[HP] Immortality

Qingyao looked back and saw a familiar boy besides Mu En with a decent smile. She couldn't remember who it was, but she must have seen it in the Transfiguration class, but the two appeared in the same frame It's an inexplicable match.

Compared with Riddle, this boy has a different style. His appearance is very comfortable at first glance. Even if he doesn't make an expression, he doesn't have any sense of indifference and alienation. Standing in this messy crowd, he looks out of place, but he feels calm and gentle, as if The image of a gentle and jade-like son described in the book she read before.

I saw this boy very consciously stepped forward and introduced himself, "Good afternoon, both of you, I am a sixth grader from Ravenclaw, Eric Albrecht. Unfortunately, my social life is not extensive, and I did not join It's normal for the student union, Prefect Riddle, to have no impression of me."

It’s just that for some reason, Albu came over to say hello seemingly very politely, but Qingyao always felt that she was completely ignored. The other party was coming for her sweetheart. It seems more like a deliberate irony in the ear.

Then I saw Riddle also got up at the right time, walked around the table, came to the other party and extended his hand politely, "The senior is joking, the surname Albrecht has a lot of weight. As a prefect, my daily job is to manage students. The two colleges are of different grades, so it is true that we do not often have the opportunity to meet each other."

Maybe it was Qingyao's illusion. The moment he got up, she seemed to catch the rare sneer in his dark eyes, but when she looked over again, he was still polite and humble, which made her think it was her own eyes. wrong.

But judging from the conversation between these two people, they are indeed not familiar with each other. Based on her understanding of her sweetheart, it is really strange that she would not have any hostility if she hadn't had some serious problems, such as with Malfoy. .

In the face of the friendliness of this well-recognized model prisoner, Albu also shook hands very cooperatively, and also smiled and replied, "It's just a surname, and you won't get any privileges at Hogwarts because of it. Compared with the excellence of the prefect, this is really insignificant. I didn’t have any chance in the past, and taking advantage of Edith’s presence, I very much hope to make a few more friends before transferring schools.”

As if he had been hit by an idea, Riddleton suddenly became interested, "Since the senior doesn't pay much attention to socializing, it's obviously my honor, but I don't know what you mean by transferring schools..."

At this time, Mu En, who had been silent for a while, continued in a timely manner, "Albrecht has been living in Germany, and Avery will leave England after the Christmas holiday, so I accepted his invitation to attend the Christmas ball in a few days. You Knowing that I seldom participate in such activities, Tom, I hope to have the opportunity to dance with you, of course, this is subject to the consent of Miss Qing."

So the topic shifted to her, and the three people present looked at her in unison. She, who was about to continue watching the play, was so stared at that she had to stand up, but was interrupted by the clerk who was carrying refreshments when she was about to answer. .

There were already a lot of customers in the store, and the surrounding tables were also full, so standing a few of them would naturally obstruct the passage, Mu En said very consciously when she saw this, "Avery and I won't bother you. A date, see you at Hogwarts."

After the two sides exchanged a few more words, Mu En and Albu went to the other side not far away and took their seats.As an obvious outsider, Qing Yao asked directly after her sweetheart returned to her seat, "Is there any festival between Tom and the boy named Adrian?"

Not expecting her to be so blunt, Riddle just resumed his usual gentle smile and took a sip of the steaming black tea, and then asked unhurriedly, "Oh? My dear, why do you ask that?"

Seeing his calm and relaxed appearance, Qingyao felt that she had made a mistake earlier, so she lost all confidence and just replied angrily, "Isn't it true that the two of you have never been in contact? But I always feel that Mr. I said this to you on purpose."

Unexpectedly, her doubts just came out, and there was a low laugh from the opposite side, and then he held her hand and patiently explained, "Honey, if you are surrounded by people of the opposite sex who are better than me, Then I think it's inevitable that I'll be like that, maybe worse."

After being reminded like this, Qingyao suddenly realized, but she immediately pinched his fingers in reverse, and said softly "hum" pretending to be unhappy, "Even if such a person really appeared, I would only concentrate on liking Tom Alone, my place in my heart is very small, with you, I can't accommodate others..."

