Blooming Tower of the West Wind

Theron was faintly aware of Hipper's expectations for him, and his mood became agitated, but his reason immediately persuaded himself that it was impossible: If this is the case, why didn't she force me to watch it earlier?Why not make these books a must-read list?Why must I go to school?Wouldn't it be easier to take the time to find a pen pal (like she learned Old Goblem) instead of spending so long developing someone to chat with?

So this should... is not true.

she thought dejectedly.

Hipper had finished eating at this time, the plate flew into the sink by itself, the water ball that appeared out of nowhere swallowed the plate, spun for a while, spit out the plate, and disappeared under the sink by itself.

She seemed to forget that Theron was still sitting in front of her. After finishing all this, she got up and left. Theron hesitated whether to follow, but was afraid of making her angry, neither stood nor sat, and stared blankly at Hipper direction of departure.

Hipper opened the door, turning her head to look back into the room intentionally or unknowingly, the hazy yellow light flicked across her gray eyes rapidly, and Theron also felt the substantive gaze passing over her face.

She didn't look around for a week, her eyes almost disappeared after passing Theron, she retracted the sharp sword, and the person followed, the door was not closed, and she touched the door frame twice.

Theron hurriedly stood up, and when she took the first step, she was caught by the chair in front of her and nearly fell. She didn't have time to stand still, so she ran the second step with the tendency of leaning forward, and of course she tripped again .

Luckily, she also has her water lord, Lenning, who suddenly appears and catches its brash master.

"The little fairy image you worked so hard to cultivate in school has disappeared."

"I didn't want to manage the image of a little fairy."

"No, no, this is just a pronoun, referring to all your behaviors of imitating the archmage."

Theron sadly didn't answer this time, she opened the door and left, and went downstairs to the library.

Hipper is already here. Among the countless light spots on the high ground, the library looks grand and deserted.Surrounded by light, the archmage cast a quick glance at her as she made a movement.

This glance is even paler than before, through the transparent gold-rimmed glasses.She then immersed herself in the unknown in her hands, even parting her lips to follow along.

Theron cheekily sits right in front of her, in her own seat, and removes the chair and replaces it with Lenin, who also spins left and right as he floats, thus allowing her to use the larger perspective To Hipper.

Admire her secretly.

In a moment Lenning turned away again, and Hipper disappeared from her eyes.

Their current relationship is definitely not good, Hipper hardly talks to her, maybe to punish her for not keeping the agreement, even though she got almost perfect marks in Oldsnian (just two points, because she was so sleepy , I fell asleep when I was writing the last blank, and I didn’t wake up until I handed in the paper).

But the phrase "willing to accept any punishment" was said by herself, so there should be no complaints at this time.

Although Hipper ignored her, she did not object to her restoring her little tail status, even though the tail was almost higher than the body.She followed Hipper, and Hipper sometimes asked her to take something, just didn't communicate with her.

She was quite happy not to be kicked out, and her life returned to its original calm after a moment of fluctuation.During the day, the archmage was still indifferent and serious, even looking at Theron with no warmth in his eyes.But in the half-truths of the dream, Theron's imaginary archmage would do many things to her, both tough and tender, that would make people blush.

These things... These things were all she read from the few books that Luna gave her before she left.She brought herself and Hipper into every plot. Even after turning off the lights and putting down the book, those fragments would still jump in her mind, and she would modify them without authorization to make the plot and characters more in line with Hipper's characteristics.

Although she often thinks dejectedly: If it is completely according to the character, none of these things will happen at all.

But... what if one or two things happen.

She once tried to write down these contents, writing an "□□" that only belonged to her and the teacher in her heart, but as soon as she wrote about their interaction, her face would start to burn, and the pen was so light that she almost grasped it. Can't stop, let alone write down.

No evidence can be left... If Hipper sees these things that people can't see directly... She crumpled the paper up quickly, it's not safe, it's better to put it in the box.

These contents should be placed in a place that will never be seen by others, and will never be lost, so it can only be remembered.

Therefore, she often fantasizes about these things before going to bed. Of course, what she likes most is the part where the archmage forced her to open her mouth and kiss her domineeringly.

In addition, she has a lot of material that is not in the book. They had a lot of intimate things when no one noticed. They used to sleep on the same bed, hugged without barriers, and Hipper helped her put her socks on And clothes, even touched her body.

These small contents are filled into her fantasy novels by her.

