The last day of the rest day is a lazy summer day. In a garden near the dormitory www.biquge.info, the magnolia is slowly blooming, the bright sunlight falls on a pot of small flowers by the window, and the breeze shines through the screen window, bringing a faint floral fragrance to the dormitory. Even diligent students will lie in bed today, and go out to enjoy the lazy and brilliant summer.

With the exception of Krendil, who studied hard in his room.

"Goo-goo-goo. ”

His stomach let out another protest sound, and Crendil rubbed his flat belly, slightly comforting his wriggling stomach. Outside the door, roommates were talking, discussing where to go on this laid-back summer day. The conversation gradually became quieter, and finally there was a sound of the door closing.

This sound was the signal to start eating, and Clendier couldn't wait to put down the "Elemental Project" in his hand, opened the bottom drawer, took out a large package of paper-wrapped bread inside, and then moved a large jar in the corner to the table. The large jar smelled disgustingly sour, but it made his saliva water.

When Clendil opened the jar, a sour smell came to his face, and he used his chopsticks to sandwich a few yellow-green pickled cucumbers on the bread, and this was his lunch. He wrapped the pickled cucumber he had made in dry wheat bread and ate it in large gulps. This is the most cost-effective and cost-effective food combination he has explored in his one-year life in the college.

Cucumbers in the free market are very cheap, and after being pickled, they not only lose their light taste, but can also be stored for the winter. And the wheat bread in the cafeteria, in Krendil's opinion, was simply a benefit given to him by the college, the bread was not at all like the black bread he ate when he was a child, not only was there no impurities in it - there were no wheat husks, skins, pebbles, and it was also bought in large quantities and discounted!

However, this set of cost-effective food pairings also has a small drawback, his roommate is very disgusted with the smell of pickled cucumbers, and has ridiculed him to his face more than once, and over time, he also has a smell of pickled cucumbers. As a result, Krendil's classmates nicknamed him "Sour Cucumber Kid", which matched his cheeks with the color of the dish was really apt.

Therefore, in order to minimize the damage to his roommate's nose, he chose to take out the pickled cucumber when his roommate was away. As for the smell of pickled cucumbers on his body, there was nothing he could do, although the smell of "pickled cucumbers" made him gain the disgusted eyes of many beautiful people of the opposite sex and the disgust of his classmates, but compared to the thrifty copper coins, the damaged self-esteem was nothing.

He needs money to buy books, and one of the great advantages of the academy is that it has the latest and most comprehensive "element books", and every translated teaching book will be released by the academy as soon as possible. And he needed those books very badly, because he didn't have a good foundation compared to other students....

Crundil took a bite, the sour taste spreading across his tongue, and he suddenly thought of a silver-haired girl. Fortunately, I took a shower before going out for the two days, he said to himself. After eating two pickled cucumbers and a large loaf of bread, Krendil felt much better in his stomach, and he rubbed his tired eyes to rest.

Klundier was very satisfied with his dormitory, which not only had its own rooms, but also had "air pipes" to bring in air conditioning or heating, and his window was facing a remote garden. His rest is to sit on the bed and admire the garden, all kinds of unknown flowers and plants. Because the small garden in front of the window was remote, he had hardly seen many people, so he privately regarded this small garden as his own.

It is a very economical, effective and beneficial hobby, which not only regulates the mood, but also soothes the fatigue of tired eyes and prevents myopia. He didn't want to buy a pair of glasses, it was too expensive, enough to buy two of the latest Elemental Books.

He stood up, stretched, and walked to his bed. According to Krendil's experience, in the Kazakh summer, the "own" small garden is the most beautiful, because the magnolias next to the pavilion in the small garden will bloom, clustered with white pavilions, and the green grass will cover the stone paths, and all kinds of small flowers will poke their heads out of the dense grass, attracting white butterflies.

When Krendil's eyes drifted out of the window, he was stunned because there was an uninvited guest in his small garden, and it was her arrival that upended Clendir's experience.

Alina sat in the gazebo, enjoying the shelter of the gazebo, flipping through the "Adventures of the Two Bladers" in her hand, a breeze blowing through her hair, and the silver tear mischievously blocked the black font.

"I'm supposed to bring the quaint one. She muttered to herself, turning another page, to the last.

"Is this the end?" Alina reluctantly closed the book, "I hope there's the next one in the library." ”

There was no reason to be lazy, so she stood up and prepared to leave. Alina could have been in the private training room, practicing how to fire a fireball, or in the library, studying literature so that she could pass the skipping exam and leave Professor Derek with crocodile eyes.

But tonight's summer was too lazy, and when she unexpectedly saw this small remote garden, she couldn't help but make an excuse for herself - to finish reading "The Adventures of the Two Bladers" in this beautiful summer, so she lazy here for almost a morning.

Alina walked out of the gazebo and stepped on the soft grass with a white parasol. After leaving the world that the book had constructed, she felt as if a gaze was watching her. She turned her head in the direction she was looking at, and saw an empty screen window not far away, and a pot of half-withered flowers on the windowsill.

Her turquoise eyes reflected the small flower, rooted in the cracked earth, its head bowed, out of step with the vibrancy of its surroundings, and it looked miserable. An idea popped into the silver-haired girl's mind, so she put down her umbrella and walked gracefully towards the screen window, where snow-white butterflies fluttered around her, and white magnolia fell on her silver hair. Alina walked across the meadow like a white cloud drifting across the sea.

Crendil curled up under the windowsill, and the gentle footsteps of the silver-haired girl drew closer and closer, as if stepping on his heart. His heart was pounding, his face flushed, and he tried to lower his breathing, like a criminal worried about his discovery. He was nervous and scared, just now he saw it, and saw a snow-white half-elf girl sitting in the gazebo. She was even more beautiful, as beautiful as an illusory dream. At that moment, in his memory, the beautiful little garden under any summer day lost its color. The footsteps stopped, and Krendil's thin back pressed against the wall, and he heard the sound of running water.

Alina watched as the cracked dirt in the pot soaked up the water before she overflowed and withdrew the water bottle in her hand.

"This must be a boys' dormitory, not only can't even raise a flower, but also has a sour smell. She muttered to herself, put the water bottle back in the space pocket around her waist, turned to leave, picked up the umbrella, and Krendil secretly stuck out her head and watched the snow-white back disappear behind the green leaves....