First there is a dream, then the fire meteor, the verse, missing, death, and then the black sap.
Bad signs are one after another, and they seem to have nothing to do with each other, but each one is connected with a certain word, which makes people feel upset and unable to sleep.
At night, Zheng Qing lay on the bed, looking at the stars flashing in the black background through a small night sky exposed on the balcony, as if he saw silent, peeping eyes. Even if he closed his eyes, he could feel the cold gaze. Turning around, it looked like a ray of light on his back, making people feel more anxious.
He held the nightmare doll, thinking about it worriedly, and didn't even know when he fell asleep.
But when he woke up, the doll in his hand was still peacefully on its neck, which made him feel a little better. As the saying goes, the plan for a day is in the morning. If the morning is in a good mood, the whole day will not be too bad.
Xiao Xiao, who was doing morning classes with Zheng Qing every day, was the first to notice his good mood.
"Is there anything happy?"
After finishing the morning class, on the way to the teaching building, the doctor curiously pinched his fingers: "I feel that your mentality is extraordinary and happy today... Is it Jiang Yu, Congressman Su? Or those three big elves?"
His words are very clear.
Zheng Qing's face suddenly pulled down.
"Why can't I find the source of those black saps?" he asked in a stiff tone.
Xiao Xiao curled his lips.
"Because I'm too familiar with you," he shrugged and explained boredly: "If it's that kind of thing, you should be impatient to show off to me before morning class... Only about those witches can you hide and entertain yourself."
Zheng Qing was a little confused about whether this was a good word or a bad word.
But he felt that he still had to prove his innocence.
"It has nothing to do with them."
The boy emphasized it very deliberately, and then he stopped, and came up with an appropriate answer: "Just simply means being in a good mood... I wonder if you have ever felt that way - walking on a sunny day and tripping over a small beautiful gem - I am probably in this way now."
Xiao Xiao looked up at the sky, then looked at the feet again.
Today, the sun is not brilliant, and there are no gems under your feet. Instead, there are a few sneaky grass sperm, looking out from the bushes, as if expecting something delicious to fall from a passing student.
"That's just a metaphor!"
Zheng Qing obviously noticed the doctor's eyes and felt speechless: "You can understand that you need to take the midterm exam, but I don't, so I am very happy... that kind of happiness, do you understand?"
Just as nothing can excite people in the Starry Sky like the blood on the fighting stage, there is no metaphor that can make people understand it even more like the exam.
"Ah, yes, you don't need to take the midterm exam."
Xiao Xiao held his glasses and glanced at the witch beside him: "Although I don't know what to be happy about... Maybe you should get used to this difference sooner."
The word "difference" is mentioned.
Zheng Qing immediately became a little melancholy.
The feeling of "separation" brought by early graduation is becoming clearer and clearer.
On the evening when the classmates were resting, he was in class; when the classmates were participating in spring hunts, he was in class; when the classmates were preparing for the midterm exam, he was still in class.
Although everyone is in the same institution, classroom, or even dormitory, these two months have made him feel like a parallel world.
Perhaps seeing the witch's upset, the black gem cat emerged from his sleeve, climbed along the sleeve of the robe to his shoulder, and then bit his ear.
"Stop making trouble."
Zheng Qing tilted his head, avoiding the licking of the black gem cat, and couldn't help but rub his ears - I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that when the black gem cat approached, a slight swelling sensation came from his ear piercings, but that feeling flashed and disappeared without a trace after he rubbed his ears.
"We should hurry up and get happy when we can." After coming to my senses, the young teaching assistant muttered, remembering the thoughts before going to bed last night: "...bad signs are one after another, you are a fortune teller, you should know better than me what signs such as fire meteors, dreams, and black sap means."
The fortune teller of the Yusin Hunting Team slowed down and took a serious look at him.
"What do you want to do?" he asked straightforwardly.
Zheng Qing waved his sleeves and whipped the shrub branches of Nagano on the roadside with some dismay: "...I don't know. I don't have any clear ideas for the time being. But I think things can't go on like this anymore. When I formed Yuzui, I didn't have any long-term ideas..."
"Don't think about it without any ideas."
Xiao Xiao interrupted his captain's stream of consciousness and gave a clear suggestion rarely: "If you feel aimless and cannot find the goal, don't consider the goal... Focus on the distance one meter in front of you, focus on the only real thing within your reach."
"At within reach?" Zheng Qing scanned within one meter left and right.
Just like Xiao Xiao did a few minutes ago.
"I mean the fact that you graduate early."
The short witch rubbed her forehead and felt that Zheng Qing's childish behavior was very similar to a child: "For the fortune teller, you can see countless bad signs every day. But discovering the signs does not mean that you can discover evil... Because evil will always exist and will never disappear. They will only lie in a short time, just like the corpse-eating beetles hidden under the humus layer of the forest in winter. After the Waking of Insects, thunder shook, the sunshine and rain fell, and they will be rejuvenated again... The same is true for those crows. Their every move left bad signs on the timeline. We don't need to pay too much attention to them... Change the angle, if your talisman gun blows the head of a crow, can you graduate from school early?"
"What does this have to do with my graduation?" Zheng Qing felt that Xiao Xiao's words were a bit jumpy.
Xiao Xiao spread his hands.
"So, what does those crows have to do with you? You don't need to care about them, just like you don't need to care about spring hunting and midterm exams."
Speaking of this, he took off his glasses, squinted his eyes and looked at the misty sun, and suddenly sighed: "The reason why I say so much is that I have some bad intuition..."
"What intuition?" Zheng Qing suddenly felt uneasy - the doctor rarely said such words.
"Your persistence will make Yusu face a crazy black wizard like Watley. That is not a monster hunting, but a death sentence." Xiao Xiao put his glasses in a straight face, not seeing Zheng Qing, but looking at the road ahead: "Of course, I know that my light and fluent persuasion is likely to have no effect... According to the development trend of fate and the principle of mysterious aggregation, you and those crows will only continue to intersect in the future until the result that meets fate appears."