[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

The sweet and soft tea lingers on the tip of the tongue, unlike the slightly bitter taste of ordinary tea, with an unexpectedly long aftertaste.The tea soup is clear and clear. Even Qian Qiu, who has lived in Italy for many years and has little contact with tea, can tell at a glance that it is a high-quality tea.

Mr. Hibari is indeed a person who likes to enjoy...or likes to pursue everything to the extreme.

But the current atmosphere does not allow her to think about these things.Qian Qiu quietly raised his eyes to look at the dignified Ling, and Mr. Yunque with a calm and composed face, suddenly feeling restless and uneasy.

Mr. Skylark's meaning is obvious.He had obviously been listening for a long time, but the two of them were too indulged in this astonishing fact, and didn't notice his existence...or in other words, they couldn't detect Mr. Skylark's breath.An almost transparent sense of presence hides its own existence, just to hear what is happening.

Even if he concealed it, he already knew the inevitable events that happened before.Getting to the bottom of it is a normal thing, especially for Mr. Skylark.Moreover, he entered his room without notification, and even thought about opening those documents privately, which is indeed inappropriate.

Thinking of this, Qianqiu couldn't help but feel hot on the face, and suddenly felt a little guilty.No matter what, she felt that Mr. Skylark's calm look was a kind of torment.

Different from the inhumanity of interrogators, Skylark was unexpectedly patient and waited for the two small animals to speak. In his opinion, the subtle expression changes on the faces of these two small animals were unexpectedly pleasant, just like the eyes of elementary school students. General observation diary.He stretched out his hand, his wide sleeves revealed his chiseled wrists, he held the tea bowl with his slender fingers, and looked at the clear tea soup inside.

He remained silent, but under immense pressure.

Qian Qiu sneaked a glance at Ling, who frowned slightly, with a sad look on his face.

Now she remembered that it was because of this incident that the Pengelie family brought them back to Sicily and placed them here.Mr. Skylark's duty... is to protect them.So, telling him should be the quick fix for this matter.

There was caution in Ling's eyes, she knew what Ling was thinking.At this juncture, how do we know whether the Pengelie family is also temporarily pretending to be good people because of this ability...?

Qian Qiu sighed softly, and looked up at those eyes that were as pure as obsidian. They were full of patience after being honed for a long time, but also full of a sense of oppression that made people tremble slightly.

If they wanted to succeed, the Pengelie family would have had countless chances.Even if the face is torn apart, with the two of them, there is no way to escape.But it was they who believed the words first and came here voluntarily... and Mr. Skylark did not do anything to them, on the contrary, he always provided the best room and board unconditionally.It is better to choose to believe than to be dubious.

... After all, she felt that Mr. Hibari was a good person from the very beginning.And that goodwill becomes more and more mellow as they get along day and night, just like the fermentation of fine wine.

She took a deep look at her eyes that were as clear as amber, conveying her thoughts,

There was a flash of struggle in Ling's eyes, and he quietly clenched his hands.

The black-haired young man was still sitting calmly, but as keen as he was, he felt something unusual.Although the two people in front of them didn't speak, what was conveyed in their eyes was unusual, as if they could communicate normally without words.He raised his dark eyes and glanced lazily, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

This made Skylark fall into a little thought.He had indeed heard that brothers and sisters could have a heart-to-heart connection without verbal communication... but that was only limited to some premonitions of symptoms, which were similar to actions.And the way the person in front of him blinked was clearly communicating normally.

Doubt, bewilderment, fear, struggle, and even a trace of distrust and hostility from the herbivore Cage Dao Ling.This made him faintly unhappy.If it was him before, he would have pulled out the duckweed crutches and repaired Long Daoling long ago.Skylark glanced at the silent Cage Island Qianqiu. She was more hesitant and uneasy, but her eyes were full of trust. The panic that flashed across those two-way warm eyes looked like a frightened rabbit.

This slightly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart.

The two siblings have different ideas.

Yunque sneered secretly in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but fell on the hesitant woman.There is affirmation and trust in him in the gentle brown eyes.

...but where does this unhesitating trust come from?He pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little surprised.

Just as he didn't understand why he felt suppressed and displeased when he saw Qianqiu Cageshima's eyes towards him, he also didn't understand why this woman's inexplicable trust came from.

"That...Mr. Skylark..." Qianqiu finally spoke after hesitating for a while.She ignored the struggle in Ling's eyes, and finally stretched out her hand in compromise and held his hand tightly, as if encouraging.When she raised her head this time, it was different from the usual softness and warmth, and her eyes flashed with determination, "I believe you are a good person...so..."

nice guy?

