[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

Akashi Seijuro stood under the street lamp, the whole path was so quiet that there were only his breathing and the snapping sound of swarms of moths hitting the light pole.

At this time, the moon was hidden in the clouds, and the world seemed to be wrapped in darkness, only the place where he was standing still had light.The boy just stood at the edge of the playground, letting the slightly sweaty forehead stick to the side of his face, and quickly adjusted his disordered breathing.

After I walked over with my sore legs, I saw such a embarrassed and helpless expression on the boy's face for the first time. He was holding the paper bag, and the corners of his lips were slightly bent down in sadness.

"... Akashi?"

As if he had just reacted, the red-haired boy raised his head abruptly, bright and dark light fell on the ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes, and those rose-colored eyes regained focus, covering up the previous panic without a trace, his expression Softly said: "I forgot to bring my clothes."

The wind blew, and the leaves on the branches trembled. I subconsciously reached out to take the paper bag, and let out a dumbfounded oh.

The dark night sky was covered by dense dark clouds, making it look very low. There were insects chirping from nearby bushes, and the continuous squeaks made the playground look even more empty.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing that he was preoccupied, I asked too much just in case, and I raised my hand and put the back of my hand on his forehead to test the temperature, "It's a little hot, maybe I have a fever."

Akashi Seijuro was stunned for a moment, some words came to the tip of his tongue, accompanied by surging emotions, like a sponge swelled by absorbing water to occupy the atrium.

He had felt this way before, but never as strongly and clearly as now.The question that I had been thinking about for a long time when I heard another person's sentence of condemnation, at this moment, it all turned into a natural reaction of the body.

The dim light of the street lamp fell on the black hair of the person in front of him. The boy's arm hanging by his side moved, and his fingertips revealed a certain degree of eagerness to move.

He took a step forward eagerly, put his arms around my shoulders, rested his chin on it, and rubbed his short, fluffy hair against my neck, prickly.

I don't know whose heartbeat was beating, and the body temperature and breath that didn't belong to me rushed to my face, and the palm attached to the back exuded a scalding temperature with a strong sense of presence.

I opened my lips slightly, but nothing came out.

There was the sound of slightly rapid breathing spraying on the exposed shoulders, which was warm and itchy, and there was a boy's deep voice: "Sorry."

This is the second time he has apologized to me.

He is obviously such a boy who should always be on top, always full of confidence, and never admit defeat, but he always lowers his posture when facing me, giving him rare trust and humility.

"Akashi."

"Yeah." He muffled in response.

"There is no moon in a cloudy sky. Although the silver light and the approaching orbit can be vaguely detected, it is blocked by layers of dark clouds, so I can't see it."

"...do you hate the moon?"

"Why, it's just because of the cloudy sky." Having said that, I paused, then lowered my eyes to look at the red head beside me, "There have been legends since ancient times that on the night of the full moon, werewolves will transform and vampires will awaken Don't think I can do anything normally, but I'm still afraid of supernatural events, such as ghosts, monsters and blood races... So, I think it's better not to see it."

"It can be regarded as being angered. Because it is afraid of the strange creatures brought by the moonlight, it keeps the innocent moon away. Isn't it too pitiful?"

"Not only the moon, but even the sun during the day will be kept away because it is too dazzling. Maybe human beings will like warmer things at first, but it is a pity that the sun and the moon are all the same. Cowards who don't want to be burned or afraid have to Choose to go out on cloudy days."

"So, the fate of the sun is the same, right? If it approaches like the moon, the result will be exactly the same."

"Is such that."

"Then their status is also the same. The sun is far away from the earth in order to prevent humans from hating light and heat, and it is separated from it by two planets. In order to keep the moon in cloudy weather, it adjusts its revolution and rotation to be consistent with the earth. Inseparable."

I can understand Hamlet's survival and destruction, I have watched Kirihara Ryoji Knot the Scissors, I can also understand the pain of Ayakura Satoko Tsukishuji's hair loss, and the morbidity and humanity of Tong Zhenbao vacillating between rose and moonlight.But he couldn't analyze what kind of picture and artistic conception the scenery and people constituted at this moment, and what kind of emotion was reflected in the pupils of the young man in front of him.

