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

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Fushiguro Shiori didn't quite understand why they had clearly agreed that after he left the Zenin family, she would go with him to experience the beautiful future they had planned together.

But why is it that once she leaves, she always disappears like she has disappeared from the face of the earth?

Is he the only one who feels this way?

Even if I really can't appear in front of him because of that damn curse, I can still hear the voice, right?

Even if the curse becomes more severe and I can't make any sound, I can still communicate with him by writing notes like I did at the beginning, right?

At this point, he could no longer deceive himself. She just... left.

Her origins are mysterious, her whereabouts are erratic, and she is curious about everything in his world, as if she does not belong to this world.

She couldn't even take away anything he gave her, and the cell phone that was originally used for convenient communication was also thrown away by her without any hesitation.

——Just like him.

Maybe people are just like this, always insatiable and never satisfied.

At first he just wanted to know who was secretly helping him, but later he became curious and wanted to communicate with her through letters.

Later, he wanted to hear her voice so much that he wanted to see her and what she looked like.

In the end, he wanted to be with her and have her stay with him forever.

Fushiguro Shigeki took a deep breath, opened the wooden box containing a thick stack of paper notes, and carefully smoothed out the tiny wrinkles on the papers.

The top one, with the words 'wait for me to come back' written on it, was left by her more than a month ago.

He had already read this stack of letters over and over again many times, and only the words she left behind could bring him some comfort.

Will she come back again?

'She's definitely not coming back.'

——Zenin Naoya's shout of "burn the boats" seems to still echo in my ears.

Fushiguro Shigeki shook his head, trying to get rid of the unpleasant voice.

What does that kid know?

Liang Jiang didn't approach him deliberately just for Ji Ku's collection.

He is a marginal person in a Zen temple, with nothing, and no benefit can be gained from him.

What's more, she once gave him a dagger that was close to a top-grade cursed weapon.

She also gave him medicine, took care of him when he was injured, stole food from the dining hall to feed him, and even cooked porridge for him herself.

This is clearly love!

That's right, that's it.

Fushiguro Shigeki kept recalling every minute he spent with her. Only with this belief could he resist the random thoughts he had when she was not around.

Fushiguro Shige pursed his lips, trying to divert his attention, but his mind seemed to be split into two.

An angelic woman tried to soothe his anxious mood and told him that she would be back soon.

By then, we can break through that layer of "window paper", and the two of us can work together to find a solution to the problem of her "disappearance".

The other one, however, kept moaning like a devil, saying that she was just playing with him and that apart from her superior body, she had nothing else to show for it.

He is young, has no education, and does not have much savings...all he has is brute force.

If I want to make a lot of money to let her live a good life in the future, I can only do those bloody and shady things.

No one would really like him.

"Liang sauce, Liang sauce..."

"boom--"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly echoed in my ears.

Fushiguro Shier's arm shook, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve slipped into his palm. He turned around suddenly: "Who!"

A soft 'object' like a blood gourd lay quietly on the ground, the emerald green pupils shrank, but in an instant, Fushiguro Shigeo flew over, and with trembling hands touched the thin neck of the girl covered in blood.

"Liang, Liang-chan, what's wrong with you?"

His voice was trembling, as if he was held back by fear. "Who was it? Which bastard hurt you?"

Almost at the moment when he felt the faint pulse beating on that pale neck, Fushiguro Shigeji rushed out like a whirlwind.

He no longer worried about his abnormal behavior attracting the attention of Zenyuan's family, nor did he think of seeking help from Zenyuan's doctor. There was only one thought left in his mind -

We must save her.

He can't lose her.

……

"I say, how long are you going to keep pretending?"

Huai Liang scooped a spoonful of porridge into her mouth. The bland taste made her miss those delicious and rich meals. "You're not going to talk to me?"

"Then shall I leave?"

Obviously, the verb "walk" touched Fushiguro's sensitive nerves.

He was originally sitting on a bench beside the bed, quietly peeling an apple, and the long peel was cut off by the sharp blade.

"Walk?"

He tilted his head and said expressionlessly, "How long will you make me wait after you leave? Ten years? Twenty years?"

After saying just two sentences, Fushiguro Shinji lowered his head again, not wanting the other party to see his expression at the moment.

However, the violent heaving of his chest still revealed his extremely aggrieved mood.

"Did I do anything wrong? Even if it's a punishment, there should be a deadline, right?"

He instinctively poured out all the thoughts he had during these days.

"Or is this a life sentence and we will never see each other again?"

Huai Liangjiang put down the spoon, and his originally bored expression gradually faded.

"When you speak, you should look into my eyes, Shi Er."

"I do not want."

Fushiguro Jiner rarely showed a stubbornness that was in line with his age, "You answer me first."

Huailiang tried to move his body, but the wound had not yet healed. The slightest movement caused a tearing pain: "Hiss!"

"What's wrong? Didn't I tell you not to move—"

A sly smile appeared on the girl's face: "Ah, I thought you were crying, but it turns out you weren't."

Her gaze lingered on the other person's red eyes and nose for a few seconds, then she suddenly smiled widely and slowly opened her arms.

"what?"

"Hold me, and I won't leave."

Intellectually, Fushiguro Shige knew that this was just her way of teasing him, but emotionally, he could not resist such temptation.

No one knew how many extreme emotions flashed through his mind when he rushed into the emergency room holding her a few days ago and watched her being pushed into the ICU ward for rescue.

Fortunately, she is back.

——Right in his arms.

Huailiang rested his chin on the other's broad shoulder, his voice still lazily drawn out: "No, I feel like there's something missing, or you can kiss me again and see."

Fushiguro Shiori did as he was told, his jet-black eyelashes trembling, and his kiss was very light, like a floating dandelion.

"Oh, that's still not enough. If I could just touch... the most handsome boy in the world--"

"Hey, enough is enough."

Fushiguro Shier interrupted with red ears, "This is a hospital. Although it is a single ward, there will still be doctors and nurses coming to observe your condition from time to time."

Huailiang keenly caught the "loophole" in the other party's words.

Silver-gray eyes sparkled: "So what you mean is, we can do it when we get home and no one is around?"

"I didn't say that."

"I don't care, deal done."

Huailiang hooked the other's little finger without saying anything and shook it, "Hey, no regrets allowed."

An extremely intense and hot emotion instantly hit Fushiguro Shige's chest, so much so that he didn't know what to say in response.

He could only clumsily press the other person into his broad chest, and with the ecstasy of 'surviving a disaster', he said in a muffled voice: "Yeah."

"we have a deal."