On October 2, Shi Zuocai came to Hinaku High School with his sleepy eyes and prepared to attend the admission ceremony for the new semester.

Everything that happened yesterday was like a strange dream. He always lacked a sense of reality for his own personality to ruin the lives of two people in three days.

After all, the demon is the demon, he is him. They are two completely different people.

But fortunately, reality is better than dreams.

The reason why Shi Zuocai had this idea was that he finally returned to his peaceful daily life as he wished.

All of this is attributed to the start of school.

When school starts, he has a legitimate reason to stay away from the world of Kuangyan Master.

School starts, which means that the woman named Liu Yanshi has to return to Australia to continue her studies.

In fact, last night, Liu Yanshi had already returned to her residence and started to pack her luggage.

Although they left an unanswered question: the truth about He Siming's death. But that was not the responsibility of the Mermaid Bottle, but the question of Liu Yanshi and Mr. Demon.

Everyone is happy forever.

Maintaining his secondary personality for three consecutive days has put his spirit in a state of extreme fatigue.

Fortunately, the school has not officially started today. After filling out a registration form and getting a student ID, he can return to his apartment and replenish his sleep as he pleases.

So today he was surprisingly patient. Although he was registering back to the classroom, drawing lots to divide classes, receiving the registration form and student ID... throughout the process, he kept the silent face of looking like an enemy who killed his father, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

Until a small episode happened.

This matter is actually insignificant: it was Shi Zuo who had gone downstairs after getting the student ID and turned the stairs. He accidentally met the head teacher who had last semester. The latter was holding a bunch of messy teaching documents. He rarely saw an acquaintance, so he smiled and became a strong man.

So Shi Zuo had to pick up the hill-like teaching materials instead of her, and walked towards the laboratory on the fifth floor.

There are many laboratories in Hinaguang, and there are often idle ones, which is one of them. As early as two years ago, this place was no longer used for experimental teaching. The tables and chairs inside were emptied and used directly as storage rooms.

But when Shi Zuo walked closer and saw the door sign clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The head teacher opened the door and turned to look at him:

"What are you doing while standing there? Shi Zuocai."

Shi Zuo shook his head, paused, and still spoke:

"This is...Astronomical Society?"

The head teacher looked up at the sign on his head, and suddenly realized:

"Oh, it's been. If this year, it's probably impossible to establish the Astronomical Society."

She sighed softly.

"Although our school has many learnings, there are not many children who are interested in astronomy. There are fewer people in the Astronomy Society every year, and there were only four people left last semester. This summer, something happened to the president. I'm afraid there will be enough people to run the school this year."

Shi Zuo was silent for a moment, but said "um" and walked in without saying a word.

Following the instructions of the head teacher, Shi Zuo stood up and looked around the laboratory unconsciously: the things were arranged neatly, but they were covered with some dust. Only the bookshelf by the door were placed with various astronomical books, and other places were mostly filled with miscellaneous items such as trophys and football.

Shi Zuocai's eyes remained on the bookshelf. The head teacher was ready to leave. When he walked to the door, he looked at him in surprise:

"What's wrong?"

Shi Zuo took down a book on the top of the bookshelf:

"Can I see?"

The head teacher glanced at the cover of the book and was stunned:

"You child is still so strange. He didn't read so many astronomical books, but he just picked up a philosophy book."

After a pause, she said again:

"Please read it casually. These books will probably be sold next month to supplement the funds for other learning associations. Go home early and have class tomorrow. Remember to close the door."

After saying that, the head teacher smiled at him and left directly.

When he watched her leave, Zuo looked at the book in his hand.

The title of the book is "Critique of Practical Ration".

As soon as he opened it, the book cover fell off directly. Zuo Cai had some expectations at this time.

Because the original book is still in He Siming's room.

He used a book cover and stored it on the bookshelf of the Astronomical Society was his own notebook.

The title page of the notebook still uses the exquisite notes to excerpt Kant's famous quote.

"There are two things in the world that can deeply shake people's hearts, one is the noble moral code in our hearts, and the other is the brilliant starry sky above our heads."

Shi Zuo looked at him silently, then turned on the second page. The second page was only a short line of words.

"I want to become a star."

Shi Zuocai was stunned, slowly turned on the third page, carefully reading the last words left to the world.

It was morning, and there was sunshine and morning breeze outside the window, and birds could be heard from time to time. Shi Zuo looked for a chair, and silently flirted with He Siming's notes page by page on the idle table, with the expression on his face becoming more and more serious.

Until a certain moment, he finally put down his notes and sat there like a wooden man for a long time.

The sun shines on the tiled floor through the unclean window, outlining the silhouette of a young man. He imagined that once a child who liked the stars was also writing down his meticulous thoughts in his notes in the same place. Until the moment he graduated from high school, what kind of mood did he leave his diary here?

With anxiety about the future and heavy expectations of his parents, he was unable to find a balance in the two worlds... Finally, He Siming made the most innocent and incredible choice.

Shi Zuo let out a light breath. Then slowly, he stretched out his hands and covered his mouth and nose.

An irritable hissing sound came from the throat.

He got up, walked out of the laboratory, locked the door, went downstairs, and walked towards the school gate.

He reached out, took out his cell phone, and pressed a string of phone numbers that he could not forget even if he didn't need to record.

"Shi Zuocai? It's really strange. You even call me..."

"Hey? Not Mr. Demon? Hey, hey, hey bottle?"

"I I I I I I come here now!"

In Cuiyuan's apartment.

Liu Yanxi was silently flipping the notebook in front of the workbench, and her lips were muttering something unconsciously. Shi Zuo was sitting on his exclusive mahogany chair motionless, like a puppet.

Page after page. There was only the sound of flipping books in the room, and a strange quiet atmosphere was trapped.

When he turned to the last page, Liu Yan's lips opened slightly, his pupils contracted slightly, and the next moment, there seemed to be fog in his eyes.

With her fingers, she carefully picked up an envelope clipped on the last page. She gently opened it and read it line by line.

She put down the envelope and covered her slender hands unconsciously with her mouth and nose--the surprised expression was exactly the same as Shi Zuo Cai.

"It's so good..." she murmured.

Shi Zuo looked at her silently, and after a while, he still spoke:

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Yanxi turned the chair, wiped the wet corners of her eyes, and said seriously:

"You must tell Siming's mother. You must hand over the things that Siming left to her."

Although I had already expected this answer, when I heard it with my own ears, Shi Zuo sighed a little depressedly and reached out to pinch his eyebrows.

Liu Yan pursed her lips and looked at him seriously:

"Now we are the only two of us who know about this, so we must help Siming tell his mother... we can't let Siming's expectations fade."

"At least... let Siming's mother know that he has never hated her... Such a good child will never commit suicide..."

"If Aunt Li knew about this, she would definitely forgive him..."

She sniffed, closed her lower eyelids slightly, and said softly:

"This is the most romantic thing I've ever heard of."

Shi Zuo grabbed his hair and stopped talking. After a while, he finally sighed again, took the keys and wallet on the table, and stood up.
Chapter completed!