"I may have made a bad decision. While the two were sitting on the bench waiting, Frey's voice suddenly sounded behind them, which really startled Allen.

Alan turned around to find Frey staring at him.

"Good afternoon, Senior Frey......" Seeing a little uncomfortable in Frey's eyes, Alan hurriedly greeted cautiously, and then asked, "Were you talking to us just now?"

But instead of answering him, Frey asked, "What are you two doing here?"

"Uh...... Wait for Freya. Alan whispered.

"Looking for my sister?" Frey stared at Allen, "what are you looking for her for?"

"Well, that's right...... Alan explained as he looked at Riel, "he accidentally hit his head last night, so I wanted to ask Freya to help him with the injury on his forehead today...... Because I just learned the blood rejuvenation technique the day before yesterday......"

"You're going to ask my sister for help?" Frey took two more steps closer and asked with a look of suspicion in his eyes, "How?"

"No, it's not ......" Although Frey could hear that he was joking, Alan couldn't laugh: "Well, through Cynthia......"

"Cynthia!" Frey shouted, looking rather agitated, and his voice doubled, "I knew that if I was injured, I should go to the school hospital!

Riel was startled, wondering why Frey had suddenly started a fire.

"Uh...... I just don't think there's any need to go to the school hospital for a minor injury of this magnitude...... So......" Alan tried to explain what he was thinking at the time, but found that the more he tried to explain it, the more suspicious his motives became.

He knew what Frey was thinking, but now it seemed that what he said was useless, and he couldn't explain it.

"So!" Frey interrupted him rudely, and continued to ask, "So, you used this as an excuse to get close to her!?"

"No, I didn't mean that......" Alan was a little speechless, looking at Frey's eyes wide with anger, and suddenly felt that what he was talking about now was futile.

"I'll warn you again of this last ...... You are not allowed to approach her with any excuses!Any excuses, do you hear me?!" Frey said without giving him any chance to continue his defense, staring at Allen.

Alan lowered his head and sighed, and stopped talking. First, he didn't want to lose Cynthia, a friend who understood his thoughts, and second, he didn't want his relationship with Frey to end up like this.

And what puzzled him was that Frey usually seemed to be such a calm person, but when he mentioned things related to Cynthia, it was as if he was a different person, and he became extremely sensitive.

"Disappear for me!" But Frey didn't have the patience to wait for him to say anything more, and immediately pointed in the direction of their dormitory building and yelled, "Disappear from my eyes, from her eyes!"

Alan looked at Frey in a daze, then looked at the girl's apartment, and saw that Cynthia and Freya had come out of the building and were walking towards them, but Frey didn't give him a second longer.

Alan sighed helplessly, took one last look at Cynthia, and then turned away with Riel.

Riel never understood what they were arguing about, or who Frey was referring to, but he saw something important - their friendship with Frey had broken down completely.

"What the hell is going on with you two?" asked Ryle cautiously as they returned to the room, where Alan sat alone on the edge of the bed for a few moments.

Alan didn't say a word along the way, just walked with his head down. Riel knew it was something he would only do when he was upset.

"Nothing...... Alan replied hastily, then continued with a heavy sigh.

"It's nothing, I can see it, okay?" Riel gave him a blank look, then asked tentatively, "Seems to be because of Cynthia?"

Alan couldn't hide it, but he didn't know where to start, his mouth opened and closed, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "He thinks I'm deliberately approaching Cynthia." ”

"Uh......" Riel was a little overwhelmed at this, as it seemed to him to be the same. However, in order to comfort Alan, he still stood firmly on Alan's side: "Why does he think so...... Unfounded!"

"Maybe it's because I have too much contact with her during class, after all, she and I have a lot ......of classes to attend every week," Alan looked out the window and said thoughtfully, "but maybe it was a few chance encounters with her that made him more distracted......"

"Then he shouldn't hold on to this and prevent you from communicating with Cynthia normally!" Riel looked indignant, "He doesn't have the power, and he doesn't have the qualifications!"

But as soon as he said these words, he realized that he was wrong. Because unlike Temnabo Jr., who unilaterally has a crush on Freya, Frey and Cynthia are engaged, and even if they don't want to, they will become a family in the future.

"Uh...... I mean...... "Riel didn't know what to say next.

Fortunately, Alan could see that he had realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he waved his hand to sit him down, and said nothing.

Compared with yesterday's melancholy, Allen's mood today has added a lot of heaviness. He could clearly feel that something was being lost.

