Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

The two entered the house one after the other, one big and one small.

The house Qinghe lives in is not big, but although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

The color of the wall is white on the top and green on the bottom, all light colors, and now it looks softer under the warm yellow light.The floor material also echoes the color of the walls, paved in a white and green checkered pattern, which looks a lot like a chess board.

The carpet was soft to step on, and it was a white rabbit with long ears.

The little boy took off his shoes and stepped on the carpet with bare feet. The soft touch made him feel stagnant.

He remembered very clearly that in the bachelor apartment rented by the Spanish landlord, there was exactly the same feeling as here.

It is very quiet and soft here, and all the furnishings invariably exude the atmosphere of life that belongs to the owner—it is completely different from him, very sunny.

In fact, when he really saw the face under the mask clearly, he didn't have any particularly big mood swings, on the contrary, he felt a sense of relief.

Because he was a fool, a complete fool.Harry couldn't help but think so.

He actually forcibly took a time machine developed privately by Oscorp, and voluntarily became the first "traveler".

But when he successfully returned to that April night, he sat silently in that Ferrari California for the whole night, but he never met Qinghe.

And no theater, no brunette Melanie, no Linice, no lemonade... nothing.

Her traces disappeared without a trace in this world, including his time——

Harry Osborn couldn't take it.

As long as he thought of his best friend betraying him, as long as he thought of that black-haired girl disappearing in the long river of time like this, his heart would be filled with strong unwillingness.

Because his sincerity was originally intended to be given to her.

Maybe it was just a whim to rescue her at the beginning, but... Later her name has become the only language imprinted on his heart.

So he decided to hibernate.

The world seemed peaceful—Harry knew that the Board of Directors would betray him sooner or later, so he cleaned it; Harry stopped investigating the masked hero Spider-Man, because he had long since become the Green Goblin; Chi also wanted to find Qinghe, and she did appear again.

I have to say that Qinghe's camouflage skills are still as bad as ever, just a little bit of a three-legged cat to cover up, and he still wants to deceive him...

Harry's ability to perceive people's hearts has always been strong, and he is very familiar with her, both in body and mind.

And Harry was convinced that what she didn't tell him in time must be a shocking secret, and this secret could perfectly explain why she entered Imperial University in New York.

The little boy's eyes were clearly fixed on the rabbit rug, but his thoughts had already flown to the sky.

Just as he was engrossed, a clear and peaceful voice sounded in his ears, "What's the matter, is there something uncomfortable?"

Her voice was as clear as ever, perhaps because she felt relieved to be here, her tone was softer than when she was in the hospital.

Harry's thoughts were forcibly interrupted, his eyes sank imperceptibly: yes... the current situation should be a complication of forced time travel.The order of time and space is disrupted, so there will be the same person in different age groups appearing in the same space.

What I don't want to admit is that the reason why he suddenly turned into such a little devil now is also because of this.

Harry really doesn't like children very much. He thinks children are troublesome and cry for no reason.But it's my turn to become a child again, this feeling is extremely subtle, I have been a top student since I was a child, but I don't know how to behave.

He collected himself and looked up at Qinghe.

I don't know if this guy is especially gentle with children, but her expression is so soft at this time, it actually makes him feel an urge to get closer out of thin air.

But this is completely a temporary illusion!

In the next second, Qinghe snorted softly and looked away.

"Anyway, even if you feel uncomfortable, I won't be responsible. Brother~brother~"

The sudden new address of "brother" made Harry's heart skip a beat, and a strange feeling surged from the bottom of his feet to the top of the sky.

Hell, he's never been called that before.

Even when he was really a child, people would only respectfully say "Master" or "Mr. Osborn" when they saw him, and they would never call him brother, which sounded like a neighbor.

When the person in front of him called the word "brother", his tone was depressed and then raised, coupled with the clear and beautiful timbre, it couldn't be more green tea.

Little Harry's eyes darkened a little. He should have been dissatisfied with such a strange address—he had done so in the first place—

"Don't call me that." He said indifferently.

But the girl seemed to have expected his reaction long ago, instead she looked at him seriously and smiled slightly, "Okay, okay, I see——little brat."

Asi!

"You're annoying."

Little Harry's whole face would wrinkle when he was speechless, and he let out a long sigh, but the slight voice sounded childish and milky.

In short, this is not what he wants.

but……

He sneaked a particularly honest look at Qinghe.

The black-haired girl sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the curtain behind her, and then turned her gaze back, then she reached out and touched the bedside lamp, and then the warm yellow light suddenly dimmed a lot.

This blurred her side face, which actually looked more beautiful, like a painting by a famous artist.

He felt that people like this should leave some video data in this world.

That way he wouldn't have to work so hard to find her...

Originally, Harry had decided to make her pay for her resignation, but now, his dark thoughts suddenly became less intense.

He suddenly felt that it would be nice to stay beside the other party silently like this...at least he never enjoyed such a tender time after his mother died.

