Zhao Zicheng and Sun Wen were still laughing and joking at first, but after watching the lonely Graduation Ceremony, they became a little silent.
Su Mo When I graduated, there was at least one fellow traveler by my side.
But Bai Haitang, only myself.
I still remember when I first joined Ink Academy, Bai Haitang looked as big as Big Sister, hanging himself from the ceiling, looking arrogant and domineering.
I still remember that when her only classmate died, she carried her Machete and hunted down Qiu Xiaoxiao for a full year.
She seems to always be so confident and reassuring.
Only at this moment, she seemed to take off her mask and return to her truest appearance.
Just like when she first entered Ink Academy, she was a simple and lovely Little Girl who was inexperienced in the world.
She didn't prepare any extremely high-level moves, and she didn't look up proudly at the juniors and junior girls. Even at this time, she felt a little embarrassed in the eyes of Freshmen who had just Enrollment.
But only the old seniors who have stayed at the Ink Academy for more than a few years know what Bai Haitang's state of mind is at this time.
Graduation Ceremony ended in a sad atmosphere.
When the show was about to end, Bai Haitang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, but he still tried hard to look at the junior students who had just Enrollment, and barely smiled.
"Forever..."
"Always cherish these partners standing beside you."
"Cherish... every second you spend together."
She stood on High Platform, bowed deeply to the many students in the audience, and turned around to leave.
This seems to be just a small episode of the Ink Academy.
Freshmens are still dreaming about their future and having great ambitions. Even after having seniors like 140th Cohort with zero mortality as role models, they feel that they can do the same.
Is it really necessary to be so sad?
But what they didn't know was that on this day, even A Tai and Xiao Xiao who were doing tasks outside, all rushed back, including Yu Sheng, they left Jiangcheng and stood at Bianye, looking at an inconspicuous grave.
In front of the grave, there is an ordinary wooden sign with words carved by several people.
'The tomb of Senior Brother, Xu Wenxuan.'
Sun Wen did not have the luxury of building a giant cemetery. He knew that this was not what Xu Wenxuan was pursuing.
It's not that the more luxurious the cemetery, the more satisfied they are.
A quiet location with good scenery is more suitable for Xu Wenxuan.
Here, you can look at the Ink Academy to the south and Demon-Suppressing Pass to the north. The breeze is blowing and the leaves are falling.
Zhao Zicheng held the broom and quietly swept the dead leaves in front of the tomb.
Sun Wen wiped Gravestone carefully.
Lin Xiaoxiao hugged Big White and sat under the tree.
A Tai was a little overwhelmed and stood there scratching his head.
Yu Sheng was facing the tomb, still trying hard to make some kind of expression. Although it was still a bit eerie, it looked much more natural than before.
Today's Yu Sheng, in addition to being eternally calm, occasionally makes some other expressions.
Only Mu Yu, whose face was still cold, placed his Gravestone opposite Xu Wenxuan's Gravestone!
"If it hadn't been for you, perhaps our 140th Cohort students wouldn't have set a record of zero mortality."
"Even... it will become a joke that the team was almost wiped out just Enrollment."
A gentle smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Zicheng's mouth, and he gently placed his hand on Gravestone.
At that time, they were just the weakest rookies, with no team tacit understanding and almost zero personal combat experience.
The so-called Ink Academy students are no different from other Three Major Universities students.
But Xu Wenxuan spared no effort to teach them and taught them everything he had learned in the past few years.
"Sister Bai Haitang also graduated today."
"Unknowingly, we have become the oldest group of students at the Ink Academy."
"Well..."
"Those old students who have repeated grades for too long are not counted. After all, we are all Third Year students."
"Oh, by the way, Ink Academy has restored your student file."
"You... are still a student of the Ink Academy..."
Sun Wen approached and sat cross-legged in front of Xu Wenxuan's grave, also speaking softly.
This has become a tradition for them over the past few years.
I will always tell him everything that happened this year.
"Chu Yu Senior Sister..."
"Chu Yu senior sister is old..."
"The last time I got off the Demon-Suppressing Pass, when I saw her for the last time, she was already... somewhat unable to walk."
"Even Drawing Board was taken into custody by her at some point."
"Usually I can only lie down on Demon-Suppressing Pass's rocking chair, covered with a blanket, and bask in the sun."
"But she... is still beautiful."
"She is recognized by our Ink Academy as the number one beauty."
"It's just that we are still too weak and can't find a way to get her... to come back, but I will still work hard. After all, my Awakening Object represents that I am the son of luck!"
Sun Wen wiped away the tears that had fallen from the corners of his eyes and smiled seemingly free and easy.
A Tai was holding the huge bottle of wine, but still didn't say anything and drank sip after sip.
It wasn't until the sunset gradually set that a few people slowly got up.
"Xu Senior Brother, let's... see you next year!"
Under the setting sun, several teenagers looked at the graves, waved gently, faced the setting sun, smiled, shouted, and strode away!
He is still full of energy, still the same as he was just now Enrollment!
Never give up!
However, after today, they will still be the calm seniors, the geniuses of Human Race, and the pillars of the future.
Put those temporarily relieved pressures and responsibilities back on your shoulders.
Everyone hopes that they will always be young.
But ultimately, everyone is forced to grow up.
Youth is like the wind, and years are like songs.
The road is long and I don't know the way back.