The Fantastical Beasts at World’s End

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He closed the cover, stared at the man for a long time, and finally reached out and took off the man's coat expressionlessly. The coat was all right when it was dry, but it was terribly heavy when it was wet, and it added a lot of weight for nothing.

He put the man's arms around his neck and put them on his shoulders. After trying twice, he finally stood up unsteadily. He said that people who are dizzy or drink too much will look very heavy, which is not false at all. ...

The boy complained in a low voice with no expression on his face: "What a pig." While supporting the man, he staggered and moved forward with difficulty, his neck was raised, and he was flushed due to too much force, and he became angry within a few steps. panting.

Just when he was seriously considering the feasibility of throwing the man on the seashore like this, the weight on his body suddenly became lighter, and the hand that was being held by him around his neck also moved.

The boy tilted his head expressionlessly, and unexpectedly saw the man's eyes, which had been closed all the time, open. The always shrewd eyes seemed a little watery at this moment of sobriety, as if he was a little dazed.

"What's going on? Why am I here..." The man felt the wetness on his body, looked down at the two people in a state of drowning, and couldn't react.

"..." The boy who was supporting him did not answer, but rolled his eyes silently, as if he had expected such a question a long time ago, with a look of habit but extremely speechless.

The man saw that boy was silent and didn't want to talk to him at all, then looked back at the sea behind him, and said, "Am I...?"

The boy still didn't answer his question, as if he didn't think it was necessary at all, anyway, he could quickly figure out the status by asking and answering on his own.

"Did you fall into the sea just now?" Sure enough, the man asked again.

The boy continued to roll his eyes, talking nonsense, otherwise he ran in and took a shower with his clothes on...

"Go by yourself when you wake up..." The boy patted the hand that was still hanging on his shoulder impatiently, and muttered slowly: "You are too heavy." The hand slid down from his shoulder, then took a small step to the side, stood up straight alone, rubbed the shoulder that was a little sore from the pressure, and looked at the man expressionlessly.

Every time afterward, he would fall into this look, frowning deeply, as if trying to recall something but couldn't.

Tsk—the boy turned his face away, thinking in his heart: Is it useful to stand stupidly? Anyway, it is impossible to think of a flower, and I have not seen any progress after explaining for so many years...

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly raised his eyes, stared at him and said, "I remembered!"

"I remember!" Luo Xiaochen, who followed the master to the infirmary and was walking towards the dormitory, suddenly clapped his hands.

"Fuck, don't be so surprised, can you?!" Xia Zhiming was still struggling with the question of acquaintances and non-acquaintances, but was startled by Luo Xiaochen's voice, it seemed that he had been touched by a certain nerve just now. He was so frightened, as a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, he was so annoyed that he wanted to chop Luo Xiaochen up and feed the rabbit.

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