Although there is also greening, the entire building block is too monotonous and looks very shabby and cannot match the high school.

"This place is still the same as before." Looking at the familiar building complex, Kamiya Miya was somewhat commemorating his life at Yuchaxi Middle School.

Yoko Nakano on the side also sighed:

"Yes, at that time I was envious of high school life. I dreamed of going to high school. But when I got to high school, I realized that high school life was not pink at all."

Although there are few homework and abundant club activities, so what?

Everything is just the product of false ‘happy education’.

If you want to go to college, you must have a skill and must take into account your studies.

The heavy cram school was originally a club activity where fun gradually turned into a burden, and it was almost impossible to see the future of tomorrow.

To be honest, if she really wants to let Yoko Nakano choose, she would rather return to the central part of the country.

That was the real happiness, unlike now, who worked hard to go to school

Kitagawaji is never a person who likes to watch the atmosphere. When Yoko Nakano was still remembering the past, he quickly glanced at the surrounding situation and asked simply: "Where is the small warehouse in the past?"

"I still have some impression of the specific direction. Come with me." Kamiya Mian consciously began to lead the way in front.

They walked on a remote path.

This path has not been repaired for a long time, but it can still be seen that Yuchaxi Middle School also spent a lot of effort to expand the National Middle School campus.

Several people continued to walk deeper.

"It's there." Kamiya Miya pointed his hand forward.

There is a prohibited entry sign in front.

At the same time, it is a pull-up iron fence.

Through the erected iron fence, Kitakawa Temple saw several bare warehouses behind it.

The two warehouses that were connected in the past should be the size of two classrooms. Due to the funding issue of Yuchaxi Middle School, it has been left here and there is no extra manpower and material resources to tear it down.

There were obvious construction marks on the ground next to it, but it felt like it was removed after only halfway through.

Kitakawaji stood outside the fence, looking at his eyes.

Under a blue sky, two connected warehouses stood in place like old people in twilight. The metal rolling gates were already rusty, and it was obvious that time was blowing against them by the rain and wind.

These two warehouses are like two isolated islands.

An indescribable sense of death seems creepy and chilling from this.

Kitagawa Temple looked quietly, and he looked for a long time before moving his eyes away.

He turned around again.

At some point, the scenery around Kitagawa Temple had been swallowed up by the darkness, and the call of Miku Kamiya and Yoko Nakano gradually faded away.

The picture in front of you is flowing.

The final scenery is frozen.

In the dark night, someone carrying something tiptoed to these two particularly remote warehouses.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Kitakawaji saw the other person's appearance clearly.

He was a middle-aged man, not tall, looked a little short, and looked gentle and peaceful.

It's Tuya Yuan!
Chapter completed!