In the moonlight, the girl looked at the rubber band he handed over for two seconds and said, "I don't want these styles today."
"Oh." [Xuan Mian] rummaged through another pocket.
"I don't want these either."
[Xuan Mian] put the rubber band back and stretched out his hands. Xuan Mian was shocked to see that there were still two on his wrists.
"Then this one will do." The girl smiled and pointed to the one on her left hand.
Xuan Mian didn't find the other person bothering him at all. Instead, he took it off naturally, as if he was used to it, and handed it to the other person, asking, "Do you want me to help you with the injection?"
Xuan Mian gradually felt frightened.
Is he really the protagonist of this dream?
When did he tie his hair?
"Okay." The girl didn't hesitate.
Then, Xuan Mian, with a numb face, saw himself walking over, taking out a comb from his pocket - to complain, what's in this pocket? - and braiding a beautiful braid for the other person.
Xuan Mian didn't know the types of braids, nor could he tell the name of this hairstyle, but it would undoubtedly take many times of practice to braid that long, beautiful black hair into such an exquisite look.
"Alright." [Xuan Mian] waved his hand and created a mirror: "Take a look."
——Is magic used for times like this?
"Amian's craftsmanship has improved again!" The girl looked around and praised happily.
[Xuan Mian] curled his lips slightly.
——No, no, what are you proud of?
Xuan Mian lowered his head. Isn’t this dream too scary?
Why did he have this dream?
But no matter how much Xuan Mian doubted his life, the dream continued.
[Xuan Mian] and the girl went deep into the village, where hundreds of monsters appeared, which were far beyond the ability of Xuan Mian to deal with at the moment.
Just by seeing it in his dream, he could feel the terrifying and dark aura, which made his breathing stagnate.
But the two people in the dream were not afraid. They cooperated with each other tacitly, and rushed forward with a domineering spirit without fear.
The terrifying high-level monsters were like tofu and were easily crushed in their hands.
But there were so many monsters that in the end, both of them suffered injuries of varying degrees.
At the end, [Xuan Mian], who had taken on more attacks due to his higher level, lay weakly on the girl with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The girl took his arm and walked out with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
"A-Mian, what were you doing just now?" The girl choked and blamed him, "That attack wouldn't have caused any fatal injuries to me! Why did you block it for me?"
Xuanmian closed his eyes and said briefly, "Your hair will be torn off, and the demonic energy will invade, so it won't regenerate."
The girl was stunned: "It's broken, it's just hair, what's the big deal?"
"Of course it matters." Xuan Mian's voice gradually faded away. "You really like your hair."
“…”
The two walked out of the village.
Xuan Mian found that the dream was becoming fainter. Is it about to end?
His eyes were a little complicated. Just because the other party liked his hair, was he going to use his body to help her block the attack?
What is the relationship between him and this girl?
Who is this girl...?
What an ambiguous dream!
[Who is this person? Even Mianzi doesn't know him?]
[So annoying! No love! I hate this girl.]
[+1, and even let Xuan Mian tie her hair. What kind of ambiguous relationship is this?]
【It’s really annoying】
[It's not necessarily love. Don't you feel the trust, dependence, and affirmation in each other? Their behavior is very natural. Rather than love, I think it's more like a deeper emotion than friendship, romantic love, or family.]
[+1]
[It takes countless battles side by side to develop a tacit understanding. Could this girl also be a student at the academy?]
[In short, I don’t like it. It’s too hypocritical.]
[The key isn't whether I like him or not, the key is who this person is! ! What's going on with this dream? Is it a sign of the future?]
…
Xuan Mian woke up from his dream, sat up, and subconsciously looked at his wrist.
There's nothing on it.
It was hard to tell whether he felt relieved or a subtle sense of loss and regret. Xuan Mian lowered his eyelashes and fell into complicated thoughts.
On the other side, Shi Wuqing, who caused Xuan Mian to have this dream, was in her dormitory, combing her long white hair.
She tried to braid her hair, but failed several times and it looked ugly.
In the end, she gave up and accepted the fact that she was clumsy.
After simply combing her hair, she carefully picked up the red rope and tied it casually from the back.
When she raised her hand, the sleeve at her wrist slipped down, revealing a small section of her pale arm.
The arms were not smooth and clean, but were instead covered with densely packed black runes. On each rune, there was a faint flash of explosive red light, as if magma was about to erupt, squeezing the skin and flesh.
The moment the blood flowed out, it was absorbed by the rune, but the continuous damage and absorption still created a very terrifying visual effect.
——This is one of the prices for reversing time.
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