i am your guide

The sun hangs high in the sky and shifts to the west of the mountain. The fine clouds are split by the light and smudged in the blue sky. The double desks separated by an invisible barrier are clearly separated.

The hour hand turns slowly, and the tail of time slips away suddenly.Sith stared at the information paper in front of him, analyzing it word by word in his mind.

There is only a book and a light-sensitive screen in front of Kevill. He holds a very thin light-sensitive pen in his hand. His unfocused gaze falls on the book and then walks away quietly. Silently emerged from the shadows, drifting across Sith's stern face.

The next time I pulled my consciousness away from the report, the sun had already set in the west, and the crimson clouds ignited by the fireworks enveloped the sky, and the orange light tried its best to pass through the hot horizon and extend to the outer sky.

Sith turned his gaze to the empty seat opposite.

The black and white uniform jacket was still draped on the back of the chair, and the light-sensitive pen was placed horizontally on the bibliography. The clear title in large characters came into Sith's eyes: "Battle Situation Planning and Analysis Case", but the man disappeared.

Sure enough, geniuses read high-end books, Sith thought.

He checked the time, the second paragraph and the last ending of the report were confiscated, and most people in the library went to eat.Sith didn't think about where Kevil went, he just wondered whether he should go to the cafeteria first and then come back.

Perhaps because he subconsciously knew that his existence had been neglected, Kevill appeared at the corner of the corridor five seconds after Sith hesitated. He held two cups in his hand and held them steadily.

A familiar and unpleasant smell came from a distance, and Sith opened his eyes vigilantly like an animal whose territory had been invaded. He found the source of the smell in an instant, and it was the generous Kvir who was walking.

"Please." Kevill put the cup in his left hand in front of Sith, his tone flat.

The aroma of the cappuccino invaded Sith's sense of taste, and the guide stared suspiciously at the steaming coffee in front of him, his stomach churning.He took two breaths, pretended to be calm and said, "Thank you."

But I don't want to accept your kindness at all. I don't like coffee.

"You're welcome." Kevill took a sip of the latte in his glass, with a relaxed tone.

Sith subconsciously pushed the cup away, and the two of them began to study relatively silently again.

The sunset is gorgeous but short, and the long night that follows engulfs the entire sky. After 10 minutes, Kevill left.

A 'goodbye' became the last communication between the two of them today.

Sith, who had been pardoned, let out a breath, and leaned back stiffly on the back of the chair.He rubbed his sore neck and glanced at the half-cold cup of coffee.

The coffee that has lost its heat is like a solidified brown sugar cube that has been sealed in a ceramic cup. The untouched drink is stubbornly trying to attract the owner's last gaze. Sith suddenly thought of Keweier.

The only time he raised his head by chance, he saw someone close in front of him.

At that time, the sentinel had a light-sensitive pen hooked in his hand and didn't know what he was writing, and the characters were flying around.He stroked the rim of the coffee cup, pressing his slender fingertips on it.Sith couldn't imagine what it would be like to be held by that hand and slowly caressed. There was a trace of bewilderment in the silence that he couldn't even notice.

The light above his head made the whole person pale, Sith's fingertips trembled, and he mysteriously climbed onto the coffee cup that was left aside.

He actually didn't want to drink, nor did he like to drink.

But he didn't know what he was thinking. When he came back to his senses, the cold coffee had rushed into his mouth along the slightly parted lips.

It was not as bitter as imagined, and the cappuccino with extra milk was completely different from the few coffees that Sith had ever drunk. Adams' brain.

After a little dipping and leaving, Sith's hand shook and he pressed the cup back on the table heavily. The splashed coffee burst through the cup and spilled onto the table.

Mechanically repeating the action of wiping the table, the only thought in my mind is: It seems that it is not as bad as imagined.

Humans are really amazing creatures. Things that were once rejected from the bottom of their hearts may one day become new favorites because of the appearance of a certain person, and things that have always been loved will also become something that they never dare to touch because of some accident. scar.Tired and new love have always been two nouns that coexist. Time has given them different meanings, and they are quietly switched in a certain night.

In the afternoon of the next day, Sith went to where he was yesterday, and saw Keweier again.

In fact, he went very early that day, there were many empty seats, so there was no need to be obsessed with the seat by the window, but Sis went anyway, as if bewitched by something.

