In the next few days, Qiao Yuansi felt like he was in a trance and having a long dream.
Call it a dream, she can remember clearly what happened in the past few days; say it is not a dream, but she feels as if she is "no longer where she was" - her self seems to have been pulled out of her body
With most of it withdrawn, the person who owns her body is no longer Qiao Yuansi.
No, that's not right, it's like an outsider has taken over her body; to be more precise, before Qiao Yuansi's face deformed, her self began to deform first.
The night she realized she couldn't understand her lesson plan, Qiao Yuansi could hardly describe her feelings in words. Her neighbors could turn into monsters, and the world could end, but if she lost her intelligence, she wouldn't be able to
She knew who she was and how she should live. The foundation she had built for thirty-three years suddenly collapsed and shattered. She buried her face in her arms and cried silently for an unknown amount of time before she was finally told by Sakura.
Shui'an was persuaded to put down the lecture notes and go to bed to rest. Before falling asleep, there was still a vague hope in his heart that "maybe it will be better after a good sleep."
When she got up the next day, she felt no pain at all.
Sakura Mizugan seemed to have not slept all night. As soon as he heard Qiao Yuanji's footsteps, he sat up from the sofa and followed her around the room with his eyes.
When she was about to enter the kitchen to prepare breakfast, Sakura Mizugan stopped her, spread her textbooks on the dining table, and asked, "Do you understand?"
Qiao Yuansi stared at the page for a while. "I know every word... it's so hard to understand what they mean when they are put together. What do they mean?"
"Then read slowly and read sentence by sentence."
Qiao Yuansi couldn't help but rolled her eyes and buried her head again. She forced herself to read slowly for several minutes before barely understanding a sentence or two. This progress only made her irritated. She pushed the table and stood up and said:
"What's the use of looking at this thing? I'm hungry and I don't want to look at it."
Ying Shuigan said nothing. He sat at the other end of the dining table and watched her enter the kitchen and watch her prepare breakfast for one person. He didn't speak again until she slowly finished eating.
"The red marks on your face have lightened up." He said calmly.
"Oh," Qiao Yuansi was reminded that there was still a red mark on his face. He touched it and said, "I don't think it's a big deal. It should be completely gone in two days."
"You still think you can't transform?"
"No," Qiao Yuansi waved his hand, feeling that this statement was really ridiculous: "I am a living person, and my face suddenly deformed. Why? Is there any scientific reason to explain it? There is no such thing, so it is impossible.
thing."
Sakura Mizugan's expression was as if he suddenly heard something unbearably stupid, and he frowned as he stared at her. "...What?"
It's hard to explain why, but Qiao Yuansi suddenly felt as if he had been stepped on, and all the thorns on his body stood up, ready to defend himself. "What, what," she stared at him with vigilance and said in a challenge: "
Are you the only one talking about those deformations and the end of the world? Was it on the morning news? Was it in the newspaper? Why didn’t I see it?"
Sakura Mizugan wiped his face, as if he couldn't believe the situation. "Have you forgotten the fact that you have seen with your own eyes?"
"There must be an explanation for what I saw," Qiao Yuansi said. "I have been hiking and camping for so long and I am tired from driving. It is possible that I saw it wrong. And to say the least, what if I am deformed? I still eat as usual.
Sleeping to live? If I become a monster, the school will still pay me my salary. Stop talking about this. It upsets me and I don’t want to hear it."
When she stood up to collect the plates, she thought of another thing and warned him: "Don't talk nonsense when you go out, otherwise I won't care about you if they catch you."
Sakura Mizugan's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she immediately raised her eyes, as if she was stung by these words and was momentarily confused.
Even though Qiao Yuansi was bothering him now, she couldn't help but be startled when she met his eyes - the color in his eyes was so clean and clear, as if a small piece of blue sky had been frozen on the snowfield. She suddenly thought
Get up, when she first saw him yesterday, she felt that he was like a wild eagle flying across the mountains... How did she come up with this metaphor? Did she think of it?
She dropped the plate on the table with a clang, clutched the back of the chair tightly, and gradually the memories of yesterday came back to her.
She has not forgotten what happened yesterday; but she really can't remember it just now - yesterday's memory seems to have turned into some old letters that have been put away. They are still there, but they are just sitting far away in the drawer, easily discarded.
It doesn't cross my mind.
"Don't give me the textbook," Qiao Yuansi said hoarsely, still hanging his head, "That one may be too difficult for me... There are some general reading books, please give me that."
Before she finished her last word, Ying Shuigan jumped up and went to find a book. He seemed to be afraid that if he moved too slowly, Qiao Yuanji would slip away from this body again, and quickly took out a stack of books with the word "General Knowledge"
The books were placed in front of her.
