Chapter: 34
Aurora thought for a while and said:
"Theoretically, you can be admitted to any university, but I haven't taken the entrance exam, so I'm not sure about the specific scope of the questions.
"Rosell is really harmful, hey, this is also a good thing..."
Undoubtedly, the unified entrance examination for colleges and universities was created during the reign of Emperor Roselle, and it has continued until now.
Aurora suddenly remembered something, looked at Lumian, smiled and asked:
"Why didn't you go to the tavern to make up a story today?"
"I'm not really an alcoholic." Lumian shook the magazine in his hand, "Reading books at home is also a good way of entertainment."
And it can also make me feel calm and relaxed... He added silently in his heart.
Aurora nodded, looked at Lumian's corner and said:
"Why do you sit so far away? Are you pretending to be pitiful, weak, and helpless?
"Come here, reading at night requires good light, otherwise it will hurt your eyes."
There are so many strange words in Aurora... Although I can understand the meanings of the three words "poor", "weak", and "helpless", they are very strange when put together, unlike It's a normal usage... Lumian has long been used to Aurora's behavior, so he picked up the chair and came to the desk.
In front of the bright desk lamp, he and Aurora read books quietly, chatting a few words from time to time.
The sound of breathing, the sound of pages turning, and the occasional night wind blowing outside the window are soothing and peaceful.
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After exchanging good night with Aurora, Lumian returned to his room.
He took off his coat, still hung it on the back of the chair, and didn't try to bring the "scepter" card to the bed.
This is to avoid arousing Aurora's suspicion, after all, my sister said that she will always take care of him.
Lumian was about to take a step towards the bed, but suddenly his heart moved and he stopped.
He rolled his eyes, and adjusted the chair that was usually placed obliquely to face the window.
Then he got into bed and extinguished the kerosene lamp on the side cabinet.
After falling asleep normally, after an unknown amount of time, Lumian jolted suddenly and regained consciousness.
He saw the bedroom filled with light gray mist again.
Lumian, who was already mentally prepared, looked around calmly and found one thing:
The chair that I purposely straightened before going to bed was still tilted in the dream, maintaining the previous appearance.
In other words, the bedroom in the dream does not strictly correspond to reality. It may come from the deepest impression of my subconscious... Although I don't know what this means, Lumian thinks it is a point to remember.
He came to the window, put his hands on the table, and looked outside.
The mountain peak composed of brownish-red stones and reddish-brown soil, as well as the circles of collapsed buildings surrounding it came into his eyes again.
It's dead quiet here.
Time passed quickly, and after hesitating for a while, Lumian finally made up his mind: