【Zhou Fumei】The Immortal Witch and the Child She Picked Up

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The Witch and Snow Flower in front of Faust are just like the first time they saw him that year.The difference is that this time the witch is crying, and now the witch who is shorter than herself is crying.

The able-bodied Faust was lying on the sofa, trying to find a topic to break the silence: "I'm sorry." Faust spoke. "The rose is broken."

The witch stood up and clapped her hands, "Is there anything I can't repair?" The thorns held the petals to open the door, and Mephistopheles made a gesture and turned around, and the petals returned to the calyx, turning into a beautiful and seductive flower again. Man's red rose.The witch put her hips akimbo triumphantly.

The room fell into awkward silence.After all, a few hours ago, one of these two people was red-eyed and the other was missing arms and legs.

Faust also knew that he couldn't continue to stimulate the Witch now. What the other party had to sacrifice was an endless lifespan, so he had to be given enough time to think about it.Looking at the rose in his hand, he coughed and cleared his throat, holding it with both hands and handing it to the witch who raised him.

Faust also knew that he should say something, especially on the occasion of sending a different flower like a rose.Who told him to say something nasty like dying for love just now, and now his brain is a little bit froze. "...we'll be able to grow our own roses in the future."

Mephisto gritted his teeth and didn't look at him, "It's not like you don't know how much roses consume, it's impossible to use them."

Faust is still holding the flower. "Then use it to see, you are a witch with her own rose."

Mephisto took the flowers with a sigh, yawned, and ordered Faust to make him a supper, he was very sleepy.After the little snake disappeared into the smoke in the kitchen, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the rose.This smear of red was so intense that it turned black, it was like a red meteorite that had been overheated and cooled down. Just holding it in the palm of your hand felt hot, and the face was also very hot.

"Oh, you're blushing." A thorn that hadn't been removed asked enthusiastically.The witch stepped on it hard, using the sharpest part of the heel to make the thorn groan in pain. "Hey, hey, it hurts, it hurts, Lord Mephisto, let me go—" The witch liked to bully people, so she increased her strength a little, and smiled as she watched the thorns slapping the ground under her feet.

I don't know what it feels like to step on Faust's tail.The witch suddenly had a bad idea.

"I can't do it, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, let me go, Mrs. Witch—" Begging for mercy will only make the Witch indulge in violence even more, he even jumped on a thorn, "Keep screaming, no one will come to save you~☆" He has long wanted to try this kind of villainous lines.

"Faust, come and save your benefactor ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Ok?

The witch broke half of the thorn with a kick, and began to crush the fallen part with a cold face. "You and Faust?...I understand." Mephistopheles sneered and pinched the thorn, waiting for the little snake to confront him face to face.Dare to set me up?

Also, Faust with thin arms and thin legs, thorns can be torn into pieces in a second, how could it take two or three minutes to tear off a hand, think about it carefully, the strokes are quite even, the whole body is bloody but not immediately To die, looking miserable and beautiful...Damn it!hateful! ! !

"The ingredients are limited, so I simply made a sawdust cake." Faust put down the plate and took off his apron.Added a jasmine flower and three drops of nectar to the one for Mephisto, hope he likes it.As soon as he sat down, he was so frightened by Mephisto's sneer that his hair stood on end.

"You have a good relationship with my thorns, play me together." The witch held her chin, poked her fingers hard on the cake, looked at Faust, and swept away the cream and chocolate crumbs with her pink tongue.That jasmine was directly crushed by him.

"Are you going to play a trick with me?" The witch's eyes glowed green, and the room began to shake with a ghostly aura, and the commotion of poisonous insects came from the ground.

"I'm wronged, Master Mephisto! I thought you two would be married long ago, but yesterday it was just a couple quarreling, so I didn't kill him!"

"What the hell? Me and him?" The witch twisted her flushed cheeks and violently poked the cake with a fork.

"When Faust was a child, he went out to school every day and said something. Mr. Thorn gave way, Mr. Thorn, good morning. Later, he found that I didn't answer, so he started to use me as an emotional trash can, just...just..."

"Just what?"

"Just talk about his... small troubles in adolescence..."

Faust's complexion changed drastically, and he stammered, "I didn't, it's not what Mephisto thought, I didn't have an affair with your subordinates, I can explain it, let him go."The witch licked her sweet fingers and crushed a thorn, "Tell me! What did Faust tell you?"

"Are you sure...? After listening to it, you might get angry..."

"If you tell me, tell me!"

Faust covered his face, looking like he wanted to run away.

"He said...he... just whispered to me every day, Mephisto ate the egg roll on his nose today, Mephisto woke up very angry, Mephisto is so beautiful, I like May very much today Fez—”

"That's enough, enough, enough, don't say any more and go to sleep!!!!" The witch screamed and ended the conversation, and the little snake next to her had already died of overheating.

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The witch fled.The house snake followed closely behind.Faust's little calculation is very clear. He followed Mephisto into the bedroom. If he doesn't get kicked out, it means that the witch will continue to sleep together by default, and the previous things should be left behind.

