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Xianbei lowered his head from beginning to end, and the decadent and helpless aura on his whole body became heavier and heavier.

Chen Zhuo felt something was wrong, frowned slightly, and his tone became more serious: "Xianbei."

The little girl who was called by her name immediately shook her head in denial, and then turned around and wanted to rush back to the room in the next second.

As a result, the upper arm was pulled, the whole body of Senbei stiffened, and his other hand had subconsciously wiped away the tear stains from the corner of his eyes.

Chen Zhuo noticed something, so he pulled her back and asked, "What's wrong?"

I am most afraid of other people's concern, because that kind of grievance, sadness, and powerlessness will always grow exponentially.

Senbei's throat became astringent again, as if choking with a lime, and his nose was so sour.

Senbei just wanted to go back to the room and didn't want a man to see him in such an embarrassment. She envied those who could turn around and slam doors without thinking or yell hysterically to express negative emotions.

She didn't know how to lose her temper at all. From childhood to adulthood, she had never angered anyone.

When painting an angry portrait of a character for the first time, Senbei searched the Internet for many real-life pictures and studied it for a long time...Wow, it turns out that this is anger.

So brave and frankly angry, as cute and charming as laughing and talking, and brilliant.

In her world, it seems that there will always be only fear, worry, and anxiety, occupying the high ground timidly.

Senbei still had his head buried, and this time, he desperately shrank his head in a particularly repulsive manner, as if there were some very ugly scars on his face that he dared not show.

Chen Zhuo didn't think much, and directly raised her chin with his hand, forcing her to look up.

The moment his eyes met, Chen Zhuo was stunned on the spot.

He did not expect that the little girl was crying.

The eyes are full of horror, and the gurgling drops of water from the eye sockets make these emotions clearer and more powerful.

In the red eyes, the black pupils dared not look at him anymore, and began to hide away.

Chen Zhuo suffocated his heart, lagging for a few seconds, and quickly let go.

The little girl crying made him want to...want to pick her up, where to go, let her sit sideways on his lap, wipe her tears, softly coax her.

This is a strange and shameful thought that suddenly rose up, as if-when he met her in the supermarket for the second time, he felt a kind of "want to pick her up and gently put it in" from a girl for the first time. Shopping cart" cute.

So he dared not move her again.

Chen Zhuo tried to ask: "Why are you crying?"

Senbei shook his head and violently.

At the same place, Chen Zhuo felt troublesome, paused for a few seconds, and then asked in an extremely gentle tone: "Are you scared by what I just did?"

Senbei denied it with body language.

"Or am I talking too harshly?"

Shook his head.

After taking a long breath, Chen Zhuo looked at a place, then thought of something, then turned his head: "You are waiting for me here."

Turn around and leave after speaking.

Senbei sniffed for a while, until the tall shadow of the man completely escaped from him.

Then he rubbed the corners of his eyes and quietly raised his eyes to see where he was going. When Chen Zhuo completely turned into a room, Senbei covered his face with both hands.

So shameful and useless...

Crying in front of this person...

He was obviously so good, but what he gave back to him was all negative emotions, silence, fear, tears...

Repenting secretly for a minute in the same place, the long shadow returned to him.

The shadow master called her name again: "Xianbei."

Senbei's two small ears were on standby immediately.

"Now look up."

Crackers:……?

"Okay?" He was so inspiring, impatient.

Eyes flickered twice, Senbei took a deep breath and slowly... raised her face...

Ai!

Senbei's heart beats, what, what...

Still the clothes before, the people before.

It’s just that, at some point, the man put on himself a black mask, a metal mesh... his head was completely covered in it, almost invisible...

Senbei was completely stunned, did not move his eyes for a while, wondering what exactly was on his face.

...Fencing suit...a bit like...

At this moment, the man made a dull voice because of the occlusion of the environment, and it came out from the mask very gently: "It's not because of talking too much, or because the actions are too aggressive, that must be my face scaring you. I Hide it, let's stop watching, stop crying, eh?"

Senbei whispered in his heart, this hood is even scarier...

but……

You are so funny.

Senbei immediately lowered his head, his tears broke into a smile, with a very small sound.

But she was so scared that she hurriedly covered her mouth, trying to hide her visceral pleasure.

The man wearing the strange mask didn't care, raised a hand, put it over her head, put it there, and snorted: "Good luck today, I can see you crying and I can see you smiling."

Alas... he sighed and repeated: "Good luck."

I don't know why, these words, these words, inexplicably poke a nerve called sorrow and grief in Xianbei.

At the moment, how could there be such a good person, he could comfort her by saying that she had good luck with the change in her nervous mood.

As for her, she didn't even have the courage to tell such a good person in person that he was worthy of being liked.

"Is it all right?" Seeing the little girl lowered his head again in frustration, Chen Zhuo took off his mask, asking more cautiously.

