[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

The bare, unknown old tree stretched out its branches abruptly, like a table knife under the gloomy sky, dividing the world above the head into countless small pieces.

White light suddenly fell from the sky, followed by a huge roar that made ears hurt.

First, one drop, two drops, and the whereabouts of scattered.In less than a few seconds, the rain suddenly increased and poured down.The rain fell on the opposite roof, splashing water, and flowing down the eaves like a small waterfall.There is more and more water on the ground, converging into streams.

The downcast god was leaning against the trash can, his wet hair was hanging down his face, his sweatshirt was stuck to his body, and the rainwater slid down his neck.The opal-like crystal blue eyes were closed by the successive rain rays. He raised his hand uselessly to wipe his face, and flinched slightly after touching his hot cheek with his fingertips.

A fat raccoon cat was squatting in front of the brick wall opposite, hiding under the narrow eaves, facing him silently through layers of rain curtains.

Countless small puddles dotted between the narrow alleys, and then, in such a downpour, red appeared.The bright canopy looks like a flower blooming downwards, the folds of the petals are slightly drooping, the swaying stems and leaves are tilted, and water drops quickly drip from the smooth flower tips.

Red is getting closer, like the finishing touch in a black and white picture scroll.

The shallow puddle directly in front seemed to be filled with melted silver water, reflecting the figure deep in the petals.

The god's drooping head slowly lifted up, and he wiped his sticky forehead, only to feel that the noise of the rain, the oppression of darkness, the smell of dust, and the beating of the heart were all gathered in the focus of his mind, and then radiated out all at once. .

The bushes behind his waist were messed up by him, and a piece of crumpled persimmon lacquer paper was piled up next to the trash can.

Then he saw it.

The girl's long black hair slid down her chest, and with the angle of the umbrella handle raised, the red floated behind her, revealing her complete face.

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When I came out of the administrative building, there were dark clouds.

At the end of March, it is always hot and cold, and the weather forecast is not accurate. You can hear thunder at this time. It is clearly still in the afternoon, but it is already as dark as night.

I sighed, stretched out my palm in embarrassment, and successfully harvested two drops of rainwater.

"Baili, who were you talking about just now?" The young man on the side seemed to be particularly concerned about this matter, even the brows were slightly raised, with a serious look on his face.

"A friend who has a good relationship, he always takes care of me like a father." I patted my chest, beaming with joy, just like bragging to other children about how powerful my father is in kindergarten.

"Is it the friend you mentioned last time, did you quarrel at that time?"

"There was no quarrel, it was me who unilaterally said very excessive things. But he was very nice and not angry at all. Although he cheated me a few times of coffee jelly in the end, he had a super-cute personality, and he would turn into a cat face when eating desserts. ..."

"Ah, the rain is going to get heavier."

Akashi Seijuro interrupted the black-haired girl's eloquent introduction, and put aside the topic of [Friend S] without a trace, and returned the timeline to the present.

This move attracted Asano Xuexiu's intentional or unintentional glance.

"I'm going to the computer room on the first floor. I still have a report to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Ah."

The two equally outstanding and proud teenagers looked at each other for no more than three seconds, and soon looked away from each other as if nothing had happened.

"Your name is Baili..."

"Baili Xi, a student in Class [-] of Yichuan." I pointed to myself and introduced.

The boy with orange hair and purple eyes nodded, and said lightly: "The research activities will begin after the Ching Ming Festival holiday. Remember to organize your belongings and gather at the school gate on time at [-]:[-] in the morning on April [-]."

Before he had time to say anything, he saw the boy holding his black file folder, stepping on the steps and walking away at a super fast speed, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind him.

"..." I stretched out Erkang's hand with a blank face.

No, wait, why did this guy just walk away talking to himself?Am I not an amoeba or an NDM-1 superbug? !

"Pfft—" Someone was laughing.

I lowered my arms and looked at the boy on the other side with dead fish eyes: "...is it so funny?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Although he said this, Akashi still couldn't stop his smile, his originally cold expression softened, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Just seeing Baili's expression makes me feel very funny."

Enough, I found out!You people like to make fun of other people all day long!

"Hurry up and go back before you get older." The red-haired boy took out a thick stack of A4 papers in his hand, looked at the girls' dormitory diagonally opposite, no more than 50 meters away, "Take this to keep out the rain."

I took the page full of typefaces, and responded without thinking too much. After a while, I belatedly asked, "What about you, Akashi?"

The boy smiled, and pointed to another teaching building far behind him: "Go to the duty room over there to borrow an umbrella."

I was in a complicated mood for a moment, frowned without saying a word, looked at the pattering rain outside, and looked at him again.Once he met those upturned red eyes, he was lost for a moment, and helplessly covered his face and let out a long sigh: "Alas——"

Under the boy's unexplained gaze, I raised the document to my head, stepped back half a step, and left a sentence: "Borrow it, I'll be right back." Then I rushed into the rain without looking back, took a step, and adjusted Angle and explosive power, he jumped hundreds of meters in a few strokes.

Akashi Seijuro swallowed the words he almost blurted out, put away his astonished expression, leaned helplessly against the glass door, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and let out a low laugh: "It's still the same."

……

After a dash, I found the duty room of the Youth Volunteer Organization, shook off the rainwater on my body, and casually dusted the A4 paper in my hand, but it turned out to be a black paste.

