When the fact that Guan Nanjing was almost not dead finally became confirmed public information on a small scale, the three male classmates in the first year of the Spell High School suddenly fell into a delicate and awkward relationship.

"So Fushiguro-san is a friend of Kannan-san since childhood?" Shunping was almost out of his body: "What, how can it be...... Didn't he come back from abroad......"

Yoshino Shunhei still thought that Guannanjing, like him, did not have any close friends at all......

The blow to Megumi Fushiguro was no less than his: "...... So, he never mentioned me? How...... Not. ”

He covered his mouth.

"No!" Knotweed Yuhito was still arguing with Shunping about the order of first come, first served, pointing to his face and staring wide-eyed, "When I entered the school in the spring, Kagami and I were still in the same school!" We've been together for months, much longer than Shunpei has known him—"

"Yes, that's right." Yoshino Shunhei hung his head in embarrassment and loss: "Sure enough, Kannan-san-chan still has amnesia, his former friends are like Fushiguro-san, and Knotweed-san, and it was a complete accident that I met him......"

"Don't be presumptuous." Megumi Fushiguro had a headache again, frowning as if he was very impatient with the pool noodles, but in fact, he wanted to express his concern in his heart.

Just opening your mouth is not at all like that.

Knotweed Yuhito was obviously much better at it than him, although he didn't even realize very clearly that Shunhei was having an inferiority complex, but he was very honest and communicated with the other party equally: "But, if you forget Fushiguro, then you must have forgotten it with me, right?" So now, in fact, Shunping is the only and most important friend in Kagame's memory...... Damn, suddenly a little jealous and hurt......"

As he spoke, he pursed his lips, and his eyes seemed to have turned into beanie eyes, with small pearls hanging on them. Now it was Yoshino's turn to explain in a hurry: "No......"

"What are you talking about, cute?" The door drawbar behind the three of them was suddenly pulled open, and the tall silver-haired man poked his head in, pointed at himself with a smile and asked, "Today's mission is almost late, I see that Idichi is already waiting for you—the spells that have been generated due to the change of seasons since entering October are very magical, and you can't slack off." ”

"We were just talking about the mirror, Gojo-sensei!" Knotweed Yuhito raised his hand to answer the question: "Everyone was surprised to know that Kagami was actually classmates with us at different times and schools. ”

"Ahh As if he had discovered a new continent, Gojo Satoru looked at them with his chin propped up on his hand, and said with emotion, "It's true! ”

"yes, yes!!" Knotweed Yuhito responded more enthusiastically.

There was a warm atmosphere flowing between the two of them, but they had no idea what they were feeling high in such a daily conversation.

There are two people left: ......

"However, I haven't asked the teacher yet." Knotweed Yuhito finished celebrating before he remembered to ask someone to answer his questions: "Why does the teacher know the mirror?" How do you feel that everyone in the high school already knows him, so does the principal of the night moth, so does the glass doctor, and even Nana Ming! …… Was he going to go to school here? Is it our classmate? ”

Gojo Satoru's beautiful lips, which were soft and shiny, looked like they were being carefully maintained, and after two seconds, he suddenly smiled and raised his two index fingers and said playfully: "No, in fact, Kagami studied here eleven years ago, and he is your authentic elder!" So the teacher, I'm the real classmate of the mirror, okay, he admired me very much when he was studying, and he was a hundred times more enthusiastic than he liked everyone——"

"Don't!" The three air bulging crayons shouted in unison: "Who would believe this kind of nonsense!" Gojo-sensei is lying again! ”

Who wants to believe this kind of nonsense, deceive people to deceive him, Qi Suo is really a bad mother who is too rebellious.

Recently, he did not allow the expansion phase to play with Guannanjing, the reason is "not to mix with inferior products".

This is a very strange thing, at least Guan Nanjing has never seen such a scathing and mean face of the other party, as if the swelling is not a freshly born "companion", but some kind of highly toxic pollution source.