So he decided to—

Little Harry was watching her fascinatedly, Qinghe seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and looked at him too.

To stare silently at someone or somewhere for a long time without taking your eyes off seemed silly to Harry.

But now the person who did this stupid behavior became himself, which made him suddenly feel a little embarrassed, and his ears were stained a thin layer of red.

Little Harry quickly looked away, snorted and raised his proud head.

Qing He felt that this kid was exactly the same as Harry Osborn, arrogant and wicked, tsk tsk!

Usually I dare not do anything to Harry, because I am afraid that Harry will do something to her.And the little kid in front of her can't do anything to her at first sight, so why not just tease him.

whee.

Sorry, I'm so mean.

Qinghe thought of something, and suddenly asked, "Hey, I have a question for you."

"……Say."

The blond boy's voice sounded forced.

"Does it mean that there are many little girls in the kindergarten who like you?" Qinghe touched his chin, his eyes were meaningful, and he showed an expression of "as expected".

Harry:?

Little Harry felt that he couldn't understand the brain circuit of the woman in front of him at certain times, so he turned his eyes away speechlessly, "boring."

But in Qinghe's eyes, his reticent appearance is just shyness.

Oh, so shy for such a little guy?

"After all, you are so handsome, there must be many little girls clamoring to marry you!" Qing He's flattery was just right, "If I——I would like your type."

Hearing what Qinghe said, little Harry felt that she was an idiot but honestly couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

I don't know which sentence I am happy about.

But afraid of being discovered by her, little Harry tried his best to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth and kept a straight face.

But he was curious again, coughed and cleared his throat.

"What type am I...?"

Qinghe didn't seem to expect him to ask this, but answered anyway.

"Proud man, you got it right." She made an OK gesture.

Harry:?

"Conquering an arrogant man like you is very challenging." Qinghe said, but the next second she said seriously: "However, I'm not interested in you! But I don't mind if you chase after me after 13 years !"

Harry: ...

"I didn't realize it before, so you're good at it." He had a lot of meaning, and there was something in his words.

I see, it seems that he was too kind to her before, so she didn't have the desire to conquer.

Harry thought so, and silently wrote it down in his notebook.

"By the way—" Qinghe suddenly changed the subject, "Will you take a bath by yourself?"

Harry felt a little bewildered when this question was suddenly asked.

"You... what are you doing?"

The little blond boy's sudden awkward attitude made it clear and felt strange.

She didn't say anything?

Qinghe gave him a strange look, "Take a bath, then go to bed."

She added teasingly, "You dirty child, you only deserve to sleep on the floor."

The expected rebuttal did not appear.Qinghe just looked down at the phone, but looked up again and was stunned.

The child standing in front of her immediately blushed.

Not your average blush.

It's really very popular. Those who don't know think what happened to Qinghe.

It's just that, the little boy suddenly lowered his head, pulled the corner of his clothes in embarrassment, and squeezed his mouth tightly.

Because he is only a child, he is small in stature, and his blond hair is more soft and shiny under the light. With his blue suit, he looks very cute, a bit like the smallest Russian doll.

Qinghe:?

After a while, he murmured, "...you are the dirty kid."

"Okay, young master, then you will wash—"

"I will!" Qinghe's words were immediately interrupted by him, little Harry gritted his teeth, as if he didn't want her to continue this topic.

"Whatever you want, I wanted to do my best to wash it for you." Qinghe said, "Hey, you almost saw my sister's horse killing a chicken."

He's still a kid, don't let him go.

Soon there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, Qinghe picked up the phone and looked at it casually.

This is the discovery of a new continent.

For this seldom-talking netizen, let’s call him Mysterious Blue Cat for the time being.He who hasn't posted on Moments for thousands of years actually posted a post.

He sent a picture without a caption.

It's a photo of the theater entrance.

It can be seen that he is not interested in taking pictures, and the pictures are very sloppy, but the poster next to the theater says that the play that will be performed that day is "A Midsummer Night's Dream".

Qinghe stared at this post for a long time, and she felt that she should ask what arrangements the other party had on the day of the meeting.

Although her ultimate goal is to get the gun, but... it would be nice if she could make a friend.

She felt that she might need someone to speak to her.

So... it seems that we can have a meal together, right?What kind of food does he like?

Qinghe gave him a thumbs up.

Not long after, the mysterious blue cat sent her a message.

[Still sleeping? 】

"I'll go to sleep later."

Qinghe thought for a while and asked again, "Are you... are you free that day?"

[If I'm not free, I won't talk to you at all. 】

Tsk, this impersonal arrogance rushing towards my face.

"Then let's have a meal together!"

There was no reply for a long time after I sent this sentence.

The other party seemed to be thinking about something.

Qinghe thought for a while, and sent another message.

"The profile picture is me, do you want to chat?"

Her profile picture is that of a strange looking stuffed puppy.

After sending this message, she could easily imagine his indescribably frozen expression on the other side of the network cable.

【In no mood. 】

He said.