Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

The first time I didn't respond immediately, of course it wasn't because Eli felt that Alan's words were too roundabout and not straightforward enough, so he deliberately pretended not to understand, and wanted to wait for the black-haired young man to say a more straightforward version of his proposal.

He was just completely shocked, stunned by this completely unexpected development, until the moment when Allen finished speaking for the second time, his expression remained blank with an over-shocked face, and his whole body seemed to have turned like a clockwork. At the end of the doll, abruptly and bluntly frozen in a certain moment of action, it can only stare straight at the target in front of it.

"Target" Allen was very patient, still half-kneeling on the ground, holding the hand of his blond lover.

He left enough space for the other party who was in a daze to receive information.

In fact, as far as the current relationship between the two is concerned, they are already well-known "unmarried couples". 'Fiancee' isn't quite right, but other than that, the rest of it looks fine to me" and that sort of thing.

Paraphrasing the relatively euphemistic expression of that sentence, it is not much different from "I am willing to be a real unmarried partner with you".

It's just that it's not quite the same as the real declaration of marriage proposal.

Having said similar things, it does not mean that you can skip the important step of "proposing marriage" and directly ask others to enter the next stage of your relationship with yourself.

Adding up Alan's two previous lives, except for a campus love that didn't turn out well, there is only this relationship with Eli. He has little experience in this area, and there is no so-called "crash course in love" for him to urgently To participate in training, you have to act according to your heart and the environment you are in.

"Did I scare him?" After about 5 minutes passed, he didn't hear Eli say a word, Alan thought so, and he gently squeezed the fingers still in his palm.

This action seemed to touch a touch switch on the blond youth.

The other party, who was suspected of being "clockwise" just now, moved suddenly, as if the brain cells collectively went out for a half-marathon, and finally all the members returned, and they were more than a beat slower to help the master process the information properly. A dozen badly delayed commands were sent to systemic reflexes.

Under Alan's still steady gaze, Eli blushed from his face to his ears, and then, the hot crimson color tended to spread downward, as if it was going to be covered by a stand-up collar shirt Under the neckline.

"I..." Eli stammered.

He is a character who, if the obedient person does not respond to him after he finishes speaking, he will start to reflect in his heart whether he has said something wrong, and he will feel uneasy about it.

And the role is reversed. When Eli faces others and acts as the listener himself, his "introspection" system can still be activated correctly, but the form of expression is changed so that if someone hangs out in a certain conversation, he will That sensitive conversation antenna will "swish" up, always worried that the other person will be coldly received in the conversation, and then consciously take care of the other person a little more.

... Calculated in this way, Allen was more or less thanks to Eli's blessing to take care of his heart, so that he got such a "cross-collegiate nanny".

But now, he suddenly realizes that he has left Allen alone, not for a while, but on the premise that he has just finished speaking important words. Eli is caught between the two sides of "eager to make up" and "fear of making mistakes". .

He desperately wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Very difficult.

"It's okay." Allen held Eli's hand, and he could easily find that the hand in his palm was rapidly becoming stiff. He carefully scrutinized Eli's expression, and the rare person whose ears were completely red, but whose eyes did not dodge Their eyes met, and they pressed lightly on each other's palms, "Don't be nervous."

Eli probably took two deep breaths that he didn't think were obvious, and his shoulders relaxed a little: "Yes..."

No, not right!

This is not an occasion to say "I'm sorry"!

The reflexive apology was swallowed urgently before the real exit. Eli could see a shrunken version of himself in Alan's pupils, but luckily because everything that had been scaled was too small, he could only see that he was an open-closed version of himself. His eyes were wide open, but he didn't see that his eyes were filled with an expression that was almost comparable to "survival after disaster".

"Alan is right." Eli couldn't help but think a little divergently, "It's really a problem to like to apologize too much. If you really can't help apologizing on this occasion, it will be a disaster."

And it was a nightmare disaster.

After silently completing his thoughts in his heart, Eli looked at Allen again.

He was sure he caught a little smile on the dark-haired youth's face.

Obviously, even if he reined in the precipice in time just now, and immediately stopped talking after only uttering one syllable, who was the other party?

Even the problem of "you are a little too apologetic" was raised by the other party first, so how could Alan not know or guess what he was trying to say when he urgently withdrew?

Eli was a little embarrassed by Alan's smiling gaze.

Because there was a small reflection of himself in the other person's eyes, and he was smiling again, and he suddenly had the illusion that he was also smiling with the other person.

"Let me ask again now." At this moment, Allen, who was more lethal to Eli than usual, said.

Eli nodded almost reflexively, so fast that he suspected that he didn't even understand the content of the words.

This overly quick response seemed to have amused his lover as well, and he was sure that the arc of the other's eyes was a little deeper.

Using a softer tone than before, and omitting the aforementioned series of words that might irritate Eli again, Allen reduced his question again to a single-choice question.

"Will you?" he asked.

Not even a lengthy answer, just a simple nod or shake of the head can give an answer.

"I am willing." Eli replied, and felt that he almost used the most solemn tone he could achieve in his life, as solemn as if he had read an oath in advance.

