[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

On the left hand side of the winding mountain road is a valley with a gentle slope, full of oranges, and a large bamboo forest at the bottom of the valley.The sun has jumped out of the dense morning fog and is slowly rising. Looking back from the car window, the green trees are very clear and the colors are very vivid.

The coming spring is beautiful, and the most eye-catching colors go back and forth in the twilight and gradually disappear in the quiet place.Instead, the bright stars of the spring night were reflected in the bottom of the dark orange sky at dawn.

In the distance, I can still see a touch of pink in front of the Kinkakuji Temple, which has become a small dot. I know that it is Saiki Kusuo who has not left.Under his feet is a large piece of Japanese crabapple, exposed to the morning light, shining white light, it looks like he is standing on the cloud from a distance.

I sat upright again, leaned against the car door with my body crooked, with my head against the glass, and lowered my eyes to see clearly the cigarette case and lighter in the side storage.

"Do you smoke?" I asked Suede.

"That." He held the steering wheel and glanced at me in the rearview mirror, explaining, "After coming here, there will be social gatherings at work, and the partner will throw cigarettes on the wine table, and then follow suit. I get used to it over time. .”

"Is it……"

"Yes," he said.

I felt a little sleepy, propped my head and closed my eyes.

I thought the Santu River was the bridge of life and death, but I forgot what happened before the ending of death.Maybe it was Mengpo soup that she drank too much, and she was so busy accepting the trial that she couldn't turn around.

So many people who have crossed the river, they have come all the way, waited in line for the end, and then let go of the confusion that really makes people fall into the abyss.

In the end, I don't understand why some people can understand the situation so quickly, follow the jailer's steps, and can't see the expression on their numb faces.When you know that your existence will be erased forever, won't you be afraid, unwilling, or regretful?

I realized earlier than anyone else that the ghost lamp is not omnipotent, he is also bound by the laws of space, he also has troubles, and there are things he can't do.I am clear about these.

So I would say to him, it's okay, I just want to see the world.

I felt like I had an inexplicable dream that confused reality, maybe it was a psychological effect, and I always felt that someone was singing softly.I don't know if it is the singing voice in the dream that sneaks into the world, or the voice of the world is mixed into the distant dream between half dream and half awake.I listened quietly, and there was indeed a singing voice, although the voice was low, but it rose and fell slowly in the early morning at the end of spring.

Unbelievably, apart from the tune, the lyrics are very clear - "A few hours left'tilthesun'sgonnarise, tomorrow will come anit's time to realize." It sounds like the words of "justone lastdance", but it soon stops abruptly.

[Hey? ]

[Sorry...she's still asleep...well...I won't forget...]

The sun shone on my face through the car window, and I raised my hand to cover it in a daze, and then I found that there was a shadow just blocking the golden sunshine with warmth.

My head was so soft that it dulled my thinking.Lifting the heavy eyelids, there is a vague shadow facing away from the sunlight, the outline is hidden in the light, like someone's face.

"Did it wake you up?"

Suede's voice came from the front.

Clutching my head, I struggled to get up, and when I fully opened my eyes, I realized that I was sleeping on Natsume's lap in my dream, and I was still in the car.

He withdrew his hand and asked me sideways, "Are you okay?"

I think the word trance is the most appropriate adjective at the moment. It is too hazy to say that it is awake, and it is said that it is deep sleep and retains vitality. That state seems to put the two worlds of standing and lying in the same bottle, and keep stirring with a test tube of sunlight. .

The young man's delicate face was fair and fair, and his golden pupils reflected beautiful light. The warm spring scenery was reflected in his eyes, adding a touch of smoke and fire.

I just woke up and my eyes felt very dry.

"Sorry." I heard my nasal voice, "Suzhi, put me here, I've already arrived in the city anyway."

With that said, I went to open the door.

The moving car was slammed on the brakes by such a move, Xu Zhi turned to look at me in panic: "Little assistant, are you dying?"

"I'll be back later, you go first."

After I finished speaking, I got out without looking back, closed the car door and ran all the way, stumbling along the store door that hadn't opened in the early morning, turning around along the alley, and managed to stay away from that street.

It's a bit embarrassing that the bodily functions will go out of control like this.I leaned against the wall to breathe, and was about to buy myself a bottle of mineral water to wake up, when I heard a sound of vomiting coming from the left side of the vending machine.

As mentioned earlier, the sun has just risen, and it is only after five o'clock, and the streets are sparsely populated.So the sudden appearance of someone's voice is quite scary.

Holding the mineral water bottle in my hand, I took a few steps back and saw the source of the sound—it turned out to be a girl with a hangover.

She had long blue hair that fell down the sides to cover her cheeks, her eyelids were half closed, and she didn't know what color her eyes were.He is not very old, probably around 24 years old. He must have graduated from college not long ago. He looks small, squatting against the wall, with a can of beer next to his high heels.

I searched my pockets and found that there was only the last tissue.I stuffed it into her hand, then opened the mineral water and put it aside: "Are you okay?" I asked her.

The girl paused, probably because she didn't expect there to be people on the street at this point, she looked up at me.At this time, I can fully see her eyes, they are a pair of bud-like almond pupils, crystal green lingering with wet water vapor, very beautiful.

She seemed to want to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she bent down and retched again. The expression on her face was flushed with discomfort, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, and she was still pressing the satchel on her lap with her left hand.

