Under the bright light, Jiang Qiao was sitting on the bed and studying this magic carefully.
As before, Jiang Qiao needed to use the power of the magic circle and communicate with the elemental spirits before he could cast it.
The magic circle can be drawn anywhere, and the intensity and duration of the spell completely depend on the completion of the magic circle.
For Jiang Qiao, it is almost impossible to arrange a super large magic circle somewhere near the school.
Therefore, he still chose to draw the magic circle on his wrist.
Trading magic duration for convenience may be a good choice.
Compared to drawing a magic circle on the ground, drawing it on the wrist is more complex and difficult to handle.
But fortunately, he already has relevant experience.
After working on it for about half an hour, he had completed the drawing work.
Next, you have to find an opportunity to experiment and become familiar with this magic.
Jiang Qiao stretched himself, it was already getting late.
I looked at the clock, it was exactly half past midnight. I have to go to school tomorrow.
Ever since he came into contact with magic, his routine has been completely disrupted.
Although he is still young and nourished by magical elements, he still feels tired sometimes.
Jiang Qiao put on a pair of slippers and prepared to go to the toilet.
In order not to disturb Cheng Ruoxi, he gently opened the door.
The living room seemed even quieter under the moonlight. Apart from a few rustling leaves drifting into the room, there was no other sound.
The same goes for the bedroom opposite.
After using the toilet, Jiang Qiao stood at the door of the bedroom for a while before preparing to go back to his room.
At this time, the bedroom door suddenly opened.
"Sister Xi... why aren't you asleep yet?" Jiang Qiao looked at the other party, it was already midnight.
Don't you have to go to school tomorrow?
"Jiang Qiao..." Cheng Ruoxi's hair was a little messy, and the faint dark circles under her eyes made her look obviously tired, but her eyes were bright and bright.
"I can't sleep t﹏t!" Cheng Ruoxi wanted to cry but had no tears.
Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
"Sister Xi..." He scratched his head and asked, "Could it be the pot of that cup of milk tea?"
"That must be it." Cheng Ruoxi also figured it out, and her expression quickly returned to normal.
"Go to bed quickly, otherwise you won't be able to make it to class tomorrow." She said as she went back to her room.
"Then what should you do?" Jiang Qiao asked.
"I'm fine. If I can't sleep, I'll stay up all night studying questions. When I'm tired, I'll lie down for a while. I'm a high school student." Cheng Ruoxi pretended to be relaxed.
Jiang Qiao thought about it and came up with an idea: "Hey, Sister Xi, that's just right. I can't sleep either."
"You can't sleep either?" Cheng Ruoxi's eyes were full of doubt.
"Yeah, it's almost one o'clock, why should I be here if I can fall asleep?"
"Yes..." Cheng Ruoxi nodded.
"So, how about you bring your homework to the living room and we'll do it together... stay up all night to brush up on the questions?" Jiang Qiao was persuasive.
"Are you okay? Let's talk about it first, I'm not asking you to stay up with me."
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In the second half of the night, it was already quiet outside, and even the neon lights fell into a deep sleep along with the city.
In the alley, only one house still had a faint light on it.
Jiang Qiao and Cheng Ruoxi were each wrapped in quilts and occupying half of the sofa.
Crayon Shin-chan was playing quietly on the TV, and Cheng Ruoxi watched happily, giggling from time to time.
"Jiang Qiao, go to bed quickly. If you don't sleep, you won't have a chance?" Cheng Ruoxi glanced at the sleepy Jiang Qiao next to him in his busy schedule.
He yawned several times in succession, his eyes opened and closed, and he lay on the sofa like a man about to be buried.
"Well... why are you sleeping... watching TV, watching TV."
"Jiang Qiao, this seems to be the first time we have done this, right? Watching TV all night." Cheng Ruoxi said softly:
"I still remember when I was little, my grandma would urge us to go to bed, and you would always watch TV reluctantly, wanting to finish watching the last episode of the animation."
"But one time, grandma caught you secretly getting up to watch TV in the middle of the night... Hahaha, do you know how funny you look like that? You look like a degenerate!"
Cheng Ruoxi's eyes were full of light: "I really hope I can go back to the past. There will be no homework to finish, no worries, and too much pain to remember..."
"Jiangqiao, Jiangqiao?"
She looked to the side and saw Jiang Qiao, who was wrapped tightly in quilt, leaning on the sofa and falling asleep.
"What a...pig!" Cheng Ruoxi's eyebrows curved and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She gently turned off the TV and lay back on the sofa.
Jiang Qiao's sofa is long and wide, and there is no problem sleeping two people on it.
Cheng Ruoxi just stared in the dark night with her eyes wide open, her thoughts wandering until dawn.
...
"Jiangqiao, Jiangqiao!"
Jiang Qiao heard someone calling him and opened his eyes, which were still dazed. The room was dark, and a dim light could be seen through the window.
Cheng Ruoxi was already wearing her school uniform and neatly dressed, standing in front of the sofa and calling him.
Jiang Qiao turned on his phone and saw that it was half past five.
"Sister Xi, please spare me... why are you up so early? The subway station hasn't even opened yet." Jiang Qiao was so sleepy that he couldn't speak clearly.
"Oh, Jiang Qiao, let's get up and watch the sunrise. Look, the sun is almost rising." Cheng Ruoxi shook Jiang Qiao's shoulders, her eyes full of excitement, not like a night-time person.
Logically speaking, people who don't sleep all night will not be in good condition. Even Jiang Qiao, who had slept for most of the night, felt that his whole body was full of oil.
But Cheng Ruoxi's mental state and skin are still plump and flawless.
Jiang Qiao was amazed at this. He also changed into his school uniform and cooked four eggs, two for each of them.
Then, while it was still early and the sunrise had not yet started, Jiang Qiao took Cheng Ruoxi to the roof of his house.
From the gaps between high-rise buildings in the distance, you can just see the sunrise in the east.
In the alley, there are already old men and women starting to buy groceries and exercise, and occasionally a few dogs pass by Jiang Qiao's house wagging their tails.
Jiang Qiao and Cheng Ruoxi leaned on the railing on the roof, looking at the red sun that was about to break out in the sky.
The first ray of sunlight shines on her dark blue school uniform and illuminates her raven-black hair.
It was a bit cold in the late autumn morning. The cold wind blew on Cheng Ruoxi's face, making her face turn red.
"Sister Xi, let's go to the subway station," Jiang Qiao said.
"Jiang Qiao, do you think we will see this kind of scenery tomorrow?" Cheng Ruoxi leaned on the railing and smiled.
Without waiting for Jiang Qiao's answer, she said again as if talking to herself:
