[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

[She was discharged from the hospital that day

send me a message

I'm busy getting ready for an evening date

and love poems written in belly

Thought she was playing around as usual

It'll be fine in three or two days.

but she didn't

I forgot what she used to say

inexplicable pain in the body

I also forgot her stubborn temper

I didn't think of it either

Just such an ordinary summer and autumn evening

She put on a white shirt that I'm familiar with

never came back]

Zhang Yunmu paused for a moment with his fingertips, and his brown eyes seemed to glance over these old texts inadvertently, then slowly moved away after a few seconds, and settled in the beautifully decorated gourd-shaped shallow pool in the yard again.A few red-tailed goldfish wagged their tails and dived under the algae, enjoying a leisurely life eating fish food.

"You and he both drew the same person."

"Well, I didn't think of that before."

"Really?" Seiichi Yukimura turned his gaze to the outside of the corridor. The two-foot-diameter natural granite in the courtyard was covered with dew, and it always looked wet. There were several plants around it that could not be distinguished whether it was heron grass or plowshare grass. The small wild flowers in the garden quietly bloom sporadic flowers in late spring.

"Although it's a different feeling, I have to admit that Suede's fame deserves to be so exaggerated."

"It's just a different style."

The sight of the purple-haired young man was half blocked by the red pine in the yard, and he could only see the mountain white bamboo clumps at its roots.

Zhang Yunmu sighed, stretched her body a little, dangling her long sleeves and moved two or three steps down the veranda. The colorful painting happened to appear in her field of vision: hanging in the most conspicuous position of the entire exhibition hall, burning The bright flames and the dots of five-color light constitute a brilliant background.A ray of flame dragged its long tail to the distance, and the blue lacquer relief painting on a white background did not hesitate to paint the protagonist in the center of the painting.Drawing her long hair, delicate little face, and bright sunny grin makes the overall picture look bright and amazing, and joy and hope are naturally born in my heart.

"It's obviously the same protagonist in comparison, but I look a lot worse." Her tone dropped, and she unconsciously looked towards the left wall, where there was also a huge painting.

Different from another person's profligate color strokes, the background of this one is entirely composed of pitch-black night.The horizontal beams protruding from the darkness and the thin vertical beams are overlooking the city streets. The top of the long white tower blends into the neon palace, and the girl with black hair stands on the top, standing in the sky of the whole city. above.She was looking down through the clouds, her expressionless expression was vaguely melancholy and arrogant, and she seemed inaccessible.

"You're underestimating yourself by saying that. In my opinion, every stroke is neat and uncluttered. The dynamic movement speed is obvious, but it is always moving and uncluttered. There is no fragmentation or incompleteness in the picture..." Yukimura stopped talking and smiled. He looked at the wall clock in the middle of the hall, "It's time, let's go."

"Yes, there will be more people soon."

Zhang Yunmu regained his strength and walked across the small bridge in the courtyard.The main entrance of the Municipal Art Museum opened, and the first group of spectators eager to enjoy the surprise entered through the door and rushed towards this side.There are security guards and patrolmen directing the crowd to diverge from side to side in the yard by the bridge and in the yard. The men and women gathered here, they come here only to enjoy the once-in-a-century cooperation scene.

——An art exhibition co-organized by the three most famous living painters.

From time to time, the crowd let out all kinds of meaningless admiration, and passed by the works of the self-art exhibition one by one.Some people raised their cameras and took pictures endlessly, while others stood admiringly for a long time without saying a word.

The other protagonist of this art exhibition, Xueda, is accepting endless interviews from reporters at the main entrance of the art museum. He replied in a good-tempered manner, and expressed his most sincere anger at the fact that the other two left their stalls and ran away. Feelings.

"Hmph." Keigo Atobe looked at this scene with his hands folded across his chest, and shook his head unavoidably, "Not a gorgeous man."

Sighing so, he stepped into the verandah.Suddenly, the crowds from east, west, north, south seemed to have left the wide main path and the pool area at once, and they all gathered under the slender corridor, making it difficult to walk in an instant.The passing crowd moved forward one after another, their heels barely touching the ground, and the haughty young man was pushed away by the crowd behind him before he could make a sound.

Atobe: "..."

The pool in the courtyard was extremely lifeless during the day, and now it was pressed by the windless clouds, and the field of vision was as horizontal as a mirror.The rotten lotus roots have sprouted green shoots, and the carp and goldfish growing in the mud are also secretly wriggling their gills at the bottom of the water.The high-hanging sunlight burst out suddenly, dyeing every inch of this small fish pond red, and the fish's scales were also reflected fiery red.

I sat idly on the tiles by the shore with a biscuit in hand, sprinkled crumbs here and there.

After a while, those plump fish fry came to the surface of the water, greedily sucking up the floating biscuit crumbs with their mouths. They looked dense and cast shadows on the surface of the pool.

"Wow—" There was a child's exclamation in my ear.

I turned around and saw a few children with schoolbags lying on the edge of the pool looking in curiously.

"The goldfish are pushed aside," said a little girl.

"Because the carp is too big."

Said the boy carrying the Ultraman schoolbag. He was wearing a hat that was pushed down very low, covering his eyebrows.

"Sister, are you the owner of this place?" The little girl's eyes rolled in the sunlight.

I thought it was a little funny: "I'm just visiting like you guys, do you want cookies?"

The three children raised their hands together and answered crisply, "Yes!"

The little girl with the little bunny schoolbag on her tiptoe purposely used biscuits to distract the huge carp away, and then quickly ran to the other end of the pool to feed the goldfish.Her red coat fluttered in the wind, echoing with the crimson fish in the water, it looked very harmonious.

