Chapter 60: The End of World Three, Baby, I will come, for sure...
"Ming Jiao? Don't say such angry words."
Song Zhen frowned, feeling a little out of control, but still managed to maintain his composure.
He Wen thought Song Mingjiao was on his side, and said happily, "Mingjiao, come stay here. I'll take you to the restaurant on the second floor of the school. There's a window with delicious food."
In the end, Song Mingjiao didn't even look at He Wen, but just said, "You should leave first. What's the point of always staying in my house?"
He Wen was also frustrated, and said "Oh", and left reluctantly, looking back every few steps.
Song Mingjiao was in a state of confusion, unable to describe his emotions.
In the past, he would have enjoyed watching the fish fighting in the pond, but at that time he thought they were all different kinds of fish.
It's not like it is now, they are essentially the same kind of fish, and they still carry memories.
"Baby?"
Song Zhen did not try to stop He Wen from leaving. He turned around and wanted to hold Song Mingjiao's hand, but Song Mingjiao dodged him again.
Now even forced brotherly harmony is impossible.
"You remember everything? Then were you having fun playing tricks on me these days?"
Song Mingjiao's face turned cold, and Song Zhen's heart sank. He anxiously wanted to pull Song Mingjiao away, eagerly explaining, "No, baby, I just like you too much. The identity of 'Song Zhen' is real, I didn't lie to you."
"Don't touch me."
Song Mingjiao waved away Song Zhen's hand, turned around and ran back to the bedroom on the second floor, then locked the door. No matter how Song Zhen knocked on the door and shouted, he disappeared.
Song Mingjiao couldn't actually say he was angry, he just felt very confused and at a loss.
Song Mingjiao didn't know why, since the beginning of this world, the more he came into contact with "He Wen", the faster his heartbeat became. Last night, he even softened his heart for the first time and took He Wen in from the snow, which led to a series of subsequent Shura scenes.
Song Mingjiao didn't understand why he felt upset because of Song Zhen's concealment. Obviously, the NPCs in the small world shouldn't affect his emotions.
Song Mingjiao was even more confused. In the previous world, when he was entangled with several people, he didn't think it was a big deal. But when he found out that those people actually belonged to the same kind of data, who was the one that touched his heart?
Song Mingjiao's mind was so confused that he instinctively wanted to escape, instinctively wanted to end this small world immediately, and stay away from He Wen and Song Zhen.
*
So, when Song Mingjiao said that he wanted to live on campus that day, he really did.
As soon as the winter vacation was over and school started, Song Mingjiao contacted the school and moved out of the house directly. She had a cold face throughout the whole process. Song Zhen wanted to keep her, but when he saw Song Mingjiao's expression, he finally said nothing.
He Wen didn't get anything good either. He just sat at the same table with Song Mingjiao for one semester, but then lost this status.
For a student with Song Mingjiao's academic performance, at this point in his senior year of high school, the teachers would satisfy any request he wanted, including a simple change of seat.
After being kicked out of the Song family that day, He Wen was ignored by Song Mingjiao for the entire winter vacation. He thought that after school started, he could repair his friendship with his dear deskmate and planned to apologize to Song Mingjiao sincerely.
He shouldn't have gone to Song Mingjiao's house without saying hello on New Year's Eve, nor should he have quarreled with Song Mingjiao's brother at Song Mingjiao's house regardless of his status.
But unexpectedly, when He Wen entered the classroom, he did not see his deskmate. After looking around, he found that Song Mingjiao had moved his seat again.
"Mingjiao, why are you sitting here?"
He Wen tried to maintain the previous peace and ran to Song Mingjiao's new seat to chat with her. This time, Song Mingjiao sat alone and did not ask for any of her desk mates' permission.
But Song Mingjiao didn't look at him. The boy's face looked very cold, different from the cold and well-behaved look that He Wen saw when they first met. It was a kind of indifference that kept people at a distance.
"I'm going to study, please don't disturb me."
He Wen could only lower his head and move step by step back to his old seat. The desk on the other side seemed to still be filled with Song Mingjiao's breath, but that person no longer wanted him.
What happened on New Year's Day seemed like a dream.
Not only did He Wen dream of his close contact with Song Mingjiao, but he also dreamed of the truth about his true identity.
But after waking up from the dream, his beautiful and top classmate no longer wanted him.
If He Wen had a tail, he would definitely see the dog's tail behind him hanging down dejectedly, with the tip of the tail trying to reach Song Mingjiao.
