[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

"Hey, don't mention it."

Huailiang walked closer and took out a cigarette from his pocket with a slightly impatient look, but he couldn't find a lighter after searching all his pockets.

That guy named Nitro took her lighter away again.

This made her look even more anxious. She sat down on the wooden bench and stretched out her hand to Xia Youjie: "Borrow a light."

Xia Yujie sensed her obvious bad mood, hesitated for a moment, but finally compromised and took out a lighter from his trouser pocket and handed it to her.

This time, he had no reason to refuse.

"Qiang."

Sparks produced by the friction between the roller and the flint come into contact with the combustible gas released by the gas nozzle, and flames ignite instantly.

Huai Liang lowered his head, lit the cigarette between his fingers, took a few deep puffs, and felt the comfort brought by the spicy smoke lingering around his lungs.

"That magician killer is so strong that it's inhuman. Anyway, I can't beat him in terms of physical skills."

Huailiang was not ashamed to admit his weakness. "Let me rest for a while. I'll go up and discuss countermeasures with Wujun later, so I don't have to repeat it twice."

In fact, she had found a hotel and booked a hourly room after escaping from the alley.

Then he sank into his own mental barrier and tried to repair the injuries of the spiritual body Kraken.

After three hours, it did help. At least her face didn't look as pale as a ghost anymore.

"What about you? Have you encountered any curse masters who came to assassinate you?"

Xia Yujie sat down beside her and put on a nonchalant expression, "I met the leader of the Q organization, and a few other small fry, and I dealt with them all."

"There was a small episode. Wu wanted to use the technique of 'Cang' to reverse 'He', but he failed to show off."

"Haha, he hasn't given up trying to reverse the cursed power yet."

Huailiang chuckled, and his originally cold face became lively. "But then again, I really envy people like him who live a very free and easy life."

“When I see something I like or want, I just go get it, so I’m easily satisfied and don’t get burned out.”

She cracked her knuckles a few times, as if she was in some mysterious state, and continued to analyze, "Jie Jun seems to be... the kind of person who knows how to control his desires."

"But the more you suppress your inner self, the more greedy you become."

Xia Youjie put out his cigarette butt and glanced sideways with his narrow crimson eyes: "Greed?"

"Yes, even though we are both the strongest, Wu-kun doesn't have the grand ideal of making 'everyone' free from the invasion of cursed spirits."

Huailiang decided to try harder and try to change the other party's holy father thinking.

When she thought about the future she saw, in which the other party became so sinister and paranoid, she couldn't help but guess:

Is it because they are too idealistic, so after being slapped in the face by reality, their thoughts quickly slide into the abyss and go to extremes?

"And you want to protect everyone from harm. How is that possible?"

"maybe."

Seeing that she was trying to persuade him despite her tired look, Xia Yujie didn't want to reject her kindness, so he quietly changed the subject.

"I haven't had much of an appetite lately. I can't even eat the steamer-cooked soba noodles."

Summer is the peak season for cursed spirits to gather. Due to the characteristics of his cursed spirit manipulation technique, he felt very nauseous every time after exorcising a cursed spirit.

Xia Youjie curled his lips, with a hint of a smile: "Perhaps Liang-san has any idea?"

Moonlight, summer night, empty garden.

Huailiang's beast-like instinct told her that this was a rare opportunity.

"You can try other flavors, maybe they can offset the taste of the Curse Jade."

"for example?"

Through the curling white smoke, she stretched out her voice, like a mesmerizing siren under the moonlight, and murmured slowly: "Do you want to kiss?"

Xia Yujie was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and looked at the beautiful face that looked particularly white under the moonlight.

"Is this some kind of... new joke?"

Huailiang lowered his head, shook the ashes from his fingertips, then deftly took out a cigarette from the box and handed it over, "Try this."

Xia Yujie took it as he was told: "KENT, Wrigley cigarettes?"

"I just got this recently. It's minty and very refreshing."

Huailiang chuckled and said word by word: "K, E, N, T, Kiss ever never teach."

The girl's clear voice was like a bug that drilled into his ears, and a tingling sensation spread from the base of his ear to his inside.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you."

Huailiang blew out a smoke ring lazily: "Kissing is something you learn naturally."

After that, she turned her head and looked at the street lamp on the side: "Isn't it romantic?"

The chirping of cicadas in the sultry night rang in Xia Yujie's ears, but it could not cover up the rapid and deep sound coming from his chest.

"Hmm, so what you just said is that smoking Wrigley cigarettes is like kissing?"

He couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed. He felt annoyed at his own heart rate that had slowed down more than ten seconds ago.

"Yeah, I think it's romantic."

Huailiang shook his head slightly and raised his chin towards the dim halo: "No, I mean these moths seem to look very romantic."

"Like a moth, it throws itself into the flame, recklessly abandoning death."

"I've seen a lot of stories about moths in books and movies, and they're all romanticized, but I think this kind of behavior is terribly stupid."

She didn't give him time to think and digest the topic, and jumped to a new topic: "So, Jay, where is the gift you said you would bring me?"

"I……"

Xia Youjie was confused by the other party's words and didn't know where to start to sort out the problem.

He wanted to say that he didn't care whether there were moths or not, it was none of his business.

I just want to ask if the sentence "Do you want to kiss?" is an invitation to him?

Was it because he didn't agree directly that the topic turned to cigarettes?

Or was he just overthinking it?

Xia Yujie also wanted to say that the new electronic products prepared for her have arrived.

It is placed in his dormitory room and he can get it from him at any time.

It would be best if she came alone... Of course, he didn't mean to do anything bad, he just wanted to be alone with her for a while, was that not possible?

A tangled mess of thoughts consumed his brain, and he didn't know whether it was her face or her words that confused his senses.

He just felt as if he was drunk and fell into a hot flash.

He could feel the excitement and anxiety swelling in his chest, like an inflating balloon that was about to burst.

A subtle atmosphere lingered between the two of them, with only the soft chirping of cicadas remaining.

Suddenly, a voice from above broke the silence.