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Steve's bedside.

The owner of this room was sleeping soundly, he had barely slept yesterday, and he had fallen asleep at two or three o'clock this morning.

There was a piece of paper next to his pillow with some words on it, and next to the bed, there was a box, as if it had just been put on it.

Outside, Li Xinyang's hut was gone, and for some reason, it was gone, and only some clods of soil that had not yet grown grass remained.

Steve still hasn't woken up, he doesn't know what's going on outside, and we don't know what he's going to cry when he wakes up and sees the piece of paper next to his pillow.

A few birdsongs sounded outside the window, as well as the sound of villagers moving, and the whole village seemed to come alive, and the villagers began their day's work.

At this time, Steve would have woken up long ago, but today, he was asleep like a child.

Valley of the Kings.

King Sa didn't sleep all night last night, and talked to Notch until this morning, but King Sa didn't feel any tiredness, and was even more energetic.

All the people in the Valley of the Kings also got up and prepared for breakfast, and then it was time to start the Hundred Congresses in earnest.

After a while, Steve finally got up from his little bed, but he was still sleepy-eyed, rubbed his eyes, yawned, resisted the urge to continue sleeping, and Steve got up.

The first thing I found when I got up was, of course, the piece of paper next to the pillow, but as soon as Steve saw this Juanxiu's handwriting, coupled with the final signature, he knew that it was written by Li Xinyang, so he planned to read it later, and happened to read it while eating breakfast.

He didn't notice the box next to the bed, though.

He took the baked potatoes out of his furnace and ate them, looking at the letter: Steve, don't read it.

Those things of yesterday, I hope you can forget them, because if you don't forget those good things, you will only suffer in the future, if you don't forget the past, you can't embrace the future, Steve, I hope you can forget the past and create your own splendor and brilliance.

・・・・・・ seeing this, Steve felt a little strange, what does such a statement mean, took a small bite of the delicious baked potato, and continued to read・・・・・・・ Steve, in fact, there is one thing I haven't told you, I was going to tell you in person this morning, but you are sleeping, I wrote this letter yesterday, I hope you can see it.

If you see the back, please don't be sad, don't be sad・・・・・・・ letter, written here, it's already a page, but it's not over yet, Steve turned it over, keep reading・・・・・・ I will miss every day of studying with you, every minute and every second, I will miss every detail with you, I will miss you, I will also miss this village, I remember your experience from a person who can't do anything to a brave adventurer, I remember those good times, I remember the afternoons when we were in the house together to learn about the world, I read the book "Introduction to the Basics" together, I remember everything, and I will miss everything.

Steve, goodbye, although I don't want to write these two words, although I don't want to say these two words, but I have to tell you, goodbye.

I'm sorry for not keeping my promise, and I'm sorry to leave you at this time, there's a box next to your bed, which I put this morning, and it's all my mineral resources, and some food left for you, which will definitely be of a lot of use for your future life, don't try to come to me, that would be bad for yourself, and don't try to stay in that time, then you won't be able to embrace a better future.

Steve, I wanted to talk to you this morning, but I couldn't say it, when I parted, goodbye, how could I say it.

Goodbye, Steve.

Steve's eyes stared straight at the goodbye at the end of the article, the juanxiu handwriting was written here, it was clearly a little trembling, Steve didn't dare to read this letter again, his heart was as if it was cut by a knife at the moment, it was so uncomfortable, it was so helpless.

Endless sadness and loneliness rushed to Steve's heart, Steve rushed out of his hut and came to the front of Li Xinyang's hut, he didn't believe all this, he didn't believe that Li Xinyang really said goodbye to himself, he never believed it.

He expected to rush out of his hut and see a beautiful woman smiling at him in the beautiful hut, and then tell himself that it was all a joke.

But the facts played a big joke on him, people go, and the building is empty.

Outside, there was only one foundation left that had been built.

The corners of Steve's eyes, crystal seeped out, at first it was just a little bit, and then more and more, looking at the air in front of him, thinking back to a small house in the past, Steve's tears fell down in big drops, and for a while, he cried into a tearful man, tears like raindrops, dripping on his clothes, pants, and even the soil under him became moist because of the relationship of tears, because the relationship between tears became different from other places.

Steve was still crying, and the baked potatoes in his hand had already fallen to the ground the moment he saw the people outside go to the empty building, and his favorite food was far less than that of his favorite person.

Steve didn't go back to his home, just looked outside, just looked at the empty things outside, stared in one direction, as if there was a departing back in that direction.

After another half an hour, Steve returned to his cabin, but he didn't do anything, just sat on the sofa where he used to read, as if waiting for Li Xinyang to come back and teach himself a new knowledge, although he knew that Li Xinyang would not come back.

He didn't open the box, he didn't finish his breakfast, he just sat there, he just sat there.

In the middle of the night, Steve picked up a book casually, but the moment he saw the title of the book, he cried again, the title of the book is called "The Synthesis and Use of Items" is given to him by Li Xinyang, he resisted the urge to tear the book to pieces, but he didn't care about the tears dripping on the book, opened the book, the title page, and the beautiful handwriting: "Steve, goodbye, don't miss me, even if it's just now." ”

Steve put down the book and looked through other books desperately, but there was nothing in the other books, only this one was written, as if Li Xinyang expected Steve to take this book.

Steve resisted the urge in his heart, put the book back, and sat there again, letting the tears wet everything.