The middle-aged man looked at the smiling silver-haired young man, and his anger suddenly disappeared. "Hey, brother, you are very nice to talk to." He pulled out a letter from his bag, "Here, your letter, be careful not to get wet."

Wet."

"Grateful."

After the postman rode away on his bicycle, Xinghai smiled helplessly and shook his head. Unexpectedly, he actually made a guest appearance as "this family", so he had better give the letter to Xiaoye quickly...

Scanning the envelope inadvertently, Xinghai's eyes froze.

On the front of the envelope, the recipient's name was written in a colorful way - it was handwriting that Xinghai had seen more than ten years ago and was so familiar that it was almost unfamiliar.

It shouldn't appear here, let alone write this supposedly unrelated name. Why?

Could it be that……

Xinghai shook the seal tentatively. After realizing that the paste was not strong enough, he lowered his eyes and made a decision in his heart.

Xiaoye had never worked in a kitchen crowded with four people. After being so busy, she felt that there was a lack of oxygen in the air. The first stage of work came to an end. Xiaoye planned to go to the door to get some fresh air. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Xinghai standing there.

Under the eaves, one seems to be admiring the rainy scene in the summer evening.

"Mr. Xinghai."

"Oh, Xiaoye, you came just in time." The silver-haired young man smiled gently and handed the letter in his hand to Xiaoye, "This is your letter. It was delivered by the postman just now, so I accepted it for you."

"That's it, thank you." Xiaoye accepted the letter from Xinghai, questions swirling in her mind.

She had not told her address to any friends other than her fellow villagers. Who would send the letter?

Although he had confirmed the content of the letter and memorized every word and sentence in it, Xinghai still seemed to inadvertently focus all his attention on Xiaoye. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xiaoye opening the envelope and taking out the contents.

He began to read the letter, showing a somewhat complicated and meaningful expression.

Xinghai frowned slightly, feeling that something seemed to have developed completely beyond his expectation.

Then……

He saw Xiaoye turn the letter over and stare at it for more than ten seconds; then he turned over to the back and stared at the sky for a long time.

"..." Xinghai's heavy thoughts all turned into confusion, "Xiaoye, what are you doing?"

“Mr.

One sentence, "Is it the language we usually use?"

Xinghai: "..."

Only then did he realize that because he was so familiar with the handwriting of the writer, he had temporarily forgotten that this person's handwriting was more abstract than flying. Unless he had been exposed to it for many years like him, it would never be possible.

Identify the content of the handwriting.

"...Hahaha." The heavy feeling suddenly faded a lot, and Xinghai couldn't help but chuckle, and answered Xiaoye's incomprehensible look, "I can't understand it at all, maybe it's the writing of some small country.

.”

"Sure enough?" Xiaoye completely believed Xinghai's words. After flipping over and over for a long time, she had no choice but to stuff the letter paper back into the envelope. "Maybe it's some strange advertisement." She was participating in competitions such as the Green Field Cup.

I did leave an address...but does the advertisement really need to be written in a language that no one knows?

Seeing that Xiaoye's puzzled look clearly showed no trace of forgery, Xinghai pondered for a moment and couldn't help but speak.

"Xiaoye, I have a question for you."

The girl's quiet light purple eyes stared obediently at the questioner, causing him to pause again at the words that were already on his lips.

"...I know you moved to Zhenxin Town when you were nine. So..." Where were you before that?

"Night!"

The door was pushed open with a bang. Xiaoling rushed out like a trumpet Kentaro. Xiaoye even doubted whether her door would be knocked off on the spot.

"The rest time is over, we should continue!" The girl with two ponytails grabbed Xiaoye's wrist without any explanation, "Mr. Xinghai, after we finish our work, I will let her chat with you!"

Xiaoye was dumbfounded by Xiaoling's strange choice of words. In a hurry, she could only put the strange advertising letter on the window sill and show an apologetic smile to Xinghai.

The busy girls returned to the house again. Looking at the letter that was casually thrown on the window sill and the familiar handwriting on it, the smile on Xinghai's face gradually faded, and the unfinished words swirled in his heart several times, ice blue.

His eyes became darkened.

It was just an accident that he would see this letter, but from the letter, he did learn some information that could not be ignored, which made his doubts expand again.

...Master, what on earth are you doing?

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Seeing my handwriting, you should know who I am.

There is something wrong with the remote link. I cannot communicate with you directly, so I have to use letters. Now I have to give you an order:

First, go and participate in this Quartz Alliance Competition. I will send someone to test your performance, and I hope you can show me the results I want.

Second, from this moment on, stay away from the people on the "list" and stop having close friendships with them.
Chapter completed!