[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

The bangs on the forehead were gently brushed away, and something warm was attached to the cheek, rubbing against the skin rustlingly.Then he pulled the quilt up again and stuffed it carefully. Someone held the cold fingertips, and the familiar and bright red was vaguely reflected in front of the white quilt.

The aftereffects of general anesthesia are very serious. I don't know how long I slept.

When you close your eyes, you can see the red leaves that seem to be burning. Is it a dream or reality?

The leaves are flying all over the sky, and the past days are displayed one by one from the veins, and then the surging river rolls around the boulders, countless suns continue to perform the rising and setting of the sun, day and night change, day and night are reversed, and there are blurred and clear figures passing by there, The sound of every word that punishes the heart penetrates the soul and reaches the heart.

[Why, Baili]

[Can't even tell the truth?]

[You treat me as if you said you like me, then believe me]

[Never deceive yourself to live honestly]

What are you afraid of?

Yourself.

what will you do?

hurt them.

what should you do

I do not know.

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Someone is turning the pages of a book with the light behind them.

The bright hair was sprinkled with layers of gold powder by the sun, which was a bit dazzling, and the eyes of the same color were like gems, as if they were placed at the bottom of a precious wooden box, and a thick velvet red cushion was laid under it.

The light coming in from the window also refracts the rose-like pupils into different degrees of deep or light crimson due to the angle change. Vibrant color.

Too eye-catching boy.

Opening my eyes in a daze, I subconsciously held the palm of the person in front of me. The boy's slender and well-knit fingers could faintly touch small calluses, which were traces of years of exercise.He closed the book in his hand and placed it in front of the cabinet. The hard cover was engraved with "Mountain Sound".

The boy obediently handed over his other hand, and tightly grasped my fingertips.The backlit face has sharp edges and corners, the handsome facial features can only be seen roughly, the hanging straight bridge of the nose is extraordinarily three-dimensional through the sculpture of light and shadow, the outer tip of the protruding eyes is like the wings of a butterfly, causing countless waves with a light blink.

Intuitively, I raised my eyes and said, "Akashi."

The slender eyelashes trembled in subtle traces, and the shimmer fell on the bright red hair. He lowered his head, revealing the beautifully curved nape of his neck, which was usually covered by soft hair, and his eyes opened wide. A soft and bright light trail.

Such a calm and gentle side is really rare, and the proud man who left the altar is just a simple and pure 20-year-old boy.

Some people always say that one is considered an adult at eighteen, even a young man, but I still prefer to be called a teenager. College students who have not yet reached society are still pure, bright, high-spirited, and they are still children.

Boys who are overrated are always arrogant, such as Asano Xuexiu and Akashi Seijuro, while being admired by everyone, they are also feared. They have almost no friends who can make friends. They are lonely and enjoy loneliness. Victory Like breathing, eager to be defeated by someone.

So when they let go of their arrogance and aloofness, their expressions at that moment must be soft.

How fortunate to have your favor.

How unfortunate, break my heart.

Akashi didn't know what the person in front of him was thinking, he turned his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the red marks left on the black-haired girl's cheeks. strength.

He blinked, his eyes darkened, and then he noticed the tiny blood scab on the side of the girl's neck, his face remained unchanged: "Are you okay?"

"...Ah, um."

The girl was leaning on the thick pillow in the hospital ward, looking a little weak and not in good spirits, but her black eyes were still shining brightly, and the light in the center of the pupils was like life flowing in the dark night.When she tilted her head and looked at herself with some doubts, she looked more and more like a silly little squirrel.

Ah, this girl seems to be wearing only a hospital gown.

Just as he was thinking, before this charming thought had time to get out of his mind, it was cut off by the cold words from behind——

"Are you a pervert?"

The originally gentle boy was startled for a moment, his face turned cold in an instant, he looked back, and glanced at the boy standing in front of the balcony with his arms crossed with his raised eyes.

The expressions of both of them were a little dark, and their eyes seemed to be intentional or unintentional, and they crossed each other for a while.Instinctively, Akashi Seijuro disliked this guy who was [-]% similar to himself, even if he had seen it many times.

