[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

Being pushed to the hospital by a group of people was such a bad experience that I don't want to do it again in my life.

It was dusk at this moment, and the clouds rolled over a layer of gold, and the clouds in the distance were steaming and rosy, and the sky above them was like blue rouge.

Today happened to be in time for a temple fair in City W. After getting a tetanus shot, the street that came out of the hospital was decorated with lights and festoons, and there was a strong festive atmosphere.Colorful small lanterns hang cross-hung above the head, as if to divide the sky into countless parts.All kinds of shops spread along both sides of the path, and the smell of smoke in the air overwhelms the others. It seems that the sound of Teppanyaki frying can be heard everywhere.

"Why don't we go and have a look?" Wu Yue suggested cautiously.

"Okay, okay!" I raised my hands in agreement.

So a group of people separated in twos and threes, and went to cultivate relationships with their partners and team members.

The noisy conversation and laughter around are mixed together, and even the branches on the roadside are covered with colorful decorations, making people dazzled. The bells of the big bell tower in the distance are transmitted in the wind, soothing and melodious.

Lanterns divide the sky, sparrows flutter past, and the afterglow of the sunset sinks into the sky.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked the boy next to me.

He shook his head.

"You're angry?"

"..."

"I'm so angry."

Having made a conclusion, I stopped, turned around and looked up at his face.The young man looked like he was being coaxed by someone, and he pursed his thin lips, looking unhappy.

"Ah, there are candied haws for sale there."

Pushing his shoulders and running to the stall, I bought a bunch of oranges and stuffed them into his hands, urging: "Come on, warrior, take a bite!"

Holding the bamboo stick in his hand, Akashi Seijuro looked at the layer of tan syrup on the top of the fruit, reluctantly and helplessly lowered his head and bit down.

"Goodjob!" I gave a thumbs up, patted his shoulder and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

The black-haired girl's eyes reflected the bright lights on the street, and a row of small yellow lanterns hanging on the tree made her fluffy hair fluffy, making her look like a soft little animal.

He nodded slowly.

I breathed a sigh of relief, patted my chest, and I showed a mysterious and confident smile: "I know that no one can say no to candied haws."

At the end of the long road is a huge garden, with a tall and strong pine tree in the center, covered with musical notes and lanterns, constantly emitting crisp and melodious music.

"Bach's Brandenburg Concerto."

I was holding a bag of medicine and scratching my head boredly, with drooping dead fish eyes, I couldn't arouse any interest: "Well, it's the second quartet."

Akashi glanced at me, and suddenly laughed out of nowhere: "Baili, do you know?"

"...Nonsense, are you looking down on me? Boy, the second song is composed of flute, oboe, violin and tenor trumpet..."

Before I finished memorizing the rest of the popular science, and just halfway through the pretense, I felt someone's scorching gaze fall on my face.This subtle discomfort caused me to close my mouth and look back inexplicably.

"Barry..."

"Huh? What's the matter, suddenly became serious?"

"Did you do well in middle school?"

I was stunned, I didn't expect him to throw a straight ball suddenly, and I couldn't find anything to prevaricate for a while, so I had to turn my face away and perfunctory: "It's not bad, at least I learned a lot."

"You're lying." There was an undeniable luster in his red eyes, so bright that it frightened people.

"...Hey, hey! Please, can you not make it look like the plot in a third-rate Korean drama? The lines are too embarrassing!"

"You lied to me!"

"I do not have!"

Is this over yet? ? ?

I turned around and pointed to the bell tower in the distance, and shouted in an aria tone: "Ah! Look at that clock!"

The red-haired boy was stunned by the sudden action, so he had no choice but to let the black-haired girl drag him and run towards the bell tower, walking like flying.

...Wait, what did he want to ask just now? ? ?

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The first time Zhang Yunmu met Baili Xi was in the second grade of elementary school.

The little girl with short black hair grinned broadly, with a few curly hairs curled up on the top of her hair, and stood on the rostrum to receive the crystal trophy of the sports meeting.The white deciduous teeth reflected the bright light in the sun. She waved vigorously to the children in the audience, and her bright and gum-free smile left a deep impression on many people.