Hmm, Senbei slammed his head hard.

"Rest early," he said, "good night."

Good night, Senbei returned gently in his heart and turned slowly.

The steps are slow and heavy, as if walking in the mud.

Xianbei couldn’t figure it out. She wanted to hide when she saw people before. The farther she flees, the better. But now, she would be reluctant, like a big box in her heart, full of what she wants to repay him. Gifts, what I want to show, may not be expensive or so delicate, but she wants him to see it.

They accumulated for a long time, a lot, and pressed heavily on her chest. She can hardly move.

Back inside the door, Senbei raised his eyes cautiously.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhuo was still standing there, as if planning to watch her enter the room and close the door before leaving.

Senbei narrowed his eyes quickly, grabbed the doorknob with a small hand, raised a small hand in the air, shook it twice, making a gesture of goodbye.

Chen Zhuo stopped staying, with a smile, said "good night" again, turned around and left.

Senbei dared to look at him completely at this time, the man's back.

The familiar cramps reappeared, accusing her of cowardice, and doing her best to dump out those tortured emotions.

The knuckles on the doorknob were strangled to become whitish, and Senbei did not close the door.

With her brows furrowed, her eyes fixed on the direction of the man's walking, she took a deep breath, her lips opened, her breath leaked out, but her throat seemed to be blocked.

So difficult.

Senbei inhales again, just like a challenge to hold his breath underwater. Maybe when humans are about to die, they should be able to break through their limits and surpass themselves, right?

His face was so red that Xianbei felt sick and dizzy.

Huh—at a moment of relaxation, she closed her eyes forcibly and opened her teeth and shouted: "Chen Zhuo--!"

Call it out!

Oh my goodness!

Call it out!

Clear and moving, it is the voice of a young girl, and it is her unique voice.

She did it? ?

Really did it? ? ? ! ! ! ! ! !

Did she really do it? ! right? ? ? ?

When the man turned his head, the surprise on his face was the best answer.

Like a man who tried his best to kick and guess to send himself back to the beach and almost drowned, Senbei panted.

Chen Zhuo stood in the same place and couldn't react. After a long while, he asked, "What's the matter?"

As soon as he met his eyes, all those bluffs fainted.

I don't know where to place the senbei hands and feet, and at a loss what to do.

What do you want to say to him? Why do you call him with the courage not to be afraid of death? Senbei's heart is like a mirror.

But what to do?

When he looked at her intently, she bumped into her unscrupulously, and she couldn't speak at all.

In just a few seconds, Senbei's face was burned hot by the man's calm gaze.

She suddenly called to him like a neuropathy, and then she must have been stupid looking like she was overwhelmed by scratching her head.

Go back?

No way!

She wants to say.

She was afraid that this would never happen again in the future, and she was brave and unhesitating.

She worries that she won't be like this tonight again in the future, and she will vomit to the death.

Tomorrow the sun will rise, and she must change back again, the coward who shrank in her shell, the loser.

The next second, Senbei turned around, exhaled and swallowed.

I like you, I like you, I like you...

Rehearsing in his stomach several times, Senbei forced down his uncontrollable heart rate, opened his teeth again, wrinkled his nose, set up his shoulders, and pretended that he was very powerful and bold.

then……

"I……"

Breath sound.

How did it change back again? Senbei wanted to cry without tears.

Try to go up a little bit?

"I……"

It seems to be a little bigger? Can he hear it? He stands a little far away.

...

...

Standing there, Chen Zhuo stared at the girl, trying to bring up the tone.

He hesitated and spoofed words outside, saying "I" several times. He could hear it and he knew it all.

Every time, a word finally popped out, and the shoulders immediately loosened, as if exhausted.

When it came to the word "hi", Senbei's cheeks flushed, and the back of his forehead was sweaty.

But she is still working hard, trying to coherently organize the words she wants to say, which seems simple and easy, but actually kills her:

"I, I... Hi..."

"I... Hixixi..."

"Ai."

"I, I, I... Hi... Ah..."

"I like..."

No longer stuttering, Senbei's eyes lit up, and he was about to pick up the word "Huan"——

Suddenly her right shoulder was held by someone, towards the back!

Before she recovered, she had fallen into one of her arms, and her arms passed around her.

is it him?

Xianbei opened her eyes wide, and this thought flashed through her mind.

Who else but him?

The power belonging to the man's upper body instantly poured over.

So heavy, maybe heavier than the big box in her heart, does he also have a big box in her heart?

It's so close, so real, ah, it seems to be squeezing out her tears.

Something rested on her head and let out a very light breath, and then the voice said three words without delay:

"me too."

Senbei had a meal all over, tears gushing out.

me too.

I like you, little scallop, and I like you too.

People in the world have a bright lotus tongue, and people in the world can easily say what they think,

You are different, the little girl who makes me feel bad, thank you for being willing to hold out the pearl so that I can see its light.