Candy Wizard and Travel

Just sitting on the bed, waiting for tiredness to hit me.

Time passed little by little, and her sitting posture deformed little by little. The witch who was leaning on the back of the bed closed her eyes. At the same time, the out-of-control magic power automatically dissipated, and the lights disappeared——

"Tuk!"

Perhaps it was a fallen leaf with a unique angle, or a night-flying bird. The dull sound of hitting the wooden building was particularly clear at night.

With her brows furrowed, Fran, who was trapped by the trivial and terrifying dream, opened her eyes in horror. The starlight from the skylight calmed her down a little, and she did not cry out in shame.

As she fell asleep, with the wand still in her hand, Fran turned on the light.

"Hu-hu-"

His chest was rising and falling violently, and the terror in the dream was not far away. His pajamas were slightly soaked with sweat, and he felt a little cold when he sat up.

The brain gradually functions, and some dreams are too late to be remembered, but some are more clear.

Rich associations and clear senses are often the bane of mankind.

After a while, the fallen leaves outside the window, the whimpering night owl, the shrieking wind blowing through the treetops...the calm night became lively. It seemed that there was a passionate friend hidden outside the window, under the dressing table, in the closet... everywhere.

Chapter 70:Speechless Night

It should be noted that it is ten o'clock at night.

It was originally expected that each person would speak several times, but it turned out that only two rounds were held, and the end time was around eight o'clock.

After taking a shower, Fran sat on the bed in a daze. She fell asleep and was frightened awake by a nightmare within an hour.

Fortunately, it's not too late yet.

The child who is good at telling stories is still awake and is cleaning the sculpture bit by bit with a soft brush. The magic still lacks a sense of reality, but after cleaning, he will use the retrospect magic again to repair the extremely minor damage.

Because he had taken a nap, he was not sleepy at all when he lay in bed at nine o'clock. After looking at the stars for a long time, his eyes were sore, so he got up and did some boring things to consume energy.

The method of maintaining these models was taught by the rogue artist classmate. He learned about Sunday's make-up lessons from Rubin, and made an appointment to chat with Xidi at that time about the experience of model making, shaping and coloring, and the schedule for Sunday. plus one.

After using different techniques to clean up Fran's models one by one, he was not only no longer sleepy, but also more energetic.

If this doesn't work, you won't be able to guarantee eight hours of sleep if you don't sleep.

Xidi put down the models with great perseverance and arranged them one by one.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

The door was knocked lightly.

"Xiao Xidi, aren't you asleep yet?"

——“Boom!”

"coming……"

After a slightly unnatural response, the slight sound of slippers gradually came.

This made Fran a little confused. Could it be that she was also frightened by the ghost story?

After a while, the door opened, and Xidi, with a red forehead, looked at the teacher in front of her.

He was indeed frightened, and hit his head when he flipped the bookshelf, but the speed with which he cast the Silence Magic and the Transfer Magic definitely set a new record. As he walked over, he used ice magic to calm his heartbeat and barely managed to hold himself still.

"Huh? Is your forehead okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I touched it when I got up just now. I applied ice to it."

"Ah, that's fine."

"Teacher, you're still up so late. Is there something wrong?"

This is a bit strange.

"Well..." Fran's tone was erratic, and she started to make up an excuse, "Xiao Xidi usually goes to bed at nine o'clock. I haven't turned off the lights yet, so I came to take a look."

"I'm getting ready to go to bed...Teacher, your condition doesn't look good."

After looking at it for a few times, Xidi put her feet up and stretched out her hands to smooth the wrinkles of the teacher's collar. The fabric felt moist and her skin was slightly cool. A closer look showed that Fran's face was also a little pale. This state was all too familiar to him. .

"You had a nightmare?"

The warmth and sweetness on her shoulders made the witch feel trance-like.

"Ah, that..."

I can't keep my mouth shut anymore.

"……Yes."

"Okay, anyway, let's change clothes first. Teacher, do you want to sleep with me at night?"

Looking at her disciple's concerned eyes, Fran hesitated.

……

People always make emotional choices at night.

After a while, Fran changed into pajamas and lay next to Xi Di with her pillow and quilt in her arms. She covered her face with the quilt in dejection, and a muffled voice came from under the quilt.

"Xiao Xidi, it's embarrassing for the teacher to be afraid of those things at such an old age."

"Nothing like that."

Xidi made the bed, put her quilt aside, and thoughtfully took out the magic lamp. As long as magic is injected into it, it can glow for a long time. It was a gift from the last time I bought a bunch of furniture.

"Everyone has something they are afraid of. It's just that you happen to encounter something you're not good at. And people are always afraid of those intangible things. The more people know about it, the more afraid they will be."

The disciple's voice was calm and clear, with a gentle comforting tone.

——This child is the one who can become her mother.

An unexpected and funny thought flashed through her mind, which relieved Fran's mood a little. She picked up the quilt and observed the disciple sitting next to her through the gap.

Speaking of which, this was the third time she came to Xidi's room after moving to the cabin.

