【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

In fact, Niwa has always suspected one thing——

This Miss Zhouyou - now Teacher Zhouyou, is her so-called amnesia true?

After all, a person who has even forgotten his own name still has a considerable reserve of knowledge in his head. How can this be wrong?

However, Niwa is not a person who knows conspiracy theories. He just thinks that the girl has some past that she doesn't want to mention. For her, starting over may actually be a good choice.

After all, Niwa is a warm-hearted ruler. He hopes that Tatasha will become better, and he also reserves the right of almost everyone to have secrets.

No, or in his eyes, he is not even a manager, he is more like a guardian of Tatar Sand, guarding all the souls wandering here in this turbulent land.

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The admirer does not need sleep, but the girl does.

But recently, the exams of all classes have collided, and the girl has to start "working overtime." However, our little white teaching assistant stays next to the girl obediently, doing her own thing quietly. The sense of presence is so low that sometimes a girl will forget that there is someone beside her if she is just a little absorbed in it.

"Um......?"

The girl was holding her head with one hand, but she was so sleepy that her head was like a floating fruit swaying in the wind. Her wrist softened, and her neck seemed to be numb, and she dropped directly against her wrist.

On the surface, Qinqi was staring at the thing in his hand, but the moment the girl's head dropped, he reached out his hand very quickly and caught the girl's face.

The girl wore a lot of clothes, and a fire was lit in the room, which warmed her face. In the cold hands of the admirer, it looked so hot, as if he was holding a kind of fire.

"Well..." The girl opened her eyes with some effort. Her dry eyes made her eyes blurry, and she saw a reassuring face. Her head that she wanted to raise suddenly felt soft. He went down, even rubbed it, and pressed his soft cheek against it, "Good evening, Mr. Arrogant."

Arrogant, Mr. Arrogant?

The Qinqi Zhe paused and felt something flash in his mind, and then the hair follicles on the back of his head and arms exploded, and even his waist couldn't help but tremble.

"Night, good evening? Miss Mu Mu?"

Miss Wood?

He didn't understand why he would call the soft and beautiful young lady in front of him that mediocre and simple "wood". He just felt that the name had just sunk directly from his head to his mouth, constantly twitching his lips. corner of mouth.

It was as if he had said it many times over a long period of time.

The girl was confused for a short while, but she immediately came to her senses, realized what she had just done, and touched her neck in embarrassment.

"It's very late today, Xiaobai, should you go back and rest?"

The curious man shrank his hands under his sleeves, caressing them unconsciously, and raised his eyes to look at the girl:

"Is Miss Moon going to rest?"

"Ah," the girl rubbed her eyes, "I'll go to bed after finishing this."

"Well," Qingqi nodded, but did not stand up. Instead, he lowered his head, "Then I will accompany you."

The girl covered her mouth and yawned, rubbed the corners of her eyes, and wiped away the trapped tears:

"Not tired?"

The curious person shook his head from side to side, then looked at the girl with an innocent face:

"I won't get tired."

Ah, I forgot that Qingqi Zhe is a doll, a doll that is purer and more powerful than her.

In fact, in the entire Tatasha, only people who are very close to Niwa and Katsuragi know that the Qingqi is a doll. This is a secret that they carefully hide. In the eyes of other residents of Tatasha, the Qingqi is He is just a child with a pitiful background, politeness, gentleness, and high energy.

The girl's mind rewinded for a moment - Qingqi didn't seem to have mentioned her identity as a doll on purpose, so she just pursed her lips and smiled, and then gently tapped Qingqi's head with the pen:

"Even if you are tired, you should take rest."

"..."

The admirer did not hide, but just endured it obediently, then blinked his innocent eyes and looked at the girl:

"Teacher Moon said that you should teach by words and deeds."

As he said this, the Qingqi man lowered his head and looked extremely obedient:

"Then teacher, shouldn't you also take a good rest?"

Oops, what a soft hard stubble.

The girl's heart inexplicably hit her chest - this was the first time that she was at a disadvantage in front of the admirer. She actually turned away with some embarrassment, and in the end she seemed unconvinced and became angry. Said:

"Students should stay out of the teacher's affairs."

The Qingqi was stunned - this was the first time he saw a young girl acting so angry and unreasonable. He felt the empty space in her chest suddenly twitch, and a strange feeling filled the air.

Well, so cute.

"Xiao Bai?" The girl turned her head back and said "Huh" in confusion, "Why are you so red?"

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"Do you want to confess your love to Zhouyou?"

The cup in Niyu's hand hit the table with a bang, making the curious person tremble and quickly correct him:

"It's a confession, not a confession!"

"Confess—what do you have to confess?"

In Niwa's eyes, apart from the fact that Qingqi Zhe may like Zhouyou, there seems to be nothing that requires the word "confession" between the two of them.

At least as far as Niyu knows, Qingqi has no interest in girls.

"I want to tell her that I'm a doll."

The Qingqi person looked obedient and even had a shy smile:

"This way she doesn't have to worry about whether I'll be tired and won't chase me away, and I can do more for her."

"...Wait a minute, I'm thinking."

Niyu organized his words a little and tentatively spoke:

"So what you're saying is that you want to tell her your biggest secret just to give her a better job?"

The Qinqi Zhe paused, probably processing the meaning of Niyu's words, and finally analyzed that it was very different from his idea, so he nodded slightly cheerfully.

"..."

Niwa felt like he was sweating a little.

No, is the love brain phenomenon now so serious that even dolls are infected?

Does he have to hold an open class on "Anti-Love Brain" in Tatasha if appropriate?

"First of all, this is your own business. I'm just telling you my thoughts for your reference."

"Secondly, I think you should calm down and think about it."

"In the end, I didn't think it would work."

"..."

The Qinqi's state seemed a little absent-minded. Finally, he uttered a meaningless "um" from his nasal cavity, and then stood up:

"Well, thank you, I'll refer to it."

......have to.

It always felt like he only listened to the first sentence.