My life mentor is always changing

Kurosawa Ritsu fell asleep, and then had a dream.

She sat on the edge of the roof again, with her legs swaying slightly, the center of gravity of her body moved backwards and forwards, and her soul seemed to follow it back and forth, ups and downs.

Looking up was the blue sky, her favorite color.

Down below was the dizzying view of the ground, and the people who had gathered for her actions.

death.

It's not like she didn't think about this kind of thing. When those ugly things took away everything she loved, her mind completely collapsed, and the option of death broke into her life more than once.

Wouldn't it be good to die like this, the self who brought misfortune to others, the source of all suffering?

She was standing on the top of the building, and there were countless pushers whispering in her ear in the corner, talking rubbish that told her to die.

Even when she was standing on the roof, she was faced with the cold wind from the tall building, and the crowd gathered downstairs still had the sound of garbage.

"You are jumping!"

"Waste everyone's time."

"go to hell!"

"You are living, you are wasting resources."

How did she do it at that time, looking down at them with a blank face, the people downstairs obviously looked only the size of ants, but those vicious words became heavier and heavier, and these vicious words were often the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Curses are born out of people's endless malice, and it is precisely because of human beings that there are such things as curses in this world.

How did she survive those vicious curses?

Oh, she remembered, her teachers saved her.

It seems that every time she hovers on the edge of life and death, there will always be a teacher by her side, using various methods to prevent her from crossing that line.

This time on the rooftop, the reason why she didn't jump down was because of Linghuan Xinlong, teacher Linghuan.

When he knew she was sitting on the roof, he panicked for a moment, and then he climbed up six floors like flying in a suit. The panting appearance made her suddenly realize that there are people in this world who really care about her.

Linghuan Xinlong leaned on the door of the roof, bent over to breathe, and Kurosawa looked back at him.

As a spiritual master who doesn't do much exercise, for Ling Huan Xinlong, although climbing six floors in one breath is not tiring, it still makes him gasp for breath.

Kurosawa turned around and looked at him. He didn't do anything. He stood in her sight for a long time, and finally just approached her calmly. At a distance of three meters away from her, he turned over the railing of the roof and sat down with her. The edge of the roof.

In her impression, Linghuan Xinlong is a little afraid of heights.

There are still people talking trash talking downstairs, because there are only six floors, and the voices of the people below are still very clear.

"Sometimes I think, the guy downstairs is as noisy as a monkey." The man was obviously afraid, and his voice was still shaking when he spoke.

He specially imitated the silly appearance of monkeys accepting food, "If you don't think about it, you will be like those bad adults down there." The distorted look and deliberate imitation are far from monkeys.

Kurosawa Ritsu turned his face sideways, folded his arms and shook his body.

"Don't you think they don't look like them? Well...my joke isn't too cold, how can it make you cry?" The blond man rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, his teeth chattering.

"Hahahahahaha..." Kurosawa finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

"So you were laughing."

"Because you don't look like a monkey at all!"

"After all, there is still a little difference between me and a monkey, isn't it?" He took out a pack of Marlboro from his suit pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth.

The man was smoking a cigarette, and the last button of his suit was unbuttoned. Even at this time, he followed the etiquette of a suit.

Kurosawa's attention was all on the cigarette in his mouth, and he asked, "Why didn't you light it?"

"Because I don't smoke." The man gritted the tail of the cigarette with his teeth.

"Then what are you doing with the cigarette?"

"This is a must-have thing for adults, it's only for entertainment."

"...tsk... filthy lord..." Ritsu Kurosawa turned his face away.

"Don't say that, you will become an adult in the future."

"If I have a future."

"I haven't smoked a cigarette yet, give me one before I die."

The strong smell of tobacco wafted along with the strong wind and passed through the lungs. Ritsu Kurosawa was choked to death. She clutched her chest, which was hard to breathe, and her small face was as suffocated as a ripe tomato.

