On the way back, the convoy was more relaxed, and the trip took two and a half days, and it was not as rushed as when I came.

Once an hour or two had passed, Julian would order them to set up camp and gather the materials around them as before, whether they were herbs, beasts, or other rare specialties.

And Agni is often offline at this time, and the time to go online the next day is not much different from the time when other players are online.

On the way, they passed by Black Gold Village again, but the Black Tulip Brigade was not stationed, but passed directly by. Agni still remembered what happened to him in the Black Gold Village, and although he was now more confident in his strength, he didn't want to face that weird, indescribable object. Until now, Agni had not figured out what was going on in the Black Gold Village, and he had not received an answer among the people of the Black Tulip Brigade.

Therefore, the Black Tulip Brigade simply passed through directly, out of sight.

On the last day, when the fire needed to be taken off the line, the convoy had reached the edge of the outer city of Cologneburg, so he simply got off the bus at a small farm on the outskirts, said goodbye to Minter and them, and then went to find a suitable place to go offline.

In the farmstead, he could clearly see the towering upper city of Fort Colon and the outer walls, but it would take at least an hour to return to the station of the Black Tulip Brigade, and he didn't want to wait that long, in reality, the time to get up had come.

The average player mostly uses tents as safe houses if they want to go offline outside of the city, but he doesn't need to be so tight for Agni.

The farmers of the farmstead had become accustomed to the night of the warlords, and for a small price they could provide a clean room with two coarse meals.

It didn't take too long, and the fire went offline.

……

A faint blue light flashed on the VRI device, and the motionless human body on the bed woke up.

"Thank you for using our products, see you next time!"

"You create a new world!"

With a "biu", the screen turns off and the electric motor turns the eyepiece on.

In the blue light of the gloomy forest, Yimo blinked, and the perception of the real world returned to his mind.

It's a wonderful feeling, obviously in the last moment, it was still that completely different fantasy world full of possibilities within reach, and at this moment, when you are awake, you find that the shackles of the real world are still indestructible.

He is no longer the Sky Ranger with infinite strength, agility, and skill, and he is still the high school student martial artist who is out of step with the world.

Still, he was still who he was, whether it was as an imer or as a fire, and what he had comprehended was still real.

That world is subtly changing Emer, and one day, everything will come to fruition in the real world.

During this time, Yimo was much more relaxed, there was no longer a battle with an uncertain future waiting for him, there was no task that needed to be completed in time, and there was no other miscellaneous things to worry about when the unified examination was approaching, everything just went according to plan, and Yimer's mood was relaxed.

He followed his usual rhythm, washing, followed by physical exercises and muscle control exercises, and finally finished with a set of punches. Then ride to Tong Junwen's house, and then go to school together.

For many years, Yimo has been living an ordinary life with Tong Junwen, and sometimes he even has the illusion that life will always be like this, and it will continue forever.

The once tyrannical heart was completely calmed down by the intelligent, gentle and patient Tong Junwen day after day.

Then, under some opportunities, it began to degenerate.

"Xiao Mo, has anything happened recently?" Tong Junwen, who was leaning behind Yimo, suddenly asked.

The bike's chain is creaking.

"Huh? Nothing. "The Black Tulip Brigade is over, and I'm ready to leave for the port city to find an ocean-going merchant ship back to the Chinese player gathering area." ”

After a pause, Yimo asked curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

"Hmm...... It's nothing! Tong Junwen shook his head.

She didn't say how she felt.

The two have been together almost since elementary school, and they have been together day and night for ten years, whether it is the naïve Imer, the weak Imer, the lost Imer, or the tyrannical Imer, she has always watched him grow up step by step, and the two grew up together.

Tong Junwen felt that he should be the person who knew Yimo best, since when Yimo killed for her, he had been in a state of depression, as if he was a dormant volcano, as long as there was an opportunity, he would burn himself and the world to the ground.

