[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

Suede remembered being muddy.

Every time I dig into an ancient memory, I almost always get mud.Before he called that name, that memory was accompanied by the smell of wet earth.

Probably when he was in the fifth grade, Suede helped up the crying girl who fell in the mud puddle.The mud was very slippery, and the girl was crying, so he couldn't help her to stand upright all at once. After struggling for a while, he threw away the umbrella, grabbed the struggling little girl with both hands, and wanted to hug her up in one breath.

at this time.

--Hey.

When the voice came, Suzhi let go of the girl's body instantly, because he felt that it was not good, and if he was seen, he would be ridiculed by his companions and bullied.These thoughts flashed through Sue's mind in an instant.

--What are you doing……!

It was the voice of the girl's father, Xueda was frightened by the momentum, and took a step back.Because interpreting it from a different angle, it looks like Suede grabbed the girl and threw her into the mud, no, in fact, that's how the other party interpreted it.

The girl suddenly burst into tears.

——What are you doing...!

The man kicked and splashed muddy water, ran over to pick up the girl, and then punched Suzhi flying away.What have you done to my daughter!Wu Lei's furious sound came, Xu Zhi was punched down and fell on the sticky muddy ground.He fell on the paper umbrella he had brought, and it hurt so badly that the umbrella bone was broken.

The girls just kept crying.

The rain showed no signs of stopping.

Xuzhi didn't even have the strength to get up, he didn't make any excuses, and returned home drenched, the girl's father also came to the door to yell and scold, the grandmother kept saying that she would come to the door another day to apologize, and then Xuzhi was beaten several times by her father.

——To actually be rough on the little girl...

——You are a scum... a child born with a calamity...

Suede didn't argue, it should be said that it was useless to argue.If you explain it, you will definitely be scolded even worse.For a long time, this incident left a shadow on him.

Is that conscience?

Yes, but it was all self-defeating, and for him it was an unpleasant memory, a totally nasty, dark, bittersweet memory.

That's right.

When Sueda was a child, it was also raining. On the way home from school, my mother was sitting under the eaves of the shrine.She was covered in bruises and purple, and she was barefoot. It was obvious at a glance that she had been beaten.

The father is a scumbag, a scumbag, selfish, suspicious, likes to think wildly, drinks heavily, and beats his mother.Punching, kicking, and even stabbing people, even in front of people.Don't even think about it, my mother escaped after being beaten, and she was beaten quite badly.

Xuedao lowered his head while holding the umbrella.

A woman's face is reflected in the puddles in the shrine.

She looked at him with that reproachful look again, is that all right?Whose fault is this?It's all because of you, you caused this cruel behavior, without you, I would have left this family long ago.

Scum.

His mother's eyes were harsh on him.

Suede couldn't take it.

"Mother……"

"Go away," she said.

The day he died was also a rainy day.

In the rain, Xu Zhi was dragged out by a group of people, punched and kicked, and was beaten unconscious. One tooth was broken, two ribs were broken, and his face was swollen to twice its size.

He was thrown in a warehouse for five days without food or drink, and then he was forced to cut off his little finger.The cause was simply being framed for sexually assaulting the bakery owner's daughter, who just hid silently behind the crowd, watching indifferently.

The rain curtain blocked the sight, and soon the scene in front of me spread like the expected blue sky, and went around to the back of the house, as if to wash away the filth of life, and kept scrubbing.

— whose face is that?

Was it his mother? At first he thought it was his mother, but soon he decided it was not.

There are broken grass roots in the mud puddles under their feet.

He fell in the mud, and the woman's face was reflected in the water.If you meet a woman, it will rot... If there is a next life, I will never touch such disgusting things again...

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"Sueda?"

Seeing that the orange-haired youth remained silent, I patted him on the shoulder.The boy raised his head suddenly, his beautiful clear eyes were torn apart like glass beads, and the fine orange hair fell down, leaving a thick shadow on his cheeks.

The black shadow covered his hidden eye sockets, so that people could not see his face and eyes clearly, only his tight lips could be seen, with a thin line drawing a sharp arc.

"...Well." The young man responded sullenly, turned around a little stiffly, his tone was low, and he was not as cheerful as before, "Does the little assistant think that I am usually too annoying and always trouble you to solve various problems?" This kind of thing, let you do this and that..."

"Nonsense, my job is an assistant, isn't it just an errand runner after translation, it's said that I'm about to become an old lady model recently."

