"Really... I'll ask you in detail tomorrow. Then, let's go back to the dormitory now?"

"good."

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the three of them walked side by side towards the dormitory area. Xiaotian, who had never spoken, turned his head slightly and stared at the side face of his friend from the same hometown.

The look in his eyes is the same as before...

It has never changed.

After finishing the independent training, a young man with messy red hair passed by the empty training room window. His eyes swept across aimlessly, and Shunta was suddenly stunned for a moment.

"Hey, Xiaotao? Why are you here?" Junta walked towards his childhood sweetheart in confusion, "Isn't the training room here no longer in use?"

"……no……"

"Huh? What did you say?"

The palms of the girl with short brown hair were covered in cold sweat. Her trembling fingers failed to hold the quiver tightly, causing it to fall to the ground, and the arrows in it fell out one after another.

The girl's light gray eyes were full of fear and confusion.
Chapter completed!