[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

The temperature in March gradually began to rise, and it remained between 10°C and 20°C every day.You don’t need to wear a heavy down jacket, and you don’t need to wrap yourself into a ball every day. The gloomy rain clouds that hang down for days seem to be swept away by the south wind, and the bright green cherry tree leaves sway with the wind, shining in the sun Flickering, the sun's rays have revealed the breath of early spring.

The side walls of the school building are covered with ivy, and a few unknown white birds rest on the ridge. Looking down from the window, the young leaves in the yard are growing amazingly. Among the various greens gushing out, especially the maple leaves Pieces of light fell under the shade of the trees, and the slender and jumping spots of light reflected the ground purple.

"The definition of communication, communication is the transmission of social information or the social information system of..."

I rested my chin in one hand and yawned boredly. My eyes passed through the slender red leaves with black, along the gap of the cherry tree with leaf tips in their mouths, and fixed on the men and women in the middle of the main road.

The teaching building is not high, so it is still possible to clearly see the figure below.

The boy is tall, conservatively estimated to be 1.8 meters tall, with short black hair, which is rare in a C size, with a paralyzed face, and he is talking to the girl next to him with his head sideways.I looked away happily, and put my chin on my other hand, blinking my dead fish eyes.

Well, I always think I have seen this big red polka-dot bow somewhere...

The girl seemed to be refuting something with the boy with a broken face. The posture looked like a connoisseur of complaints, dancing and expressive, which made people more and more familiar.

Where did you see it?

I couldn't figure it out, my elbows slumped on the desk moved slightly, I took off the earphone on the left, and leaned against the window.

There are two girls with big red bows on the left and right on the head, holding a thick stack of white paper, her purple-black eyes are shining brightly, and her long light orange hair trembles as she moves forward.

"Baili, what do we have for lunch?"

I turned my head and looked at the dead fish eyes of the same style as Wenxuan above. After looking at her for a while, I became more and more unlovable: "...how should I put it, I have already eaten five grains and fish noodles to the point of throwing up."

This story goes back to last semester.

There is no takeaway at the entrance of University C itself, and the canteen on campus is so-so, so the daily food has become the most concerned issue for everyone in dormitory 345. They hope that the meals will not be repeated from Monday to Sunday, and the meals will be delicious and satisfying.

...Of course that's impossible.

Especially when we returned to school after the winter vacation, we were desperate to find that only a few relatively good shops had closed down, and the words "transfer of facade" were posted on the iron rolling doors in black and white.

And, in the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, those cashiers have now changed from the dullness of winter, and have become active one after another, ready to move.

Such as Zhang JJ, such as Lin Qingxian.

Zhang jj's recent activity itinerary is either at the radio station or on a date with her boyfriend, and he is usually not seen.And Lin Qingxian, because the quilt was too wet, successfully moved to the bed of the young lady next door, and temporarily slept with his girlfriend every day, completely abandoning the roommate who was in dire straits.

I really can't think of any other idioms to describe her besides emphasizing sex and despising friends.

So, apart from me, only Wen Xuan is the only creature visible to the naked eye in dormitory 345.

The brown-haired girl let out a long sigh, and lay down on the table, exuding a sense of mourning all over her body, her eyes dull: "Baili, I want to eat."

"..." Even if you say that, I can't make it out for you.

"Qingxian and JJ are two traitors!"

"..." I have no objection to this sentence.

"Ah, I really want to hit someone."

"..." Just don't hit me.

"Why don't you talk? Could it be that you, Baili, also sneaked away to eat something good without telling me?!"

Hey, hey, hey—what do you mean sneaking away to eat something good?Sister, I beg you to open your eyes and look around University C, if there is something good to eat, please!So what is the word "also" all about? 345 Who Did Such a Crazy Thing? !

In this way, in a warm, comfortable and peaceful atmosphere, half of March finally passed. Unknowingly, the boys and girls downstairs also disappeared, and the steps on both sides of the empty main road were covered with powder. The white petals, the tile-blue clear sky are dazzling, and the curd-like clear clouds are still.

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After class and after school are the busiest times in C University.

The radio station is always playing some weird and poisonous music out of time, and every time such a moment feels like going to a college.

The boy leaning against the ivy wall squeezed the Maogai textbook in his hand, curling his white fingertips into balls.He lowered his eyelashes halfway, his eyes were cloudy, sharp as if they wanted to shoot through people, his two black eyebrows were like two gentle streamlines, delicate and smooth, like the lines that drew these shadows into a bow.

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"It's fine if this guy doesn't talk all day, but he's like an idiot if he stays in the dormitory."

"How on earth did you say he was admitted to C University? A nerd?"

