It seems that the villain is targeting me.

The adjutant had no choice but to stand alone at the front of the team.

All the cries, shouts, questions and prayers were mixed in the long sound of the funeral bell. Beau raised her head in the crowd. Her eyes were dry, but she was silent like a widow.

"Where are we going?" Bi'er asked softly while hugging the bird's neck.

She didn't even dare to breathe too hard, as if she was afraid that if the airflow was a little stronger, the person in front of her would disappear.

But Xiao Niao did not answer this

The problem is, I just said something without any reason.

"You must be tired," Xiao Niao said, "If you're sleepy, take a nap. We'll be there soon."

Bi'er was silent for a while. She grabbed the fabric on Xiaoniao's left shoulder and moved close to his neck. Her warm breath was close to her skin. This distance was definitely too far.

"Where are your wings?" the adjutant murmured. "Because I wanted you to be a healthy, ordinary person, your wings disappeared, didn't they?"

Although she couldn't see the other person's face, Bier thought she must be smiling.

"Don't think so, Bea," said the Shrike lightly, "perhaps I never had wings."

Bi'er remained silent.

She blinked and felt that this was really a very strange dream.

The thought of this makes people feel particularly unwilling. Even in such a dream, the most excessive thing they have done is to get close to the back of the other person's neck and blow air on purpose.

This is really too childish, like an innocent dream of an innocent little girl in the afternoon.

Thinking of this, Bier suddenly reached out her hand and bravely pinched Xiaoniao's cheek.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then complained helplessly, "What are you doing?"

But the adjutant lady who was the instigator was not very happy.

She leaned sullenly against the bird's back, muttering softly, "Since this is my dream, I can do whatever I want."

The Shrike looked helpless, neither angry nor scolding her - this was indeed like a dream, and everything would develop as Bi'er hoped.

If it were the real Butcher, he would not allow the adjutant to make such an inappropriate move.

Bier is a smart girl who can understand the implicit rejection and caution in Xiaoniao's words. She always carefully guesses the other party's thoughts and controls the appropriate distance to prevent both parties from falling into an awkward situation.

She has been doing a great job.

"Are you angry with me, Bier?" Xiao Niao asked her.

“…Yes, I’m very angry.”

Bi'er thought her voice would be as cold as cast iron, but when she really said it, she felt a sour feeling crawling all over her body, making her stomach cramp and ache.

"You liar."

As she said this, tears flowed down her cheeks, dripping onto Xiaoniao's collar, slowly spreading into a dark dot.

"You lied to me, and you want me to cooperate with you to lie to everyone else."

“…You didn’t come back at all.”

As Xiaoniao's most trusted adjutant, Bier actually knew part of Xiaoniao's plan - but only part of it.

To some extent, Xiao Niao did deceive everyone around him.

The adjutant couldn't understand, is there nothing in this world that the Shrike feels nostalgic for?

What about the businesses she built? What about the people she met?

I already know it can't be me, Bi'er's tongue became bitter, but even if it is that annoying queen, it doesn't matter.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Niao said.

Bi'er didn't say anything. She closed her eyes and couldn't feel the end of the road.

Would the Shrike really apologize to her? Or was it just because this was her dream that everything would develop as she wished?

Will you feel sorry for lying to me?

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Does this mean that I am a little bit special in your heart, different from others?

Bier didn't want to ask any more questions. Asking such questions seemed like she was deliberately trying to induce the other person to tell her the answer she wanted.

Even if it was just a dream, she didn't want to do this.

Those feelings that are so secretive that have never been discovered by anyone should naturally continue to be hidden. Bi'er is a smart girl and she would not be stupid enough to open her heart to show others.

She shouldn't even have any regrets. After all, the adjutant didn't spend too much time on her little feelings, nor did she suffer any substantial harm from it.

The things that truly belong to the two of them are few and short, and not even enough for the plot to continue the story.

Those things were just tiny fragments in Bier's life, buried deep down, growing together with her flesh and blood, occasionally causing her pain when she was in a hurry.

Bi'er lay quietly on Xiaoniao's back, appearing gentle and silent.

"...I feel a little tired." said the adjutant.

"Yeah." Butcher responded to her in a low voice, the sound coming from his chest, very muffled.

Bi'er began to feel her consciousness becoming confused, perhaps she was about to wake up from her dream.

She wanted to look into the bird's eyes again. She felt like she was about to forget what the bird looked like.

The adjutant's mouth opened and closed, as if it no longer belonged to her.

"...I...I'm so tired," Beau said intermittently, with a slight whimper from the depths of her throat, "I'm really tired...Butcher, I'm tired."

She knew she shouldn't feel wronged, but her grievances were almost endless.

"Yeah, I know," Xiaoniao comforted her softly, "Go get some sleep, Bi'er."

Bi'er stopped talking.

She thought maybe she had fallen asleep.

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"...Bi'er...

"

"...Bi'er...wake up..."

"Ms. Bea!"

A voice woke her up, and Bi'er opened her eyes and found that she had fallen asleep at her desk.

