I looked up and laughed.

"Do you eat?"

"Is it really possible?" The woman's face showed a perfect surprise, but her actual performance was much more casual than what she said. When I brought the plate to the table and put down the knife and fork, she had already folded her hands together, said "Then I'm not polite," and cut the bacon.

I sat lazily on the chair, raised my chin, and looked at her unscrupulously. Maybe I should take back what I said just now: This woman is very different from the female stars I often see on TV. Her temperament is unpredictable. Combining various fragmented information judgments, it is undoubtedly a huge problem.

But trouble also means "interesting".

I glanced at a suitcase that appeared on the side of the shoe cabinet with interesting glances. It was covered with luggage signs from all over the world.

"Don't you eat?" The woman suddenly looked up and blinked at me. I shook her head:

“I don’t have the habit of having breakfast.”

The woman let out a long "oh" sound, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she silently ravaged the fried eggs on the plate.

Thinking about it carefully, this may be a very strange thing: the woman in my bathrobe sat opposite her and enjoyed breakfast quietly and happily, and I didn't even know her name.

I began to realize that I and this unnamed woman were both crazy.

Perhaps she was consistent with my idea, and she still had a fork in her mouth, and couldn't help laughing "sneer".

"You are really interesting... Shi Zuocai?"

When I read my name, my tone was a little slow, with a little bit of questioning. It seemed to have a deep meaning. This made me feel more and more interesting.

"There are not many people in this world who think I am interesting. In fact, besides you, there is only my psychologist."

"Psychologist?"

"A single middle-aged woman with a slutty and unkempt appearance." I shook my head, "but you are much scarier than her."

"Why?" She turned her head slightly and curled her lips innocently.

"My psychologist won't try to tempt me by putting on my bathrobe-" I put my neck on my backrest to make myself feel more comfortable:

"——And, she wouldn't be so conservative that she put on her underwear in her bathrobe and wolves spray in her inner bag."

The woman's face showed no surprise at all, but she just stuck out her tongue lightly, as if she was discovered by a prank. This surprised me and even secretly shocked me.

“What is useful is good.”

This insane sentence is incomprehensible. But she doesn't intend to explain it. The woman pushed the dining plate, put her hands on the table, held her chin, and came closer to look at me seriously, with unconcealed curiosity in her eyes:

"You are indeed very smart."

My heart beat, and I vaguely noticed something was wrong. The woman's lips were still twitching, and it was a faint rose pink:

"It's much more powerful than I thought."

Inexplicably uneasy climbed into my heart, and I moved backwards:

"So what? Are there any troubles to look for me? An unknown lady?"

She suddenly said:

"Smoke sight."

I was stunned.

She continued:

"Liu Yanxiu. Yanxiu's eyes are charming."

Before I could react, she had already smiled, her eyes curled like crescent moons:

"Shi Zuocai, do you want to be a crazy teacher?"

"Improper." I stood up apart from my normal behavior.

"If you come to me for this, please come back."

"Why?" she asked, "Do you know Master Kuangyan?"

"I don't know, nor am I interested in understanding."

She asked again why.

“Because it’s very troublesome.”

She smiled: "You don't understand, how can you be sure if it will be troublesome?"

"Because you took a shower."

"Is there anything wrong with these two?" She tilted her head.

I sighed helplessly.

"have."

"You showed up at my house when I was asleep, with a suitcase, and took a shower in the morning. It's very likely that you were tired from the journey and didn't have the chance to take a shower yesterday. You came over on a long journey and the channels were unclear, but I think the most likely one was the plane. Because the weather station reported a typhoon warning yesterday, I remember that only one Sydney to Guangzhou plane landed smoothly at Baiyun Airport, and the others would land in Shenzhen. It's 8 o'clock now, and the landing time of the plane is 6 o'clock, and the time to come here from Baiyun Airport is just right. The latest Sydney Airport luggage sign on your suitcase also confirms this."

"...A woman I don't know but obviously knows me a lot, of the same age but has a good financial ability. She flew back from Australia from thousands of miles away. She didn't even intend to take a break and rushed into my house. She suddenly asked me to be a 'crazy teacher' with a harmless smile on her face. Do you think I have any reason to accept your invitation?"

The woman nodded with a smile and spoke lightly:

“Something.”

I suddenly felt a splitting headache. You can never wake up a person who pretends to be sleepy, and the same is true for a woman who pretends to be stupid. I said coldly:

"What's the reason?"

"No one in this world is more suitable to be a madman than you."

"To be honest, sometimes I feel more suitable to be a great writer." I grabbed my hair and got tired of this absurd game:

"But I am still a high school student who needs government funding to live, and I am also a mental patient. The reality is cruel, and it is always very different from what people expect. Do you understand what I mean? If you understand, it is best to start cleaning up the details now and go back to your house to sleep before I call the police to arrest people..."

"That's different." The woman suddenly interrupted me. I looked up in surprise and found that she was looking at me with a very strange look, serious and confident.

"What I want to tell you is not something like good steel is used on the blade."

She stood up slowly, then she put her hands on the waist-high table - her calf under the bathrobe suddenly slapped up, climbed up on the table in a posture that was close to kneeling, and looked up at me.

"Have you heard of the story of the ugly duckling? The reason why the ugly duckling becomes a white swan has nothing to do with hard work or encounters, because... it is originally a white swan."

Her knees, her hands slowly moved forward, she pushed the plate away and gradually approached me, her eyes shining.

The dining plate was pushed to the ground, and my light saw the fork falling on the ground, and the cold climbed up to the back of my neck.

She is still talking.

"The same is true for you. The reason why I am here is that everything is destined. About your talents, your life experience, your adoptive parents, the car accident ten years ago... You may have vaguely realized it yourself, but you never understood it."

The woman was getting closer and closer to me, and suddenly I had the urge to stay away from her immediately and escape from this place. I knew that the feeling did not belong to me, but my legs were completely stiff and could not move.

"But some things cannot be avoided, aren't they... Shi Zuocai?"

Her tone was like compassion. She stretched out her hand on the table to pinch the corner of my clothes. I looked like a lost dog, lowering my head without resistance. The woman came over gently. I could feel her breath brushing through my ears, making me feel confused. She seemed to be smiling, with endless cunning, and said softly:

"Anti-wolf spray, beauty tricks... are all clichés. But what is useful is good... The reason why you didn't drive me out is because of what I did, which inadvertently eliminated your sense of crisis, right?"

I finally understood that this woman was a complete demon. She had seen through all my thoughts and used the anti-wolf spray she had put down in her bathrobe and underwear, to create an image of a poor woman who clearly wanted me but was afraid of being violated by me. In fact, it was precisely because I saw through these with self-righteousness that I did not choose to call the police as soon as possible. If all this was not true, what would her nature be like?

"What I do is part of the skills of Kuangyan Master. Kuangyan Master is a very complicated and interesting profession. I know you will be interested... Sooner or later, there will be a day when you will be able to use it."

The woman finally lost her mind to tease me, sat on the table with her knees together, looking at me sincerely. I was speechless, and after a while, I said depressed:

"Master Kuangyan...what is it?"

The woman tilted her head and smiled. The smile seemed to have the temperature of melting the spring breeze, but I just felt like a devil showing her face.

Notes:

Demon (Tarot card)

Interpretation of the card: The demon looked at the slaves bound by iron chains and smiled proudly. Although the slaves were bound by iron chains, they could get rid of the demons as long as they helped each other. However, they had blindfolded their eyes by the demons and were willing to be driven by them. They looked carefully and had grown horns and tails like demons.
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