i am your guide

The mental body variation report is an experimental report that requires the subject of the experiment to be a specimen, but because there are too few targets, Selina reduced the difficulty and directly used the original data from the campus paper network.

The main body of the report is divided into two parts, Selina and Sith each write half, and the data analysis is mainly done by Sith.

As for Gao Wen who was in the same group... His task was to serve tea, deliver water, beat his legs and press his back. He was a sentinel, and basically followed him to earn credits.

Probably when he was in middle school, Sith once asked Gawain what his dream was. The boy sat on the roof and was blowing the wind. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with an answer, an answer that didn't fit his identity and image at all: a doctor.

Sith was a little surprised and surprised at that time, Gawain's combat effectiveness is very strong, and his talent is also very good.He always thought that Gao Wen would want to join the army and do something big.But after listening to Gao Wen's answer, it became clearer.

"You said before that you wanted to join the Dragon Army, and I considered whether to join you, but later I thought it was too dangerous." Gawain looked up at the sky. Soft as cotton, slowly drifting away, drifting away, falling apart.

The meeting is only a moment, and the separation is only a turn around. Today we can talk about life ideals side by side, and maybe we will face each other tomorrow.He always hopes that there will be more, more peaceful days like this... It is best not to disappear forever.

He has no great ambitions to make great achievements and become famous. He just wants to nest in a cozy little house, have a stable job, and live an ordinary life with the one he loves.

Going to the battlefield is too dangerous, what if you accidentally wrap your body in horse leather?

"I still want to be a doctor, to cure diseases and save lives." Gawain smiled, and then heard Sith's voice: "But your studies don't seem to have the talent to be a doctor."

"Will you die if you don't speak?" Gao Wen smiled angrily, and stretched out his hand to pinch Sith's face.

Sentimental teenagers are laughing and laughing on the rooftop, time is slow and the future is still far away.

After the task of the experiment report was assigned, Sith was very interested in another possible target subject: Kevier's Maverick.

Rao Sith is well-informed and has never seen a winged tiger. As far as he knows, the spiritual body of the Jones family should be a tiger. This suddenly mutated blue-and-white double-winged tiger is really extremely high in terms of academic value.

It's just that Kevill has a special status and is the eldest son of the Jones family. No one dares to take him to the test stand. In addition, his mental network is too complicated and defensive, and no one can penetrate it. This avoids redundant thing.

However, this idea of ​​wanting to study Mavericks is probably something that Sith would not dare to tell Kavier. The relationship between them is not too close, and it would be too offensive and rude to say it.

After Sith sent the file format and other information to Selina, he went straight to the training ground. He wanted to practice melee combat along the way. After pushing open the reflective glass door and entering, he saw a figure on the rubber carpet falling to the ground with a bang.

The muffled sound echoed in the empty training field. Sith stood at the door and neither entered nor retreated, looking at the two people in the center of the field hesitantly.

Kevill's coat was thrown aside, and the black undershirt was stretched tightly, which just defined the lines of his upper body, and the belt around his waist tightened the curve of his waist.He rubbed the wrist of his right hand, and looked down at Alec who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

"Get up and continue." With the cold command and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he came down from the light above like a devil, and Alec begged for mercy with a mournful face: "Boss, bullying is not good, what about your aristocratic ethics? The Jones family What about training? What about Xianlong Group’s values? You can’t bow down for a small person like me!”

"Don't be poor, it's just a discussion." Keweier laughed, and lightly touched Alec's shoulder with his toes, not intending to stop at all.

Seeing Keweier's stubbornness, Alec sighed in his heart, turned over like an appointment and was about to get up, thinking about whether he would be able to take care of him for the rest of his life if he was disabled, thinking that that person might only sneer and mock him Bitter.Alec turned around and saw the figure about to exit at the door in the distance, and raised his eyebrows.

Before he could speak, Kevill above said, "Sith."

The syllables of the name were lengthened and tightened, and the sound made by the tip of the tongue behind the teeth was trembling, like strings being gently plucked, echoing secretly in the silent space.

Sith paused as he sneaked away, his fingers felt a chill on the armrest.In fact, half of his body was already leaning out of the door. It stands to reason that the people inside should not be able to see his face, but when his name was called out by that person, his whole heart trembled.Sith turned around and looked directly at Kvir.

He heard the man say, "Don't leave when you come."

Don't go, see your campus bullying?Sith thought.

He glanced at Alec who turned over and sat up. The click of the door closing behind him seemed to lock his heart, and Sith stood aside in bewilderment.

"Boss, you have to be soft when you are flirting. Your hard tone is scary, like your boss patrolling... Oops." Alec whispered beside Keweier, and was accidentally kicked by Keweier.

Kevill glanced at Alec lightly, and said to Sith, "What are you doing here?"

Sith pinched the corner of his uniform, "I...um, come to train."

He originally had an honest reason to say it, but after thinking about it, he realized that he had no reason to be twitchy in front of Keweier, and he hadn't done anything bad so he had to hide from that person.After adjusting his mentality, he said loudly.

Kevill pondered for a while, and said: "Today, the mechanical area of ​​the training ground is under maintenance. You may not be able to train alone." Lectra's back.

