There is no record of the friendship between Rosie and Robert Dylan in the official history of the city of Cesina.These two leaders who will share power in the future had a period of inseparable time when they were young. However, this record has disappeared in historical documents, and Rosie’s traces have been completely erased. In the alumni list of Petrov Military Academy, there is noto his name.

But if you ask the students who were in the same class as Rosie back then, no one will forget that bright and flamboyant boy.They all remembered how the man walked towards Robert covered in sunshine, his eyes were as bright as the sunflowers described by Vincent van Gogh, and he held the hand of the last one as the first one.

No one believed that the teenager would be Rosie, the leader of the terrorist organization. Everyone thought it was just a duplicate name.Because he is too warm and beautiful to be a cold leader.

In the Magic Sea system, the angles of light and shadows slowly changed, and the sun climbed to the mid-heaven.Rosie and Robert were the first couple to submit the list. Robert had just written his name on the list when Rosie took his shoulders and patted him affectionately:

"Walk away, I go to the dormitory with you. While others have not on the registration list, how about the first bedside?"

"Why is it the window?" Robert frowned, and he was not used to such a social distance.

"You can see the scenery by the window, and it's convenient to sneak out for training in the middle of the night." Rosie blinked, her eyes flashing with anticipation, "Don't you want to get A in every class? I heard that the military academy offers a lot of scholarships.”

Before Robert could answer, Rosie picked up his luggage with one hand and threw it over her shoulders together with her backpack. She looked like a flimsy vase, but she ran fast with the big and small bags hanging on her. "I'll help you get it."Luggage, let's go!"

Fifteen-year-old Rosie is still in the stage of overenthusiasm, just out of the small world of the orphanage, as if entering the sea, seeing everything novel and wishful thinking.He hastily identified the last Robert as weak, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't need his assistance.

Robert Dylan was born in a typical wealthy family. His father's family has been in business for generations, and his mother's family has been in politics for decades.No matter which path Robert chooses in the future, he only needs to reach out to have sufficient resources in his hands, and he can step on the Tower of Babel made of pure gold.In Rosie's eyes, the generous scholarship is not worth half a day's expenses for Robert.

He should have been studying at the top institution in Cecil, and the reason why he fell to this military school was because he and his family had a bad trouble.Robert refused to inherit his father's traditional manufacturing enterprise and insisted on his own portal, so he was forcibly sent to the Peter Rove Military Academy by the annoying father, saying that he wanted to "wash your brain full of mathematical formulas."

Of course, Robert's ambition was different from Rosie's. He calmly looked at the overly lively boy with disdain.But he doesn't hate the strong, since this military academy is full of simple-minded people, he can barely accept the number one among them as a partner.

What's more, Robert had to admit that the man looked pleasing to the eye, which had nothing to do with gender or appearance, but with aura.Rosie's innate temperament is like a thriving plant in the sun, bathing in the breeze, absorbing dew, without the care and love of the gardener, it blooms full of flowers in an instant when no one is paying attention, and the bright petals are heart-wrenching.

In the eyes of Deng Huailing and Rose who were on the sidelines, this kind of Rosie is more like the period of bionics, with a bright color jumping on the innocent background.Ten years later, Rosie put all these together and threw them away, shedding the color of an idealist and turning into a sharp sword light.

The dormitory was full of dust, Rosie smiled and ran to the bed by the window, threw Robert's luggage on the upper bunk, rolled wantonly on the lower bunk, then turned over and sat up, opened the backpack and packed the luggage.He was busy below, but Robert on the upper bunk was silent, and Rosie climbed up the ladder, revealing a pair of eyes from the edge of the bed:

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you want me to help?"

Robert was sitting on the bed, opened the notebook and knocked the code to modify the procedure of the initial housekeeping bionic people.This is the main product of the company registered. Although the company has not been established by his father, the company has not yet established it, but it can be regarded as commercial secrets.

He gave Rosie a cold look, and turned the laptop screen to the inside to prevent Rosie from seeing the data on it."Thank you. But you don't have to."

Rosie said "Oh" and was not disappointed. She still rolled her eyes and said enthusiastically, "Let me know if you need help. I'm always there." Then she jumped off the ladder understandingly and left Robert her private space.

Robert didn't answer, and tapped the keyboard with his fingertips quickly, blocking Rosie as an external disturbance.The courses at the military academy are extremely full, and he must seize all his spare time to complete his invention, obtain a patent, set up a company, and look for angel investors.

When he concentrated on working, other students in the same dormitory came in and packed the bed noblely.Military academy dormitories are different from ordinary schools and are closer to the military camp. It is common for dozens of students to share a dormitory. I am afraid that noise will wait for everyone to go to bed to disappear.

