[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

Asano Xuexiu thinks he is invulnerable.

His defense is perfect, no one can get close to his heart, just like his cold appearance, he looks so indifferent and proud.

But no matter how hard-hearted a person is, no matter how firm his heart is, his rock-like belief will always find a soft spot.After going to college, he unknowingly changed his personality, learned to compromise and tolerate, and gradually became like a mature and stable adult.Those trivial desires for dominance and domineering right to speak are all put away and hidden in places no one knows.

Others find him difficult to get along with, and it seems that he is more suitable to be a leader than a bad friend who can talk about life and chat all night.

He was born to be looked up to by everyone.

So you can't feel tired, and you won't be lazy.Always full of confidence in everything, never admit defeat, strong and self-sustaining.Even if there is a yearning for warm things, it will only appear in places other than reality.

but.

When Asano-san picked up the thin quilt in the storage room and went downstairs, he saw the girl sleeping on the sofa, and the line he had prepared was stuck in his throat, and he swallowed it abruptly——

The girl who came back from the rain and just took a shower was leaning on the black and white sofa in her pajamas, holding a towel in her right hand, and she probably fell asleep while wiping her hair.She drooped her head, her damp black hair slid down her shoulders, half covering her cold side face, her legs curled up, showing a posture of self-protection.

The young man approached silently, glanced at the silver suitcase parked beside the sofa, and quietly had some kind of doubt, circling in his mind non-stop: Why did he pick up this trouble back then?

This kind of doubt is about to come, sweeping all emotions in an instant.Ask yourself that he is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business, it is better to say that the person in front of him is.He stopped to think, and attributed all this to his strong curiosity and desire to win.

【A girl treated differently by Seijuro Akashi】

Just put this label on it.

Thinking of this, Asano Xuexiu squatted down and looked at her face, then threw the quilt on her body and covered her carefully.The skin behind the girl's ears was white and transparent, and one could see the graceful lines and slight scars on the back when glancing down from the earlobe.

He looked away, raised his hand to brush away the long hair on her forehead, revealing the whole delicate and pure cheek.The girl's white skirt and black straight long hair were trapped in the plain background, blending into one.

The room was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be clearly heard.

The girl's face is close at hand, her pale lips are tightly pressed together due to lack of water, the ends are slightly raised, and the shape is very cute.The slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and fan-shaped shadows fell below the eyelids. At this moment, she slowly opened her eyes.

The ignorant pupils were spotless, and the dark pupils had no focus.

The boy immediately turned around and stood up, pretending to be meaningless, and there was a bit of panic in his movements that he didn't realize.He coughed twice, and although he looked into the distance, the corner of his eye stayed where he was.The open book on the coffee table was bumped lightly by him, the pages were rushing, black and white words flashed by quickly, the cover was closed again, and the words "Chaosao" came into view instantly.

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When I woke up, it was dark all around.

Not only is it gloomy outside the window, covered with dark clouds, but even the light in the room is sparse, and only vague shadows can be seen.Sitting up slowly from the sofa, another person's cough suddenly sounded in my ear. I looked along the position where the sound came from, and saw a bright orange in front of the white wall.

The boy's hair color is the only bright light in the room, it's hard to imagine that such a cold person has such a vibrant color.Those violet eyes also shone brightly in the darkness, like a swaying flower in the ruins.

So I laughed and scratched my head embarrassingly: "Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep just now."

Asano Xuexiu ignored me, but bent down and turned on the small light on the left side of the sofa, the orange light fell, leaving a circle of golden shadows on the top of his hair.By the light, I could clearly see the titles of the books on the coffee table.

"It's rare for Yukio Mishima to write some innocent stories..." I said to myself, inadvertently recalling a certain red-haired boy, he held "Spring Snow" and flipped his earnest side face, with an indescribable feeling closeness.

Asano paused for a moment, his eyes passed by the surface of the page, and he looked deeply into it, without expressing his opinion.After a while, he calmly said, "It's past seven o'clock, what do you have for dinner?"

"It's fine, I'm well fed."

The orange-haired boy didn't speak any more, he lowered his head halfway, took out a celadon teacup, poured a glass of water, and pushed it in front of me.Then he stood up and rolled up the sleeves of the white shirt, put on the stacked gray-blue apron with a blank expression, and walked into the kitchen.

I watched this series of actions so shocked that I couldn't speak, my jaw almost fell to the ground.

No, wait... Hey, is this still Asano-san?The president of the super-difficult club association?No. [-] cold-faced messenger who claims to have come from hell?The arrogant and arrogant devil king who is always arrogant?A hypocrite who only treats his subordinates kindly?No, no, no, he must have been possessed by an evil spirit, or he ate something bad.

Through a layer of frosted glass doors, one can faintly see the slender young man seriously chopping vegetables, with a gray-blue apron belt tied behind him, which inexplicably adds a human touch to the image of a male god who does not eat fireworks.

