Royce, who laughs every day, is also quieting down, and his suffocating handsome face shows a pitiful sorrow. He looked at the shadows of the trees that grew longer and faded away on the wall, like a little bird looking at a child running in front of him. He was still in the same motion, his right hand on his face, his head tilted, and his left hand resting weakly on his desk, letting the mottled shadow reflect on his shoulder.

"Why did time pass so quickly? He sighed that his voice was full of reluctance, and he didn't like to listen to the class, but he actually had an attachment to the class. I still remember that at the beginning, this sentence was heard by Mr. Kramer, and he ended up in the office, which inevitably caused a big scolding. But later, the teacher couldn't do anything about him.

"If only we could go back in time. He said hatefully, and suddenly a feeling of emptiness came over him, as if it came from the abyss within himself, and an undiscovered ice field began to melt, and he muttered, as if a friend was listening to his heart, "I really don't want to leave." ”

Royce, who was lying on the table, watched Ivas say goodbye to one classmate after another, and felt a little unhappy, after all, he was Ivas's best friend for five years, inseparable, the so-called grass snake gray line, tracking for thousands of miles, like maggots attached to bones, like a shadow. In normal times, Royce would have rushed forward to leave the classroom with Ivas and have a delicious and bargain dinner at a restaurant not far from Lilos Academy, and maybe he could see the beautiful waitress he had been dreaming of through the transparent glass the moment the bloody red wine was poured into the goblet. But today Royce himself didn't know what was going on, he just wanted to wait and see such a classroom that had gone through five years, the window grilles and the empty and tall dome that he was tired of looking at. In the end, I realized that the roof of the house that I hadn't looked up for a long time was so high, and the world outside the window was so beautiful. The blurred starry sky on the dome brings infinite charm, as if to herald the future of the world.

Time flies very quickly, and if you don't pay attention, it's like flowing water passing by people.

The tall domes resemble prayer halls for believers, the traditional dragon kingdom-style decoration carries the precipitation of history, and the chipped glass windows are printed with colorful crystal stones, like broken tears in a dream. The marble floor was glowing, the lamps in the corners were lit, the candles in the dome were lit, and a few ice-blue toots stopped by the window to see off the departed. Candlelight in ancient dragon Chinese not only refers to light, but also hope for the future, is a little fluorescence that sweeps away the darkness of the world.

Illuminated by candlelight, the traditional dragon architecture is even more distinctive: it seems that anything can be achieved here, and with a strange spell you can sit on a broom and fly high into the sky, or you can make someone else's quill fly into your hand with the touch of a finger.

The ancient gray bricks on the side of the wall were dyed red by the bright candlelight, and people would not say that it was Xing Xiangzi in bloom, and it seemed more appropriate to compare the life of the earth to it.

Mr. Kramer said goodbye to one class after another at the door of the classroom, and now they were going their separate ways. Some people have their own direction and want to continue their studies in depth, so they will go to a more advanced college, and some people will return to their hometown before making plans. Five years ago, they came from all over the Dragon Kingdom, with youthful ignorance, and they inevitably looked immature in their gestures, and five years later, they clarified their own direction, fought for their dreams, and became the new force of the Dragon Kingdom. What will happen to the people in front of them in five years? Some of them will come back to great achievements, make a name for themselves in certain industries, or make a name for themselves, some of them may get a well-paid job and live an ordinary life, and some of them may travel the world in search of their original ideals and dedicate their lives to it.

Unconsciously, the wrinkles in the corners of Mr. Kramer's eyes were full of tears, and she was so strong that she held her upper and lower eyelids tightly to prevent tears from falling. But warmth and comfort filled her seemingly hard but weak heart, like a gardener looking at his own pruned garden, so delicate and perfect, like a writer revising his own article, as gorgeous and immaculate.

In the sound of goodbye, time passed little by little. The classroom gradually changed from the sound of conversation to the cold, and finally only Ivas standing by the wall and Royce in sadness remained.

"Alas, our Uncle Royce, why is he so sad? Still thinking about the Little Birds?" Ivas walked up to Royce's position and made the same movements as Royce, one hand in front of him, the other hand supporting his chin, like an animal trainer teasing the lion in front of him, except that this lion has the same hair as Royce and has the same majestic and handsome appearance as Royce.

"How? Could it be that you still can't bear to be here? Didn't you keep saying you didn't want to go to school?" Ivas's tone was full of banter, trying to amuse Royce so that he wouldn't be so bored. It can be seen that Royce has no response, so it is difficult for him to continue.

