At this moment, Xu Yuanqing was extremely serious, looking seriously into Yu Sheng's eyes.
Yu Sheng was lost in thought, and after a long time he nodded gently. "You are right, but..."
"That's what I'm doing now..."
"Do you have any other better ways?"
Hearing Yu Sheng's words, Xu Yuanqing's expression froze and he shook his head slightly. "No... no more."
"Oh."
Yu Sheng was a little disappointed and fell into silence again.
For a moment, the air became a little awkward.
"Cough... cough cough..."
"Just wait for me to think about it. I am your mentor. There are always other ways to deal with such trivial matters."
"It's just that I usually know too many things and remember too many things. Occasionally, I can't think of some questions at the moment, which is normal."
"Well..."
"That's it!"
"Huh? Principal seems to be looking for me."
Xu Yuanqing said to himself, then stood up very naturally and walked into the distance. As the distance from Yu Sheng got farther and farther, he finally even started to jog, but disappeared from Yu Sheng's sight in the blink of an eye.
Even Yu Sheng raised his brows slightly when he saw this scene, and finally maintained his trance state, looking at Drunkard sleeping in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
Another half month has passed.
On this day, there was a knock on Yu Sheng's door.
In other words, this is the first time someone has come to Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng stood up and opened the door with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Drunkard, who had always been slovenly, unexpectedly changed into a pure white robe today. Even his hair was washed clean and hung neatly on his shoulders. Especially his hazy eyes looked so clear at this moment.
"Are you busy?"
the drunkard asked softly.
Yu Sheng shook his head slightly.
"Go somewhere with me."
The drunk man spoke, turned around and walked away.
Yu Sheng didn't ask any questions, just silently followed the drunkard, left Mountains and Seas Realm, then walked out of the Ink Academy, walked out of Jiangcheng in the crowd, and came to a low mountain.
The drunkard climbed silently in front, followed closely by Yu Sheng.
Finally, the two of them stood on the top of the low mountain.
There are not even trees here, they are bare, with only a few wooden signs stuck here and there. The words on them have all disappeared under the decay of wind and rain.
Drunkard seemed to be very familiar with this place. He took out some fruits from the Backpack he had been carrying and placed them in front of each wooden sign. Finally, he took out the wine, stood up straight, and carefully scattered it on the ground. The air was filled with the aroma of wine.
Yu Sheng Although I don't drink alcohol, I can still tell the value of this wine. It is definitely not cheap.
He seemed to be performing a sacred ceremony, saying nothing from beginning to end. After the wine was poured out, he stood upright in front of these wooden signs, motionless.
Even though it was already noon, the hot sun was shining on him.
Yu Sheng was still standing behind him, not looking for a shady place.
Because Drunkard said...
Follow him.
Unconsciously, Drunkard's eyes became a little red. He breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile on his face, "It's so good to see you again..."
After saying that, Drunkard just sat in front of a wooden sign, pointed to the open space beside him, and looked at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng sat next to him.
"These are all my classmates, brothers, and relatives."
"My life was given by them."
"Unfortunately, I don't want it."
After all these years, when I recall the past, Drunkard is no longer as emotionally fluctuating as before, and just whispers softly.
However, even so, he did not describe the situation that year in detail.
"You asked me before..."
"What is my path."
"I don't know why you are asking this question, but you are Ink Pavilion Head. This question must be very important to you, even to Human Race."
"Although I am no longer a disabled person, there are still some things I have to do."
Drunkard smiled to himself, "I really don't know what my path is..."
"Get drunk and die quietly one day?"
"Until the moment I die, no one will remember my name, no one will know my past..."
"Even..."
"Won't be remembered Ink Academy."
"This should be my only request."
Drunkard subconsciously touched his pocket and found that the only bottle of wine had been emptied. He sniffed hard, smelled the aroma of wine in mid-air, and finally closed his eyes with satisfaction.
"The moment they died, my heart died."
"Even if there is a road, it's probably collapsed."
"The kind that completely collapsed."
"You have been observing me for so long, probably hoping to discover something in me, but unfortunately, you are going to be disappointed."
"But I can talk to you about my brothers and what their path is."
With that said, Drunkard turned around, pointed at the six wooden signs behind him, and said softly.