The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

Lu Changming paused.

He remained silent.

She just sat there, watching Lu Ming lower his head and eat meat bite by bite.

opposite.

Lu Ming's shoulders twitched slightly.

Tears streamed down his face, covering his chin.

But he didn't make a sound; even his sobs were suppressed in his throat.

He just ate.

Eat it in big bites, swallowing the meat and tears together.

Lu Changming turned his head and raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye.

Before looking at the sky, he had always thought that Lu Ming was naturally silent and composed.

But after looking at the sky, he realized...

This child is capable of crying.

No one gave him time to cry.

There was always someone behind him who wanted to protect him.

Sister, the North, comrades, the border.

Therefore, he cannot cry.

No refunds.

No soft spots should be exposed.

He can only be steady, he can only be tough, and he can only shoulder everything.

But what about himself?

This kid is only eighteen years old!

Lu Changming lowered his head and remained silent, not looking at him again.

A whole bowl of monster meat.

Lu Ming ate every last drop.

He put down his chopsticks and let out a heavy sigh.

She then picked up the tissue that Lu Changming had quietly pushed to the side of the table and wiped away the tears on her face.

Finished wiping.

He got up and reached for the bowl.

Lu Changming reacted quickly and snatched it away.

"Sit still!"

"Leave the bowl there!"

"I'll clean up later!"

After saying that, he practically ran into the kitchen, put the bowl in the sink, and then hurriedly ran out again.

That kind of presence.

She was afraid that Lu Ming would leave if she left for even a short while.

Seeing that Lu Ming was still sitting there, Lu Changming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat back down opposite him.

A moment of silence.

Lu Changming asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Um."

Lu Ming responded in a low voice.

"Have you gone to see your sister?"

"Why not stay a few more days?"

"I've seen it."

Lu Ming lowered his eyes.

"I'm not keeping it."

"The brothers in the North still need me."

"well……"

Lu Changming let out a long sigh.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Lu Ming took out a leave slip from his pocket and handed it over.

The handwriting is very neat.

[Dear Class Teacher:]

Due to my important position, I need to request leave. The duration is uncertain. Please grant my request.

Lu Changming took the leave slip.

He stared at it for a long time.

It's just one line of text.

He actually watched it for two minutes.

Finally, he picked up a pen from the side and signed his name below.

【approve.】

Lu Ming stood up and took two steps back.

He then bowed deeply to Lu Changming.

"Lu Ming thanks you, Holy Master!"

Lu Changming wanted to help.

But Lu Ming had already straightened up.

"Teacher, please take care of yourself."

"I'm leaving."

Lu Changming watched his retreating figure with a complex expression.

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to those brats?"

Lu Ming stopped two steps away from the door.

"No."

"I already owe them too much."

"I am too ashamed to let them see me off."

Lu Changming sighed again.

"You..."

Lu Ming didn't say anything more and stepped out the door.

next second.

He froze on the spot.

The tears that had just been suppressed slowly welled up again.

In the corridor.

Ye Chuhao held Xingyao's hand and leaned against the wall to the left of the door.

Ye Chen squatted in the right corner of the wall by the door, playing with a demon core that resembled a cat's shadow in his hand.

Liu Ruyan sat on the corridor railing, her legs swinging gently.

Yan Cong pulled Tong Jingcheng and Li Juefeng to sit on the ground and play cards.

Beside them, the level-eight concealment bead was still faintly glowing.

Look to both sides again.

At the end of the corridor.

Staircase entrance.

By the windowsill.

Almost everyone from Class 9 was there.

Some people were even holding toothbrushes in their mouths.

Someone is hugging a pillow.

Someone was wearing pajamas.

They all look messy and disorganized.

But they are all here.

Lu Ming stood at the door, his throat feeling like it was blocked by something.

"Finished talking?"

Ye Chuhao yawned.

"Old Lu treats you really well."

"I even saved a portion of meat especially for you."

He clicked his tongue.

"They only hold grudges against me."

"Feed".

Ye Chen raised his head and stared intently at Lu Ming.

"The Zhou family's dirty money was all used to pay compensation to the victims."

"I've suffered significant losses."

"Remember to replenish the materials from all the monsters you kill in the Northern Territory."

the other side.

"bomb!!!"

Yan Cong slammed down his cards, laughing wildly.

"Hahaha!"

"I won! Pay up!"

Tong Jingcheng, expressionless, reached out and disrupted the game.

The original four eights were instantly mixed into the deck.

Yan Cong stared wide-eyed.

"What bomb?"

Tong Jingcheng held the cards, looking completely innocent.

"I didn't see it."

"Hey!"

"I'm not playing anymore! I'm not playing anymore!"

Yan Cong immediately became furious.

"You fucking cheat, huh?!"

Li Juefeng looked up at the doorway and gave a reminder.

"The Labor Committee has come out."

"Look!"

Yan Cong suddenly turned his head.

The next second, he sprang up from the ground, his whole body instantly standing upright.

"Hahaha!"

He rushed to Lu Ming and slapped him on the shoulder.

"You old bastard!"

"Trying to run away behind our backs?"

"I've found out!!"

Lu Ming's body trembled slightly.

Yan Cong's smile suddenly stopped.

Because he saw the tears welling up in Lu Ming's eyes.

next moment.

Lu Ming took half a step back.

He bowed deeply to everyone on both sides of the corridor.

"Gentlemen."

"Thank you—"

Lu Ming's "thank you" made everyone feel a little heavy-hearted.

Yan Cong couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere.

He immediately grinned and patted Lu Ming on the shoulder.

"Hey, no need to thank me!"

"We're all classmates, why be so formal?"

He looked around and quickly sought outside help.

"Old Ye, you're right, aren't you?"

"That's nonsense!"

Ye Chen squatted in the corner and touched his face, which was still swollen.

As soon as he touched it, he gasped in pain.

"What's wrong?"

"My dad beat me so badly my skin was torn and bleeding, and you can't even accept a thank you?"

"Forehead……"

Yan Cong's lips twitched.

"I can take it, I can take it."

After saying that, he subconsciously looked at Ye Chuhao.

Ye Chuhao leaned against the wall, yawned, and could barely keep his eyelids open.

"I can handle it too."

"It's kept me up so late."

"How about I take it and you compensate me?"

Yan Cong's expression changed.

next second.

He immediately looked away from Ye Chuhao.

I didn't dare to look anymore.

They were afraid that if they were even a second too slow, this dog of a squad leader would catch them red-handed and fleece them.

"alright."

Ye Chuhao lazily raised his eyes.

Get up.

The words fell.

A wisp of invisible spiritual energy landed on Lu Ming, slowly lifting his back.

Lu Ming looked up, his eyes still a little red.

Ye Chuhao formed a hand seal with one hand.

A small, transparent sword slowly materialized in the air.

The small sword, though only the length of a finger joint, exuded an aura that made one's soul tense.

"promise."

"Here, take this."

"Bon Voyage."