Two-dimensional Evolution Laboratory.
Su Shijun took off the large, red-framed glasses on her face, rubbed the corners of her eyes, opened her mouth, and for no reason suddenly felt like yawning. But after thinking about it for a long time, she could not remember how one was supposed to yawn. A long time ago, under the instruction of the Qingqiu Matriarchs, she had stopped yawning, and after becoming a Grand Wizard, she had even less need for it. Only occasionally, to "adjust" her mood, would she put on an act and yawn once or twice, pretending she was an ordinary person.
At this moment, perhaps because she had just finished her work and her mind was full of all kinds of spells and experimental plans, she actually could not recall the steps for yawning for a moment—whether she should first squeeze out a shimmer of tears or inhale first.
If she could not think of it, then she would not think about it.
She slowly closed her mouth.
Turning to look out the window, she saw that there was still some daylight left, smeared across the horizon, very much like the orange jam Su Man made, making her unable to resist looking at it a little longer.
She was only lost in thought for that brief moment.
When she turned back, there was already a Black Cat in the room, as well as a perfectly well-behaved "Little White Person" standing in front of the desk.
There was naturally nothing worth looking at about the Black Cat; Su Shijun knew exactly how many stray white hairs were on its body. But that "Little White Person" did not have a single speck of black anywhere on her body. Standing there, she looked as if a small piece of the world had suddenly