Gojo has become My cat

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Chapter 78

    Shimizu had a dream.

    In his dream, today is his twentieth birthday.

    On the way home, passing by a small playground amusement facility, countless colorful seats are flying and spinning, like a scattered and colorful kaleidoscope.

    The people flying in the air shouted, full of joy and excitement.

    The sun was shining brightly, falling overhead. Qingshuimian narrowed his eyes pierced by the sunlight, watching the red, blue, green, and yellow seats spinning in the air, like the colorful windmills blown by him when he was a child.

    Then, Xia Youjie still called Wujo Wu, and he stepped forward quickly in response, and walked between the two of them, and the three of them walked slowly, chatting in various ways.

    On top of the green and tall deciduous trees, phoenix flowers burning like fire were blooming, passing over the heads of the three of them.

    And waiting downstairs in the apartment were two girls, his younger sister and Jia Ruzi, who had already bought his 20th birthday cake together.

    The five of them returned home like this. During the period, the head teacher Noctua Zhengdao sent a congratulatory text message, expressing his apology for not being able to come because he was busy with work.

    It was getting dark quickly. As night fell, Gojo Wuxia Youjie and others began to make noise, asking him to light a candle and make a wish. Qing ShuiMian did as she said, and just as she closed her eyes and was about to make a wish, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

    Then he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Gojo Satoru and others sneaking around, and his father Shimizu Jing hiding behind them.

    His father smiled and raised his hand to rub his head: "Mian, are you happy now?"

    Qing ShuiMian nodded, opened his mouth to say something, and the people around him once again booed him to make a wish.

    After thinking about it, Qing Shuimian decided to make a wish: all relatives and friends around him are safe and happy. After making his wish, he opened his eyes and looked at his father, Wujo Wu, Xia Youjie, younger sister, and Jiarui Nizi in front of him.

    They clapped their hands and laughed loudly: "Blowing out candles will make your wish come true, now let's blow out candles!"

    "Three—"

    "Two—"

    "One—"

    Then, Qing Shuimian woke up.

    The dream was so peaceful and warm that he woke up feeling a long sense of loss.

    Finally, he covered his face and said viciously: "At least let me blow out the candle!"

    The wish that could not be fulfilled in the dream made Qing Shuimian get up resentfully, and then flipped through the phone, and when he saw the date, he turned over and got up.