"My Hero Academia" Add some sugar to the mandarin duck pot

At the beginning of the battle, Guba Rouzao used his personality to soften the ground to hinder their actions, and froze the ground in a leisurely manner. Iida tacitly charged at Gubarouzo at the moment when the ground was frozen and the opponent was stunned.

The strategy of getting rid of the toughest personality owners first is the right one.Miyamoto Kiyoka thought approvingly, because of the 800 million warning, she felt that the Gupu Rouzou was not so easy to deal with, so she tried to go over to help, but just as she walked away from Hong Jiaodong's side, a gust of wind blew behind her head, and she quickly lowered her head , The sharp instrument brushed against the scalp, cutting off a few strands of hair.

"Student Qinghe, your opponent is me."

Jiaoqu Pony used his personality to shoot horn-like sharp weapons at her continuously.

A girl who looks so cute can't bear to beat her up.

Miyamoto Kiyoka cut the palm of his hand, and the blood turned into golden lightning, condensing into a blade that pointed directly at the opponent's vitals.Electric sparks exploded in the air, making a thunderclap sound, and the eardrums were numb from the shock. After the gold scattered all over the eyes, the petite figure of Bonnie stood in the distance without moving a bit.

"We investigated Qinghe's personality, so we prepared combat uniforms made of insulating fabric in advance. Not just me, but all my team members wore them."

Is it so dark? !

Arms were wrapped in something cold and metallic, Miyamoto Kiyoka turned around sharply, Tie Zhe raised his hand and punched her in the face.Miyamoto Kiyoka turned his face sideways to avoid the attack, and covered Tie Zhe's face with his palms. Electric current passed through his body, and Tie Zhe screamed and convulsed.

"You should prepare an insulating mask. If I remember correctly, iron conducts electricity."

Class A vs Class B

Tie Zhe convulsed under the strong current, trembling like a snake.

Miyamoto Kiyoka cut his hands behind his back, pressed his knees against his back, and exerted a little force.In such a posture, a little force can break a human spine.

"Enough, let go, if this continues, you will die."

Hong whispered behind her ear, grabbed her wrist and forced her to let go, then kicked Tie Zhe, who was covered in smoke, far away.

Too cruel.The wolf-like bloodthirsty fighting style does not care about the casualties of both sides, no matter whether the method is excessive or not, it just completes the given orders numbly and frantically.Even what the underworld taught her, she would only know how to fight alone.

He remembered the battle of rescuing Neri, in order to get the pistol, Miyamoto Kiyokazu broke the arm of a member of the Yasai Society with a blank face, and the man fell to the ground, but she just shook the gun on his hand. Blood, dirty as if some kind of paint had been thrown off, showed no mercy to his former companions.In fact, she could not grab the gun in that way, and could use intimidation to force the other party to submit, but she didn't. She subconsciously chose the cruelest method but also the method she is best at.

I remember the golden eyes that looked at me at that time, they were as warm as the morning sun, but against the large swaths of blood, they were as cold as frozen amber, and the depths were thick black like a black hole that swallowed all the light, chaos There was even a tinge of pleasure.

The black and red blood is the most magnificent color on the canvas, and the pain of the enemy is the celestial music that makes the ears clear and the eyes clear.

Those were the eyes that really belonged to the killer.

He didn't want to see Qinghe become like that.

Hong didn't understand that just ordinary training could make her so devoted.The battle is against Xiongying's classmates, not the murderous enemy alliance.

Does it matter who the designated target is as long as the order is issued?

This is not a reserve hero, but a killing tool.

Maybe it's really my father's wishful thinking, not everyone is suitable to be a hero.

"Boom, what's the matter? Don't be in a daze during the battle."

The girl's smile was as clean as the clear sky after the rain, and she shook her hand in front of his eyes, and he came back to his senses.

"Just stay behind me."