My eyes lingered on the overlapping figures on the ground for a few seconds. I lowered my arms and neither acknowledged nor denied it. I just turned my eyes silently and looked at the sandpit beside the playground.

"Is it always like this?" He asked again in a low voice, as if to confirm something, "The moon and the sun will always be just geosynchronous satellites, or just light emitters..."

The night wind passed by, and the eucalyptus rubbed countless leaves in the darkness, rustling.

I squeezed the paper bag and iron box tightly in my hand, and pulled them up vigorously. After a moment of silence, I continued: "Is that so."

"……I see."

The hoarse voice of the red-haired boy seemed to be coming from afar. It was not real, but even more illusory and faint.He opened his hand lightly, looked away, and didn't look at me again.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving first." After speaking, Akashi Seijuro turned around and walked towards the other side.

"and many more--"

The boy turned his head quickly, with hope and sparkle in his eyes that he didn't realize, and the nervousness in his tone: "What's wrong?"

"The one you forgot last time is in my book." I quickly took the iron bookmark out of the original pocket of the paper bag.

Unable to describe his mood at this time, Akashi felt like a supporting actor in a film and television drama who had just experienced great joy and sorrow. His heart, which had emerged from the sea and breathed air, fell into the bottom again. He looked at the girl lying in the palm of his hand for a long time without saying a word A rose-colored heart-shaped bookmark, and finally took it silently.

The teenager even had some kind of illusion, as if what was returned was not the bookmark, but something more important... Ah, that was not an illusion.

He clenched his heart tightly, looked at the expressionless black-haired girl in front of him, and it took him a long time to force out the words: "Then, goodbye."

"Ah."

The spring belonging to H University is probably coming to an end.

The gravel road at the entrance of the dormitory building shines brightly in the dark night, and the metal-colored stone surface is like a dream under the feet.

The shadow of the playground can still be seen in the distance, and the white gardenias are shining with a silver light, like floating faint light spots.The moon above the head also poked out the whole picture from the clouds, as bright and clear as a knife on ice.

I walked downstairs by myself and sighed belatedly: "Ah, the dark clouds have dispersed."

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Five days passed in a monotonous and uninteresting manner.

My life has always been peaceful, and Akashi Seijuro's attitude is the same as usual, as if the scene that night never happened, and everyone selectively turned over this page, pretending to be ignorant.

The dress that May gave me was put at the bottom of the box, and of course I bought another light gauze dress that I thought was perfect for her as a gift.

During this period, I never met Wu Yue again. She probably went to that restaurant by chance that night just for gathering with friends. Unfortunately, she met me.

Time flies by so slowly.

When it was time to go back to school, Zhang Yunmu helped pack everything into the suitcase and threw it on the bus. Under my dumbfounded gaze, he gave a thumbs up: "Baili! Goodbye by fate, of course, don't forget us Take the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong cannon, catch the owner of the lake, take the No. [-] Chunin exam in the world, and become the master of the new world!"

There was an eerie silence in the car.

Well, let her go, I don't want to complain about these old jokes anymore, just be happy.

Inevitably, I sat next to Akashi again.Different from when he came, the boy was leaning on the seat inside, with a book spread out on his lap, he was looking out of the window indifferently with his head tilted, his chin resting in a daze.

I accidentally glanced at a few words, probably [Francesca] and [Madison Bridge], and I understood it, and then a series of sentences came to my mind.

【Seemsrightnow, thatallIh□□edoneinmylifewasmakingmywayheretoyou.】

The moment he sat down, he saw that the young man's fingers pinching the pages of the book turned white, and he didn't turn a page backwards for a long time.I looked away and hugged the bag in my hand, hung my head and started playing with my phone.

There were voices coming from the front seat, probably about meeting a girl at H University, receiving a gift from her, maybe developing a romantic relationship or something.

"She also said I was the nicest person she'd ever met."

I couldn't help laughing out loud, and shook my head helplessly: "The "good guy" in girls' mouths is [-]% first of all "people who are good in everything", and no matter how good they are, they are nothing more than "people who are convenient and easy to use". "That is to say, there is no play anyway.

