"Are you feeling well?"
Jiang Bai knew very well how fragile his body was now. Even if he rested for three days, he would not be able to return to his peak state.
Although Kong sent him a message saying that the doctor had returned to Solstice, didn't the doctor have many slices? Who knows if they all went back or only one slice went back.
It is important to know that the one who is in danger of Xumi is never the Teaching Council, but the Doctor.
"If you don't fight, no problem."
"Okay, then I'll put on a big cloak for you and cover your face."
The skirmisher nodded, but did not refuse.
He is not the kind of person who cannot see clearly the current situation. Even if he wants to take revenge on the doctor, it is not something he can do in a short time.
But it's not a problem to go to the Northland Bank and transfer a large sum of money to pull it off.
That night, Jiang Bai sat in the room, flipping through books and thinking of a name for Ah Mao.
Ah Mao lay on the roof, resting his head on his head and watching the stars.
Since he reconciled with himself, he has never felt more relaxed, as if his body has become free and light, and he can flap his wings and become that high-flying bird at any time.
Although the body is weak, the spirit and soul are full as never before.
A fat little bird flapped its wings and flew over, circling twice on the roof. It wanted to land but was afraid of the humans on the roof.
Finally, without noticing the sense of crisis, it fell down and began to preen its feathers as if no one else was around.
Ah Mao turned his head and looked at the little bird not far away, and his eyes met the little bird combing his hair.
The little bird tilted, its little paws moved forward step by step, and then boldly landed on his shoulder.
Ah Mao feels a little funny. Has he fallen into a situation where even a little bird dares to bully him?
"You little fat bird, you are quite courageous..."
He didn't move, letting the little bird treat him like a tree trunk that sheltered him from the wind.
"Ah Mao! Let's see what this name sounds like."
Jiang Bai climbed up to the roof excitedly. After rummaging through several poetry books, he finally found a name that he thought was suitable for the current Ah Mao.
"what name?"
Ah Mao sat up. The little bird was startled and flew away quickly with its wings flapping.
"[The past is hidden in the floating world, the thin snow accompanies the flowing flowers.] How about you call it [the past flow]? The past is flowing with the flowing water, and the present is a brilliant future."
This name took a lot of Jiang Bai's brains out. Although it sounds a bit feminine, it does have a very good meaning.
"Let's call it this." Ah Mao thinks this name is quite good, at least much better than the one he once gave himself [National Collapse].
"Then I usually call you Ah Mao, and calling you by your nickname sounds more familiar."
Jiang Bai has said this, so the soldiers will naturally not refuse.
He prefers the meaning of a name to the title it brings.
After one thing was solved, Jiang Bai felt sleepy immediately coming up.
"My bed is for you, remember to go to bed early."
Ah Mao looked sideways at him, "What about you?"
"A hall of death is so big, are you still worried that I won't have a place to sleep?"
Jiang Bai stood on the roof, looking at the room with lights on next to him, his heart completely gone.
Jiang Bai slipped to Hutao's window and stuck his head against the glass window.
Warm yellow light shines from the house, and there are heavy shadows of trees outside the window. There is a human face lying on the window, and his teeth are deliberately grinning. At first glance, it looks particularly scary.
"Hey! Where did the ghost come from! Eat this hall master's stick!"
Hu Tao held a wooden hairpin in his hand, opened the window, and hit Jiang Bai's forehead with the wooden hairpin.
"Ah! I'm dead. Please spare my life, Master!"
Jiang Bai tilted his head to the side, rolled his eyes, and almost foamed at the mouth.
The little ghost came out with a yawn, looked at the two guys who were still playing pretend games at night, shook his head, and felt that there was no hope.
A big sleep bubble appeared on its mouth, and it went back to sleep sleepily.
Even ghosts need sleep.
Hutao held his cheek and rested his elbows on the window sill, tapping the wooden hairpin in his hand.
Her long hair hangs down behind her, and there is still a little moisture on her body. She is wearing a brown pajamas embroidered with red plums, and her white arms are dazzling outside.
She looked at Jiang Bai, her red plum-like eyes a little cunning.
"Why are you here if you don't sleep at night?"
Jiang Bai showed a pitiful expression, and his golden eyes struggled to form a round shape, trembling with water.
"My bed was robbed, can the master take me in?"
"cannot!"
The bed was robbed. Only a ghost would believe this!
"No! Hall Master~"
Jiang Bai hugged Hu Tao's arm, but Hu Tao couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.
"Hey, hall master, you can't do this to me!"
"My hall master doesn't have any extra beds here, so I can't accommodate you."
"I can sleep on the floor, on the ceiling, whatever!"
"Then you can sleep on the ceiling tonight, just to see how you sleep."
"Oh, the master's bedroom is so elegant. Look at this vase, look at the plum blossoms. They are blooming so beautifully and delicately. But it's a pity that they are not as beautiful as one ten thousandth of the master..."
Jiang Bai acted as if he was here for the first time, praising everything he saw.
Although Jiang Bai's words were immediately understood as flattery, he couldn't help but make people feel good after hearing them.
"Come on, act like you've never been here before."
Hutao stood up on tiptoes and reached out to rub his head, turning it into a chicken coop, and then placed a small wooden bird on the shelf on one side.
"Jiangbai brand bird's nest, hahahahaha, the best choice for birds to build nests!"
"Master, wait!"
Jiang Bai covered his hair, turned around and started rubbing Hu Tao's head.
Hutao's body turned into a butterfly shadow, and he jumped out suddenly, preventing him from succeeding.
"A little bit, a little bit, I can't do it, I can't do it~"
Walnut stuck out her tongue at him from the other side of the desk making a face.
The skirmisher sat on Jiang Bai's roof, holding his cheek and looking at the shadow reflected in the window of the room in the yard next door.
"It's late at night, why are you playing hide and seek..."
He shook his head, he really couldn't understand the young people nowadays, and turned back to Jiang Bai's room to sleep.
"Hmph, I caught you! Look down on me!"
Jiang Bai circled Hu Tao's waist and stretched out his hand to tickle her vagina.
"Hahahahaha, I give up! I give up!"
"If you are willing to admit defeat, I will also braid a bird's nest in your hair!"
"Just make it up, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
Hu Tao doesn't believe that Jiang Bai really has that skill.
Jiang Bai just did it, picked up the comb and started to braid her hair. The tail of the braid was tied with a rubber band and coiled in a circle on the top of her head. It really looked like a bird's nest.
"Okay, hum!" After placing the bird, Jiang Bai handed over the mirror.
Hu Tao looked in the mirror. Although the hairstyle was ugly, it was true that it was a bird's nest.
"You actually still have this skill?"
"It's very simple!" Jiang Bai smiled proudly.
He wouldn't say that he was bored in Xumi and studied how to tie girls' hair in the void!
The floating world is hidden in the past, and the thin snow accompanies flowing flowers.
The words on the skirmisher's business card were two words chosen.
(End of chapter)