Cavill read the book quietly, and he replaced it with a new one - Sith could tell at a glance, because the spine of the book was green yesterday, and it was red today.

"Good afternoon, Kevier." There were few people in the library, Sith sat directly in front of Kevill with his schoolbag in his hand, and greeted with a smile.

"Good afternoon." Kevill only smiled, then lowered his head to read the book again.

Sith shrugged helplessly, took out the materials he hadn't finished yesterday and placed them neatly on the table, and devoted himself to his studies as always.It's just that today is a little different, his attention was not diverted so quickly.

Stubbornly wandering over to the sentinel on the opposite side, about 5 minutes later, a small note quietly crossed the border between the two countries, and sneaked in front of Kevill with heavy words.

There was a violent alarm immediately from the broken invisible barrier, and the light bleached the small note before it fell steadily into Kevier's eyes.Kevill, who was forced to interrupt the reading process, first glanced up at the guide who was sitting on the opposite side and seemed to be studying hard. The corner of his lips hooked in the shadow, and he slowly stretched out his hand and moved the note to himself.

The correct font is extremely beautiful, and it says: No class this afternoon?

Kevill did not move for a long time after receiving the note, and 10 minutes later, Sith received a reply from a spy spying on the enemy: the second grade ended early.

Speaking of which... Sith suddenly remembered that Kevill had already completed most of the courses in the first and second grades, and that he came back in the last semester of the fourth grade at Imperial College to complete the remaining work and officially graduate. There are rumors that he I have already entered the army, and I went back to school just to complete this diploma.

Sith switched to a carbon pen and wrote another line on the note: Are there many courses now?

Keweier: Not too much. Except for the conflict of war and the application of planning, which must be completed in the fourth grade, the planning of other courses is very considerate.

Sith became interested, he straightened his back, and handed the small notes to the opposite person one by one.Keweier's reply speed was still very slow before, but then he picked it up quickly, and in the end it basically replied in seconds.

A piece of paper is like a cruise ship crossing the turbulent river, conveying the news from this bank to the other bank. The words conveyed by handwriting are more tense than the sound. In two hearts.

Notes were passed around, and Sith basically didn't write any main articles in the afternoon. On the contrary, Keweier changed two books in the afternoon, and made more than 40 pages of notes on the light-sensitive screen.

At sunset, Sith knocked his head on the table angrily, thinking about the beauty that deceives others in his heart. Before he finished reflecting, he heard Keweier from the opposite side asking, "Let's go to dinner together?"

"Okay." Sith instantly raised his head and showed a bright smile.

For the next four days, Sith could see Kvir every day. The two-person seat seemed to be labeled as only for the two of them to study by themselves. The guide's report gradually took shape with the passage of time, and the sentinel's book was changed. Another one.

It's just that the headache for Sith is that Kevill seems to be used to refreshing himself with coffee while studying, and he drinks it as soon as he drinks it, but he always wants Sith's share to be a gentleman.

Sith, who was worried about the cappuccino at the beginning, was forced to drink a few cups and gradually got used to it, and even in the end he no longer rejected the taste of cappuccino.

What is this, successful brainwashing?

At the end of a busy week, the amphitheater on Monday morning was overcrowded. The teacher of the public class stood in front of the podium to adjust his optical brain. The noisy classroom was filled with the smell of breakfast.

While yawning, Sith carried his bag and found the seat he had occupied before, and as expected, he saw Selina and Gawain next to him.

Gao Wen graciously helped Selina peel off the outer skin of the cupcake, and inserted the milk straw into the cup by the way.

"Excuse me, can you peel a cake for your lovely brother?" Sith sat next to Gawain, teasingly said.

"Tsk, you don't have hands?" Gao Wen rolled his eyes.

"Did Selina see that this man is so ruthless, don't be fooled by his dirty appearance." Sith stretched his neck and complained, but was slapped back by Gawain: "Don't spread rumors, I'm clean !"

"Hey, you still have something in my hands, be careful... um." Sith put his arm on Gawain's shoulder and whispered threats against his ear, but before he could finish speaking, he was caught by a stripper. Good little cake gags.

The taste of honey cake is very sweet, and it is perfect with milk.

"Eat yours." Gawain glanced at him bitterly, his tone neither salty nor weak.

