Long Xiaoyun hurriedly returned home, closed the door of the room, and took out the pill from his pocket.

It turned out that this was a pill folded into a small piece of paper, Long Xiaoyun carefully opened it layer by layer, stared at it, and immediately covered her mouth in surprise, tears flowed out.

There are two patterns on the small note, the first is a rudimentary image that looks like Lake, and the second is a little girl with an arrow that shifts between Lake and the little girl.

Long Xiaoyun is very smart, what Long Ye wants to tell her is that Lake is now a little girl.

Long Ye is not a person of nonsense, he just told her that there is a bubble of absolute loyalty to Long Tai, and this bubble is Lake.

With Lake here, Long Xiaoyun believes that Mrs. Long is still alive.

Long Xiaoyun burned the note, thinking in her heart, Lake has changed from an iron frame to the appearance of Long Tai, and now she has become a little girl, and according to the pattern, she should still be a very small girl, she couldn't help but laugh, I don't know what Lake will look like when she becomes a little girl.

These days, Ryuta feels a different atmosphere, and since the firefly incident, Baizawa also seems to be a little panicked.

For this elf, Ryuta is inextricably linked to her, and he has come to regard her as a part of his body.

Because they live and die together.

All of this shows that the storm is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

Long Tai also thought about the next few days, and the study with Zhang Xiaoxian was still going on intensely, and the topics he chose became more and more quintessential, and often a few classic words represented everything.

For example, when he and Long Tai faced the Xuanyue Mirror, he would say: the eyes are full of verdant, the empty mountains shouting, even the echoes are so monotonous, vast, lonely, and very hot feelings, and the cold waiting that is gradually entering winter.

For example, he will now say: "The Xuanyue Mirror is not a desolate place, it is a vast and cold dream, allowing us to cross the chasm left in the bottom of our hearts by time and space, and reach the past that we can never go back to." ”

There was even a time when he stood lonely on the tower and said in the face of the hazy wilderness: "Half-dead and ignorant waiting, the deepest lesson for me is another name for a middle-aged man, maybe it is called nostalgia, and the same as the indifferent name, it is just a state of mind." ”

Zhang Xiaoxian has always instilled professional terminology in Long Tai, and he has very little emotion about life, but it has been particularly abnormal recently.

These behaviors invisibly put a lot of pressure on Long Tai, who was timid, evaded, and even regretted his life choices when the storm came.

At the same time, it also made Long Tai feel a sense of trepidation, he felt that he should go and say goodbye, no matter what kind of life he chose in the future, what kind of encounter he faced, he had to say goodbye to his friends, and goodbye to his past.

The Tibetan mastiff pulls a heavy cart of tofu out every day, and he is always happy when he comes back.

Now I don't have to worry about sales, but only about production.

The building behind the shop that Long Zaino commanded is almost complete, and the basic equipment is being purchased and is in place one after another.

When he sweats every day, he sees a pair of big eyes staring at him silently from time to time, and there is a bowl of herbal tea around him at some point. He knew how gentle these eyes were, but he didn't dare to think about it.

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