Originally, he didn't like to see those human curse masters, and in the spell spirit combination, the real person was disgusted with him and fought several times, and now he didn't want to live together in the same space at all. Leaky Pot and Hua Yu take care of him inexplicably, but the two spirits are always working hard for "Xia Youjie" outside, and when they get along with Guannanjing, they often ask him to help treat him...... Finally, there is the Tuogen, which is still not well developed, sleeping in chaos every day, and going wherever others tell it to go, as if it lacks the power to completely transform from a curse to a full-fledged super-grade spell spirit.

This motivation is often to fight, but as autumn comes, they are getting busier and busier with their feet on the ground, and no one has the time and energy to venture out and play with the Dhagogun, except for the Nanjing.

But he had no strength at all.

The temperature decreased, and in autumn, Qi Suo's shell got better day by day, and Xia Youjie's body rejuvenated, and what was reduced became a mirror of the south view. Although his human skin was conjured by him, nothing has changed, but as the summer vacation is over, the new semester has begun, and Qi Suo is too busy to study with him, he can only stay here, like a shadow that is pale and silent in the scorching sun.

In the past, he would occasionally eat something, as if he was playing some kind of human role, but lately his only food seemed to be sandalwood, and dozens of bunches a day almost drowned the whole courtyard in this smell.

This taste made people who wanted to visit "Xia Youjie" secretly convinced, and said that the other party didn't care whether he was sincere or not, whether he was doing blood business or not, but he still had a little self-cultivation in the part of being a monk.

It was during this time that the expansion phase slowly increased its contact with the Guannan Mirror. At first, it may have been just to repay him for braiding his bad looks, or reciting waka for his blood, but that night Guan Nanjing lay on the gradually bare branches of the pear tree, and when he looked at the moon with the autumn wind, he brought him a coat.

"It's cold."

Although he was not born for a long time, his two younger brothers talked a lot, and the expansion seemed to be simple and more silent. The moonlight shone on his beautiful face and slender fingers, and Guan Nanjing didn't look at him, but also saw him clearly, but said coldly: "I'm not human." ”

“…… But it's still cold, isn't it? ”

Guan Nanjing finally looked down at him. Although the branches of this tree are thick, the branches are very short, and the swelling phase is high, and after Guannanjing lowers his wrist and turns sideways, he can pull the exploding braid that is closest to him on the head of the bulging phase. I don't know why, he always felt that he had seen other people, with black hair that was curled up like a sea urchin but soft to the touch, so he really pulled it.

The swelling is probably used to being tossed by his younger brothers, obviously with a world-weary and indifferent handsome face and a strong physique that looks like he can burst three Guannan mirrors, but he is unusually obedient when he is played, standing motionless in place, only hanging his long eyelashes. Long eyelashes are also very familiar, and Guan Nanjing is more and more puzzled about why he feels as if he has seen him in his previous life, even though he is obviously a curse for the first time:

"Why is it crooked here?"

He let go of his hand and gently touched his somewhat rough and crooked side of the fried flower ponytail. Only then did the other party raise his eyes and look at him: "It was the bad appearance that pierced me." ”

They are brothers. But since the brotherhood is deep, he shouldn't take his younger brother to do things for Qi Suo...... Guan Nanjing withdrew his hand, but still didn't accept the coat he brought. It didn't matter if he was cold, he held a sturdy branch in his hand, and sat down on the tree with one turn.

Under the moonlight, the wide white undershirt he was wearing was blown up by the wind, looking very elegant, and it was rare to bring a little innocence in the bloody and conspiracy atmosphere of the hall. The two pigtails swayed slightly in the wind, so beautiful that the yin owl and the overly aggressive face were rarely smaller, and with each slight shaking, the moonlight shining through behind him made his face show a different luster.

The moon in the south mirror was blocked, and he couldn't pinch one to hang in the sky, which was a reality he couldn't create. But he didn't kick him down, he just let the other man unfold his clothes, half-knelt on the branches, leaned over, unfolded, and wrapped around his shoulders.

After putting on his coat, he jumped down and disappeared into the dark wooden cloister.

