Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

In the next few days, the three of them separately explored the block several times, and they were about to dig the ground. However, no clues could be found.

The only thing that is gratifying is that the honeysuckle is safe at school these days, and nothing happened.

Even Qiao's heart is not that big, of course he didn't leave the honeysuckle in the school alone. Ever since he learned of the existence of the back door of the stationery store, he has to run to the school once or twice a day. Either to deliver food to Honeysuckle, or to secretly observe if anyone is bullying him.

His behavior is almost a lunatic, and he himself feels a bit wretched. Fortunately, the stealth game for many years is not for nothing. He has sneaked in so many times, unless he deliberately stops the honeysuckle, or the honeysuckle will hardly find him.

According to the observations of these days, Lian Qiao found that this copy is really wrong.

It's so easy!

Originally in the orphanage, the haunting from time to time can adjust the atmosphere. But now that they have mastered the weakness of ghosts, and the powerful magic attack of monks exists, ghosts have lost their threat to them.

And the honeysuckle in the school is really just a class. As long as he turns in his homework on time and doesn't arrive late or leave early, the teachers and classmates around him will not embarrass him.

The only thing worth paying attention to is that the primary school students who study with Honeysuckle are children without facial features. Ren Dong explained that this was because his memories of his elementary school classmates were blurred, so there was an error when the copy reproduced this environment, causing those children to have no faces.

Without facial features, it just looks scary. In fact, those children never took the initiative to hurt Honeysuckle.

The more I think about it, the more strange it becomes. This is clearly their last dungeon, why is the difficulty so low?

Apple doesn't think so. After all, in this instance, the teammates killed by ghosts will also become ghosts. If it wasn't for the two ghost-opposing treasures in their hands, the crowbar and the monk, most people would have been killed by the time they entered this dungeon.

"It's not that the copy is too simple, it's that you are too strong!" Xiao Apple concluded.

Indeed, I fought eighteen hungry ghosts by myself, but only suffered a little injury on the shoulder. This combat power is already beyond ordinary.

…Is it true?

Lian Qiao was vaguely disturbed.

The peaceful days flowed like water. In the following days, Rendong went through the primary and middle school entrance exams, and successfully entered the key high school.

However, this comfort could not offset the restlessness in his heart. On the first day of Ren Dong entering the new high school, Lian Qiao walked around the school again. No one's kind-hearted proprietress opened the back door for him this time.

This time there is only a dog hole.

But what is a dog hole in order to meet your sweetheart?

Drill him!

Lian Qiao resolutely got into the dog hole, got up and patted the soil, without the slightest psychological obstacle.

This is the corner of the school playground. At this time, there were several classes in the playground having physical education classes. Fortunately, there was a large mass of weeds in front of the dog hole, otherwise he would be exposed as soon as he got out.

Even Joe was a little nervous. Although this was not the first time he had sneaked into the campus, but this time it was a new high school, and he was not familiar with the terrain.

Honeysuckle is in Class 1 of Senior One. This school is divided into classes based on the admission grades. Ren Dong was promoted to this school with almost full marks, so she should have entered the best class.

On the way to the first grade teaching building, Lian Qiao couldn't help but feel so happy.

Our honeysuckle is really good! After returning to campus after many years, I haven't seen him how to read books, and he can get the first place in the exam casually. He is simply a **** of learning!

He carefully avoided the grade director who was patrolling on the road, and finally came to the door of Class 1.

This school is rigorous in academics and excellent in school spirit. The teaching building is spotlessly cleaned, the windows are bright and clean, and it is very suitable for meditation.

One side window of the classroom is right against the flower bed. Lian Qiao hid in the flower bed, and slowly a head slowly emerged from under the window sill, peeking inwardly.

Ah, I saw it. Honeysuckle is on the other side of the classroom! Also by the window!

Lian Qiao sighed. Knowing where it was, he walked around the corridor. However, it was too risky to peep on the corridor. He didn't want to be caught by the senior director. At that time, he would have to lead Rendong and lose Rendong's face.

In fact, this location is not bad, you can see the whole situation and see who is fortunate to study with him.

Since middle school, the classmates around Ren Dong have gradually changed their appearance. However, the appearance of the classmates is still very vague, and there is no special feature, which makes it difficult to remember.

Lian Qiao looked around, and finally returned to Honeysuckle.

Honeysuckle is so pretty. No matter where he is, he is the one who stands out from the crowd. Even if he just looked at it from a distance, even if it was just a side face, even Joe couldn't help his heart beat faster, thinking secretly and happily: He belongs to me, and such an excellent he belongs to me.

However, after the initial euphoria passed, Lian Qiao gradually felt that something was wrong.

How does honeysuckle look... a little melancholy?

He was sitting on the window seat at the other end of the classroom. He was holding his chin and looking out the window slightly. As long as Joe peeked at him, he stayed in this position for as long. I don't know what to see outside the window.

With such a distance, even Qiao couldn't see his expression, but vaguely felt that he seemed unhappy.

Why is he not happy?

Lian Qiao carefully recalled what had happened these days, and really couldn't think of any reason why Honeysuckle was depressed. He couldn't help frowning. At this moment, the voice of the female teacher suddenly sounded in the classroom.

"Who will come up to do this question?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the classroom instantly became chilling.

All the students lowered their heads slightly, not daring to meet the female teacher. Lian Qiao hid outside the classroom and couldn't help but smile.

