Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

"Not really... It would be better to say that I feel a little closer to you."

Yuexue Gongzi tilted her head, avoiding her husband's eyes, looking around the empty room, and said indifferently:

"I'm thinking now, maybe what you said makes sense, sir. Everyone has their own obsessions and habits, which cannot be easily changed."

"Whether it's the students of Odyssey Ocean Academy, Holy Trinity, or even my teammates... maybe I know too little about them."

She lowered her head with a pale face: "Perhaps I am not very thoughtful about my own justice."

The husband smiled and patted Yuexue Gongzi's back gently.

His eyes flashed with relief.

"I have read the information of your teammates, um... Miyu Kasumazawa, a first-year student, has severe social barriers and lack of sense of existence. She joined SRT Academy in order not to be lost; Moe Kazukura, a first-year student, You have a fanatical obsession with firearms and explosives, and you were attracted to enroll in SRT Academy by the large number of high-end weapons... I have to say, you all have unique skills."

She finally laughed easily:

"They are indeed a group of guys who need to be taken care of. However, I don't hate this feeling."

"Isn't that right?"

The gentleman put his hands behind his head and said in a leisurely tone:

“Whether it’s a small group or a school, we are essentially looking for the greatest common denominator between people.

Everyone in your team has something they want, and these desires are different, but it happens that SRT Academy can meet the needs of each of you, so by virtue of this fate, you gather here and form a bond. This bond is in After a long period of joint action, it evolved into an agreement through inertia, creating an atmosphere that outsiders cannot easily break into.

This indescribable atmosphere is the 'social law' unique to you. "

Miyako was very intelligent. She rolled her blue eyes, figured it out, and then took over the topic and continued:

"Sir, do you want to say that the problems at Odyssey Ocean Academy and Holy Trinity are all caused by their 'social laws'?"

"It's a little more complicated than that, but basically it's true."

The husband suddenly stood up from the bed, looked at the night outside the window, and sighed:

"History, economy, culture... too many factors interfere with each other, and they form an airtight network. In this network composed of living people, everyone is both a promoter of history and a Being pushed forward by history.”

"If I want to break this network, I can't just stand on the stage and give a few passionate speeches."

"I am not you, and I cannot think for you. Every student must think, and every student must act. Only in this way can it be possible to make a little change."

The gentleman looked at Yuexue Gongzi, with countless tenderness and expectation in his gentle eyes.

"So that 'joint operation' was also your attempt to break this network?"

Yuexue Gongzi sighed with regret:

"Unfortunately, although the joint operation was successful, the joint force came to nothing..."

The gentleman's face remained as usual:

"I never thought it would be all in one battle. The failure of 'Joint Force' was something I expected. It will not be the final answer, nor will it be the end of history."

"What's more, I organized the joint operation not to break this network."

Yuexue Gongzi tilted her head: "What's that for?"

She saw her husband's calm expression gradually disappear, and a touch of worry gathered on his brow.

He smiled bitterly and sighed softly:

"It's for Bai Zhouzi."

"That's right, just for her."

Miyako's smile suddenly solidified.

She pouted slightly, but said nothing, quietly waiting for the teacher to continue.

Looking out the window at the cold night, Mr.’s eyes were particularly wistful:

"She is so much like me in the past. There is a fire of nothingness in her heart, but she doesn't know what to do... Her mentor is a terrible adult, and she has to find the answer on her own in the bitter life."

"When I saw Xiaozi, I was thinking, after all, I don't want her to be like me in the past, without even a place to go back to."

Chapter 049: Day 052 · Dormitory ⑧

I don’t know since when, the dormitory has become much quieter, like condensed ice crystals, silent.

The husband was lying on his back on the bed, breathing evenly and his chest rising and falling slowly.

Miyako stared at him intently.

She suddenly discovered that the gentleman in front of her, who was obviously far different in age and status from her, was getting closer and closer to her heart.

This was the first time she saw this gentleman, taking off all pretense——

Treat all students gently, and even if they encounter thorns, they will not ridicule or humiliate them. Instead, they will hide their bad moods deep in their hearts and show them their gentle and generous side...

Although he had the same appearance at that time, he would never be as...well, Miyako confessed, he would never be as attractive as he is now.

Compared with him who wrapped himself in indifference and invisibly rejected others, the current husband still would not break the boundary between teacher and student. He also refused to get close. However, the former made her want to chase him, while the latter fascinated her.

The electronic fireplace on the wall bakes the slightly cool air, adding a sense of cramped warmth to the room.

The loudspeaker simulated the crackling sound of a fire, making Fang's small space even more peaceful.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that the quiet crackling sound of the fire happened to cover up the suppressed and breathless sobs outside the door.

"Swish"

In this silence full of tacit understanding, Miyako gently covered the back of her husband's hand hanging on the edge of the bed with her warm palm.

The gentleman opened his eyes, and Miyako, illuminated by the firelight of the fireplace, turned around and smiled at him.

