2:2 I know your actions, your labor, your patience, and you know that you cannot tolerate wicked people. You have also tried those who call themselves apostles but are not apostles, and they are false.

2:3 You can also endure, and you have worked hard for my name, and are not tired.

2:4 But one thing I want to blame you is that you have abandoned your original love.

2:5 Therefore, remember where you fell, and repent, and do what you did at the beginning.

If you do not repent, I will come to you and move your lampstand from its place.

2:6 But there is one thing you have to do, that is, you hate the actions of the Nicola people, which I hate.

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"You're awake?"

"Ah, I'm awake... The sleep quality of this car is not as good as my sofa. I feel a little headache now..."

"Be patient for a little while, let's talk about the sofa in your house that can be used as a bed? The one that folds."

"Don't mention that anymore, I'll be honest. Then again, where are we now?"

"Downstairs of your house."

"……ah?"

I was slightly stunned and quickly lay down by the car window and looked at the scenery outside.

The apartment building was right in front of me, looking at me from top to bottom with a towering posture, as if mocking my ignorance. In the deep night sky, the lights and lights covered the lights and fires in the sky and turned into a new river of flames.

I just haven't come back for a week, so I feel unfamiliar...or it should be unfamiliar. I haven't even been here for a month, right? But I just feel that a lot of things seem to have happened in this month. If I convert it into a novel, it probably has to have 200,000 to 300,000 words? It's normal to feel tired like this.

But let me go, I don’t want to be the protagonist. It’s so troublesome.

"Hey, since you have arrived, please wake me up earlier? What time is it now?"

"It's four o'clock in the morning. If you're lucky, you might see the rising sun."

"It's not saying your name."

"Um?"

"nothing……"

I sighed deeply.

After the farce is over, we should embark on our own journey home.

The definition of this journey of finding oneself is incorrect from the beginning, so the result is naturally biased.

The writers' meeting was really boring, just a group of people exchanged feelings after having a meal and talking. As for my own problem, I realized it immediately, but things have developed into this way and can only go with the flow.

If you want to say something unexpected about me... it was the incident of Yukishita Yonoki halfway. There was also the butterfly effect that caused Kawasaki to run to my house for a big fuss. To be honest, because I was so annoying, I hadn't contacted anyone this week and had been traveling with Yono everywhere.

But, is it okay if college students are always so idle? It’s not a social internship.

"Are you qualified to say that? A man with a second-year high school student?"

"Although I have said it many times, I still have to ask- you are definitely reading your mind, right?"

"Who knows? But if someone doesn't realize that he still has an audience to talk to himself, then this kind of mind reading that everyone knows is an eternal mystery, right?"

“…I’ll realize it.”

I twisted my head a little embarrassedly.

"My house is still on, who will be there at this time?"

"You'll know if you go in and take a look."

"I'm afraid of being close to home, and I'm afraid of being close to home. And it's not because of you? If it weren't for your phone call, I'd already fallen asleep in my bed. Who do you think it's the fault?"

"Because it's so interesting, I can't help it. Please forgive me~"

"Haha, forgive you!--You think I'll say that?"

"Well...what is the five steak? The last time we went to the store. The steak was super good and it also brought pudding?"

"What's the matter with a pudding when eating steak? But this deal is over. Take Shizuka Hiratsuka with me. She still owes me a ramen and hasn't paid it back. And this time I will definitely knock her, and it's a big deal! It's just a small problem. Why did you get what you are like now? The students today are really disobedient..."

"Hey? Is that true? Haven't you been having trouble there all the time? I've been thinking about it and going around. Even if someone like me is a veteran, I will feel sad when I see it?"

“Roadless race.”

I glared at the woman snickering opposite me, grabbed the coat on my body and opened the car door. The cold night wind suddenly made people feel refreshed. The brain, which was paralyzed by the warmth, turned rapidly like a machine with electricity. All the confused emotions that were wandering around were cleared, leaving only some emotions similar to relief.

"By the way, Yango. I had a dream."

"Hmm? What kind of dream is that?"

"I have forgotten all the specific details, but I vaguely remember that the people I know seem to have appeared in a venue. You, your sister, your sister's friend, my parents, Komachi, Shaxi, everyone is in the venue. It seems that something particularly happy happened, everyone looks full of smiles. But I forgot what happened. But it is indeed a very good dream. Well, a very warm dream."

"...If you want to say that, I actually had a dream."

A gentle smile appeared on Yono's face.

"Everyone has a smile, everyone is in the same synagogue, blessing each other's future and dreams. That is the most important scene in his life, but everyone does their own things and feels a little angry at first. But when they wake up with such a scene and find it's a dream, the feeling of loss is really distressing."

"Hey? Do you remember what happened in your dream?"

"Of course I remember. And because of this, I also decided that I would try to turn that dream into reality. After all, no matter how bad things are, they are much stronger than the current situation. If you don't change, there will be no change. That's it."

"It seems to sound pretty good... Then I won't expect anything hopeful."

"Who knows that kind of thing?"

Yukishita Yono smiled sly, sat in the car and waved his hand to say goodbye to me.

"Then, please give me some advice in the future, Hachiman."

"Please give me some advice... Is there something wrong with your grammar just now?"

"Don't care about that kind of small matter~"

Yango just sat in the car, smiling and waved his hand away. As suddenly as she appeared, she still left so abruptly. I was left alone in a coat standing downstairs, staring at my home with yellow lights in a daze.

In short, it is impossible to escape the disaster.

I exhaled and opened the door with my ID card.

The days ahead are still long. If you escape problems like a child, you will only make things worse. If you have become a high school student, you cannot break up like a junior high school student because you don’t like it, or deliberately avoid others. Others also have their own ideas, and you are also a link in this collective. No one is special, the only difference lies in their added value.

So I will not die here because I have confidence in my added value.

With this awareness, I stepped into the building, walked into the stairs, and opened the door to my home.

“…”

“Ah…” *4

I stared blankly at the girls who were wearing very few clothes in the room, and the nerves in my brain immediately merged together.

Five seconds later.

"Ah! It's my brother! Look, my sisters have good figures, right?"

"Xiao Qi! Why are you back now? Go out quickly! Don't look here!"

"Haman, I'll give you three seconds to get out!"

"What is the emergency call? Someone trespassed in a house..."

"This is my home, okay?!"

Seeing Xue Zhixia holding her sweater and covering her body, I couldn't help but roaring.

Then there was a louder roar from next door.

"What's going on next door? Do you want people to sleep?!"

"sorry……"

In short, although all kinds of things have happened, the days are always moving forward. Sometimes it is not a bad idea to have such a feeling of welfare. As the saying goes, you need to have a soul that discovers beauty, right?
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