[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

A chill spread from the tailbone to the entire spine like a lightning explosion, quickly rushing to every part of the body.

Huai Liang is not an ordinary person after all. Even though he has been caught while escaping before, he forced himself to remain calm at this moment.

She made an expression of surprise mixed with guilt, faked a few laughs, and then said, "Haha, I'm sorry to understand."

"I didn't intend to come in, but I was too curious after listening to what the waitress said. I didn't expect you could paint."

"Oh, I just learned it casually when I had nothing to do before. Of course, my painting skills are not as good as yours, Liang-chan."

Huailiang's heart tightened, and his fake smile turned into a dry laugh. He waved his hand and said, "I have never learned to paint, so how can I compare to you?"

Just kidding, even if the other person really dreamed of the scene of 'releasing sky lanterns in her yard' that night, she certainly would not admit that she was the person in the dream.

Or maybe he recalled a few weeks of memories, and she couldn't admit that she had the same memories.

Huailiang walked towards the corridor where Gojo Satoru was standing and wanted to go outside. But as soon as he took a step, the other party blocked the door frame tightly and took a step inside.

"I see. I was thinking that if Liang-chan could paint, I would like you to paint a portrait for me as my birthday present this year."

Huai Liang was blocked, so he had to pretend to be natural and sit down in front of the low table in the room, and quietly distanced himself from the other party: "If you really want it, I can learn, but--"

Her eyes moved to the pictures covering the wall, and she said in a feigned anger, "Should we remove these?"

Gojo Satoru followed with interest and squeezed in to sit next to her: "Why, are you jealous too?"

Huai Liang was rarely weak, so he pinched his nose and accepted the other party's disgust: "I just feel a little sad. I am such a big living person, but I can't compete with the illusory 'dream person'?"

"Oh, but I'm sure the person in the dream is Ryo-chan."

Gojo Satoru pulled the person into his arms and said, "Do you believe in past lives... or parallel worlds? Maybe we know each other in many different worlds."

"Just like in my dream world, you are still my fiancée. Maybe... you are meant to be with me?"

"Haha, maybe."

Huailiang's brain was working frantically while dealing with the questions and traps that Gojo Satoru threw out one after another, which seemed like casual chats but were actually full of temptations.

Ahhhhhh, is there no way to make the other party stop 'Memory Recall'?

For example, re-enter his spiritual realm and chop down the tree?

No, the spiritual realm is closely related to a person's brain and soul. What if it causes irreversible damage, such as brain death?

"I sent you a message but you didn't reply, so I had no choice but to come and find you."

As if performing a magic trick, Gojo Satoru pulled out a palm-sized rectangular wooden box from his pocket and said, "I just asked an old craftsman from Kyoto to make a hairpin for you a while ago. See if you like it."

"Summer is coming. Tying your hair with a rubber band will hurt it. It's better to use a hairpin to tie it up."

Huai Liang took a look at the butterfly-shaped hairpin inlaid with jadeite and colorful gems lying quietly in the box and nodded: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Gojo Satoru became interested, stood up, and was about to start with great interest: "I have been practicing secretly for a long time, let me try."

Huai Liang was not afraid that the other party would pull her hair and hurt her. In fact, as long as she could change the topic, she would do it.

After a short while, a simple high bun with a hairpin was done with the flying of fingers. The hairpin was simple and elegant, and became the only bright spot in the shiny black hair.

Unfortunately, there were no other clips to help, so Huailiang's long hair was a little loose among the piles of clouds.

"I originally wanted to give you a dragonfly hairpin, but somehow I felt like I'd given it to you before, so I changed it to a butterfly one."

Again.

Huailiang's heart was also beating fast, but he still pretended to be dumb and said, "No, you can give it to me on my birthday."

Gojo Satoru couldn't let go and touched her head, afraid of messing up her hair, and started to 'harass' her ears, "Well, Ryo-chan's birthday is in the summer, right? It won't be long before it's here."

Huailiang grew up in an orphanage and didn't know when his birthday was, so he used the birthday of his previous identity.

She has long since changed from an illegal resident to a decent citizen.

Now listening to Gojo Satoru's words, it doesn't make sense: "Yes, unlike your birthday in winter, my birthday is in summer."

"Hmm... Summer patterns, goldfish would be nice, but I don't really like them."

The implication is not good, it keeps repeating itself over and over again, making us forget the past.

Gojo Satoru pinched the other's jade-like earlobe and said, "Then I will give you a dragonfly hairpin on your birthday. However, this is too small as a birthday gift. I will prepare something else."

Huailiang had no objection and continued to work with a smile: "Whatever you want."

"But... I still have a question. Liang-chan seems to be very talented in languages?"

Before Huailiang could use her "fooling skills" again, Gojo Satoru stopped her from making excuses. "It was Hui who mentioned it when we were chatting. It's fine if you're good at English, but we can watch a movie on TV together—"

"Even French and Chinese movies can be understood without subtitles."

Huai Liang knew that he had been too arrogant before and had not considered the possibility of an NPC slowly integrating memories.

The time travel she experienced in the past few weeks gave her the illusion that she was starting over every time and that she was living a new life.

She is not 'Cardcaptor Sakura', and the stranger-like attitude shown by all the characters towards her after the restart further deepened this stereotype.

So, she was not so careful to conceal some of her behavioral habits and taste preferences.

If Gojo Satoru can really continue to integrate and acquire all the memories of the past few weeks, it can almost be concluded that this "alien" is unique.

The most terrible thing was the scene that was transmitted by the system and disappeared right in front of his eyes.

This was different from a spell, nor was it her "space teleportation", but a special situation where the body gradually became transparent, unable to be targeted or attacked.

——She also showed such a sarcastic expression like a winner!

My scalp tingles just thinking about it. If he really discovers the truth...will she be punished?

Huailiang pursed his lips, and a nonchalant look appeared in his silver-gray eyes: "Why, are you interested in foreign languages ​​too?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head, lowered his head, and gave a hot kiss on the earlobe that had turned slightly red from being rubbed by him.

"I just want to ask you about Liangjiang. You know, in French..."

The deep voice slid into her eardrums tinglingly, like a lover's whisper, "What is the difference between love and sex?"