After the leader of He Sen

Mori Ogai put himself in a black box, the size and shape of which was exactly the same as the box that contained Lixiang.

Organs began to fail and disappear, almost reaching the limit, and the body at this moment was not much heavier than an empty human skeleton.

Could curl up into this box without even breaking a limb.He held a white rose between his bare finger bones. The freshly picked rose exudes a fresh fragrance, but without nutrients and water, it will soon wither like him.

Both the tongue and the vocal cords have disappeared, and he can't speak now. He wants to move his lips and teeth, but he can only make the sound of teeth clicking.

This white rose will be the only "living thing" to witness his death.

The skeleton obviously has no eyes but can still "see" the surrounding scenery. Is it because he is not completely dead so the feeling has not completely disappeared?The field of vision was plunged into darkness, and the box was fastened tightly.

He suddenly remembered that Lixiang had also died slowly in such a thick despair, dragged by sorrow.

Hearing the sound of water, the water splashed against the outer wall of the box gently, and the box began to drift forward slowly depending on its tenderness.

At the end is Mei's [Eye of Time and Space].

The wine-red eyes were just open, without revealing any emotion, and the reflection on the sea reflected a streak of blood red.

There should be a black mourning song in my ears, a sad long tune.Let this [Eye of Time and Space] devour this black box and swallow his death.

"Lixiang, I'm sorry."

*

I stayed carefully in Gojo Satoru's bedroom and waited.He didn't dare to run around, and he didn't dare to flip through the things in his room at will.

The window was facing the sun, and a large amount of sunlight poured in. I stood on the floor with bare feet, watching my not-so-tall body being drawn into a slender black shadow.Bored to the point of playing games with my own shadow, I put my right foot into the sun, warmly kissed my fingernails, and then began to dance happily on them.

I waited and waited like a golden retriever waiting for its owner to hunt and return home, until the sun went down, until the cicadas were too tired to scream, and until the bedroom lights were forced to turn on.

I was finally waited back.

Not only Wujo Goji came back, but also his little partner, the relationship between the two is really good.

The door was opened, and two tall boys squeezed in front of the door. I quickly stood up and went up to him: "Mr. Gojo, I finally waited for you back."

Their expressions were stiff and petrified.

"You, you, you—did you make a deal with the witch? Why did the tail turn into a leg!"

It seems that I have watched "The Daughter of the Sea" a lot.

When you are a mermaid, you can only look up at his face, but if you become a human, you can only look up at him from the bottom up.What did you eat to grow up? Can a 16-year-old child grow so tall?

Gojo Satoru held my face and forced me to look up. "Even the shape of the pupils of the eyes has changed, what about the ears? Let me see the ears!"

The hair was pulled aside, and the ears were pinched. "The pinnae have become rounder, and they are no longer as pointed as before."

Xia Youjie grabbed my hand, "The webs between the fingers also disappeared, they are completely ordinary human fingers."

I turned into a ball of wool, rubbed back and forth by big silver-haired cats and black-skinned cats.

"It's been said that I'm human, what's so surprising about it?"

"Why are you wearing Wu's clothes?" Xia Youjie finally shifted his focus from the changes in my body to the clothes.

"Yeah, why are you wearing my clothes?"

I explained half guilty and half calmly: "Isn't this obvious? I don't have any clothes in human form, so I can only find two clothes to wear in the bedroom. I will wash them for you afterward."

"If you've worn them all, just dress them well for me. Who needs your worn clothes." Wujo Satoru disdainfully said, "I don't only have these two."

"Then... thank you." I touched the swirl buttons on my uniform.

25 yuan a shirt! !My heart is far less peaceful than it appears.

"Little, like a small animal! Soft, like!" Gojo Satoru lifted me up, like the classic lift in The Lion King.

"I'm 1.6 meters three! Not too small!" It's just that you are too big.

The bottom of the shirt was fluffy, and I didn't feel very good, "Mr. Gojo put me down, I'm not wearing anything inside!"

I feel that I am not easy to lose my temper, and my mood swings are not too big, but I have only spent two days with the young Gojo Satoru, and the exclamation points I used have almost caught up with my life.

With a dry oh, he put me back where I was.

I pulled the shirt down and flattened the part of the fabric that shrunk up, "Can you find me some clothes for girls? There are also underwear and underwear..."

There is no room for shyness, if you don't talk to them directly, the difficulty of communication will only increase exponentially.

