Raising Octopus Juvenile

Cecil did not appear surprised.

"I probably guessed it." She sighed softly, her eyes moved out of the window involuntarily.

Lanni's figure had already left, and the rose garden was empty, with only the wanton blooming roses left. These roses showed amazing vitality, but her life was passing silently, just like those rainwater flowing through the branches of roses.

Can't stay.

"Now I can talk?" Bode slowly said, "That little guy has returned to your room."

Cecil nodded, his expression as calm and soft as ever.

Bode's fingers rested on her forehead, and the fingertips were pale and cold. He stared at Cecil seriously, his voice was low and slow, and he slowly said:

"Cecil, listen up, I'm not kidding. Your body can't last long... Your internal organs, organs, and bones are all degenerating and weakening at an alarming rate. If you leave it alone, it won't take more than ten days. , You will die completely."

"So this is ah."

Cecil smiled, calm as if he knew the result.

In fact, after drinking Lenny's blood, she always had a faint feeling of palpitations. She clung to Lanny not only because she didn't want to leave Lanny, but also because she had a bad premonition in her heart. She subconsciously felt that she and Lanny would spend less and less time together, so she didn't want to separate every second.

It now appears that her hunch is correct.

Presumably, the vigilante warning didn't appear again, and it was also for this reason-she was already a dead person without life in the judgment of the will of the world.

"What happened?" Bode looked at her, retracted his hands and sat upright. The expression on his face is very complicated, obviously serious, and even a little angry, but the look in his gray eyes is very sad, "Don't hide it from me anymore, while we still have time."

Cecil sighed and said in a low voice: "I didn't mean to hide it from you on purpose, but there is nothing to say. I didn't expect it to be like this..."

"How can I know if you don't tell me!" Bode murmured intolerably.

Cecil was stunned by his roar and blinked blankly.

The man in front of him, who is always lazy and disheartened about everything, is now looking at her with scorching eyes. The expression in his eyes had never been so serious, anger and forbearance grief intertwined in those deep gray eyes, and finally turned into powerless.

Bode leaned down and slowly hugged Cecil. He stroked Cecil's hair, and his voice whispered in her ears:

"Cecile, don't welcome death so frankly. I will find a way, no matter what method I use...I won't let you die."

Cecil said in a daze: "Teacher..."

"You also know that I am your teacher." Bode chuckled, and then his voice softened again, "Don't be afraid, there must be a way. So, tell me everything, let's find a way together, okay? "

"Hmm..." Tears flickered in Cecil's eyes, and Bode let go of her and wiped the end of her eyes.

Cecil sucked his nose, got up and walked over to the seat opposite Bode to sit down.

"That day, Lena and I went to the bookstore for an appointment..."

She recounted everything she encountered in Jielan Lane that day, including the conversation with Marty, the limbs corroded by the monster's gastric juice, and the recovery of her body after drinking Lenny's blood.

Bode frowned deeply and slowly raised doubts: "You said that Marty has not suffered corrosion?"

Cecil: "Well, those liquids didn't have any effect on him."

"He also said that he can help you recover?"

"Yes, his original words were, "No matter how broken your body is, he can help you recover." Although it sounds incredible, his appearance at the time...very convincing."

Cecil still remembers what Marty was like at the time.

He floated in a pool of flowing blood, his smile gloomy and unclear. He raised his hands and talked, bringing hope and gospel to those who are in pain, as if he were the **** himself.

Even Cecil was almost bewitched by him.

Bode pondered slightly, and suddenly said, "Cecile, do you remember the changed student?"

Cecil nodded: "Remember, his name is Keane."

"If you remember correctly, he should be the first person to change. Is it possible that he died before the change and was ‘restored’ again?"

Cecil was silent. After a while, she finally said: "If this is the case..."

"If this is the case, as Marty who knows and is sure that the body can recover, he must be inseparable from the mutant." Bode's expression became more and more gloomy.

Cecil lowered his face, lost in thought.

Thinking about it carefully, Marty is indeed too mysterious. Except for the first occasional encounter, the next two meetings were at a very delicate node. Whether it's the chance encounter of the Stars Cross or swallowing it in the stomach with the monster, thinking about it now, all are full of design and deliberateness.

"But what does he have to do with my physical weakness? It is the skeleton monster that really hurt me..." Cecil couldn't understand.

"It could also be your little pet." Bode said meaningfully.

Cecil immediately retorted: "Impossible, Lanny saved me..."

"Think about it, how did he save you?" Bode interrupted her.

Cecil paused, his voice gradually lowered: "He restored my body..."

She already understood what Bode meant.

"That's it. Cecil, I'm not saying that Lenny is the culprit who hurt you, but in fact, none of us knows what he is." Bodeman said grimly, "If he really It will have something to do with the Stars Cross..."

