In the next few days, the three of them explored the block several times individually, so careful that they were just short of digging up the ground. However, no clues were found.
The only consolation was that RenDong has been safe and sound at school these few days and nothing happened.
Lian Qiao's heart is not that big so of course he didn't leave RenDong alone in school. Ever since he learned of the existence of the back door of the stationery store, he had to go to school once or twice a day. Either to deliver food to RenDong or to secretly observe if anyone was bullying him.
His behavior was almost idiotic and he also feels a little wretched. Fortunately, the many years of stealth games were not for nothing. Although he sneaked in so many times, unless he specifically called out to RenDong, otherwise RenDong would hardly notice him.
According to his observations these days, Lian Qiao found that something was wrong with the instance this time.
It was too easy!
Originally the orphanage, which became haunted from time to time, had a reasonable atmosphere. But now that they have mastered the weakness of ghosts and gained the powerful magic attack of the Monk, ghosts have lost their threat to them.
And RenDong's classes at school were really just classes. As long as he handed in his homework on time and never came late or left early, the teachers and classmates around him would not embarrass him.
The only thing worth noting is that the primary school students studying with RenDong are all children without facial features. RenDong explained that it was because his memory of his elementary school classmates was blurred, so when the dungeon reproduced this environment, there was an error which caused those children to lose their faces.
Without facial features, they just appeared scary. However, in fact these children never took the initiative to hurt RenDong.
The more Lian Qiao thought about it, the more strange he felt. This was clearly their last dungeon, why was the difficulty so low?
Little Apple didn't think of it this way. After all, in this dungeon, teammates killed by ghosts will also become ghosts. If they didn't have the crowbar and the Monk's two anti-ghost treasures in their hands, most people would have been killed if they entered this instance.
"It's not that the instance is too simple, it's that you are too strong!" Little Apple concluded.
Indeed, after fighting against eighteen hungry ghosts with his own strength, Lian Qiao only suffered a small injury on his shoulder. This combat power has already surpassed ordinary people.
…Was this really it?
Lian Qiao felt vaguely uneasy.
The calm days flowed by like water. In the days that followed, RenDong went through elementary school and high school entrance examinations and successfully entered a key high school.
Seeing RenDong growing up from a chubby little dumpling to a lean and handsome boy bit by bit, Lian Qiao couldn't help feeling relieved like an old father.
However, this comfort could not offset the restlessness in his heart. On RenDong's first day in the new high school, Lian Qiao walked around the school again. This time, no kind-hearted proprietress opened the back door for him.
This time there was only a dog hole.
But in order to meet his sweetheart, what obstacle was a dog hole?
Fuck it!
Lian Qiao got into the dog hole resolutely, stood up and patted the dirt off, without any psychological obstacles.
This was the corner of the school playground. At this time, several classes were having physical education classes on the playground. Fortunately, there was a large group of weeds blocking the dog hole, otherwise he would be exposed as soon as he got out.
Lian Qiao was a little nervous. Although this is not the first time he has sneaked into the campus, this time it was a new high school and he was not familiar with the terrain.
RenDong was in Class 1, Grade 1. Classes in this school are based on the entrance scores. RenDong was promoted to this school with almost full marks, so he should have entered the best class.
On the way to the first grade teaching building, Lian Qiao couldn't help feeling elated.
Our family's RenDong is really excellent! After returning to school after many years, I didn't see him studying too much but he was able to get first place in the exam casually. He was simply a god of learning!
While carefully avoiding the grade director who was patrolling the road, he finally arrived at the gate of Class 1.
This school was rigorous in academics and has a good school spirit. The teaching building was spotlessly clean, the windows bright and clean and it looked very suitable for studying peacefully.
One side of the classroom window just leans against the flower bed. Lian Qiao hid in the flower bed, cautiously poked his head out from under the window sill and gradually looked inside with mischievous eyebrows.
Ah, see see see. RenDong is on the other side of the room! He's also by the window!
Lian Qiao couldn't help sighing. If he had known he was at the other end, he would have walked around the corridor. But it's too risky to linger in the corridor, he doesn't want to be caught by the principal or the senior management. If that happened then RenDong would have to come to explain for him, which would embarrass RenDong.
In fact, this position is not bad. You can see the whole situation and see who was lucky enough to study with him.
Since middle school, the classmates around RenDong have gradually developed their appearance. However, the faces of the students are still very vague and have no distinctive features, making them hard to remember.
Lian Qiao looked around and finally returned to RenDong.
RenDong was so pretty. No matter where he is, he is the one who stands out from the crowd. Even just watching from a distance like this, even just looking at a side profile, Lian Qiao's heart couldn't help beating faster. He thought secretly and happily: He belongs to me, such an outstanding person belongs to me.
However, after the initial euphoria passed, Lian Qiao gradually felt something was wrong.
Why does RenDong look…a bit melancholy?
He was sitting on the window seat at the other end of the classroom. He was holding his chin and looking out of the window with his face slightly sideways. The entire time Lian Qiao peeked at him, he kept up this posture. It was unknown what there was to see out the window.
From such a distance, Lian Qiao couldn't see his expression clearly but he vaguely felt that he seemed unhappy.
Why was he unhappy?
Lian Qiao carefully recalled what happened these days, and really couldn't think of any reason for RenDong to be depressed. He couldn't help frowning. At this moment, the female teacher's voice suddenly sounded in the classroom.
"Who will come up and do this question?"
As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the classroom instantly became chilled.
All the students lowered their heads slightly, not daring to meet the female teacher's eyes. Lian Qiao hid outside the classroom and couldn't help smiling knowingly.
Ah, everyone's the same! When the teacher asks a question, you won't dare to look at the teacher! Once you catch her eye, you will definitely be called out!
Unexpectedly, the female teacher looked around and did not see anyone raising her hand. Her gaze finally turned to RenDong on the other side of the classroom.
"Xu RenDong, you come up and do it."
When Lian Qiao heard RenDong's name, his heart tightened. RenDong, who was in a trance, was also slightly taken aback when he heard the teacher call him. However, he did not hesitate or refuse, but directly pulled out his chair and walked towards the podium.
…What was the topic?
Lian Qiao looked at the blackboard but saw that it was empty and there was no question. He couldn't help but get nervous regarding RenDong.
He was only thinking about RenDong just now and didn't hear what the female teacher said it was. And RenDong was looking out the window in a daze so he probably also didn't hear the question.
Then he was called up to do a test, won't he make a fool of himself in public?
From this angle, RenDong's face cannot be seen, only his back. Lian Qiao was so nervous that his palms were sweating but unexpectedly found that RenDong's back was always so straight and straight, without any embarrassment that he was about to make a fool of himself.
Huh? Could it be…
Lian Qiao stared at RenDong without blinking. RenDong picked up the chalk and raised her hand to write on the blackboard.
Two minutes later, the blackboard was filled with calculations. It was a complicated calculation process. Even though Lian Qiao was looking at the answer, he couldn't figure out what the original question was.
After RenDong finished writing, he turned her head and looked at the female teacher.
The female teacher showed a shocked expression on her face and then she became a little embarrassed. She waved: "Okay, you did it right, you go down."
RenDong didn't respond. He put down the chalk and walked back to his seat. He probably sensed that the female teacher only chose him to answer the question when she noticed that he was lost in thought, in order to embarrass him. So he no longer looked out the window but turned his gaze back to the blackboard.
It's just that he still holds his chin, looking sleepy.
This time Lian Qiao saw clearly. There was nothing wrong with his intuition. RenDong was not happy.
Although there was no expression on his face. From those eyes, Lian Qiao saw a lingering… tiredness?
RenDong leaned against the window sill, his posture looked very relaxed but the lines of his back were still elegant and straight. Like a ballet dancer, even when he is resting, he is dignified.
However, there is a trace of fatigue in this dignity. Lian Qiao couldn't tell. Like a white swan drinking water by the lake, his neck is still graceful and slender and his wings are still white and flawless. But in fact, he was exhausted and his throat seemed to be burning with thirst. Maybe he even no longer has the strength to fly again. Once the danger comes again, he will not make any struggle and resistance, but will only accept death gracefully and calmly.
Because he is already too tired.
RenDong was obviously just sitting there with his chin in his hands and Lian Qiao didn't know why he thought so much. He even felt more and more uncomfortable, as if there was something he had to do that he didn't do. His heart was sour and swollen and his chest was so stuffy and painful. It was as if something that could no longer be restrained wanted to gush out.
Amidst this inexplicable emotional agitation, Lian Qiao felt a strange feeling again.
Deja vu…
He felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar. He seemed to have seen RenDong's… unconcealable fatigue.
But when?
"...Ah!"
As soon as he tried to recall it, a familiar tingling came from the depths of his brain.
Lian Qiao subconsciously covered his head and curled up in the flowers.
…What's wrong with my brain? Why does it hurt so badly when I think about RenDong?
This time, Lian Qiao didn't intend to give in to the pain. He took a deep breath and, while taking out the painkiller from his pocket and stuffing it into his mouth, he tried to get back to the train of thought from just now.
It's impossible for Ren Dong to feel tired because of school affairs… School was easy for him…
But why was that?
It was also very strange when he went up to do the question just now. He was obviously not listening to the class but he immediately knew which question the teacher asked him to do after hearing the teacher's call. There was almost no time to think after going up. It's almost as though he had the answer long ago and was merely copying the answer silently on the blackboard…
It's like… he was holding a script in his hand…
How?
How can he…?
"Argh…" The painkiller didn't take effect so quickly but, deep in his brain, it was like a red-hot drill bit, trying hard to drill into his brain. Lian Qiao was in so much pain that tears formed in the corners of his eyes. He covered his mouth hard, fearing that his voice would disturb the people in the classroom.
It hurts, it really hurts…
But I can't stop here…
Lian Qiao was breathing violently and tremblingly, rubbing his head while thinking hard.
Why did RenDong show such a melancholy expression? Why was he so tired?
When was the last time you saw him like that?
…Since they confirmed their relationship and lived together, the aloofness of RenDong who appeared thousands of miles away gradually faded away. Little by little, RenDong became a warm and lovely person, who would act like a baby, depend on him, pull his sleeves and say shyly but frankly: I want to kiss you.
But now, his dying swan-like demeanor…
I must have seen it before…
Lian Qiao almost didn't need to look at him anymore. When he closed his eyes, he could see him leaning against the wall and quietly looking out the window in a daze. Through that window, you can even see the vast expanse of snow day after day.
...Huh? Snow?
"Aghhh!"
It hurts!
Now, not only the pain from his brain, but also the pain from his chest.
Lian Qiao tremblingly reached out to his chest and touched something hot and hard. With a hook of his finger, he pulled out a slender key from his neck.
That brass key with his name engraved on it.
It was scorching hot at this time, as if being scorched by an invisible flame.
The word "Lian Qiao" had almost melted.
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The author has something to say: Do you feel familiar after seeing the description of the swan? Does any microscope girl know where this paragraph appeared~?
According to this trend, I feel that when the puzzle is solved to 100%, Lian Qiao's brain will be cooked 23333
Speaking of which, there is bad news.
The three-dimensional yuan is too busy recently, and it stays all night every now and then. If the double update continues, I will die… So starting from today, there will only be one chapter at seven o'clock every day.