Natori and the Passer-by Heroine

"It's none of Yinglili's business."

Asagi shouted out as if to embolden himself.

"But you like Sawamura-san, don't you?"

She raised the volume, which was different from the low volume just now.

These words evoked various fragments of memories in Qian Yi's mind.

The first time I met Yinglili in the library.

It's the first time to play games with Yinglili online.

To get close to Shiwa for Eiriri, to get close to Eiriri for Shiwa, to get close to each other for their relationship, Eiriri who fills the gap in her life like an angel, Eiriri who is so self-willed that she will run out of the street late at night, will Ying Lili, who keeps a subtle distance, will paradoxically put on makeup even if she sees herself in plain old-fashioned sportswear.

Tell yourself to chase Shiyu, tell yourself to chase Xiaohui, tell yourself to pursue happiness, keep doing some meaningless and inconspicuous little actions, she is stupid and cute, she will care about herself, and will quarrel with others for her own affairs, He will listen to his almost unreasonable demands, and go abroad with himself regardless of everything.

She would be childish enough to scribble around the house.

Ying Lili in front of her will always be like a child who can't grow up.

but--

'I just think of you as a brother! '

Half a year ago, the cry in that rainy night.

"...Pass."

"kindness?"

"I liked her."

Ying Lili lost all strength, and an indescribable loss spread from the depths of her eyes, as if a big piece was missing in her heart, he was walking farther and farther, he was going to move forward, he wanted to move forward, and there was no one around him position, he tried everything he could to push himself away and to Lun Ye's side.

The body fell into an abyss.

"real?"

As a reply, Asahi stretched out his hand to straighten her body, then hesitated for a while, then embraced her from behind with his hand that was frozen in midair.

The moment his hands touched her thin clothes, something inexplicable burst in his heart—the guilt for Xiaohui, the restraint of reason, the longing for her body, and the thinking about everything.

Already very tired.

Asahi's body was trembling.

"Fool."

Shi Yu's breathing became short of breath, he just hugged himself, just raised his head to look at himself, trembling but shaking his heart.

"You don't have to think about it that much."

"I'm already yours."

"Everything I do is for you. What is mine is yours. From that day on, I have been waiting for you to take it away, but I have waited too long and I have no patience."

She quietly knelt down in front of him, hugging him tenderly like a jade hand, and embraced him in her bosom.

"But you'll look down on me!"

His face was soft, congested and turned red in an instant, but fortunately the night and clothes could cover it up, he struggled to raise his head, trying to express his unyielding, but he didn't know that Luo Shiyu only had strong youth in his eyes.

"If only you were as cute as you are now."

"!"

The wet sight is so obvious, the eyes are so delicate.

Two years later.

"I can give you whatever you want."

"I'll fight for it myself!"

"You've earned it."

"I don't want to rely on you."

"You think I'll take the initiative to climb into the bed of a man I despise? Is my girl so cheap in your opinion?"

"..."

Qian Yi was suddenly speechless, yes, in fact, everyone can suspect that the other party looks down on him, but only Shi Yu, only this woman, who expressed the highest trust in him with practical actions.

mediocrity.

From Shi Yu's actions of making decisions on her own to seeing Zhu Yin, her heart has long been disturbed.

Seemingly aware of the change in Qian Yi's mind, Shi Yu held his cheeks with both hands, and gently stroked his face, as if wanting to record his appearance.

"Say it again."

"?"

"'I love you'."

"I, I didn't say that."