"Remember anything?" After glancing at his expression, the black cat stood up and gently shook its head, "I estimate not."
"Since there's been no results, and there's no way to explore the secret of your resurrection, my only suggestion now is for you to do one thing..."
"Go take a bath and change your clothes, then go to class."
"Can you see my memories?" Vic frowned slightly, surprised at heart.
"I know some things, but it's not mind reading as you think." The black cat seemed a bit impatient, "Also, there's a schedule on your desk."
After speaking, the black cat tiptoed and sat quietly on the railing, ignoring Vic.
Faced with this situation, Vic also frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then turned and went back to his room as the black cat suggested.
After Vic left.
The black cat's swaying tail suddenly stopped, and its expression changed from an annoyed, haughty, strangers-keep-away look to becoming melancholy.
