The daily life of Buddhist texts

A hazy drizzle began to fall in the sky, falling on people like spider silk, one could feel the coldness but couldn't detect it with sight.

Nishinomiya Yuzuru stood still, "Why did you get down?"

"Camera." Yuan Oreki replied.

Withdrawing the hand on Yuzuru Nishinomiya's shoulder, Gen Oreki took the camera off his neck and handed it to her.After taking it, the girl carefully opened the sleeves of the jacket, and put the camera into the clothes to prevent it from getting wet in the rain.

The camera is not far from being scrapped if it gets wet, and I don't know why Yuzuru Nishinomiya didn't buy a waterproof bag.

"Thank you." Yuzuru Nishinomiya spoke flatly, and continued to walk forward after finishing speaking.

Oreki Gen followed behind.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Nishinomiya Yuzuru frowned, stopped and turned around, asking:

"what."

Oreki Gen also stopped, didn't speak, just raised his chin towards the distance.

Looking in his direction, he found that the bob-haired girl and the ponytail girl were leading two boys here.

They are going to move rescuers.

The boys are all tall, and the visitors are not friendly and aggressive.

Yuzuru Nishinomiya subconsciously turned around and wanted to hand the camera to Gen Oreki.

then.

A burly man with sunglasses stood in front of them.The man in the sunglasses said a few words to them, and drove them to another road like ducks.

After confirming that the junior high school students had left, the man in sunglasses returned to the black luxury car parked by the side of the road.

The rear window of the limo was ajar.

The girl sitting in the back row noticed the gaze of the two and pretended to drink water.

After seeing the other person's face clearly, Oreki Gen gave a salute to the people inside.

This movement is learned from Houtaro, it is very imposing and can express the user's respect.

Then Yukino Yukino inside sprayed water out, covered her mouth and signaled the driver to close the window.

Immediately afterwards, the limousine started strangely fast, as if fleeing for life.

"Is Hikigu's summer activities over?" Gen Oreki looked at the disappearing car and said to himself, "It's so fast, I thought it was going to be a summer vacation."

Nishinomiya Yuzuru poked Oreki Gen's arm with his index finger, and asked, "Is that your bodyguard?"

Oreki Gen shook his head, "No, it's my minister's bodyguard."

"minister?"

"Ministry of Service."

"The name is a bit strange."

"But what you did was a good thing." Geno Oreki wiped the rain from his face, "Wait for me here, I'll go to the convenience store to buy an umbrella."

"Be careful on the road."

Oreki Gen pointed to the convenience store nearby: "It's a bit difficult to find an accident at a distance of 30 meters."

"Road, up, small, heart."

Yuzuru Nishinomiya repeated it again, and then hid in the canopy on the side of the road, holding the camera tightly.

Chapter 86 Chapter 85 As expected of her precious son

It was raining heavily, but fortunately, Gen Oreki bought a black folding umbrella at a convenience store.

The umbrella was opened, and the rain falling from the sky fell on the polyester surface, condensing into crystal clear water droplets.

"Your house is really big. Do you live with your cousin?"

Yuzuru Nishinomiya was holding a plastic bag in his arms, with the camera in it.

This is what Gen Oreki bought from a convenience store in order to prevent the camera from being flooded and reimbursed.

Oreki Gen thought for a while, and replied, "Actually, there is still a doll living there."

The ax is more than a piece of wood.

"It's very lively." Yuzuru Nishinomiya continued absent-mindedly.

She didn't care at all what a doll was.

"It's okay." Oreki Gen replied.

Yuzuru Nishinomiya's neck was fair, and the tufts of hair were messy against the skin, black and white were distinct.

Her short hair became wet from the rain, drenching her upper body, and she exuded a faint milk fragrance, neither heavy nor light, and it smelled refreshing.

It should be some kind of milk-scented shower gel with a long-lasting fragrance.

The two walked without tacit understanding, with Yuzuru Nishinomiya in front and Gen Oreki behind.Because the shelter space of the folding umbrella is limited, it is more or less rainy.

For example, Nishinomiya Yuzuru's hair, Oreki Gen's back.

Crossing a street, the two turned into a small road.

"Those people?" Yuan Oreki asked suddenly while walking.

"All the classmates in the school have been beaten by me."

beaten.

That's an understatement too.

Oreki Gen paused, "That's it."

He poked his head out of the umbrella, and found that the sky had become gloomy, covered with dark clouds, and the original hazy drizzle had turned into light rain, tick-tock-tick.

"The rain has become heavier." Oreki Gen sighed.

"You're not looking for something to say, are you?"

"Yes."

"You are really gentle." Yuzuru Nishinomiya replied casually.

Gentle, the word is too omnipotent.

It has been a long time since Gen Oreki was described like this.

I remember the last time when I was in the third grade of elementary school, Zhemuyuan fed a pack of ham sausage to the wild dogs on the side of the road. After seeing this, his mother praised him in the car for being so gentle as to die, he really deserved to be her precious son.

But now the word "gentle" has been abused, whether it is praise or derogation depends on the context at the time.

"Do you seldom go to school?" Yuan Oreki asked walking behind.

"go seldom."

"It's amazing." Oreki Gen admired.

But I don't know exactly what to praise.

Yuzuru Nishinomiya slowed down, "Do you go to school often?"

"Go every day."

"Then your grades must be very good."

Think back a little bit about your final grades.

Except math.

Oreki Gen nodded: "Yes."

The air was damp and stuffy, and small puddles had accumulated on the ground, and the raindrops fell into them, splashed and rippled, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yuzuru Nishinomiya stopped in front of a bridge, and Gen Oreki stopped behind him.

The short-haired girl brushed her wet short hair, which still had water droplets, and looked back at him.

"We all have our own living environment and ways," Nishinomiya Yuzuru fixed his eyes on the tip of Oreki Gen's nose, "Your behavior like this will bother me."

"I'm not sympathizing with you."

"Then why are you following me?"

"I'm a stalker."

"..."

Miraculously, Nishinomiya Yuzuru's eyes rarely showed a look of confusion.

Standing on tiptoe, she tapped Okemu Yuan's head with her index finger knuckles, as if testing whether the watermelon was ripe or not.

"Is your head soaked?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru withdrew his hand and asked with a frown, "It feels strange since you came down."

"No, I just pity you."

"Do you want to carefully recall what you said?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru said in a bad tone.

Oreki Gen stretched out his free hand, opened his palm, and made a swimming movement in the air, "I am a goldfish."

Lively and lifelike.

This kind of self-destructive way of hurting oneself can always stop the topic just right.

Yuzuru Nishinomiya withdrew his idiot-like eyes and continued walking.

Minamoto Oreki followed.

The rain came and went, in fits and starts, forming wispy overhangs at the base of the cloudy clouds in the sky.

rain streamer.

It is the product formed after the raindrops evaporate during the falling process.

Raindrops kept hitting his back, soaking Oreki Gen's white short sleeves.

The train of thought is gradually clear.