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Wei Shao stayed for two more days and was quite happy when he returned, thinking that he had successfully taken advantage of the system.

It was not until a week later, when he could not get through no matter how hard he tried, that he realized that the system, although seemingly compromising, had actually turned the tables on him - it had preempted his next two chances to travel through time.

Wei Shao was depressed and annoyed. He tried his best, even putting the broken book under the lighter to threaten, but it was of no use.

He waited like this for more than twenty days, and finally in the third week, Wei Shao went to open the book with great anticipation, but still couldn't open it.

He finally panicked.

Later, he flipped through the book more than ten times every day, and even ran to Wei Xia for help in desperation. However, Wei Xia Zhenxiang, who didn't know the truth, laughed at him for a long time.

Finally, after another week, Wei Shao successfully returned to the world of novels.

He scolded the system harshly.

The system had no guilt at all and said confidently: [I am doing this for your own good. Do you think you are just paying for two days in advance? No, you're still two nights overdrawn. 】

Wei Shao was furious: [That's my own business. It has nothing to do with you! 】

The system said indifferently: [What if you are assimilated by the rules, and then you use the contract to let me change you back? I can't do it. 】

Wei Shao would never do such a tasteless thing. He retorted: [I won’t. 】

The system remained unmoved: [I don’t believe it, you cunning human. 】

Wei Shao’s chest heaved with anger, but he resisted the urge to curse: [Where’s Lolo? 】

The landing point was still unfamiliar this time, which showed that Philo was not at home. Perhaps because he had broken his promise so many times, he was thought to be unlikely to come.

System: [Nearby, remember to say goodbye to him when you find him. Today is the last time. 】

Wei Shao: [n……]

He clenched his teeth, swallowed the curse words that were about to come out, and ran around searching in the chaotic buildings.

They met at a corner. Wei Shao was panting and sweating all over. Philo was very calm and only hid his hands in his sleeves the moment he saw Wei Shao.

Wei Shao didn't notice that before he could catch his breath, he called out to Fei Luo in a hurry: "Lolo."

More than half a year has passed in this world. Philo has grown taller and stronger, and his frame has taken on the appearance of a teenager.

He looked at Wei Shao silently, the emotions in his eyes making it difficult to discern.

Wei Shao felt a little flustered for no reason: "Don't you recognize me..."

He knew that was impossible. In fact, what he wanted to ask was whether you were angry with me.

Fei Luo raised his eyes. Now he still needed to look up when he looked at Wei Shao, but the amplitude finally didn't need to be so large. He slowly said, "Brother."

Wei Shao breathed a sigh of relief and tried to explain: "Lolo, I'm sorry, I have been--"

"It's not convenient to talk here." Philo interrupted him.

He put one hand in his pocket, held Wei Shao's sleeve with the other hand, and moved to a secluded place.

As soon as he stopped, Wei Shao heard him say, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Wei Shao was already anxious to explain, and after hearing what he said, he became even more anxious: "I..."

"I know." Philo interrupted.

Philo had not let go of his sleeve, and seeing that he was so emotional, he moved his fingertips down and gently pinched his palm in a soothing manner.

Wei Shao suddenly stopped talking, frowned, and held his cold fingertips: "Why are your hands so cold? What do you know?"

Philo looked down at his hands and said, "Is this the last time?"

Wei Shao was speechless.

Philo withdrew his hand, leaned against the wall, his lips a little pale: "It should be."

Compared to Wei Shao's distraught look, he was excessively calm, as if he had guessed this outcome long ago.

He looked at Wei Shao and said, "In the first month since you left, a new verdict was handed down in Otto's case. It was his soldiers who leaked the military intelligence, and he was ultimately convicted of dereliction of duty."

"Otto's father asked to be stripped of his title, and he was taken back soon after. Before he left, he told me that he would come to the Abandoned Planet to pick me up after the situation stabilized."

He told the follow-up of the incident one by one, and finally concluded: "You can rest assured."

Fei Luo said all good things. Wei Shao should have been happy, but he felt depressed. He couldn't help asking, "What about you?"

After saying so much, I didn’t mention what he cares about most.

Philo answered the question irrelevantly: "Brother, I have always wanted to ask you a question."

Wei Shao: "You say."

Philo's voice was so light that it could be blown away by the wind: "Is it that thing that won't let you come, or is it that you don't want to come?"

This farewell is destined not to end with a smile.

Wei Shao unconsciously exerted force on the hand hanging at his side, and his index finger pressed on the base of his palm, causing a sharp pain.

He turned his eyes away and looked at the mottled wall: "...all of them."

A tear fell from Philo's hollow eyes, and his throat rolled slightly without making any sound. After a long, long time, he asked, "Then why did you agree to him in the first place?"

Wei Shao was a little dazed for a moment, and the first few scenes flashed before his eyes.

…It turns out it’s been that long.

He was silent for a while, then he said softly: "You are too thin."

Thin, weak, and alert, like a stray cat shivering on the side of the road, it could lose its life if it is not careful.

Save him, he thought at the time.

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The real world did not change at all because of that bizarre experience.

Only occasionally, for a moment or two, Wei Shao would suddenly be stunned.

For example, when he saw something interesting, he would buy it and put it in his pocket;

For example, when he gets dressed in the morning, he will subconsciously choose a coat with many pockets;

For example, he still keeps the watch with him;

For example, when he saw 13 or 14-year-old middle school students on the street, his first reaction was that Philo must be taller than them...

