There is actually no communication.
Therefore, the young scholar had some regrets.
He wants to...
Have a good chat with the black monster face to face.
...
It seems...
He doesn't have this opportunity anymore.
...
"It doesn't show up in front of me on its own initiative..."
The young scholar shook his head, "I don't know where to find it..."
He is the passive side.
"never mind."
"Maybe last time..."
"It's our last meeting..."
He actually told the other party everything he had in his heart.
Although he received no response from the other party.
perhaps……
This is the response the other party gave him.
The other party treats him...
I didn't take it seriously at all.
He even suspected that in the other party's eyes, he had been with it for so many days and was no different from his brother.
Such a guess is hard not to embarrass, resentment, dissatisfaction...
Perhaps there is still some unwillingness and a little grievance.
...
Since this is the other person's attitude...
Why should he be entangled?
Failing the exam is a fact.
Cannot be changed.
...
Failing to the exam is also the past.
He shouldn't be obsessed with this.
...
It's time for him to look forward.
...
Not all doubts can be answered.
He had known this principle for a long time.
...
The black monster is destined to be his lifelong puzzle.
...
But he would not let it become a shackle that imprisoned him for the rest of his life.
...
"I gave myself time..."
The young scholar whispered.
It also gave the black monster time.
Time has passed.
The black monster did not appear.
Then this matter...
The young scholar took a deep breath.
That's it.
...
The woodcutter and the woman were surprised too suddenly, but she felt a little overwhelmed.
Because before...
The young scholar was really obsessed with the black monster.
Even in their opinion, they are a bit paranoid.
...
They have talked to young scholars many times.
In the end, they set a deadline.
This is actually their concession to the young scholars.
...
They have thought about the scenes many times...
It really happened before their eyes.
They feel a little unrealistic like dreams.
Their heads couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
...
“…really, really?”
The woodcutter opened his mouth with some bumpy mouth.
"You really figured it out?"
"You no longer want to find the black monster?"
...
"No."
The young scholar shook his head.
Then he bent the corners of his mouth as if helpless and mockingly.
“I can’t find it either.”
"I don't want to wait for it endlessly, look for it."
“It probably…”
"Never show up in front of me again."
When the young scholar said this, his tone was inevitably a little sad.
...
"It's best if it won't be."
The woodcutter blurted out.
Seeing the young scholar's eyes swept over, he pursed his lips.
"younger brother."
"Don't let it appear before you again."
...
The young scholar was stunned.
It took a few seconds before he realized...
He said that the black monster would never appear in front of him again.
And my brother said...
Don't let it appear in front of him again...
...
The two sentences seem to be very similar...
But the meaning is different.
The young scholar looked up at the scholar, "Brother or do I think the black monster was imagined by me?"
...
The woodcutter's heart was filled with joy.
He shook his head slightly.
“This question is not important anymore.”
"younger brother."
The woodcutter looked serious, "You figured it out anyway, let it go."
This is what the young scholar said himself.
He believes in young scholars.
"We will never mention this so-called black monster again."
"unlucky."
“… OK?”
The woodcutter stared at the young scholar's eyes with a burning look.
He didn't want to worry about any problems with the black monster anymore.
Anyway, I can't figure it out.
He and his brother had their own opinions, and no one could convince anyone.
Then stop talking, stop discussing.
...
As long as my brother is willing to put down the black monster...
Everything about the black monster is no longer important.
He could also treat it as his previous younger brother but was just a temporary abnormal...
It's gone.
My younger brother is still the one who makes him proud.
...
The woman clenched her fists unconsciously.
He looked at the young scholar nervously.
...
The young scholar was slightly stunned.
My brother's approach...
It was really beyond his expectations.
He thought his brother would find out the truth about his situation...
Unexpectedly, my brother gave up directly.
But soon, the young scholar understood his brother's choice.
This is indeed a good one...
And the only choice.
...
Because the result of the investigation is entanglement.
He didn't know much more about the black monster than his brother.
A monster who is obsessed with black can get nothing but make things difficult for him.
It's better to give up.
All... everything about the black monster is ignored.
The monster that is regarded as black has never appeared.
That experience he did not exist.
...
Only in this way can this matter be put an end.
...
The young scholar smiled slightly.
"good."
Since the decision has been made, even if there is still some hesitation and unwillingness, these hesitation and unwillingness are not enough to shake the young scholar's ideas.
Time will solve everything.
The young scholar believed that if he gave him some time, these hesitations and unwillingness would disappear completely.
He is not the one who will be imprisoned by the past.
...
The woodcutter and the woman were both happy.
Solution, solved?!
They were all very surprised.
So much so that I was a little dazed again.
It was solved like this...
...
This is the case in many things.
It is difficult when it is not solved.
It's easy to solve.
So much so that it makes people doubt the difficulties before...
...
But soon, the woodcutter and the woman reacted.
A big smile appeared on their faces.
"younger brother."
The woodcutter grinned.
"Very good!"
The woodcutter even felt a little happy.
He really waited for the long-awaited answer.
Thinking of the nervousness and anxiety that I didn’t sleep all night last night…
It seems like a different life.
...
The woman also murmured, "That's great, so good..."
The woodcutter didn't sleep all night last night.
And her.
She seemed to have thought a lot in her mind...
After that, there was only prayer left.
Pray that my brother will return to normal.
Pray that what they get tomorrow is...the result they want.
...
Prayer really worked.
The woman couldn't help but fold her hands together.
I silently thank all the gods and Buddhas in my heart.
Thank you for your appearance.
...
It's really great.
A big rock in the woman's heart finally landed on the ground.
The long-lost feeling of ease made her feel light all over.
...
The woodcutter and the woman's exaggerated performance made the young scholar stunned.
Chapter completed!