I really can't see that he's attached to this place too. After spending so much time with Royce, it was the first time he had seen Royce and didn't want to leave school. But Eivas thought about it carefully, although Royce usually gave everyone the impression that he was very smug and had no troubles, but in fact he was a very emotional person. On some special occasions, they will always reflect deeper emotions than ordinary people. In this respect, Evas also understands the reason for Royce's sadness: this is no longer a school, for them, it is home.

I remember one time when a fellow student in the class was seriously ill and did not come to school, Royce often asked Evas to visit this classmate after school until his illness improved.

I remember another time, a classmate was bullied by a classmate from another class, Rovas didn't say a word, as soon as school ended, he educated the bully classmate fiercely, and no one in the school dared to provoke their class.

Royce is a very upright person and likes to be friends with honest people.

This is why Royce and Ivas have become the best friends, and of course the ancestor said it well: things gather by like, and birds by flocks.

Ivas waved his hand lightly in front of Royce, leaned in front of Royce, looked at Royce's pair of thick eyebrows dyed with ink, and said, "Brother, wait for me, the teacher is still looking for me." ”

Without waiting for Royce to react, Evas looked at Mr. Kramer, who was standing by the door: she was saying goodbye to another female classmate in a light blue top.

Royce looked up at the bell on the podium from the craftsman of the beast country, the most accurate clock in the world, and it was almost seven o'clock.

When Ivas walked to the door, the girl in the light blue shirt was about to leave, and the girl smiled shyly when she saw the Ivas girl.

"Juliet is gone, and she seems to be sad. She didn't want you and Royce to see her in tears. The girl said.

"Yes, there should be a chance to meet in the future!" said Evas.

"There is hope. The girl lowered her head and didn't know what to say.

Mr. Kramer came over and said, "What's the matter with you? You're all leaving, and it's a question of whether we can see each other again." Isn't there anything you want to bless each other?"

"Teacher. The girl whispered, "I ......."

"What's there to be shy about?" Mr. Kramer looked at Ivas's delicate face and was a little touched in his heart, "Maybe you won't see each other in the future, and besides, Evas, why don't you take the initiative as a boy?"

"I ...... No...... But ......" Ivas said embarrassedly, and he sighed: "You...... Stay safe on the way back. ”

"I will, you have to be safe too. ”

"Understood. ”

"You ......"

"Huh?"

"You...... Like the Lee Lakers?"

"I'm bullish on the Lee Lakers, especially the Lenids Kanaid. ”

"Canad?"

"The Lee Lake's power forward has been the most valuable player this season. ”

"Really, isn't that a great team?"

"It's a strong team. ”

......

Mr. Kramer on the side coughed dryly and said with a smile, "Are you done talking?"

Ivas and the girl bowed their heads shyly.

"That's it?"

"That's it. The female classmate said with a smile.

"Hopefully we'll see you again in the future. ”

"Me too, then there will be a period later. The girl waved at Evas, her waist-length hair scented with fragrance, and walked out of the classroom.

"You too, have a nice trip. Ivas smiled, "I hope we'll see you again in the future." ”

Ivas watched as the girl turned away and disappeared into the candlelit hallway, trying to say something, but unable to speak.

"Started thinking about other people?" said Mr. Kramer humorously.

"Well...... "Ivas," said Evas, "she's a very kind classmate." ”

"Why didn't you say more?"

"So be it!"

Mr. Kramer fiddled with the brown agate string on his wrist, which had been said to have been given by a friend of Mr. Kramer, and it was not a precious thing, unlike the large "Hoss" pearl on her chest.

"Alright, well, Mr. Evas, since you said so, it's time to talk about you. The teacher spoke politely, in stark contrast to the previous image of yelling. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, and quietly wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers, her voice sounded a little low, like a muffled sound from a stone piercing into the water, she cleared her sobbing throat and returned to her usual sternness, "That's right, you slept in class today, you know that this shouldn't be, right? I told you early on that sleeping in class is something I can't tolerate." ”

"Yes, teacher, I'm sorry. I'm just, just ......" Ivas bowed his head in shame, his hands in his casual gown, the fine silk of the casual gown dilated his pores, and in a few moments, his hands were sweating profusely.

Mr. Kramer saw all of Evas's movements, and she sighed, she didn't want to criticize Ivas on the last day.

"Evas, don't be nervous. The teacher slowed down her low mood and raised her voice slightly, which was not difficult for her, who had studied music since she was a child, although she sang very ugly, "On the last day, I didn't want to criticize you specifically, but I have something to say to you." ”

Ivas looked up, still a little surprised, and perhaps a little glad.