She frowned and subconsciously turned her head, and found that the officer was standing in front of her - the voice that woke her up was the officer in front of her.

"Ms. Bi'er," the other party said respectfully, "the Minister of Finance is already waiting in the reception room. Shall we go over now?"

Bi'er took a few seconds to recall the arrangements related to this matter. She pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll go right over. Please ask the gentleman to wait."

The officer quickly agreed and left in a hurry.

Bi'er stood up from her desk, went to the bathroom, and splashed cold water on her cheeks to make herself more awake and get rid of the remnants of the dream.

She raised her head and saw a mirror in front of her that was as clear and smooth as the surface of a lake.

Perhaps it was because of the dream, her mind was in a trance for a moment, and Butcher's figure appeared vaguely in the mirror.

Bi'er subconsciously reached out towards the mirror.

Her image overlapped with Butcher's in the mirror at that moment.

Volume 2: The Doctor Wants to Reach Out and Touch the Moon

Chapter 1 My Fun, Medical Miracle!

"Patient's name: Xiao Niao, age: 22."

"On September 1st, a serious car crash occurred at an intersection in the city center. The public called the police at 6:04 p.m., and the patient was sent to the emergency department of the Municipal People's Hospital for treatment at 6:13 p.m."

"When he was taken to the hospital, his vital signs were weak, his spontaneous breathing had stopped, and his pupils did not react to light."

"Our hospital organized personnel to rescue him."

"At 11:58 that day, the patient's condition was basically stable, but his vital signs were still weak, and he was transferred to the intensive care unit."

"At 4:00 PM on the 3rd, it was confirmed that the patient had completely lost consciousness and fell into a coma."

"On the 17th, due to unpaid bills, medication will be discontinued."

"Number 19, restart treatment."

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What does it feel like to have a clouded consciousness for a long time?

For a moment, Xiao Niao could not even feel his own existence. His consciousness seemed to be floating in the endless void, and he almost completely lost the concept of time and space.

I don’t know if it was because of the medicine or the injury, but Xiao Niao felt weak all over and couldn’t muster up even a bit of strength. Even his eyelids felt heavy as if they were weighed down by lead.

It took her almost three days to gain a vague idea of her surroundings and realize that she was probably in a hospital or something.

At this time, Xiao Niao had not actually recovered fully. She would always fall asleep again without realizing it, and sometimes she would be awake for a while intermittently - this was because Xiao Niao's consciousness had actually been away from her body for a long time, and she needed time to readjust to her body.

This symptom is very normal for people who have been in a car accident. Even if the hospital conducts an examination, the most they will think is that the patient is recovering slowly. Probably no one will make blind guesses in a strange direction.

She is gradually recovering and will definitely make a full recovery without any sequelae.

'A healthy body' was part of the deal between Xiaoniao and the system. It was clearly mentioned, so it will definitely be achieved - in a way that is not beyond common sense and will not arouse anyone's suspicion.

This is very much like what the Master Controller would do: He will not make all your wounds disappear overnight, but will achieve his goal in a roundabout way.

In short, she still needs time, more time, whether it is to readjust her body or heal the wounds from the accident, it will take enough time.

At the moment, Xiao Niao is unable to get up or wake up, but he can clearly feel that he is lying on the bed and being pushed and moved around.

She could hear the crash, the sound of water, the crisp beep of the elevator as it arrived.

Occasionally, Xiao Niao would hear other people talking. The voices sounded very strange, and she could not quite understand the meaning of the words. All kinds of strange yet familiar Chinese words came in and out of Xiao Niao's consciousness, trying to evoke some long-lost and unfamiliar memories.

Doctors and nurses often chatted while working. She listened to them more often every day, and gradually she began to understand the words and sentences that had confused her before.

After all, that is her mother tongue - a person's entire understanding of the world is built on the language he or she first learned. It is not difficult to pick up his or her mother tongue again. On the contrary, it is difficult to make a person completely forget his or her mother tongue.

Xiao Niao pieced together the fragments of information revealed during the conversation between these people.

She gradually learned that she had been in a car accident outside and was seriously injured and was now receiving treatment in the hospital.

Car accident—yes, car accident. I went to that world because of a car accident.

Xiao Niao tried hard to dig out his memories of the real world in his mind, as if he was recalling things from his previous life. After thinking for a long time, he could only vaguely remember where he went to college.

——This is not entirely an exaggeration. For the little bird, this is indeed a thing that happened so long ago that it seems like it happened in the previous life.

Anyway, she had an accident and was forcibly transported into another world by a car.

She grew up as a half-human baby in that world, and changed

He changed the fate of many people, and finally succeeded in saving the precarious world line, completing the task assigned to him by Tongzi...

Everything went smoothly, but Xiao Niao had a very strange feeling.

She felt as if she had forgotten something.

This shouldn't be the case. Xiao Niao clearly remembered what she did in that world, who she met, and even the accent of the people in the capital could be clearly recalled - there was no reason for her to forget any important people or things.

She could recall everyone she met in that world and remember everything that happened.

The little bird remembered his adjutant, the loyal red-haired knight, and the half-human kitten with missing ears...