"Hey, this is an assessment." Miyamoto Kiyokazu raised his eyebrows, "How can I earn credits by staying behind you?"

With a helpless expression of "Why are you so stupid", "The credits for class battles are not based on individual performance. It mainly depends on teamwork. Keeping you behind me is also a team strategy."

She thought for a moment, "Then...then am I useless?"

"The opponent made a plan to suppress you from the very beginning, and your rash actions will only make the battle worse."

Hong arranged for Shoko to deal with Kakuboni, and Shoko easily crushed Kazoponi's horns one by one, and threw her into the iron cage.On the other side, Wei Bai was also put in a cage. If this situation continued until the end of the battle, it would be a tie.But apparently Hong is not satisfied with the status quo, and tries to break through Tie Zhe's suppression to save Wei Bai.

But Tie Zhe is quite difficult to deal with.

The distance between the two sides was too close, so he had to give up his personality of using ice, and use fire suitable for melee combat, scorching the two of them with scorching heat. Although Tie Zhe was burned red, he still gritted his teeth and muttered obscenities and did not move away. .There was a burning crimson in the field of vision.He seemed to have lost his hearing and couldn't hear anything, but he saw Tie Zhe's mouth was like an anoxic fish crowded on the surface of the water in a pond, opening and closing to say something.

So hot.I can't breathe.

Time was infinitely stretched into a sticky sugar thread, and the opponent's movements were like an amateur cartoonist's messy storyboard, slow and stiff, and Tie Zhe walked towards him.Go away, you will be burned!But he couldn't make a sound.

The brain in the extreme state is more awake than usual, and the thoughts are integrated and connected to the distant reality.

Recently, An Dewa has been much busier than usual, often staying out all night in the office to handle official business, and later simply moved the bed to the office, anyway, Hong and his brothers and sisters do not welcome him.The TV reported the news of frequent sightings of savages in the mountains. In the camera, there were layers of woods, and a huge and blurry black figure could be vaguely discerned in the middle of the woods.He knew, and Andwa knew better than anyone else that it was not a savage.At the same time, Black Mist, a member of the enemy coalition, was also captured, and it seemed that he had obtained some valuable information.

Giant magic.

This word appeared frequently when Andeva was on the phone.

As the No.1 hero's son, his natural sensitivity allowed him to immediately determine the name of the black shadow on TV.

Colossus, a new and very tricky enemy.

At the same time, Andeva's training on Qinghe was also more stringent, demanding her with the standards of a professional hero.Hong felt that his jerk father no longer regarded Qinghe as a high school student.

So what was she supposed to be?

A few drops of blood can bring down the brainless personality, the natural talent for killing without batting an eyelid, and the healing speed of wounds is different from that of ordinary people.All the good qualities concentrated in her turned into a strength.The hero's vocation is to save, not to kill. She doesn't need to be a hero, and she can't be a hero, but here in Andeva, she can still realize her own value.

Boom laughed.Tie Zhe looked at him like he saw a ghost.

Andeva scolded him for not working hard enough when he was training with him, the sizzling boiling water on the boiler, and the distorted face of his mother under the disheveled white hair.

His memory doesn't lie.

How can someone who doesn't know how to love his family waste time saving a girl who has gone astray, spend all his energy training her, and cultivate her into a hero?

Andrew, this guy, never had the idea of ​​saving an individual.He will always focus on the majority of society, and will not care about the life and death of individuals.Standing in the position of the No.1 hero at the height of a god looking down on all living beings, maintaining the overall stability of society.

A few drops of blood can kill the brainless, so it can be calculated that if the blood in the whole body is exhausted, the giant soldier can be killed.

From beginning to end, Miyamoto Kiyoka was a murder tool to him.No matter which side the person she wants to kill belongs to, they are all tools.She is being used.No, not only her, but everyone, including Xiongying's teacher, has been used. They are all helping Andewa in cultivating tools.