I looked at him strangely: "Why did you suddenly become self-aware? It's not easy to be aware of your brother's behavior, ah..."

"Sure enough, the little assistant is the best in the world! You are better than the whole world! I like you so much!"

--what?

I didn't finish my sentence, half of the card was stuck in my throat and I almost choked.What are you talking about, bubble teapot?It took me two seconds to think about the meaning of this sentence, and then I spent another two seconds thinking about whether I had heard this sentence before, and finally I suddenly realized that I clapped my hands together: "Suzhi, you want to be educated by a ghost lamp again." gone."

"..."

The opponent lost his combat power in an instant and turned into a gray and white statue.

Sakata Gintoki coughed twice, successfully attracting my attention.I saw this guy lazily draped Natsume's shoulders, opened his dead fish eyes and deliberately pulled his throat to imitate: "Little assistant is the cutest in the world! Yinsang loves you the most in the world! Pfft——"

Withdrawing my fist, I stared at him silently with half-moon eyes: "The cutest little black in the world really wants to beat you up now."

"You... haven't you... already... beaten up..." the silver-haired young man wailed while covering his stomach with tears streaming down his face.

So, what do you say you messed with me?

I looked at the two troublemakers indifferently, walked around them expressionlessly, walked through the empty shrine, and continued along the path.

There is a fork in the road less than 100 meters away, and there is a wooden sign on one side with the words [Battle Field Mass Burial Mound] written on it, and there are even tips below, such as "be careful when ghouls come and go".The other side is probably a dilapidated park, and there is no introduction, but it looks safe.

"Where?" I asked.

"Isn't this nonsense, let's go to the mass grave!" Xu Zhi raised his hand and cheered.

I slapped him on the back: "Excited, you bastard, I have a hunch that if you listen to you, everyone will cool down together."

Natsume Takashi smiled and shook his head: "I have no opinion, you guys decide."

So I looked back at the last unreliable adult, only to find that a silver-haired young man who had been acting lazy all this time was standing in front of the wooden sign without saying a word. Looking at us with a face full of shock: "Hey, why are you staring at us with a crush on Yinsang, it's a bit disgusting."

Resisting the urge to hit him, I kept a calm mind and asked, "Which side do you want to go?"

"Ah, this." He stood crookedly, put his hands in his pockets casually, his expression was completely meaningless, "You all know that Yinsang is a bit afraid of ghosts, right? Let's forget about mass graves and so on. The park is a nice park.”

I was a little surprised that this face-saving person admitted in public that he was afraid of ghosts. I gave him a weird look and looked away: "Then turn right and go to the park."

The steamy regions seem to be coming to an end.

Sakata Gintoki turned his head from a distance, finally looked at the location of the so-called mass grave in the battlefield, lowered his eyes extremely calmly, his dark red eyes showed no emotion at all.

"Mr. Sakata." I poked him.

"Ok?"

"You still really want to go to the other side, right? What is it called? The more you are afraid of something, the more interested you are? The essence of human beings."

The silver-haired young man smiled lazily, pressed his palms hard on my head a few times, and messed up my hair: "Little girl is only a little older, so the essence of human beings? Play and eat as much as you want, and don't watch messy things." Book."

"Please don't say that." I broke free from the suppression with a paralyzed face, and made a powerful posture with my fists. "Look at the muscles in your arms."

Then he gestured at his height again: "Look at my height again, how powerful, strong and majestic I am."

Sakata Gintoki: "..."

Natsume Takashi: "..."

Suede: "..."

"Ah, it's snowing."

I stopped talking nonsense, and looked up at the sky with white particles floating in it: "The illusion of this ruined temple is really endless. Sometimes it will be night and then daytime, and it will rain and snow for a while."

"Wait! You just said [Broken Temple]!" Xuzhi suddenly pointed at me and shouted, "The promised electro-burning ghast quantum Taoist magnetic storm Tesla time-space hermit's Broken Head Bridge and Hegemony Judgment Tiandi No. [-] What about the deterrent and deterrent illusion of Realgar Cosmos Unparalleled?"

"You actually memorized it." I twitched the corners of my mouth.

The snowflakes piled up thicker and thicker, and soon reached the knees.The four of us gradually walked with difficulty, and we could barely move forward by relying on each other's support.

Then, a bench appeared in front of him.

It's the most common bench.

