The "Sodrula Temple Incident" was satisfactorily resolved.

Yes, that bullshit temple, called the Temple of Sodrula by the scholars of the Empire... An equally bullshit name, I don't know where it was translated. In short, this time the matter was successfully resolved.

This so-called consummation means that the enemy's goals have not been achieved, the prisoners who carried out the kidnapping have been killed, and the number of students has not decreased. As for the casualties of the army, the loss of the base, and the destruction of the temple's relics, they were all ignored.

An Xiaoyu returned to the Three Thousand Academy, and because of the student's injury, the school decided to give the students of the two classes of the mecha department a few days off.

Ran Ye personally went to the door of the temple, picked up all the students, looked at their injuries, and her face was full of pity, An Xiaoyu looked at her expression, and her heart was also warm. Wei Qingxuan and the six of them were also rescued, after all, the first Wei family is still the first sequence, if he is killed, the people behind them can't afford it.

After returning to school, An Xiaoyu finally saw the dead ghost of the administrator.

Still sitting in the small pavilion in front of the women's dormitory, because it was approaching autumn, the weather was a little cold in the morning and evening, and he also put a pot of chrysanthemum tea in his hand, and An Xiao's tone was not in one place.

I know that this experience is very important to me, and I also know that thanks to this experience, my state of mind and experience of facing enemies can also grow, and my future spiritual path will be much smoother. But I'm still angry!

An Xiao walked to the pavilion in a puffed voice, standing beside the caretaker covered in dust, seeing that he didn't react, he shook and shook like a hair, and a large piece of loess spread out, falling a whole layer on the amber water surface of the glass teapot.

The caretaker looked at her like a fried kitten.

An Xiaoyu stood in place, staring at the administrator, with tired bloodshot eyes, stubbornly holding back her tears in the tear glands, holding her throat so painful that she couldn't say a word. She just watched like this, in fact, for what? She didn't know it herself, or, just wanted an answer, anyway.

"Come on." The Administrator beckoned, as he normally would.

An Xiaoyu seemed to be nailed and did not move at all.

The administrator smiled and shook his head, finally stood up, and in Ann Xiaoyu's incredible eyes, he hugged her in his arms.

The face was pressed against the Administrator's chest, feeling the caress above his head, which used to feel like a petting cat, but now it was so gentle and warm. An Xiaoyu almost couldn't believe it, what kind of situation was it now?

An Xiaoyu was a little puzzled, but the administrator did hug her and didn't let go.

She thought of the dazzling sunflowers, the warm breeze that day, the man she fell in love with, and her desire for warmth.

I don't know how many times, she suppressed her longing fiercely, because of silence, because of dreams, because of the cruelty of the world, because of the object of her longing, what an unreliable old thing. She turned impulsiveness into reason, until now.

The caretaker's embrace was so warm that An Xiaoyu's cold body, which was helpless in the temple, felt the sun-like comfort of the Jiuxi tribe.

What answers, what explanations, at this time, have become vain. An Xiaoyu wrinkled the tip of her nose, how long she had been thinking about it, how long she had been looking forward to it, how many grievances she had felt, wasn't it just because of such a time?

For the sake of this, he took the initiative to give himself a hug at the time.

Tears poured out of An Xiaoyu's eyes, cutting across her dusty face, leaving two tear stains with mud, but before the tears could dry, new tears flowed out. Ann Xiaoyu felt that her mind had gone blank, drained, and all turned into tears, which remained on the administrator's chest.

"Wow-" Ann cried.

The first cry came out, exhaling all the strength of her body, and the whole person could not stand still, and lay on the administrator's body, crying loudly, crying and muttering something that only she could understand.

The caretaker hugged her tighter to prevent her from slipping from her body to the ground, sighed softly, reached out and patted An Xiaoyu's back, comforting: "Okay, don't cry, don't cry." ”

An Xiaoyu choked up and nodded, and said, "Don't cry, don't cry." ”

But the tears kept flowing, my eyes were swollen, and my throat was hoarse.

The people around the girls' dormitory looked at An Xiaoyu and the administrator, many people knew that An Xiaoyu was a freshman in the mecha department, and the relationship between the two was very ambiguous and unclear, and today they were going to pierce the window paper? So why are you crying so sadly?

Can't see those surprised eyes, can't see those gossip looks, An Xiaoyu let go of all her defenses and burdens, lay on the administrator's body and cried enough, crying until her breath was uneven, and her eyes couldn't open, so she just lay in her arms and fell asleep.

The administrator took An Xiaoyu to his lap and sat in the pavilion, looking up at the stars and moon in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking. The peeking person flickered his head, and suddenly found that the two people who were clearly in the pavilion just now disappeared in the blink of an eye?

The two girls came out from behind the bushes and rubbed their eyes vigorously, and sure enough, the people in the pavilion were gone! They ran to the pavilion and looked around, puzzled, hidden? Teleport? Magic? Hell yes!

When they wondered, the administrator had already returned to her dormitory with An Xiaoyu, without alarming anyone, Shao Jiaxian had not returned to the dormitory, and she didn't know where to go, there was an occasional sound of walking in the corridor, and the room was as quiet as a dark blue.

The administrator put An Xiaoyu on the bed, but there was no movement, and there was no dust on the girl's body. The worn-out training clothes are gone, replaced by pink pajamas; The tear stains on his face were gone, leaving only red and swollen eye sockets; The wound on his forehead is also gone, and the bangs are on the thin eyebrows, which is a little charming.

Sitting at the head of the bed and putting An Xiaoyu's head on his knees, the administrator reached out and touched An Xiaoyu's face, a little distressed.

