"Didn't you say, from experience..."

"Can you go into the city?"

In the field, looking at the city in the distance, the headmaster barely had the strength to speak.

The rest of my life walked on the road, thoughtful.

"That's not right."

"It was like that before."

"Oh..."

"I used to drive a Tiger XXS, maybe the engine... It's not the same. ”

It's getting dark.

The group of three kept walking along the dirt road in the countryside.

The wind blew gently at night.

Occasionally look up and see the starlight in the sky.

Seem...

It's also a good choice to just walk around.

Until late at night.

Looking at the city not far away, the tired headmaster cried with joy.

Homecoming...

Finally home.

This wonderful trip made him deeply aware of Liu Qingfeng's difficulty.

But it also ignited his fighting spirit even more.

Sooner or later, your plan will succeed!

Clench your fists hard.

The headmaster's eyes were firm.

Then in front of the two of them, he took a taxi and drove away.

Leave only the rest of your life, and time stands in place.

"Where are you going?"

Time looked at Yu Sheng and asked.

The rest of his life looked at this familiar city and was a little distracted for a while.

After a long time...

"Go see someone."

Yu Sheng said softly.

"Oh."

Time nodded, stopped talking, and just followed behind the rest of his life, drifting away in the city.

Under the dim street lamp, two thin figures stuck to the shadows of the wall, as if they merged with the darkness.

……

"He's my teacher."

A remote piece of land with a tombstone.

Yu Sheng stood in front of the tomb and said softly.

Open the backpack and take out the first pattern of Yunxun that he obtained before, and place the second pattern of Yunxun in front of the tomb.

I carefully calculated my current merit value.

Yu Sheng finally took down the three-patterned cloud xun again and placed it in front of the tombstone.

Only then did he slowly take two steps back.

didn't bow, didn't say anything sensual, just looked at the tombstone silently.

Time looked at the photo of Liu Qingfeng on the tombstone and was a little curious.

Time keeps ticking.

"Let's go."

Yu Sheng said suddenly, and after glancing at the tombstone again, he turned to leave.

No more nostalgia.

From beginning to end, he never said anything to the tombstone for the rest of his life.

But those three brilliant medals, even on this night, are so dazzling.

In the photo, Liu Qingfeng is not smiling, his body is straight, and he is looking ahead.

Looking at the back of the rest of his life, time was a little silent.

It always feels...

In the course of a year, the rest of my life has changed a lot.

Even the standing posture just now seemed to imitate the photo.

There is no arch in the back.

Of course, after turning away, the rest of his life returned to his appearance.

This wonderful sense of change cannot be said by time.

But...

Seems pretty good too.

For the next two days, he spent the rest of his life in the city.

After learning that Yu Sheng was the inspector sent by the Mo Academy this time, the principal was numb.

I remembered that I had just left the inspector on the street and taken a taxi by myself...

The headmaster couldn't wait to smack his two big mouths.

is obviously the Tianjiao who went out of Mobei No. 2 Middle School, and he is obviously his old principal...

Such a huge innate advantage...

Why did you take a taxi and leave?

How cold he pretended to be before, how affectionate he is now.

In the past two days, the principal has even forgotten the existence of time and has been surrounding him for the rest of his life.

Constantly shushing the cold and asking for warmth.

Take the rest of your life to reminisce about the years that have passed in No. 2 Middle School.

Including the collaboration between the two.

And the school uniform, which was full of advertisements.

A wave of perfect memories to kill!

Even in the early morning of the next day, on any wall of the second middle school, photos of the rest of his life quietly appeared.

In the photo, Yu Sheng is wearing the uniform of their No. 2 middle school, with a sunny smile on his face.

Well...

The smile is P's.

Otherwise, with a cold face, looking at it at night, it will be weird and gloomy, and it will be easy to scare other students.

Time expressed its amazement at the photo.

At least she'd never seen the rest of her life laugh like this.

"But... You do look good when you smile. ”

Time commented seriously.

There was no response to this for the rest of his life.

It's just wisps of gray gas emitting from his body.

"Headmaster, it's time to prepare for the exam."

Yu Sheng looked at the principal and said seriously!

Then in the following afternoon, the entire Mobei No. 2 Middle School was constantly emitting majestic gray gas, which was endless.

It was on this day that they really saw the deterrent power of the rest of their lives.

There used to be seniors who gave them the existence of science popularization for the rest of their lives...

But I didn't know until I saw it with my own eyes, seniors, what I said was too tactful.

The content of God's special assessment is a broken boulder in the chest.

Let the top students sing rap!

I also let a cute little girl come to a 100-meter sprint race on the spot.

Even the rest of my life has not been spared.

There are nearly 1,000 people...

Just looking at the performance stage, time came to a stand-up comedy.

But to their surprise, there was no embarrassment at all, but seriously, and seriously recited the lines given for the rest of their lives.

The expression is extraordinarily focused.

Thereupon...

The effect of the show is full.

Looking at the gray gas gushing out of the audience, the rest of his life finally forgot about the photo.

Well...

Twenty-eight.

Each one also has a different smile.

……

Mobei City to the east.

A remote village.

Zongren just sat on a bluestone at the entrance of the village, looking at the scorching sun above his head, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

And behind him, in the small village.

One by one, corpses fell to the ground.

Deaths vary.

Looks extremely cruel.

Blood soaked in the dirt, and even the air smelled of blood.

On the wall, the hideous blood marks were shocking.

At this time, the corpse was already somewhat decomposed and became fishy.

Flies flutter in mid-air.

"Ugh..."

"In this world, weakness is the original sin."

"All the so-called laws and regulations are just rules made by the strong to restrain the weak."

"So, it's not me who you are to blame, it's you."

"You are willing to spend the rest of your life in such a village, giving up the road to becoming stronger, that..."

"Nature also gives up control of life."

"This world..."

"Belong to the strong."

Zongren got up, stood on the bluestone, turned around, and looked at the blood-stained village, with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself.

The expression on his face was unusually cold and indifferent.

The breeze blows...

It's like the villagers who are still with their eyes open until they die, silently telling something.