A pitch-black dungeon with water falling from an unknown place and making a crisp ticking sound on the beach.

The air was very muddy, and Shi Xie felt an unstoppable cough just in the middle of it.

There was only dim candlelight around, and he couldn't even make out the face of the man in the cell.

He was covered in bandages, and the slightest movement would cause a tearing pain.

Judging by his injuries, he should have continued to receive the world's best medical care in a hospital bed in the medical department.

But the first news he heard when he woke up did not allow him to continue to recuperate leisurely.

Metar brought the five hall masters and five deacons of the Earth Spirit Temple to make trouble with the Intelligence Department, the Intelligence Department was destroyed, and Metar was imprisoned.

He knew why the normally calm Metar was so impulsive this time.

Because of themselves.

Because of his own injuries.

Because of his miscalculation of the situation, he was injured undeservedly.

"How are you feeling, Lord of the Temple?" said Metar's voice from the prison pen.

"It's okay, I can't die, don't worry. Shi Xie said expressionlessly.

He doesn't have many expressions and doesn't talk much, and if he were to be replaced by someone else, he might say how his injuries were getting better, and by the way, he would tell the people in the prison not to continue to worry about his injuries, to rehabilitate well, and to strive to be a new person as soon as possible......

But Shi Xie really wouldn't say these words.

Never.

So even the words 'don't worry' sound so stereotypical.

Fortunately, after a year, Metar had a full understanding of this hall master from China, and he did not take his words to heart.

The atmosphere gradually fell silent, a little embarrassed.

Someone once said that when the two are alone, they would rather not talk than talk awkwardly.

It's stupid to talk awkwardly, but it's stupid to be silent like eternity.

Shi Xie thought about it, but still felt that he needed to show his attitude, he coughed dryly and said, "I will apply to the Brady Prison Master for your bail, and you stay in it for a while first." ”

Metar opened his mouth, thinking to himself that this is not a trivial matter, can you not say it so lightly? You know, I led someone to destroy the intelligence headquarters this time!

Those Qintian members are probably gritting their teeth and trying to dismantle themselves, and you still want to bail me out?

Shi Xie paused and continued, "Thank you... It doesn't matter what your identity is, but in my opinion, it's something that only friends do. ”

Even when he said the word 'friend', his tone was still very stiff.

Boldness often represents a certain emotion.

Embarrassed.

Or serious.

But whether that emotion is awkward or serious, it means seriousness.

Shi Xie is very serious about treating Metar as a friend.

Metar thought to himself, you are the master of the hall, how can you be friends with your subordinates?

He tried to say something, but swallowed it back when it came to his lips.

From the moment he looked at Shi Xie reaching out to him, he subconsciously regarded Shi Xie as the last straw.

For him, Shi Xie is more like a benefactor than the hall master.

From the bottom of his heart, he longed to be friends with Shi Xie.

After all, the word friend sounds good.

Shi Xie nodded to him and turned to leave.

In the dimness, Metar's eyes were as bright as a crescent moon.

He looked at Shi Xie's back.

It may be that the injury has not healed, and the hall master is a little faltering.

But he was still tall.

......

After Han Feiyu returned to school, he hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether to call Jing Yue or not.

I'll be scolded if I don't call until now... But if you don't fight now... When the time comes, when you return to Chongqing... Han Feiyu was afraid that she would be torn directly by that little girl.

It's annoying.

Very anxious.

I'm looking forward to it again.

A pair of small white leather shoes suddenly appeared in my sight.

A crisp voice rang out from the front, ethereal like a robin.

"Why do you always look bitter and hateful every time I see you?"

Han Feiyu raised his gaze, and Aini's playful expression came into view.

Han Feiyu frowned and said, "You little hairy boy from a foreign country still know what it means to be bitter and hateful?"

Ani brushed her left eyebrow down and raised her right eyebrow and sniffed.

Han Feiyu said in his heart, even if you despise me, you don't have to show it so obviously! You can't find a boyfriend in our China like this! Don't talk about a boyfriend, you can't even find a friend like this!

But he didn't say it, not to mention Aini's possible reaction, in case Ed knew what he was saying and accidentally thought he was teasing his sister......

That's a lot of fun.

He had no doubt that the damn sister would react inexplicably.

He's annoying enough, and he doesn't need to make a fuss anymore.

Han Feiyu bypassed Aini and continued to think on his own.

“to be or not to be.” Ani said suddenly.

Han Feiyu was stunned for a moment and asked, "What the hell?"

"Shakespeare once said something that applies to you now. Ani grimaced at him and laughed away.

Looking at her distant back, Han Feiyu was a little stunned.

Of course he knew it was Shakespeare's words, but he didn't know why she was saying it at such a moment.

He opened his mouth to ask, but suddenly found that this sentence was really in line with his current predicament.

Stretch your head and shrink your head with a knife.

Die early and be born early.

