That night, Ji An lay flat and looked at the sky in the temporary wooden shed built by the three of them: the stars in the sky were dense and busy, they didn't make a sound, and it seemed that they only felt that the sky was lively. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was the most quiet and beautiful night he felt since he came to 001.

Then he saw the little white wolf, which had grown a lot, turned into a small white ball covered in silver dew under the starlight, and hid mischievously in the rock crevice, it never liked to sleep in a place with too much space, and it seemed that only that rock crevice could give it a sense of security.

Do wolves grow up so quickly? And how did it find him and Rollin? These puzzles have not yet been solved, perhaps because he has been touched by the legends of the wolf people, and an unreliable thought has also emerged in his heart: Is this white wolf that always shines with a colorful glow really the "wolf of the jungle" in people's mouths?

But yes or no, it doesn't really matter.

General Marco once said that it is a world that is tamed or tamed. Now, Assyria lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, like a real wolf, out of the dead end of taming or being tamed—that is the most important thing for him.

"Brother Ji, thank you, when I was a child, I made a wish to the wolf god every day, hoping that he would give me a brave man to escape from hell. I think God is very kind to me, I met Aaron when I was a child, and when I grew up, I met you. In my heart, you are the brave man who can take people out of hell. In the clear night sky, Assyria's heart was so crisp.

"From now on, you're no longer a coward, you're a warrior. It doesn't have to be like a murderer, every second is like Lao Tzu just looking at death as home, so it is called fearless. A person who can risk death to defy the norm, to pursue the life he wants, to protect the people he wants to protect, this is true bravery. Ji An put his hands behind his head and responded leisurely in his heart.

Ji An said this completely from the bottom of his heart.

It is undeniable that Ji An was once unaccustomed to Assyria's timid appearance, but when Assyria was on the edge of the cliff and bravely reached out to save Luo Lin, whose whole body was hanging in half, Ji An's heart was as clear as the moon wearing light clouds - where is this kind man a real coward?

Ji An turned his head to look at his brother and Luo Lin who were lying beside him.

Ji An thought that as long as there was a family, everywhere was home, Assyria would be happy, and they would all be happy.

Drowsiness hits, and Ji An knows that this mission is finally over......

Ji An thought that after he woke up in 018, the first thing he did must be to find Lu Shuangshuang to be unlucky - that damn humanoid team leader actually ignored his signal to stop the mission several times when he was on the line of life and death.

When Ji An was in 001, he always thought it was like this.

But in fact, after he woke up, the first person he thought of was Feng Ting, the one who really made him toss in every way and made him angry.

This time, the moment Ji An expanded the wormhole, he just thought: any day, let him go back to any day of his high school days, as long as he sees Feng Ting again......

When Ji An reappeared on the tree-lined path leading to school, his heart pounded - high school, what does high school really mean? When adults watch youth films, they always have infinite emotion, but in fact, those in the drama who are in the "youth films" often want to get out of the prison of school.

Because people can only see what is in front of them, and only when they are far away from the road and look back can they see the whole picture, and also see the small corner of the whole picture that they never pay attention to.

When the years are gone, the very ordinary day of the past is interesting in the eyes of people, especially when there has been a beautiful person in this time.

Ji An looked at the slender figure in front of her, her skirt swayed gently in the autumn breeze with the tree tree, and if you looked closely, you would find that the walking posture was a little strange. At that moment, Ji An felt that he was really luckier than anyone else, and those ordinary moments that he didn't know how to cherish could be repeated.

"Tingting." Ji An shouted.

Feng Ting turned around when she heard this.

The sky was as clear as a wash, and she wore a ponytail and a neatly scaled school uniform, as clear as a piece of blue glass in the autumn sky.

The man who had died, having crossed the Ganges of time, stood in front of him as if he had died and been reborn.

In the pale golden sunlight, Ji An approached the person he remembered, and reached out to hug her into his arms in her confused eyes.

He heard the falling leaves, and his own heartbeat, perhaps mixed with hers.

"Hey, that ......" Suddenly, Feng Ting whispered something about something.

"Don't talk yet." Ji An interrupted her, and he wanted to enjoy the quiet moment a little longer.

Feng Ting was quiet for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak: "But, Uncle Ji is still there." ”

"Of course my dad is still here." Ji An said as a matter of course, you must know that his father is still very strong even in a few years.

"No, I mean ......" Feng Ting hadn't spoken yet, and a few angry and heavy coughs finally took Ji An's attention.

Ji An looked to the side impatiently, but he was so frightened that he immediately retracted the hand that was on Feng Ting's back.

"Dad, why are you here?" Ji An asked sneeringly, and his hand was suddenly so embarrassed that he had nowhere to put it.

Yes, people can only see what is in front of them. Therefore, Ji An didn't even find out that his father was also on this boulevard.

"You still have the face to ask? It's not to help you pick up the endgame, what's the point of being deducted for no reason? Follow me later, don't say anything. Old man Ji walked in front solemnly, seeing that Ji An didn't follow, he glared at him fiercely.

Ji An followed in a fog.

Endgame? His only "endgame", that is it, right? As a result, he went back to the day when his father forced him to sign the confession?

Oh, my God! Ji An now knows that his obsession with this matter seems to be greater than he imagined.

Is he going to eat the paper again?

"It's okay, you clearly didn't cheat, you will be fine, don't be nervous." Feng Ting also comforted with words, she seemed to interpret Ji An's abnormal behavior just now as uneasy.

Ji An looked at his father who was in a hurry in front of him, and then looked at Feng Ting, who was smiling next to him - God knows what kind of hardship he suffered and what kind of road he went through for this smile.

Ji An suddenly made a decision: he had suffered so much to get the time, so he didn't want to waste it on some so-called things!

P.S After these two revisions, it will be more than a month before we meet again.

I'd like to say sorry to everyone, because the problem of the air throat has not only not improved, but has been getting worse, in fact, I haven't had a disease for two years, and I'm also a person who has high requirements for my own writing, and I'm not in a good state recently, and I'm always dissatisfied with it, and I went back and changed it, so repeatedly, it's not good for the body or the quality of the article.

So after careful consideration, I decided to give myself a long vacation of a month and a half, during which time I slowly recuperated my body, saved the manuscript, and updated it again at the end of April. If you are willing to wait for me, I will be very grateful, and I will definitely write a better article to repay your constant support; But if someone abandons the article because of this, I understand it quite a bit, and thank you for chasing the article here.

As a newcomer, I am really grateful to have readers who support me so much, vote and reward every day. It is true that I was inexperienced, and I sent the article too quickly, and I did not save more manuscripts in advance, so that when I was sick and school homework and other emergencies came, I was killed by surprise.

Finally, I can only say two of the most common words in life: thank you, and I'm sorry...... But it's irresponsible to just say I'm sorry, so I promise everyone that I will be able to write better when I return. Just like the title of this chapter: Dead, Alive.