"I asked Nitzi to come over yesterday to ask her to help buy girls' underwear. I somehow forgot about it." Xia Youjie's little bangs on the upper left of his forehead also accompanied him in meditation.

There is no need to meditate. In my opinion, it is just a trick to make me too happy to think about such crucial things.

In the end, it was up to me to report the size of my clothes so that the maids of Wujo's family could help buy clothes... dresses in the evening.

Probably considering the season, there are no long clothes and trousers, and all small skirts.

It's been a long time since I've worn a skirt, especially since I disabled my left leg.The time for the regrowth of the severed limb coincided with winter, and I hadn't had time to say goodbye to my thick coral fleece pajamas, and naturally I hadn't had time to say goodbye to my summer clothes.

Gojo Satoru thought I was having trouble which one to choose, so he kindly offered a suggestion: "Why are you hesitating, wearing this light blue one, isn't it the same color as your scales? It won't be difficult to see."

I was going to wear this one too, so I picked up the one he said without any objection and went to the bathroom to change it.

Afterwards, the three sat together in Gojo Satoru's bedroom and ate ice cream.

The shoulder straps of the light blue suspender dress are very thin, not much thicker than shoelaces, and two bows are tied symmetrically on the left and right sides.

"Your skirt is not very safe. If someone unties your two bows on purpose, the skirt will fall off." Gojo Satoru poked the bow on my left shoulder with a long strip of popsicle that had not been opened, and it was cold. The wrapping paper and my shoulder came in close contact, simmering droplets of condensation.

I think boys have a lot of misunderstandings about this type of skirt, "It's just a thread tied with a bow here for decoration, not the strap of the suspenders tied here with a bow."

Going around and still not making it clear, the hand fell on the edge of the bow's wings and gently pulled it, and the tangible butterfly was molded into a prototype and turned into a light blue thread, which was separated from the skirt.

"Look, it's just decoration."

Xia Youjie stretched out his hand and pulled the butterfly off my right shoulder, muttering to himself, "It's so."

"Do you want to restore you to a butterfly?" He took the thread and tried to tie it back through the shoulder strap for me.

I was eating the milk-flavored sorbet in my hand, "No, just take it out, I already have butterflies on my chest, I don't need so many butterflies."

"Hey, it's flapping its wings." Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and looked at the butterfly mantra on my left chest, "Are you happy?"

"I think so." The frequency is not high, there is no panic, just a simple and positive response.

Mantra spirits also have their own little emotions.

The ice cream Xia Youjie ate was chocolate-flavored, the same color as his eyes, and the same color as the studs on his earlobes.

"What are you looking at?" He touched his earlobe and asked me, "Do you want to get your ears pierced?"

"No, Mr. Xia You's earlobe is so thick, like a Buddha statue in a temple." The eyebrows and eyes are both slender, as long as you don't quarrel or fight with Gojo Satoru childishly, your gentle expression will be closer Characteristics of Buddha statues.

"What a strange point of attention." He continued to eat the ice cream in his hand, "Lixiang has become a human being now, and she can no longer be kept in the bathtub. Where will she sleep at night? It's not very convenient here, do you want to go with her?" Shall I go back to the college together? The dormitory next to me is empty."

"What's the inconvenience of so many empty rooms?" Gojo Satoru said, pressing his elbow directly on top of my head.

"It's so heavy, I'll shorten my height by doing this, Mr. Gojo, quickly move your hands away." My neck has shrunk a little because of the added weight on the top of my head.

"I'm already short, so what's the point of being a little shorter?" Gojo Satoru not only didn't restrain his strength, but pressed down even harder.

"Wu, she's going to shrink into a dwarf, you're about the same."

Remarkably tall, truly remarkably tall.

I was under the eaves and had to lower my head. I rubbed the top of my aching head and slowly melted the sorbet I bit into my mouth.

"Are you angry?" Xia Youjie looked at me silently and asked tentatively.

"No." The sorbet has a strong milky taste and is very fragrant.

"Although when you are bullied, you will want to bully more if you are resisted, but if you rub it like this and there is no response, it will make your teeth itch even more." Xia Youjie put his hand on my hair, not lightly. Instead of touching them lightly, they deliberately made a mess with a mischievous mentality.

My image instantly changed from a dwarf to a mad woman.

"That's right, recently I also have that itchy tooth socket feeling, I always want to bite something." After that, Gojo Satoru took a big bite of the sorbet, which was milky like me.The teeth are really good, and I don’t feel too cold to panic.