Apart from this, there is nothing else.

But one day, Song Tao suddenly frowned and asked him: "Are you heartbroken?"

Wei Shao was annoyed and puzzled: "What a mess."

Song Tao also felt that it was unlikely. People who have been heartbroken are usually sad, but Wei Shao did not look sad. Instead, he looked like he had lost his soul and was always absent-minded.

The promise to quit smoking has turned out to be a lie. In short, the situation is very weird.

Song Tao probed: "Did your father register the illegitimate child in the household registration book?"

Wei Shao said with a fake smile: "My grandfather is still alive. He doesn't have the courage."

Song Tao was puzzled: "Then why are you so crazy?"

Wei Shao fell silent again, leaning back on the sofa and ignoring him.

Song Tao couldn't stand the man looking so depressed, so he kicked him in the calf rudely: "Get up! Go out for a drink with your dad."

…

Alcohol can temporarily confuse the brain and slow down thinking.

But it cannot make people forget their troubles.

When Wei Shao was sent back by the driver, he felt waves of nausea and bloating, and his stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

The driver asked several times, but was always rejected with a "no problem".

Wei Shao groped his way back to his room and fell on the big bed. His forehead was swollen and his stomach hurt a little, but the degree was not particularly severe, so he was too lazy to take medicine.

The bright light hurt his eyes. He held the phone in his hand, the screen flickering, but he didn't look at it.

Even without looking, he knew what date it was.

It’s been three months.

The past two years there.

...Philo should have left the abandoned planet. He may have joined the army, or he may still be studying.

Wei Shao's mind was filled with chaotic thoughts that popped up one after another, giving him a headache. He tried to imagine various scenes of Philo's life after leaving the abandoned planet, and finally found that his imagination was so poor.

He stared at the cold white light for a long time, then suddenly turned over, got up, and took out the book from the desk drawer.

He had felt this urge countless times in these three months, but never as strongly as it was at this moment.

The system still owes him a wish.

He lacks nothing.

He thought, I'll go back and take a look.

Just take a look.

-

Wei Shao was thrown to the ground. It was unclear whether it was because he was drunk and couldn't stand steadily, or if it was a deliberate revenge by the system.

It was a dark night, and strangely shaped vines and thick plant stems were tangled together, leaving behind ghostly shadows.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise coming from the distance, like a metal plate hitting something heavy, followed by a gunshot like popping beans that rushed into Wei Shao's ears, vibrating his eardrums.

Wei Shao's nerves tensed up in an instant, realizing that danger was not far away from him.

Then, he thought of something, his scalp went numb, his whole back felt cold, and he was completely sober.

—Where is Philo?

His landing point was always not far from Philo. If this time was the same...

【system! 】

【system! 】

No response.

Wei Shao gritted his teeth, pushed aside the dense vines around him, and moved through the dense forest, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

[Swish...swish...Wei Shao!] 】The system's voice suddenly appeared, and the mechanical sound was trembling, [That's great... That's great! Go save him quickly, he is dying! 】

Wei Shao's brain buzzed, and he suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing: [What did you say - where is he!]

[You must follow my instructions and be careful. There are two forces here. If you are discovered by the bugs on the opposite side, you will be doomed. Go to your two o'clock direction quickly, and then listen to my instructions——】

Wei Shao's heart rate was throbbing and his mind was tense to the extreme. He followed the system's instructions, circumventing the barriers step by step and moving forward with difficulty.

The faint smell of blood grew stronger with the increase in pace, and Wei Shao's heartbeat became more and more irregular. Finally, a huge plant stem blocked his way, and the system no longer issued directional instructions.

[He is right behind.] 】

The smell of blood rushed straight into Wei Shao's nose. He almost couldn't remember how he got around and how he touched the dying body on the ground.

He stretched out his hand and touched the familiar nose tip and chin, and also felt the cold and sticky feeling on his hands and the bloody holes on his clothes.

Breathing became difficult, Wei Shao retracted his hand, pinched the palm hard, and his numb fingertips finally regained consciousness.

He took off his coat, tore off the lining, and held Philo, whose upper body was covered in blood, in his arms.

The noises of gunfire and various frictions and collisions had not yet disappeared. Wei Shao did not bring any lighting equipment, nor did he dare to do so. He could only feel the wounds on Philo's body with his bare hands, and then with trembling hands he used cloth strips to tie them up to stop the bleeding.

So many injuries.

Wei Shao had never seen so many injuries in his life.

His vision blurred for a moment, and cold liquid slid down the tips of his eyelashes. Wei Shao gritted his teeth, quickly pressed his eyes with the back of his hand, and immediately prepared to stand up and pick up Feiluo.

In the darkness, Philo's bloodless lips moved, and a salty liquid seeped from between his lips into between his teeth. His hand suddenly reached out and tightly grasped Wei Shao's neck.

Wei Shao's throat was so painful from being squeezed, and the sharp insect scales scratched the skin on the side of his neck, but Wei Shao did not make a sound. He just moved the hand that was supporting his chin and wiped the blood off his cheek with his thumb.

The hand that was clasped on Wei Shao's neck suddenly froze.

Philo opened his eyes wide in the darkness, his pupils unable to focus due to the severe pain. He tried to pull his hoarse vocal cords and asked, "...Who is it?"

The ending sound has become blurred due to trembling.

Wei Shao lowered his head and put his forehead against his: "It's me."

“…Don’t be afraid.”