[Curse back] dream tracing

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After the first time such a thing was brought up to someone actively, Yuren felt a little like drinking to drown his sorrows, unlike just now, he was still restraining the amount of drinking to try to stay sober, so as to ensure that he could be in the right place. Time to speak the right words.

After achieving such a goal, she let go a lot, and said with some regret: "If there was an accident at home, they would ask me a little more, and they would know that I am also a warlock, maybe I won't be a magician." It should be easy for a person like me to borrow some money, right?

"Indeed." Qihai accepted this assumption, and he also regretted that he ruined a person's life just because he didn't ask the only survivor for a statement.

Therefore, after cooperating for so long, Qihai also vaguely understood how Hanren's hobby of writing reports came about. According to the rules and regulations, the report on the curse event was written by the magician himself, and most of the auxiliary supervisors stood outside the account. , the situation inside may not be well understood, only she is so special, every time she writes a report by herself.

Occasionally, there were witnesses a few times, and they all went to ask about the situation and then made proper arrangements and instructions according to the words of the association.

I thought it was a manifestation of strong work ability, but I didn't expect it to be a self-help after falling off the cliff.If she keeps doing this, will it dispel even a little bit of inner resentment and pain?

Qihai didn't know, he was also drunk.He was still thinking about the poor woman in front of him, she was also drunk, but she was still sitting dignifiedly, she turned her face slightly and looked at him sideways, but she didn't feel contemptuous, but felt that she was secretly looking at him Seems like.

Stretch out your hand and cover her eyes: "Haren, go to bed, it's late." Stop looking around with the little tricks you learned from your previous job.

Yuren stretched out his hand and held his wrist, trembling a little: "Sleeping? I'm not sleepy yet."

She was drunk, and Qihai realized this, so she pulled her hand away, went to the ice bucket and took out the only two pieces of ice left and stuffed them into her mouth, trying to regain a little bit of sober consciousness, after a while, he I don't know if it's right or not, but Yuren is indeed still sitting like that, as if seducing him vaguely, but also looking at him full of defense, as soon as he does something, he immediately runs away.

Like a vigilant cat.

What to do with cats that are ready for battle?Qihai thought about it with her chaotic mind, and felt that he should leave: "I'm going to bed...you go to bed early too..." After finishing speaking, she opened the door of her room and entered the room.

He didn't care about the messy cups and plates in the small living room, those were not important anymore, it was more important to make Yuren feel safe, he must let her enjoy a little warmth from human beings, right?Qi Hai thought rather narcissistically, got into the bed, dazed, seemed to think a lot of things, and it seemed that he just closed his eyes not long ago, anyway, he fell asleep.

The next day, both of them woke up near noon. Yuren's eyes were swollen badly, and the back was almost broken. Qihai couldn't remember if he said something to her that made her cry, but now it's not good anymore. asked.

The two of them kept silent and roughly cleaned up the things in the small living room. Let the boss handle the rest.Then I was going to eat. It is boring to always eat in a hotel, so I was going to listen to the recommendation of the hotel owner and go to a family restaurant with a good reputation in the town, and recommended the pickled vegetables: "Everything is very good Eat! It can also be made into pickled vegetable stew pot, pickled vegetable stir-fry, pickled vegetable cold noodles, etc. Anyway, please try it.”

The discomfort caused by the hangover made both of them not very energetic and uncomfortable. When they heard the pickled vegetables, they would feel a little bit excited, sour, so they should eat more.There is still a long way to go to the town, but it is a pity that the car is afraid to drive now, so I just strolled while sobering up, there are many scattered roses on both sides, Qi Hai is very puzzled: "It's so cold here, it won't be so cold in winter." Frozen? It’s okay to have a hot spring in the courtyard, maybe it’s not so cold on the mountain, so what should we do here?”

"What insulation measures do you take in winter? Isn't there still wrapping quilts around trees?" Yuren didn't understand either, and he couldn't understand how to wrap quilts around shrubs, probably not in this way.

After chatting, we arrived in the town. The store was easy to find, and the signboards were all big, which was out of place in the old-fashioned town.The two opened the curtain and walked in. There was a mess of various pickled dishes on the menu, and they ordered a few casually after listening to the recommendation.

The sour taste of pickled vegetables, refreshing and appetizing, really soothed the churning stomachs of the two after a hangover. After eating a meal, I checked the time and had time to see the mountain spring pool that was only available in that summer, so I quickly went back and changed it. The clothes went up the mountain again.

The boss saw that they were about to go up, and gave them a pot of drinks to relieve the heat.

The apple and hawthorn water tastes great, except that the water was a bit cold at first, but now that I am used to it, I feel that soaking in cold water at noon is really comfortable.There were two other tourists in the pool, and the four of them were divided into two sides far away. Qihai moved closer: "These two women seem to be a couple."

Although it was covered by the water waves, Yuren also saw that the two hands were touching each other's thighs, waists and so on under the water. She wanted to laugh a little, so she leaned into his ear and said, "We have become the two of them and are satisfied to be exposed." A tool man with addiction? It feels a little strange."