"Sir, I really don't know how to evaluate you."

Her eyebrows were lowered, and her smile contained either admiration or jealousy.

"In order to create a place for students, I wiped out the entire Kivotos... Although I know that everyone has an emotional side, sir, you would do such a thing? It's... it's really..."

"Too impulsive? Too inconsistent with the stereotype?" The gentleman smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"A little bit."

Miyako took a deep breath and shook her head,

"However, I also understand... Only a gentleman who can do such a thing can gain the unreserved trust of the students."

"……Maybe."

First, the student blinked and his fingers wriggled slightly.

The right temperature was transmitted between the two bodies through Gongzi's palm.

The firelight flickered, the light and shadow were mottled, and a vague warmth sprouted in their hearts.

Yuexue Gongzi swayed with her feet on the edge of the bed, looking at the misty starry sky outside the window, her lips pursed slightly.

It seems that those long and distant days only exist in the college era when people are eager to grow up.

, when she left the shelter of the school, time seemed to fly by. The war and situation forced her to grow up rapidly, and sometimes even looking back was a luxury.

There was no time to reflect, no time to be sentimental, so I stumbled into the next stage.

Looking back at Mr. He, he put his hands on his chest and was concentrating with his eyes closed. His fragility and fatigue were clearly revealed under the dark circles under his eyes.

There was an inexplicable loneliness in her heart, and almost subconsciously, Yuexue Gongzi asked in a low voice:

"If I encounter an unsolvable danger one day, will my husband come to save me at all costs just like he saved her?"

The gentleman's eyes were still closed, but the corners of his mouth were curved in an upward arc.

"of course."

He laughed lowly,

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait in line, though."

Chapter 049: Day 052 · Dormitory ⑨

It's dark, but the lights are still on.

Yuexue Gongzi sat on the bedside, her white palms gently touching her husband's forehead, feeling his calm breathing brushing against her arms.

So warm on the outside, but cold and forever alienated at the core, this is the entire image Miyako has of her husband at this moment.

She didn't know how far she could go in searching for him, or whether the 'sincerity' she hoped for really existed.

But after learning that my husband's time was running out, a crack opened in my heart, and I began to feel faintly uncomfortable.

But one thing she is sure of -

She was more interested in this man.

Miyako felt inexplicably guilty for a second. She took back the hand covering her husband's forehead as if she was electrocuted, and even turned her head away on her own initiative.

(…What am I doing?)

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she straightened up, opened the dormitory door, and prepared to go downstairs, letting the cold night wind blow away the red heat on her face.

However, as soon as she stepped out the door, she almost met Bai Zhouzi's eyes, who was standing at the door with bloodshot eyes.

"you……"

Miyako's eyes suddenly widened, but she didn't take out a weapon. Instead, she pressed her hand against her thumping chest, with a look of confusion and hesitation on her face.

She saw Bai Zhouzi standing there like a piece of wood, neither making a sound nor moving, as if time had stopped on her body.

"Did you hear it all?"

Miyako crossed her arms and asked this question coldly.

A crystal teardrop streaked across Bai Zhouzi's sad cheek.

Miyako shook her head, turned sideways, and made way for her to enter the house.

When Bai Zhouzi walked past her, Gongzi snorted coldly:

"If I had known today, why was it in the first place."

Bai Zhouzi's thin shoulders shook, but he didn't reply.

She walked towards the bed where her husband was sleeping, and looking at his peaceful sleeping face, a burst of happiness slipped into her throat like silky and mellow sweetness, but there was a sad bitterness on the back of her tongue.

silent.

Bai Zhouzi's eyes looked clearer and clearer when he looked at his husband.

If she had heard her husband say in the past that such a grand plan was just to create her own place, she might have been happy, but she might have been ashamed.

The girl's throat kept trembling, but she couldn't utter a single word.

She really wanted to tell her husband that she didn't need a home at all, as long as he was by her side, whether it was the moon or Mars, as long as he was there, it was home.

But facing the sleeping husband, she couldn't speak.

She felt as if her chest had been hit by a bullet, and the sharp pain spread from the softest part of her heart to the top of her head.

There was only a rumbling echo in her mind, and her body was like a dull machine. She slowly knelt down beside the bed, took out the secret communicator used to communicate with Holy Trinity from her arms, and then used the gentlest movement, Placed it on Sir's chest.

Then he stood up and looked at his husband silently, as if he wanted to engrave his sleeping face on his heart.

After a long time, she was finally willing to close her eyes, turned and walked towards the door.

Perhaps her steps were too pretentious, but Miyako finally spoke with some reluctance:

"...Why don't you stay and take another look at him?"

"No."

Bai Zhouzi laughed miserably,

"I don't have that qualification."

Chapter 050: Day 051·Café ①

Time flies by.

The sea fog that had lasted for many days finally dissipated, and the rainy weather also stopped, but this did not make the weather any more comfortable.