good man story

Bella never expected Sylvia to make any romantic moves. If she really made any romantic moves, her first thought would not be to be moved, but to probe the other person's head, and then ask, what are you doing? Taking the wrong medicine, or not taking the medicine?It's not because Bella doesn't know how to be emotional, but when she decided to be with Sylvia, she automatically deleted the word romance from the dictionary.After all, even Sylvia's own wedding was planned, so Bella didn't expect anything.Oh, and of course the wedding was hers too.

Therefore, Bella looked at the so-called candlelight dinner on the table, and her first thought was whether Sylvia had a relapse, or had she eaten something bad. Of course, the most likely thing was that Sylvia Do something bad.

"Did you go to my study?"

When Sylvia, who was not able to reap the full emotion, hadn't recovered from the huge disappointment, Bella asked this.The brain short-circuited for a second, and then instinctively uttered a syllable.

"what?"

"The only copy in my collection, tell me, which one did you lose?"

Bella has a study room that is not particularly big, but every book in it is a unique copy, a unique copy in the black magic.Originally, there were very, very few black magic books, let alone orphaned ones. If measured by value, every piece of paper in her study room was a priceless treasure.

Ah, this is for people who love the dark arts.

"...Broken book, what's the matter?"

The disdainful face made Bella breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her babies are fine, and everything else is negotiable.Accepting the other party's attention silently, whether it was the chair pulled away by the dog's legs or the knife and fork delivered to her hand, Bella decided that as long as it was not too much, she would reluctantly forgive the other party's stupidity.

"It's delicious, try it~"

Seeing Bella's relieved look, Sylvia's good mood rose again. Since the person in front of her was so cooperative, she would generously forget the last conversation. Well, this kind of talk is too disruptive to the atmosphere.

In front of me is food that can barely be seen in its original form. Well, let’s say it is food. If I remember correctly, it seems to be Chinese food.As for what the name is, Bella said she can't do anything.As for taste, Bella said it was up for debate.

"Try it~"

If human beings have tails, Sylvia's tail must be waving to the sky at this moment. According to visual inspection, the frequency is a plastic bag floating in the eight-level wind. It was not blown away because it was hung on a tree.Bella felt that she should get a dog so that Sylvia would have companions.

Ah, I thought too much, and focused on the food in front of me. Well, this dark thing should be broccoli, but it looks a bit like overcooked eggplant...

"I didn't put mustard, I made it according to your taste!" Sylvia spoke, and mentioned mustard.Bella's heart was broken. She found that Sylvia's obsession with mustard was dying.Mustard is required for dinner, mustard is required for dessert, Merlin wants to add some mustard even to ice cream!

Bella held the fork, suddenly losing the desire to continue.Because she thought of Sylvia's so-called food.

Salmon Tomato Ginger Mustard Sandwich.

It is currently Sylvia's favorite and not one of them! ! !

"Xi Wei."

"Huh?" The star-eyed Sylvia almost had the word "excited" written on her face.Bella deeply reflected on whether she had done something wrong recently, and there was no need for Sylvia to punish herself like this!

"Let's discuss something, okay?"

"Okay, okay~"

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I want to wash your hands and make soup~"

Bella is sitting physically, but kneeling inwardly. Sure enough, she must have done something wrong! ! !Sylvia, I was really wrong, please forgive me!

"Oh, don't look like you don't believe me, I tasted delicious!"

Salmon Tomato Ginger Mustard Sandwiches! ! !

Nightmare! ! !

"You don't even believe me~"

The shy Sylvia made Bella have to muster all her courage to face the coming knowing blow.After all, this is what Sylvia worked so hard to do, it would be too hurtful if you don't try it.

Broccoli looks scary, how about a tomato?Uh, but why does this tomato look a bit like an eyeball soaked in formalin? Shouldn’t the tomato be red?Why is there a pale white color?Forget it, what does this look like, eggplant?Uh, what's wrong with you eggplant, why do you look like a mutated potato, what kind of biochemical attack made you mutated to this point, or have the ingredients in the kitchen evolved to the point of biochemical weapons?

Broccoli, tomato, eggplant, which species would not hurt her taste buds, Bella had a hard time choosing.