But what can be done? The administrator blinked, asking himself, and asking the sky.

So, God answered him, there is no way.

Not long after, Shao Jiaxian pushed the door and walked in, still humming a song, and just wanted to turn on the light, he saw the two legs hanging on the edge of An Xiaoyu's bed.

She was already somewhat familiar with the situation, retracted her hand on the light switch, and walked softly to the bedside, where the caretaker smiled at her and said silently, "I'll stay here for a while." ”

Shao Jiaxian's face was embarrassed, where are I going if you stay here?

As a result, as soon as the administrator raised his hand, a golden note appeared between the index and middle fingers: "Salvation Cook's three-fold coupon." ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she wanted to take it in surprise, but suddenly reacted: "But..."

But I'm going back to sleep...

The administrator's two fingers twisted, and another black card came out of the back of the three-fold coupon: "VIP 10-hour experience card of Dynasty Club." ”

"Deal!"

Watching the little girl staggering out, the administrator's mood returned to happiness, now is not as good as before, even if there is no way, what does it matter? He believes that An Xiaoyu can face the difficulties he encounters alone, even if he complains about him and hates him, as long as...

The administrator looked down at An Xiaoyu's peaceful sleeping face, and suddenly showed a sly smile.

The next morning, the sun shone into the window of the dormitory, and Shao Jiaxian, who had spent a night of corrupt life outside, lay on the bed without the slightest ladylike demeanor, sleeping soundly, An Xiaoyu finally woke up and opened her eyes.

Sitting up from the bed and looking at the sunlight outside the window, it turned out that his eyes hurt when he rolled his eyes, and he almost broke the vitreous yesterday, thinking about An Xiaoyu felt a little blushing.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face, did an eye care work, and didn't change my clothes, so I went downstairs directly, planning to have a normal lunch after a long absence.

During the two weeks of military training, I starved in the forest first, and then it was all a set meal for the little soldiers in the army, which was simply not eaten by people, and I don't know how many layers of the level was worse than the sick meal at the Shahai base.

Thinking so, An Xiaoyu began to frantically look forward to the food in the dormitory cafeteria, and her stomach, which had not eaten for two days, growled, and it was extremely loud. An Xiaoyu's face flushed, and she looked around, and sure enough, the person next to her walked over and turned his head to look at her.

Heard!

Lowering her head, An Xiaoyu rushed into the elevator, took advantage of the fact that no one went downstairs, rushed to the cafeteria to eat quickly, sat down to eat to her heart's content, leaned on the chair to recuperate, and felt the warmth of strength and blood refill every corner of her body, and then stood up with satisfaction, holding a plate and planning to leave.

Sending the plate to the recycling place, An Xiaoyu turned around, only to see several people suddenly turn their heads, as if they were just peeking, but as soon as she turned her head, they avoided their gaze. But even if she avoided it, some people couldn't help but steal their eyebrows at her.

What the heck?

An Xiaoyu wondered, touched her face, confirmed that there were no rice grains left, and turned around and left.

When I got out of the cafeteria, I saw Aunt Zhang walking out from behind the small window, moving a chair and planning to bask in the sun at the door, so she raised her hand to say hello, Aunt Zhang leaned on the back of the chair, also said hello, and took out an e-book.

An Xiaoyu smiled, and planned to go back to the dormitory to change clothes, and then go out for a walk. As a result, before she entered the elevator room, she heard Aunt Zhang calling her from behind: "Xiaoyu? ”

An Xiaoyu turned her head: "Aunt Zhang, what's the matter?" ”

Aunt Zhang's face was a little embarrassed, and she looked at An Xiaoyu coming over, as if she was considering her words.

An Xiaoyu wondered, what happened?

Aunt Zhang thought about it, and finally said earnestly: "Xiaoyu..."

"Huh?"

"It's a good thing for young people to show off their individuality, I know that you are young, and people of my age are no longer able to catch up with the trend."

What's that? An Xiaoyu thought about it, but could only continue her words and said, "How can there be, Aunt Zhang, you are still young, how can you not keep up with the trend." ”

Aunt Zhang coughed dryly and continued: "That, your pajamas are good, did you buy them yourself?" ”

"Huh? Yes...... Oh, yes. An Xiaoyu didn't understand even more, didn't she still talk about the trend just now? Why are you in pajamas?

Aunt Zhang gave her a strange look, and finally spoke: "This kind of clothes with words on the back, it's better to wear them in the house..."

"What?" An Xiaoyu was stunned.

"I'm not saying that the clothes are bad, don't get me wrong......"Aunt Zhang hurriedly explained: "I'm just saying, in case someone thinks you're that... And then what... Don't you just..."

Do I rub? An Xiaoyu instantly understood what she took out of the terminal and took a photo from the back, but found two huge words on the back of her pajamas, which were clearly written - "*"!

me!

"Aunt Zhang, listen to me, this is not my dress... No, it's my clothes, but I didn't write the words on the back! ”

Well, it's already unclear.

An Xiaoyu changed her clothes and threw her pajamas in the administrator's face, and the administrator picked them up and looked at it: "The clothes are good!" ”

"Yes, you ghost! Did you do it? ”

"Nope!" The Administrator swears, "Absolutely not, what I wrote is clearly 'restrained'." ”

An Xiaoyu's brain took a sharp turn, and she was almost led astray by him.

"Introverted" and "*"... It's a bit like that!

However, like the return to the image, introverted or introverted, *and still * after all!

Don't try to fool me!

"Smack!"