The witch leaned against the door, and suddenly said in a sullen and orderly tone: "The goodnight kiss these days, make it up."

Faust hummed, leaned closer and kissed Mephisto's hair, longingly smelling the bitter smell of medicine on the witch's hair.The little witch tiptoed to rub against his pet snake, and was kissed between her eyebrows.The snow-white witch complained that it should be an adult kissing the child. Faust smiled slightly and replied to the witch, please.

Mephistopheles held his breath, he thought he should give the child a mature and admonishing kiss, but he couldn't do it, he panicked just by getting close to Faust's lips, and he Not wanting to show timidity, he took a deep breath and tried to kiss Faust's forehead, but it still couldn't be done.Faust's eyes were very confused, he couldn't figure out what Mephisto was doing, and he didn't dare to act rashly, he could only rub against the witch's forehead like a small animal, squinted his eyes and smiled flatteringly.

In the end, Mephisto wasn't strong enough to kiss the house snake, bit the tip of his nose and rolled up the blanket to pretend to be asleep.

"Would you like to hear the story tomorrow night?" asked Faust.Rather than a pillow, he prefers to rest on the witch's arm, or at least bury it on Mephisto's chest to listen to his heartbeat and absorb his body temperature.Mephisto didn't answer, but rubbed his curly hair with his backhand.

So warm.

so cool.

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From then on, the witch had to face up to her own heart.

He loves Faust.

Compared with what the bible says about bullshit love is long-suffering, kind and not boastful, his distracting thoughts are so disgusting, he wants to strangle Faust to death and soak him in formalin, he will only belong to himself for the rest of his life.

The witch's self-esteem does not allow him to confess to a humble human being, and his poor vocabulary is only enough to curse people.Yes, his mouth is terribly dirty, he can't say nice love words, his fingers are covered with poison, and he can't write tearful love poems.Not even his garden can grow roses that symbolize love.The witch was suddenly very wronged, her heart hurt like never before, she hated her identity and her magic, but she had to use Mephisto's way to solve the problem.

It is certain that Little Snake likes him now, but what about in the future?One day, a beautiful girl or a young lady from someone else might be transferred to the class, and Faust might be lost.The witch girl is suspicious by nature, good at jealousy, and loves to think of the bad, and she doesn't allow Faust to leave him in terms of dignity.Therefore, let's be vicious if you are vicious. He is a witch, so he should be more vicious.

Five pieces of meteorites were ground into powder, the root of my most intimate agave, and the columbine that bloomed in leap years. These three were boiled into a paste, dried and crushed with a virgin's pelvis, and finally with the blood of a witch. - the needle really hurts to go in - twisted into a pill.

This thing dissolves in water, cannot see light, and has no taste when mixed in meals.

"Love elixir - those who take it will have a bone-destroying love for the witch."

In the evening when he was done, Mephisto rubbed his chest, the scar there was still hurting, and his heart couldn't slow down even more, it hurt even more than when the blood was taken, and he sat on the roof staring at the pill in his hand in a daze.

I'm probably insane, Mephisto thought.When he was learning magic, he never dreamed that this blood-taking technique, which hurts just by reading the text description, would be useful to him.It must be drawn on the day when you dream about the target of the spell, because at this time the blood deeply remembers who you want.He was cold all over now, but he was too lazy to go down to get his clothes, or he didn't really want to go down.Just now Faust buried himself in his chest while he was asleep, this guy has been in this habit since he was a child.When he hit the wound, Mephisto cried out in pain.That sourness and sharpness was a hundred times more painful than when he was impaled on a cross by a knight hundreds of years ago.So he came out to catch his breath.

"you are here."

"Why~ can't sleep without brother Mephisto?" the witch teased.

"What if I say yes?"

The witch froze.Then he sighed, and handed the pill in his hand to Faust: "Take it, soothe your nerves."

Faust took it and ate it, chewed it twice and frowned: "It's so bitter... I can't sleep anymore."

Is it.Mephisto thought to himself.It turned out that my heart was bitter.In fact, he hoped that Faust would chew for a while, after all, this was his precious heart.But I hope he swallows it whole, because the medicine is too bitter.

Remembering what absurd things he did yesterday, Mephisto wanted to die, so he began to avoid Faust.He was ready to be annoyed by Faust, who was clinging to people like a slug, but nothing seemed to happen.Make breakfast, eat it quietly, and Faust goes to wash the dishes.After washing, I went to water the flowers, then weeded the yard, and then went shopping.

All day, Faust went exactly as usual.Mephisto was in a hurry, he even changed into a nightgown, which was translucent, and when the bow was untied, it would fall like petals, and the knot looked so fragile.Love elixir was later extended into a slang term for rape, because most people who are drugged will be manipulated by love, jealousy will explode, and animal lust will erupt.

Faust stared at him for a long time, but finally did nothing.

"This medicine is soluble in water, cannot see light, and has no taste when mixed with rice." Mephistopheles suddenly thought of this sentence.The moon was too bright that day, probably because of this, the recipe failed, so Faust said it was bitter.

I am so self-indulgent.

I am a witch, how can my heart be bitter?

TBC