The spacious hall was crowded with people. The wizards were all wearing straight black robes and pointed wizard hats, while the witches were showing off, wearing gorgeous long dresses of various colors.
This is a dance.
The branches of mistletoe poked out from the corner of the wall, densely covering the entire ceiling, but what grew between the branches and leaves were not its yellow flowers or pearl-like fruits, but strings of purple-red flowers that looked like an inverted pyramid. Zheng Qingyang
He raised his head and looked at the layers of crystal petals. After careful observation for a long time, he recognized that it was lupine, which is also commonly known as lupine. But he didn't know why this kind of grass appeared on the branches of mistletoe.
Elegant and brisk music came to my ears, and milky white mist rolled under my feet. The cold moonlight fell from nowhere. After being diffused by the mist, it became hazy, making the shadows of the guests intertwined and twisted, accompanied by the sound of kicking.
The sound of dancing steps creates a strange and bizarre atmosphere.
"...Graduating early is good for you, me, and Dongdong."
Su Shijun's voice gradually appeared clearly in Zheng Qing's ears from far away. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was holding the witch's hand and spinning. The two danced under the mistletoe.
Without glasses, her charming face looked even whiter under the cold moonlight. She didn't seem to notice the wizard's absence a moment ago, and still said to herself:
"...Since Dongdong was born, she has lacked enough love from her family. I am too busy with work, and you have to concentrate on your studies...it is almost like letting go...It didn't matter if she was young at first, but seeing that she has already...
She has lost the ability to go out on the streets alone, and it will not work if she continues like this... If you graduate early, you will have more time to take care of her..."
"But Dongdong is less than two years old now!" Zheng Qing didn't know where the courage came from, and finally said what he had been struggling with for a long time: "Wouldn't it be better to let her grow up freely and happily?"
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"The joy of childhood is at the expense of longer-lasting sorrow when you grow up." The witch looked at him sternly, as if she wanted to say something more, but the dance music in her ears suddenly became urgent.
The short music was intertwined with the fierce drumbeats, making the entire dance scene restless. Zheng Qing looked around and found that everyone's dance steps seemed to have pressed the fast forward button. The wide skirts of the witches were fluttering like butterfly wings.
The wizards were like bees doing the eight-figure dance, spinning rapidly around the witch. In the noise, Su Shijun's voice became a little intermittent: "...today's...hard work...when I grow up...
If it doesn’t matter to you…”
"...It doesn't matter to you..."
"...it doesn't matter..."
The music suddenly stopped, and the witch's voice in his ears suddenly became much cooler. The wizard couldn't help but shudder, and he looked intently, and he didn't know when the witch dancing with him turned into Jiang Yu.
"It doesn't matter!"
She stared at the boy expressionlessly, raising her head and chest, her eyes were proud and full of contempt: "It doesn't matter where I move! The place where I live is the main house... I will not run away... Why are you running away? The end point of running away.
It’s not paradise.”
"Ah! You actually danced with other witches behind the Senator's back!" A female voice screamed in my ears, her voice full of disbelief and anger.
The entire dance floor paused because of the scream.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at the wizard.
Snapped!
The light disappeared, leaving only a dim mottled light spot covering the boy's body. There was a rustling sound of chanting a curse in the darkness, as if thousands of insects were crawling towards him. Zheng Qing touched his waist in horror.
Instead of pulling out the rune gun, he pulled out a huge tentacle of Sticky Lake. The suction cups all over the tentacle slowly squirmed, revealing rows of sharp teeth. At the top of the tentacle, there was a distinct black and white
His eyes opened with a bang and he stared at the boy who was already dumbfounded.
Zheng Qing clearly saw that what was reflected in his eyes was not his own appearance, but a long and narrow crow face.
call!
He opened his eyes amidst his screams, sat up straight, and looked around in fear. Then the confusion in his eyes slowly disappeared, and his consciousness gradually regained consciousness.
There is no such thing as witches and balls.
There are no tentacles with sharp teeth and eyes.
No more crows.
At this time, he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, supervising Poseidon's study.
The sunshine outside the window is just right, and the colorful flowers in the small garden are in full bloom. You can vaguely hear the shrill laughter of the elves among the flowers and the happy conversations of the fox maids.
The wizard touched his forehead with concern and felt the cold sweat on his hands.
Fortunately, okay, it was just an ordinary nightmare. The head of the nightmare doll in his trouser pocket was still hanging around his neck. It looked like no one was trying to suppress him just now, it was purely because he was scaring himself.
"Did you do something bad in your dream?" A sinister voice suddenly sounded in the wizard's ears, clenching his newly calmed heart into a ball again.
Zheng Qing turned around and realized that it was Su Ya holding the rag. She should have been wiping the tables and chairs before, but she didn't know how long she had been standing next to him.
The clenched heart reopened, contracted, beat, pumped out fresh plasma, and repainted his newly pale face back to a normal color.
"It's none of your business!" the wizard breathed out, and while he was embarrassed, he spoke indiscriminately.
Su Ya leaned forward with a swish, her face almost touching the tip of Zheng Qing's nose. She sneered and whispered in a very low voice: "I don't care if you dreamed that you stepped on it when you were sleeping.
A steaming pile of edamame poop, I'm just warning you not to make the lady angry! Otherwise, what I hold in my hand next time won't be a rag!"
She stretched out the clean rag in her hand threateningly.
Zheng Qing was stunned, then reached out to pick up the little fox girl by her collar, stood up, and threw her out of the living room.
"Go wipe the stairwell floor!" He ordered as the owner of Qingqiu Mansion, and at the same time carefully looked at several rooms outside the hall.
Very good, the houses are still there.
Witches still have a sense of proportion after all.
Qingqiu Mansion did not suffer disaster in the festive and peaceful New Year atmosphere, and Poseidon also avoided the tragic fate of being forced to live on the streets during the New Year.
The whole world is so quiet and peaceful.
You can definitely write a sentence in today's diary: Nothing happened today.
Zheng Qing thought like this, tiptoed and sneaked back to the living room. On the way, he poked Poseidon awake from his nap on the math homework book and reminded him: "Watch your saliva! ... It's really worse than edamame!"
Meow!
The dog that heard the call came out from the foot of the table and circled happily around the wizard's feet. Not far above it, the little fox raised its head in confusion, wiped the saliva from the corner of its mouth, and then changed
He got into a position and lay down to sleep again.
This chapter has been completed!