Immediately, Alec got up in quick succession, patted his clothes, laughed and laughed: "Ha, I have something to do today, I'll go first, you talk." When passing by, he blinked inadvertently.

Come on brother, seize this rare opportunity and throw him down!

Sith, who didn't understand Alec's hidden encouragement, was at a loss. He stood aside and stared at Keweier, and said, "In this case, then, then I will come again next time." After saying that, he made a gesture to leave .

"Sith." Kevill picked up his uniform jacket from the ground, looked up at Sith lazily and said.

"Huh?" The guide turned around and looked at Keweier.

"Let's have lunch together?" Kevill put the coat on his body neatly, and raised his hand to button up the buttons one by one. There was a mysterious allure in that movement.Sith's gaze slowly moved upwards with the slender fingers, and after passing over the protruding Adam's apple of the man's neck, he was caught by the smile on his face.

To be honest, he thought this person was good-looking more than once.

So the guide, who was seduced by the man's explosive hormones, nodded in a daze, and after turning his mind around for a long time, he realized what he had promised.

What happened later was outrageous. When Sith was conscious again, they were already sitting at the dining table in the second cafeteria, each eating a bowl of sweet pasta.

Sith has been a child in gray areas such as orphanages and slums since he was a child. It is very luxurious to live a normal life. It is reasonable that he is not too picky about food, but Keweier...

Not to mention the surprisingly easy-going young master of the noble family, he even eats so gracefully.

The guide couldn't hold back his desire to chat: "The senior just came back recently, right? There are a lot of new dishes in the school cafeteria this year, and they are all very delicious."

"For example?" Keweier silently pushed the coriander aside with his chopsticks and asked.

"For example, the raspberry white ice cream in the teaching staff cafeteria and the foie gras steak in the first cafeteria. Last year, the school had a competition, and the final winner was the single-color pear fruit from the Meiyuan cafeteria. It is really delicious and expensive. There is still a queue for limited supplies..." Senior food critic Sith Kewerk flexibly used his personal experience and gossip to show off his food knowledge unscrupulously. point.

This is all right, a simple lunch was turned into a gourmet food appreciation meeting by Sith, but the only audience member still smiled and patiently encouraged that person to continue talking...

So when they walked out of the cafeteria, it was already afternoon.

The fate only ended at lunch. When Keweier stepped out of the cafeteria door, he was abruptly stopped by the person behind him. He froze for a moment and turned his head to look.

There are more than 30 white jade steps in total, all the way up from Keweier's feet, and the large floor-to-ceiling mirror on the side reflects the figure of Sith standing on the stairs.The slanted sunlight came in through the gaps in the window, and it just happened to hit Sith and surrounded the man. Keweier stood still and took a wrong step forward, staring at him with sapphire pupils. Sith didn't blink for a second.

"Senior, I..." Sith opened his mouth.

Senior, I want to see that Maverick again.

"What's the matter?" Kevill raised his jaw slightly in an elegant arc, his eyes hiding the storm were camouflaged by a gentle smile, and the hard shell never fell off.

"I...can I see you again?" Sith hesitated, and he changed the subject in a second.

He didn't dare to make that kind of request to Kevel. Some people say that the spiritual body can only be approached by those who are close to him. This Fasis agrees.The spiritual body of Shaoxiang is essentially the most private inner reflection of a person, not a collection plaything that can be taken out for exhibition.

The corners of Kevill's lips curled up, and a sense of satisfaction that came from nowhere swept his always tough and powerful heart, making it beat violently, "Of course."

Sure enough, Sith smiled in relief.

"But next time we meet, please call me by my name." Kevill smiled softly, noticing Sith's momentary astonishment.

Next time we meet, don't call me senior anymore, please call me Kevier.

I have a name, and I would like to represent Cavier Jones alone, which is different from thousands of other seniors at Imperial College.

Please don't make me so mediocre in your heart.

Watching Keweier leave until the figure disappeared at the end of the road, Sith did not recover from the shock and astonishment just now.

The chief sentinel asked me to call him by his name...isn't it good to be called a senior?Or does he not like it?

"Kevil...Kevil." Sith murmured to himself a few times before bursting out laughing.

I was in a good mood, as if I accidentally found out that I was drawn into a practical class by a well-known professor.

……

After finalizing the topic of the report, it was a long and arduous struggle to search for data, analyze it and finally write it down. Selina's unexpected personal tasks made her at a loss, and a lot of work was backlogged on Sith alone.

There was enough time, but Sith didn't want to delay too long.He had more papers in the midterm than in the end of the term, and there were a lot of competitions near the end of the term. He was afraid that he would not have the energy to finish the report at the end, so he had to start early.

The results of the report defense a few days later were very good. The grade A made them stand out from the rest of the school. After Selina refined the analysis of the report, Sith became even more busy.

Nearly April, the capital city is extremely warm, and the thick cotton coat is unbearable. The spring breeze blows the willow branches and carries the fragrance of flowers across Sith's hair.He gathered the straps of his backpack to his shoulders, the zipper of his uniform barely stuck to his chest, and the low-necked T-shirt exposed a large area of ​​neck skin.

