Yimo, who is in class 301 of Yiyun High School in Izulong City, has reached the pinnacle of his 12-year compulsory education.

Imer doesn't have a lot of talent when it comes to learning. If he is in an ordinary class, it can only be said that his performance is acceptable, but in the key class, he can only be at the bottom.

The root of Yimo's hard work is his childhood sweetheart - Tong Junwen.

Although this kind of hard work is not what Emer is good at.

Tong Junwen is a genius in the true sense, she has a resolute character, tenacious will, and is so smart that she is almost demonic, for her, the knowledge in the compulsory education stage is just enlightenment education, and her knowledge reserve has entered another level very early. In fact, when she was in junior high school, she was invited to the junior class of Imperial Capital University, but for her, it didn't make much sense to study in Delong City or in middle school in Imperial Capital. Due to various reasons, Tong Junwen did not want to end his middle school career early.

So Imo fell into bad luck.

If it weren't for Tong Junwen's compulsive tutoring every day after he went to high school, how could Yimo enter the ranks of honor students? Imer is already very satisfied with the current situation. Although for him, reading a book is like playing a game, but even if it is a game, players will find ways to achieve the highest possible achievement in the game, and the same is true of Emer's current mentality.

Therefore, after getting the achievement of "entering the key class of a key high school", Yi Default has no regrets in compulsory education.

……

Emer hasn't always been a man of the rules.

The world has its own rules, and Imer is outside the rules.

A secluded garden by the river, there are many such gardens along the river, which used to be private gardens for a long time, and are now used as parks. The garden was surrounded by trees, and there were only one or two paths hidden in the bushes, and it was almost a place for Yimer to come in, so it was almost a place for Yimer to keep for himself.

Imer was doing sit-ups in an uncanny way, and unlike the usual sit-ups, he was doing them upside down, completely suspended in the air. Someone may be able to do handstands, but they are definitely not as easy as Emer.

“…… 298，299，300！ ”

After finishing today's count, Yimo easily flipped down from mid-air.

"Drink!" A punch on the trunk of the tree, the front of the tree does not move, but the back of the wood chips fly.

Imer has force outside the rules. His training method is called martial arts, and unlike modern martial arts, which focus on martial arts, which focuses more on refining the spirit and body, and exploring the potential of the human body. People with outstanding talents practice martial arts, which can be said to complement each other and enter the country quickly, while ordinary people with average qualifications practice martial arts as well learn more about the way of martial arts.

Emer's talent is amazing, but in this era of strict rules, martial arts are just a way to entertain oneself.

After finishing today's exercise, he packed his things and prepared to go home. Today, as usual, Tong Junwen will tutor him in his homework.

Just as he was packing up his things and preparing to leave, suddenly his heart throbbed.

"Huh?!" Looking up, the atmosphere has changed, the original vibrant riverside garden is silent at the moment, and the trees seem to have lost their color! The air became viscous and seemed to emit a fishy smell, and the sense of reality gradually became nothing.

Imer looked around in a panic, not knowing what was happening.

Suddenly, the air near a water pavilion not far away distorted, and a figure with a solid upper body and a void lower body appeared in the real world! This is...... Ghost? Imer was in a state of panic. The ghost's head looked like a shriveled corpse, the flesh and skin were clinging to the skull, and the toothless mouth was opening and closing, which looked extremely terrifying! It was dressed in a robe with the skulls of several small babies hanging from it, and the disgusting and evil patterns twisted and fluttered along its ethereal body, which was not the sight that should be seen in a materialistic world!

Imer was a little incredulous, wiped his eyes, and looked over there again, it was not a hallucination! The impact it has on its surroundings alone is unlikely to be an illusion! Imer was irritated to his stomach by that indescribable sensation and couldn't help retching. Is that...... What a ghost!

Could it be a movie? Imer looked around a little bewildered, no! No crew, no cameras, no shadows! There was no trace of hanging with a wire, and there was no place for him to stand! What's more, how can there be such a sticky and slippery nausea feeling when making a movie?

On the empty riverside path, there were few people, only the sanitation aunt who collected garbage by the river came over with a garbage truck. The riverside garden, which seems quiet on weekdays, is now inexplicably gloomy and terrifying.

That auntie! Yimo was anxious, and was about to call the sanitation aunt to let her not come, but what she didn't expect was that as soon as she approached, the whole person seemed to be sucked out of the blood of her whole body, and the skin and flesh disappeared in an instant, and the skeleton crackled and smashed to the ground!

"Ah...... Yes! Imer's eyes widened in disbelief, and fear rose in his heart. Looking back at the faint ghost, trembling and pointing at the human figure floating in the air, I only felt the cold air on my back, and my whole body trembled involuntarily, it was really ...... What a ghost! Imer wasn't such a timid person, but he never thought he would actually encounter a ghost!

