The day when I was forcibly bound by an NPC

Xiao Hei's voice gradually became irritable, Jiang Zhaonian took a deep breath, he looked towards the door, Mr. Master was still in the studio.

and so……

There was a lock on the door anyway, I just went to make sure the cat was inside.

Thinking so, Jiang Zhaonian stepped up the stairs leading to the attic step by step.

The closer you are to the attic, the clearer the sound will be heard.

Jiang Zhaonian stopped in front of the door, gently put his hand on the doorknob, and turned it slightly.

The door was locked, and the mage kept his secret quite strictly.

Jiang Zhaonian stopped his movements, put his ear on the door and listened.

He knelt down slowly, held the door with his fingertips, and said softly, "Xiao Hei, are you inside?"

His eyes fell on the extremely narrow door crack below, and his thoughts surged.

"what are you doing?"

The cold voice suddenly sounded, Jiang Zhaonian was startled, turned around, and saw the mage standing at the door of the house, looking up at him.

He was against the light, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Zhaonian's heart was beating fast, and he immediately stood up from the ground holding the broom: "I'll come and see if Xiao Hei is inside."

The mage walked up step by step: "This is not where you should come."

"I just heard..."

"You must have heard the nonsense of those idiots," the mage said first, "Whether you believe those idiots or not, but I advise you, do your own thing well and leave the rest alone."

Jiang Zhaonian knew that he should have apologized in silence, and then left without mentioning the matter, and no longer curious about the attic, just like the mage hoped, to stay quietly until the end of winter and the arrival of spring, and we will be in peace again leave without incident.

But I don't know what kind of force is churning in his body, stirring up his heart.

He didn't want to put up with that emotion any longer.

Jiang Zhaonian pursed his lower lip restrainedly, but still couldn't suppress the nameless fire.He glared: "You can't talk well? You just don't want me to go in. I don't want to do anything. If it weren't for that stinky cat being trapped inside, who would care to come up! Who wants to pursue your little secret? of."

Then I added in a low voice in my heart, no, actually I think...

The mage let out a breath, and slowly frowned: "What's your attitude?"

Jiang Zhaonian simply put his broom on the ground: "What's my attitude? Is my attitude not good enough? I've memorized the books you asked me to memorize seriously, and I've worked hard to do what you asked me to do. I also took the initiative to do the work that I was asked to do. Could it be that I am not qualified enough to be a "slave"? It's fine to say sarcasm, but now I have to teach me for no reason. I understand it. It's all because my hands are too long and I do too much. The 'nosy' that gets in the way of 'you' is annoying, isn't it?"

Xiao Hei heard their familiar voice at the other end of the door, so anxious that the rhythm of scratching the door accelerated again, almost planing the door out of wood.

Too bad no one is paying attention to it now.

The mage was forced out of laughter by Jiang Zhaonian's anger: "You are capable? You are very capable. I asked you to find the materials, but you haven't found all the materials until now. It's very good to quarrel with me. I think You don't have the self-consciousness of a slave, you wish you could be my uncle!"

"If you want to talk about this, I have something to say. It's not that you don't let me go out?!" Jiang Zhaonian kicked on the stair banister angrily, looked up and glared at him, "You think I'm slow, but you should fix you The ice sculpture, it has been sitting there for many days, and it has grown into the wall. Have you paid attention to it? You are urging me to urge me to be as real as it is. It’s amazing that you can fix it, and fix it now. I can’t finish it. The task, just do what you want, no matter what punishment and lesson I, a meddlesome slave, receive, isn't it just what you want?"

Jiang Zhaonian spoke so fast and fired so fiercely that the mage's expression went blank for a moment, unable to keep up with his rhythm in time.

And Jiang Zhaonian recalled it as he talked.

That's right, when he announced the task, he said it was serious, and he must hand in the materials before the time limit, otherwise it seems like something terrible will happen.

The problem is that after putting down the cruel words, the ice sculpture was left there and ignored.

The time limit never came.

Jiang Zhaonian showed a suspicious expression.

The quiet exhortation, the awkward praise, the anger that was trying to hide... The details of the day before yesterday resurfaced in memory, and even the days of the "Cold War" can be traced if you think about it carefully.

Xiao Hei disappeared from his eyes, thinking about it carefully, there are mage's movements in it.He was consciously helping them both avoid conflict.

Jiang Zhaonian suddenly felt that he had caught the mage's weakness.

He couldn't help turning his head, raised his chin slightly, and looked at the mage with a bit of aggressive pride in his eyes: "Tell me, why don't you repair your ice sculptures, don't you think the majestic magic mage still lacks some materials? Is it? Hey, if you let other people meddle in their own business, you must be a person who seldom meddles in other people's business. You said that your repair of your props has nothing to do with my completion of the task, huh?"

The mage was unprepared, and after Jiang Zhaonian finished speaking, he really showed a look of embarrassment.

He opened his mouth, not knowing where to start.

But after hesitating for a moment, the mage's expression returned to calmness and distance: "You are really self-indulgent. I can practice whenever I want. What does it have to do with a slave?"

Jiang Zhaonian's thoughts were still drifting in his memory, and he quickly captured another detail that had been forgotten: the bottle of milk that cast a shadow on him in the first place.

At that time, I was so uncomfortable that I didn't take this point too seriously.But thinking about it now, how could it be just right, no more and no less, that bottle of milk completely replenished his physical strength and life?

Jiang Zhaonian took advantage of the victory and pursued, speaking quickly: "Then you don't care whether your slave drinks milk, whether he has physical strength, whether he will die outside or not?"

The mage said angrily, "Who cares if you drink it or not? It's because I don't like milk!"

After finishing speaking, he felt that the elementary school student's reason was not convincing, so the mage turned his head and closed his eyes in annoyance.

When he turned around again, he had regained his composure, and repeated it in a serious tone, as if he could emphasize that what he said was absolutely not false: "I mean it, I hate milk. Otherwise, why do you think I gave it to you?" you this?"

"As for the others, heh." The mage twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly, "As a slave, stop being sentimental, otherwise the master will be very troubled."

Jiang Zhaonian didn't know whether what the mage said about the milk was the truth, but that was not important anymore.

through contemplation.Jiang Zhaonian has gradually sobered up from his emotions.He didn't want to continue standing here stupidly, and quarreled like this childish elementary school student to the accompaniment of Xiao Hei scratching the door.

Jiang Zhaonian picked up the broom that fell on the ground, slapped it on the ground and rubbed it, and combed the messy broom hair: "Okay, since the slave owner who never meddles is so troublesome, I won't be annoying in front of him." Now, let’s go and get rid of the unfinished work that has caused the slave owner to worry about it until now. There are only ten frost flowers and twenty void ghosts, right? Look, I can always remember clearly.”

The mage was silent, pursing his lips heavily, straightened his neck and watched Jiang Zhaonian's figure leave.

Xiao Hei's meowing gradually became hoarse, but he turned a deaf ear to it and stared at Jiang Zhaonian's back dissatisfied.

Finally, when Jiang Zhaonian was about to leave the house, the mage followed angrily.

He grabbed Jiang Zhaonian's wrist, and said in a hurry: "I think I said that you are not allowed to go out in snowy weather."

Jiang Zhaonian stopped, looked back at him, and didn't speak.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally, the mage compromised first.He slightly lowered his voice, fixed his eyes on Jiang Zhaonian, and eased his tone: "You are not allowed to go out."

Jiang Zhaonian wanted to snort coldly, but as soon as he got up, even the last bit of temper completely dissipated.

So he just pulled away the mage's hand slightly, relaxed his tense body, and said, "As you wish."

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