I am straight!

They are also very loud...

"Of course that's not the reason," Elliot replied in a very decisive tone: "You must subconsciously know that I won't be angry with you, so you're being mean to me, but you're actually acting like a spoiled child to me in disguise."

What he said was very certain, as if there was such a thing, and I thought for a moment what he said was true, but then I noticed that everyone around me looked over, Ann, senior sister, la Senior Bell, Bell and the twins... Even Senior Nasser looked at me curiously—those hot eyes made my cheeks turn red.

So I became angry from embarrassment: "Ai Lue! If you spread rumors again! I will find a chance to poison you to death!"

60. Childish Elliot...

Elio shut up obediently.

"Everyone is here, it's time to eat—just order something to eat here." The senior sister spoke out first, called the waiter, looked at the menu for a while, and then decided: "Lemon clam chowder, Pork chops with golden sauce."

When I got the menu, I realized that they were all dishes that I had never eaten before—although it is a common recipe of Western-style meals, it is very strange to someone like me who only likes Chinese food.

I was hesitating about what to eat, and Elliot said to the waiter, "He eats the same thing as me." He pointed at me.

I was about to protest, but Elliot raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't understand the menu? I'll help you choose according to your taste, and you will like it."

"...I hope so." Well, forget it, I don't know what to eat anyway.

"Don't you like sweet hot dishes?"

"You know?" I was stunned.

I hate hot dishes that are too sweet. I prefer spicy and salty things, because they taste better with rice, but people around me seem to like sweeter dishes, so I often cook them, and I am never picky about food— —I thought no one would find out that I hated that kind of food except my younger brother...

"As long as it's about chords, no matter what, I... know everything, okay?" He chuckled lightly, looking straight at me—even though there was a table away, I could feel his snort In my ear, there was an ambiguous heat, a little itchy - I obviously shouldn't be shaken by this strange fantasy, but my chest felt a little hot for some reason, and I was a little helpless.

He could only lower his head to cover some flushed cheeks: "What, that kind of speech..." It's almost...as if he has been watching me.

I almost thought that this person... Elliot... was looking at me every minute, every second.

I could feel Elliot's gaze from the opposite side, scorching hot, with a temperature that couldn't be ignored, as if it was going to burn my body.

I moved my body uncomfortably, trying to avoid his gaze, but felt his gaze was more explicit.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask me anything... I will answer anything, okay?"

"Then, what is my favorite coffee?" I asked unconvinced.

"You don't like coffee."

"My favorite drink?"

"vegetable juice."

"my favourite subject!"

"Music Appreciation."

"My most hated subject!"

"history."

"My favorite tune."

"..." He paused.

"Don't you know? My favorite..."

"It's the song your mother often hums when she puts you to sleep. It doesn't have a name." Elliot seemed to remember something, with a nostalgic expression on his face: "But you like to call it 'The Tide of the Sea'."

My eyes widened.

Since An asked me to play the piece about the mermaid last time, I haven't played this piece again. When I practice in the dormitory, I also go to the special practice room. The sound insulation effect is quite good. I don't think Elliot will hear it... ...and I have never told anyone that I named this piece... The Tide of the Sea.

"How did you know?"

"Secret~secret~" Elliot raised his lips: "But if you give me a kiss, I'll tell you."

"...Forget it then." I immediately gave up.

Elliot knew about this song, probably because his mother told him when he was his teacher... But I never told my mother, did I name this song?

...Ah, forget it, forget it, I can't even think about it anymore, my head will be blown off.

I let go of this question and started to eat the meal in front of me—the dish served by the waiter was really to my taste, not sour or sweet, which improved my appetite a lot, and I ordered another ice cream after eating ——Anyway, it’s the event expenses, so I’m not relentless if I need to be reimbursed.

In the afternoon, we went shopping, and then went to a hotel with aromatherapy bath.

The proprietress of the hotel was very enthusiastic. After welcoming us in, she recommended a lot of aromatherapy treatments - I really don't like strangers groping on me, and I wanted sex, so I refused.

So the proprietress told me that there is a hot spring behind the hotel, if you want to pass the time, you can go there to take a dip.

