New York is a Shura field [Comprehensive British and American]

Although he is not humble, you have to admit that his pride is proven-strong enough not to pretend that his extraordinary genius does not exist.

He has a very clear understanding of himself.

Compared with the high frequency of text messages, he only made one phone call.

Maybe it's that I've completely lost patience with you?

Then do you want to return one?

Feeling that Harry's gaze on you showed no signs of moving away, you explained, "Hang up."

"Is there something important?" Sure enough, he asked, and then added empathetically, "If you're really busy, it's okay to do it now."

You waved your hands reflexively, and your hasty appearance seemed to be trying to cover up.

But now the other party's good attitude towards you has loosened your initial sense of resistance a lot.

Your mind is not as complicated as his, and naturally you didn't expect that he wanted to send you away because he had already noticed something.

You are not a good liar.

"It's just an unfamiliar call, maybe the wrong number is called." You had no choice but to answer like this, trying to make your tone sound the same as usual.

Hearing your answer, Harry nodded coldly.

The needle wound on his arm has not yet healed. Fortunately, it is not summer, otherwise the hideous appearance would have no place to hide.

He was thinking about it, and his eyes quietly moved away from your face and moved down to the khaki sleeves of his clothes.

It was strange how the looming pain seemed absent if one did not focus on the cloth-covered wound.

And if you focus more and more, it will... it will seem more painful than every previous moment.

"What's the matter, Harry?" You also sneaked a glance at Harry, and asked tentatively.

You just noticed that his complexion seemed to be paler than during the day, and guilt surged up in your heart.

He didn't have to come to this ridiculous appointment at the end of a busy day.

And the reason why he agreed abnormally is because of you.

"You've been tired all day, and you definitely need to rest. I'm sorry to ask you to come."

Perhaps your sincere concern moved him a little bit, and you heard him reply, "I think this is very good, and I don't want to go back anyway."

He didn't even use the word "home".

He doesn't even know why, but when he hears you say the words of concern, his calm heart will have a slight fluctuation, and his mood will gradually improve.

After hearing what he said, you stopped talking.You still haven't figured out what kind of identity you should chat with him.

If only you were the one to forget everything.

Sometimes forgetting is like nothing ever happened.

You have thought about it for a long time and still have no idea, so you simply focus on the messy matter in front of you.

Your only wish tonight is to spend this "dinner" safely.

You hope that Carol from the sky doesn't say more than he shouldn't.

And your request seems to be too high.After all, Carol doesn't know exactly what happened to you.

To put it simply, her understanding of you is only in four years of high school life.She doesn't even know much about your first three years of boarding in an alternate timeline.

You really don't understand why she suddenly appeared.

I don't know why tonight is extraordinarily deserted, and there are not as many guests in the small restaurant as usual, so the food will be served soon.

You're hungry, but you have no appetite in this potentially stressful environment.For you, the desire to satisfy your appetite is no longer the most important thing.

But the frozen atmosphere that exists in your senses is diluted a little after serving.

Contrary to your expectations, at least, Carol doesn't say anything about boarding school like she did this morning.She started to talk about some things about the company—you know, she's one of those people with a lot of money, a real rich lady.If you leave out the affair with an ex-boyfriend who can form a company, she has nothing to blame.

"Love also needs to be kept fresh. Would you eat stale fruit?" She always said this before.

Some people feel that living among thousands of flowers is very happy, and some people feel that it is very happy to love only one person in their life. It has nothing to do with right or wrong. This is a personal choice.

And you haven't really thought about "personal choices" about yourself.You don't even know if what's happening in these timelines counts as love or not.

This time the atmosphere became a little more harmonious, and Carol started the conversation first, she said, and Harry occasionally echoed to show that he was listening.

Although managing a company is obviously not something you are good at, in order not to leave you alone, Carol will occasionally bring the topic to you.

She still hasn't figured out why you haven't taken the initiative to talk to Harry.

But you are her friend, and it is easy for her to protect her friend's love.So since you don't speak, she will speak first, so as not to let the atmosphere condense again.

Communication must happen naturally and cannot be forced, and naturally it cannot be carried out in a condensed atmosphere.

"——Yi Ri, do you think so?" Carol said a few words, cueing you.

In fact, you didn't hear clearly what the two of them were discussing just now, so you nodded, "That's right."

