Gojo has become My cat

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Chapter 16

    When he woke up, Qingshuimian was already lying in his bedroom. The person standing by the bed was Nitrate, who was busy arranging his surgical tools.

    A whole row of scalpels shone with a sharp silver cold light. It just so happens that the lights in the room are also cold incandescent lamps, shining brightly, as if you are in a bright white and cold snow field.

    The cold white light fell on Qingshuimian's pale face that had lost too much blood, with a pearly white cold light.

    He weakly asked softly: "Where is Mr. Xia You?"

    It was Xia Youjie who carried him out of the alley just now. After a short distance, Qingshuimian finally passed out with peace of mind.

    "The high school of conjuration suddenly assigned him a task, so he went back first." Nitzi replied, "Don't worry, we have already arranged someone from the school to handle your affairs." Xuxu nodded his chin, Qingshuimian didn't speak any more

    .

    Nitrate slowly put on medical gloves, muttering: "Don't be nervous, this is just a minor operation. Really, don't be nervous."

    Facing the girl's comfort, Qing Shuimian responded weakly: "Thank you. I'm not very nervous."

    The girl glanced at him: "I said it to myself."

    "..."

    "By the way, this is the first time I have used the reversal technique alone without the supervision of a teacher." Said.

    "..."

    What to do? He kind of wanted to go to the hospital.

    The idea is certainly good, but with my social identity as a singer, if I go to the hospital, there may be paparazzi reports. Under the decision, Qingshuimian closed her eyes fiercely, and said.

    "Let's start."

    The blade clanged, and there was movement in the impact. At the same time, Nitro's tone floated over: "Don't be nervous."

    "It's like a dream, as short as life, and as long as a dream.... Is the butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, or Zhuang Zhou dreaming of the butterfly? It doesn't matter. .You only live your dreams*."

    The girl's soothing tone was like a dream, slowly floating in this cold light, like thousands of floating dust.

    As he listened, Qing ShuiMian shed a physiological tear from the corner of his eye. Then, he felt wrong.

    Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly is an allusion from an ancient country, and he knows it. And Nitro's whole passage was too dramatic.

    "Is this a line from a certain movie?" Qing ShuiMian asked in surprise.

    "Yeah." Nitro didn't deny it, and added in her unique calm tone, "This line appeared when a woman had an abortion, and it left a deep impression on her