What she has been begging and struggling to find, the so-called family and so-called kinship, is just a hypocritical cover-up to deceive her and promote her to sacrifice herself to achieve a certain purpose.Caring or pity are both formalisms that educate her to sacrifice for the majority in order to stabilize her emotions.

Boom felt ridiculously dull.

During the license lecture, she was smiling surrounded by a group of children, smiling happily, like the warm winter sun shining on a puddle, warm and transparent.At that time, he stared at her from afar, as if he was staring at the soft light in his own world.

Isn't it a murder tool of the underworld? Why do you show such a warm expression?What exactly went wrong?

asshole.He cursed, not knowing who he was cursing.

Naturally, Miyamoto Kiyokazu would not listen to Hong's words and obediently stay where he was.

That's not called "team strategy", that's called sitting and waiting.

She ran to the side of Guan Weibai's iron cage, broke the lock a few times, and urged: "Please run away first, and be careful not to be discovered."

Wei Bai opened his mouth as if he wanted to say thank you, but the next second his pupils shrank suddenly - there was someone behind her, and the lightning flashed around her body in an instant. Run some distance.

We can't let Wei Bai be caught up, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.

She thought so, turning sideways to avoid the vines that were attacking her.

"Class B, Izuku Shiozaki, Personality: Vine. I won the school sports match against Naruto."

The girl with long emerald green hair sat on a high place, covering her mouth with her hands in surprise, "Student Qinghe understands me so well."

"You are not on the battle list, why?"

"You are a transfer student. Originally, the number of people in each group is the same, but when you are assigned to this group, there is one more than the stipulated number. The students discussed it and sent me here for the sake of fairness."

"I checked my personality beforehand, so I sent you here, right?"

"Don't speak so harshly." Shiozaki Ci smiled slightly, "I volunteered because I wanted to compete with Qinghe."

"The battle with Shangming inspired you, and my personality is also electric, so you have the confidence to beat me."

"Of course not." Izuku Shiozaki jumped from a high place and landed lightly without making a sound, "Qinghe, you have a different personality from Kaminame. You won't lose your mind after a large-scale discharge, your Personality is not disposable, which is tricky. Even though everyone is wearing insulating suits, there is still exposed skin, and you can still attack through this, so my task is to limit your movement until the end of the duel."

"Then try it." Miyamoto Kiyohe said coldly.

The vines wrapped around her ankles and quickly climbed up her waist. She adjusted her breathing, and her nails grew into animal claws, tearing the vines apart, but as the number of vines increased, she gradually became unable to handle it.Shiozaki began to consciously drag her towards the iron cage.

The vines wrapped around her neck and explored her mouth and nose. She struggled with a whimper, then seemed to give up, and her whole body remained motionless.

"Qinghe is very cooperative."

"Thank you for the compliment." She said vaguely, Shiozaki immediately felt pain.

The canine teeth bit off the vine, and she wiped the green juice from the corner of her mouth, "What kind of plant, it's so bitter."

This guy bit her hair!Not only that, but he ate it without changing his face!

Shiozaki's pupils vibrated.She didn't expect the other party to do this in order to win her.

On the other side, Hong and Tie Zhe were still in a stalemate.The high temperature of the flames has reached the level that can melt iron. Shoko shouted something to Miyamoto Kiyoka in horror, but she couldn't hear clearly because she was too far away. Shoko pointed at the intertwined pipes above her head and gestured desperately. She looked up and saw the pipe screws The connection appeared loose and crumbling.

Pipes can fall at any time.

If it fell, it would hit the body, and at the slightest, the bone would be broken, and at the worst, the internal organs would be damaged and he would die.

Miyamoto Kiyoka broke free from the vine and pushed Shiozaki away with all his strength. The opponent fell to the ground, and the pipe above her head creaked.

If you can't avoid it, you will be smashed into meat sauce.

