don't you have a wife of your own

Oi Chuanyuejian stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, only to feel the trace of wetness.She wiped her cheeks with the back of her hand, and let out a long breath: "Let's go back."

She comes to the volleyball hall every day, in fact, just to watch Oi Chuanche play volleyball.After Oi Chuan Che leaves, Oi Chuan Yuejian will leave after sitting for a long time.In fact, she didn't understand the significance of this matter, because she had no memory at all.

Everything that is driven by intuition is meaningless, just like Oi Chuanyuejian couldn't understand Xia Youjie's sudden question when he walked back with her that day: "Why are you crying?"

Oi Chuanyuejian couldn't think of an answer, stayed for a few seconds, and shook his head: "I don't remember."

She remembered clearly that Xia Youjie looked down at that time, with a hint of pity for her in his eyes.Ji Chuanyuejian couldn't understand—she thought that Xia Youjie should be more pitiful than her no matter what.

After all, she was already a dead person, hanging on by the curse.But Xia Youjie is still a living person, he betrayed the world of magic, left the high school, and was far away from his family with incomplete education. to himself.

Oi Chuanyuejian even wonders if Xia Youjie has a tendency to masochistic.

The two people felt sorry for each other from the bottom of their hearts at the same time when they couldn't understand each other at all.

Bai Lan disappeared under the eyes of the high-level executives of the magic world, and the Japanese magic world was held accountable by many parties-not only the Italian magic world, but also some ancient families from Italy.In order to deal with these accountability issues, the upper echelons of the conjuration community were extremely busy. Even if they received the news of the mysterious disappearance of the students of the high school, they really couldn't spare manpower to investigate and could only order the high school to handle it themselves.

At the same time, because of the mutually beneficial relationship between the top management of the magic circle and the Yusanjia, the top management of the magic circle did not have the right to directly mobilize the Yusanjia.At most, the higher-ups would issue orders, and the head of the Yusan family would then consider whether or not to implement them according to the family's own situation.

Such a power structure brought a lot of inconvenience to the high-level people in the magic world when they were caught in a diplomatic whirlpool.After thousands of years of development, the Yusanjia is not completely united with the high-level. Many members of the Yusanjia choose to sit on the sidelines, causing the high-level lack of assistance to complain.

Bailan's status in mainland Italy exceeded the high-level estimates. The Italian side not only sent a request for accountability, but also sent members of a certain family to Japan in the second month. Kill with extreme harshness.

It was an ominous signal, like some kind of clarion call to war.

Just at such a time, gossip about the curse spirit appeared everywhere.The news came from nowhere, and with the unique inflammatory nature of gossip news, it spread from all directions. For the senior executives of the magic circle who had failed in diplomacy, it was tantamount to worsening the situation.

They had to suppress gossip while looking for the 'Italian special envoys' who disappeared after entering Japan.

"The curse master who was responsible for the news in Area A was arrested yesterday."

"The curser who was in charge of the news in Area H escaped in time after being discovered yesterday."

"The messenger in charge of the message in area c escaped in time after being discovered yesterday."

……

The information was passed to Oi Chuanyue like snowflakes.She gave the order without raising her head: "The one who was taken away, please trouble Mr. Chinei to contact the police station to release him. The conjurer who tried to contact us a few days ago can be brought to meet him."

"Don't stare at the people in Italy, they won't come to trouble us for the time being."

"... Please pay close attention to the situation at the high school, especially Mr. Wu—"

The writing speed of the pen stopped, and the dark ink stained the paper with small blotches.Ji Chuanyue looked at the blotch, lost her mind for a moment, and then frowned.

"We dare not get too close to Gaozhuan and Gojo Satoru—Gojo Satoru doesn't seem to have left Gaozhuan. During this time, high-level people and people from the Gojo family have been coming and going in and out of Gaozhuan, but we haven't seen Gojo Satoru."

"...I see, you go to rest."

When Oi Chuan Yuejian looked up, there was that soft and non-aggressive smile on his face again.Asuka, who reported the news, pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "You should also take a good rest."

"It's just that this time is busy. After it's over, everyone can relax a little bit."

Asuka: "I know that you are fighting for living space for the Cursed Master and those cursed spirits...but why did you do this for us?"

She couldn't understand, and couldn't understand Ji Chuanyuejian's kind of unreasonable compassion and helping psychology towards strange groups.

The pen that had just paused for a moment continued to write, and the strokes of the font covered the small ink marks. Ji Chuanyuejian lowered his head and was busy organizing the materials, with a light voice: "Flying Bird Sauce, this problem has crossed the line."

Asuka shuddered and woke up instantly.She was a little ashamed, and lowered her head: "It's my fault, you can continue to work, and I will report to you when there is new news."

"Thank you~"

The office door was gently closed, and He Chuanyuejian just finished writing the provocative public relations document in his hand and put it into the fax machine.She rubbed her sore wrist, stood up and moved her body.

There is only one window in the whole room, and that window is built so high that when the sun shines from above, it cannot reach the desk.It falls on an empty floor tile, illuminating the patterns on it.

Ji Chuanyue coughed violently when she bowed her waist, and thick black and red blood dripped from between her fingers, dripping on the floor tiles illuminated by the sun.The blood was wrapped in black fragments, and the liquid seemed to glow as it refracted the sun's rays.