Robert frowned and endured the noise, but the noise suddenly subsided. He raised his eyes, saw Rosie walking out of the dormitory surrounded by everyone, and turned his head to give him a thumbs up.

He vaguely remembered that it was Rosie who took the lead in booing, asking anyone who had the guts to challenge him, and a group of people went to the training ground to fight one-on-one.The dormitory became extremely empty in an instant, leaving luggage all over the floor.

Rosie stayed on the training ground until late afternoon, giving Robert a few precious hours alone.When the sun was setting, Robert walked out of the dormitory and found Rosie who was alone on the golden roof.

The long -haired teenager's forehead was wet with sweat, lying lazily on the guardrail, and chewing energy with mineral water with great energy.

Robert walked over and leaned on the fence: "Why don't you eat with that group?"

"I hate crowded places." Rosie said something that surprised Robert.He raised his head and gulped down his saliva, with a lost look in his eyes, "A place full of people always makes me feel...someone will suddenly kick me, pull my hair and make me kneel on the ground, making fun of and insulting me at will."

He sighed, "I know that few people can be my opponent now, but this is the memory of my childhood, and I can't change it. I can force myself to stay in the crowd, but it doesn't take long to get breathable. It sounds like it sounds. It sounds like it is likeIsn't it a bit stupid? "

Robert stared at Rosie for a moment without answering her question.He was silent for a while, and this time he said a little more sincerely, "Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Rosie turned her head.

"I know you sent them off on purpose," said Robert. "You couldn't guess what I was doing, but you helped me anyway."

"Ah, this," Rosie was taken aback for a moment, he obviously didn't take this little effort to heart, and turned his head and forgot, "mere trifle, you are my partner. I said earlier that you can ask me for help if you need anything."

He generously patted Robert on the shoulder, broke off the energy bar in his hand, handed half to the other party, and smiled, "Then we are friends now?"

Robert hesitated, took half of the energy bar: "Yes."

"Come on then," Rosie raised her energy bar and bumped into each other cheerfully. "To our friendship!"

The pure smile on his face is very contagious, his translucent eyes are dotted with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the depths of his pupils seem to be burning with flames.Touched by the new life, Robert laughed too, and toasted Rosie.

The two quickly ate the energy bar, pointed at the food residue at the corner of each other's mouth and laughed, pushing and shoving each other.The distance between each other shortened instantly, Robert stopped smiling, and asked casually:

"So, did you lose at the training ground this afternoon?"

"How is it possible?" Rosie replied immediately, with a rather smug expression, "I can't lose whoever loses. Even if Rexon Gracie, the god of jujitsu, is resurrected, I can still draw with him!"

His serious bragging made Robert laugh again, and Rosie held back for a moment before she couldn't help snorting.

The laughter startled the flock of birds, and countless wild geese fluttered across the setting sun, gliding under the radiation barrier of Cesina City. The two teenagers faced the bright red sunset, and their side-by-side shadows were stretched long.

Rosie put her arms around Robert's shoulders, stared at the sunset and said softly, "You are the first friend I made. I believe you will be a very good partner, and we will have a good time getting along."

Afterwards, they really had a pleasant juvenile time, and the combination of extraordinary skill and intelligence made them invincible in the courses of the military academy.Rosie usually took over the assault task of two-person combat, and Robert leisurely tapped the keyboard in the safe area, hacking the communication channels of dozens of other partners, and pointing out the way forward for Rosie.

All classes on partnering are filled with complaints about these two geniuses.Rosie and Robert attract so much animosity that whenever there's a rivalry between the partners for schoolwork, it's always welcome.

For example, in the classroom of sand table deduction, there are always no less than ten students around the sand table of the two, gloating and watching their civil war.Robert has a serious expression and advances with a meticulous layout, while Rosie yawns wildly while waiting for the other party to think, sleepy and confused, but can repeatedly make strange moves.

The onlookers gradually understood that even though both of them are geniuses, there is still a gap between geniuses.It stands to reason that it should be deduced by Robert's dominant sand table, and it always ends in Rosie's victory. That innocent and harmless boy is as cunning as a sand fox on the battlefield, as if he was born to belong to this ferocious field.

"Whoever becomes your enemy in the future will probably not be able to sleep all night." Robert said to Rosie after a sand table deduction failed.

"It won't be you anyway, so what are you worried about?" Rosie said with a smile, "These tactics are all used to protect Cesina City. To protect Cesina is to protect you."

Fifteen-year-old Rosie never imagined that none of his vows had been fulfilled.At that time, he was still too young and energetic to understand a sad truth-don't make a wish to the sunset.