Sith, who got the small cake as he wished, puffed up his cheeks like a little hamster, and his eyes full of smiles circled around Gawain's body and fell back to the textbook in front of him.

While chewing on the small cake, he reached for a pen in his schoolbag.In an instant, I felt that the atmosphere around me had changed slightly.

The eyes of many people around him fell on him without a trace, and some even looked at him generously.

what happened?

Sith moved to Gawain's side and whispered, "Do you think the people around us are strange, what are you looking at?"

Gao Wen was still busy courting Selina, so he casually said, "Look at you."

"What?" Sith's eyes widened in confusion.

"Go to the campus forum and you'll know. The first post that broke the news is all about you." Gawain looked at Sith with a little doubt, wondering in his heart that this guy didn't even know that he had his own rhythm post. Are you lagging behind?

Sith hurriedly clicked on the forum, and an article titled "Shocked!The chief of the academy actually entangled with him day and night!This charming little fairy! 》 blasted into his brain like an interstellar shell, and fireworks shot up into the sky everywhere, blowing up in a colorful and colorful way.

Depend on? !

Swipe down quickly with your finger, and the articles with pictures and facts are very real, basically they are doing self-study in the library.The picture of the two people looking at each other and smiling was beautiful, and Keith clearly remembered that it was Keweier who asked him if he wanted to have dinner together!How did it become you and me looking at each other sweetly?

And those cups of coffee, what a thoughtful sentinel!Obviously almost poisoned him to death, okay?

There is a short paragraph in the article that revealed that there was actually no one in front of Kevill at the beginning, and a little girl went to strike up a conversation with Kevill, but she was sternly rejected, saying that she was waiting for someone, who was waiting in the end...

It's Sith!

This is almost the same as the position deliberately reserved for him, and no one will believe him if there is nothing wrong.

[Sentry where are you? 】: It's over, it's over, it's over, the little bitch who is always on guard against it still appears!Our male god will not abandon us, will he?

[Kevier is here! 】:no!Which courtyard's foxy thing is this!Come on Jimei!

[Crying for the beautiful love again today]: My God, why is my brother's eyes so doting!I can't stand the full screen of hormones! !

[Peerless fans of the first whistle support club]: The one opposite is the chief guide of the second grade!The bully of our school!Ahhh!My cp is sugary, mom! !

[Do not make lemon essence]: Has the CP from the Arctic Circle rushed to the tropics? !Finally someone saw it! !Ahhhhh!

[Whoever moves, whoever dies]: Secretly passing notes in self-study, this is too feeling!Aren't you guilty of talking about Keville under the nose of others?Or do you just like this kind of secret pleasure? ? ?

[Iron towers and tall buildings are waiting for you to jump]: Secret pleasure +1

……

[Has Kevill appeared on camera today? 】: Secret pleasure +10086

[Double chief, isn't he good? ]: Oh my god, is Kevill going to cheat?Her Royal Highness Vivienne suddenly turned green.

[Scallions and coriander do not put oil]: We Keweier and the third highness have nothing to do!Don't spread rumors upstairs!

……

Sith read the entire article dumbfounded, and only four words remained in his mind: Oh my God.

Oh my god who wrote this? ?I am the Lord, I almost believe it!

"No, no, no... I have to explain." Sith frantically flipped through the communication records, but when he turned to the last page, he found that he didn't have Keweier's contact information at all.

What if Kavier got it wrong?They are as innocent and clean as the new semester banners put up by Imperial College!

"Don't say buddies don't trust you, I think you guys really have an affair." Gawain leaned over to Sith in a timely manner and whispered, the teasing and teasing on his face couldn't be hidden.

"He and I have nothing." Sith gritted his teeth and repeated several times, not knowing whether to tell Gawain or himself.

They really don't have any ambiguity, and they just broke the ice recently to be able to say a few more words, so they have to sit in the Star Fortress to escape to the level mentioned in the article, right?

"I know, I know...Actually, I also think you and Kevill are quite a match." Gawain pondered for a while, and continued: "Look, a sentinel with your average force value can't handle it. If you quarrel in the future If you accidentally beat someone to death, you still have to bear criminal responsibility, how good Keweier is, neither of you can beat the other... Hey, don't do it?"

Sith picked up the book and hit him, furious.

Are you talking about people?