The bed was from her previous house and was placed in the master bedroom of the original owner. It was spacious enough for three or four people to sleep on it, so the distance between it and the disciple was not too close.

The quilt had been exposed to the sun two days ago, and it had a warm feeling from the sun. The mattress was not soft, so it was suitable for the growing period, and your back could be straightened when you sat on it.

I just lit the incense, and a light sweetness lingered, which had a soothing effect, and my mood calmed down unconsciously.

Fran got her head out and looked around covertly.

The wardrobe and bookshelf are neat and tidy, with no unnecessary furnishings. The robe embroidered with candy patterns is hung neatly on the hanger, the platycodon and lavender badges are placed on the bedside table, and there are two puppets on this side. It feels like a little kid.

"Xiao Xidi is such a good boy...are you still not sleeping?"

"Actually, I took a nap at noon. I'm not very sleepy now. I can still chat with you for a while."

"No, no, if you keep talking, the teacher will lose face." Fran turned over and smiled, "Go to sleep, the teacher can just lie here."

Although he is just a child, his voice is soft, and he usually has to raise his head when talking to himself, but the feeling of being with him is very reassuring.

"Did I turn off the lights?"

"Turn it off, I'll be fine."

The lights go out.

Through the skylight, the stars from the night before were still bright.

"Good night, teacher."

"Good night, my disciple."

Fran closed her eyes and fell asleep in the warmth.

This feeling of having something to rely on in fear, with a long-standing sense of familiarity, makes people nostalgic.

……

midnight--

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

"Clap clap clap."

"Wow!"

The wind picked up, the branches swayed and collided, and the remaining ginkgo leaves drifted and fell, making people worry whether they would all fall tonight.

Nights in the woods are never peaceful.

Fran opened her eyes.

I didn’t have any nightmares this time, I just woke up.

In confusion, she reached for the bedside table, trying to get a glass of water to drink from. After groping for a while and not finding anything, the lingering smell of candy reminded her that this was in Hidi's room.

Her sleep quality has always been very good, but now she can't sleep. It may be due to the intermittent dreams in the first half of the night, plus the slightly unfamiliar bed, which is normal.

When people can't sleep, it's always easy to have random thoughts at night. For example, now, the scene of her and Xi Di relaying stories came to mind again.

Thin clouds covered the stars, and there was almost no light in the room. If you stretched your hand far away, you couldn't see your fingers.

Wrapped in the quilt tightly, Fran felt that in every darkness there was an enthusiastic audience lurking with teeth and claws.

She silently moved towards Xi Di. The bed was too big and the middle part was so cold.

Moving further, I felt a slight undulation.

Roll again, okay, hit the quilt.

Fran moved her head slowly. From this distance, she could still see the outline in front of her clearly. She was a little curious about the sleeping posture of her disciple.

Then, she saw the disciple lying on his back with his hands folded on his abdomen. He was sleeping very peacefully. He did not snore or grind his teeth. Even his breathing was very weak. He was so peaceful that it would not be strange to sleep in a narrower covered place. A sleeping position.

"!"

Fran turned her head stiffly, feeling even more panicked.

Chapter 71: Fran’s Emotional Management Strategy Part Two

I don’t know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, a light sweet smell lingered on the tip of my nose.

When she opened her eyes, Fran saw a squirrel running past the window.

The songs of robins and thrushes are beautiful and moving, not as harsh as those of night owls.

She hadn't felt the morning scent in a while, and she woke up so early today.

When she sat up in a daze, she looked at the unfamiliar room and tilted her head.

where is this...

The brain worked slowly, cruelly and firmly, presenting her with the memory of last night——

Ah, it turns out that it was because telling the ghost story not only did not scare the disciples, but actually scared me. I ran to Xiao Xidi's room holding the quilt in my arms at night.

Lie on your back, adjust well, cover yourself with a quilt, and roll two layers to cover your mouth.

"--woo woo woo woo!"

The witch was covered in the quilt and screamed like a groundhog.

It's hard to describe the feeling when shame is completely exploded. It runs through the mind like an electric shock. Sometimes, people always hate themselves for not being able to forget.

"After doing such a shameful thing, I can no longer be a teacher..."

The whole person was wrapped up in a spring roll - rolled up, Fran rolled around on the bed trying to travel back to the past faster than the speed of light.

When Xidi walked in, she saw this scene.

His teacher had completely crushed the neatly folded quilt on his side, and was still making a "wuwu" sound in his mouth. It was difficult to guess his mental state at this moment.

In short, his shallow life experience told him that it was better not to disturb him at this time.

Xi Di stared at it for a while, then closed the door understandingly.

……

Breakfast had just been prepared, and it was already close to eight o'clock. For Hidi, who always got up around six o'clock, it was not uncommon for him to stay in bed, but it only happened one day a year - he left Hameln. Since I can’t remember that day, I would randomly pick a day with good weather from late spring to summer and turn the bed into a loaf of bread to sleep on for a day.

Of course not today.

It's not that he didn't wake up, he just didn't get out of bed.