Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

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It’s sunny on Saturday.

Su Qing's home.

Su Qing rarely opened the photo album and had been staring at a certain photo for a while.

It was yesterday that I took a photo with Yui and Yukino.

Obviously, that photo was the group photo of the three of them yesterday.

After pressing the shutter, Yui excitedly sent the photo to the other two, saying:

“This is a testimony to the friendship between the three of us!”

Actually, it is not wrong to say so.

No matter how good Su Qing's memory is, he can only record everything from a first-person perspective.

In other words, his presence is not actually present in those memories.

This photo now makes up for that.

Color... General

The light is... average.

Proportion...average.

Only the emotional expression of the characters is acceptable.

This is Su Qing’s comment on this photo.

——A decent work.

But logically speaking, even if a work is excellent, Su Qing usually won't take more than a few glances.

Only this photo seems to contain some kind of magic.

Every time you watch it, you will have a different feeling.

Although this change is subtle, it is real.

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"What are you looking at? You're so focused."

Mahiru patted Su Qing's shoulder gently.

She didn't know when, but while Su Qing wasn't paying attention, she had quietly come to the sofa and was now standing behind him.

"You're here?"

Su Qing turned off the screen of his mobile phone, tilted his head back, and the familiar gentle smile first appeared in his pupils.

Then, a few strands of flaxen hair suddenly floated on the side of his face.

Itchy.

It smells good too.

"Yeah. Here I come."

After hearing Su Qing's words, Mahiru narrowed his eyes and his smile became softer than before.

It was obviously just a simple conversation.

I don't know why, but it's so reassuring.

"What are you doing...?"

Mahiru's slightly panicked voice rang out in the small living room, but she did not retreat, nor did she resist.

He just kept his eyes tightly closed, like a lost person who tried to escape by pretending to be dead when attacked by a black bear.

But Su Qing is not Black Bear, and Mahiru is not lost.

The former will not eat people, and the latter is not afraid, and even has a vague expectation.

"Your hair fell on my face and it itched a little."

Su Qing gathered a few strands of hair and carefully tucked them behind her ears.

“This is it.”

[So you didn’t mean to touch my face...]

Perhaps it was an illusion, Su Qing could sense a hint of loss in Mahiru's tone.

Her face was slightly red, and she pretended to be busy brushing her hair in front of her forehead. After she had cleaned up those "slipped through the net", she pinched the corner of her clothes and asked timidly:

"Um, does my hairstyle look good today?"

"So that was not a joke to me?"

Su Qing smiled.

He certainly knew what Mahiru was talking about.

The two of them agreed that as long as she wanted, she could have as many hairstyles as Su Qing had never seen before.

"You thought that was just a joke?"

Mahiru asked back, somewhat annoyed.

"No. I was just wondering, are there so many different hairstyles for you to wear?"

Su Qing really has no knowledge about girls in this area.

In his understanding, the only styles that are common in mainland middle schools are shoulder-length hair or high ponytails.

"That's none of my business. Anyway, don't forget that you said you would remember the type of hair I tied. If you forget, you will have me blow-dry your hair as punishment~~"

Mahiru's clear and melodious voice, like a silver bell, rang out joyfully.

"Until then, don't move..."

"Eh? Okay..."

At some point, Su Qing had come behind Mahiru.

A faint masculine scent kept coming from behind. If one felt it carefully, Mahiru's jade-white neck seemed to be able to feel the somewhat hot breath from Su Qing.

[What the hell are you doing?]

Mahiru was a little afraid to look back.

She was afraid that if she turned around, she would bump into Su Qing.

Although... that seems pretty good too.

"Can I guess?"

"Guess what?"

"Hmm... Is this a princess hairstyle today?"

Su Qing stared at Mahiru's waist-length hair and thought for a while before asking.

"Oh yes, how did you know?"

Mahiru asked in confusion.

It's really strange, she shouldn't have done this in front of Su Qing.

The other party also told her that he was not very knowledgeable in this area.

"That's how you make me feel."

Su Qing gently patted Mahiru's shoulder, signaling that he could turn around.

"what is that?"

Pinching the corner of her clothes, Mahiru couldn't help but start looking forward to it.

She thought she was going a bit too far. She knew what Su Qing was talking about, but she still couldn't help but want to get to the bottom of it.

After noticing the child's expectant eyes, Su Qing smiled faintly.

"It's just...I feel like you're like a princess in a fairy tale."

"There are good princesses, bad princesses... ugly princesses, beautiful princesses. Who knows if you are scolding me?"

Mahiru retorted without even thinking.

It was clearly visible that a hint of cunning gradually appeared in her caramel-colored eyes.

"That's true. This analogy is not very good."

Su Qing was not angry, but suddenly looked at Mahiru.

"Well, then I'll give you a chance to think of a suitable metaphor... If I'm satisfied, there will be a snack in the evening..."

Mahiru gradually began to stutter.

At first, she was able to control her emotions and stared at those black pupils as calmly as possible.

But as time passed, her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably, so that she could only reluctantly make the decision to look down.

"I'm craving dessert. Is that the pudding you made for me last time okay?"

Su Qing seemed a little worried and confirmed it again.

"Anything is fine, but it has to satisfy me."

When the heartbeat speeds up, it seems to make other organs become active as well.

To the point that Mahiru's ears gradually became sensitive.

At the same time, the man's incredibly magnetic voice, like radio waves, kept rushing into her ears.

[Itchy...]

[Why is your voice so nice? I can’t help but want to see you…]

Mahiru tried his best to calm down his emotions, lowered his eyes, and still didn't dare to look directly at Su Qing's face.

"Hmm... I figured it out."

"Go ahead."

"can not say."

Su Qing seemed to be keeping Mahiru in suspense with evil intent.

"why?"

Mahiru didn't quite understand.

Was it because she couldn't think of an excuse, or was it because her snacks had lost their appeal?

"You've been avoiding me since the beginning. I don't want to talk about it."

"That's all because of you..." Mahiru hesitated.

"What am I?"

"You...you've been staring at me--eh?"

Just as Mahiru finished explaining to Su Qing, a large hand suddenly appeared in her sight.

Then, she felt a force in her chin.

Not big, but not small either.

It was just enough for her to raise her eyes and meet Su Qing's smiling starry eyes.

"I thought you hated me."

"I wouldn't do that..."

"Really? That's good."

"Can you let go first? I feel a little...uncomfortable..."

Mahiru was really feeling uncomfortable.

Stimulated by Su Qing's actions, his heart has been making a "bang bang bang" warning sound since the beginning.

"If it's uncomfortable...I'll bend down a little."

Su Qing mistakenly thought that Mahiru meant that it was uncomfortable to look up like this, so he bent down to adjust the angle.

Just by doing this, he inadvertently got closer to Mahiru.

"you……"

Mahiru wanted to say something, but Su Qing used the hand that was pinching her chin to make a "silence" gesture.

Then he said softly and sincerely:

"I was wrong. It shouldn't be you who looks like the princess, it should be...the princess who looks like you."

After that, Su Qing smiled and added:

"How is it? I wonder if this metaphor... does it satisfy you, Princess?"

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