[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

The 17th floor of the inpatient department at night is always gloomy.

In the dark night, the boundless ink is smeared heavily on the sky, and there is not even the twilight of the stars.There was a heavy fog outside the window, the wind was cool, the shadows were thick, and the light was dim.After sending away two well-meaning people who came to visit, I hung up three more bottles of water, briefly ate some porridge from the nurse, and then continued to lie on the hospital bed in a daze.

The outer corridor of the single ward was pitch black, and even the sound of footsteps disappeared.There are few people on this floor itself, there are probably only a few sporadic two people standing guard at the nurse station in the lobby 800 meters away.

I tried to lift my arm, but it still hurts faintly.The nerve pain piercing into the bone marrow spread all over my body, so I had to give up this bold move and move my sight to mid-air again.

At this time of day, there will always be crackling noises from the next door, which can be heard endlessly, similar to the noise of marbles hitting the wall.In the quiet night, such an obvious movement became extremely noisy, especially after it lasted for 5 minutes, it turned into a thumping sound on the wall.

The knocking continued for a while, then stopped again.I rubbed my eyes and felt a little sleepy. Just as I was about to turn off the lamp beside the bed, I heard a heavy thumping sound in my ears again.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom"

"Boom-boom-boom-"

"Boom--boom--"

"Boom"

... What the hell, the knocking is quite rhythmic.

Throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed, I lazily hooked up the slippers that had been kicked to the bottom of the cabinet, put on a coat casually, and walked out while yawning.Then suddenly remembered something, turned back to the bed and put the phone and charging plug in his pocket and took them away.

There was no light in the dark corridor, only a few wisps of yellowish shadows in the glass of the door panel of the next ward.The cold draft passed between the legs of the pajamas, stirring up a bunch of bristling hairs.

Rubbing the back of my cold hand, I unscrewed the metal doorknob of 1702.As soon as the door was pushed open thirty degrees, a crisp and soft child's voice floated through the layers of air.Although the tone is calm and there is even a slight suspicion of pretending to be cool, it is still betrayed by the immature milk voice, which fully demonstrates the identity of the speaker.

——"You woke up at ten o'clock this morning, but you didn't wake up naturally. Someone called you... This person should be your elder or teacher. He wears shoes with heels, likes to drink milk, and carries chocolate with him. Maybe A little high blood sugar. Kendo master, left-legged, unmarried, no more than 25 years old... Oh, he likes you."

The little boy sitting in front of the bed raised his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders pretending to be old-fashioned: "Obviously, when I mentioned his marriage situation, your pupils shrank for a moment, which means that you are a little concerned. Of course, during the period again Another suitor of yours, a good family, high school or college classmates, but you must have known each other before this... It seems that I have hit the mark again."

"...Just as long as you are happy." I closed the door smoothly to cut off the chilly night wind outside.

Maybe my performance didn’t give him a sense of accomplishment. The boy stared at him unhappily, and the speed of his speech was several times faster: “You drank corn rib soup at night and used peach-flavored toothpaste. Do you feel bad? Okay, so you blocked a certain contact, and he didn't notice your unblocking at all, so you are even more angry..."

He reacted belatedly in the middle of the speech, froze for a moment, then closed his mouth obediently, and quietly glanced at me from the corner of his eye.

"Correct me a little bit." I sat helplessly by the bed, "I don't feel angry, how should I put it, I'm probably just a little disappointed."

"Hey... It's really difficult for female college students to understand." The child who was a kid seriously uttered a few words, picked up the "Study of Scarlet Words" that he had put on the bedside, and did not forget to complain, " In short, the newly released Detective Conan movie version is not good-looking, and the reasoning in some places is too blunt.”

"Ugh."

I just want to sigh.

But he looked up: "Bailixi, help me take out the notebook in the drawer and turn to page six."

"Please do it yourself... OK, don't look at me so wronged, okay?"

"With my current posture, it takes five steps to hold the notebook, but you only need three. Besides, I am thinking, and you will interrupt."

"May I ask who stayed up late at night and knocked on the wall to call a girl with a severed arm over? Wait... You can't just let me take the notebook!"

"Almost." The boy nodded, looking away indifferently.

I twitched the corners of my mouth violently, stared at the gauze wrapped around his forehead for a long time, and then exhaled slowly, regaining my usual indifference: "To be honest, one of us has lost a hand and the other has a brain, it's almost like a handicapped alliance."

"..." The boy choked for a moment, and twitched his eyelids unobtrusively.

Resigned to his fate, he took out the notebook, and thoughtfully helped him put it in the most appropriate position, and turned to the sixth page.With sharp eyes, I discovered that this was a hand-drawn floor plan of a hospital, and every escape route was marked with red lines.

"You want to slip?" I gestured to escape, probably because the posture was a bit silly, so I found obvious disgust in the boy's eyes.

He rubbed his forehead, and shook his head after a while: "No. Can you please use your brain to think, don't always act like you haven't graduated from kindergarten."

I was hit hard: "..."

The boy who doesn't look like a junior high school student still has a soft milk voice, which caused his curse words to not arouse my anger, so I quickly forgave him.I went up to look at the thick cowhide book along the top of his jet-black hair, and naturally put my arm on his shoulder.

The boy's body froze for a few seconds. After a while, he slowly relaxed his muscles. He subconsciously moved away and muttered, "So you want to help?"

"I will." I nodded, lowered my head and focused on the picture, "What should I do next?"

"When you have eliminated the impossibles, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth." The boy with an inscrutable expression answered the question.