But Song Mingjiao didn't read it. All he wanted now was to finish the college entrance examination, completely change the ending of the original mission, and leave this world.
The only good news was that when the second semester of senior year started, Song Mingjiao finally didn't see the annoying back of the original male protagonist in class.
Listening to the discussion of the classmates next to him, it seems that in the last final exam, the original male protagonist's ranking directly dropped to the middle of the grade. Unable to bear the strange looks of others, he applied to the school for transfer and left the class that was shrouded in the aura of Song Mingjiao's academic master.
The original male protagonist did this, which directly pushed the degree of collapse of Song Mingjiao's mission to 80%. Song Mingjiao no longer focused on his defeated opponent.
He just didn't do as the task required. He didn't keep sticking to the original male protagonist, tutoring him, and encouraging him. That person became so psychologically fragile that he broke down and retreated.
Who can be blamed?
I am just a waste.
*
For all students, the second half of the senior year may be the time that passes the fastest.
Review, exam, and lecture.
It repeats itself over and over again at a very fast pace.
Some people make rapid progress, while others cannot bear the great psychological pressure.
For teachers, students like Song Mingjiao may be the most reassuring. Not only has he always been sitting firmly on the throne of first place in the grade, but his already terrifying scores are also rising steadily.
Moreover, during class, when the teacher was looking at him with Song Mingjiao's serious and knowledge-seeking eyes, and when Song Mingjiao discussed various difficult problems and extensions in the name of asking questions, the teacher's hands writing on the podium became more passionate.
Because the college entrance examination is approaching, the campus forum has gradually become quiet, and only Song Mingjiao, the person at the center of the halo, can bring some discussion back.
[Stop it, stop it! How come your Class 1 average score on the third mock exam is a full 10 points higher than Class 2?! My scores have clearly improved, but my grade ranking has actually regressed!]
You don't know, that top student came back this semester with full fire. As soon as he arrived at school, he was glued to his seat. I had to walk lightly past him, worried about disturbing his studies. In the past few months, few people in our class dared to talk in the classroom!
"Isn't it? That's what a true school bully looks like. Have any of you ever asked that bully for help? I did. He stared at me expressionlessly, that aura—tsk tsk tsk—I was completely afraid to speak. Okay, okay, I know I'm useless. I can't even solve such a simple problem."
[Who among you offended that academic master to unleash this ultimate demon form? Help!]
In this rhythm of tension throughout and occasional relaxation, the annual college entrance examination finally arrived quietly.
For Song Mingjiao, this is not the first time. Moreover, the world he is in now is not even the real world. In fact, it doesn’t matter how he performs in the exam.
But when Song Mingjiao thought about the ending of the story he heard when he first entered this small world, he couldn't treat this college entrance examination as a joke.
Even though with his current level, he was sure to get all the questions right, but Song Mingjiao still sat in the examination room for the entire time. He only put away his pen when the bell rang and waited obediently for the teacher to collect the papers.
When the last exam was over, Song Mingjiao looked out the window of the examination room and could see the sun setting in the sky, with the shadows of flowing data faintly visible.
Song Mingjiao lowered his eyes and stopped looking. He knew that this little world was about to end.
The one who came to pick up Song Mingjiao for the college entrance examination was his brother Song Zhen. He Wen was unlucky and was not assigned to the same examination room as Song Mingjiao. Unfortunately, he missed a very important moment in Song Mingjiao's life.
The afternoon sun in June has begun to show its fierce power.
Song Zhen was outside the examination room, holding a black umbrella and still wearing his formal suit. He took Song Mingjiao, who had just come out, under his umbrella.
"Did you finish the exam?"
"Um."
This is the most common conversation pattern between the two of them these days, concise and without any unnecessary words.
Song Mingjiao's fame is certainly not limited to Class One of No. 1 Middle School. The entire city and even the entire province know the name of this genius.
Many media outlets inquired about Song Mingjiao's examination venue and squatted at the school gate when the exam was over, waiting to interview this talented student.
"Excuse me, Mr. Song, are you confident that you can win the top spot in this province?"
"Student Song, do you have an estimate of your score? How many points can you get in this college entrance examination?"
"Mr. Song, which university and major would you like to apply to?"
The media swarmed in.
But Song Mingjiao remained calm and said nothing.
The boy in the simplest school uniform was firmly protected under an umbrella by another mature man. Only his clean eyebrows and superior profile could be seen flashing in front of the camera.