"who are you?"

She was staring at me in a daze, she was still not quite conscious, and it seemed that she could easily be abducted by someone casually.

I thought about it and squatted beside me: "Do you mind if I'm by your side?"

"...You have squatted down."

"Are you going to the hospital?"

"No, actually it's almost healed, it's just that I drank too much."

The girl's eyes were a little confused. She held her forehead and looked at me with half-opened green eyes: "I still don't understand——two people who are destined not to be together, why arrange for them to meet?"

It's because of emotional matters that I get drunk.

I rested my chin and looked at her quietly.

Girls are not looking for answers, they just want someone to talk to.She didn't care about me, she lowered her head on her own, her green eyes drifted away, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes: "I like him so much, really, it's been almost six years..."

"How did you meet?" I spoke softly, afraid of poking her heart.

"He is my teacher." The girl seemed to have thought of something long ago, her expression was calm and gentle, it was the expression of recalling beautiful things, "Taught me for a while, but he was actually not handsome, and he didn't have much money. , doesn’t meet the criteria for choosing a spouse for many people in modern times, but I just like him.”

"Why didn't you confess?"

"I said... There were two times, one time when I was in college, I thought I had grown up and could be responsible for myself. He finally came to my school, but he refused to contact me anymore , he said at the time that he already had someone he cared about... The second time was after graduation, he stopped being a teacher, and I met him again in a fellowship, and I felt that this must be an opportunity arranged by God. Isn't there many, that kind of In the plots of novels and TV dramas, the hero and heroine meet again after being separated for many years, so I confessed again."

I was amused by the sentence in the novel TV series: "And then?"

"He still refused."

The girl hugged her satchel, buried her head in it, and sniffed: "He told me that he has been waiting for someone, and he doesn't know if that person will come back, but he just doesn't want to give up."

What a bloody story.

I didn't want to persuade her to like someone else, and I didn't intend to analyze the plot that sounded like the movie, so I just sighed: "What about your parents?"

"...I used to hate them."

She suddenly fell silent, and it took a long time before she continued: "I have a brother, he is very powerful, and now works in a multinational company. Since childhood, they all think that my brother is smarter than me, and blame me for being worthless. My parents are from rural areas. Born, they don’t understand the trend and the current era, I even hated them before.”

"once?"

"Well, it used to be. Because someone told me that even if I don't have to imitate the popular outfits of those Internet celebrities, I can live well." She suddenly pursed her lips and smiled at me, her eyes curved, Very cute, "It's funny, it's like a sentence like chicken soup and mouth cannon, but at the time I just thought that this person spoke really well, and her words gave me strength."

"That's great." I sighed.

"She is very similar to him. In fact, I know it. Maybe the person I like, the person he likes is her. I can see it, I just can see it. I have very good eyesight. The teacher praised it."

The girl with blue hair and green eyes still had a hangover flush on her face. She tried to smile, and a few tears leaked from the corners of her eyes: "By the way, do you watch One Piece?" She asked me.

"……Eh?"

"If you haven't seen it, you must watch it! If you don't watch One Piece and grow old, it's too bad."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely go see it." I smiled and nodded, "Do you know why two people who are destined not to be together, God arranges for them to meet?"

"why?"

"It's to teach you to grow up... You may be brooding, and you can't forget the cinnabar in your heart, but it's because you met him that you can learn to cherish the next person, right?"

"..."

Turning her head again, she found that she had fallen asleep against the celadon wall tiles.

What a fool, this girl.

I suddenly felt very relaxed, unprecedented.Even those negative emotions that come with the body, those regrets and obsessions seem to be jumping for joy.

I couldn't help laughing, I bent down and picked up the girl, supported her legs, put her head on my shoulder, and carried her bag in my hand.Just walked slowly along the street.

The city is waking up.

The construction site started to beating again. Before the building was completed, the shutter doors of the convenience store were opened with a bang. The city leaders were inspecting the brass statues in the city. The landmarks by the sea were to be rebuilt. pass by.

Spring is coming to an end and summer is coming again.

Even if someone is going to die, it will definitely not be in summer, it is such a warm and grand season.Even if the world is destroyed, it will not be chosen in summer.

I carried the girl back into the hotel room, helped her take off her shoes and covered the quilt, put the key card next to her bag, and then walked out lazily.

There is a person sitting on the steps of the old building on the right side of the hotel. He is lowering his head, holding a lighter in his left hand, and the silver cover is opening and closing in his hand.

The morning dew was still heavy, as if it had just rained.

I was about to come down the stairs of the hotel when I accidentally saw this boy with black hair. He noticed my gaze and raised his face slightly to look this way.The humid air is illuminated by the sun as if it can reflect the particles of small water droplets.

His red eyes are imprints of overwhelming cityscapes and clear blue skies.

My heart seemed to be unstoppably optimistic because of this glance, and I began to wonder if there was something wrong with my memory. This moment was so long and so short, it was unbelievable.

All I could see was his face.

Maybe the world and memories are not as simple as I imagined, and they also have keywords and heroines, whether it is for the creatures or the messengers of hell.I overestimated my own capacity and luck.

I don't know what I look like, but he chuckled the first time he looked at me.Somehow this scene made me want to cry.

Really don't know why.

Everything feels wrong, and everything makes sense.

I thought, I must know him.