The ghost's self-healing ability can heal the wound, but he can still feel the pain. Miyamoto Kiyohe, who is afraid of the pain of the injection, simply closed his eyes and waited.The waiting time of a few seconds seemed as long as centuries. A familiar smell in the darkness was getting closer and closer, and finally enveloped her like a tide. Unexpectedly, the expected pain did not come.

Open your eyes.

The boy lying on her body like an old hen guarding her chicks withstood all the impact with his not-so-broad back, and was gritting his teeth at this moment, with an expression of about to faint from pain at any time.

There are staggered pipes and blood on the back, and the sweat is dripping, and faint circular water stains bloom on the concrete floor.

"It's all right."

He exhaled tremblingly, and then sprayed a mouthful of blood on her face.

Spitting up blood? !

Is this all right?

"It's okay, I'm sorry."

Cats and the Infirmary

"What are your plans for the future?"

In the corridor, Aizawa Shota leaned on the railing, turned his head and asked her, Yu Hui vaguely outlined the outline of his outer circle, his expression was not clear.

"Me..." Miyamoto Kiyohe hesitated, "I have no plans, go to a good university, find a good job, and enjoy life."

As soon as the class AB showdown ended, Aizawa Shouta pulled her into the corridor to talk about life. At this time, Miyamoto Kiyokazu was racking his brains to recall what was wrong with his behavior.

"Okay, don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else. Just treat it as if you were chatting with a friend."

"That's all my plan."

She didn't lie, her ideal is indeed to live a life where her husband and children are hot on the bed.After transmigrating, she has a chance to do it all over again, she will not joke about her life, she just wants to spend the rest of her life peacefully and contentedly, and she doesn't expect her to leave behind any grandiose deeds of saving the earth.

"okay, I get it."

The teacher sighed, squinting his eyes and staring at the empty playground where Yu Hui wantonly smeared. A few energetic boys were still playing basketball, and the black shadows squirmed like slender bamboo leaves in the wind and rain.

"Hey, Qinghe, since this is your life plan, my suggestion is, don't be a hero."

"teacher……"

"I understand your past, members of the Bazhai Society, and the ambiguous relationship with the enemy alliance, these are things that the masses can't forget. Even if you have the willingness to reform, the past has already happened, the wrong things you have done, the hurt It will not be possible to restore the people. This will have a great impact on your future heroic career.

Moreover, I have observed your fighting style, and it is indeed not suitable for you to be a hero.The meaning of a hero's existence lies in salvation, not destruction. Heroes cannot work mechanically to complete tasks. The battle situation is ever-changing, and new turning points may appear every second.If saving people is neglected just to complete the task, I think it will do more damage to society. "

She let out a shallow breath, tears swirling in her eyes as if they would burst in the next second.

Despite my mental preparation, hearing these words from the teacher can still be jarring.

Aizawa Shouta is right, she is not suitable to be a hero.From the very beginning of enrolling in Xiongying, she thought about how to prove herself instead of working hard for her ideals. Even participating in the rescue operation was passive under the persecution of Andewa. What supported her efforts was her own vanity and competitive spirit. And that inexplicably fragile self-esteem.

If she had made up her mind to be a hero, she would have focused on the quest itself, not on Nighteyes' suspicion that she was a mole.

Before crossing, she had been living under the shadow of others, being crushed and deceived, her personality was distorted.Aizawa Shouta didn't show mercy to her, and pointed it out directly, which also woke her up.

"Of course, being the number one scholar in every field is not just a way out of being a hero. I hope you can realize where your real interests lie."

"Thank you teacher, I will consider what you said."

Miyamoto Kiyoka bowed, but the tears stubbornly condensed in the corners of his eyes and did not flow out.

Yeah, nothing to cry about.

All of this was made by her own hands.

Miyamoto Kiyoka squatted on the ground and pushed the small bowl containing cat food forward.

"It's dinner time."

The orange cat's eyes were shining, and he buried his head in the bowl and devoured it hungrily.

