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From outside the six-poster bed came the laughter of the elves and the sound of their wings vibrating.

A fragrant fragrance lingered on the tip of Zheng Qing's nose.

Zheng Qing narrowed one eye, and his blurred gaze fell on the tarot card embedded with crystal gems next to his pillow.

It was a gift from Yelena.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a smile of satisfaction.

From the time I accepted this gift to now, time has slipped quietly for two days.

Maybe it's because of the more fulfilling study life, maybe it's because praying to the tarot cards before going to bed really works. Since putting this card next to his pillow, Zheng Qing has really slept much more steadily at night.

The light fell on the golden armor of the Knight of Wands on the card, and the fine gems shimmered in the morning light.

Zheng Qing's slightly opened eye blinked quickly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the color on the board is much darker than when I first bought it.

Maybe it's just because of the low light in the tent. Zheng Qing thought in a daze, opened his eyes lazily, felt the warmth in the bed, and really didn't want to move.

The sky outside is slightly white, the world outside the window is very refreshing, and the early birds are chirping to greet their friends and eliminate the night's sleepiness.

Today is Wednesday.

According to his schedule, there was an elective history class in the morning and the philosophy of magic in the afternoon.

Because it does not involve the application of specific magic, these two classes belong to the chicken rib type of course in Zheng Qing's heart, and they are not valued, and the mentality is the most relaxed during class. Wednesday is a holiday that is not a holiday throughout the week.

But the heart can be lazy, and the classroom that should be gone must still be visited.

"I feel like I'm in love. Zheng Qing turned over, lay on the bed weakly, buried his head in the pillow, and hummed angrily.

"What?" said a confused voice outside the tent.

It's Dylan.

After the full moon night, the roommate reappeared in dormitory 403. His face was ruddy and his complexion was excellent, not at all like a vampire werewolf who had been tormented by 'mania' for a few days.

On the contrary, Dylan has been extremely energetic these days.

According to his explanation, this is because the effect of the recent batch of 'Flavored Thorns' produced by Baicao Garden has been inexplicably enhanced, and the wizard who prepared the 'Wolf Blood Elixir' did not do a strict analysis of the efficacy in advance, so the potion prepared for him was slightly flawed in terms of dosage.

Of course, according to the doctor at the school hospital with very large eye bags, it was a very small, very small mistake - the equivalent of putting Dylan on a little stimulant.

"It's not harmful to the body," Dr. Ma, the attending physician in charge of the werewolf potion at the school hospital, patted his chest and emphasized, "You will be very spiritual...... Of course, some people with very high energy may also experience slight vertigo, tinnitus, or some degree of insomnia...... The effect lasts for a week at most, and it is a normal reaction, so there is no need to be afraid. ”

This Dr. Ma was very accurate.

After taking the medication, Dylan had the longest insomnia of his life.

Twenty-four hours a day, he was in a state of euphoria for about twenty-one hours. Even as he sat in the huge blue-black coffin, he couldn't close his eyes.

So the young man, who had the noble blood under the moon, had to spend the night fiddling with his beautiful collection.

For example, cufflinks, brooches, collar clips, and scarves with rich colors and textures.

He wiped down the trinkets over and over again until they were seen from any angle, and folded the scarves in a different style, and then folded them again the next night in a new way.

Zheng Qing felt that this poor vampire werewolf had already suffered from very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder in just two days.

"Zheng Qing, is that you? Are you awake?" Dylan very keenly caught the moaning of Zheng Qing's urn, and his spirit suddenly lifted up, and he began to babble outside the tent about the thirty-two folding methods of square scarves.

Zheng Qing reluctantly sat up, sitting cross-legged, leaning against the wall, his eyes seemed to be open, and his breathing was intermittent.

It was his last good time before he got up, between sleep and wakefulness, to enjoy the comfort of drowsiness, and to prepare for complete wakefulness with his slowly active mind.

"I feel like I'm in love. Zheng Qing repeated what he had just said in a trance-like, empty voice: "I feel like I'm really in love." ”

This statement is very certain.

There were different gasps in the dormitory, and the beds in several corners creaked.

"What did he say? I didn't hear that. Fat Xin's muffled voice sounded outside the tent, mixed with a few dissatisfied cat meows.

"Weren't you in a relationship before?" Xiao Xiao asked in a surprised voice.

"With whom?" Fat Xin's voice was still a little confused.

"Who else but Yelena!, is it our fierce female squad leader?" Dylan did not reflect the slightest reserve of the nobles under the moon at the moment, but like a gossip-loving and uneducated guy, he asked eagerly: "Can you really tell the difference between liking and being in love?

Zheng Qing snapped his fingers lazily, and the elves screamed awkwardly, putting away the curtains on both sides of the bed for him.

He squinted.

The sky has already shone, and the dormitory is shrouded in the refreshing breath of the morning, which makes people feel like they are taking off and jumping.

Zheng Qing grabbed the few wisps of thoughts that flowed in his mind a moment ago, and said slowly:

"As I spoke to her, I felt a hot air in my chest, and I was dizzy. ”

He hesitated, picking the right words in his mind: "Moreover, seeing her is like taking a stimulant, it is difficult to control my emotions, and my thoughts and emotions completely rotate with her." ”

"Taking stimulants is not taking Ecstasy," Dylan corrected in a tone of a familiar voice, "Maybe it will make it difficult for you to control your emotions, but it won't make you fall in love with someone of the opposite sex." ”

"Are you sure there are no problems with your cultivation? Xiao Xiao had already changed into her practice clothes and was adjusting the wide belt in front of the dressing mirror.

"When I can't see her, I feel very lost, and I always feel that something is missing. Zheng Qing muttered.

"It always feels like you're describing what it's like to take an aphrodisiac. Fat Xin finally came to his senses and made a comment as a senior pharmacy enthusiast.

"I can't rule out some kind of witchcraft. After carefully examining Zheng Qing's blank eyes and dull face, Dylan shook his head.

"In short, having her and not having her is completely different for me. I could almost touch my love for her. Zheng Qing groaned dramatically.

"Where?" said Fat Xin poked his head out of the bunk and threw the fat cat out of his pillow.

"My brain, my palms, my breath, every inch of my skin. Zheng Qing stood up, stretched out his arms, and chanted affectionately in the angry cries of the group.

"Another idiot who was interfered with reality by Spring Dream?" "Fat Xin buried his head in the quilt again.

"Soul light, die!" Zheng Qing snapped and fell back on the bed.