In fact, the preparatory class is really like the middle school affiliated to Peking University under the domestic official construction. If you ignore the difference in the area between its teaching area and the hunting ground for combat and spiritual training, it is indeed a small school in a remote suburb.
There is no lack of youthful atmosphere in any school. Even if the most talented students from all over the country are sleeping in the dormitory now, they make the mixed-races among them less cruel and lonely. They are more or less
Shao Zhen became friends. In the years to come, some people may suddenly disappear, but they can still remember the two years when they were sixteen or seventeen years old.
It rained at night.
During the day, on the road that Xia Xian and the others were driving, a bus without a license plate drove in slowly. As the driver, Lao Li was just the most ordinary person, just like the old bus driver in BJ Second Ring Road. His current
He was also asked to drive at work. He only knew that this road led to a somewhat special school, and his task was to send students to the entrance when they showed their special student ID cards.
There was only one girl on the bus, sitting quietly in the last row.
She was looking out the window in ecstasy. The raindrops were getting denser and denser, as if they were swallowing up the road back to the school dormitory. The dim lights of the bus fell, and the squeaking body and tires revealed that it might be older than
This girl is even older. Apart from these sounds, the car is as quiet as if it is driving to the end of the world.
"Girl, it's raining a lot, have you brought an umbrella?" Lao Li spoke with a Beijing accent and asked enthusiastically without looking back. His job was so easy that he felt like he was getting a big bargain. He was a
I joined the company many years ago, and my daily job was to wait at two intersections. If someone got in the car, I would leave. If no one was around, I would sleep in the car.
The salary is several times higher than that of ordinary bus drivers.
The only requirement is to talk less.
This made Lao Li very distressed. He had driven a taxi before and couldn't help chatting with passengers. He was the best at chatting in the whole capital - although he claimed to be one of the best at chatting.
It's just that he has met today's passenger several times. Every week, this little girl will appear on time beside the bus. Lao Li has never seen such a beautiful little girl. She is no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but he is definitely the one who attracted her.
She is the most beautiful woman among the passengers. Although he is old and thinks he has a high emotional intelligence in speaking, he never takes the initiative to talk to her. It is a kind of respect for women and a kind of awe for beauty.
Regardless of age.
"I've got you, Master," Xia Mi said softly. On the quiet bus, she didn't have to speak loudly enough for two people to hear her.
"That's good." Lao Li chuckled, "Have you been going to the city to have fun these two days? It's really rare for your school to be built in this place."
"Yes." Xia Mi was a little careless, not knowing what he was thinking. He tilted his head to the window, and a lock of slender and soft forehead hair dangled in front of his bright eyes.
"We're here," Lao Li parked the bus at a familiar parking spot. Although he really wanted to send this girl, who was considered an acquaintance, inside, after all, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was always unsafe for a girl to walk alone at night, even if
There may be no one else on this road except people from this strange school, "Girl, pay attention to safety."
"Thank you." Xia Mi picked up the empty bag and got off the car from the front. Before getting off, he smiled sweetly at Lao Li. She was so well-behaved that she was like a granddaughter that all old people like. But if she puts it on Lao Li,
, he would rather his unsatisfactory son bring home such a girlfriend.
Xia Mi got off the bus, but did not hold an umbrella. Lao Li watched her leave through the glass, and walked into the deepening night and rain.
Xia Mi did not take the road that passed through the "Jungle Hunting Ground". In fact, that road was never open to the public and was only opened for certain test items and combat drills. Students like her who had been out had to go back to school.
It's a safer path, at least it has street lights.
She hummed a little tune, and the empty bag made her body jump lightly.
The streetlights were flickering, and it was obvious that they should be repaired long ago. Xia Mi often went in and out of the school, and he mentioned it to Professor Qin Dong many times, but his application for repairs was rejected on the grounds that "no one goes out every week except you."
When the frequency of falling raindrops overlaps with the frequency of light flashing, the water droplets in the air will seem to stop and float around people. Xia Mi was staring at his feet, but suddenly raised his head, and the water mist and moonlight around him seemed like
As soon as they started dancing, they were frozen in the photo and stared at each other like lovers.
But there are others staring at him at this moment.
At the end of the road, as the lights flickered, a black shadow loomed.
Xia Mi stood still - in fact, she couldn't move. Someone used the word spirit to control this ordinary night road. The bus master was right, she should pay attention to safety tonight.
The whole school in the preparatory class, including the teacher who originally taught Chinese ancient martial arts, did not give her such a strong sense of oppression, not to mention the students. She admired several good children in Class A, but only in class A.
In the realm of "children", they can be regarded as existences that can stop and take a glance.
"Who are you?" Xia Mi tilted her head, and her bright eyes suddenly turned golden - this is how a nominal mixed-race girl should behave when encountering danger.
The black shadow said nothing.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but it all stagnated in the air. An "underwater" world was now formed between Xia Mi and the black shadow, but this did not affect their breathing at all, and the even sound filled their ears.
While circling around, Xia Mi said curiously:
"It's not polite to stop a beautiful girl on her way home late at night."
The black shadow remained unmoved.
"I told you that the school should improve its security level," Xia Mi said with a smile behind his hands, "Although everyone doesn't go out as much as me, we still have to take care of lawless elements like you. I used to study at the High School Affiliated to Peking University.
I was always like this when I was in school, but no one came to harass me on my way home..."
"Because I have a twin brother. He was born 6 hours earlier than me, but I couldn't grow old. The doctors and nurses were so anxious that they forgot to take care of him. He suffocated for half an hour and became dementia." Xia Miwang
As the rain continued to fall from the sky, "In weather like this, even though he is a demented child, he will come out to pick me up. In many such deep alleys, with him by his side, there is not a single person who is not sensible."
Dare to come up and block the road."
"He is very strong." Xia Mi withdrew his gaze and focused on the dark figure opposite him. "Unlike you, he is not tall or strong. Do you have any brothers or sisters? If so, you must be the smaller one."
"The younger ones need to be protected," she babbled, as if the opposite person was not some bad guy or killer on the road at night, but an old friend waiting for her to come home. "But who says the younger ones can't protect the older ones?"
What? Sometimes I wish my brother had never been born, so that I wouldn’t have to suffer so much..."
"do you think so?"
The black shadow took a step, which was a very precise step. With this step, his figure fell under the dim street light, just revealing his figure and face.
It turns out that this "bad guy" is just a big boy with a very soft and pleasing appearance. He is wearing a Taobao sweater that looks like it was bought casually by college students in the city. The capital letters on the chest look very stupid under the light.
He did not stop the rain on his head, and his whole body was soaked. His black hair was as messy as a lost dog, but he was smiling, and his eyes were still dark and shiny - reflected by his tears.
Yes, he was obviously crying, but he was laughing at the same time.
"The older ones protect the younger ones." He said, "My brother will be with you in the future, so you can just go on with peace of mind."
"Jormungandr."
Xia Mi raised her head slightly, and then she realized that the temporary words he used were not to stop her, but to protect herself from the rain. But this method was too extravagant, right? What if it was from an idol drama?
Is the little girl fascinated? What's more, he doesn't even cover himself, as if he wants to devote his whole body to her.
"Brother." Xia Mi covered his mouth and chuckled, like the happiest person in the world. The heavy rain made the smile fade a lot, as if he was cheering for their reunion, "You are back."
Under the heavy rain that was stopped by the most amazing talent in the world, the girl threw herself into her brother's arms. Every raindrop watched this scene willingly, because...the most rare thing in the world is reunion.