He looked at the distorted and terrifying figure, and it was hard to believe that the materialistic world was crumbling before his eyes!

At this moment, a strong light suddenly emitted from the hand of the wandering ghost, but it was not white, nor any color that could be described, the sticky and slippery feeling became more and more intense, the fishy smell seemed to be unable to breathe, the boundary between space in reality and nothingness became more and more blurred, and even in a moment, Emer's sense of existence for himself disappeared! Then the ghost suddenly distorted, and disappeared in an instant, and the realism of the space returned to normal, as if nothing had happened!

The air was fresh, insects and frogs were still chirping, and the trees were shaking with the wind by the river. Turning her head, Aunt Sanitation just fainted on the side of the road, where are there any skeletons?

Emer's neck stiffened and he looked left and right, staring at the place where the ghost had disappeared, unable to believe what he had just seen.

As a staunch materialist, he believed that space and matter existed objectively, and he did not believe in ghosts, because in the materialistic world, spirit cannot exist alone from matter. But what did he see just now? Is this a ghost or a natural phenomenon?

Emer's body still remembered the terrible impact of the ghost on the human body just now, although it had disappeared, but the body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and it couldn't stop trembling. He just felt that everything in the world was far away from him, there was no space and time, no heart and no memory, only nothingness.

Is there really a ghost in this world?!

Yimo looked at the bamboo forest that looked ghostly in the afterglow of the setting sun, shivered, and ran out with a rolling belt.

……

Back at home, Yimo immediately took a shower and glared at himself in front of the bathroom mirror for a long time. Looking at himself in the mirror, Yimo pinched his cheek and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everything I saw today is an illusion, an illusion caused by being too tired these days! Nothing, nothing......" Imer began to give himself mental hints, and after ten minutes, although he still felt like a fish in his throat, he was not so scared.

So he wiped off his almost dry body, put on his clothes and pants and walked out.

The Yimo family is a large house of 150 square meters, and his parents are not at home all the year round, and it is said that he is doing archaeological work. Although this house is a little empty for one person to live in, Yimo is also used to it, and if there are a few more people living in it, he probably won't get used to it.

Since Imo was a teenager, his parents began to spend all year round abroad, and the nanny took care of him until he was sixteen, and then quit his job and returned to his hometown to take his grandson. In the past few years of high school, he lived almost exclusively on his own. This kind of life has also made him develop such a sullen personality as he is now.

After a hasty dinner, he simply packed up his books, and walked towards Tong Junwen's house with his schoolbag.

Speaking of his acquaintance with Tong Junwen, even if Yimo thinks about it now, the sense of oppression like a storm still seems like yesterday.

It was in the first grade of elementary school.

Tong Junwen is a very strong girl, which can be seen from the time she was 7 years old, she is not as interested in rope and rubber bands as other little girls, and she is also dismissive of the mud and sand that boys play with, which makes her seem a bit maverick in the class. Whenever after class, the other children were playing in groups, but she was sitting on a chair with a tight face, or reading a book, or writing and drawing.

Such a withdrawn little girl is naturally easy to be bullied by bad boys.

"Stop!" Xiao Yimo stretched out his hand to stop a few male classmates who were about to bully Tong Junwen during class, thinking about his mother's teachings to him, and said loudly: "Mom said that it's not right for boys to bully girls!" ”

The bad boys glanced at each other, changed formations, and surrounded little Yimo in the middle.

"You're nosy!"

"What do you have to do with ugly girls!"

"You think you're amazing!"

The bad boys started pushing little Yimer around.

"You, you bully girls...... Not manly! Although little Yimo was a little scared, he still shouted.

"Wow! You're a man! ”

"Show me your manhood!"

"Drag his pants down! Show everyone how manly he is! ”

The innocent little girls screamed and covered their eyes and ran out, looking for the teacher to make a small report. The little boys looked at the four people in ignorance, not knowing what was happening.

Xiao Yimo finally realized the seriousness of the situation and began to struggle to carry out the chicken protection operation, but how could the strength of one person compete with three people? Little Imer's pants began to slowly slide towards the danger line.

That's when the hero—oh no, it's the beauty—comes in.

"Bang!" Tong Junwen stood up as soon as he propped up his desk, walked to the desks of the three people, and picked up the stationery boxes of the three bad boys one by one.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" The three stationery boxes were smashed in front of their masters, and the pencils, refills, erasers, rulers and other things in them were spilled on the ground, and all the boys were stunned and dumbfounded.

The three bad boys were stunned for a long time, looked at the stationery all over the ground, and flattened their mouths, "Wow! They all cried.

