Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 4 Backstreet
Ye Shurong came back to his senses, looked at the photo with attachment, then turned and left, maybe he should go to the back street of the college, after all, he decided to participate in the college competition.

She tied up her hair neatly, and opened the barrier that guards the yard. She hasn't touched it for so long, and she doesn't know if it's still useful, but it doesn't matter. Apart from those roses, she has nothing to be stolen.

She walked out at a leisurely pace, as if she had fallen into the green ocean, dense and full of vitality, unnamed trees, when the wind blew past, there were bursts of rustling sounds, like a pleasing concerto, sometimes A few green leaves are falling, making a few lovely rolls in the wind.

The west district where the girls live seems to be filled with forests, probably because there are too few girls in the college, and the buildings in the west district are far less than those in the east district, but for some reason, the areas divided by the two places are the same size, so there are more in the west district many trees.Ye Shurong walked slowly, not in a hurry to use the magic movement to hurry, suddenly, she was stunned and stopped.

As far as the eye can see, the courtyard door is not closed, and one can see the blue hyacinths growing inside and the crazy-growing weeds that far outnumber the flowers.

Kerou, her friend and neighbor, who cared about her like a sister, is gone...even the flowers she loved have become like this.

She turned her eyes away and stretched out her hand to catch a leaf. The leaf in her hand looked like an old man's twilight years. It was still green as a whole but lost that moist feeling, and the edge of the leaf was slightly curled with withered yellow.

She let go of her hand, the leaf slipped and floated down, the world changes, the ups and downs are impermanent, everything is over... Maybe I shouldn't live so heavy all the time.

However, it is absolutely impossible for me to give up revenge, and I must not turn a blind eye to the crimes committed by that damned organization!
The falling leaves danced wildly, turning into powder just before landing.

The back street of the college is old and simple, but it is noisy, the sound of people clamoring, and the sound of blacksmiths swinging hammers forging one after another.

There are some shops scattered along the road, and there are still more customers, but this cannot change the fact that this place is very dilapidated.

Ye Shurong still remembers the teasing of the seniors and sisters who used to study with him.

It is said that the headmaster's obsessive-compulsive character, who knows that there are far more boys than girls in the college, but still divides the west side as big as the east side, can allow the back street in the college to have such an incompatible and not gorgeous place, it is really unbelievable. There may be some unknown tricks.

Ye Shurong smiled amusedly, walked slowly through those noisy shops, and walked around to the end of the back street.

The houses here are even more dilapidated, but they are very quiet. There are hills of ore piled up beside the road, especially the whole piece of refined iron ore, which is as tall as a few people but very pure. It is probably obtained from the goblins.

Her destination was a small shop near the mine pile.

Ye Shurong looked at the old shop, it was so dilapidated that there were cracks on the walls nailed with wooden boards, it made people doubt its safety.

A wooden sign was crookedly nailed beside the door, and the words "Lu's Forging Shop" could be vaguely seen.

Ye Shurong was a little lost in thought, she still remembered that when she was six years old, she got her first knife here.

She stepped into the shop, the shop was quite spacious, hanging on the wall and scattered on wooden shelves were all weapons.

The owner of the shop is not here, maybe he was forging in the shed built beside him.

Besides her, there were several other young people in the store who seemed to be talking in low voices. The young man in the center was surrounded and couldn't see his face clearly.

But Ye Shurong didn't take it to heart, she probably didn't know each other, except Wen Renya and a few others who stayed in school and had jobs, most of them went out on missions or returned to the family, it couldn't be such a coincidence.

Ye Shurong picked up a knife on the wooden stand, looked at it carefully for a while, disappointment flashed in his eyes, and a few words came to his ears when he was about to put it down.

It was one of the talking youths who got excited for some reason and amplified his voice.

　Will write better and better.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)