The two people in front were still discussing excitedly, and the air conditioner in the car was fully turned on.Leaning on the outer armrest, I propped my head up to listen to the music, Aimer's Ref: rain was playing in the earphones, and the husky female voice flowed soothingly, washing away all worries.

Whether it is long or short, the study is over, and I always feel that many, many things have happened during the period.

The things in front of him began to blur, and he blinked his eyelids vigorously, but he still felt sleepy.I yawned lazily, and glanced at Xuexiu Asano sitting in the aisle on the right, who was reading a book wearing a white mask.

Maybe it was because my gaze was too obvious, he immediately raised his head from the book and looked over with a blank expression on his face, a pair of purple eyes fixed on my face, as if waiting for the other party to speak first.

Putting down the bag in my arms, I stood up and walked to the front, negotiating with Sakata Gintoki in the first row: "Teacher, it's too cold, can you turn up the air conditioner, I have a cold recently."

The naturally curly silver-haired young man who was still watching "Weekly Shonen Jump" put down the manga, rubbed his shoulders in distress, frowned, and finally said unwillingly: "Can't every position be adjusted? Wouldn't it be good to turn down your piece?"

"What I'm talking about is that the overall temperature is too low. If this continues, not only me, everyone will get sick, and then the school will know that Mr. Sakata has not fulfilled his responsibilities in leading the team and made the students sick."

The young man tilted his head reflecting the silver light, and raised one corner of his mouth very casually, looking a bit rascal: "Eh? What are you talking about, girl? Yinsang hasn't had any sugar to replenish her energy recently. If there is a sweet one at this time..."

Before he finished speaking, I took out a piece of Lindt chocolate from my pocket and stuffed it into his hand without any explanation: "I hope you will do what you say."

The silver-haired teacher looked down at the chocolate in his hand, and smiled triumphantly, like a preschooler: "Sugar! ILOVEIT!"

There are retarded people everywhere.

I walked back slowly, and saw Natsume and Wuyue behind my seat greeted them, and let out a yell with drooping dead fish eyes.

"Baili, are you cold?" Natsume asked in a low voice.

I shook my head: "No, I'm just afraid that you will get sick, isn't it super warm and awesome?"

The light-haired boy couldn't help laughing, and unconsciously moved a little closer, the edge of his hair seeped a warm light: "Yes."

Wow, this person really agrees, it's super face-saving.

I don’t know why Sakamoto and Ayanokōji, who were diagonally behind, were talking about their high school military training in a serious manner, which attracted several people to join in, including Wuyue. She also enthusiastically talked about the fact that Aomine Daiki’s night hike scared the instructor into rolling The story of the river.

"Me, me, me! I have the most right to speak!"

Raising hands to answer is my strength. Seeing that everyone was watching, I cleared my throat and said seriously: "Our military training in high school is very strict. You can't move or laugh when you line up. Every time the instructor will say [You can't laugh, just report when you laugh. ], once he just finished speaking and I immediately typed a report, and then laughed, I will never forget his expression at that moment.”

"puff--"

"66666!"

"Big brother, big brother, let yourself be defeated."

"Hahaha, Xi Jiang, did the instructor really not punish you?"

I said with a straight face, "Oh, let's go around the playground five times in the afternoon and learn about leapfrogging. It's still the kind that can't stop laughing while leapfrogging."

While the others were laughing non-stop, I sat back in my seat to hide my merits and fame. Just as I was about to continue listening to the song, I was poked on the arm by Asano Xuexiu on the right.

"?"

The boy took off the mask on his face, and the lemon-yellow sunlight shone on his face. He squinted his eyes and looked at me for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Did you go to turn up the temperature?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and he still had the feeling of being weak after recovering from a cold. He spoke very lightly, as if he was really just asking casually.So I simply replied: "Yes, I have recently suffered from a phobia of air-conditioning in buses, can't I?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth.

The author has something to say:

#Speaking with people with high emotional intelligence is convenient and easy to understand

#The young captain with a broken heart

#百里·If nothing happened, pierce the heart, invulnerable to halo body protection·Xi

#Innocently Lying Gun Moon and Sun

Yesterday I took the basics of innovation and entrepreneurship exam... I have a lot of homework recently, so I am a bit busy.I want to know if you have understood their Theory of the Sun and the Moon, please start your performance boldly!