"Taste it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold~"

Originally it was Sylvia wagging her tail, but Bella thought of the hell three-headed dog.Originally, the atmosphere of burning candles should be romantic and dreamy, but at this moment Bella felt the deep malice from the end of the world.

Sure enough, romance or something is just a legend.

To die sooner or later is to die. In order to prevent the three-headed hellhound from opening its bloody mouth to her, Bella decided to choose where to go.She has the courage to face the unknown!But she really didn't have the courage to identify what kind of species that lump of black object was. No matter what, they were innocent. In order to prevent her from hating this whole species in the future, it's better not to know.

□□, no, the food is neither cold nor hot.

Bella put down the spoon, took the courage to face Diana directly, and swallowed the poison of unknown origin, uh, food.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Inside Bella: Mixed feelings.

"Well, it's okay, but I don't like the smell much."

"Oh, then I'll make you something else tonight~"

My heart has collapsed, not because of my mood, but because of the bitter tears that flowed upstream and flooded everything.

Bella really wanted to kneel down to Sylvia, and shouted that you won.Because she watched Sylvia put that bowl of poison that she didn't know what it was, ah, no, put a layer of mustard on the food and put it in her mouth.That look of relish made Bella start to doubt life.

She suspected that she and Sylvia were not the same species at all! ! !

"Xi Wei..."

"Ok?"

Sylvia with a puffed mouth said that I was listening carefully.

"Why don't you eat a salmon tomato ginger mustard sandwich." At least it's safe and doesn't kill people!

"Oh, enough is enough, this is my newly developed Sanxian Noodles, Chinese food~"

...It turns out there are still faces...

But is this really Chinese food?Is this really Chinese food?Is this really Chinese food? ! ! ! !

She was not so, so, so amazing when she ate Chinese food before!

"Oh, are you sure this one won't die?"

Sylvia, "—,—"

Bella, "Eh, if you think you won't die, you can eat it."

Sylvia, "Is my cooking so unpalatable? I think it's okay."

Bella, "I have given up correcting your taste buds, if you think it's okay, then it's okay." At the end, Bella added, "It's very creative, keep working hard."

"Well, I think so too. When I'm good at my skills, I'll open a Chinese restaurant and make sure it sells well!"

No, you will lose all your money and be sent to Azkaban for blatantly selling drugs and killing a lot of people! ! !

Bella roared in her heart, but she just took a sip of lemon juice calmly and said calmly, "No, you should open a milk tea shop." As long as you give up making mustard milk tea, you won't drink to death.

"Well, it depends on your mood. I've been very interested in food recently. I bought a stack of recipes. It's okay~"

"..."

"Xi Wei, have I made you angry recently?"

"Huh? What is it?"

"It's okay, just asking, do you look annoyed at me recently?"

"No, what are you thinking?"

"Then do you know what is the most painful thing for a person who is on the road to foodie?"

"...What are you talking about!"

"I want to say, do I have the right to choose not to be your number one victim?"

"..."

"Merlin, the house elves don't eat food from your hands. Can you imagine how far your taste buds are from the taste buds of living things?"

"That means you don't know how to enjoy!"

To be honest, it is really tiring to have such an arrogant and self-centered partner.

Bella's conclusion.

But anyway, before the candles burned out, the spooky candlelight lunch ended, and Bella ended up watching a free horror movie - watching Sylvia eat.By the way, eating with candles in broad daylight is still weird with two white candles.It turned out that Sylvia was full, and Bella didn't even have the desire to eat snacks.Even after Sylvia cleared the table and washed the tableware, she still had no desire to eat snacks.But Sylvia seemed to be in high spirits.

"Let's go!"

"Where to go?"

"The quagmire."

Mire is a bookstore in Knockturn Alley. Not many people know about it, and not many people can enter it, but those who can enter are masters in black magic.Sylvia usually wouldn't let her go by herself, after all, there was a mix of mermaids and dragons inside, well, although there were hardly any people inside.

Sylvia offered to take her to the quagmire, and Bella was flattered.

Apparating to Diagon Alley only takes a few seconds. Bella's footsteps did not relax. She was really looking forward to the quagmire, and she did arrive in the quagmire as she wished.

The boss was still the same one who was blind in one eye. Seeing the black magic atmosphere filling the room, Bella seemed to have returned to nature.Sylvia scratched her head, looked at her partner who had dumped her partner when she saw the black magic, curled her lips, and said nothing.

