Crimson Garland

There is no water.

H glanced at the empty water glass, thinking silently.

Now the weather is nice and everything is in her favorite vibe.

In the rainy afternoon in late spring, the flowers and leaves are still with the air, calm and silent.

H looked at it quietly for a while, then picked up the water glass and thermos, opened the door and went out.

In fact, it has already rained a lot today, so the corridor is still full of all kinds of umbrellas.Those umbrellas are spread out and placed on both sides, with different colors.

H walked past a rainbow-colored umbrella and smiled knowingly—why didn't she think of buying an umbrella of this style too.

The door at the end of the corridor is still a little wet, with traces of water stains, traces left by the last rain.

h is in a good mood, but unfortunately, there is no hot water on this floor.

She stood there and thought for a few seconds before turning around and starting to walk downstairs.

There is water in the water room downstairs, but there are more people.

This man was standing in front of the drinking fountain with his back to the door. At first glance, his back looked familiar.

H glanced suspiciously and followed in.

The man's long hair was draped behind his shoulders, and under the dim sunlight, it looked soft and thin, almost transparent.

In this way, it is not very obvious, and it will bring a little honey-like light color.

A little nice, a little familiar.

Watching and watching, H suddenly noticed that the man's water was overflowing, so he gently opened his mouth to remind him.

"Student, the water is overflowing."

Before he finished speaking, the man quickly pulled out the water card as if he had just woken up from a dream, closed the lid and turned around.

Turning around, H saw the facial features of this person, and then slowly remembered who it was.

Ah, isn't this a professional so-and-so.

In fact, it seems that I have met many times in these years. We met each other on a narrow road, and we were on other people's floors, so let's... say hello.

H subconsciously pulled the corner of his mouth and was about to make a sound, but found that this person didn't look at him at all, and ran away quickly, even tightening his collar.

"?"

H's well-prepared smile disappeared, and he was stunned for a few seconds before recovering.

Ah, forget it, that's fine. h Self-comfort.

After all, I don't even know the other person's name, so it might seem abrupt to say hello.

H connected the water and went upstairs.

In fact, it is really not familiar. H recalled the scene where the two of them frequently met each other. It seemed that it was not physical education class, public class, or the elective class at night.

This kind of class is always crowded with people, but H saw her from the crowd several times.

Maybe it's because this person has such a good temperament, no matter where he goes, he is so different. h thought.

And my temperament is not so outstanding, maybe she has never paid attention to me.