Especially after this incident, the boy deeply understood how helpless and scary it was for his friend to disappear.

He is very sorry for Master Xiao’s friend.

It's really great that they can meet again in the end.

......

"Master Xiao, I'm leaving."

The boy bent over to Xiao Xiao slightly, "Thank you."

Regarding Master Xiao, the boy felt that no matter how much he said thank you, it was not enough.

If it weren't for Master Xiao, Xiaoyi would have no way to return to his side.

Even if you think so, it's not good to think about it...

But he still couldn't help but think that it was really... great that Xiaoyi caught the butterfly that day...

Otherwise, how could he know Master Xiao?

Sometimes things are like this one link after another, and one is indispensable.

......

"I send you."

Xiao Xiao walked towards the door.

The boy opened his mouth.

Finally he smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble Master Xiao."

......

Xiao Xiao and the boy were walking on the road.

The rain has stopped.

In just a short time, the branches, leaves and petals of the flowers and plants on both sides have evaporated.

A hint of heat floated in the air.

......

The accommodation area is not like a teaching area. It is only lively during class, and it is always lively.

The students coming and going were smiling and laughing.

The boy's eyes revealed some novelty and yearning.

When he came in, he was full of concern for Xiaoyi's situation, so he naturally didn't feel in the mood to look at the surrounding scenery.

Now that he learned that Xiaoyi was not as he was worried, he became a little concerned about enjoying the surrounding scenery.

Yanda is very beautiful.

It has the heaviness and elegance accumulated by a long history.

The vitality of the students adds vitality to this ancient institution.

......

"Like Yan Da?"

Xiao Xiao smiled and turned his head to look at the boy.

"Um."

The boy's eyes are bright.

"Yan Da is my goal!"

He fell in love with this school since his parents first brought Yan Da’s picture to him.

Since then, his most direct goal has been to get into Yan University.

......

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were bent.

Yanda is his alma mater.

The boy was naturally happy that he showed his love for Yan Da so bluntly.

"Well, your goal is good."

“Yanda is very good.”

Xiao Xiao's unfair words made the boy's smile bigger and bigger.

"Um!"

"Master Xiao, I will become your junior!"

The boy showed determination.

Yan Daben is his goal.

Being able to become Master Xiao’s junior further deepened his determination to take the Yan University entrance exam.

......

"good."

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows raised slightly, "If you want to become my future junior, you can't be careless now."

"Don't worry too much about Xiaoyi."

"Young Yi parasitizes you, and your mood will also be sensible."

"Don't worry about it."

"Um!"

The boy nodded heavily.

He is no longer a child.

How can I make Xiaoyi worry about it all the time?

He has grown up.

He can do something for Xiaoyi, too.

At least, when Xiaoyi is recovering from his injuries, he will not drag Xiaoyi back.

......

"Are you going home or going to school?"

Before calling the taxi, Xiao Xiao asked.

Today is not a weekend.

"go home."

The boy smiled embarrassedly.

“I took sick leave.”

When the teacher saw that his face looked so ugly, he immediately agreed to his sick leave.

I also cared about him for a few words.

During this period, he really asked for more sick leave.

Thinking about it at this time, he was very sorry.

Xiaoyi’s problem has been temporarily solved, and he has to focus on his studies.

"good."

Xiao Xiao called a car for the boy.

......

“Be careful on the road.”

Xiao Xiao stood outside the car and waved his hand to the boy.

"goodbye."

"Send me a message when you get home."

The teenager has a "criminal record" and it is inevitable that he will feel a little worried.

"good."

"Master Xiao, goodbye."

The boy's head poked out of the car window.

He also knew that reversing his unreliable image was not something that could be done in a short period of time.
To be continued...