"Then we must seriously consider whether his ‘resilience’ is good or bad."

Cecil left Bode's room. Before leaving, Bode put a delay spell on her.

"This spell can make time drain on you a little bit slower than ordinary people. Although it is not very useful, it can at least help you hold up some time." Bode rubbed her soft snow hair and soothed, "I immediately Investigate the Star Crossing. You stay at home obediently, don't think about it, and don't go out without permission."

Cecil: "I know."

How do you feel that Bode and Arnold are more and more alike.

She walked along the corridor with a complicated mood, and wanted to go back to her room. One side of her eyes scanned the rose branch that was trembling on the wall, and her heart suddenly picked up.

She is dying.

Although Bode vowed to her that there would be a way, she knew that there would be no way.

Bode is just a black magister, no matter how powerful he is, he is still human after all. Human beings cannot bring back the dead, nor can they help others bring them back to life.

Even the world has judged her death, and her life cannot be saved.

Why is this so?

She didn't believe Bode's speculation. Even if Lenny really had something to do with Star Crossing, he would definitely not harm her.

Without Lanny's blood, she couldn't live till now. Maybe she was dead when she was in the belly of the monster. It was Lanny who restored her body and forcibly kept her until now...

Cecil couldn't help thinking again. She lowered her head and walked into the Rose Garden uncontrollably with her legs.

The emerald green vines grew wildly as always, with layers of roses adorning the branches, clusters of petals, spreading from the high stone wall to her feet. She walked forward unconsciously, and at some point, a fragrant floral fragrance suddenly penetrated into her nasal cavity.

Cecil stopped and finally came back to his senses.

The snow-white rose appeared in front of her eyes. She blinked and saw a small group of short black hair soft like a rabbit tail swaying slightly under the flowers.

"Lanny?" she yelled softly.

The black-haired boy stretched out his furry head from under the rose flower, his blue eyes were crystal clear, purer than the petals covered with dewdrops.

"Cecil, do you like it?" Lenny raised the handful of roses to Cecil and looked at her hopefully, "I picked off the biggest ones."

He couldn't understand the beauty of flowers, he could only judge them by their size.

Cecil leaned close to Rose, lowered his head and smelled it, and then chuckled slightly: "It's beautiful, and it's very fragrant. I like it very much. Thank you, Lanny."

Lanny stared at her seriously.

"Cecil, what's the matter with you?" He threw the hard-picked rose to the ground, frowned slightly, and raised his hand to caress Cecil's face. "You don't look happy at all."

Is she acting so obvious?

Cecil curled his mouth and smiled softly and peacefully: "I'm very happy, it's just a little bit..."

"Is it because of Bode?" Lenny interrupted her suddenly.

Cecil was slightly stunned: "Did you hear the conversation between me and Bode?"

"No, I know you don't want to be overheard by me. I didn't listen to a word." Lanny lowered his eyelashes, his voice filled with neglected lowness, "But I don't think you like me anymore."

Cecil was stunned for a second, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "How come? Why do you think so?"

Lanny raised his eyes and looked at her steadily.

"Because the smell on you is very bitter. From the moment you see me, your smell becomes more and more bitter."

Cecil maintained the expression when he chuckled, but couldn't say anything to cover up.

Sure enough, Lenny could not be fooled. Although she tried to hide, she couldn't control her true emotions. As soon as she saw Lanny, she would be so sad that she would almost suffocate, and the thought of leaving Lanny soon afterwards, the pain multiplied, as if her heart was pinched, and the uneasy beating would end at any time.

Cecil felt a little sore in his eyes. She lowered her face subconsciously and said dullly: "I just, suddenly thought, one day we will all die, and then I can't be with you anymore..."

"No, Cecil." Lanny cupped her face gently and stared at her tenderly. "I won't die, and you won't die. We will always be together."

Stupid, there's nothing forever, I'm going to die soon.

Cecil retorted sadly in his heart, and the voice he uttered was already filled with a bit of crying.

"Lanny, you don't understand, human beings are much smaller than you think..."

"I understand, I understand." Lenny leaned down, rubbed her soft cheek gently like a child, and whispered, "I know humans are small and fragile, but you are different."

He hugged the girl in front of him little by little, her voice soft and distant.

"Cecile, look at me."

Cecil raised his eyes and looked at him in confusion.

Dense tentacles came out from behind Lanney. They were soft and smooth, wrapped around Cecil's limbs silently, like a gentle hug, slowly squirming, wrapping every inch of her skin, until all her senses were deprived.

"——You will see the real you."

This was the last word Cecil heard before being overwhelmed by the tentacles.