I was about to answer the conversation, if the teeth really itched badly, it would be best to go to the dentist, Gojo Satoru, who wanted to eat a big mouthful of ice cream, directly squeezed my wrist, and smacked on the back of my hand.

His lips and teeth were as cold as sorbet, and the strength of his mouth was not a joke to pretend to bite, but a real hard mouth.

The pain was so bad I could barely hold the sorbet in my hand.

"What are you doing! What are you doing! Let go!" I pushed his face with my other hand, and suddenly I felt like a wild hunter fighting a snow leopard.

Gojo Satoru didn't let go, those sapphire-like eyes raised up, there was a magnificent smile inside, and he even ground his teeth up and down.

Slowly let go.

A deep tooth mark was left on the back of my poor hand, not to the extent of bleeding, but it was almost there, very serious bruising.

"You——you—" I considered the words to swear, and I couldn't use words that were too dirty, "Dog! Wu puppy! Little Wu dog!"

"Hahahaha, you're laughing so hard, can you scold me a little more?" He shamelessly leaned over to look at the wound on the back of his hand, "I didn't even use much force, it was about to bleed."

"In the situation just now, it is more effective to hit Wu's face directly." Xia Youjie leisurely guided my actions just now, "It's useless to gently push and push, but if you really want to beat Wu's face, Wu A light block can slap your hand away, or it might break."

What is the analytical value of this?

I blew on the wound on the back of my hand and said bitterly: "Go to the store and buy some teething biscuits for puppies to grind your teeth well."

"Wow, it's so fierce, so imposing, I'm so scared." Wujo Satoru was out of shape, and handed over the unopened popsicle, "Sorry, I bit it before I couldn't help it, use this ice to compress the wound, I will Go find medicine and rub it on you."

I took it angrily and stuck it on the wound. Looking back on my words and deeds just now, I felt that I was too narrow-minded. I am an adult, an adult, and I can't care about children.

"Wu, don't look for it anymore, use the ointment that Nitzi gave me before, I still have it with me." Xia Youjie took out the familiar mini ointment.

"Thank you."

His outstretched palms are like snow fields for trapping, and the ointment is bait to lure the birds.Just as I was about to get the ointment, he grabbed my hand, "I'll help you apply the ointment."

"Need not."

"You're welcome." He unscrewed the ointment on his own.

I:……

"How is the injury on the tail?" Gojo Satoru knelt on the cushion and watched his little friend help me apply the medicine, and suddenly became concerned about the wound on my tail.

"It's healed, with a small scar." The wound on the tail moved to the ankle after I took human form.

Gojo Satoru showed a disappointed expression.

I:?

Did I do something bad?Why does he hate the way I look.

It's even more powerful when sleeping at night. The Wutiao family's house is so big, and they don't expect any extravagant treatment, as long as they have a place to sleep.

But it never occurred to me that he would let me sleep in the closet in his bedroom.

"Am I Doraemon?" I thought speechlessly when I crawled into the closet with my soft pillow in my arms.

When I really lay down and waited for the drowsiness to ferment, I found that the vacated wardrobe was not as bad as I imagined, at least the space was spacious, and the smell of clean clothes still remained inside.

Not long after, drowsiness began to surge, and when the eyelids were about to be completely pulled down to cover the scene in front of him, Gojo Satoru's voice came through the cabinet door: "Are you asleep?"

I rubbed my eyes, "No, what's the matter?"

"Does your hand still hurt?" His voice was a little awkward.

It seems that he is not a childish troublemaker at all, and he still cares about people. I was slightly relieved, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

At first I thought he was showing concern for people, but after an hour, I realized I was wrong.

Whenever I was about to fall asleep, Gojo Satoru would call me, and then repeat what I said just now, and after this happened two or three times, I finally couldn't help asking: "Mr. Gojo, are you teasing me? "

He avoided answering my question, "I really fell asleep this time."

His voice was muffled, as if he was holding back a laugh.

Why is this person so childish?

When his childish prank was over, I finally fell asleep.But this time I didn't sleep well, I had a very bad dream.

The nightmares in the past were all related to my parents and bad memories.But this time the dream was a little strange.

The big black box drifted along the water, which was blood red.What is in the box?

The screen flickered, as if someone was turning on and off the lights.It's blurry and can't be seen clearly.

White roses and human skeletons seemed to flash before my eyes.