The young scholar's voice was in a low voice.
"because……"
"You don't care."
"You don't care what I think of you?"
"Don't care what I call you?"
"Don't care what I did?"
“…I don’t care what I did because of you…”
The young scholar was slightly gasping.
There is also a bit of dry mouth and tongue.
He swallowed and continued, "My expectations, my misunderstanding..."
"It has nothing to do with you."
...
The young scholar didn't know what he was still insisting on at this time?
The black monster's attitude ends with one end.
He has never noticed it.
Even though they have been together for so long, even if he has provided so much food for the black monster...
The black monster was against him...
Still...ignored.
...
The black monster only has food in its eyes.
...
“Because you are not human?”
The young scholar wants to laugh, want to show his ease and indifferentness.
It's a pity.
He failed.
"But……"
Animals are also spiritual.
Domestic pets are close to their owners.
Even loyal.
His family used to have a yellow dog.
It was raised by my father.
Later, my father left.
The yellow dog lay next to the coffin where his father was, and left for two days.
...
Everyone else said that the yellow dog was chasing his father.
I feel that the yellow dog is really a dog that values ​​friendship.
...
The young scholar was sad about the departure of the yellow dog.
But when he thought that Huang Dog was with his father, he was not so sad.
...
He thought the friendship between his father and the yellow dog was not uncommon.
There are many people in the village who keep dogs.
Good relationships can be seen everywhere.
The young scholar subconsciously thought...
This is a very easy relationship.
Unexpectedly...
It's been so long...
He did not let the black monster make him any difference...
...
Because isn't a black monster a dog?
Aren't they all animals?
Feel the kindness and then give back the kindness.
Isn't this taken for granted?
Why can black monsters do so...ruthless?
...
ah……
The young scholar thought of it.
Because dogs are animals.
And is the black monster... a monster?
...
The young scholar wanted to laugh a little.
The child was right.
Sure enough, children often hit the nail on the head sometimes.
This little black creature is not an ordinary animal.
But...monster.
A cold-blooded and ruthless monster.
...
“…”
The young scholar opened his mouth.
No sound was made.
He was a little overjoyed for a moment...
Does what he said make sense?
His narrative, his questioning, and the black monsters don't care.
The black monster didn't understand his complex emotions.
He said no matter how much...
It's just a waste of effort.
...
but……
He... still wants to say it.
It all started...
Then there is a beginning and a tail. Regardless of whether the black monster will listen to a word, whether it will give some reaction...
He was mentally prepared.
He can make himself careless.
At least……
He wanted to say goodbye.
These words...
He held it in his heart for a long time.
I also fantasized about what he would say to the black monster many times after he met with the black monster.
He organized his own words again and again.
Fantasy black monsters will have reactions.
But I never thought of it...
reaction?
The black monster didn't respond at all.
...
“…I failed the exam.”
The young scholar smiled.
But it's all bitter.
“…It’s my fault.”
"I am determined to believe that you can bless me with the auspiciousness of the title of the Golden List."
"I trust you too much..."
“…I’m lazy…”
“In reading…”
"I don't want to rely on myself..."
“Not it.”
The young scholar shook his head slightly.
"I'm still a student."
"I just think I had to prepare for the exam..."
"But with you..."
"I just need to prepare nine or eight or even seven."
"I believe you can make up for the remaining points."
He did not have the courage and determination to be successful at the beginning and he would make a fortune without success.
...
"I want to come now..."
The young scholar rubbed his cheeks, "I'm really naive."
"How could I believe you can bless me to be the finalist?
"Even Wenqu Xingjun can't do it..."
Otherwise, so many students would burn incense to Wenqu Xingjun every year and pray that Wenqu Xingjun would bless them to the Golden List...
How many people really got what they wanted?
...
There is no immortal and Buddha that can make people wish you all the best.
Although the black monster is special, will it be more powerful than the immortals and Buddhas worshipped by incense?
Obviously not.
...
The more I think of the younger scholar, the more I feel that I was stupid in the past.
How could he be convinced of the black monster?
...
Could it be...
"What did you do to me?"
The young scholar blurted out.
Before he knew it... this black monster bewitched him and asked him to treat it as auspicious...
Let him...
Be willing to provide it with a variety of food!?
The young scholar felt a sudden feeling.
"is that so?!"
"You're eating..."
The young scholar's pupils were trembling.
So that's what it is...
So that's what it is...
The black monster is to ensure that he prepares it for every time-
After all, no one would provide food to a black monster every day.
Not to mention for no reason...
Ordinary people's homes are reluctant to take out so much food to a strange animal of unknown origin.
Could he be the first to do so?
Or...
No one is stupider than him.
Many foods were given.
I missed my most important exam.
In order to see the black monster again, I was restless and waited restlessly.
Then I found...
Everything in front of you is like scratches on the mirror.
"Crack~"
The scratches on the mirror spread.
The mirror is broken.
...
The black monster looked indifferent.
...
"Have you done anything to me?"
The young scholar stared at the black monster.
He had already decided in his heart...
It must be the black monster that did something to him!
yes.
Otherwise, how could he be the one who made a decision so easily?
He is not so easily the one who handes his ideals to others.
The more I thought about it, the more this happened, the young scholar became excited.
Everything is fake!
The memories of the past were shattered in the young scholar's mind.
...
"You must have done it!"
The young scholar's whole body trembled.
Not afraid.
Not all.
And angry.
...
"Where are me now?"
The young scholar pointed at himself, "Are you still affected by you?"
That's why I tried to give the black monster a chance again and again.
He was obviously so angry...
Chapter completed!