Carol's order was a bit rich.At least for now, the three of you can't finish it.

Although Harry didn't have any objection to the restaurant Carol chose, but even though he was very familiar with using chopsticks, he still... only ate the plate in front of him.

You looked at him and suddenly felt a little cute.It was also at this time that the heavy feeling that had been hanging over your heart just now suddenly disappeared.

You felt that the smile on your mouth was getting bigger and bigger. In order not to let the two of them notice, you put down your chopsticks and calmly pulled out two facial tissues from the paper box, pretending to wipe your mouth.

This kind of sitting posture is straight, not saying a word, and only eating the food in front of you, very similar to eating with relatives during the Chinese New Year :)

Of course, you also know that the reason why he has this behavior is more likely because he is not used to this mode of not sharing meals.

He respected the customs of other countries, so he didn't say anything.

You said it was a meal, but in fact you were full after only two mouthfuls, and you spent the rest of the time secretly observing him.

Oh, and he still looks like a picky eater.

Your eye falls on the little slice of onion left on the plate.

You also notice that he doesn't eat spinach either.He also didn't touch another plate of fried spinach in front of him.

He seemed to notice your gaze, put down his chopsticks, said something's up to you, and smiled openly.

Not just aware - the moment he put down his chopsticks, his eyes met yours as soon as he moved.

It looks like he's been aware of it since you watched him.

But he didn't show anything, just let you stare at him like this.

Really... Unknowingly, I was placed again.

"No," you replied, "I suddenly feel that you seem to be pickier than me."

He seemed to raise his eyebrows at you, "What do you mean by 'sudden feeling'?"

...Harry was pretty good at focusing.

Your eyelids twitched, "I——you don't look like that kind of picky eater." Seeing that the inquiry in his gaze deepened, you said, "Well, what I mean is actually Yes, picky eater is a very childish word."

As soon as you said this sentence, you regretted it.

What do you mean by being vague?It's hard to understand when you say it.

He smiled, "Does that mean you're looking at me?"

He didn't say it like a question at all, he already had the answer.

You have to admit, "...that's just looking around."

Harry gave a meaningful oh, but the next second Carol poured him a drink.

She also wanted to pour it for you, but you quickly refused.

You haven't had time to reply to Sherlock's message, you need to get out of here quickly, without drinking, of course.

Drink wrong.

It's not easy for you to find an excuse to leave midway-Carol won't let you do that.

Carol will occasionally wink at you furtively when she raises her glass enthusiastically.

you:?

But something shocking happened the next second.

Harry collapsed suddenly.

You exchange a quick glance with Carol.

Wait, is he drunk?

There's no need for the cup to slip out of your hand and break when you're drunk, right?

But there's nothing in the information you've got that proves that Harry is a bad drinker.

What's going on...?

He said he fell down, but in fact, he just leaned on the table with his elbows, closed his eyes slightly, and showed a slight uncomfortable expression on his face.

The cheeks that had been slightly pale just a moment ago now had a rare blush.

It's a bit like when you're about to break up.

Carol didn't understand what was going on, so he asked you in a low voice: "Is he not drinking well? Impossible, you told me before that he can drink very well!"

You don't know what to say again.

You now know exactly half and half about Harry Osborn.

Half of the confession came from the outside world, and half of it was a few guesses by myself.

You didn't answer Carol's words, you just stretched out your hand, first poked the other person's cheek, and then touched it.

What's the matter with being a little hot...

"I don't know either." You could only answer her like this, and then softly called out to the young man beside you, "Harry, Harry, wake up."

Since Carol said that he can drink well, it shouldn't be because he was too drunk.

Is it an alcohol allergy? ?

This is the most likely thing that comes to your mind.

People's allergens are constantly changing, just like some people are allergic to cat fur when they are young, but they will not be the same when they grow up.

The reason why he still drinks in this situation is because retrograde amnesia makes him forget a lot of things.

You leaned in and patted his face lightly again, but he still didn't respond.

With his eyes closed, his face seemed even more serene.

Before you can think of any other reason, another new message comes in, but before you can read it, Carol speaks again.

"I said, why is the atmosphere so strange between you two? It doesn't feel like a couple. It's obvious that you had such a good relationship before." Carol pouted.

Facing such a sharp question from her, you bite the bullet and answer, "Is that so...? I think it's okay."

Harry's eyelashes flicked.

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