She squatted down, her face was pale, her cheeks were red, and her dirty palms pressed hard against her chest.Behind Oi Chuan Yuejian, the super curse spirit, which had shrunk a lot in size, clung to her emaciated back with nostalgia.

The thin shoulder bones supported a thin layer of cloth, so thin and fragile that it seemed that it could be broken extremely easily.

In the end, she couldn't even squat stably, she had to kneel on the ground, clutching the piece of fabric on her chest, breathing hard.The blood was pressed into the fabric of the clothes by the fingers, and the heart seemed to be held down, and the cold hooks scratched all the soft tissues from the inside.

When the pain was so painful that her consciousness was blurred, she bent her thin back and uttered an indistinct pronunciation from her trembling and white lips.At first, Ji Chuanyuejian didn't know what she was reading—her body's memory overwhelmed her brain, repeating it over and over again, asking her to remember it.

remember……

Prynne.

"Bryn. Bryan Jesso, my full name."

The foreign boy with profound facial features, white hair and purple pupils introduced himself with a smile on his face.He was wearing clean and tidy clothes, and when he smiled, the purple inverted crown imprint under his right eyelid would also bend a subtle, small arc.

Standing on tiptoe, he helped the little girl remove the hydrogen balloon hanging from the tree branch with the aid of his racial talent, and on the balloon was a volleyball sticking out his tongue and making a grimace.

He returned the hydrogen balloon to the girl, "I live next door to you."

Oi Chuanyuejian squeezed the rope of the balloon tightly, the height difference made it difficult for her to raise her head to see the boy's rare hair color, and magnificent, jewel-like eyes.She said, "I remember you."

After a pause, she tilted her head and added, "I saw you climb over the wall that day."

"Why did you climb over the wall? Because of that corpse in the sewer?"

There was a crack in the seamless smile on the boy's face for a moment.He was surprised, and looked down at this little neighbor he had never looked at——

Light apricot-colored soft long hair, eyes as sweet as honey bee sugar, natural blush on her fair and round cheeks, and when words like 'corpse' are spoken from her soft lips, there is still a sense of ignorance on her face. Innocent and lovely.But Bai Lan knew that children at this age already understood the difference between a corpse and a living person.

He bent slightly, put his hands on the girl's soft neck, and coaxed with a smile: "Did you see it?"

How much did she see?

See yourself disposing of dead bodies?

Or did you see what that man did?

The young man could already see that his slender and slender fingers were resting on the back of the girl's neck. His fingers touched a soft spine, as if pressing a delicate flower bud.

Oikawa Tsukimi didn't seem to feel any danger.Her eyes were shining, and her long and thick eyelashes fluttered. She talked to Bai Lan in the tone of discussing the sun, flowers, and cakes: "I didn't see it, but the police came to our house and asked my parents, and my brother. I think it should be you."

"I didn't tell anyone else."

She emphasized the last sentence very seriously, with an innocent and childish cuteness of "I am a good boy" on her face.Bai Lan paused with his fingers on the back of her neck.

He put down his hand, and put a smile on his face again: "We are very destined. My name and your name, if written in Chinese, are both the names of flowers."

"The name of the flower?"

"Yes, white orchids and moonflowers—are you interested in the language of flowers?"

"What is Bailan's flower language?"

"Bai Lan's flower language is...pure and flawless love."

The girl smiled sweetly, brightly: "It matches Bailan very well."

Bai Lan lowered her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth.He found something very interesting in this boring world-he ran his fingers through the girl's long light almond hair, and the sun burned the back of his hand.

His tone was calm, but because of his age, he couldn't restrain his trembling with excitement, and whispered: "It's also very suitable for you."

The severe pain in the heart had calmed down, Ji Chuanyuejian took out the tissue on the table and wiped the blood on the ground, as well as the blood on his palm.

Since killing Bai Lan, she always saw many inexplicable moments—more and more splicing of fragments, Oi Chuanyuejian had to admit that the fragments she saw were probably her own memories.

Are there really two identical people in this world?

Oi Chuanyue Jian was convinced that the Bailan she killed was definitely not the Bailan in her memory, and she had always denied that Bailan based on her instinct.But her eyes and brain told her that she was obviously alone.

She had to think of the last instance of God's Descending Village in the game.

mushroom man.Another self that is exactly the same.Could it be that the content of the game is implying something?Forget it, it's meaningless to think about it now, one day she will remember everything...if she can live to that day.

Oi Chuanyuejian's gaze unconsciously turned to the curse spirit beside her. After killing Bai Lan, her memory gradually recovered, but the curse spirit beside her was getting weaker and weaker day by day.Oi Chuanyuejian's own body was also weakened with the curse spirit.

No matter what method Hua Yu uses, how much magic power she uses, it will soon decay by itself after it has been repaired for no more than 3 minutes.The force of the curse on the body has been reduced visible to the naked eye, and Oikawa Tsukimi speculates that the body may have begun to adapt to the curse.

The more you adapt, the more you fail.But if there is no curse, Oi Chuan Yuejian will definitely not be able to live now.

Huayu once said that the human being who came up with this method to extend life must be a lunatic, and Oi Chuanyuejian felt that she already knew who the lunatic was--it was normal and understandable, if Bai Lan died, she would probably be crazy too. will do the same thing.

It's not that he can't accept the other party's death, but that he can't accept the fact that the other party will be separated from him.

Humans are like that, animals that cannot bear to lose once they have it.