"I'm getting used to other things appearing inexplicably in the scene now." Natsume complained, covering her face.

I quickly comforted him: "Suppressing fear, it's all the enemy's tricks, you see, this is the bench for brother Cheng to fight, do you feel a little excited when you think about it?"

"..."

"Wow, you are a pornographic person! There is evidence for the suspected car! There is evidence for the suspected car!" Suede smacked Sakata Gintoki's back in a bluff.

"But why did you fight Yinsang?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, it's okay."

I couldn't bear to look straight away, and then I saw a girl sitting on the empty bench.I rubbed my eyes, and after making sure I read her correctly, I carefully looked at her appearance: black hair, neither long nor short, just reaching the shoulders, delicate facial features, bright black eyes, slightly raised corners of the eyes, baby fat and small round face.

Why does it look so familiar——

I feel like I've seen it somewhere.

I tried my best to forget this sense of déjà vu, and put my gaze back on the girl's calm and expressionless face.She was just sitting on a bench, wearing a thin coat in this heavy snow, motionless, like a doll.

After a while, snowflakes covered her shoulders and the top of her hair, and even her eyelashes were stained with white crystals.The girl calmly patted off the snow, slowly retracted her legs, and hugged her knees. She couldn't see us, and there was nothing in her eyes.

Not knowing what kind of psychology I was in, I walked over, knelt down and looked at her face seriously, and then reached out to touch her face.The fingers directly penetrated the girl's figure, just like the model piercing in the video.

It was getting dark.

"Little assistant..."

Sue's faltering voice sounded behind him, he seemed to be very entangled, his tone was full of pauses and doubts: "Then what, this, is it your turn?"

That's right.

The urine nature of this illusion has been figured out.First Natsume, Suede, and then a little girl with black hair. Not surprisingly, the mass grave just now should be the place where Sakata Gintoki had to face dark history.

So this kid was me when I was a kid?

... No, it should be said that it was "Baili Xi" when he was a child.

I am her who has died once.

Snowflakes fluttered one after another, and the little girl gradually curled up and shivered.She was nestled on a bench, homeless, her face was pale and flushed, she probably had a fever.Immediately, a pair of rough hands forcibly took off her thick coat, and brought her consciousness back from the burnt delirious state.

is a bum.

The tramp took off her clothes and put them on himself.The young girl's voice was weak, and she managed not to faint. She raised her face and opened her black eyes and said, "Please..."

Like a kitten dying.

I stood in front of this picture without any particular emotion.

The homeless man bent down and touched her chest, maybe looking for some change, or maybe taking advantage of her.

"……please."

The girl's voice became softer again.

Hearing her begging, the homeless man paused for a moment with his big hand that had reached into the collar of the child's clothes, and then withdrew it. He stood there looking at her for a while, and finally covered her with his tattered, smelly, thin coat. body.

"Thank you."

The little black-haired girl raised the corners of her mouth and smiled generously.The soft face outlines a gentle arc, even though the face is covered with a sickly blush, it still gives people a sense of vitality and sunshine.

Then she was left alone in the whole picture.

The shivering girl curled up into a ball and hugged her arms tightly. She was small and nestled there, and the white air exhaled from her mouth floated into the sky.

"My God, she's dying..."

Sue said in a low voice.

"No." I turned to look at him with a calm face: "Because, this kid lived to be 19 years old."

Natsume Takashi seemed to have been stabbed, slightly dazed and stunned, mixed with a strange expression.He frowned, but his eyes were watery, and he didn't know what he remembered.

"Your expression is weird, isn't it?"

I don't understand, someone has shown such a look before.For example, when I told Ghost Lantern that there seemed to be a scene of being beaten severely in my memory, he would have a very inconspicuous, slightly frowning face—this kind of strange expression.

No one answered me.

The remaining three people have very strange expressions, and they all have this kind of feeling in common, and they always feel like their goosebumps are about to rise.Just when I was about to say something to improve the atmosphere, a crack suddenly appeared in the illusion.

A huge crack fell from mid-air, destroying the background of the snowy sky, splitting the entire space into countless fragments like a mirror, and then the scene of the temple appeared again, restoring the darkness of the night.

However, before we all recovered, with the first ray of morning light, a figure came out from the gate of the Kinkakuji Temple, and he was still stepping on a black unknown substance.

"Are you all right?" the man asked.

I took advantage of the morning light to see his pink hair clearly.