On the official day of school, Ren Zihua got up at six o'clock.
He casually walked into the shower room to wash up, then went to the kitchen for the first time to cook a pot of porridge for the whole family, and then went out to buy two or three bags of xiaolongbao downstairs and brought them up. The things he is doing now are what his grandpa has been doing for the family for the past seventeen years. As soon as Ren Zihua walked into the restaurant carrying the buns, his grandpa was already standing by the stove and smoking a cigarette.
"Hey! I'm leaving today, why did you suddenly think of cooking for us? It's okay, it's worthy of praise." Grandpa smiled, revealing the yellow teeth that Ren Zihua had seen growing up since he was a child. He did the same thing and touched his head, but now he had to stand on tiptoes and stretch his hands very high.
Ren Zihua looked at his phone and saw that it was getting late, so he called his grandma and mother again.
Finally, he has to leave this home temporarily and go somewhere far away. Ren Zihua doesn't know how long he has been looking forward to this. Ever since he first saw his parents putting knives on each other's necks in elementary school, he has wanted to escape from this home. The mood became more intense. My mother vented all her emotions on herself every day because she couldn't bear the burden of life, while my father always used alcohol to go crazy and beat and scolded my mother. Although those scenes that once gave Ren Zihua nightmares have faded away, the scars left in his heart have never healed.
Now that Ren Zihua has been admitted to one of the best sword and magic colleges in the country, the atmosphere at home seems to have improved a lot inadvertently.
The whole family enjoyed the breakfast prepared by Ren Zihua himself. Grandma kept praising that her grandson had really grown up. Her wrinkled smile had given Ren Zihua warmth and strength over the years, and it was a wonderful healing medicine. , whenever Ren Zihua was sad and depressed, he could always gain courage from his grandmother's kind smile.
The mother was also very happy. She showed off the incident to her circle of friends as always, with the title "The first breakfast her son made for herself."
After eating, Ren Zihua cleaned up the kitchen and went back to the room to check whether his suitcase was everything. After looking around the bedroom where he had lived for many years, he finally wiped the dust off his beloved guitar and put it back in the guitar bag. He decided not to bring the guitar because once the strings were plucked, he would think of Li Qin again.
She put on her favorite blue cashew flower jacket, combed her hair to the perfect state in front of the mirror, and then dragged her suitcase out of the bedroom.
Grandma was looking at him tenderly in front of the door at the end of the corridor.
"Take this money. When you get to school, you must call grandma and tell me if you have anything to do. Do you hear me?" She thrust five hundred yuan into Ren Zihua's hand and yelled at the old man smoking in the living room, "Old man , your grandson is leaving, why don’t you go and see him off? Just like a 250-year-old boy who just stares at the TV every day, when will you be able to change your bad habits, you have to go blind. "
Grandpa was used to being lectured by grandma, so he didn't say anything in reply. He quickly got up from the sofa and came over to help Ren Zihua carry the suitcase.
"No need, grandpa, I can do it myself." Seeing that Ren Zihua refused to let him help, the old man had no choice but to give up.
"You brat, you're usually so annoying, but it's so sad to leave." He muttered this and walked towards the living room again.
This sentence made Ren Zihua, who was not sad at first, a little bit unbearable. He turned around and wanted to say something to his grandfather who had always doted on him since he was a child, but he did not say it because he knew that if he spoke at this time, it would be with a smile. Crying.
"I'm leaving grandpa and grandma, bye."
He thought he could escape the embarrassing scene of a runny nose by burying his head and walking out of the house, but as soon as he stepped out of the door with his left foot, he heard the cry of his grandmother from behind. The seventy or eighty-year-old man was crying sadly at this moment. Like a child.
"Don't be like this, grandma, it's not like I won't come back." As he said this, Ren Zihua suddenly wanted to cry, but he didn't want grandma to see him cry, so he held his eyes hard.
After finally walking out of the house, Ren Zihua never thought that he would be so reluctant to leave. He always thought that he would leave in a very chic way. Wan'er came out of the broken sword and walked with him further and further away from home. There are very few people on the street. Tonight is New Year’s Eve, and everyone is busy at home having New Year’s Eve dinner. Ren Zihua really couldn't understand why the school had to start at such a time.
"Zihua, why do you seem to have cried?"
"No, it's just that my eyes were a little itchy and they turned red after I kept rubbing them."