"I am willing too." Allen followed his words and answered.

The figure of the black-haired young man rose again in the field of vision, and Allen stood up. Following his movements, Eli had to lean back and put his back against the back of the chair.

The chair placed in front of the table should have been used by Allen when he was a boy. For an adult man, the back of the chair is a bit short, and he can't even lean his back on it.

But at this moment, this height is just convenient for the two of them.

The upper part of the rather empty and unsupported back is supported by a hand that wraps around the back. The slightly arched back is tightly pressed against the wide palm, and the body temperature from another person can be felt through the two layers of clothing. Keep sending it.

After Val Manor's secret kiss with "flying insects" as a cover, at this moment, Eli finally got a real kiss from him.

The noon sun was shining brightly, and the green plants on the small terrace were carefully watered every day. They were so green and lively, and they didn't seem to care much about what the owner, who hadn't returned for a long time, was doing inside the house.

But perhaps, who still thinks that the actions of the hosts are too open at the moment, a gust of wind just enough to blow up the curtains drifts over, and the raised veil somewhat acts as a shield, making the two people in the room shape blurred.

Senior Hall, who passed through the wall, jumped up to the roof, lay down on the roof, squinted his eyes at the sun, and yawned lazily.

"...so young..."

This whisper escaped the capture of the wind, and was not brought into the ears of the two people in the house.

There is no doubt that Allen is an activist who does what he says and pays attention to efficiency.

After this slightly shorter but sticky noon than usual, in the afternoon, Eli was still struggling with how Alan would confess to his parents, and was seriously worried about how Ulic and Dorothy would feel when they heard the truth. In the mood, Allen rearranged his messy long blond hair for him, got rid of those complicated and delicate decorations, only let him tie a neat ponytail, and asked him to put on a shirt and trousers that he had prepared earlier.

Only some adjustments were made to the shape, and the well-tailored clothes outlined neat lines, and the tall but quiet and gentle "Eliza" disappeared.

Eli, who has long hair and looks heroic, is back.

"Is it okay to go straight down like this?"

Before leaving the room, Eli still hesitated, and checked his appearance in front of the half-length mirror in the room.

It may be that recently he has been showing people in a female dress that intentionally blurs his gender, and he has also consciously adjusted his body language, and suddenly returned to his normal dress. This should be his familiar appearance—except for the elongated hair— — But when he looked at himself in the mirror, he felt a little strange.

"It's okay." Relying on his advantageous height, Allen took away Eli's hand that was worried about making adjustments, and he hugged him from behind comfortingly, "This is good, let's go down."

"it is good."

Holding the idea that Allen said it was okay, and that he should trust him more, Eli finally went out and went downstairs with Allen.

Ulic and Dorothy seemed to have just woken up after a nap, and both of them were dressed in homely yet not overly casual clothes. Dorothy had a large book of surprisingly thick on her lap, and she was looking down at the book. The tall husband moved a chair and sat behind her.

Ulik sat a bit taller than his wife, but what he was doing was in contrast to his well-trained muscles. He was providing Dorothy with a shoulder and back massage service while she was reading.

Eli: "..."

Standing on the stairs of Allen's house, Eli looked down at the scene in the living room for a moment, feeling that he and Allen were forcibly joining the background board when going down at this moment, disturbing the harmonious life of the couple.

But obviously, Allen, who was walking with him, didn't have so many worries and worries. The black-haired young man continued to walk down generously, and even grabbed his shoulder, which was standing still, to signal him to continue walking.

On the premise that they didn't deliberately restrain their breath and footsteps, the movement of the two grown men coming down the stairs would certainly not be so small as to be insignificant.

The husband and wife who were getting along in harmony downstairs heard the movement as early as Alan Eli had just stepped on the corridor, and they waited happily for the children to come down.

When he saw Eli's outfit which was obviously different from the one he met in the morning, Ulic looked a little surprised, and his eyes lingered on Eli for a few more seconds.

In stark contrast to her surprised husband, Dorothy's expression was quite calm, she gave a gentle smile and raised her hand at the same time.Greeting: "Are you resting well? There are just baked biscuits and hot milk tea, come and sit down."

Allen said hello for himself and Eli.

None of the people in the room were patients with "elemental zero-sensitivity syndrome". The moment Dorothy raised her hand, they all clearly noticed the fluctuation of spells in the air.

Dorothy's raising her hand and greeting are not the same thing, her greeting is a greeting, but the movement of raising her hand is casting an elemental spell.

Just like what Allen and Eli did when they visited Armen Barton before, several sound-proof spells and anti-detection spells centered on Dorothy and flew to the doors and windows of the house.

When Allen and Eli walked to the sofa, the cabin quickly became a well-protected soundproof and prying fortress, which was blessed by many spells to make it fit perfectly.

"Okay." Dorothy said after putting down her book, "I'll give Ellen the first chance to speak—babe, you have something important to announce to us, right?"

Allen nodded to his mother, who has always been amazingly insightful. He took Eli, who was still a little stunned by this development, and said generously: "Let me introduce to you and Dad again, this is my unmarried partner Eli, male , he has just accepted my formal proposal."