Senior Minato has additional electives, while Wei Zeshu only has one history class in the afternoon, so he has to finish class two hours earlier than Gongsun Minato.
Taking advantage of this period of time, Wei Zeshu hurriedly picked up his bag and rushed to the largest barber shop on the commercial street. He bought a one-time haircut card, and then ran non-stop to the back mountain area to find the proprietress of Chunyu BBQ restaurant and give him all the money he could. A large table was ordered in advance.
Not to mention the top-notch barbecue, we also ordered the recently purchased Australian dragon and seasonal vegetables.
After ordering so much, I actually invited my senior sister to dinner as an apology. The other part was that Wei Zeshu was very weak because he was chewing notes, so he just took this opportunity to eat something good.
After ordering these, the proprietress took the big Australian dragon to the back kitchen to process it. Wei Curcuma went out for a walk, strolled around, and tried to meditate again.
Regarding the habit of meditating, the little raccoon also gave me some advice. It did not mean that he was like a lunatic, living in the gap between meditation and sobriety every day, waking up and not waking up, and the whole person was in a state of confusion.
The so-called permanent refers to entering the deepest meditation instantly, as easy as opening the status bar at any time in the game. What matters more is the habit and ease when entering. Adapting to meditation is as simple as breathing and drinking water, rather than stressing. How much time do you spend meditating?
It's embarrassing to say that Wei Curcuma was the standard first type before, trying to sleepwalk in the gaps of meditation every day.
While he was thinking about it, the PHS phone in his arms suddenly rang. Wei Curshu was so frightened that he trembled and hurriedly took it out.
When the PHS with this characteristic rings, it often represents a notification from the center, or an emergency contact between some of the anomaly suppressors, which is the highest priority of information.
After Wei Curcuma opened it, he didn't find any notification, but a phone call.
"Hello? Hello, ah... It's you, senior... What happened? Lost your way? Never been to this part of the school? Then, senior, where are you now? That part of Hualin... .Okay, senior sister, don’t move, I’ll go find you.”
The other end of the phone was not an urgent notification, but a call from Gongsun Cou who said very little.
Wei Zeshu roughly understood the current situation from her very few words. Generally speaking, this is the logic:
——1. She has never been outside the main teaching area and is a little lost.
——2. Can’t find the address, but can tell that I am near Hualin
——3. There is no contact information for Wei Curcuma
——4. In desperation, I used the deviant suppression and internship team roster that came with my special mobile phone to find him.
——5. The voice doesn’t fluctuate much, but you can hear some helplessness: “I’m lost.”
When Wei Curcuma found her, she was facing away from him, looking at the scenery in the distance.
This place is called Flower Forest, but there is actually only one tree.
The tree is huge and has been growing for an unknown number of years. The vigorous trunk is grey-brown, and the flowers blooming on it are extremely bright pink, with the anthers showing a purple-red color.
The students in the north don’t know what this flower is called because they have never seen it anywhere outside the school. Moreover, this flower tree is also particularly magical. It stands to reason that all flowers will have their own flowering and fading moments. It blooms all year round and never fades.
Gradually, everyone called this place Hualin to commemorate this flower tree that had never been seen before.
To this day, it is still blooming, but it has lost its name, leaving only a patch of flowers as bright as the morning glow, blooming quietly in the mountain dock, with dignity and tranquility.
Wei Curcuma came here and happened to see Gongsun Minu's back turned to him, standing alone and awe-inspiring under this blooming flower tree.
"Senior, I'm here!"
Wei Curcuma shouted to her from a distance, and a breeze blew by, bringing the unique sweet fragrance of this nameless flower to her face. There were some scattered pale pink petals swaying in the wind.
The pink petals swayed in the wind, falling like raindrops, like a pink snow rolled up. Gongsun Minato, who was carrying a dark purple sword belt on one shoulder, turned her head, and the petals fell from her white hair that was blowing in the wind.
She turned around and stood in the rain of petals, looking at Wei Curcuma with her clear platycodon purple eyes. Those petals fell on the lawn, and some fell on her shoulders and sword bag, and the last piece The piece fell.
Wei Zeshu is a veteran in the second dimension, but he actually has very good taste. It is only because the reality he faced in the orphanage since childhood was too cruel that he pursues the unrealistic beauty in the second dimension.
He has a faded painting album that he bought from the second-hand market. It seems that the original owner forgot it on the balcony every day, causing the wind and sun to expose it, and the paintings in the album were washed away and faded.
That faded collection of paintings constituted Wei Curcuma's earliest longing for beautiful pictures.
That album is a collection of original animation paintings by Makoto Shinkai. The colors of the scenery in it have become faint after fading, but it has a warm and old feeling. It is not like an animation movie album, but like a faded book. Old photos from time.
At this moment, the senior standing under an unknown tree with petals falling on her shoulders looked as beautiful as a painting like that, which reminded Wei Curcuma inexplicably of that painting album.
"Let's go, senior, the hotel we booked is right in front."
Gongsun Minao nodded and followed Wei Curcuma.