And will remember her, just because of the name.

[Baili Xi]

Bailixi, Jiang surnamed Dishang, Lu family, Baili family, surname Xi, style name Ziming, was a descendant of a declining clan in Qi State, grandson of the abolished Duke of Qi Zhong, and a native of Yu State in the Spring and Autumn Period.

A girl with the same name as a historical figure.

The first face in high school, on the first floor of the girls' dormitory.

The girl with long black hair walked into Room 105 with three huge packages and met her face to face.Those black pupils reflected the sunlight outside the window, like a beam of light projected from afar, and countless shiny dust floated above the head, shining brightly.

She stood under the light, but didn't smile, she looked straight at it, and said after a long while: "...Student, is it really okay if your bed is so green?"

"This is obviously a fresh forest style! What the hell is green and oily!"

"Hey, that's it." The girl lazily leaned against her bed frame, scratching her head casually, "Well, I thought you deliberately wanted to create a kind of pleasure wrapped in green, it's really popular. The latest suffocation PLAY , um, it’s understandable if you have special hobbies.”

"Who would have such a habit, wow!"

Thus, the intersection of fate begins here.

Zhang Yunmu even began to suspect that what he saw back then might just be a microcosm.Such a short-lived memory is like a dream, bringing a girl who will never laugh again to a long, long time ago, trying her best to find the reason for the deformation.

Bailixi will probably never know that Zhang Yunmu has seen her in her original appearance, and seen her sincerity revealed despite all her masks.Or maybe, the little girl who smiled so happily back then was just an illusion of having the same name, someone from another place, not Baili Xi, at least not this one.

She never mentioned her parents.

Not to mention junior high school life.

She is very gentle.

She didn't cry.

Everyone in high school lived the same dormitory life, and the living expenses were basically the same.Once I accidentally heard someone say that Baili has two living expenses every month and is a big local tycoon. Only then did I know that this guy's parents divorced.

On a snowy night, a couple did what they thought was righteous with great fanfare, reconciled vigorously, and left their newborn baby to their parents and brothers and sisters.None of them felt that they had done anything wrong, and when the enthusiasm passed, they dispersed, leaving a fertilized egg struggling to be born, and forming a new family as if nothing had happened.

In the next ten years or so, she was kicked around like a football, changed countless families, learned to act according to people's faces, and learned the so-called humility and tolerance.

Always being left behind, always chasing others, always trying to live.

Baili Xi avoided any topics related to her mother, and even when she saw the pages of the diary she had written, she stubbornly tore them up, as if she was the one who did the wrong thing.

But she wanted her mother in her heart.

No matter how poisonous the mouth is, the high-spirited speech seems to be so powerful and so meaningless.Really just a stupid way to protect yourself.

Still expecting, still chasing, still paying attention, still yearning.

On National Day in the first semester of senior high school, a woman came to school to visit her with packages of all sizes, accompanied by a boy.

"This is my younger brother, he's super cute, right!" When the girl spoke, her brows were beaming, the corners of her lips curled up, and there were twinkling lights in her eyes.

It was only later that Zhang Yunmu found out that she was the only one who truly regarded the other party as a family member from the beginning to the end.

[With a stepdad, there is a stepmother]

I don't care enough about my children, and it is even more impossible to share the extra love and warmth after having a new family.The girl who lacks love firmly grasps the pitiful little bit of care, and treats it as a treasure.

"I changed schools three times in elementary school. When I was in fifth grade, I accidentally stained the skirt of my deskmate."

"...Why did you suddenly start telling stories?"

"The white dress that the girl just bought couldn't be washed off with rice pudding, and then she cried. I apologized desperately to her and swore to give her exactly the same one, so she forgave me."

"and then?"

"It looked like more than 500 yuan, which was considered very expensive at the time. I went back to my aunt's community and sat on a bench until it was dark. Finally, an old man came to ask me what was wrong, and I told him , and then he said, come on, come to my house and sit for a while, and I will give you money to buy it.”

"...You left with him?"

"The next day, I gave a dress that was exactly the same to my deskmate, and she happily accepted it."

