Sun Suhe looked at the place where Brother Mao disappeared, "Is this the only way to let it go?"
Alice replied: "When I study it slowly and carefully, I may have new ideas. For now, this is all I can do. Go out first, there is still a troublesome matter to deal with."
"What's going on?"
"Let's talk after we go out."
Sun Suhe scratched his head in embarrassment, "But how to get out?"
"How did you go out last time?" Alice asked.
"He was punched in the face and knocked out."
"Oh." Alice said, flexing her fingers, clenching her fist, loosening her fist, clenching her fist, loosening her fist, staring at Sun Suhe's face, looking eager to try.
Sun Suhe waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, don't mess with me. Please teach me an orthodox and normal method."
Alice closed her fist and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? I didn't say I would hit you. There is no special method. Just calm down and find the feeling. In fact, it is quite simple to get out from here.
.Entering this space is the part that tests your cultivation."
Sun Suhe closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. Sure enough, he quickly found a subtle feeling of wandering between reality and reality. When he opened his eyes again, what he saw in front of him was a small secret room in the hospital ward.
True? Illusory? Virtual? Real? For the first time, Sun Suhe shuttled between the real world and the mental space with such clear consciousness. He looked at himself and the surroundings, and couldn't help but feel the emotion of Zhuang Zhou's dream.
"Okay, okay, don't be sad about spring and autumn. You will get used to it after playing a few times. Now take off your clothes quickly." Alice urged.
"Eh? Why are you taking off your clothes?"
Alice patted Sun Suhe's neck, "Didn't I tell you before in the ruins? The sticky thing we use to assist the connection of thoughts has invaded your spine. If it is not taken out, it will invade your brain.
, then it will be in trouble.”
Sun Suhe was startled by what he said. "I thought you were scaring me, but it's true. You still use that thing if it's so dangerous?"
Alice played with the scalpel and said: "Of course it is true. Magic itself is accompanied by danger, which is normal. But it doesn't matter at this stage. I just need to make a small incision on your neck and slowly guide it out.
Already."
Alice waved her hand, and the vines on the ground immediately formed a platform. Sun Suhe did not dare to neglect, quickly took off his shirt, and lay down on the platform obediently.
Alice took out a set of sterilization and sterilization tools that she had just borrowed along with the scalpel, made sufficient preparations, and then made a shallow incision on the back of Sun Suhe's neck.
"Hiss..." Sun Suhe took a breath of cold air.
"Does it hurt? It should be fine."
"The pain is okay, but I'm just a little scared." Sun Suhe said sheepishly.
"You're crazy. You're not afraid of death. Are you afraid of this?"
"Those two things are different."
"There's nothing you can do if you're afraid, just bear with it." Alice said, putting down the knife, taking out the staff, pointing at the wound and muttering something.
Three miniature magic arrays appeared in an orderly manner near the wound at the same time. Alice used the magic array to carefully explore for a while, and her brows frowned more and more involuntarily.
"Has it been fused with the neural part? I said it's strange. Logically speaking, you should lose the memory during the period when you were possessed by resentment. It turns out that it accidentally helped you back up your memory."
"What does this mean? Is it good or bad?" Sun Suhe asked nervously.
"It's not a bad thing, it's just that it suddenly became very troublesome to deal with. You have to ensure the integrity of your memory, and you have to separate it without damaging your nerves. It seems that you have to work slowly and carefully."
With a serious look on her face, Alice thought over and over again and carefully worked out a solid plan. Then she manipulated the staff with great precision and began to work slowly.
Sun Suhe clenched his fists tightly, sweat dripped on his forehead, and a dull pain continued to occur. Although it was not unbearable, it was continuous, stable, and accumulated, making Sun Suhe feel upset.
Alice quickly noticed that Sun Suhe's face was getting paler and paler. "Just bear with it, this can't anesthetize or relieve pain. I'll try to find something to distract you."
"By the way, help me with my phone..." Sun Suhe said and sighed, "Hey, forget it, it must have become scrap metal."
Alice looked at it and said, "It is indeed extremely bad. Hey, isn't this Lu Weishuang's fan? Why is it still here with you?"
She pointed casually, and the Japanese-style red sandalwood folding fan immediately flew into her hand. Alice held it in her hand with great interest. Although there was nothing particularly remarkable about it, the fact that it was not damaged at all was enough to show that the fan was not damaged at all.
Folding fans are anything but ordinary.
"Ah, this, speaking of it, is a bit complicated." Sun Suhe said hesitantly.