Only the sound of the orange cat pursing its mouth and the sound of the school uniform skirt being blown by the wind remained in the air.

"Izuku-kun, how long are you going to hide?"

The young man with green curly hair hurried out from the corner, his face flushed, "I didn't mean to spy on you."

"I know." She rolled her eyes, "Also, you have heard what Mr. Aizawa said to me just now."

"Well. Qinghe, it doesn't matter if you are a hero or not. You just have to work hard."

"I told you, don't try too hard."

She pulled Lu Gu's hand, the boy's hand was full of calluses and scars, as rough as an old man's hand.

She ran her fingertips across the darkest scar.

"It's left over from the school sports meeting. Does it still hurt?"

"The injury from a long time ago is no longer painful."

She nodded, and decided not to torment the hot-faced Lvgu who was about to have a fever, and rubbed the orange cat's belly.

Pfft, so soft.Put on weight.

Xiongying's cat is so cute.

"Do you think I'm suitable to be a hero?"

Green Valley thought for a while, "As long as Qinghe wants to be and works hard for it, he will definitely be able to."

A lovable idealist.

She stood up, her school uniform skirt fluttered up and down in the spring wind like the wings of a gray bird, and the cherry blossom petals of the cherry tree behind her were swept up by the wind, and fell on her body like a warm snowfall.The clothes hangers on the balcony of the dormitory building creaked, the doors and windows of the classroom were blown open, and a careless student's test paper flew into the air.The setting sun seemed to absorb all its brilliance in an instant, and the twilight as fine as a fishing net suddenly descended, and as her body gradually stood upright, a sweeping thin cool tide came rushing in.

"If only everyone thought like you."

She really likes Green Valley.It's not the kind of love between a man and a woman, it's pure liking that treats each other as a blue face.

"However, if everyone thinks of Jiu-kun as hard-working and kind-hearted, the world doesn't need heroes."

"A world without heroes would be nice, wouldn't it?"

The girl frowned and smiled slightly.The tears just now have evaporated.

Human prejudice is a mountain.Anyone who disobeys will will be neglected by every plant and tree on the mountain, and even retaliated by wind and rain.

No matter how you look at yourself, accept or not accept your past, the past cannot be changed. The past has made you who you are now, and your words and deeds are constantly weaving the past.It is impossible to abandon the past and start again, it is impossible for her or Hong.

Hong chooses to carry the heavy past to chase her dreams, she chooses to escape from the past and start the life she wants, and the two will eventually become strangers.

If Aizawa-sensei doesn't say those words, she will also leave the stage, sooner or later.

She doesn't blame her host for what she did in the past, she just wants to live with the host's efforts, and live until the dust settles.

"Izuku-kun, I want to be a doctor, will you support me?"

Green Valley said excitedly, "Of course I will support! Qinghe was very skilled at bandaging Senior Yeyan before, so I think Qinghe will become a great doctor after professional training. Doctors are like heroes, they are noble professions of saving lives. I In the future, I will go to the clinic opened by Qinghe to see a doctor, so that Qinghe can earn a lot of money..."

She listened to Lu Gu's childish words, and chuckled, "I hope you don't come and stay healthy forever."

"Being a hero always hurts." Lu Gu's eyes suddenly dimmed, "That is to say, Qinghe, are you going to leave Xiongying and transfer to another national high school?"

"Hmm. I haven't decided which high school to go to yet."

"That, that, have you talked to Mr. Hong?"

silence.

"No. I don't want him to know."

"Why? Just leave without saying goodbye..."

"It's not very responsible." She said, with a faint pain in her chest, and sore eyes again, "Maybe I will find time to talk to him."

Just "maybe".

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infirmary.The pungent smell of disinfectant and the faint smell of blood mixed with fermentation.

The skin on the back of the hand seemed to be pricked by a needle, and there was a slight pain like an ant gnawing, and the cold medicinal liquid was injected into the blood vessel, it was very cold, he thought, just like his personality using the right half of his body.A rubber-gloved hand touched his forehead, then opened his eyelids, forcing a distant, blurred light into view.