Saiki Kusuo clearly knows the diss from the person in front of him. After all, his ability lies here, and he must hear it if he doesn't want to hear it.Only at this time do I feel that the germanium ring really has meaning, it can block the heart sounds of some passers-by, A, B, C, and purify the soul.

The corner of his mouth curled down, showing three points of disgust.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and the two teenagers in front of the window and in front of the bed had already ended their emotional leaks in the blink of an eye, and stared at the troublemaker on the hospital bed with deep eyes, both helpless and tired.

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Suddenly being looked at by two pairs of serious eyes at the same time feels a little creepy, especially when those two people are still silent, with an expression of "ah, you can figure it out", wishing to draw the winner immediately.

what is this?big triangle? ?The legendary Shura field of love and hatred? ? ?help!

I looked at this and then that, and the illusion of being drowsy at first disappeared completely. I stared at my round eyes with a dazed look on my face: "By the way... who of you is willing to help me up?"

As soon as the words fell, the red-haired boy who was closest to him moved.He held my waist carefully, and his warm palms stuck to the back through the thin fabric, a little itchy.As long as you lower your eyelids, you can clearly see the side face, with a few strands of short hair brushing against your cheeks, and the breath that is close at hand blows towards your face.

"Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately."

"Promise me not to move until the injury is healed?"

"Ah."

Immediately, I quickly caught a small "tss". The speaker leaned against the curtain, leaning against the light, his slender figure was far away, but his grape purple eyes were full of disdain.

...How should I put it, the anger is obvious, Dad!Do you think that people don't know that you are losing your temper when you have no expression on your face?Is it okay to keep your indifferent style? Do you have to do this kind of thing that destroys your image? !

Looking back, even the person next to him pursed his lips and said nothing, and pulled the quilt unhappily, looking over with red eyes, inexplicably writing about the grievance that was about to overflow.

What?

Let me confirm, the two guests, one is Seijuro Akashi, the president of the student council who is famous at C University, and the other is Kusuo Saiki, who has a super power and hates trouble, right?Did you recognize the wrong person?Are the older children who are making trouble here really a group of male college students who claim to be calm and invincible?

So I'm the one who should be angry, bastard!Do you want the patient to have a good rest?I'm busy trying to persuade fights all day without burning my brain!

The corner of my mouth twitched, I stared at the ceiling with my dead fish eyes open for a while, and let out a breath of foul air after a long time: "Anyway, for my sake... can you two live in peace for a while?"

After a long silence, someone finally spoke.

"We're...peaceful."

...you two are teaming up to make me laugh.

However, at this moment, the door of the ward suddenly opened, and the boy's clear and gentle voice sounded before he was seen—

"Baili, there's your courier downstairs, I'll get it for you..." The light-haired boy with his head sticking out has a docileness that no one else can match, and his hair color is so shiny that it shines when the sun shines, not so much light brown. Or chestnut, it is better to be regarded as a golden yellow.

The handsome face of the boy holding the bouquet and the pink roses reflected each other, childish yet full of vitality, as delicate as a girl.As soon as he stepped into the door, he happened to meet the weird atmosphere inside, and after being stunned for a long time, he made a foolish voice: "Hey."

I silently stared at the bouquet of pink roses in his hand, and slowly raised my right hand to cover my face: "...Thank you."

This is wonderful, the three of you really didn't make an appointment in advance to come to the hospital for a meeting, right? It's fine if you have the same voice, can you stop being so tacit in this regard? Hey——

Natsume Takashi obviously didn't understand the current tense situation very well, which also accidentally destroyed the atmosphere that was just about to explode, and played a moderating role.He held up the bouquet and inserted it into the vase in a ignorant manner. While fiddling with the branches and leaves, he carefully looked around from the corner of his eye, and tentatively said, "Well...here is a message card for Baili, do you want to take it?"

"Probably wishing for health or something." I took advantage of the situation to smooth things over, and asked casually, "Who is the sender? What did you write?"

"It says [To the savior Baili, I heard that you have done another good deed. It seems that you are moving towards your goal. I wish you a speedy recovery—your ex-boyfriend Xiao Linlin]?" Originally, it was still a declarative sentence The boy who was reading became quieter and quieter, and finally died down, looking over blankly and helplessly.

I fell into silence again, and buried my face deeply in the palm of my right hand: "..."

Indifference is my last stubbornness.