The next day, the new house was cleaned up with the slave riding the elephant and the group went to the Mohenjo Daro Academy, although the plot of this world that he had seen in his homework made him feel uncomfortable, but he didn't care very much, he had more information about his lover after experiencing the previous world, whether the other party remembered him or not, he would not give up, and even the thought of being able to see his lover in the same childhood, his heart couldn't help but move.

It's not that he hasn't seen his lover when he was young, but when he also becomes a child, this feeling is very different. He still remembers that when he was in middle school many years ago, he saw Li Bai's "Long Trunk Xing" in an anthology of Tang poetry, and there was a sentence in it that said: "The concubine has a forehead at the beginning, and the flower is folded in front of the door." Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. "Although it is written about two children, most of the time and feelings are common, and it is a lucky thing to be able to grow up with the people you love, learn together, and play together.

"Elder Rabin." Saluting to the crimson clad old man, Ah Zhai followed the other into the academy.

At this time, it was not yet the time of morning class, and the courtyard that had been quiet yesterday seemed to be very lively, and I could hear the loud noise of children, and the surrounding children from time to time cast their eyes at the house, and the thin figure of the anti-emaciated figure really looked too small, very similar to the Ifthar who entered school a few years ago.

"Hey, little one, how old are you?" Elder Rabin was clearly beloved by the students in the academy, and the mischievous children came and went and saluted the old man, and then some of the bold children shouted at the house.

"Who's the little one?" Realizing that the other party was just pure curiosity, Ah Zhai was not angry, but when he saw the other party's bulging figure and a pair of big eyes that were round and clever like a deer on his white and chubby face, he couldn't help but have a bad taste and wanted to tease the other party.

"Little call you!" The boy replied triumphantly.

"-Stupid!" At this moment, the crowd took the initiative to separate, and standing at the end of the path surrounded by the crowd was a thin boy, his body was between a child and a teenager, with a bit of childlike coquettishness on his face, but his body was strong and thick and showed the appearance of an adult everywhere, even though he looked very thin, but he was very lean.

"Boss, how can you be so faceless?" The boy turned around mournfully and pouted.

"Radu, say you're stupid and embarrassed!" The boy who was called the boss didn't answer, but next to him, a young man who was a little shorter and raised his chin slightly, snorted coldly.

"Rancho, let's go head-to-head if you have the ability!" The little fat man is obviously a bully who is afraid of evil and sees the rudder, and immediately yelled at the young man.

"Quiet down." No one knew how excited the young man, whom they called Boss, to see the child following Elder Rabin. Since Azaruddin's death a few years ago, he has become an orphan, and it is not difficult to keep the wealth left by his parents, but in the end he still agreed to the city lord to adopt his own Tiyì, on the one hand, he thought about the woman who didn't even have time to say goodbye, his mother in this life should be happy that he can have a better future, on the other hand, he also knows that it is not a simple matter to find his lover in the vast sea of people, and it must also cost a lot of manpower and material resources. And the city lord's existence zài is obviously a ready-made backer, and there is a help that is not borrowed but thrown aside because of the so-called self-esteem, which in his opinion is the behavior of a fool.

Therefore, when the other party built yì and he entered the Mohenjo Daro Academy to study, he did not hesitate to choose to be sure, after entering the academy, it was not all smooth sailing, many children here were from similar backgrounds to themselves, but their parents had a little to rely on, although he was pulling the city lord's mansion as a banner, but after all, the city lord had his own children (although he had not seen each other because of his weakness), he was a layer away after all.

Fortunately, the world of children is not as complicated as that of adults, especially boys, who generally respect those who are stronger than themselves, and when he is crushed by his studies, he is strong enough to quickly bring many children under his command, among which Rancho, who is from the Presbyterian Church, and Radu, the only son of the city lord and a maritime merchant, have a close relationship with him, and life is becoming more and more smooth.

And this year, the petite doll who has always been taken care of by others is also going to study at Mohenjo Daro Academy, this child can almost be called the eyes of the city lord, and he has finally grown to the present age in the frightened care of many people, and he doesn't know if he will be bullied and crying, so when Radutiyyì went to watch the little doll today, he also made a dispensable decision.

However, when he really met each other, he felt that life had given him the greatest gift!

The other party and his lover seem to be carved out of the same mold, and the little cunning in the eyes of the occasional bad time, the appearance when walking is exactly the same as the lover in his memory, he greedily watched the pink doll approach, and for a while he only felt his heart beating like thunder.

"You're Yvtehar?" Ah Zhai put his hands behind his back, this is a habit he developed in his old age in his previous life, and now he teaches a little child to make it, but he only thinks that he is a little person dressed as an adult, and he looks more and more cute Yuxue, "Brother that my father said? ”

"Ah Jin, it's me." The old man, who had always been cold and silent, smiled and rushed to meet the little doll, and the indescribable gentleness of his voice made Radu, who had always lacked a string in his head, smack his lips strangely.

No one knows that at this moment, Ifthal's palms are wet with sweat, he doesn't know if the other party has the memories of his past life like himself, for a moment he hopes that the other party forgets a qiē, after all, those memories that are precious to him are more harmful to the other party, if time can be restarted, he hopes that all the qiē can be terminated at the moment of the beginning of the encounter, there is no later suspicion and injury, and there is no sadness separated by yin and yang; But he hopes that the other party will remember the same as himself, even if it ended tragically, but in the end, it is the closest and most intimate memory between each other, recording the bits and pieces they have experienced, real and profound.

Therefore, in the face of the child's inky crystal-like pupils, all he could do was say himself briefly, he was actually vaguely expecting that he would be able to recognize the other party, even if he knew that this was actually a one-in-a-million luxury.

The "......" boy is more than a head taller than himself, he needs to tilt his head to be able to see the other party's vast eyes like the universe, from the plot he knows that the other party may not be as kind to him as the person in front of him, unless- unless the other party has the memories of the previous worlds at the same time as the previous world, but, looking at the ups and downs of the other party's eyes, like the ethereal stars in the sky in the dark night, I don't know which worlds the other party remembers.

"Ready for class!" The turbulent confrontation between the two children was interrupted by Elder Rabin, who smiled and motioned for everyone to enter the conference hall to prepare for class.

"After school, you wait for me." In his heart, he believes that the other party is his lover for several lifetimes, regardless of whether the other party has the same memory, whether the other party wants to know him or not, but the young man who has experienced the wind and rain of the three generations is more natural and considerate, he holds the child's soft and tender paws in the palm of his hand, and softly instructs, "If you don't know how to write it down as much as possible, I will tell you after school, and if someone bullies you, you will report my name, if you can clean it up, don't be afraid to fight back, I will always support you......"

“…… Who are you? "Ah Zhai knows that the other party must not have the memory of the previous world, and if there is a other party, he must also know that he remembers it all his life, and he will definitely recognize each other directly and will not be as restrained as the person in front of him.

There was not a moment in the "......" that made Ifthar hate his ears as well, and the other party's words were not so much asking others as asking himself, but let him hear it, but he taught him not how to answer, saying that it was the pirate Rey who broke his tail to survive and stabbed you in the chest, the priest Ian who followed the teachings and swayed between faith and love and finally gave up the God that his lover chose to worship, and the king Oia who was carefully nurtured by his lover but was so full of ambition that he lost his lover's life? Or is it the Ifthar who I don't kill Beren in this life but dies because of me?

"Let's go to class first." In the end, he could only choose to avoid the other party's questions like the coward he looked down on the most.