So, when she had the opportunity to take a step to the sky, she chose to give up. Tong Junwen felt that he had to be by Yimer's side, to appease him, to surround him with his tenderness, if Yimo was a peerless sword, then she was the scabbard that protected him and covered his edge.

Use the most ordinary daily life to calm his tyrannical heart.

This is the reason why Tong Junwen is so obsessed with the student life of herself and Yimo, she doesn't understand what happened to Yimo, even if she is as smart as she is, she can only find this is not a solution.

It had been working for a long time, and she could feel that Imer's heart was becoming more and more peaceful, and that one day Imer would become a sword that was as sharp as it could be, but its power was undiminished.

But now the feeling that Yimo gave her has completely changed. Even though the edge is still the same, it is full of determination, and the confusion of the past is no longer visible in his eyes, and nothing seems to be able to stand in his way anymore.

Even if Tong Junwen compares himself to a scabbard, he can no longer hide his increasingly dazzling edge.

If the previous Yimo was evasive, he disguised himself as a weak person and hid in the shadow of Tong Junwen. Now he is determined to stand up on his own.

Tong Junwen's heart was shaken, she didn't know if it was her own delusion or if it was true, and there was a panic that Yimo no longer needed her.

After a long time, Tong Junwen leaned on Yimo's back and said: "It's about to take the unified examination......

"Yes! Our high school is coming to an end. ”

"Happy? Still reluctant? ”

"Hmm......" Yimo muttered, not answering the question directly, but said: "I can't stop there, I want to see what Wenwen will look like in the future, so ...... It's not happy, it's a little reluctant, but it's more...... Let's look forward to it! ”

"......" Tong Junwen pressed his face to his back, and didn't speak for a while, and Yimo didn't know her expression.

“…… At that time, it felt like five years was as long as forever......" Tong Junwen said again.

Hearing Tong Junwen's somewhat childish words, Yimo couldn't help laughing, he continued to pedal the bicycle, and then said: "Five years have passed, but what we agreed on is the whole life!" ”

Hearing Yimo's sudden words like a confession, Tong Junwen's face turned red for a moment, and then dyed the roots of his ears red, and the whole person was buried on Yimo's back, completely at a loss.

In the past, Yimo would never talk like this, he always had a sense of unease, as if he was about to self-destruct in the next moment, he enjoyed Tong Junwen's tenderness to him, but he never dared to say anything more promised. Hiding like a coward.

But now Imo spoke it out without hesitation.

Sure enough, what happened, right? This thought flashed through Tong Junwen's mind, and then he was drowned out by endless shyness and sweetness.

hugged Emer's waist tightly, and then let out a mosquito-like cry: "...... Well. ”

Yimo could feel her wavering, and couldn't help but have a bad freshness, and couldn't help but continue to tease her: "Don't say five years, even fifty years, five hundred years, five thousand years!" ”

I don't know if Tong Junwen heard what he said clearly, but he still responded like a mosquito: "...... Well. ”

If it was Tong Junwen in a normal state, even if he knew that this was a love story, he would not hesitate to refute his scientificity, but he had never seen it like this today.

He didn't think it was his own change, but felt that Tong Junwen was very fresh when he showed an appearance that he had never seen before.

However, seeing such Tong Junwen, Yimo's heart couldn't help but soften, "No matter what you do, I will accompany you!" ”

“…… Well. "The red tide of Tong Junwen's roots has not subsided at all.

"If you want to go to the beach, if you want to eat all the food, even if you want to go to the top of the world, it's no problem!"

“…… Well. ”

"I'm really looking forward to the end of the UEC!"

“…… Well. ”

"It's the last summer!"

“…… Well. ”

In the early morning of June, the hot and humid air has enveloped the city in the south of the Yangtze River, making the candidates who are rushing to study in the morning hot and uneasy.

Soon after, the unified examination, filling in, and completion.

Farewell is not only high school life, but also their youthful years.

and

The Last Summer.