The bodyguards following behind him coldly stopped all the media, and their presence was even more grand than that of the stars.
*
During these days of waiting for scores, Song Mingjiao felt bored for the first time in a long time.
The system has already reported in his mind that Song Mingjiao had actually already reached the standard to leave the world, but Song Mingjiao still wanted to wait until the results came out before leaving, so as to give himself and this identity a perfect ending.
As for the follow-up patch of the disappearance of "Song Mingjiao", he believed that Song Zhen, who had memories of many lifetimes, must know how to make everything right for him.
Song Mingjiao was too lazy to deal with a lot of cleanup before leaving like he did in the previous world.
As for rankings, this is probably the part you don't need to worry about the least.
As expected, Song Mingjiao didn't even need to check the scores in person. People from the Examination Office and the Admissions Office called Song Mingjiao at the same time.
"742! Young Master, you are so awesome!!"
The most excited person in the entire Song family mansion may not be Song Mingjiao, the person involved, but Uncle Zhao who has always taken care of him.
"Well, it's about what I expected, not surprising."
Song Mingjiao was drinking water calmly, Song Zhen was handling documents seemingly indifferently, and only Uncle Zhao was pacing around the living room excitedly for several times.
"Master, there are so many media outlets out there vying for interviews. Do you want to let any of them in?"
Song Zhen gave the choice to Song Mingjiao: "Mingjiao, what do you think?"
Song Mingjiao shrugged nonchalantly: "No need, it's not a rare thing. Besides, you should know what will happen next."
Song Zhen's eyes darkened, and he closed the computer with his backhand. Uncle Zhao was still confused, with a puzzled look on his face: "What happened?"
Song Zhen took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, Uncle Zhao, you go out first and tell the media. I will handle it later."
"Oh, okay."
There were only Song Mingjiao and Song Zhen left in the room, and the phone had been ringing non-stop since the results were released.
It's obvious who called.
"You're leaving? Disappearing like in my memory?"
Song Mingjiao said "hmm" and put down the cup of water that he had already drunk.
Song Zhen looked very emotionally unstable. This was the first time that Song Mingjiao faced the data flow and dark matter around this person. He was prepared to be locked up just like in the previous world.
But Song Zhen finally let go of his hand and said to Song Mingjiao in a low voice: "You answer the phone, he has been waiting for you for a long time."
This "he" naturally refers to He Wen.
But shouldn't they be rivals in love?
Song Mingjiao tilted his head and asked, "Why?"
Song Zhen had already turned around, ready to leave the living room to the two people: "Baby, because he and I are always the same person. As long as you are happy, I won't stop you from leaving or staying."
Song Mingjiao waited until the living room was quiet again before answering He Wen's call.
The boy probably didn't expect that his call would actually be answered. After all, he had been ignored by Song Mingjiao for an entire semester.
He Wen's voice sounded a little distorted across the phone.
"Are you really leaving?"
Obviously, Song Zhen and He Wen had already discussed their memories of past lives and Song Mingjiao's frequent absences without saying goodbye.
"certainly."
"Then can we meet again? In the next life?"
Song Mingjiao added in his heart that it was not the past life or the present life, but actually just a journey through the world, and they were all just a string of data.
If we say that Song Mingjiao in the first world was indifferent about whether he could see "He Wang" again.
Then Song Mingjiao, who came to this small world, was unusually silent when he heard He Wen's question.
"I have no idea."
He Wen did not give up and continued to ask: "Do you want to see me again in the next life?"
Traveling across the sea of stars and across the world, Song Mingjiao met all kinds of people, and meeting and parting became commonplace.
Apart from the annoying system, there is only this person named He who has been with Song Mingjiao.
I don’t know when it started, but Song Mingjiao has become accustomed to the company of this string of data. He can’t even imagine what the next world would be like if it were full of strangers.
However, the appearance of "He Wen" was something that even the system could not calculate. No one knew during which time travel this string of data could no longer cross the torrent and reach Song Mingjiao.
So Song Mingjiao could only say:
"I have no idea."
But He Wen on the other end of the phone laughed and automatically processed Song Mingjiao's words:
"So Mingjiao, you still want to see me? Baby, I will come, for sure."
Song Mingjiao was upset. After He Wen finished speaking, the transmission channel that had been open for a long time was loaded.
The familiar white light appeared again.
[Congratulations host, you have escaped from World Three.]
The system paused for a moment, and finally revealed its sinister intentions.
[Welcome host, to the real nightmare world - the end of the world. ]
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