Natural black penetrates into infinite flow

The sound of the bell for the evening self-study get out of class came from outside the window.

Lu Qihuai glanced at the wall clock on the wall, the time should be nine fifty at the moment.

"It seems that Meng Yijie is right..." Lu Qihuai said.

Xia Mingchi noticed the strangeness of the wall clock, and he dragged Lu Qihuai to the emergency room on the second floor.

The emergency doctor is no longer there, and there is an electronic watch on the emergency table, which shows that the current time is "21:56".

Lu Qihuai checked her watch, "This time is accurate."

"Wait another five minutes."

Xia Mingchi said, pulled out the chair and sat on it.

Time passed by minute by minute.

21: 59.

Crack, the display on the electronic clock is blank.

"It's already ten o'clock," Lu Qihuai held out her watch to Xia Mingchi's eyes.

"Could it be that the clock loses 22 o'clock as long as it's in school?" Xia Mingchi guessed.

Lu Qihuai said: "In this time period, will there be hidden characters, such as parallel spaces or something?"

Xia Mingchi said: "Music classroom?"

The next day.

Xia Mingchi and Lu Qihuai happened to meet Meng Yijie who was going to the classroom.

At the moment of eye contact, Meng Yijie turned her eyes away. A few seconds later, as if forcing herself to greet others, she stopped in place, waiting for the two boys to catch up.

A mild social fear entanglement, who knows.

On the contrary, Xia Mingchi was happy for Meng Yijie's change. She had to try to communicate with others.

The boy smiled and walked to Meng Yijie's side, his round eyes were bright, his eyes were a little dark blue, the dull hair on his hair was shaking in the wind, and his slightly tired look made him look like a cat that hadn't slept well.

Meng Yijie's heart skipped a beat, a little...cute?

So she spoke first, "Good morning."

Xia Mingchi: "Morning. I have to trouble you with something."

"what's up?"

"Please go to the logistics office and find a teacher to get a girl's school uniform. If it's the size..."

Xia Mingchi gestured for Meng Yijie's height with his hand.

"Well, one size smaller than you."

Meng Yijie stared at Xia Mingchi with wide eyes.Xia Mingchi was on the short side in the game, but in reality he himself hadn't fully grown up in his sophomore year of high school.

Meng Yijie is actually about the same height as Xia Mingchi, about 1.6 meters nine, but girls are even taller.

Xia Mingchi understood Meng Yijie's thoughts, and quickly waved his hands.

"I didn't wear it! I met a girl in the school hospital last night. Her clothes..."

Xia Mingchi lowered his voice and leaned into Meng Yijie's ear to explain.

Meng Yijie: "I see."

Lu Qihuai didn't know what kind of medicine Xia Mingchi sold in the gourd. What he cared more about was that Xia Mingchi and Meng Yijie were a little close.

Lu Qihuai grabbed the corner of Xia Mingchi's clothes, trying to interrupt the conversation between the two.

"what happened?"

"Arm hurts." The tall boy looked unhappy, pointing to the arm hanging on his arm, looking pitiful.

Lu Qihuai was injured because of herself, which made Xia Mingchi feel very guilty.

So Xia Mingchi became nervous when he heard him cry for pain.

"Can you still bear it? Do you want me to accompany you back to the school hospital? Will the game arrange recovery for such an injury?"

tools and the like? "

Gaining attention again, Lu Qihuai was satisfied, "It's a little better now, there's no need to go back."

Meng Yijie glanced at Lu Qihuai's face, understood what he meant, and took the initiative to take a small step to the side to distance herself from Xia Mingchi.

"Let's go." Lu Qihuai said, turning between Xia Mingchi and Meng Yijie, separating them.

"Yesterday, after evening self-study, I was walking around the school. I found that as long as I could see the clocks, after ten o'clock, the number ten would be erased." Meng Yijie ignored Lu Qihuai's small movements, she just wanted to pass the level quickly.

Xia Mingchi: "It's the same situation in hospitals."

It seems that the game setting is to lose 22 points.

At the door of the classroom, the three parted ways.

Xia Mingchi found that there were a few more exercise books, and many students even put the books on the ground.

Running exercises between classes, because Lu Qihuai was injured, Teacher Liu specially arranged for him to sit in the stands, and the others were doing as usual.

Xia Mingchi was at the front of the queue, and Zheng Bin speeded up to come to him.

Finally without Lu Qihuai, who was in the way, Zheng Bin felt like he and his junior had returned to the past.

It's just on the surface, but in fact, their relationship has long been estranged.

"Were you tired in the hospital yesterday? That guy didn't bully you, did he?"

"How do you think he will bully."

Xia Mingchi felt that Zheng Bin was always trying to provoke the relationship between himself and Lu Qihuai intentionally or unintentionally.

Xia Mingchi added: "I already know the rules of the dungeon game. If you want to become a player, you have to kill the person you hate the most. The game will really provide players who die with a means to vent their anger."

"But I don't understand. We are not at the same level, and there is basically no competitive relationship. Why do you hate me in the real world? That's all, why treat me well? Can't you just alienate me?!"

Xia Mingchi ran faster and faster, leaving Zhou Zheng and Meng Yijie behind.

Zheng Bin speeded up to follow, his eyes fixed on the front, silent.

On the seventh lap, he finally spoke again.

"Are you sure there is no competition between us?"

"In any professional competition, as long as you participate, I am No.2. Whether it is the student union or the work office, as long as you show up, everyone will automatically surround you. Your popularity is always so good, and your ability is also strong. Every day Hee hee haha ​​nothing to worry about..."

"At the beginning, I also wanted to be good friends with you, but after getting along for a long time, I am under more and more pressure. You not only attract friends around me, but also occupy my resources. If you guarantee research under the name of my supervisor, Can the instructor still see me..."

"I admit that I'm just jealous of you...I like you and I'm jealous at the same time!"

"At first, I thought about graduating safely and gradually reducing contact with you. But I just entered the game...Why am I so unlucky! Why are you luckier than me!"

Xia Mingchi listened quietly to what Zheng Bin said, he didn't know that Zheng Bin thought so much.

Can he be envied too?Both of his parents died when he was young, and he was brought up by his grandparents. In addition to studying, he also had to work part-time. While facing the pressure of study, he also resisted the pressure of life.

I remember that in the winter of the third year of high school, I helped my grandma who was suffering from rheumatism wash the bowls of the wonton shop, and got chilblains on my hands, which were painful and itchy.After washing the dishes, I have to warm up the books again, just to get into a good university.At that time, he felt that no matter how hard life is, it is nothing more than this.

Will such a life be envied?

After entering university, he never thought of stealing Zheng Bin's limelight.

Professional competition is a friend who invites him to form a team, and he dare not hold back his friends.Being popular is because grandparents always taught themselves to be kind to others.The reason why he wants to keep the graduate school and become a fellow student with Zheng Bin is because he regards the senior as someone he admires from the bottom of his heart, and hopes to follow in Zheng Bin's footsteps.

He sees Zheng Bin as a role model, and Zheng Bin sees him as a threat.

After the last lap, Xia Mingchi walked silently on the playground.