For a long time, Heng Dao Yijian didn't know how he persevered, and after so long, he could still keep his sanity and stay here. However, taking a step back, he didn't know what the future would hold, whether he would face disappearance or if he had another choice. Or have no choice, forever, forever, forever and forever to stay in this game until the game is closed.

- Alas, I don't know if the girl's mood is better, but I'm a little worried.

Heng Dao shook his body with a sword, took out the sword in his hand and looked at it, and put it back into the sword bag. I looked down but glanced at the chat box floating below, and the world channel above was still swiping up team messages, but there were a lot less.

- Yesterday, two players who claimed to be her classmates sent a secret chat, as if they were called shredded potatoes and ...... Chops? This name should be the person of the Guild if she is hungry or not, if she will come today, let her reply to those two people, so as not to have emotional intelligence and misunderstanding with her classmates.

There were a few players in the world discussing what to eat for lunch, and the topic was quickly picked up by a bunch of IDs like shredded chicken and boiled beef, and there was no doubt that these guys were also hungry or not. Heng Dao lowered his head and pondered for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

- Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen those people from the Hungry Guild, so next time, let Sissi take them to brush up the Mona Bay War, and train PVE's command ability by the way...... By the way, last time she seemed to have said that she wanted to learn battlefield command, and this time after the swordsman's PVP course, she asked Jiujian to form a five-person team and arrange a few team command courses.

Since the end of the battlefield competition, Heng Dao Yijian was parked next to the flower bed in the main city square, looking at the two butterflies that had already flown around him for more than one hundred and eighty circles, he suddenly felt that it was not bad to stay in this world. At least, I can think about the battle training like this every day, and I can also hear about the outside from Lu Yunqian, so that my brain will not be rigid.

- Ahem, my character, I'm afraid the modeler didn't make a mental model.

Thinking of this, Heng Dao Yijian couldn't help but spit on himself in his heart, hugged his arms, raised his head and looked into the distance, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth.

Although she met two classmates in class in the morning, she met two classmates, sour and hot shredded potatoes and braised pork ribs, but Lu Yunqian only responded politely when they came to say hello, and then hurriedly sat in a distant corner of the classroom with her books in her arms, looking at the blackboard as if she didn't want to be disturbed.

Sour and spicy shredded potatoes and braised pork ribs excitedly left seven or eight secret chats last night as soon as they saw Heng Dao Yijian online, but found that the other party did not reply a word. Both of them live in the same dormitory.,Face to face, I guessed that maybe the request made yesterday was a bit reckless.,So it made the girl unhappy.。 Faced with such a situation, although they felt a little guilty, they didn't know what to do, and when they saw her sit in the farthest corner of the classroom, they stopped disturbing them with interest, and resumed their relationship with ordinary classmates from offline games.

In fact, Lu Yunqian was not so careful, but she hadn't touched the computer since she answered her mother's call yesterday, and she fell into bed in a daze for a while, wrapping herself in an egg shape with a quilt. This behavior is an unconscious action that is formed unconsciously after her brother leaves, but it can help her regain some security. This uneasy feeling still existed in class this morning, but she couldn't shrink up in the classroom, so she could only find such a lonely corner to sit, but in fact, she didn't have the gas of hot and sour shredded potatoes and braised pork ribs.

Lu Yunqian didn't know what was going on in the first class in the morning, she just looked at her mobile phone screen nervously. Yesterday, after hearing her mother say that she would call at the memorial service, she didn't settle down, although she wanted to call her mother again and tell her that she didn't want to talk to her brother in this way, but she was afraid that it would break her mother's heart, so she tortured herself so much that she didn't sleep well all night.

- Don't call, don't call......

The sound of the teacher's word-for-word lecture gradually turned into the sound of seconds on the mobile phone screen, recording the time that passed minute by minute. The call that I don't know when it will come is like the eve of the execution, which makes people anxious but unable to do anything, so they can only silently pray in their hearts that this incident will not happen, and let her return to her previous happy and stable life.

“…… Like an ostrich in danger, he hides the injured self so that outsiders can't see it, and then forces himself to forget about it. ”

Suddenly, this vague sentence suddenly appeared in Lu Yunqian's mind, and her heart sank, remembering that this sentence was once said by her brother in her dream. Isn't my current self just what this sentence says?

However, I really can't control myself and face this fact!

Just when Lu Yunqian shook her head helplessly and didn't know what to do, the mobile phone screen suddenly lit up, and before the sound of vibration came out, she hurriedly hugged the mobile phone and quietly slipped out of the back door of the classroom. She ran to the teaching building in one breath, the call on the screen has lasted for 36 seconds, although there are 10,000 people in her heart who don't want to answer, but she still gritted her teeth and slid the answer button like fate, put the phone to her ear and gently called into the microphone: "Mom......"

"Sissi, we're in the cemetery, do you have anything to say to your brother?" The mother's voice trembled a little, as if she was holding back her emotions, trying to talk to her daughter in a normal tone.

"I ......" Lu Yunqian hesitated, if it was like chatting with her brother in that dream, even if it was for her a day and a night, she couldn't finish it. But the way she looks now, she really can't say a word.

"Well, I'll leave my phone here, and if you have anything to say, tell him." Her mother understood her mood very well, and she was no longer embarrassed, but after speaking, she gently placed her phone next to the tombstone.

In the Phoenix Cemetery in X City, a bouquet of chrysanthemums has been placed in front of a brand-new tombstone, and the young man in the photo in the middle of the tombstone is still smiling with a young but energetic smile, like a cup of golden lemon tea. On the dry ground next to it lay stacks of coins for use, the first of which was blown by the wind and kept flipping.

Two old men squatted on the ground, one on the left and one on the right, and were about to put the coins in their hands into the stone bowl of the memorial platform and light them to celebrate the first Winter Clothes Festival for their son, who was sleeping here. The cyan flame that had just been lit on the Stygian Coin stirred and swayed as if to say hello. Looking at this rapidly burning and growing flame, my father choked up, but he looked like he wanted to say but couldn't speak.