"Thanks to the information given by my roommate, is this point really here?"

The figures in the corner were bustling with people, the sunlight intentionally or unintentionally avoided the ivy-covered walls, and the remote place that was already full of moisture became even more dim now.

The textbook in the boy's hand was thrown on the soil without mercy, covered with yellow-brown mud, and the snow-white pages were smashed over and broken.He just squatted down calmly and slowly leaned against the wall, letting the other person pull his hair tightly.

"whispering sound--"

The condescending boy took out the Coke bottle from his bag, squinted at his classmate squatting on the ground like he was looking at the rotten apples in the box of the fruit shop, opened the bottle cap in slow motion, and poured the black carbonated drink accurately. fell on him.

"What a waste, why don't you give it to me if you don't want to drink it?" The addition of a female voice broke the original calm here, and several people turned their heads subconsciously, and their aggressive and hostile gazes rushed towards them.

"It's you again." The boy in an ordinary blue cardigan lifted his chin, took two steps forward, and squeezed the empty Coke bottle in his hand slightly threateningly, "Mom didn't teach you the consequences of meddling You?"

I looked away calmly: "Sorry, I'm not here to meddle in business."

"Huh? It's been twice, don't say anything about recording videos, just smash the phone and see how you threaten us?"

"Oh, what are you talking about, I didn't shoot at all last time." With a calm face, I even approached a little closer, raising my hands in a gesture of surrender.

"You're sick, girl!"

"Is it someone I know? Could it be my girlfriend?"

The leading boy threw away the drink bottle that was clenched into a ball in his hand, raised his eyebrows, picked up the red rusted steel pipe on the ground, and tried to shake it twice: "No matter who it is, let's talk about it after fighting together."

"Ah, by the way, let me tell you one thing before that." I scratched my head embarrassingly, took out a shiny silver knife from my pocket, and smiled shyly, "Then what, recently I'm looking for a place to commit suicide, but I always feel that it's too bad to die like this, so I want to find someone to blame, maybe my parents can get some compensation, and I can drag people into the water together, isn't it great?"

"……what are you talking about?"

I shrugged, and raised the knife straight to my neck: "If you die here, you will definitely be discovered by the students, and then you will be exposed if you are stained with blood, and there are witnesses, I believe he will definitely not help you. "

"What a joke!"

"I'm not kidding, I've tried several times, but I can't die anyway, alas, you also know that the suffocation suicide method is not very effective, pinching yourself will have a physiological protection mechanism of the body, and cutting the wrist will not work, the aorta is bleeding It’s too slow.” I rolled up my sleeves to show off the blood-red marks on my arms, “It’s great to meet you all before I die, let’s be unlucky together hahahahahahahahahaha——”

Amid wild laughter, the teenagers looked at each other and took a few steps back. At the same time, they found complex and unwilling emotions in each other's eyes.

"Tsk... Damn, bad luck, let's go today and talk about it later."

After the few people disappeared, I slowly wiped off the ketchup in my hand with a napkin, took a bite of the blade made of chocolate, met the eyes of the boy on the ground, and kindly moved closer to show him the knife, "Ah , you ask this? It’s listed on Taobao, it’s 20 yuan and it’s free shipping, it looks so handsome, so I bought it.”

The boy didn't say a word, just bent down to pick up the book he had thrown in the soil, and wiped off the dust on the cover.

"Now I feel that studying choreography and directing has drowned out my talents, damn it! I really should take an acting test in high school!" I slapped my thigh, and I shouted angrily.

"..."

"I don't have anything to do, so I left first. I just ordered the takeaway of Wuguyufen—vomit, I can't mention it, I really want to vomit."

"...You really don't want to live anymore?"

I let go of the tree trunk I was holding on to, straightened up and gave him a strange look, especially shocked: "How is it possible? Am I crazy? How wonderful it is to be alive, to be able to run, jump and eat."

"..."

"Let me tell you, don't you think that it's better to die than to live like this, and so on? Even elementary school students don't have such a second-year idea. Elementary school students know that they haven't done anything yet, and haven't read it. Thighs enough for a girl, but I haven't worn the fat times that I like girls... There are still many, many dreams that have not been realized!"

"... Is your head a happy meal?"

"Wow, my friend, you are insulting me, the happy package will be angry when you hear it!"

"Forget it... I have nothing to say to people like you."

The boy left a blank stare coldly, turned and walked away.The dirt marks that had just been rubbed on his pants were still stuck to him, his haughty expression remained unchanged, his back was shaking like a lightly dusted flower, and his outline was disordered.

I finished the chocolate with a click, beat my back without emotion, and said to myself: "Oh, my waist is so tired today, and my bones hurt."