"It's not a big problem. You can go back to class after a day or two of rest."

The healing girl bent over and said "thank you" all the time. The surgeon who examined him put away the medicine box and got up to leave. After a while, there was the sound of the door closing.

How many days have you been lying down?

Hong Jiaodong tried his best to move his fingers, but only touched the soft bed sheet.

During the duel, because of his negligence, he melted the pipes in the ceiling, almost causing Qinghe to be injured.

He remembered that after spitting out a mouthful of old blood, he fell on Qinghe's body. Qinghe supported him vigorously while calling other students for help, his voice was higher than usual, as if he was in a panic, and his hand was shaking as he grabbed him hard.

"Why do you block it for me? Stupid, my injury will heal itself soon."

"It will heal," he said, blood dripping from his eyelashes, staining his vision red, "but you'll be hurt, too."

Qinghe's movements froze, and a shoji's voice came from beside him, "Put Mr. Hong on my back. I'll take him to the infirmary. You can't carry him, Mr. Qinghe."

The hand holding him loosened.

"Then I'll leave it to you." The Qinghe voice was as cool and thin as before, as if the brief emotional outpouring just now was a mirage.

In front of outsiders, she has always been polite but slightly indifferent.

Like an outsider, watching everything around him, like watching a play with no ending.Not going to participate, not emotionally involved.She was covering up, or deliberately paralyzing herself.It seems that if she invests too much, the unstable factors will suddenly collapse one day in the future, and she will be reduced to powder together with her hard work.

The real fool is her.

I've been thinking about you, but you didn't realize it.

Drowsiness once again took over the brain.He had no choice but to succumb to his body, obediently closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the dark ocean again.

His injury should have exceeded the personality of the healing girl, otherwise the other party would not have specially asked the doctor from the hospital to examine him.

For the past few days, he has been lying half dead like this, relying on the drainage tube to eat, and a few times when he is awake, he feels stuffy pain in his back, and his lungs are not very relaxed when breathing.He has almost turned into a vegetable, but even his waking consciousness is broken, unable to perceive the outside world, and has been falling asleep, dreaming some meaningless dreams.

In the dream, there is no dust in the town after the rain, the cherry blossoms full of moisture are blooming on the branches, and the streets are crowded with people at night.The clogs made a crisp sound when they stepped on the pitted bluestone slabs, and a girl wearing a wooden hairpin and wearing a kimono took him by the hand and shuttled through the crowd.In the summer festival, he in the dream knew the time clearly, the girl kept her back to him, holding his hand and pulling him forward.

"Slow down." He heard himself scold.

The girl seemed to have heard his words, and stopped in front of a shop. The walls of the shop were covered with fox masks. He leaned over to tease the puppy at the door, and the girl walked into the shop.

"look up."

The girl said in a commanding tone, and he raised his head. The girl's facial features were very similar to Qinghe's, but she looked younger than Qinghe's, with a little more childishness. The other party pressed a fox mask on his face, He giggled: "Fox. It looks like a fox."

He took off the mask, "Why did you take out the mask without paying?"

"It's already been paid. Do you think I look like a bad guy stealing something?"

The girl stared at him pitifully, like a puppy being reprimanded by its master.

"Not like. You're the best."

He stroked the top of the girl's hair and turned the mask over. On the back of the mask was written a line of small characters in black paint - Taisho 14th year.Taisho.Years from hundreds of years ago.Isn't Reiwa now?He suddenly realized that the clothes worn by the people around him were also Taisho style.

"Fireworks." The girl poked him, "Don't be in a daze. Hurry up and set off the fireworks."

Brilliant colors pierced the night sky.

The girl clasped her hands together, closed her eyes reverently, and her face was illuminated by the colorful light of fireworks.