He clicked on the dialog box with Selina, and sent a message: "I have read the ending of the first paragraph, please help me to change it, I will do it next." Then he walked towards the library.

The library of Imperial College is extremely huge. From the outside, it is basically a miniature version of the space fortress. The design of the interstellar era makes the steel structure full of coldness and oppression. The three-dimensional gate with full mirrors rolls various library borrowings. information.There was a lot of people outside the library, and Sith entered the self-study area of ​​the library with a bag of student information on his back. He slipped from Area A to Area C without finding a single empty seat.

Strange, do you usually study so hard?Sith was astonished.

To put it bluntly, Sith seldom comes to the library, and usually does big things by himself in the dormitory.There are not many people in the library at ordinary times, but it was only because of the theory test for third and fourth graders that thousands of people from half of the college flocked into the library to supplement theoretical knowledge, which created the present full-seat scene.

However, it is still a bit far behind the wonderful scene at the end of the semester. Thinking about the first and last week, the corridors and floors are full of people. Those who don’t know think that the pillars of the empire are so obsessed with studying, but it is actually the fault of their grades.

The turbulent waves in the game world on weekdays will eventually turn into unstoppable tears during the weekend, which soaks the review materials and the loneliness of the empty nest.

The self-study area of ​​the library is arranged extremely luxuriously. The two-seater and four-seater are exquisite sofa seats plus floating desks, and there are sunshade devices while overlooking the window.

Light perfume, beverages and snacks are always available at the central eating table, which is not as comfortable as the self-study area.

Sith slipped up to the second floor, his small eyes scanning around like radar, and after looking around, he finally found an empty seat for two by the window.

It's just that there is already a person there, sitting there with his back straight, and from the back, he can see his neatly pressed black and white uniform and the black schoolbag hanging by the table, his gilded hair is shining brightly in the sun .

This figure...is somewhat familiar.

Sith took two steps closer and looked straight at him.

This figure...was more than familiar.

As the footsteps got closer, the profile of the man gradually became clear.

This back...

"Senior?" Sith stood beside Keweier and called out.

Kevill didn't even lift his eyelids, his gaze fell steadily on the pages of the book, and he even flipped through the book as a gesture.

Sith: ...

It's not that he didn't hear, or he just didn't want to talk to him.

Sith rubbed his nose and stood awkwardly beside Kervill for ten seconds, snail-like about to scramble to find another seat.Just as soon as he took a step with his right foot, he heard an obvious knocking sound from behind him.

Kevill's free right hand approached Sith's direction, he curled up his fingers and knocked on the table, the muffled sound exploded in Sith's head like thunder, making him turn around in vain.

Sith coughed as if remembering something, and said, "Kevier, is there anyone across from you?"

Someone secretly raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, and his tone was flat and unmoving: "No."

It turned out that he cared about my title, I understand, Sith thought firmly, and the little calculation in his heart was crackling.

These two words were like an imperial edict that fell from the sky. Sith, who received the emperor's oral order, hurriedly carried his backpack and rushed to the seat opposite to sit firmly on it, fearing that the person opposite would go back on his word and take him out of the library.

Being taken out is a small matter, but losing a seat is a big matter.

A seat in the self-study area is hard to find, and I really can't afford to lose it.

But what made people feel strange was that there was no one seated in front of Kevill, but he clearly saw many students looking for seats coming from the opposite side, wandering in the corridor like ghosts, why was there no one sitting opposite the chief sentinel?The coercion is too strong and no one dares to come?

Sith couldn't figure it out, he thought for a few seconds but couldn't figure out why, and then he didn't think about it at all.He took out the optical computer and data calculation notebook from his schoolbag, and when the optical pen was placed on the table, there was a crisp 'snap', which scared him to quickly raise his head and sneak a peek at Keweier on the opposite side.

The sentinel still read the book seriously, and his expression didn't change at all.

He didn't care about the sound.

With a flick of his fingers, Sith lowered his gaze and zipped up the backpack and hung it on the side. Just as he was about to start his own great career of writing a report, his keen hearing allowed him to hear something interesting.

The two girls behind were whispering together, their voices were as thin as a mosquito's humming.

"It turns out that Senior Keweier really has a date."

"Yeah, I thought that was just a rhetoric."

"Isn't this the leader of the second grade?"

"Yes, yes, the one who formed a team with the seniors during the long-distance training last time."

"The two of them won't really... oh my god, is my cp going to give out candy?"

"Hey hey, turn around and there is trouble in the CP building!"

"Shut up...he seems to have heard..."

Sith retracted the tips of his long ears with a strange expression, and there were endless questions in his heart.

No wonder there was no one opposite Keweier, did he have an appointment?Then why did he say no one just now.If Kvilyo's people come after a while...

Sith, who subconsciously ignored the cp floor, was at a loss, but dared not ask, so he could only grow mushrooms in his heart.

Forget it, learn it.

Sith sighed, quietly pinched his wrist, and gradually got rid of the glamorous guy opposite him from his mind, concentrating on the document in front of him.