"She's just small, but she's actually very old," Feng Qishi said to himself as the wind blew.
Mu Anxiao was still puzzled as to how Feng Qishi knew her.
"Then take good care of him." The male homeroom teacher smiled and turned to leave the infirmary.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the closed door, then looked at Feng Qishi in surprise. "How do you know my name?"
"Your person," Feng Qishi pointed to Mu Anxiao's clothes.
Mu Anxiao frowned, looked down in the direction he pointed, and her eyes widened. "As expected, Zhang Yan did this."
"Your family was afraid you would get lost, so they sewed your name and phone number onto your clothes. If it were anyone else," Feng Qishi leaned against the wall leisurely, "they really wouldn't be able to see it."
"How did you see it?" Mu Anxiao was surprised.
"I just... saw it by accident." Feng Qishi said carelessly, scanning Mu Anxiao up and down. "But speaking of which, what exactly did you give me to eat, and who are you?"
"I... I'm just an ordinary person."
"An ordinary person?" Feng Qishi sat up, mimicked Mu Anxiao's earlier action of collecting demons, and waved his arms. "Then what were you doing just now, including that young boy you put into the gourd, and your appearance, what's going on?"
"How do you remember these things?" Mu Anxiao was astonished.
"You broke your vows."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's body stiffened. She slowly turned to look at the little soul spirit standing behind her and said, "I didn't. He's my mission."
"Kid, what are you doing?" Feng Qishi lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and walked over to Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao looked down at Feng Qishi's shoeless feet and said, "Can you put on your shoes?"
"No," Feng Qishi said, putting his arm around Mu Anxiao's shoulder and smiling at the soul spirit.
The moment the little soul spirit looked at Feng Qishi, he turned and left without a word.
Mu Anxiao was stunned. She quickly pushed Feng Qishi's arm off her shoulder and said, "Do you know something?"
"I'm asking you. You answer my questions quickly." Feng Qishi patted Mu Anxiao's shoulder.
Mu Anxiao moved two steps to the side and said, "I have nothing to tell you."
"You said I'm your mission. Well, I'm quite accepting," Feng Qishi moved closer and grabbed Mu Anxiao's arm. "Tell me what's going on?"
"I have nothing to say to you." Mu Anxiao yanked her arm away.
Feng Qishi looked at his palm, then turned to Mu Anxiao's side and said, "You gave me poison, and your appearance is really strange. If I told the teacher, I guess," he grinned, "you'd be in big trouble."
"I won't be threatened by you," Mu Anxiao turned to Feng Qishi.
"People here like to study the unknown. If I'm not mistaken, you must be an alien," Feng Qishi said confidently, pointing at Mu Anxiao's face.
Mu Anxiao didn't understand what Feng Qishi was talking about.
"If you don't speak, it means you admit it," Feng Qishi leaned down to look at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao met Feng Qishi's eyes, thinking of Shen Yan's gaze in the past, and felt a sense of loss.
"I am human, not some alien like you say. If you want to talk," she averted her gaze, "go ahead. I don't care."
"Alright, I'll send you for research now," Feng Qishi said, taking out his phone from his pocket.