In the office, the constant complaints lasted for more than ten minutes before gradually stopping.

"You should say something."

The dean of studies, who was wearing a striped shirt and black suit pants and had his hair combed meticulously, was staring angrily at the principal who was sitting with his legs crossed, holding a teacup and playing with it leisurely, as if nothing had happened.

The dean of studies, who looks gentle, dresses in an old-fashioned way, and is serious and responsible, is famous for his quick temper. He can't stand others' slowness and the lazy look of others who don't even move when the situation is urgent.

The more he looked at it, the angrier he became. He reached out to snatch the cup from his hand.

He wanted to see what was so good about a broken cup.

"Hey, hey, hey, this cup was given to me by Xiao Baixu, please don't break it.

I say, Zheng Guban, so many years have passed, why are you still so irritable?

No wonder I’m still single. I know you’re anxious, but don’t be anxious.”

The female insect who was speaking turned her wrist and nimbly dodged the other party's hand that was stretched out to snatch it.

He slowly stood up from his throne and carefully placed the precious porcelain cup in the display cabinet.

Just saying a few words and walking a few steps seemed to have consumed a lot of his energy, and his face turned pale in an instant.

After a while, he lay back in the sofa chair, yawned sleepily, changed his posture lazily and continued to lie there.

Zheng Jingzhou looked at his suddenly pale face, and his tone suddenly became much lighter. He continued with his neck stiff, "Why are you in such a hurry? Lin Xiaowu, the school has just started and he..."

Lin Licheng turned his head to look at this old classmate and good friend who had been with him for a hundred years. His gaze suddenly looked far away, as if he was missing something, and he gently interrupted.

"The school has just started. He will come. Did you watch the news this morning? The statue of the King Bug has been put back, and they can finally meet again."

Zheng Jingzhou, who wanted to say something, looked out the window, his mouth trembled, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

The layers of maple leaves are like a raging flame that never goes out, just like the eyes of an insect.

Although he is a noble king insect, his temperament is not calm at all. He is jumpy and out of touch, but he is also a smooth talker and a soft-hearted person.

He persisted in sticking to Xiaoliu's side, and stayed with him for ten years.

Like a fly, you can't drive it away.

With the slightest help, he would dare to climb up. He is so shameless and good at pretending.

The top-level SSS-class male insect had a red mark on his finger, but no blood came out. His eyes were red, and he insisted on having Xiaoliu kiss him to relieve the pain. It was really unbearable to watch.

There are countless things like this.

Their original awe of the King Insect was turned into shit in their repeated speechless silence.

But he actually picked Tang Qing, the famous flower of their courtyard.

The breeze blows the maple leaves, as if flames without borders are creating waves of joy, dancing like elves in the autumn wind.

Gazing at the white statue surrounded by stars in the center of the maple forest with deep affection and excitement, expressing lingering thoughts.

The tall and slender white statue, with its straight back like a sharp sword, may seem intimidating at first glance, but its gaze towards the direction of the imperial palace is exceptionally gentle.

It is the sculpture of Tang Qing, the 137th Queen of the Zerg and the youngest commander.

Tang Qing, a SS+ female insect, is a legend among the poor insects. As her name suggests, she has an exquisite and outstanding appearance with a subtle sweetness and coldness.

The cold was given to all the insects indiscriminately, and the only sweetness was given to Palenque.

It should have been a sweet two-way trip.

However, the good times did not last long.

Who could have thought that in that battle, out of the six people in the dormitory, the only ones who managed to survive were the two with the weakest strength, and one of them was even sickly.

"It should have been put back long ago. It's all my fault. I didn't protect Tang Qing and his insect eggs well."

The border war suddenly became urgent that year. The King Insect Palenque and the SSS-level sand whales died together. The star beasts had just been dealt with when the mutant plant tide broke out again. The brief peace bought with the life of the King Insect was once again shaky.

Tang Qing, who had just given birth and lost her partner, ignored her physical discomfort and grief, entrusted the insect eggs to him, and resolutely rushed to the front line.

After more than ten years of getting along with each other, they are not only superiors and subordinates, but also friends who can trust their lives.

But what Zheng Jingzhou didn't expect was that when he rushed there, the base had fallen, and the doctor and guards in charge of guarding the insect eggs had already died.

The mental shield left by Tang Qing was also destroyed, and the insect eggs disappeared.

He was a sinner, he lost their child.

When he followed the clues, all he found were broken eggshells and traces of blood.

He thought about dying to atone for his sins, but a voice from the unknown told him that the insect cub was still alive.

Other insects may not know, but he and Lin Shucheng clearly remembered that Tang Qing once saved an S-level white tiger.

The A-level star beast tiger has a similar subordinate structure to the Zerg. A population will only have one leader, which is a mutated S-level white tiger.

And next to the broken eggshell happened to be the white tiger's paw print, which he would never forget.

Almost all the insects thought that the baby insect was dead, but Zheng Jingzhou didn't think so.

Because he had felt Tang Qing's enormous mental power on the eggshell, he suddenly had a different guess in his mind.

So he dragged on with his life, and for a hundred years, he never stopped searching.

"How could it be your fault? If I hadn't been injured and you had wasted time trying to save me, the insect eggs wouldn't have been able to enter."

Lin Shuocheng felt even more self-blaming and sad. When he woke up from the treatment chamber, he heard bad news about his friends one after another. It was like a bolt from the blue and he almost collapsed.

Although they all knew that the female insect could break through Tang Qing's mental shield, they could not resist it even if they were there.

But I still couldn't help but take all the responsibility on myself.

Things were too confusing back then, and all the blame was put on Palenque's right-hand man, the leader of the orchid mantis, the god of war Bai Lin.

It's a joke that the loyal Bai Lin would betray Palenque.

But at that time they could not find any evidence and could not save those innocent insects.

In this way, they lived with persistence and guilt. One was to find Tang Qing and Palenque's child, the second was to find out the truth of that year, and the third was to fulfill the dream they had promised, thus establishing the Red Maple Academy today.

Lin Shuocheng raised his hand and rubbed the decadence on his face, "Don't you think that child looks a bit like them?"

Putting aside the pupil color, the pair of peach blossom eyes that concealed a cunning and agility beneath the gentleness and affection, a replica of the King Insect Palenque, appeared before his eyes.

Zheng Jingzhou suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him, "You mean?" His choked voice stopped abruptly.

With a dull "bang", the insect disappeared.

Lin Shuocheng sighed and finished his words slowly, "You won't be able to see him even if you go there."

"Tang Qing, King, please bless your child to return safely. I hope that while I am still alive, I can still hold my godson in my arms, cough cough cough cough..."

A thin and fragile shadow was reflected on the snow-white wall, and the heart-wrenching cough replaced the voice and lingered for a long time.

The guilt and resentment accumulated in his heart ultimately made things worse for his body, which was already suffering from the sequelae of serious injuries.

Suddenly, a gentle warm breeze broke off a red jade-like maple leaf, which floated through the wide open window and fell beside his hand, which he gently caught.

"I'll take that as your agreement." Lin Shuocheng raised the corner of his mouth. His pale face had a sickly flush due to the intense coughing, but it also showed some vitality.

After a long time, he covered his eyelids with maple leaves and slowly closed his eyes.

The breathing is shallow and almost inaudible.

A soft moan suddenly sounded in the quiet office, so light and soft that it could be broken by a gust of wind.

"If I'm gone, you won't be lonely with my son here, Zheng Laosan."

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This chapter is about revealing the past.

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