For elementary school students, the most tragic scene is when their stationery books are thrown to the ground.

Little Yimo had tears on his face, and sat on the floor with his pants in both hands, half of his exposed ass covered with dust, looking miserable after being ravaged. And Xiao Junwen crossed his hands and stood in front of the four boys with wordless contempt, and the queenly temperament that overrode all beings almost made Xiao Yimo bow down.

This is the intersection of the fates of Yimo and Tong Junwen.

Then Imer, as the queen's henchman, remained so for ten years, until today.

……

Tong Junwen's house is not far from Yimo's house, just one street away, walking on this road that has been going on for almost ten years, Yimo is a little absent-minded.

Imer could feel the restlessness in his heart. Not only because of the afternoon experience, but also because of the study.

He has never thought that he has no talent for reading, maybe he can be confident in other things, and for learning, he knows very well that he can get into this honor class because of whose spur. But he also understands that some things can't be achieved with hard work.

However, a promise is a promise.

Imer looked at the light on the windowsill in front of him, sighed, and walked down the stairs.

"Hello Auntie!" Yimo said hello to Tong Junwen's mother, Xi Zinai, while changing his shoes.

Unlike her daughter, Yushi is the kind of woman who is gentle on the outside and on the inside, and just being by her side makes people feel at ease. For Imer, Yushino has somewhat taken the place of his irresponsible mother.

"Little Silence is here!" Xi Zi Nai smiled softly, "Have you eaten?" ”

"I've already eaten it." Imer said a little crampedly, "That'...... Auntie, can you not call me Xiao Mo, I'm almost 18 years old! ”

"Huh!" Xi Zi Nai squinted her eyes and gently rubbed it on Yi Mo's head, "Little Mo can't wait to grow up!" ”

"Auntie......." Yimo touched his nose in embarrassment, there was nothing he could do about Xi Zinai who had always treated him as a child.

"Come in, Wenwen will be waiting for you for a while!" Yushino smiled and blinked.

Yimo answered and walked towards Tong Junwen's room.

Only in Tong Junwen's room, Yimo will have the feeling that his childhood sweetheart is a girl of the same age as himself.

Although Tong Junwen would not use the trinkets that ordinary girls like to decorate his cabin, it was still easy to tell that this was a girl's room from the layout, color and items of the room.

Compared with Yimo's room, Tong Junwen's room is not big, the small room is not only used as a bedroom, but also Tong Junwen's study - a real study, a wall facing the window is occupied by a huge bookshelf, stacked on it, is Yimer's life can not read and understand the books, the content involves all aspects from Gewu to humanities, and the title of the book is the kind of noun that is known when taken apart and put together, whenever Yimo sees this bookshelf, will deeply realize their own insignificance from mind to body.

Tong Junwen likes bright yellow and thinks that this color helps him think. So this small room was full of bright yellow objects - bright yellow beds, bright yellow mosquito nets, bright yellow sheets, bright yellow pillows, bright yellow carpets, bright yellow curtains, bright yellow tables, bright yellow chairs, and bright yellow girls on top. I don't know why, when I see that petite body, Imo always thinks of cats.

"Wenwen." Imer softly closed the door and shouted softly.

"Xiao Mo." Tong Junwen turned his head and seemed to curl the corners of his mouth invisibly.

Tong Junwen was wearing pajamas, had just taken a shower, his hair was clinging to his neck, and his cheeks were slightly red from the heat.

"Sit down! Wait until I've seen this. Tong Junwen pointed to a chair next to him, and then continued to read his book.

Yimo nodded, glanced at the tome in front of Tong Junwen, and opened the title that read: "Rise and fall during inflation: Slow roll approximate".

Yimo, whose scalp was numb, didn't dare to read more, so he honestly took out his book, which read "Analysis of Classic Analytical Geometry Questions in the National Unified Examination", and then comforted himself: At least this book looks long enough and not too ugly...... The other textbooks in the bag are "Classical Chinese Unified Examination Sprint", "Modern Chinese Reading", "Unified Examination Algebra Question Bank" and "New Unified Examination Geometry".

He stared blankly for a few minutes, and although Imer's eyes were fixed on the book, the focus was already on the back of the paper, and he had no idea what he was reading.

"Smack!" Tong Junwen closed the tome that Yimo didn't know what it was when he looked at it separately, put it back in the bookshelf behind him, and closed the high-IQ aura that made Yimo uneasy.

"Do you want to look at analytic geometry today?" Tong Junwen stroked his still damp hair, pulled over the chair and did it beside Yimo.

"Ah...... Well, yes....... Yimo was a little embarrassed to hide his careful thoughts, in fact, he preferred to listen to Tong Junwen talk about classical Chinese.

