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With only a few days left in October, the night in the capital city is longer this season,

In the quiet cabin living room at five in the morning, the light of the beacon flickered dimensional dim light, and then the space transmission started silently, and the dark darkness and brilliant gold swept away.

After five hours of high concentration training,

The figure who returned to the hut also felt tired and yawned, then got into the bed, activated the [sleep card] and fell asleep.

Ability point adjustment, reduced mana consumption, static suspension,

Inertial impulse offset, reduce excess loss,

Increase in quantity, increase in quality...

Even if you don’t dream of deep sleep, you still think about these predetermined training plans, and these don’t know how long it will take to reach the goal of arm’s instruction.

It's just a [floating card] card.

Therefore, training ability to improve strength is really a long process that takes time and time...

On the clock, one minute and one second passed,

The "quilt ball" on the bed next to the small table was asleep, and then when the pointer was about to point to six o'clock in the morning, the moment the alarm clock went off,

Click——

The bell was pressed in advance, and the quilt ball, who was still asleep in the last second, stood up instantly!

He was too sleepy an hour ago, as if he had slept for three or four hours, in the darkness of the capital that was still dark at six in the morning.

It can only be said that the spirit of a night owl locked Meng Lang's door.

(?ω?*) Stare...

Hehehehe...Brother, this time you must put all your underwear...

The previous exercise plan in my mind has all been converted into nonsense thoughts, Fang Ran jumped out of the bed like a slime under the quilt.

Sliding ‘chu slip’ on the floor towards Meng Lang’s house.

Then five minutes later...

"Brother!!! You **** you come again!"

"Fuck! Brother, you even installed an alarm for the wardrobe!?"

At this time, Gou Yu, who had just washed and walked into the kitchen, sighed helplessly as he listened to the faint cry of gritted teeth.

It’s still dark this morning, what are you doing...

Then he opened the refrigerator and planned to take out a lot of seafood and fish pot left over last night and use it for breakfast.

I only saw a black round mystery creature, sleeping soundly in the pot with his belly facing up...

"Lah...huh..., la!"

But when someone felt the refrigerator door was opened, the ‘thief’ who originally made a snore sound turned over and raised his big triangular ears.

"Meow!"

After yelling, he flung the cat's tail and fled from the crime scene.

Seeing all the remaining fish, bone broth, and vegetables on this layer disappeared, Gou Yu sighed and chuckled helplessly.

Okay, do something else...

...

At the end of October in the capital, the sky won’t be bright until about half past six.

As long as a certain idiot doesn't sleep in bed, everyone in the hut wakes up early.

Gou Yu, who has an accurate biological clock every day, naturally goes without saying. Even if there was no sneak attack from Fang Ran, Meng Lang would wake up at around six or seven.

Fang Xiaoran was the first to rise outside the three.

She had a habit that ordinary people couldn't keep running for ten minutes every morning, and she was the only one who was admitted to Beijing University normally, and she kept this habit as always.

I went back to the dormitory last night and packed up my few things. I briefly explained the reason with my roommate who had a good relationship.

With the efforts of Meng Lang, who can never wait for things like this pit brother, Fang Xiaoran moved in with a bag last night.

Ok? You mean furniture?

Are things like beds prepared in advance?

Of course not. It was prepared by a certain fool who used [Creation Card] in the vicissitudes of life...

‘Ah ah! Yada! At least...at least let me enjoy another day of indulgence at home! ’

‘Stop talking nonsense! Brother, get me out! ’

‘Elegant Butterfly! ! ’

Well, even though it has been forced like this...

And after that, Tang Bing and Xia Yao, who played similarly,

After all, one is a lively school girl who is energetic and vigorous as long as she is not counseled, and the other is a gentle school girl who has self-discipline and can't fault her.

So that's it,

When everyone can get up at about the same time,

The fresh and sunny sunny air came in through the balcony, and the hut at 7 o'clock in the morning welcomed everyone around the small table for breakfast.

"Um...Sister Mingling, can you lean on me..."