"Hehe, long time no see, Sylvia."

Frequented by old acquaintances.Although Sylvia was not eligible to enter the quagmire, Bella was.Sylvia followed her a few times and became acquainted with the boss.

"Well, did you find the one I mentioned to you last time?"

"Extinct things, even if I find them, I won't sell them." The old guy took a puff from his pipe, and aimed one eye at Bella, who was using the black magic breath to feel the black magic books on the other side of the bookshelf.

"Hehe, Missy's level is higher again, it's a pity."

"What a pity that is."

"It's a pity for the black magic."

"Hmph, are you fighting for strength like you?" Sylvia asked squinting, with a hint of disdain in it.The old guy didn't mind the tone, but he told the truth, "It's a pity that there is no place to use black magic. Seriously, Sylvia, if you use the skills of the eldest lady, hehe, you can't get anything of."

"Do you rule the world? Are you sick?"

"Hehe, if you let the young miss go, I guarantee that within three years every black magician will voluntarily submit to the young lady. You don't understand the charm of black magic."

"Oh, crazy."

Just chatting with each other, Bella kind of forgot the time, and she was so immersed in black magic that she never noticed that not far from her, there was such a pair of gentle and peaceful eyes watching looking at her.

That's Sylvia.

It wasn't until it was getting late, until the sun was about to rest, that the two people came out of the quagmire.There is a book in the pocket, a rare book, belonging to the black magic.

The afterglow of the sunset was so good that they were reluctant to just Apparate home and miss the beauty.Simply holding hands like this and walking slowly on the street.They weren't in Diagon Alley, there were a lot of people there, and they would be recognized wherever they went. They went to a Muggle place.When meeting a flower shop on the road, Sylvia stopped.She ran in for a while and then ran out again.There is a rose in the hand.

Bella was more than terrified, she was simply terrified.Before she could say anything, Sylvia had already handed out the rose in her hand.

"For you."

"Um, are you okay?"

The good atmosphere that Sylvia thought was good was completely ruined by Bella's words.Pulling out Bella's hand and putting the rose in the other's hand, Sylvia shook her head, barely letting herself complain, and said something that could be considered sensational.

"Gifts of roses, hand a fragrance."

It's quite sensational, but it's not the right occasion.Bella looked at the rose in her hand, and didn't understand what Sylvia was thinking. Before her brain turned around, Sylvia had already spoken.

"There are flowers, there are candlelight dinners, and there are things to make you happy..."

Bella's eyelids twitched, and she felt that she couldn't answer Sylvia's next words.

"Is it romantic?"

really……

"..."

To hell with romance...

What greeted her was a pair of light gray eyes. Bella couldn't see a little smile from that face, but she could see something reassuring in these eyes.

This is an inexplicable feeling, just like the first time, when she was very young, when she saw these light gray eyes, a feeling that surged up, inexplicably calm, inexplicably calming .With the passage of time, she has seen too many emotions in these eyes, happy, sad, too many, too many to count...

When did you sink into these eyes?Bella thought about this question carefully, but she couldn't find the answer, whether it was the initial smile at each other, or the fireworks that filled the sky many years ago, or the clarity of countless mornings, or the quiet companionship many times.

These are talking eyes.

"Bella, when I'm really romantic with someone, I always lie. When I talk sweet words to someone, I think about how to get what I want from him. I can't pretend you are someone else. I can't pretend to be romantic. I tried a lot of ways, but they didn't work, and I also recited nice words, so I can't say them in front of you."

Sylvia smiled, that smile was a little bit bitter, but also a little disappointed, it was her disappointment in herself.

"For you, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old together with you. Sunrise, morning glow, sunset, and afterglow are good. As long as I can hold your hand, it is already very romantic."

Who said Sylvia couldn't be romantic?

Bella looked away, looking at the colorful sky, at the distant place that exudes soft light.Her hand is held by warmth, and the people around her can be relied on by her.

"Xi Wei."

"Ah."

"For me, it is very romantic to have someone stand with me and let me reach out."

"Ah."

"Thank you for appearing in my life, thank you Merlin for being you."

"You're welcome, you know that the day I met you was the most beautiful scenery in my life."

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