"Oh, well! So, are there any questions in question? Tong Junwen nodded.

"Uh, question......." After the events of the afternoon, Yimer's mind was still in chaos, and he still remembered any doubts, "...... Probably, no...... Why don't you give me a highlight! In fact, whenever there is an important exam, Tong Junwen will give him this kind of surprise preparation, as a super student, she can always guess the teacher's ideas for questions.

However, hearing Yimo say this today, Tong Junwen paused, put down the pen in his hand, put his hands on his knees, and made a sitting posture.

Not again! Yimo sighed in his heart, and his ears drooped to listen to the training.

"Xiao Mo, you have to understand that there is nothing in this world that is not earned for nothing. Your future can't only rely on others, I can't think for you, and neither can anyone, you need to understand what you've learned and what you're lacking, knowledge can be learned slowly, but once attitudes and habits are formed, it's hard to change! If you don't even bother to think about it, are you still you? Where did that self-motivated Xiao Mo go? ”

Yimo looked at the reflection of himself in Tong Junwen's eyes, distorted, but extremely clear, and even the slightest expression could be reflected in it.

"But...... There are some things that I still can't do......" Yimo didn't look over, he didn't feel angry, but he deeply felt his powerlessness in his studies.

"Xiao Mo, you ......" Tong Junwen suddenly stopped talking, she realized that perhaps, she had put too much pressure on Yimo, his string was already tight, and he was already overwhelmed.

……

The moonlight illuminated the steps, and the chirping of insects added some life to the quiet night.

"Click" The door of Tong Junwen's house opened, and the bright light made the moonlight fade in an instant.

"Little Momo, be careful on the road!" Yushino smiled softly and waved her hand.

"Got it, Auntie!"

"Mom, I'll send Xiao Mo." Tong Junwen said.

The two walked down the stairs and walked side by side on the grass with the chirping of insects, silent. The moonlight was in the girl's gown, like the spirit of the Queen of the Night.

"Xiao Mo." The girl stopped.

"Huh?" Yimo looked back in confusion.

"Have you ever thought about your future?" At this time, Tong Junwen is more like a 17-year-old girl than usual.

"Future?" Imer was a little puzzled, and then said, "Getting into college and trying to be one of the elite—hasn't it always been like this?" ”

Tong Junwen shook his head and said, "This is the future I envisioned, and what I asked is yours." You should have thought about it, right? What your own future looks like. ”

"My own ......." Imer was silent. After a while, he said, "I...... I don't know. ”

Tong Junwen looked up and stared at Yimo for a long time, and his expression suddenly felt a little lost and panicked.

"Xiao Mo, I'm sorry."

"Huh?"

"I'm putting too much pressure on you and making you not who you are." Tong Junwen lowered his head and kicked the grass.

"Ah, no." Imer scratched his head, "I don't care. ”

"But I care," Tong Junwen looked up at him, "Although I trained you like this just now, in fact, I am the one who should be trained...... I've been forcing you all along, making you not you. I'm ...... Got carried away. ”

"No, I'm still the same me," Yimo opened his arms and hugged Tong Junwen's petite body and rubbed her hair, "High school is our high school, it's your choice, it's my choice, it has nothing to do with anything else." ”

Tong Junwen's chin rested on Yimo's immature shoulder, and he reached out to wrap his waist around him.

"It's only been a month." Tong Junwen muttered.

"Hmm." Imo replied in a muffled voice.

After being silent for a while, Tong Junwen pushed him away slightly, looked into his eyes and said, "Just let me, willful for this last month!" ”

Yimo suddenly laughed: "Don't say a month, you can take as long as you want." ”

"One month is enough." Tong Junwen shook his little head, "I hope that the future Yimo will become Yimo because of myself, not because of me, I believe that you are the best you." ”

"You saved me, so after all, it's because of you that Imo became Imer." Yimo gently stroked a scar on the back of Tong Junwen's head that only the two of them knew, and sighed.

Tong Junwen shook his head, didn't let Yimo touch the back of his head, and pressed his head against his chest.

"After the unified examination, I will go to Cheongju Island......"

"Go, I'll book the ticket tomorrow."

"I'm going to eat a lot of seafood......"

"Eat, we're cooking with the fishing boat."

"I still have to swim, I still have to dive......"

"Go, go, I'll accompany you to buy a swimsuit after the unified exam!"

Tong Junwen smiled softly and stood on tiptoe.

"Thank you!" Two soft lips were lightly imprinted on Imer's cheeks.

Looking at the back of the elf, which seemed to be a little excited, Yimo touched his cheek, which was still warm, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

This is the youth of 17 years old.