There was a little fluctuation in Skylark's eyes, and finally fell silent again.

This word... is really far from him.Everyone said that he was an unfettered ferocious beast, the strongest guardian with a eccentric temper, and a fearful king... Of course, these discussions are fleeting, because he only believes in the rules in his heart.But now, a weak little animal told him with unsuspecting eyes that he was a good person.

He could almost imagine how the group of Vengley's herbivores would laugh out loud if they heard such a description.It is rare for the immobile Skylark to start divergent thinking because of a word that is very different from his own.

"...I'm sorry, I entered the room without permission." Qianqiu carefully glanced at Mr. Skylark, but the other party's eyes were deep and there was no emotion, "I just saw those documents about the Rossi family , I did have the idea of ​​wanting to read it. I think Ling must be the same..."

Qian Qiu bit her lower lip lightly, "But it's not a good thing to read without permission, so I stopped Ling's actions out of this consideration. But, the moment he touched the paper, the memory of this document Suddenly, it flooded into my mind." Not only the conversation between Chief Peng Gelie and Mr. Skylark, but also Mr. Skylark's way of carefully flipping through this document, and the touch of cool fingertips across the paper are very real.

Thinking of the serious but meticulous face like a meticulous painting, she couldn't help jumping in her heart, and quickly buried her head, "I think... that may be what those rumors say..."

There are still two words about treasures that cannot be said.Even she didn't want to admit it to herself.From the feeling of gradually calming down, to the ability to be suddenly revealed; from firmly believing that this is just a rumor that will gradually subside, to now I have to believe that this is all premeditated.Such a change is really unacceptable.

I imagined that I could live with Ling after the turmoil passed, even if I quit my current store and returned to Japan to start over... But it seems to be difficult now.At least until the instigator is figured out, it's impossible.But the point is, they don't know that there will be some unidentifiable dangers in this unknown world.

"Hmph." Skylark snorted softly through his nasal cavity, as if he had finally won the tug-of-war.Fortunately, it was before he wore out his last patience.

object memory?

This made him think why the Cage Island sister and brother were wiped out of their identities in advance.If the memory is obtained through things, then it is not a bad idea to know the premeditation of those people in Greet in advance.

But why did it trigger this ability just this time... Skylark closed those star-like eyes, ignoring the two people in front of him.There must be something key to this.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, quietly looking at the two siblings in front of him.It seemed that no special memory flowed when they touched the teacup, nor did they have the ten years of living alone.

"You have telepathy."

"Even if my sister and I don't need to talk, we can talk normally!" Ling rubbed the bridge of his nose with his hands, as if he had nothing to do with the sister who was determined to tell everything, so he reluctantly turned his head away to answer.

"Oh?" Skylark's eyes narrowed slightly, and the ending sound of interest rose slightly.He was right, the two little animals could indeed communicate without talking.And all of this started when the two of them got together... This also shows that this ability will only be triggered when the two of them are close, and it will be useless when they live alone.

So... so is the ability?

A few ideas flashed through his mind, and he was as smart as he naturally ruled out impossible situations one by one.If touching objects alone was useful, then they should have discovered their abilities years ago, but they didn't.Then it shows that this will only happen in the case of common contact.

But... this is definitely not the first time they have touched a certain item together.

Skylark looked at the young woman thoughtfully, and suddenly his heart became clear.Her eyes are like amber that has been condensed for several years, showing a translucent clarity, soft and moist, but without any desire or desire.Recalling the previous encounter in Venice, she also had such a peaceful expression... Of course, she was much more energetic then than now.

The only thing that remains the same is that ordinary little animals are easy to be satisfied with the present world, and they don't try to force anything.

Thinking about it differently, Chiaki Cageshima's words just now also contained an unconcealable curiosity and desire for this document.There is no need to consider Cage Daoling's always strong sense of curiosity and ambiguity about his family background.

"You guys." He said immediately, stretched out his hand and pushed the teacup in front of him, and put it in front of the two of them, "Touching this teacup with the desire to know about it."

...sounds a little funny.

Why go back to the past with an ordinary bowl.Could it be that it is still an antique?

Ling almost couldn't help laughing, but he took a look at the black-haired young man's eyes that seemed to have nothing but frost and strong aura, and forced the corners of his upturned mouth down.

He glanced at Qian Qiu and stretched out his hand at the same time.

Touching the smooth surface of the bowl, the warm tea soup spreads to the fingertips through the wall of the bowl.

Scattered fragments of memory came overwhelmingly.

The author has something to say: