A few days have passed, and Izumo City is still the focus of players' research, and more and more people feel that climbing the banyan tree is the key to uncovering the secret of Lang Huan's blessed land. Because of Mu Qiming's funding, Qian Lian quickly raised the character level to level 50, and went to Izumo City as soon as possible, but almost suffered a loss on the banyan tree and fell back below level 50 again.

"Then it's too difficult to reach the top!" In the hut, Qianren complained that there was no gang war this week, and he was repeatedly deflated in Izumo City, which made Qianren very unhappy, yelling for everyone to gather in the hut, and by the way, he also complained.

"I didn't say I had to climb up, so why do you have to work so hard!" Xianzi said very puzzled with a drink, most girls are the same as Xianzi, they don't have such a strong competitive spirit, and they don't like this kind of adventure that seems to be useless, and would rather let people explore a way to tell them, rather than find an adventure path by themselves.

"You don't understand, it's not about the so-called blessed land, everyone just wants to fight to win or lose on this, see so many people are planting on this, if you go up smoothly, isn't it a slap in everyone's face? That's a big deal! ”

"It's such an exaggeration, it's just climbing a tree." Xianzi was a little unimpressed.

"You don't see how difficult it is, batch after batch of people go up to try, sum up the lessons learned, and then another group of people go further. Moreover, this perverted setting, such a big tree, actually from every angle, the density and type of demon beasts will be different, and more than a dozen have been tried. But the more difficult and challenging it is, the more it can inspire people's fighting spirit! ”

"Really?" Xianzi responded, obviously not interested, just coping with Qianlian's chatter, the two chatted with each other, and it turned out to be harmonious.

"These two people have really changed!" An Ju looked at this scene and smacked her tongue, the previous-for-tat was like a dream, and when she woke up from the dream, everything actually stopped.

Ai Mo smiled with some relief.

"Isn't that bad? It's a lot quieter here. ”

Qiu Chuxin served the milk tea at this time, and the aroma of the milk tea filled the air with a warm taste, which was particularly worthy of the name here.

"Boss." Qiu Chuxin suddenly remembered something and said: "Someone came to you this morning, a boy, about a teenager, I asked him what he was doing, he didn't say, only asked when the boss was there." I said that the boss usually has other jobs, sometimes he comes on weekends, and he only comes occasionally at night on weekdays, and I wanted him to leave his contact information, but he didn't say anything and turned around and left. ”

"A guest here?" Mu Qiming asked vigilantly.

"Sort of, I remember him, he came here once, that is, last week, with a group of students who were about the same age, and he was the most unaccented Chinese speaker among those people."

As soon as Qiu Chuxin's words fell, Ai Mo's hand holding the milk tea suddenly shook, and the milk tea that had just been brewed and was still very hot spilled out, and he splashed Ai Mo's hand.

Qiu Chuxin was startled, and hurriedly ran to the bar to get a towel, while Mu Qiming snatched the milk tea, shook the hand holding the moxa, and took the ice towel that Qiu Chuxin had just sent and put it on the already red hand of the moxa.

"Boss, boss? What happened to you? Qiu Chuxin squatted beside Ai Mo with some anxiety, seeing that Ai Mo's face was not very good, and she didn't know what she had said wrong.

"Huh?" Ai Mo came back to his senses and found that everyone was looking at him, and he barely squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm fine, I just got distracted, I'm sorry, I scared you." ”

Qiu Chuxin shook her head, cleaned up the table briefly, and saw that Ai Mo seemed to be really fine, so she walked away. Of course, she knew that this was just a pretext for Aimo, but she was smart enough not to ask.

You Yi didn't know what to do, but he also knew that Ai Mo must have some unknown stories, and when he saw that Ai Mo's hand was fine, he just drank milk tea silently and didn't speak.

"If you don't want to see him, don't come to the cottage these days." After being silent for a while, the warmth brought by the milk tea had dissipated, and An Xuan sighed and said.

Ai Mo hesitated for a moment, but did not respond, feeling a little panicked in her heart.

It was still Mu Qiming who sent Ai Mo home, and Mu Qiming didn't ask anything on the way, but Ai Mo took the initiative to speak.

"Say, did Iroh recognize me?"

Iroh, Aimo's younger brother, hadn't said that name for a long time, and when these two words rolled on the tip of her tongue, they felt extremely unfamiliar. She didn't mention this name to anyone, although An Yu knew, but she never said it in front of her, so that even the combination of these two words seemed so far away, but Ai Mo knew that Mu Qiming could understand it.

"I don't think I'm sure to confirm it, maybe it's just familiar, and I want to come and see it again. Otherwise, it wouldn't just be asking when you're here instead of contacting you directly. ”

Ai Mo nodded.

"After all, he was ten years old when he went abroad, and although you have been different from before in the past few years, you still have the shadow of the beginning."

Ai Mo listened to Mu Qiming's words, but just looked out the window and didn't speak.

What did moxa look like back then? Ai Mo himself has not recalled, whether he is dreaming or unconsciously thinking about the people who walked around him at that time, those who were helpless to miss, those who spoke badly, and those who were indifferent. Ai Mo never felt that he had such a good memory, but some faces could never be forgotten, as long as he picked up a corner of the past, it would be overwhelming.

"What was I like before?" Ai Mo thought vaguely, as if he was wearing his hair loose, wearing a school uniform forever, pedaling a pair of washed white sneakers, and keeping his head down to avoid eye contact with anyone.

Thinking of this, Ai Mo laughed self-deprecatingly, at that time, I am afraid that except for the younger brother in the family, not many people have seriously looked at her face.

Although the moxa foam in childhood is not so beautiful, she looks beautiful and smiles exceptionally sweetly. She has loved to smile since she was a child, and others will smile the same way when they look at her, which is like a virtuous circle, and Ai Mo lives in such a honey pot.

But after the age of six, Aimo's world was turned upside down, and he didn't want others to touch it, so he never entered the barber shop again, and cut his hair himself when it was too long. I don't want to go to crowded places, so I almost never go out to buy clothes, at first, Ai's mother occasionally brought her a dress or two, but since Iroh grew up, his energy has been completely transferred to Iro.

It's that Ai Mo herself probably hasn't looked at her face properly, she doesn't want to look in the mirror, she doesn't want to see her face full of melancholy and resentment, and the only thing she can remember clearly is the way it was taken when she was forced to take a registration photo in the nursing home.