Ah, I was like that too! When the teacher asks a question, he dare not look at the teacher! Once you meet your eyes, you will definitely be called!

Unexpectedly, the female teacher looked around and saw no one raising her hand, and her eyes finally turned to Honeysuckle at the other end of the classroom.

"Xu Rendong, come up and do it."

When Lian Qiao heard the name of Honeysuckle, her heart tensed. Ren Dong, 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 pulled up the chair and walked towards the podium.

…what is the topic?

Lian Qiao looked at the blackboard, but saw that it was empty and there was no title. He couldn't help but get nervous for Ren Dong.

He was just thinking about honeysuckle just now, and didn't hear which question the female teacher said. And Ren Dong stared out the window in a daze, and didn't hear the title even after thinking about it.

Then he was called up to do the question, didn't he have to make a fool of himself?

You can't see Honeysuckle's face from this angle, only his back. Lian Qiao was so nervous that his palms were sweating, but he was surprised to find that Ren Dong's back was always so straight and straight, and there was no embarrassment that he was about to make a fool of himself.

Huh? Is it...

Lian Qiao stared at Honeysuckle without blinking. I saw Honeysuckle pick up the chalk and raise his hand to write on the blackboard.

Two minutes later, the blackboard was filled with equations. It was a complex calculation process, and even Qiaoguang couldn't figure out what the original question was after looking at the answer.

After the honeysuckle finished writing, she turned her head and looked at the female teacher.

The female teacher had a shocked expression on her face, then became a little embarrassed, and waved: "Okay, that's right, you go down."

Honeysuckle didn't respond, put down the chalk and walked back to her seat. He probably sensed that the female teacher asked him to answer the question when she noticed that he was in a trance, so that he would be embarrassed. So instead of looking out the window, he put his eyes back on the blackboard.

Just still holding her chin, looking sullen.

This time even Joe saw it clearly. His feeling is not wrong, Ren Dong is not happy.

Although there is no expression on his face, from that look, Lian Qiao can see a lingering ... tiredness?

Honeysuckle leaning against the windowsill, her posture looks very relaxed, but the line of her back is still elegant and straight. Like a ballet dancer, she is dignified even when she is resting.

However, there is a trace of fatigue in this decency. Not even Joe could speak. Like a white swan drinking water by the lake, his neck is still beautiful and slender, and his wings are still white and flawless. But in reality, he was so exhausted that his throat was burning with thirst. Maybe even, he has no strength to fly again. Once the danger comes again, he will not make any struggle to resist, but will only accept death gracefully and calmly.

Because he's too tired.

Honeysuckle was just sitting there holding her chin, Lian Qiao didn't know how she thought so much. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if there was something he had to do that he didn't do. My heart was sour, and my chest was aching. As if something couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to spew out.

In this inexplicable stirring emotion, Lian Qiao had a strange feeling again.

Déjà vu…

He felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar. He seemed to have seen the... undisguised tiredness of Honeysuckle.

But when?

“…huh!”

As soon as I try to think about it, I get a familiar tingling deep in my brain.

Lian Qiao covered her head subconsciously and curled up in the flowers.

…What's wrong with my brain, why does it hurt so much when I think about honeysuckle?

This time, Lian Qiao was not going to give in to the pain. He took a deep breath, took out the painkiller from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, trying to return to his previous thoughts.

Honeysuckle can't be tired because of school... He reads so easily...

How did he do it?

It was very strange when I went up to do that question just now, obviously not listening to the class, but after hearing the teacher's name, I immediately knew which question the teacher asked him to do. And after going up, there is almost no time to think, it is like getting the answer long ago and writing the answer on the blackboard...

It's like...a script...

Why?

Why can he…

"Ugh..." The painkiller didn't work so fast, but deep in the brain, it was like a red-hot drill bit, trying to drill into his brain. Even Joe was so sore that tears came from the corners of his eyes. He covered his mouth with all his strength, fearing that his voice would alarm the people in the classroom.

It hurts, really hurts…

But can't stop here...

Lian Qiao was breathing violently and tremblingly, rubbing his head and thinking hard.

Why does Honeysuckle show such a melancholy look? Why is he so tired?

When was the last time you saw him look like that?

...Since they confirmed their relationship and lived together, the loneliness and loneliness of Ren Dong's body gradually faded away. Little by little, Honeysuckle has become a warm and lovely person, who can act coquettishly, rely on him, pull his sleeves, shyly but frankly: I want to kiss you.

But now, his demeanor like a dying swan...

Must have seen…

Lian Qiao almost didn't need to look at him anymore, and when he closed his eyes, he could see him leaning against the wall and staring out of the window in a trance. Through that window, you can even see the vast expanse of snow.

…Huh? Snow?

"Woo!"

It hurts!

This time, not only the pain in the brain, but also the pain in the chest.

Lian Qiao stretched his hand to his chest tremblingly, and touched something hot and hard. With a hook with his fingers, he drew a slender key from his neck.

The brass key engraved with his name.

It was scorching hot, as if being scorched by an invisible flame.

I almost melted the word "Lian Qiao".

The author has something to say: Do you feel familiar when you see that swan description? Does any microscope girl know where this paragraph appeared~?

According to this trend, I feel that even Joe's brain will be cooked when the puzzle is 100%23333

Speaking of which, there is bad news.

Three times have been too busy recently, and I have been staying overnight. I'm going to die if I double down. . . So from today onwards, there is only one chapter at 7 o'clock every day.