I took a deep breath and almost choked to death.After coughing for a long time, he stared at the other party silently with drooping dead fish eyes. After noticing his expectant expression, his face twitched, and he felt a little pain in his stomach.

"Uh, wow! Why are you so powerful! I've never seen such a cheeky cough... such a smart and awesome boy!"

The junior high school boy leaning in front of the disinfected pillow erected his notebook to block the corners of his lips that were proud of himself, and after a few seconds, he quickly flattened his lips, and his expression returned to normal: "Hmph, it's good that you know."

Huh, I finally got away with it.

A drop of sweat dripped from my head, and I casually looked at the wall clock on the wall: "By the way, I heard that you have a sister before, do you mind telling me about her?"

He fell silent suddenly, and just stared at it quietly with those black and blue eyes, as if he had accumulated countless complex and indescribable emotions.The gradually misty pupils were filled with flocculent water droplets, which seemed to pour out in the next second.

He opened his mouth, as if about to say something.

"Crack-"

The door opened.

The person who came opened the door and took a step, and the calm and always arrogant face emerged and handed it to this side.I looked up and happened to meet his violet eyes.

I didn't speak to him for a while.

"Why are you here?" The little boy's tone was full of disgust, he lifted the quilt and sat up straight uncomfortably, his jaw tensed, showing a defensive posture, "running vigorously, just came out of the air-conditioned room, didn't eat dinner, High-speed rail? No...Airplanes, temporary flights, first-class cabins, what made you change your mind when you were originally reluctant...Maybe you saw the news on Moments or Twitter, which means you know her."

I glanced at the boy who was babbling and analyzing with dead fish eyes, and sighed: "College classmate."

Asano Xuehide, who was still panting slightly, put his hands in his pockets calmly, his eyes fell on the black-haired girl's arm in plaster, and his mood became more and more mixed.He simply looked away, and his voice was indifferent, as if he was out of sight: "The circle of friends forwarded the news that she was hospitalized, so I came by."

The boy sitting on the hospital bed sneered: "Really, it's really a drop in."

"Anyway, I'm going to see you, and I happen to be in the same hospital." The young man didn't seem to want to explain too much, he folded his arms around his chest, and his short light orange hair was slightly shaken by the wind blowing from the window.

"Then you've seen it, you can go back now."

I looked around and had a speculation in my mind: "...are you brothers?"

"No."

"Distant relatives."

The answer that sounded at the same time made both of them stunned. The boy curled his lips and rolled his eyes.The young man probably didn't bother to pay attention to him, he just snorted coldly, his eyes fell on me again, and he signaled with his calm crystal purple pupils: "How long will you stay here?"

"Then two or three weeks." I didn't want to linger on this topic for too long.

The orange-haired boy pursed his lips tightly, turned his face away, and said with a venomous tongue as always: "Really... It seems that I won't be able to catch up with the start of school, so stupid, I will break my arms and legs at every turn."

... Asano-san, maybe you have misunderstood me? ?

Before I could speak, another person spoke up first: "Oh, cousin, Tsundere characters are no longer popular these days."

"Isn't that good?" The boy firmly denied, "I'm just telling the truth."

The boy agreed without hesitation: "Well, you didn't."

"Shut up Ji Bei! You are too noisy!" He tried his best to maintain his indifferent expression, and threw a sentence at someone in a deep and forceful voice.

"I became angry from embarrassment, and my face turned red."

"It's just dilation of the capillaries in the face, have you ever studied biology?"

"Hey, Bailixi." The little boy suddenly called out, in an extremely disdainful tone, "Don't believe this man's nonsense, Asano Xuexiu is arrogant and selfish, and he is definitely not a suitable person for a relationship. Instead of looking for He might as well be with the redhead today."

"..." I was speechless.Are kids today a bit too precocious?

"Red hair?"

Regardless of the sarcasm, the young man frowned and took a few steps forward: "Akashi? He's here too?"

The sudden shortening of the distance made me a little uncomfortable, and I blinked blankly, wanting to retreat in a hurry.

But the other party didn't give me a chance.

Asano Xuexiu suddenly reached out and grabbed my uninjured arm, lowered his head expressionlessly and flicked my forehead vigorously with the other hand, making a bang sound.

"Stay away from that guy," he said. "It's too obvious that Akashi Seijuro has bad intentions. He is very bad. You have to be careful."

I want to die laughing.

The corners of my eyes twitched, I covered my forehead and immediately asked tentatively: "So, what should I do?"

The young man raised his chin as a matter of course, smiled conceitedly and innocently, his shallow dimples emerged, and was full of ridicule: "Nonsense, of course..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he got stuck. The meaning of being cut off in the middle cannot be clearly explained.

"?"

"It's nothing."

He didn't even think about it himself, he patronized diss Akashi, and completely forgot how to answer the second half of the sentence.Besides, how should I tell her that the original sentence that I almost blurted out at the beginning is actually like this——

"Of course... stay away from him and approach me"

This is ridiculous.

The author has something to say:

Then ask:

—— "Does Bailixi know that he has an inexplicably huge harem?"

(The following people are based on the principle of voluntary answering, not mandatory, some are purely here to join in the fun)

Orihara Rinya: Hmm... am I a member?

Sakata Gintoki: It's really enviable.

Natsume Takashi: I probably don’t know.

Saiki Kusuo: Clearly.

Hibari Kyoya: Oh.

Asano Xuexiu: She has a knack for pretending to be stupid.

Akashi Seijuro: I like her.

Zhang Yunmu: ...It must be because of the presence of such people upstairs that this situation occurred.