Qiao Yuansi's whole body was trembling slightly for no reason. She flipped through several books in succession. The frustration and frustration that she couldn't read or understand became more and more intense. When tears came to her eyes, Ying Shui'an suddenly relaxed.
After taking a breath, he knelt down in front of her and whispered: "It's okay if you feel sad. It's okay if you feel sad."
"……What's the meaning?"
"Listen to me," Sakura Mizugan's tone was a little anxious, "Those red marks are making your mind and personality begin to change. I don't know how those red marks take effect, but maybe we can do the opposite.
Suppress it."
"How to suppress it?" Qiao Yuansi didn't realize he was crying until he saw water dripping on his hands.
"...by alleviating the symptoms it causes." Sakura Mizugan said softly like a doctor comforting a child: "If you feel that these are still too difficult, just do some simple thinking training with me. You
As I said, the virus can’t kill 100% of people, so why can’t you survive it with resistance?”
While doing the thinking training, Qiao Yuansi's face in the mirror was clean again, with no trace of blood left.
It was strange to say that her intelligence had not deteriorated and she was still very fast at doing math problems, but after a while, she started to answer elementary school-level thinking questions wrongly. She soon became unwilling to do it again, but Yingying
But Shui'an wouldn't let her go - even though he was tall and thin, his strength was astonishingly terrifying. He didn't look like a human being at all, but more like a construction crane.
After Qiao Yuansi held him down, he was still very patient and asked: "...Which of the examples I gave above is the truth?"
When she couldn't answer, he repeated it again. The two of them went back and forth like a see-saw. Even Qiao Yuansi himself could feel that her state was also advancing and retreating in this repeated see-saw.
Good times and bad - but Sakuramizugan was right about one thing: as long as she continued to fight for position through training, the speed of her deterioration would be temporarily restrained.
The "deformation" factor was like a living creature. After realizing that this position was not easy to grab, it slowly loosened its grip. For a whole afternoon, Qiao Yuansi did not deteriorate again; the two waited in fear.
At night, I finally breathed a sigh of relief - I finally got through the next day.
On the third day, Qiao Yuanji's condition was almost the same as yesterday. The two did another half-morning mental training, and everything seemed to be getting better. Sakura Mizugan also looked more and more happy, and his eyes were shining.
.If a bird hadn't hit her glass that afternoon, no one would have noticed the problem.
It was an unknown, very beautiful bird, with a chubby body of tawny color and pointed black tail feathers. It was injured somewhere, and it fluttered a few times but still couldn't fly. Ying Shui'an stood up when he heard the sound.
At that time, Qiao Yuansi said: "Throw it into the big trash can in the community."
Sakura Shui'an turned around and glanced at her. "It's not dead yet."
"That's almost dead," Qiao Yuansi waved his hand, "throw it away quickly."
Sakura Mizugan smiled at her almost tenderly.
When Qiao Yuanji lowered his head again, he suddenly felt a hand grabbing her collar, and with a strong lift, she was picked up by Sakura Mizugan. He dragged her to the door and moved
He was even said to be rude, saying: "Pick it back."
"Why?" Qiao Yuansi pulled his arm back hard and asked angrily.
"Because you are not that kind of person." Sakura Mizugan said simply.
A big and small bird would startle Qiao Yuansi every time it flapped its wings, and she was naturally very unhappy - if she hadn't dared to offend Ying Shui'an, she wouldn't have been willing to bring the bird into her home. She hugged her
Chuniao sat down on the sofa. The mirror she had placed there before happened to be on the coffee table in front of her. As soon as she sat down, she saw her face in the mirror swaying. It was as if a wave of waves was hitting her face.
Curls and undulations, passing by in a flash.
She was frozen all over.
Sakura Mizugan was standing on the aisle behind her. He probably saw the image in the mirror, but he didn't say anything. For a moment, except for the sound of the bird flapping its wings, there was only dead silence in the living room.
"Why... I haven't gotten worse," Qiao Yuansi said hoarsely, "Why..."
The footsteps of Sakura Mizugan approached from behind. When he stood behind the sofa and bent down, Qiao Yuanji felt a warm hand slide into his neck and gently pinched her neck. Hers
Her throat was touching his bones, which made her feel for the first time that her throat was such a fragile thing.
"To be honest," Sakura Mizugan said slowly and calmly. "I thought about it the day before yesterday. Since the world can still function normally, there is no need for me to kill you even if you transform. I will let you live well.
There may not be anything wrong with living with other monsters in this world. But now... I have changed my mind."
Qiao Yuansi's teeth were chattering slightly, and he didn't even dare to move the bird in his arms.
Evolvers are far more terrifying than shapeshifters.
"I don't like what you are gradually becoming. If you can't survive it, I might as well kill you now."
