81 The Most Perfect Chapters_2

They are in joy.

Even though some of them have been replaced by Ulysses, the others seem completely unaware, or perhaps they simply don't care.

What they care about is only their own melody.

Hewinia watched for a moment, then continued forward.

Very soon, she stepped onto the mountain path she had walked countless times over the past two months.

Passing through melodies and snowstorms, she once again stood in front of the old tree adorned with wind chimes.

Ulysses waited for her under the tree, a gentle smile on his face as always.

The only difference was that the dormitory administrator named Anita was no longer by his side.

Hewinia continued forward until she was standing right in front of him.

"Hewinia, take a seat." Ulysses pointed to the chair before her, "Have some tea."

Hewinia sat down, looking at the tea that had already been poured before her.

But unlike before, this tea had already gone cold.