"Eh? This is..." I picked up the documents that I didn't care much about at first, and looked at them carefully. It was full of various testimonies about the previous fight incident, and what's more, there was the detailed enrollment history of the main criminal, Chen Ye. There are neat notes and notes in the margins of the pages.

"Is this classmate here to borrow an umbrella?"

"...Well, how many can one person borrow?"

"The upper limit is two, please come here to register your name, class and student number."

"Ok."

With one umbrella in hand and the other in my hand, I returned to the administrative building just now, ran over, and happily gave the umbrella to Akashi boy: "Look, there are two now, but... Did Asano-san bring an umbrella, it might rain until night."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I found that the red-haired boy's eyes suddenly became strange, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn't say anything in the end.I acquiesced to my behavior, accompanied me to the computer room the whole time, and waited outside the door.

At this moment, you will feel that what you are holding is not an umbrella, but some national secret treasure.Even when it was handed over to Asano-san, it seemed extraordinarily solemn, as if entrusted with a huge responsibility, similar to the life-and-death duel in Jump, where the hero and his partner faced thousands of enemies back to back, resolutely drew out their swords and issued final declaration

—— "Please, I'll leave it to you!"

Facing my passionate oath, the orange-haired boy was only a little stunned for a moment. He released the mouse unexpectedly, and sat in front of the computer desk and raised his head: "You... ran to the duty room to borrow it?"

I nodded.

"one person?"

Keep nodding.

"So stupid?"

Order... I will order you big-headed ghost!Do you know that if you treat the person who kindly gave you an umbrella like this, you will be punished by God? !

Unexpectedly, Asano Xuexiu smiled, and there was an obvious change compared to before: the pair of purple eyes that always revealed arrogance were weakened, and there was a touch of softness hidden inside, and the admirable aura of excellence was also here The moment disappeared, and he turned into the simplest 20-year-old appearance.

The orange-haired boy took the treasure from the girl with both hands. It was just an old umbrella with advertisements printed on it, and you could buy better ones in any supermarket.

"Thank you."

Surprised by his thanks, I scratched my head at a loss: "It's just a matter of raising your hands, remember to return it within a week, and write my name."

"Well, I see, Baili Xi."

Leaving the computer classroom on the first floor, I followed Akashi step by step. Out of the corner of my eye, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the information page I was still holding in my hand. I thought about it with a tangled face, and thought it was not good to ask.

Akashi Seijuro turned his head and saw the black-haired girl with puffed cheeks, wrinkled facial features, and a rich and vivid expression.

"what happened?"

"Akashi... Tell me the truth, how many important things did I miss in that meeting yesterday afternoon?"

"That." The boy opened his umbrella and stood there not paying attention and explained, "It's nothing, it's just to persuade all the teachers to revoke the punishment decision."

The open umbrella cover blocks the continuous rainwater, and the raindrops flow down from the edge.So, I remained silent until the door of the girls' dormitory, and the question I had been holding back all the way was finally squeezed out at the moment of parting: "Akashi."

"Ok?"

"...Have you seen it somewhere before?"

The boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and the red center radiated some indescribable sorrow and joy, condensing the water vapor and swirling into an incredible pattern.

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Yato just lost another artifact of his own.

There are people coming and going on the street, and the endless stream of people is moving in the same direction, only he drifts miserably in the opposite direction.All face him, holding colorful umbrellas, and pass through his body.

Wearing a tattered tracksuit, the rain finally invaded the small wounds in his body, and he wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes with his hands, and he pursed his lips.

The overwhelming rain drenched man's soul and spirit, drenching his blue-purple hair one by one, and finally his bangs covered his bottomless eyes.

It was also in this heavy rain that I met a girl with black hair.

She was wearing simple blue jeans and small white shoes. She had straight black hair and a pair of transparent and bright black eyes.In fact, I almost forgot what it was, but I was deeply impressed by the eyes looking at him full of kindness.

Holding a red umbrella, she walked slowly into this deserted alleyway, as bright as another color breaking into an ink painting.

Yato leaned against the trash can without saying a word, watching her stand in the rain with a blank expression, staring in a certain direction.He looked along, and only had time to see a small car driving away, with a man and a woman faintly sitting on it.

[What's the relationship?]

He couldn't help guessing.

But the black-haired girl turned around suddenly, and her eyes moved to him, with a hint of surprise.Her eyes widened, and the indifference inside disappeared: "Are you okay?"

Yato didn't speak.

So the girl ran up to him with an umbrella, squatted down, held the fiery red petals flat, and asked again: "Are you okay? You have suffered serious injuries. Don't get caught in the rain here. Hurry up!" Go home."

He has no home.

So he can't quite understand such words.

"Well... I don't know your name. Anyway, I left the umbrella for you. Go back quickly. Don't lean here. It's cold outside, and you'll catch a cold easily."

She handed him the flaming umbrella in her hand, covered the top of her hair with her hands in a hurry, waved her hands and ran away in a hurry.

The desolate god foolishly grabbed the red flower. He wandered the streets, bruised and embarrassed, but met a girl holding a red umbrella in a narrow alley.

At the last moment, he gave him the umbrella in his hand.

to a stranger.

"What a stupid human being," he sighed.