From this time on, they slowly began to speak, and sometimes they would come back with bloody breath, bent one leg and wrist on it, sit on the window and listen in silence to Guannan Jing to read to the bad phase and the blood, and later it became a paper lantern to play with the bad phase and the blood every day. But before he had time to tie it for two days, Guannanjing was lifted into his hand by Qi Suo, and the three brothers of the Nine Phases Diagram were isolated by him and didn't know where to go.

"You're sick." Guan Nanjing didn't have the strength to quarrel, and let the other party drag him away, only to feel that the matter of "living" itself had become an extreme torture: what kind of thing was he? It's not a human, it's not a ghost, it's not a curse, it's just a matter of being held in the hands of a rope, not knowing where it comes from or where it's going, no connection with anyone or anything, it's only allowed to be tied to him alone, not alive or dead.

It just exists, without memory, without freedom, without purpose, without meaning, simply existing.

This extreme pain, which comes from "my existence" itself, is so abstract that Guannanjing cannot express, cope, or deal with. He was thrown into the room by the rope, and the human form dispersed like smoke from an incense burner, a small piece of mist, shapeless—the other man took the necklace on his chest, took it out, and poured mana into it.

For Guannanjing, this is a very cruel torture. So it didn't take long for the fog to twist and howl silently and miserably.

Qi Suo let go of his hand and sighed:

"Didn't you tell the mirror, don't deal with scrap. You're going to make it hard for Mommy, baby. Is it that I've been too busy lately, and you're too lonely alone? I apologize to you, but it can't be like this anymore - the world isn't good, it's hopeless, and neither are humans and spellcasters, inferior in evolution. Those failed products are even more inferior to the miscellaneous items, in terms of use value, they are just disposable gloves, which should be thrown away when they are used up, and they cannot be mixed with them all day long. ”

"And what am I?" Guan Nanjing's voice was like a torn cloth: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"What do I want? It's all for your good, baby. He crouched down, his palm lightly resting on the edge of the mist, and the Guannan Mirror gradually condensed into a human entity in his hand, trembling palely, his eyes glazed over. Qi Suo gently stroked his cheek with love, and whispered, "Sooner or later...... You'll understand Mom. ”

Guannan Jing, whose body couldn't move, responded by biting his tiger mouth viciously, biting the scarlet blood belonging to Xia Youjie and sliding his mouth. Qi Suo still had a certain doting look, watching him and not letting go.

This kind of thing may only be exciting for Xia Youjie himself, and almost all of his adolescent non-mainstream obscure and sad x fantasies* are in this style of content. He thought to himself, it's good that he didn't cheap this bastard.

What is there to read? Throughout the two years of studying in the South Mirror, the high school is about to become one of the things that Qi Suo regrets the most in the past twenty years, look at what guys are around him-

It made my son's personality not good.

"Isn't it good to stay with your mom all the time? Isn't it enough to have a mom? In this world, only I love you the most, and you are also my only and most beloved child. You're not a scrap, you're not a disposable glove, you're my sweetheart. ”

Letting the blood slide down and wet his sleeves, he picked up the Guannan mirror with a smile, put him on the bed, gently covered the quilt for him, and arranged the broken hair around his ears. The tall black-haired man leaned over, as if the sandalwood that had penetrated every strand of hair was strangely bitter, and promised him, "We will never be separated." ”

At this moment, Guan Nanjing couldn't feel whether he was telling the truth or a lie, but this was too separated, his body was saying "I want my mother, and my mother loves you too", but his soul was saying "No, it's not what he said at all", so it was his turn to become those things controlled by his magic power, being pulled into the gap between truth and falsehood, fiction and reality, and his mind was completely blank.

He didn't realize he was crying. He thinks this is maternal love, but why is maternal love not as warm and heartbeat as the hug in the movie, but full of blood, grotesque and painful.

"It won't be too long, baby, good." Qi Suo teased him under the eyes and whispered, "Halloween is coming." ”

"What do you want me for?" Guan Nanjing asked in a hoarse voice.

"You don't have to do the dirty work, I know you don't like it, so you don't have to do it." Qi Suo smiled: "Just stand next to me and give it to someone...... Just take a look. ”