Alice chuckled. She could see Sun Suhe's subtle emotional changes at a glance. How could he let such a fun thing go? Alice asked relentlessly: "You have a pretty face, even a blind man can see it. It's still complicated.
Complex, you big-headed ghost. Hurry up and tell me the truth, don’t you like Lu Weishuang?”
"No, how is that possible?" Sun Suhe flatly denied it.
"Then why do you get excited when I mention the fan?" Alice laughed and shouted: "I'm in love, I'm in love, hahaha..."
"Idiot."
"You are very thin-skinned. Who is it? Just tell me."
Sun Suhe knew that he could not hide it from Alice, so he simply explained it in detail from beginning to end with a red face.
"It turns out to be Hanabi." Alice nodded, "Yeah, I understand, I understand, I guess so. Ha, I quite like this child too."
Sun Suhe complained with blushing cheeks: "Then you still have to ask me."
Alice said seriously: "It makes a big difference whether you said it yourself or not. It seems you are serious."
"Of course I'm serious."
Alice changed the topic and asked: "Do you know who the person who knows you best is?"
"It's not you."
"Hey, no, I mean, sometimes the people who know you best are not your parents, not your friends, or even yourself, but the opponents you have fought with. Although Hanabi and I only have a chance to fight, there is nothing like this.
More direct communication. I know what kind of person she is, I like her very much, and I support you."
"Yeah, yeah." Sun Suhe grinned unconsciously and nodded repeatedly.
Alice patted Sun Suhe's head and said with a smile: "You are really passionate about her. She hasn't even finished her horoscope yet. If I say something nice about her, you will keep clicking like a chicken pecking at rice."
Sun Suhe buried his face and said softly: "I don't have much experience, please help me make some suggestions."
Alice patted her chest and said loudly: "It's easy to say, easy to say, I'm just waiting for your words. When are you going to go to the appointment?"
"To be honest, I really want to see her right now. But looking like this, tired, dirty and smelly, it's so disrespectful. I want to take a shower and rest later."
"So have you thought about how to express your love?" Alice asked.
"No, let alone confession. I don't know what to say after we meet. We can't just talk about Cai Xunru's conspiracy. That's why I asked you to help me make suggestions." Sun Suhe said and suddenly thought of a question,
"Hey, by the way, have you ever been in love in that world?"
"Ha," Alice smiled disdainfully, "You think I am you. Of course we have talked about it. Not only have we talked about it, I am also an expert in love."
"Really or not?" Sun Suhe was about to argue, but suddenly he was stunned and asked seriously: "Wait a minute, are you talking about a man or a woman?"
"What's male and female? My race doesn't have human gender distinctions."
"Oh, that's it. Hey, never mind, since you said it so powerfully, please help me think about it."
While Alice manipulated the staff accurately, she put her hand on her chest and chanted in a rhythm: "Ah, fire, you are the angel of light! Because I look up to you in this night, like a mortal in this world,
My eyes widened in ecstasy, looking at an angel with wings, riding on white clouds slowly across the sky..."
Alice got excited when she spoke. The more Sun Suhe listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he quickly interrupted her: "Stop, stop, stop, stop! Where did this lead character from a 18th-rate romance novel come from? If I say such a thing, I might as well die."
Forget it."
"What an eighteenth-rate romance novel? This is Shakespeare, isn't it?" Alice corrected dissatisfiedly.
"Really, it seems like it's really "Romeo and Juliet". But Shakespeare can't do it either. Hurry up and change it."
Alice thought for a while, then slapped her palm on the table, "First is the wall, do you understand?" She leaned over to Sun Suhe's ear and said in a low voice: "Be my woman.
.”
Sun Suhe almost laughed out loud, "What is this, Fifty Shades of Grey? A bit normal, normal, ordinary, ah, but not too ordinary."
"Why do you talk so much nonsense, and ask for this and that, and you don't want to do it yourself."
"Please, you said you are a master in love, so I asked you to help me think about it. What kind of master are you? You are lying. I think you are not as good as me. The longer you live, the more you go back."
"Really?" Alice pinched Sun Suhe's face and rubbed it.
Sun Suhe lay prone and did not dare to move. He could only be brutally ravaged and could not fight back at all.
After Alice was satisfied with bullying Sun Suhe, she still felt that she had not regained her face, so she thought about it and decided to directly refute Sun Suhe fundamentally.
"Why do you think of so many tricks? Just express your sincerity. What you want her to fall in love with is you, Sun Suhe, not you wearing a mask. If you ask me, no more
Fancy tricks are not as good as a sincere straight shot."
"A straight shot." Sun Suhe's heart trembled and he was greatly touched. He muttered again, "Okay, just a straight shot!"