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Arriving in a familiar environment, next to a familiar wetland, Ning Que saw the thin figure he was most familiar with.

He walked up, looked at the tiredness on Sangsang's face, looked at the grass clippings and leaves in her yellowish hair, reached out and carefully picked them off, and said gently: "You have worked hard for waiting for so long."

Sangsang looked up at him and said seriously: "Young Master is the one who really works hard."

After experiencing a whole night of mental and physical suffering, and being hit by the ecstasy of final success, Ning Que passed out directly on the top of the mountain. Even though he took a short rest, he still felt that the thoughts in his head were a little confused.

Although Sangsang didn't tell him, last night she was alone and hiding under the black umbrella like a wounded animal, avoiding the hurricane that came out of nowhere and ravaged the sword forest. She was also extremely tired, panicked and weak.

The master and the servant supported each other and walked slowly and arduously to the front terrace along the wetland in the morning light.

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The front yard of the academy was much quieter and clearer than last night. The officials and envoys had already dispersed, but most of the academy students stayed behind. They gathered under the notice and looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure whom they had deliberately forgotten.

Half a year later, today, the name was forced back into their eyes in such a brutal way, leaving them speechless in shock.

After knowing the final result of the second-floor exam, the students still did not leave. In their subconscious, perhaps they wanted to see Ning Que walk in front of them to prove that all this was not an illusion, but this subconsciousness was a bit...

Too masochistic.

The morning light was no longer dim, and together with the spring breeze, it gently illuminated the academy at the foot of the mountain. Two figures, one large and one small, slowly walked out from the back of the academy, and everyone looked over subconsciously.

After crawling around on the mountain road all night, Ning Que's college spring clothes were torn in many holes. Coupled with the traces of mud and stains on the cakes, he looked extremely embarrassed. Sang Sang was walking beside him.

She wasn't much better, her body was covered in dirt, and there were a lot of grass clippings on her hair and shoulders. She looked dirtier and older than the big black umbrella she was carrying behind her.

However, I don't know why, in the eyes of the students in the academy, the master and servant walking slowly were enveloped in the spring morning light, looking very clean and bright, as if they themselves had become a part of the spring morning light.

This is what is called scenery.

Ning Que walked up to his classmates in various courtyards, took out the handkerchief from his arms, shook it twice in the air to shake off the pastry crumbs, and then handed it to Chu Youxian with a smile, who looked tired but had a burning radiance in his eyes.

After that mid-term exam, most of the half-year college time was not too bad for Ning Que, but there were not too many good things. Apart from Jiu and Caodian Jianlin, they were just friends who insisted on being friendly to him.

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There is no doubt that Ning Que's best quality is to hold grudges, but what he deserves to remember must be the real hatred that needs blood to be washed away, rather than the rumors that cannot shake his emotions at all. Correspondingly, he also

If he can remember his kindness, whether it is Chao Xiaoshu Chen Pipi or the two people in front of him, they are people he will never forget.
Chapter completed!