Hong could hear her wish, that kind of hearing in a literal sense, as if a god was listening to the wishes of believers. He heard the girl's voice calmly narrating, and the lively atmosphere of the summer festival did not affect her at all.

I hope that there will be no more sorrow in the world, no more pain of broken homes, no more hungry roads, no frozen bones; poor people will have shelters in mansions, orphans will have the love of adoptive mothers;

I hope that all beings will love what they love, get what they want, and live happily ever after.

The voice spoke, neither joy nor sorrow.

Is this your wish?Toko stared at the night sky where the fireworks were blooming.You hope that the world is peaceful and all living beings are happy, and you don't have a single wish for yourself.Then let me pray for you.

I hope you live the way you like.

He suddenly heard someone calling his name, tried to open his eyes wide, the surrounding scenery gradually faded, and the clean white ceiling of the infirmary came into view.

He woke up.

"Boom, you were talking in your sleep just now." Tie Zhe said to him sitting on the hospital bed beside him.

"What did I say?" His face was a little hot.

Tie Zhe shook his head, "I can't hear you clearly."

"How long have I been lying down?"

"Two and a half days."

Shorter than he expected.He let out a sigh of relief, his back still aching.

Tie Zhe told him that Iida went back to class first because of his minor injury. If there were no accidents, Tie Zhe could go back to class tomorrow, but Hong would have to lie down for at least another two days.

Two days, so troublesome.How to make up for missed courses.

The door of the infirmary was suddenly opened, and the students from class A poured into the infirmary to ask for their health. He answered vaguely, a little dizzy and still not quite sober. The healing girl came over to disperse the crowd, saying that too many people should not surround the patient and affect the mood of the patient. , the students of Class A left.

wrong.One person was missing, Qinghe did not come.He struggled to sit up and looked towards the door.

Lugu stood at the door with two fruit baskets in hand, Qinghe probed his head to observe the situation in the infirmary, and his eyes lit up when he saw Hong.

"Fruit baskets for everyone. I wish everyone a speedy recovery."

Lu Gu placed the fruit baskets in front of Tie Zhe and Hong's beds respectively.

Miyamoto Kiyoka sneaked to Hong's hospital bed with a guilty conscience, placed a huge thermos bucket on the bedside table, and took out a bowl and spoon from his backpack.

"what is this……"

"Shh." Qinghe put his fingers to his lips, "I brought you white porridge."

The warm fragrance of porridge wafted in the infirmary the moment the thermos was opened. Tie Zhe had a sharp nose, and he leaned over and asked shamelessly, "I want porridge too."

Qinghe said with a grumpy face, "Sorry, I only cooked the porridge for Hong." As he spoke, he filled half a bowl of porridge with a spoon.

"Why didn't I?" Tie Zhe, a "tough" guy, was acting like a baby.

Ah, can't stand it.The corners of Miyamoto Kiyokazu's eyes twitched, and what she was most worried about happened.

"Try lying in bed for two days and only relying on the drainage tube to eat?"

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Harm, the inarticulate self still messed things up.

Lu Gu hurriedly smoothed things over, "Qinghe means that classmate Hong's injury is relatively serious. Also, the porridge was cooked by classmate Hong's sister. She doesn't know that there are other students in the infirmary."

In his heart, Miyamoto Kiyoka gave full marks to Green Valley's teammates.

Tie Zhe nodded and didn't answer.

"Drink it, be careful it's hot."

Hong took the bowl, the movement of the arm caused the muscle pain in his back to shrink, his hands trembled, and the white porridge hovered dangerously on the edge of the bowl.

Miyamoto Kiyoka frowned, and handed him the spoon, "Can you hold the spoon?"

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me." Hung gritted his teeth.

Bringing porridge here is already very hard, so I can't trouble her anymore.

"Sit down, I'll feed you. Open your mouth."