In fact, I am not interested in soaking in hot springs, so I went back to my room to rest.

Of course, the room was shared by one person, and the twins had a pillow fight, which made them depressed for a long time, but as soon as they heard that there was an entertainment room in the hotel, they happily went to play. They also seemed to have no interest in aromatherapy baths and hot springs.

Elliot's room is on my left - this makes me feel a little uneasy, or rather, I have been afraid to continue to meet Elliot's sight since noon.

Not just uncomfortable, but also because I don't know why my heart beats a little when I see Elliot.

...It's definitely a heart problem. I'll never admit that I'm actually attracted to this kind of idiot, flirtatious, girly, and... kind of gentle guy....

………………Okay, okay, I admit that I was moved, just because I saw that guy smile in my dream, I actually fell into a trap...I’m sorry, it turns out that I am such an easily kidnapped person .

I was struggling when I heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"it's me."

Elliot rang out with a slightly lazy voice.

I hesitantly opened the door and asked Elliot to come in.

"what happened?"

"Nap."

"...Why are you looking for me for a nap?"

"Come with me." Elliot smiled, then grabbed my hand and pressed me on the bed—I'll go!I can't push him away!He is so strong! ! !

"Hey! What are you smoking!"

"Because I heard from Lal that you take a nap with Ann—I want it too." He said, ignoring my struggle, he turned me around, clasped my waist tightly, and leaned over: "You can't be biased."

"Are you a child?"

"If I were, would you take a nap with me?"

"Yes!"

"Then treat me like a child." Elliot said with a chuckle.

"Who will treat you like a child!" I was angry: "Get out quickly! If you want to take a nap, go back to your room..."

"Do you hate me that much?" Elliot suddenly said softly, "You hate me so much that you don't even want to think of me?"

I wanted to say yes, but when I heard the rare tiredness in Elliot's voice, I couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and even the words on my lips became silent.

"..."

"If you don't hate me so much... just sleep with me for a while."

"……you are tired?"

"Do you think the president of the student council is really so free as to chat with you every day? Today's vacation is something I managed to squeeze out after staying up several nights...don't make noise...sleep with me for a while."

I wanted to say something, but found that I couldn't say it, so I finally had to soften my body and let him hug me.

He closed his eyes to sleep peacefully, but I couldn't sleep, staring at his delicate and flawless face like porcelain, I couldn't help being a little lost in thought.

He always does.

Let me have to face him.

When we first met, he aroused my anger with words.The second time we met, he even forced me to be his roommate.

Every time, every time, he reminds me with a distinct sense of presence: he is here, paying attention to me in his own way.

I stared at him in a daze as he fell asleep.

The way he closed his eyes was more peaceful and beautiful than the last time he saw it.

It's just a circle of teal shadows under the eyes that makes me a little guilty.

...If it wasn't for me...he probably wouldn't let himself stay up all night, would he?

...was I...really...that important to him?

I wanted to ask, but I was afraid of getting an answer.

... What answer am I afraid of getting?Yes...or...no?

I saw that he seemed to be in a deep sleep, so I got up and tried to close the curtains, but he grabbed my arm tightly.

"...you didn't fall asleep?"

"I woke up as soon as you moved..." He still closed his eyes, but he grabbed my waist and pulled me over, hugging me, not letting me move.

"...Let me close the curtains."

"No."

"...Don't be willful!"

"No~ It's dark, I'm scared~ Mom~ Mom~"

"You...! Who! Who is the mother! I..."

I originally wanted to refute, but when I thought about it, this guy is obviously an adult, but he is acting so childishly...it made me... suddenly compromised.

...Knowing that it was this guy's prank, but there was no way to refuse it.

I squeezed the corner of the quilt in my hand and pursed my lips.

"……Fool."

"Heh..." Ai Lue chuckled, his breath raging on my cheeks, which made me very uncomfortable. I was about to protest, but I was attracted by the warm touch on the lips, and I even forgot to breathe. He stared blankly at the sea blue eyes in front of him, like the jewels of the sea.

The warmth on the lips was just a light touch, and then left.

The moment the temperature left, I actually had a feeling that I couldn’t tell