There is actually no communication.

Therefore, the young scholar had some regrets.

He wants to...

Have a good chat with the black monster face to face.

...

It seems...

He doesn't have this opportunity anymore.

...

"It doesn't show up in front of me on its own initiative..."

The young scholar shook his head, "I don't know where to find it..."

He is the passive side.

"never mind."

"Maybe last time..."

"It's our last meeting..."

He actually told the other party everything he had in his heart.

Although he received no response from the other party.

perhaps……

This is the response the other party gave him.

The other party treats him...

I didn't take it seriously at all.

He even suspected that in the other party's eyes, he had been with it for so many days and was no different from his brother.

Such a guess is hard not to embarrass, resentment, dissatisfaction...

Perhaps there is still some unwillingness and a little grievance.

...

Since this is the other person's attitude...

Why should he be entangled?

Failing the exam is a fact.

Cannot be changed.

...

Failing to the exam is also the past.

He shouldn't be obsessed with this.

...

It's time for him to look forward.

...

Not all doubts can be answered.

He had known this principle for a long time.

...

The black monster is destined to be his lifelong puzzle.

...

But he would not let it become a shackle that imprisoned him for the rest of his life.

...

"I gave myself time..."

The young scholar whispered.

It also gave the black monster time.

Time has passed.

The black monster did not appear.

Then this matter...

The young scholar took a deep breath.

That's it.

...

The woodcutter and the woman were surprised too suddenly, but she felt a little overwhelmed.

Because before...

The young scholar was really obsessed with the black monster.

Even in their opinion, they are a bit paranoid.

...

They have talked to young scholars many times.

In the end, they set a deadline.

This is actually their concession to the young scholars.

...

They have thought about the scenes many times...

It really happened before their eyes.

They feel a little unrealistic like dreams.

Their heads couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

...

“…really, really?”

The woodcutter opened his mouth with some bumpy mouth.

"You really figured it out?"

"You no longer want to find the black monster?"

...

"No."

The young scholar shook his head.

Then he bent the corners of his mouth as if helpless and mockingly.

“I can’t find it either.”

"I don't want to wait for it endlessly, look for it."

“It probably…”

"Never show up in front of me again."

When the young scholar said this, his tone was inevitably a little sad.

...

"It's best if it won't be."

The woodcutter blurted out.

Seeing the young scholar's eyes swept over, he pursed his lips.

"younger brother."

"Don't let it appear before you again."

...

The young scholar was stunned.

It took a few seconds before he realized...

He said that the black monster would never appear in front of him again.

And my brother said...

Don't let it appear in front of him again...

...

The two sentences seem to be very similar...

But the meaning is different.

The young scholar looked up at the scholar, "Brother or do I think the black monster was imagined by me?"

...

The woodcutter's heart was filled with joy.

He shook his head slightly.
To be continued...