Kurosawa Ritsu, who was relieved, rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky, "As expected, I still hate cigarettes the most!"

Linghuan Xinlong took the cigarette from Kurosawa Ritsu's hand.

"But human life is like this cigarette, it has to be burnt out normally." Ling Huan Xinlong held the lit cigarette in front of his eyes, sparks were blowing in the wind, and after that, he put the just lit cigarette on Half-broken, the shredded tobacco fluttered from the fracture, "If it doesn't burn, what should we do with the rest? People who see it will be very sad."

"Only smokers feel sad."

"There will always be people who are sad, and there are many things in your life that you haven't experienced like smoking. How can you know whether it is good or bad if you don't experience it? Don't you think that ending your life so early Is it a pity?"

Burnt smoke drifted into the air.

Linghuan Xinlong put the remaining half of a cigarette in Kurosawa Ritsu's palm, and she held the cigarette that fell into her palm tightly.

The last two looked at each other and smiled.

"Want to eat ramen? My treat."

"I need to add two pieces of fried tofu!"

"Ok, no problem."

Kurosawa Ritsu opened his sleepy eyes, and raised his face to meet a pair of blue water eyes.The other person's face was so close that she could even see the distinct eyelashes when he blinked. The owner of those eyes seemed to be startled by her sudden opening, and the pure blue pupils shrunk.

Ritsu Kurosawa pushed away the boy's lethal childlike face, turned his face away uncomfortably, and asked, "What are you doing?"

The white-haired boy flinched and leaned back, "It's because you are so cute, so I want to take a closer look."

What is this guy saying that makes people blush and heartbeat? !

"Wu, you really are full of lies." Xia Youjie laughed at Wujo Wu mercilessly, then crossed Wujo Wu and talked to Kurosawa Ritsu, "You need to wash your face well first."

"Ok?"

Taking out the small mirror that she carried with her, looking at the clean and bright mirror, Ritsu Kurosawa knew why Xia Youjie GUI said that, she found a cute turtle painted on her face with colored pens.Relating to Gojo Satoru's face that was so close to him just now, it goes without saying that the prisoner knows who it is without guessing.

It's cute, but it's a turtle!Moreover, her face is not a canvas, and it cannot carry the masterpieces of Wu Tiao's eldest master!

Gojo Satoru, you really don't do human affairs at all? !

"Hahaha hiccup." The white-haired boy mercilessly pointed at the little turtle on Kurosawa Ritsu's face and laughed, and hiccupped at the end.

Ritsu Kurosawa grabbed a pen without hesitation, took the opportunity to draw several strokes on Gojo Satoru's face, and filled him with strokes that were the same as a cat's beard.

The two continued to fight.Gojo Satoru still gave way to Ritsu Kurosawa and didn't use his own techniques, and as a result, there were a few colored ink marks on his face.

"Stop just playing around, Mr. Ye Moth said that there is a task."

Gojo Satoru and Kurosawa Ritsu, who were still wrestling together, stopped for a moment, looked at each other, and then rushed to the bathroom to wash their faces.

Noctua Masamichi arrived in the classroom in a short while. When he saw the students, three of them were sitting obediently at the desks. Two of them, Gojo Satoru and Kurosawa Ritsu, seemed to have a little wet face. The four of them There is still one missing in the middle, "Where is the glass? Forget it, this mission will be carried out by the three of you together."

"Hmm...it's a complex and contradictory task." Noctua Masaki introduced them very reliably, "In short, it is to protect the astral body Tianli Neizi who is about to transform during these three days, and then..."

Xia Youjie's narrow fox eyes widened slightly, Gojo Satoru didn't help the sunglasses that slipped down the bridge of his nose, and Kurosawa Ritsu forgot to pick up the fallen [Little Sparrow].

The teenagers in the second grade of the high school heard Ye Moth Zhengdao say in a troubled voice.

"Kill her."