Miyamoto Kiyokazu stuffed a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

The action is not gentle at all.

the reason

The cold winter of falling snow disappears when the first cherry blossoms bloom, just as the enchanting April with drizzle will eventually be replaced by the noisy cicadas in summer.

April, she thought, pressing her forehead against the windowpane, watching the rain-shrouded campus, the weather in April is always cloudy and cloudy.

"Don't you have an umbrella?"

Boom asked, only the two of them were left in the empty classroom after school, the air of being alone seemed to be a little more ambiguous than before, and the subtle air flow caused by each breath quietly stirred up the invisible undercurrent.

"Bring it." Miyamoto Kiyokazu suddenly remembered something, took out the test paper from the drawer, and spread it out, "I forgot to ask the teacher about this question, can you teach me?"

"After class, you were in a daze for 5 minutes. Why don't you ask when you have the time to be in a daze."

"I was wrong, please forgive me, Mr. Hong."

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He took a ballpoint pen and made a list on the paper.

"First transform the formula, and then apply the formula of the law of cosines to solve the answer."

"Why didn't I think of this step... Well, there are still nineteen questions."

"It's similar to the question just now, but the calculation is more complicated. Using the function method is more intuitive."

"Oh..." she said, the strong sleepiness forced her to close her eyelids, and she tilted her head and knocked on the other's shoulder.

"I'm sorry!" The girl sat up straight in a panic, straightening her messy bangs, "I didn't mean to..."

He glanced at her lightly.

"Do you want to repeat the nineteenth question?"

"No need. I'm sorry I..."

"No need to apologize." He closed the pen cap, "It's not the first time."

Clam? ? ?

Could it be that I fell asleep leaning on his shoulder before, and didn't know it?She imagined the scene where she was drooling and leaning on the other's shoulder in a disheveled manner, muttering in her sleep.It's embarrassing for the wife! !

How embarrassing!

"On the day of the license training, you fell asleep in the car."

She lowered her head, the burning temperature rolled over the skin of her cheeks.

"Why did you stay up late?"

"I can't sleep. Just get up and study."

He sighed, "Isn't it the same for you to get up early to study?"

"Can't get up."

Miyamoto said pitifully that she had never seen the sun at five o'clock in the morning.Waking up at five o'clock to study is something that only Hong can do.

Hong walked to the door of the classroom, looked up at the sky, and said, "Let's go. Let's go home."

The dark sky was shrouded in drizzle, and the sparse lights in the evening shone in the small puddles on the road, like watercolor paints that were too colorful.The facial features of passers-by are not clear, and they carefully keep a distance from each other to avoid crossing umbrellas. For a moment, she felt like she was walking on a huge chessboard, and each chess piece followed the pre-set route in a regular manner. Okay, no chess pieces jumped out to protest, they all stared at the road under their feet so coldly and indifferently.

No one questioned this weird approach.

Just like the current society regards personality as a measure of personal value.

Individuals are the majority, and no one is bored enough to speak for a group that has nothing to do with them.

Because of his strong personality, he distorted himself and filled his heart with hatred. Because he was born with no personality, he was gifted to break through the prejudices of the world.Be each other's salvation.

But the truly talented people chose to leave the stage.

So, is it considered cowardly to leave Xiongying?She understands that the joint activities of the enemy are becoming more and more frequent, and the students around her may go to the battlefield in the future.Now she chooses to leave Xiongying, avoid the upcoming battle, and pursue the career she really yearns for, is it a kind of hidden selfishness?

She walked behind Hong, and the two of them were separated by an umbrella, as if they were separated by a world.

Because of the rain, they didn't have the usual chatter.

Consciousness dissociated, she thought about what Mr. Aizawa and Midoriya had said to herself.It would be irresponsible to leave without saying goodbye.But how to open your mouth to state the reason for leaving?Maybe it was because she was too engrossed, she didn't even notice when it stopped in front of her, the edges of the umbrellas collided, and the rain splashed all over her.