The day when I was forcibly bound by an NPC

The mage slept for a long time this time, and it took almost another whole day for him to wake up faintly.

There still seemed to be lingering fatigue in the body.He moved his body and walked out of the room.

During this period of time, Jiang Zhaonian tried every means to reglue the broken tea sets, and barely sewed the cloth products in the house.

Although it is impossible to restore them to the original state in any case, at least, give them a dignity.

...and save a bit of face for myself before leaving.

Jiang Zhaonian sat on the sofa with a heavy expression, as if waiting for a trial.

Just hearing the sound of the mage going downstairs, his body began to tremble.

The mage didn't notice it, went to the restaurant and poured himself a cup of hot tea first.

Jiang Zhaonian's eyes followed him closely.

The mage leaned on the back of the chair, let out a sigh of relief, and pressed his temples: "My brain is numb from sleep."

Jiang Zhaonian thought to himself, it would be great if he really got stuck...

Then, he saw the mage lifted the handle of the teacup.

Out of the teacup, only the handle of a piece of broken porcelain was taken.

When the tea met the gap, it gushed out in an instant, and soon covered the entire plate, and the spilled water was everywhere on the dining table.

Jiang Zhaonian covered his eyes in despair.

Mage: ...

He looked down at the mess in front of him, his mind was still a little dull after just waking up.

The water flowed slowly, drop by drop, falling off the table.

Only then did the mage react.

He cast a spell to evaporate the water, put down the handle of his lonely cup, and looked at the guilty Jiang Zhaonian: "...what's going on?"

"It's like this..." Jiang Zhaonian slowly squeezed out an explanation, he wished he could delay for a while, and delay for a while, until the mage didn't bother to ask about it, "I had some friendly conversations with the distinguished little hacker. Communication. That is, there may have been a little misunderstanding... Anyway, that's it in the end. And the sofa and the kitchen... I messed it up, sorry."

He moved his feet, retracted tightly in front of him, and buried his head deeply.

The mage let out a breath and closed his eyes.He frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose, and finally waved his hands and got up from the table: "Forget it, let's go to the studio to prepare."

Jiang Zhaonian was a little surprised that Mr. Master actually let go of the mess that had been destroyed in his home.

He hurriedly stood up: "You should eat something first, I have cooked the soup and baked the cakes. Leave the preparations to me, uh... Don't worry, such an accident will definitely not happen this time... "

While talking, Jiang Zhaonian felt guilty again, and his voice couldn't help but weakened a bit.

The mage agreed to his arrangement without saying anything.

……

The furniture was replaced with new ones, the mess was cleaned up with magic by the mage, and everything was restored as before, as if nothing had happened.

And the mage said that he didn't care about it, so he never mentioned those things to Jiang Zhaonian again.

Jiang Zhaonian breathed a sigh of relief and felt even more embarrassed, but at the same time, he couldn't help becoming more curious about the mage.

What does the mage really care about, and what doesn't he care about?

His happiness and anger always change randomly, which makes people unable to understand the rules. Sometimes even for the same thing, the mage will show two attitudes at different times.

What kind of perspective is he looking at many things in life?

Jiang Zhaonian can't figure him out, this enigmatic feeling sometimes becomes a barrier between people, but at other times it is completely opposite, it becomes the beginning of temptation and closeness.

Especially when Jiang Zhao came to this brand new world at the beginning of the year, he was tied to his side by the mage.

It can be said that his cognition of this new world has been established around the mage until now.

He is such a unique and meaningful existence.

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Since the master woke up, Jiang Zhaonian began to take care of the master's daily life.

It's not just out of a compensatory mentality to make other people's houses like that, Jiang Zhaonian himself lived this kind of life regardless of day and night before, but after his sudden death, he traveled to this place, which left him with a psychological shadow.

From the day he found out the true working status of the mage, Jiang Zhaonian felt that it would not be possible to continue like this.

But Jiang Zhaonian has experienced it himself, he is very clear about the mentality of those who commit suicide.

Don't expect them to change after reasoning with them. Only those who live with them can influence him, remind him, and use coercive means when necessary, so that they can work and rest on time and live a regular life like this.

Therefore, while Jiang Zhaonian takes care of the mage's food and daily life, he will also forcefully ask him to stop working.

