Zheng Qing really wanted to complain about the witch's "humility".
But before he could think of how to speak to appear tactful and clever, Jiang Yu jumped away from the topic of the exam, mentioned the gift box he received last Friday, and half-jokingly said: "By the way, I haven't found a suitable opportunity to thank you... Li Meng liked the Christmas gift very much."
Young public expenses are embarrassed.
Because Li Meng was fucking, the image of the witch in the moonlight treasure box he prepared for Jiang Yu became that little girl. Although he had a letter of explanation in the gift, the matter was flawed in the end. The witch had not mentioned this for more than a week, and Zheng Qing thought the trouble had passed quietly.
Ahem.
The young public fund coughed twice and tried to find some supplements: "That gift is indeed not appropriate, but I think we are not very unfamiliar with each other, so we don't need to be as petty as outsiders... Well, next month, the New Year's Eve, the New Year's gift designation will not go wrong!"
"Are we familiar with each other?" The witch's eyes were deep and her tone was unpredictable.
While speaking, the two of them had already arrived at the corner of the corridor. Seeing that there was no one around, Zheng Qing twitched his mind and insisted on himself: "I mean, we have made a contract in front of the gentleman and made an oath, but we are not considered outsiders..."
Before he finished speaking, the witch felt a cold wind blowing from behind her neck.
This feeling was so real that he couldn't help but look back and saw a pearly female ghost slowly passing by behind him and floating towards the wall.
As if he noticed the shocked look of the male witch, the female ghost tilted her head and shouted: "Don't worry, I didn't hear anything... After all, I'm just a ghost... Just think I'm a dead person."
Zheng Qing's mouth twitched slightly.
Just as she was about to withdraw her gaze, the female ghost suddenly stopped drifting figure, half of her body was embedded outside the wall, and her eyes looked at the young public servant with curiosity: "I just felt that you looked familiar... Is it the little face that Senator Su looked for?!"
A little white face?
Zheng Qing raised his hand and touched his face, but he was unable to associate this word with himself for a moment.
Before he could recover, the female ghost started to clamor again: "Who was that witch just now? What contract did you sign with her? Is it a swearing similar to marriage? Are you cheating on a scumbag?"
"Nonsense!...This is not a topic that dead people should care about!" The witch answered slightly irritably, reaching out to stuff the ghost back into the wall.
Well, it feels a bit like a cold jelly.
He shivered and turned around and found that Jiang Yu, who was originally walking side by side with him, had already gone downstairs. He could only see a red skirt, and he could not see anyone.
Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thumbs and Thum
The boy trotted and put on Jiang Yu's footsteps.
Before he could stand firm, the witch's light question came from his ears: "Is he going so fast to go to Qingqiu Mansion to explain what contract he signed?"
This is wherever it goes!
Before he could explain, Zheng Qing was stunned.
He suddenly realized that there was a witch's quiet reminder here - the ghost clan and the fox clan belong to the Moonless Council. As a member of the Moonless Council, Su Shijun can almost be regarded as the backbone of all the Moonless creatures in the entire school. Maybe the female ghost will go to Qingqiu Mansion to find familiar servants to chew their ears.
He suddenly felt like he was in a lawsuit.
"No...no!"
After he denied it with no confidence, he finally expressed his position vaguely: "My relationship with Qingqiu is quite special...Poseidon was just an accident... Really! I'm still that..."
He couldn't say the word for a long time.
Because it involves the secret of Su Shijun's advancement to the Great Wizard level, he cannot explain this matter carefully, so he is a little clumsy and has a flushed face and cannot say a smooth sentence.
Jiang Yu stopped, turned to look at the male witch, and his face turned slightly red: "What a mess... I just said... I just remembered something. Do you have any plans for this winter vacation?"
"plan?"
This question finally fell within the scope of the male witch's understanding. His expression slowly returned to normal. He replied carefully: "There is no special plan... Is it okay to go home?"
"Do you think you can still go home safely?" The witch asked back, immediately causing the boy to fall into deep thought.
really.
If it was before the Black Prison War, such as last year, it would be fine if he chose to go home for the New Year during the winter vacation. But after the Black Prison War, after too many people and forces on the battlefield, going home has become a very risky thing.
The Moon Under the Council, the Dark Council, the Demon, and even some forces within the Wizard Alliance were not ruled out. Zheng Qing just made a rough calculation and felt his scalp numb.
In addition, the relationship between him and Su Shijun was exposed, and countless flies inside and outside the alliance would come to the door with smells.
Thinking of the rows of nightmare dolls with their heads under their pillows, Zheng Qing realized that if it was for the safety of his family, it was the best choice not to go home - just like after the Black Prison War last year, he did not leave school, but instead sent alchemy dolls to take him home for the holiday.
The witch looked at the boy's expression, frowned, and felt confident in his heart, so he mentioned in an inadvertent tone: "If there is no plan for the winter vacation... I mean, if there is no place to celebrate the New Year, you can apply to the school and go to your familiar classmates' homes to celebrate the New Year... Schools generally have relatively safe and reliable... I mean, the school will choose a safe enough wizard family to arrange such students."
In a long passage, Zheng Qing only heard the word "familiarity".
He suddenly shuddered and looked at the witch beside him.
Jiang Yu had already left her gaze and was calmly looking at a bare maple tree not far away, but the slight redness on her cheeks and her fair neck were too sharp, making it difficult to ignore this detail.
"I'm going...what gifts do I want to buy?" Some people's thinking will only jump so much at this level, and their tone is a bit anxious: "How many people need to prepare gifts? New Year's money is given to gold beans or jade coins?"
"Gift...gift?"
The redness on the witch's face suddenly became a little stronger, and her voice immediately stuttered: "What... what golden, golden beans! I don't understand what you are talking about! In short, you can arrange your own plan."
After saying that, she lifted her skirt and hurried downstairs.
After running a few steps, she turned around and reminded the boy: "By the way, the deadline for application for staying at school is January 5th, the day of the Little Cold Solar!"
Before she finished speaking, she disappeared.
Only the young public-paid student was left to think quietly - when he was a child, he not only did not have to bring gifts, but he could also carry a bag of gifts when he left. When he grew up, he would not only not be able to go to a friend's house without leaving, but also carefully the difference between the magnitude and importance of the gifts.
Is this the world of adults?
ps, this kind of plot happened during the Chinese New Year... It's enough to show that I didn't save the manuscript┓(`)┏