"Sister, are you that person?"

The boy in the peaked cap tugged at the corner of my clothes, pointed back at the painting in the main hall, and said doubtfully, "It looks very similar."

I froze for a moment, just about to speak.

"Little Baili!" Someone ran out from behind the granite, panting, and waved his hands with a smile, "It's so dangerous, I was almost caught by a reporter..."

"You look like you've been abused." I spit out without holding back.

Xuzhi scratched his head, and leaned over to look at Yuchi: "Don't say that, there are too many people, so I just want to go home early... Ah, speaking of it, you don't look very well, are you tired? ?”

"Slightly disgusting."

"Uncomfortable? It must be because you don't usually exercise, and all of a sudden..."

"No." I interrupted him with a disgusted tone, "I feel like throwing up when I see your face recently."

"..."

The three children probably saw someone they didn't know coming, so after hastily feeding the fish, they ran to the pavilion on the other side of the rockery to play.From far away, I could still hear the girl with the little bunny schoolbag talking about her father coming back from get off work early to cook a table of dishes, shouting that she wanted to call her friends to eat Coke and chicken wings at home.

"If you eat too much chicken wings, you will grow wings." Xuzhi deliberately threatened her with his throat.

"Eh?!"

"It is said that there was once a kid who always ate chicken wings and turned into a chick in the end."

"...What kind of horror fairy tale is this!" I couldn't help interjecting, and stopped loudly with dead fish eyes, "The painting style changes in a second, hey!"

"Do you also want to turn into chicken wings and fly away?" Suzhi turned his head to look at me solemnly.

"I'll fly your head!"

"Well, Xiao Baili is always duplicity, I'm used to it." He slapped his chest, vowing, "I know you are a tsundere since the first time we met at the entrance of hell."

I rubbed my forehead, couldn't help but look away, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the person by the corridor.The young man with bright red short hair was looking up at a painting with his head turned away from this side, half of his sight was covered by the rockery, and he didn't know how long he stood there.Looking away, there are several people standing under the painting in the center of the hall, bustling and noisy.

Turning his shoulders, his eyes swept across the crowd in the exhibition from beginning to end, and finally his eyes fell on another black-haired young man wearing a hat in the distance—he happened to be facing me, and his paralyzed face seemed to be touched. A moment later, the man walked over calmly.

The acquaintance in the black kimono did not carry his mace, but frowned, pursed his M-shaped lips, and crossed the small bridge aggressively, slightly raising one hand.Suzhi was still facing me babbling about something, but didn't notice the dark-haired ghost approaching gradually, I couldn't help closing my eyes, and silently said a word of good luck in my heart.

"Bam—"

In the next second, a certain orange-haired boy collapsed by the pool in convulsions.His face still had the miserable marks of being slapped and slapped away, foam was spitting out of his mouth, his legs kicked on the ground, and his breath was weak: "Ghost, ghost lamp, you..."

I guessed that he probably wanted to scold someone, but before he finished speaking, he was stepped on the face by the other party, and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

"..." I silently looked away, not looking at Xueda's suffocating appearance at the moment, but happily looked up at the black-haired young man who was much taller than me, "Why are you here!"

He glanced at the person under his feet, removed his shoes with some disgust, and patted the unnecessary dust on his hands from beating someone.Then I stretched out my hand naturally, passed my arms through both sides of my arms, lifted me up like a child, and sat on the tiles next to the pool.

At this height, I can look at him head-on, Ghost Lantern calmly pressed my head, and said in a normal tone, "Is this guy bullying you again?"

Although his tone was the same as usual, there was still a hint of danger in it.For the sake of Xu Zhi's future life, I took a sneak peek at the person who was still lying on the ground with the corpse, shook my head, and said solemnly: "I have already called back."

He nodded: "That's good."

I was very happy to see the guardian I hadn’t seen for a long time, I couldn’t help but tugged at his kimono, pointed at the fish in the pool: “I thought of you when I saw the goldfish just now, King Yan Mo is okay ?"

Gui Deng didn't even raise his eyelids: "Yes." His voice was very low and his tone was very cold.He couldn't quite understand why the last sentence was still himself, and the next sentence became King Yan Mo.

"I'm working hard here."

"Really." The hell assistant seemed to have finally raised a little interest. He looked down at the fish pond and couldn't see his eyes. I could only see his eyebrows raised slightly from the side. "Is there anything you don't feel comfortable with recently?" ?”

"Unsuitable?" I repeated.

"Physically, psychologically."

"No, I'm quite used to it." I thought about it, frowned and pinched my chin, "It's just that people often act like old acquaintances, which is a bit annoying."

"That's it." He replied casually, immediately straightened his body, and looked around calmly.It feels a bit bad to have a few eyes on the body, and they are projected from various places, not just one person.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It's nothing."

Destiny has built a circular pool, and people walking around the pool must meet at a certain point, and then pass by as if nothing had happened, so they are considered very lucky.

I lowered my head and tapped the water surface with my fingers, and the ghost lamp's eyes were like two lightning bolts, which happened to be directed at this moment.Unbeknownst to me, when I raised my face again, the lightning had disappeared.

The black-haired young man touched my head, no, he said it was a touch, but in fact it was just a movement similar to patting.He grabbed a few strands of hair casually, with light strength, and his face was paralyzed: "The hair seems to grow a little?"

I put down my fingers, turned my head slightly, and stared at his face without blinking: "Yes."