It's ridiculous to say that even the experiment about the triangular prism and light was almost done in silence, and the only chance to speak came from a small dispute.

At that time, Hipper suddenly asked her: "What properties do you think they should be measured?"

She replied immediately: "Color, smell, state, melting point, uh..."

Wrong, wrong, almost all wrong, light has no smell, and there is no so-called melting point, and the status is unclear. She was just looking at Hipper in a daze, without thinking at all.

No, thinking, thinking about the novel she had written in her head for countless chapters.

The archmage gave her a helpless look: "Theron, concentrate."

Theron took a deep breath and said again: "Obviously, the color must be recorded, and secondly... temperature? I... can't think of anything else for the time being."

"Then measure those two first."

The thermometers were neatly arranged under the colorful light strips, and Theron placed the control group randomly in the open space next to them.

This move made the archmage fidget, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore and put the thermometer outside the red light, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"put it here."

To keep the queue in order, Theron helped her add, and then felt that she was even cuter.

She has no objection. Theoretically, it should be the same wherever the control group is placed on the outside of the light band.

But the results of the experiment were astonishing—literally, Hipper even took off his glasses and put them aside, squinting to read the thermometer reading, but the control group was still the hottest inside.

"It doesn't make sense, the sun is warm, there's no doubt about that, there's no reason why areas without light are hotter than areas with light."

"Unless there is something in this area, but we can't see it." This is the point that Theron made at the beginning.

Hipper thought for a while, and quickly replaced a batch of new thermometers. This time, both ends and both sides of the light strip were listed as the measurement group, and the control group was placed where Theron wanted to put it just now.

"Ask any questions you have." Hipper stared at the light belt and said indifferently.

Theron couldn't help touching his face, wondering if his expression was so obvious, but it was obvious that Hipper wasn't looking at her just now?

"...Why put it on the other side?"

"Intuition, if there is something on the left, there should be something on the right."

Sure enough, as she expected, only the upper and lower sides were the same as the control group, and the temperature of the rest of the light bands were different. Theron recorded them and also recorded the weather conditions.

Sunny and cloudless, west wind.

The results of the experiment raised endless questions: What produces the different colors of light?Is it produced by a single light passing through membranes of different colors, or are different substances producing different colors?Why does it appear through the triangular prism light band?Is the omnipresent aura of the Holy Light contained in the sun?

She scribbled on the paper, which rattled under the weight of the paperweight.Hipper's support on the laboratory bench did not stop her from scribbling on the recording paper.When you have inspiration, you should write it down immediately, and any neat and good habits must give way to inspiration.

No, this is just an incidental reason, she just likes to see Theron let his thoughts fly.This is her favorite student, her contract monster, her...

She suddenly remembered the question Virgil asked her: "Aren't you afraid that the little beast will be snatched away by others? She is so popular that one-seventh of the best students on the entire continent are placed in front of her for her to choose." Fort Star Song is one of the seven senior schools.

"What does this have to do with me? I respect every choice she makes, and I only have mandatory requirements for her academically."

Like the last conversation, the archmage shrugged pretending to be indifferent, and then sighed. Theron will go back to school tomorrow. According to the previous practice, she will send Theron to Xingsong Castle one day in advance.

But this time no, she hasn't forgotten that the relationship between them is still in a "cold" state. Theron was sent to Withered Leaf City by her, and then disappeared into the teleportation array with a box.

Hector asked matter-of-factly: "Are you really not going to send her to school?"

"She should be more independent." She frowned slightly, as if she was going to talk about something serious, "Virgil said that some old hunters specialize in raising precious magical beasts when they grow old, and release them back into the wild when they grow up."

"Do you do the same with the little lady?"

"basically."

Hektra shrugged, apparently disagreeing, so it changed the subject: "Where are you going to sleep tonight?"

Hipper covered her face with her hands and sighed, as if she was very tired.

Theron was almost pushed into the portal by the wind, so he didn't have time to hesitate, just had time to take a last look at Hipper.

It's a pity that nothing can be seen in her eyes, the same as before, the same pale Fayan, silver gray, covering up all emotions, and there is no expression on her face.

Even if she promised, she still couldn't feel at ease.Hipper was so cruel when he pushed her...

The author has something to say: This is the second update for today

Just...although it won't hit the gold list, but if I don't update it, it will make me feel like I'm cheating money

So the daily update is 6000 until May [-]st.

The old sorcerer was simply not human when he was moaning.

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