He forgot to take his phone away from his phone on the bed, and he had to go back and get it quickly.

......

There was a busy sound of 'beep' and 'beep' on the phone.

After a while, the girl's voice came from the phone with some surprise: "Fei Yu?"

When Han Feiyu heard that voice, he said in his heart, "You can understand this in seconds?"

The girl's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Fei Yu, speak! Is it Fei Yu?"

Han Feiyu touched his head, thinking that he had already figured out how to speak when he called just now, but now he found that it was so difficult to speak.

Ideas and reality are really two different things.

Jing Yue's voice became anxious: "Is it Han Feiyu?

Hearing that Jing Yue was about to hang up the phone, Han Feiyu was startled, and hurriedly said 'ah' a few times to indicate that he could hear her talking.

Jing Yue was obviously a little happy when she heard Han Feiyu's voice, she smiled first, and then suddenly sank down: "Why did you suddenly remember to call me? Do you remember that there is a person named Jing Yue in this world?"

Han Feiyu thought to himself what was wrong with this girl? Obviously, her mood just now was quite good, why did it turn cloudy in an instant...... It looks like there will be heavy rain later.

He said anxiously, "Yes...... I'm sorry, I.. ....There's a bit of a lot going on my side.. ....”

Jing Yue's voice was even more unhappy: "There are many things, there are many things, so why are you going to do your business, what are you calling me for?"

Han Feiyu could even feel the cold sweat slowly dripping from his forehead, and he said, "No...... Busy.. ....Done with ......"

Jing Yue's voice was a little meaningful: "When you're done, you can't think of me when you're done..."

The long sound of the word 'ah' made Han Feiyu tremble all over, a little nervous, and he didn't know what to say.

Jing Yue on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, I won't tease you, I know your academic tasks are a bit heavy." ”

Han Feiyu said in his heart that it's okay, but there are more new things that need to be accepted.

And those new things are definitely not mathematics, physics, chemistry or foreign languages as you think they are!

It's something about gods and ghosts.

Of course, he couldn't say these words to Jing Yue, he had already signed a confidentiality agreement eight hundred years ago.

Those who violated the confidentiality agreement died without exception.

He was still young, and he didn't want to ruin his life full of possibilities because of some trivial things.

So he could only put aside the content of his studies, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's okay, after all, there is no academic performance that can trap my IQ?"

Jing Yue's snickering sound came from the other side of the phone, faintly laughing with other girls, it seemed that she was playing with Youlan and them, and after a while Jing Yue replied: "So confident? But a teacher said that St. Petersburg State University students are very difficult in their studies!"

Han Feiyu said in his heart that it was right, yes, yes! Of course, St. Petersburg State University is difficult to study, because after all, it is a world-class key university.

But Culizar College is a different story.

He changed the subject: "Which teacher told you about these things, did anyone in Winzhong learn about St. Petersburg State University specifically because of my business......? But who called me that good?"

Jing Yue was amused by his narcissism, and scolded with a smile: "Fuck off! That teacher I met when I was traveling, it was a teacher at St. Petersburg State University... No, as if he couldn't say that, he seemed to say that he was a senior professor at the Kulizar Academy, which is part of St. Petersburg State University. ”

Kulizar!

Han Feiyu's heart tightened.

How could this Nizi come into contact with the matter of Kulizar.

He clenched the mobile phone in his hand suddenly, a little anxious, but in order not to show his stuff, he had to do his best to control his voice: "What is the name of that teacher?"

In the past three years, Han Feiyu's slightest abnormality can be captured, not to mention the calmness that he pretends to be.

She was a little puzzled by Han Feiyu's sudden reaction, but she still said truthfully: "Smith King Khloe." If I'm not mistaken, that's the name. ”

Han Feiyu hung up the phone violently, jumped directly from the bed and rushed out of the dormitory.

How is this possible? Members of the Divine Society are not allowed to come into contact with others at will! Not to mention that he is still a professor!

......

Hearing a busy sound on the phone, Jing Yue was stunned for a moment.

This bastard called over and hung up without a word?

So what exactly did he call for?

Holding on to the hope of what happened, Jing Yue dialed back, thinking what if it was wrong?

There was a busy sound of 'beep' and 'beep' coming from the earpiece.

This bastard.

Hang up on me?

See how I will clean you up when you come back, Jing Yue put aside her phone and thought viciously.

"What's wrong? Little beauty, wasn't it good just now? Why was it so atmospheric in an instant. ”

Jing Yue stared at her phone and gritted her teeth: "Han Feiyu, the day you go back to Chongqing, I will let you feel what is wrong with making my little aunt and grandmother angry!"

Zhao Youlan next to her was startled, thinking that she didn't know what Han Feiyu's idiot had done to provoke Jing Yue like this.

But don't get in the way, Han Feiyu's anger is not a matter of one or two days.

Anyway, it won't be long before Jingyue will be deflated.

Shouldn't the little couple quarrel like this?

......