The black-haired girl stopped suddenly when she said this. She turned her head to look at the short-haired girl who was listening to the story attentively. Her eyes were soft, with light spots dancing in them, as if she had written all the goodwill she had: "Can you do this?" It would be great if it ended, but it would be fine if you don’t understand it all the time.”

"Eh? What... mean?"

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, she had vaguely guessed the ending.His whole body was stiff, his pupils shrank, his unspoken words were stuck in his throat, and the expression on his face was shocked and complex.

"There is no one else in the uncle's house. He asked me to take off my skirt and blouse...I did."

The story ends here.

Having arrived at the gates of their respective communities, Zhang Yunmu resisted the urge to ask the truth, and looked away, but happened to catch a glimpse of three figures on the opposite street, and she immediately called to her friend: "Hey, Baili, that's not you!" brother and mother?"

The family of three on the sidewalk looked harmonious and warm. The middle-aged woman's slightly fat body was wrapped in an expensive leather coat, and she was talking to the boy with a smile on her face.Although the man on the other side is unsmiling, he has been protecting the mother and child like a loyal knight.

The winter season is very cold, and the black-haired girl wore very little clothes today. She lowered her head and breathed into her hands, then slowly raised her eyes, looking expressionlessly at the three people passing by on the opposite side.

"Zhang Yunmu, I'm going back, it's too cold."

She said so suddenly, tilting her head to look at the snow-covered shopkeepers, the camphor trees with all their leaves on the roadside, and the gray sky, but she was still unwilling to look back.

Destroying a person is easy, healing is long.

Baili Xi has saved so many people, who will save her.

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The top of the bell tower is covered with glazed tiles, red oak and green tiles, reflecting each other.The four corners of each floor are lifted up, like a bird spreading its wings.The building is divided into six floors, each floor has bright columns and corridors, and landscapes, figures, and flowers are carved on all sides.

The ancient clock hangs in the air, hanging from the top, and its weight is at least calculated in tons.

"Eh? Xi Jiang? Are you coming up too?"

As soon as I got to the sixth floor, I saw several familiar guys leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, including a pink-haired girl who was waving excitedly.

"Wow, so everyone is here."

I left Akashi, and leaned closer to May, overlooking the lights of Wanjia below.Countless bright colors spread into the distance in one piece, and the dots of light gathered together and exuded dazzling power.

"Xi Jiang, tell me the truth, did he bully you?"

"what?"

Momoi Wuyue glanced nervously to the side, and when she found that someone didn't hear, she breathed a sigh of relief, and lowered her voice nervously: "It's Akashi, if he bullies you, tell me, and I'll let Ah Da teach him a lesson! "

"...Student Qingfeng may not be able to protect himself." Changed to a tactful way of speaking, I silently raised my hand to answer.

"Then let Mr. Heizi come!"

"...Wu Yue, do you really think anyone in this group can beat him?"

Momoi Wuyue was silent, she might be caught in some bad memories, which made people feel extremely worried.

Sighing, I patted her head helplessly, put on a proud expression, and smugly said: "I'm afraid, Brother Xi can stand up to the third by himself. In terms of mutual hatred, I dare say no one can compare to me! "

Natsume Takashi, who overheard all the conversation, held his forehead silently and felt suffocated.

"Ah, by the way, this is for you. I just bought it by chance." I suddenly remembered something, and quickly took out a handful of colorful amulets from my pocket. Come for a girlfriend, ask for money, come for money, especially suitable for those of us who are vulgar and easy to understand."

A drop of sweat hung on everyone's forehead.

Asano Xuexiu snorted coldly, turned his back to me and expressed his rejection: "Who would want it, don't give it to me."

"You're such an adult, why are you having such a temper, alas." I shook my head, looked at this restless young man with contempt, and forced it into my hand under his glaring emoji.

When the last peach pink was left, I stopped and calmly rolled it up and put it back in my pocket. I scanned it for a week, then dusted off my clothes, and the old monk let out a long breath as if he had settled down: "Hoo... ...Okay, let's go back."

"I thought you were going to say something big! Such a long preparation is really poisonous!"