But...the one on the chopping board is a carrot...why is it cut so twisted...

Twitching the corner of my mouth, I stood at the kitchen door and knocked tentatively: "Then what, Asano-san, do you need help?"

"Need not."

"I can cut vegetables for you, ensuring that the shape and size are satisfactory!"

"..."

He was silent for a while, and finally responded in a low voice: "Yes."

The whole villa has a simple tone, white walls, cool-colored furniture, black and white sofas, light brown curtains, a TV that occupies the entire wall, several bottles of red wine are stored in the display cabinet, and the coffee machine stands on the marble floor of the dining room. desktop.The kitchen is also a large area of ​​white, the cabinets have silver-gray handles, and a large double-door refrigerator is placed on the right side. At a glance, there is a disinfection cabinet, a dishwasher, and an oven. The compartments are full of seasonings.

Tyrant, friend?

Taking over the sharp stainless steel kitchen knife, I patted the boy on the shoulder confidently, showing a proud expression of "Leave everything to me".

"You...be careful."

"no problem."

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the carrot corpses of different sizes on the right, and three black lines fell from the top of his head without a trace.I cut it up and down, so skilled that I could even see afterimages. The neat carrot slices were of the same thickness, as if they were made by machinery.

"Is there anything else to cut?"

"...Can you use a pressure cooker?"

"What's so difficult about it, leave it to me."

Kitchen killers are no longer popular nowadays. Frying the kitchen and scorching dishes are all clichés, so I’m sorry, Brother Xi, I’m proficient in cooking, steaming, frying, frying, cutting, and grilling. I can get any type of kitchen knife at my fingertips. You can serve the dish as soon as you report the name of the dish.

If you switch to other friends who are familiar with Two-dimensional, you will definitely be amazed at this time—it’s you!The little master of China!

It's a pity that Mr. Asano is very knowledgeable. He only stayed in a daze for a few seconds before readjusting his facial expression and began to order people naturally: "Take out the beef in the freezer and defrost it."

"Oh!"

"Pass over the third layer of pasta sauce."

"Ok!"

"Pour in oil, deep-fry until golden brown, and take it out."

……

Unknowingly, he worked with this cruel devil to complete a table of dishes. He has rich theoretical knowledge, but he is a bit unprofessional in practice.

Asano backhanded to untie the belt of the apron behind him, but he couldn't get it off after pulling for a long time. He pursed his lips and looked unhappy.Sneaking a smile next to me, I peeked at the boy's puffy cheeks, and suddenly felt that this guy was quite cute.

"Asano Xuexiu."

I called out his name righteously, with a calm tone without any ups and downs, "Call out Brother Xi and I'll help you untie it."

"unnecessary."

"Hey, do you like chili?"

"what happened again?"

"I prefer ketchup."

"...No one asked you what you like, okay?!"

I smiled confidently and put down the chopsticks in my hand: "I saw Yakult in the refrigerator just now, I didn't expect you to drink this too."

The boy seemed to be choked for a moment, and he explained unnaturally: "It was bought for milk."

"Long live Yakult! Long live Asano Gakuhide!"

"Hey, hey, don't yell in other people's houses!"

After raising my arms and shouting, I quickly untied the apron for him, and the boy obediently lowered his head, obediently waiting for it to be taken off from his neck.His body, which is much taller than mine, bent down slightly to accommodate this set of movements, and the top of his orange hair shone softly.

I had the illusion that he was actually easy to get along with.

A few fluorescent lights suddenly appeared outside the floor-to-ceiling windows behind, and the faint light slid out in the darkness. It swayed quickly around the camphor, as if waiting for the wind to ease.

"Has the rain stopped?" I still held the blue-gray apron in my hand, and asked Asano puzzled.

He answered quickly: "No."

"There are fireflies outside. Look, it's on the left side of the tree root."

Asano Xuexiu stood up straight and looked in the direction of the black-haired girl's finger. This kind of insect that drags bright and bright streamers in the summer night is like a burning spark at this moment.The trail of light was imprinted in his mind for a long time, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the people around him. The girl stared at the dark and thick night, and there were dots of fluorescent light in the depths of her pupils.

"In ancient China, it was believed that fireflies were transformed from rotten grass. For example, "Gewulun" said that they were transformed from rotten grass and rotten bamboo roots. This seems to make sense."

The boy couldn't help interjecting: "It's just because the grass roots by the water lay eggs, and the next year the grass chrysalis hatch in the soil."

"Many people like the large fluorescent lights. They think such a scene is very beautiful, but when they think about it, there are dense insects crowded in the grass, which is quite disgusting."

After briefly ending the topic, I shrugged my shoulders, sat down again and poured myself a bowl of soup: "I am not afraid of the moonlight to see the ugly, but I am afraid of the wind and rain, so there will be such poems... Ah, it seems that there is too much salt , a bit salty."