He knew what it was, why it was lost, and in what way, but he was powerless to prevent it from happening.

Alan was still staring out the window in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. Riel was too embarrassed to say anything more, so he had to follow him in a daze.

Not long after, Ian also came back from outside, and was instantly stunned when he saw the two people with strange expressions, and stood there blankly observing them for a while before tiptoeing back to his bed.

It wasn't until the clock rang at seven o'clock that Rare's stomach growled, and it pulled Allen's thoughts back.

"So be it. Alan whispered.

"What?" "Rare was napping when he was suddenly woken up by Allen's sloquy, and a spirit stood up. Although he slept for almost three hours during the afternoon nap, he couldn't help but feel sleepy after staring out the window for a long time.

"It's fine. Let's go to dinner...... I am hungry. Alan said as he began to organize his textbooks, "Then go to the library and preview tomorrow's lesson." ”

He said these words without the slightest hesitation, as if he had gotten rid of the troubles caused by the incident.

Riel couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and what he admired most about Allen over the years was this - extremely self-regulated. No matter what kind of emotional trough he fell into, or how upsetting things happened, Alan always got out of it as soon as possible, instead of being like him, who would always be immersed in negative emotions without enlightenment.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked in his heart: they only cared about this matter, and they forgot all about the agreement with Alyssa!

The two hurried to the restaurant, only to find Alyssa still waiting for them.

"Sorry, we're late...... Something happened. Alan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

However, Alyssa did not mean to be angry in the slightest, and instead asked, "I know...... Is it because of Frey, or Cynthia?"

Alan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that maybe Alyssa had seen it all through the window, and had guessed it all.

"Hmm. Alan replied simply.

Alyssa didn't ask any more questions, and the three of them began to eat dinner.

It looks the same as usual, but the atmosphere is somewhat strange. Because until the end of the meal, Alan didn't say a word except to bring what Professor Watson was going to tell Alyssa. Although he knew that Alan didn't talk much, Riel could still feel a little difference in it.

"It's better to leave him alone for a while. Riel thought. So after saying goodbye to Alyssa, Alan asked him if he wanted to go to the library with him, and he refused.

Basically, there are very few people in the library after seven o'clock, and the second floor is even more deserted, and there is often no one left. This is the perfect place to calm Alan's mind.

As soon as he walked into the library, the smell of books filled the room, which made Allen's mood lighter.

The second floor was brightly lit, but the huge room was empty, and there was no one in it.

Anyway, he didn't have to worry about disturbing anyone, so Alan walked aimlessly along the window on the second floor, enjoying the night view of the campus alone.

He didn't know where the interest came from. He rarely saw the campus from here, and usually opened a book as soon as he came in.

Maybe it's because he's in the right mood today to see such a night scene.

The square could be seen from the south window, but because there was a row of dense sycamores planted in front of the building there, he could only see the light from the dim street lamps on the side of the road from between the trees, and he could not see everything in the square very clearly, and even the immortal trees that he had been hoping to see were obscured by the canopy of the plane trees.

However, from the north window, you can clearly see the Four Seasons Garden. The view is completely different from the view from the dormitory, and the view here is clearer and more complete. Although there are no street lights in the garden, because the roadside is full of large areas of fluorescent grass, it perfectly outlines the overall outline of the garden and can also faintly illuminate the flowers that bloom all year round.

So this time he did not go to the south side, where he often sits, but sat down by the window on the north side.

Although he still thought about it from time to time, and occasionally glanced at the position where he and Cynthia had first met here, but fortunately, with the theory of the elemental magic class from the previous day as a foundation, he still finished the lesson he needed to listen to tomorrow in time.

Alan walked slowly down the easternmost staircase of the library. A breeze blew through him, and he couldn't help but stretch.

The evening breeze in September is cool, bringing a rare feeling of comfort in the past few days. Being able to successfully complete the learning goals he arranged as planned made him feel a lot better, at least the depression in his heart disappeared a lot.

"I don't know if Riel slept or not. Alan stood in the doorway of the east side entrance of the library, and from his position he could see the dial on the clock tower.

It was already half past eight in the evening.

But just as the wind had blown, and he was about to step down the steps, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind him, as if they were coming in his direction.

"Is anyone as late as I am?" Alan wondered for a moment, wanting to look back.

But before he could fully turn around, it felt as if someone had slammed into him, causing him to lose his balance as he was standing on the edge of the stairs, and he fell off the top of the stairs with a stumble, and then rolled all the way down......