Using the cloud-level sword-controlling technique [Douwo-ryu] that he had just learned from Wan'er a few days ago, the black sword energy rose up from the soles of his feet, and finally gave the broken sword its giant form.
Although the speed of this cloud-level sword-controlling skill is not as fast as that carried by Wan'er before, when I use the sword-controlling skill to fly, my state of mind is completely different.
Yujian flew to Lukou International Airport, where Liu Luo and An Ran were waiting for him. When she landed, Wan'er had already returned to the broken sword early.
The three of them didn't say anything after meeting, and walked into the airport after passing the security check together.
"By the way, An Ran, I still don't know which school you applied to?" Ren Zihua asked with a smile.
An Ran just looked at him angrily and didn't answer anything.
"She went to Wuling with me." Liu Luo said and whispered next to Ren Zihua, "I'm still angry with you, so don't talk to her yet."
mad at me? Ren Zihua then remembered the last time he went to Liu Luo to borrow clothes for Wan'er, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy thinking, Sister An Ran doesn't really think of him as a pervert, right?
"By the way, where is your sword energy realm now? I feel like you have improved a lot after not seeing you for a few days."
"We are about to reach the fourth level." Ren Zihua has been practicing according to the techniques of the "Manshen Sutra" given by Wan'er in the past few days. The realm of sword energy has been rapidly raised to the peak of the realm of non-confusion.
Although his progress in sword training is not that obvious, he has now learned thirty high-level magics and two super-level magics as personal skills. The first thing he did when he arrived at school was to understand the stars. How to master the power, otherwise there will be no use for so many magics even if they are learned.
Soon Liu Luo and An Ran's flight arrived, and they boarded the plane first, Ren Zihua. Before An Ran left, she didn't forget to give Ren Zihua a rollicking look.
When it was time for Ren Zihua to board the plane, he was surprised to find that his check-in gate was in a temporary special passage. With some excitement and some anxiety, he boarded Bei Ming's private jet through the narrow special passage. .
Ren Zihua has never flown on such a small luxury aircraft. The structure inside surprised him. He felt like he was not walking into an airplane but into a villa of a wealthy family.
After the captain confirmed his acceptance letter, he told him that he could take a look around first. If he needed anything, such as whiskey or steak, he could just say hello to the chef on the plane. They would take off when everyone arrived.
"But it's better for minors not to drink." The captain with a stubble looked at him as an uncle of almost forty years old, but he still seemed to have mature charm. He asked Ren Zihua what he thought was quite good. Interesting joke, he walked back to the captain's cabin.
"When someone comes, remember to greet them for me!"
Ren Zihua carefully sat down on a leather sofa, and a young lady in work clothes came over to pick up his luggage.
Soon a girl dressed quite cutely walked in dragging a suitcase.
The girl also looked a little nervous, and cast her eyes at Ren Zihua blankly. Their eyes met, and Ren Zihua didn't know what to say for a while.
"The captain is inside, you can sit wherever you want. The plane will take off when everyone is here." He tried his best to organize his words and said to the girl in one breath.
After hearing this, the girl nodded hurriedly, and then sat on a sofa next to him. The flight attendant also came and took away her luggage.
The two were silent for a while. Ren Zihua saw that the third person never came up. He didn't want the atmosphere to be too awkward so he talked to the girl: "Well, we will be alumni of the same school and fellow villagers. How about we introduce ourselves to each other."
The girl agreed very much with what Ren Zihua said, and shyly said her name was Xi Meng.
"Are you Ren Zihua's classmate?" the girl said, standing up and sitting next to Ren Zihua.
"I'm Ren Zihua." Ren Zihua couldn't help but replied strangely, "What, do we know each other before?"
"You are famous now. Before I got on the plane, I was thinking about whether I would meet you, but I didn't expect you to be the first one to get on the plane." Xi Meng said with bright eyes, the previous shyness was completely gone, "In On the day of the graduation test, you awakened the Supreme Sword Qi, and you and Liu Luo were neck-and-neck in the final test. These things have already spread throughout Jinling, how come there are still people who don't know you?"
When Ren Zihua saw that it was his crush, his behavior became more comfortable, and he and Xi Meng soon started chatting. During this period, a third and fourth person got on the plane, and soon all five people were there. The captain then came out to greet everyone, briefly introduced himself, and informed them of the flight instructions.
The plane finally started and slowly left the runway. Looking at the city scene outside the window that was gradually getting smaller, Ren Zihua decided to put on an eye mask and take a nap first.
