My Archangel

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Forest of Monsters, forest hut, second floor bedroom.

Standing at the door of the indoor bathroom, listening to the patter of water, Vina said nothing, quietly looking at the empty bed in the room.Thoughtful.

"Sister Vina, are you still there?"

At this moment, Qiao Wen's voice came from behind the door beside him.

"...Yes."

Hearing the sound, Vina retracted her eyes and turned her head again.

The door beside him was pushed open, and the swaying Qiao Wen walked out of it.

At this moment, although he has tried to delay more time, the sequelae caused by the erosion of dark matter have not disappeared, at best it is only slightly reduced.

The head is still groggy, not suitable for brain use.

It may take a good supplement of sleep to get a noticeable improvement.

"..."

Staring at Vina, Qiao Wen felt helpless.

Because at least so far, he doesn't even have any impression of the style of the special medicine...for the time being, he hasn't thought of a way to get the medicine out of this dimensional witch...

"Look carefully at the road, there is a step ahead."

At this moment, Vina's helpless voice rang in his ears again.

The next moment, the weight coming from all over his body was light, and Qiao Wen realized that he seemed to be half-hugged and half-supported by Vina next to him.

With a soft touch on his chest, Qiao Wen struggled subconsciously, and then gave up.

Uh, all right, as long as it is not a princess.

Afterwards, with Vina's support, Qiao Wen left the bedroom that once belonged to him, returned to the corridor on the second floor, and started walking along the stairs to the first floor.

During the whole process, Qiao Wen did not speak, and Vina did not speak.

There was no sound in the quiet corridor, only the sound of two people walking around——

'This dimensional witch... always feels unusually quiet today.'

Regarding the current situation, Qiao Wen, who is ready to recover tomorrow, and then line up with the Witch, is very happy to accept it.

However, when he accepted this status quo, he subconsciously had some doubts.

How to put it, the reason is very simple, this is not the dimension witch in his impression, just like a different person, the two are simply far apart.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wen looked at Vina, who was supporting him, without a trace.

Then, he noticed that there was obviously something wrong on the opponent's face at this time.

The eyelids were drooping slightly, his lips were pressed together unconsciously, and the eyes that lacked some expression flickered slightly, as if they were avoiding something.

"Why... this guy, is it possible that he is in a guilty conscience?"'

When vaguely aware of this, Qiao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly surprised.

What's the situation??

——Guilty?

—Vina?

As these two words that were totally unattainable appeared in the gloomy mind at the same time, Qiao Wen suddenly felt a little pain in his brain.

What the hell?

Could this guy who was able to pour him several bottles of medicines that make people doubt his life with a smile not long ago be guilty?

This witch who used to make some small mistakes every time she would hint at him and Ah Jiu with a wicked smile... actually feels guilty?

What kind of international joke is this...?

This thought came to mind. If it weren't for being close, and remembering that he did have such a slight night vision ability, Qiao Wen would even suspect that he was dazzled.

'It's not right... something is wrong.'

After noticing this detail, Qiao Wen became a little alert inexplicably.

Because in his original expectation, even if he took the initiative to come back this time, the Wei Witch who met him would definitely not be so gentle to him.

Moreover, after reading the contents recorded in the book, his ideas were also demonstrated from the side.

Until February 14th, a few days ago, Vina's impression of him still tended to be more containerized.

Even if the impression afterwards was changed due to a certain twisted emotion, she became willing to climb in the tree hole for a day and night, and even stop it when "Al" did it to herself...It could not be so soon. Like a different person.

Anyway, when he prepares to play his acting skills, he still needs to brew some emotions. A witch who has not known how many years he has lived... how could he suddenly become emotional about a container such as guilty conscience or guilt?

There is weirdness, there is definitely weirdness in it.

Although already aware of this, Qiao Wen still chose to remain silent.

In this really weird atmosphere, Qiao Wen and Wiena returned to the bedroom on the first floor.

"Make a good quilt, you need to rest well now."

After carefully wrapping Qiao Wen into rice dumplings with a thick quilt, Vina turned her gaze slightly, opened her mouth, and took the initiative to say this to him.

But for some reason, even so, she still showed no signs of eye contact with Qiao Wen.

"Well, thank you."

After responding like this, Qiao Wen saw Vina sitting on the chair beside his bed again.

Although there is some doubt why this witch is not willing to sleep on the other half of the bed sheet, Qiao Wen put this doubt in his heart for the time being.

The quilt angel appeared in his mind again, and he knew exactly what he needed to do now.

Rest, sober your brain, and then find a way to get the special medicine from Vina's hand.

Therefore, although he has noticed a little abnormality in the Victoria Witch, Qiao Wen did not take the initiative to say anything...

On the other hand, compared with Qiao Wen, who had a short-term sequelae when he was almost eroded by dark matter, Vina's state was not much better.