Qi Hai burst out laughing instantly, poured a glass of drink to drink, and tried to hide her expression a little bit, after all, the two parties opposite were still watching.But the real business is really still a question of when to go back: "Is it going to be in the afternoon or tomorrow? I can book a ticket." Yuren yawned, and the mobile phone was next to her. So merciful and didn't give extra meals to the workers who went out?

"I always feel that if I don't go back quickly in the afternoon, I won't be able to go back. I don't come for extra meals, so I'm a little worried."

"It doesn't matter. I'll go for extra meals. I'll just go back a day late. If you're worried about your sister, you can go back first. I can do it myself." Qi Hai also took her mobile phone and began to look at the processing list. After looking around, there were no signs. Red’s taboo situation, but looking carefully, he frowned: "It feels... completely different from when we first partnered, and the green’s stable state is much less? Who is so diligent, Working so much overtime for half a month?"

Ah - Xia Youjie.She took a sip of the fruit juice: "Anyone, it's best to get rid of the yellow names. It would be great if we go home and get a basic salary to fish and paddle every day."

The base salary is also ridiculously high. This is the magic industry.

The weather wasn't too hot at first, and it was even a bit cold after soaking for a while, so she went directly ashore and put on her bathrobe: "I'm going back to take a lunch break, since I don't plan to leave, let's stay another night."

But we still have to set off the next day, and I dare not drink too much alcohol, but both of them can drink well, so there is still a bottle of low-alcohol sake as a sleep aid before going to bed, which is not bad, and they started chatting again, Qihai was very heartbroken Talking about the girlfriend I dated when I was in college: "In short, I was scared away, but I can't help it. The third level rushed in front of me, and output it to my face. Can I not do it? He thought I was If you have hallucinations or depression or something, you can't help but rage against the air, so you broke up with me."

Yuren laughed so hard that he couldn't get up: "Didn't you explain it to her?"

"No need, she may not be able to accept it. In short, I completely understand why the headmaster told me that the principal married an ordinary person or something before I became a senior... I still think there is something strange about this? Now I think Really, really weird, to be sure."

This Yuren has heard a little bit: "I heard that they got divorced later?"

Qihai snapped her fingers: "This is the right direction. Magicians and ordinary people are really, super difficult to get along with each other. My parents and I often don't understand each other's cognition and position at all, and we are struggling to cope, just: Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. That's it."

I'm dying of laughter. Regarding this matter, Yuren's experience is not that strong: "I could see it when I was young. Anyway, when I was young, my parents thought it was because they wanted to attract the attention of adults. It was very perfunctory to me, I drew them all for them to see, and they thought I had a rich imagination and said they would enroll me in art classes.”

"It seems that you have been gifted since you were a child? The pictures you included in the report are all very good."

This is to the extent that you don’t even believe it, Yuren laughed: “Do you know where you learned it?”

Judging by her expression, it seems that she has a great background?Yuren turned on his phone and searched for a name. Qihai looked at the profile. He was a professor at Tokyo University of the Arts and a well-known painter in the world. Yuren tapped his finger on his photo: "He taught, before this was me. A long-term customer came, and then I went to do auxiliary supervision, so I didn’t contact you.”

This simply made Qi Hai fall into the feeling of boundless space, to praise you for saying that a famous teacher produces a good apprentice?I feel sorry for you and still have fun in suffering?You should still ask with concern: He didn't give you money for whoring because he taught you how to paint?

Looking at Qihai's expression, Hanren laughed again: "What are you worrying about? My goal has been achieved. My sister is now lying in the hospital and receiving the best medical technology in Japan."

Sighing: "Don't make jokes about this, by the way, who recommended you to be an assistant supervisor?"

"Miss Mingming," Yuren lit a cigarette, "At that time, I was on a business trip with a client in Kyoto—well, it should be called food delivery in the industry. In short, I accompanied him on a short trip to see the cherry blossoms in Kyoto, and there was a curse accident in the hotel In short, I could see it, so I avoided it, but that time seemed to be quite troublesome. I was the only one present who was not injured. When I was dealing with the aftermath, Miss Mingming came over and asked me: Can you see it? Those things? I replied: Yes, I can see it all the time. She gave me her business card and said to me: Then resign from here now, and you can earn more in our business.”

"It's like what Miss Ming Ming would say." The words of persuasion are like an old bustard abducting a girl from a good family.

"Well, Ms. Mingming and I get along pretty well. I will thank her when I come to work. In addition, I want to ask her to keep a secret for me. It is not a good thing to say. She told me that making money Well, it’s not embarrassing, when those people are pushed to the limit, they will sell themselves more actively than anyone else.”

This Qihai didn’t know anymore, he filled the wine glasses of the two of them: “Well, it just emptied, and it’s the last glass for today. Jiang, the past is over, don’t mention it when you leave here, I don’t care I will talk nonsense, but it’s not good to be heard by others when I go back and mention it. Those are not...should not be used as a joke.”

After clinking glasses with him, she drank half of the glass in one go: "If I couldn't even make a joke, I would have pulled out my sister's tube and led her to jump off the building."

Ah, probably so, but Qihai still felt that the more she said this, the more she cared.

After drinking the last half glass of wine, Qihai didn't say anything more, he nodded: "Well, good night."