Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

Aecilia admired her work for a while, then placed it on Angelia's desk with satisfaction, and then pressed it down with a transparent ruler.

She then walked out of the dormitory and walked step by step on the college road lined with green trees in the afternoon sunshine that she had just woken up from.

A little bit of wind fell on her through the branches, blowing her hair. The college on Sunday was much quieter than usual. She heard the crisp sound of her feet stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground, and the chirping of birds from time to time.

When passing the central square, there were obviously more pedestrians passing by, and the center of the square was the most noisy.

She walked along the road and looked around, and found that the central area was surrounded by people in three circles and three circles outside. She tried her best to stand on tiptoe and caught a glimpse of a figure with long black hair flying in the center of the crowd.

There was really nothing she could do, so she had to gently pat the shoulder of an unknown classmate beside her and ask sincerely:

"Hello, classmate, why are there so many people around here? Is the person inside Senior Ernest?"

The lucky classmate who was randomly selected by her turned around and said enthusiastically: "Yes, yes, it's Senior Ernest! He is organizing the members of the student union to arrange the scene for tomorrow's credit activity - oh, your height is standing here. If you can’t see it, squeeze in front of me!”

Aecilia's expression was stagnant, and the rarely heard sentence "You can't see your height standing here" was spinning in her mind, and she replied blankly: "Oh, okay, thank you. …”

Her movements were unambiguous and she slipped into the space specially set aside for her by the classmates in front of her. Her view here was much clearer. In her haste, she tripped over someone's foot and became a little unsteady. She couldn't help but grab the clothes of the classmate behind her. The kind man held up her arms and helped her stand firm.

When she raised her head, she met the smiling emerald eyes, and then smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, I didn't stand firm just now. Thank you for helping me."

The other party shook his head and said "You're welcome", and then pulled her along to chat.

The two people who met for the first time had a great understanding and at the same time turned around and looked forward, discussing while watching.

"It seems that the forum has not issued a notice about the credit activity. Can I know the specific content now?"

"This event should be short-term. Usually the notice is sent out the night before, and then the activity starts in the afternoon of the next day. As for the content, I have to ask a friend in charge of the student union. Know."

At this time, someone on the side couldn't help but interjected:

"My friend is in the student union. He said that this event is a very simple cooking competition. It's OK if you have hands. It's OK if you don't have hands but can use levitation magic. As long as you complete the activity requirements, you will be given one credit."

The kind-hearted green-eyed classmate couldn't help but exclaimed:

"That friend of yours is so mean! I only believe the words 'cooking competition'."

Another classmate joined their conversation:

"Oh, you can just deceive the freshmen. The seniors who have seen big storms can only smile and say nothing when they hear such words."

"So this time the hole was dug in..."

Before the voice could finish speaking, its owner was hit on the forehead. It was a good deed by a passing student with a cold expression.

"Don't reveal secrets in front of freshmen."

After saying these words, the aloof senior sister left.

Aecilia, who had remained silent throughout the whole process, closed her eyes and sighed helplessly.

Among the noise, Ernest's voice came faintly.

"Adjust the parameters of D-. These two data can be swapped, and the newly added scene design can be removed... Okay, that's it. Is the experience team here? The medical team is also ready."

The intermittent replies beside him were not very clear. Finally, he said "start", and the people who were debugging the equipment stopped and looked at the center of the field. Water patterns appeared in mid-air, and a blue water mirror rose in front of Ernest. A group of student union members entered it quickly and orderly. Before the water mirror closed, Ernest followed.

"Let's go. They'll be debugging it for at least half the afternoon. We'll stop by to take a look during dinner."

"I took several pictures of their faces! Lucky for everyone!"

"Why do I feel like the chairman is always looking at me?"

The last sentence was said by a kind-hearted green-eyed classmate while touching her chin. Aecilia also wanted to ask why the cooking competition required an "experience group" and a "medical group", but after thinking about it, she decided not to ask. Now, these seniors are extremely determined to let the freshmen experience college life on their own. Anyway, all she needs to know is that credits are not that easy to get.

If she doesn't go to the library, she won't be able to grab a spot.

*

The study progress in the afternoon was satisfactory. She rushed to the self-study classroom at around five o'clock to use the staff to try some content in the book. When she passed the central square, she found that the crowd of onlookers had already dispersed, leaving only the student union in the center. The "Equipment debugging, please do not approach" warning sign stood alone in the sun.

At half past seven, Ethelia, who was almost cooked by the flames she emitted, was roared and rushed to the treatment room with a broom by an unknown professor who was patrolling the self-study classroom. She was taken to the treatment room under the gentle gaze of Professor Albinia. She forcefully drank a bottle of potion that was so painful that she almost vomited out her lunch, then she let the professor work on her wounds with a numb face.

In the end, she left the treatment room alone with half of her body covered with bandages. Originally, she was very agile when being chased by the professor who was patrolling the self-study classroom, but once she applied the medicine and wrapped the bandages, she could barely walk. .

She carefully avoided areas with many obstacles to prevent herself from falling on the road.

Staggering towards the dining hall, the street lights on both sides of the road were brightly lit. The lights in the center of the central square made the equipment debugging area extremely bright at night. At this time, there were densely packed people there. The student union members who entered in the afternoon were one after another or stood up. He came out vertically or sideways, and then the medical team surrounded by the water mirror entrance took over.

She glanced around, but couldn't find the person she was looking for. She put her bandaged palms into the pockets of her coat with difficulty, and was left alone and messy in the autumn wind.

A classmate passing by said "uh" and asked:

"Classmate, are you okay? Do you want me to ask some friends who know levitation to take you back to the dormitory?"

Ecilia declined, saying she could really keep walking.

The classmate took each step and turned back again and again to leave.

Aecilia waited for a while. Before the water mirror disappeared, a foot wearing a black uniform boot stepped out of the blue ripples, and then his whole body came out, and finally the other end in the night. Long hair that looks very black from a distance.

Caught off guard, he looked in the direction where she was as soon as he came out.

Aecilia accidentally glanced at him, and the sharp and undisguised gaze seemed to pierce into her heart. Her scalp went numb, and then she turned and left without hesitation.

"Chairman? Chairman, what are you looking at?"

If Aecilia had been present, she would have discovered that the person talking to Ernest was the green-eyed classmate she met in the afternoon.

"Nothing. Calculate their injuries and treatment costs, and then report to the Finance Department."

The green-eyed classmate nodded, but still curiously turned his head to look in the direction of Ernest's previous gaze, but was blocked intentionally or unintentionally by Ernest who turned away.

By the time he could see clearly, there was no one in that direction.