"Sit. ”

"There was fruit on the table, take it yourself, eat it yourself. ”

"I still have a little bit of paperwork to work on. ”

In the small office deep in the two-dimensional evolution laboratory, Zheng Qing obeyed Su Shijun's arrangement, and honestly sat on a leather circle chair, across a large desk, watching Su Da Beauty deal with the materials at hand.

Compared to when Zheng Qing first came, the bookcase in this office seemed to be taller and heavier. But what is even more eye-catching is the huge filing cabinet behind Su Shijun, stacked with stacks of documents, squeezing the cabinet that originally looked very spacious.

Those documents should be data reports in the laboratory, Zheng Qing guessed, and at the same time couldn't help but think of the shadow he had been cut off, and the big black cat that was taken away by the relevant departments.

The vines coiled between the bookcase and the filing case were dotted with glowing fruits, as well as many large green leaves. Behind the leaves, there were many elves hiding, half of their heads exposed, curiously looking at the strange wizard sitting in this office.

For them, there are too few wizards to sit in this room, too rare.

Of course, just staring at the guests through the leaves of the vines is not the hospitality of the elves, plus Zheng Qing has received the blessing of the elves a long time ago, and his friendliness with them is very high. Therefore, although Su Shijun did not instruct, there were still a few bold elves who brought out teapots, teacups, and hot towels to provide thoughtful and meticulous service for young public-funded students.

Su Shijun, who was sitting behind the desk, saw this scene, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't make a sound.

It didn't take long.

After dealing with the work at hand, Su Da Mei finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, and then took off the pair of red wide glasses that she had always worn on her face, and curled her long hair. At the same time, he snapped his fingers and closed the office door.

The young wizard who had just taken a sip of tea from his cup accidentally coughed violently - he still couldn't get used to Su Shijun's undisguised true appearance.

"Ahem... cough cough cough ...... I'm sorry...... Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The young man stood up in embarrassment, and hurriedly wiped the squirting tea from the table.

The witch snorted, tapped her index finger on the table, and the tea that had just been spilled by the witch disappeared.

The elves who had been waiting around rushed up quickly, re-laying a plain tablecloth for the desk, as well as a newly placed fruit plate and snacks, and two elves holding warm wet towels and small mirrors came to Zheng Qing to help him take care of his appearance.

Su Shijun didn't wait for Zheng Qing to clean up before speaking.

"Another nightmare?" she reclined in the large chaise longue — her high-backed office chair had just turned into a large, comfortable chaise longue a few seconds ago — carrying a small bunch of grapes in her hand, asking lazily as she bit down on one grape.

Her voice was slurred because of the things in her mouth, but it also made her voice more delicate and charming.

Zheng Qing's eyes vaguely swept the witch's half-cut calf on the edge of the chaise longue, and immediately shook his head vigorously.

"Image, image. He muttered, a whispered reminder.

"There are no outsiders anyway...... And you've seen an even worse image. The witch waved her hand indifferently, signaling Zheng Qing not to care about those details: "Speaking of business, you looked lost when you came just now...... Having nightmares again?"

At the mention of this matter, Zheng Qing's face suddenly darkened, and he nodded slightly.

"Or do you just remember a patch of red?" asked the witch.

"It seems that there are many people talking this time, but I can't hear what they are saying clearly," Speaking of this, Zheng Qing seemed to feel that his explanation was not comprehensive enough, adding: "There were faint voices before, but they were all vague, and they were not as clear as this time." ”

"Then is the voice you heard this time clear or vague?" Su Shijun said helplessly with his hand on his forehead.

"It's clear, somebody is talking, it's vague, I don't know what they're talking about. Zheng Qing explained awkwardly, maybe he was also aware of the contradiction in his words, but he really couldn't explain it more clearly.

Because what he feels in his dreams is contradictory.

"In other words, there are no more new symptoms?" Su Shijun tilted his head and looked at the young public-funded student.

Zheng Qing was silent for a few seconds and nodded.

The witch sighed and sat up straight.

"Then what's the point of you coming to me...... I have already given you all the tests that I can do and the advice I can give. Symptoms that can't be dealt with by those professional therapists in the school hospital, do you expect me to help you solve them with a spell?" Su Shijun pointed to his nose, and then noticed that this posture was indecent, and immediately put his hand down, and added in disguise: "Even if I am a great wizard." ”

Zheng Qing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes, looking at the witch with a determined gaze.

Before he could speak, the witch waved her hand again and again: "I don't know, don't ask me, isn't it good for you to find the answer yourself?"

The breath that Zheng Qing had just raised suddenly poured out.

"I just need a little hint!" he said, holding up his right hand and rubbing his thumb and forefinger together, indicating that all he needed was a little, a hint of prompting.

"I don't know at all. Su Damei laughed dryly, and then lowered her head to deal with the small piece of tiramisu in front of her.

Zheng Qing took his hand back gloomily.

This is not the first time he has had these conversations with Su Da Beauty.

He wanted to find out something from Su Shijun that he hadn't figured out before—such as what was the identity of Fei Rui's mouse, did she recognize Mr. Wu, did she know Hui Ziji, and who the yellow civet was?

After the winter hunt was over, the young public-funded students had already found out from some channels that it was the yellow civet that asked Su Shijun to preside over the school's guardian formation. It's just that no matter how much he rummaged through the archives of the Shushan Pavilion and looked for people to consult, he never found a trace of information about the flower cat.

And the place where the most likely to know this information is to wander - but the school is currently semi-closed, and it is difficult to get the professor's approval to go out with Zheng Qing's situation - even if he can get out, he may not be able to ask for any news. Because according to some old students who have left the school, for some reason, the wandering bar has recently closed for rectification, and the reopening time is unclear.

Maybe it feels bad to know that someone is being hidden.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Shijun finally suggested, "If I were you, I would honestly finish the final exam first... Other problems, take your time, and they will always be solved. ”