"Eh-what's the... relationship... well... me... big beauties... leaning on... you... you should be happy... just... ..Hoo....hoo....zzZ..."

Although there is someone who does not live here, it is obvious that this time can't get up...

"Lingzi will be confused when she does not wake up. I have already told her that she doesn't have to get up and sleep a little longer..."

Seeing Ming Ling's appearance that he couldn't even open his eyes, Xia Yao explained helplessly, then looked at Gou Yu with a smile in her eyes:

"Sorry, Xiaoor, please let her lean on for a while."

"what..."

When he heard her words, Gou Yu looked at him, leaning on his shoulder, dressing without makeup is a bit more simple and soft than usual exquisiteness.

Eh? Sister Xia, shouldn't you let her lean on you...

"Um... If you live here, do you eat breakfast together like this every day? Is it taking turns to be responsible..."

"Well, that's not the case, most of the time is always small or everything is ready, we can only help occasionally."

"There is a dishwasher for washing dishes, and a robot sweeping for cleaning. Although we will live here later, it seems that we can only help with occasional cooking."

On the other side, hearing Xia Yao and Fang Xiaoran’s explanations, Tang Bing blinked in surprise as he looked at the golden and tender fish on the table.

Eh.... Do you only need occasional help with cooking? ?

Looking at Ming Ling, who had fallen asleep unsuspectingly on his own, and a bit helplessly troubled by Gou Yu, Tang Bing silently counted the food that was delicious, caring for others, tolerant, and considerate... . And so on a series of advantages,

Then he looked at Fang Ran, who was holding a bowl of grilled rice with fried fish in his mouth.

"Well... I always feel that I know why the seniors have a living ability and why they are so useless..."

Tang Bing said in a low voice that couldn't bear to look straight, and let Fang Ran, who was racing with Meng Lang coveting each other, immediately slapped the table angrily:

"Hey! Calabash! What did you say!"

"Ah yuck... You are a gourd, senior."

"No, I think Sister Tang Bing is right."

"Auntie Fang is a worried person and always fixes everything for him in advance."

"Then I... can live alone, and I... can also cook..."

"Huh? Is there a chance for me to taste the dishes you made, my younger brother?"

"Ah... next time... next time... I still have class today..."

"Hey, I can't tell, my brother, you are still a person who loves learning (sneer)."

"Do you think everyone is like an old man, you can stay at home all day long (disgusting)."

"I also have a class in the first quarter, and I will go with you later."

"Um... I seem to have intensive reading in the first section, ah, wait! My notes..."

"Then we can go out together."

In the early morning, the bright sunshine gradually rose, and new figures joined the small table. During breakfast, talking about very common topics, a new day in the daily life began...

...

...

Drops, drops, drops,

In the night ward ~www.readwn.com~ the instrument for monitoring vital signs is operating normally, and the displayed values ​​are stable.

Consciousness floated up from a deeply comatose mind, like having a long, long dream, in which fragments of memories flashed by.

From the time I was a child, from the outside shadows felt by those who want to use themselves,

Fear, anxiety, fear,

Engraved in the heart of the timid.

Then the picture keeps accelerating, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating,

accelerate!

Only my own dark room, more and more monitors, writing difficultly at the keyboard, occasionally looking out the window,

Shyly hugged knees on the chair and hid in the room...

Such a fragmented picture.

Repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat,

Repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat repeat...

until!

The night of Tokyo sitting on the edge of the building that night appeared!

The strong longing at the end of the C-level battle, the powerless regret when the viewing room fell, the self-loathing in the locker room compartment,

The speed of rising consciousness accelerates to the extreme faster and faster,

Then the picture at the end is hearing the words believed by the person looking forward to.

-"Yota, I have always believed in you..."-

boom--

Frozen when he stretched out his hand to grab the etheric spirit, as if there was a sound of consciousness rushing out of the water,

The young man on the bed opened his eyes little by little, as if still staying in the fragment just now, got up slowly, did not pick up the big black-framed glasses and put them on.

Instead, I looked at the world outside the window, a brand new morning...

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