If the mage doesn't listen, Jiang Zhaonian will kidnap his treasured material and threaten the mage to go to rest quickly.At this time, the mage would frown and say dissatisfiedly: "The wings are hard, you dare to threaten me?" Or bitterly said: "I shouldn't have let you into my studio!"

And Jiang Zhaonian would say: "It doesn't matter what you say now, are you going to sleep or not?"

Every time it ends with the mage's compromise.

Of course, he won't admit it verbally.He just stared at Jiang Zhaonian with a cold face and squinted his eyes. After a while, he either sneered sarcastically, or snorted coldly pretending to be disdainful. Calm and indifferent, as if he just slammed the door and left.

……

This kind of life seems to be not bad?

The life of putting out clothes and opening hands and opening mouths corrodes people's minds, and the mage gradually adapts to Jiang Zhaonian's life rhythm.

This morning, as always, he tidied himself up refreshed, sat down at the dining table spontaneously, raised his head and looked in the direction of the kitchen, waiting for Jiang Zhaonian to feed him.

However, during a gap in a daze, the mage suddenly realized that this series of actions of his was terrifyingly proficient, and it had almost become a habit.

His gaze couldn't help but gather together, and fell on the intersection of the patterns on the tablecloth.

The mage thought for a while, his relaxed and comfortable expression gradually disappeared, and his expression gradually turned cold.

He got up from the dining table, went into the kitchen and casually took a piece of dry and cold scone, leaving behind a faint sentence: "You can eat it yourself." He turned and walked out of the kitchen door.

Jiang Zhaonian, who was busy with his work, was stunned for a moment, and seeing his back leave, he suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly picked up a bottle of fresh milk for today: "Then why don't you drink some milk, how about just eating dry noodles? "

The mage didn't speak, and didn't look back, just gnawed on the bread and walked towards... the attic?

Jiang Zhaonian looked at the master's back, a little dazed.

What's the matter today, you don't go to the studio?

The mage gnawed very casually, almost choked in.By the time we got to the attic, the bread had already been eaten.

He took out a key from his pocket and opened the small door that had been locked all along.

Because of the angle, it is difficult to see the situation behind the door downstairs.

The mage's figure disappeared into the chaotic light coming in from the attic.

There it became the locked, mysterious little door again.

Jiang Zhaonian gradually frowned, revealing a puzzled expression.

……

At first, Jiang Zhaonian just thought that something happened that day, the mage was in a bad mood,

But that day was just the beginning, after that, the mage kept getting weird.

The mage went up to the attic two more times before he didn't go again. He still spent all day in the studio as before.

It's not like day and night like before.

The mage no longer needs Jiang Zhaonian's supervision and urging, so he can maintain a regular schedule, and he no longer refuses to have dinner with Jiang Zhaonian like that day.

Jiang Zhaonian can still enter his studio as before and act as an assistant by his side.

But...the distance is no longer as close as before.

Everything seemed to be back to the beginning, not even as good as when they first met.All communication and interaction have become so cold and alienated.

Jiang Zhaonian was secretly aggrieved, not knowing what he did wrong.But the mage's attitude towards him was impeccable, leaving no point of entry for people to question him.

Jiang Zhaonian couldn't bear the state of being a resentful woman like himself, and he almost had to get used to the mage's attitude again.

But at this time, things took a new turning point.

The opportunity was Xiao Hei's inexplicable disappearance that day.

Even in snowy days, Xiao Hei would often sneak out of the mage's small courtyard, disappear for a while, and then sneak back quietly, shamelessly pretending nothing happened, and continued to seek shelter.

In addition, Xiao Hei seldom appeared in front of him to harass him recently, so at the beginning, Jiang Zhaonian didn't pay attention to the fact that it disappeared again.

Of course, if he noticed it, he would be happy to hear it.

But when Jiang Zhaonian was tidying up the living room alone, he suddenly heard a meowing sound, accompanied by the sound of claws scratching the wooden boards, he was in a hurry.

Jiang Zhaonian froze for a moment, turned his ear to listen carefully, and finally confirmed.

This voice... seems to be coming from upstairs?

Jiang Zhaonian held his breath nervously, he seemed to hear the bewitching voice of "that secret" in his ear.

Come and see me?Just open this door... This is a good opportunity, aboveboard, even if the mage finds out, there is a perfect excuse ready.

……go?

Jiang Zhaonian looked in the direction of the attic and unconsciously clenched the broom in his hand.