However, her voice became smaller and smaller and was almost submerged in the background noise. Even though some words were indeed unclear, Riddle could still guess what she wanted to express, so he lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand, All the tenderness flows in the intersection of the four eyes, and the smile on his lips is even bigger, "I understand, Yao has always liked me, and I am the same."

This resolute tone is enough to demonstrate his trust. With just such a sentence, Qingyao has a full sense of security. She raised a bright smile and followed him closely, "Tom, do you have something?" Didn't you tell me something important?"

The question that was thrown suddenly was obviously difficult to answer. Riddle stared at her expression and tried to find some clues. At the same time, the several possibilities imagined in his mind quickly expanded. After eliminating all the impossibilities, the answer was finally left Now: Christmas and presents, and her daily schedule for the week.

"That's just the most ordinary day. There is no need to remember it, and there is no need for any form of celebration. Every day with you is more memorable."

At first, Qingyao thought that he would not know why, but she didn't expect that she would be able to guess what she wanted to ask, but after hearing his self-deprecating words, she immediately became unhappy, "If it wasn't for Professor Dumbledore's kind words After telling me, is Tom going to keep silent? But this is obviously an important day, why is he so indifferent..."

Speaking of this, Qing Yao suddenly remembered his life experience, pursed her lips and asked hesitantly, "Does Tom not like my birth..."

"Honey, no one likes being born in an orphanage, right? But I have no choice but to accept it. The existence of this day serves no purpose other than to remind me that I am just an orphan. Of course, there is no need to celebrate."

Compared to Qingyao's cautiousness, Riddle didn't seem to care, his expression didn't change, as light as if he was telling someone else's story.But how could she not know how much the person in front of her who was loved and even respected as a role model by many people cared about her own life experience.

But she can't do anything except say some pale words of comfort, she can't find out his biological father or other relatives, and she can't make up for his past ten years, obviously she is a fairy, at this time But so powerless.

Perhaps her depression was written all over her face, Riddle tightened her hand again, and comforted her in a gentle voice, "Don't worry about me, dear, I have enough of you...but since Yao wants to celebrate for me, Then I am also very happy to celebrate my birthday that day, I know, Yao is preparing a gift for me with great care, right, I am looking forward to it."

So, as soon as the words came out, the girl who was drooping her little head a second ago raised her head happily, "Then...then when are we going back to Hogwarts? There are still two days left, I want to learn to dance...Miss Moon said she wanted to dance with you, but I can't even know how...by the way! Honey Duke...we haven't been there yet! I don't know if there are fewer people there, But it's still snowing outside... and the presents... have to be packed separately so that they can be sent out..."

Seeing her smiling like a flower, Riddle just watched quietly, the emotion in his eyes seemed to be able to isolate the extra people around him, he only had such a silly little girl in his eyes, and nothing else.

For a moment, he was even a little dazed about the reality of the scene in front of him, until the little guy was shaking his hand, he came back to his senses and smiled, "Hey... I have asked others to go shopping at Honeydukes, so Yao will stay with me Together, when the snow stops, how about we go back to Hogwarts and teach you ballroom dancing?"

"okay."

She responded with a sweet smile, and then threw herself into the contest with the dessert that had been served for some time, while the snow outside the window was still falling, and it seemed that it would not stop for a while.

The sudden snowfall lasted for a while, and finally stopped until it was dark. The students who were still stranded in Hogsmeade took advantage of this time to return to Hogwarts. After half an hour, the day will be completely dark.

Fortunately, Qingyao came back in time, and not long after arriving in the dormitory, a student sent over a big bag of candy, which was exactly what Riddle said he asked others to buy, so much that it almost covered everything Honeydukes sold variety, it dazzled her.

Well, apparently it cost another fortune.

I heard that the main purpose of giving gifts at Christmas is to bless each other, so when Qingyao packed the gifts with Riddle's help, she specially added a small card to each of them. A model student said that she didn't have to work so hard, but she insisted on doing it to show her sincerity.

In addition, Qingyao likes to paint and draw, and it took her a lot of time to get more than a dozen gifts. In addition to the auspicious words written in her handwriting, there is also an impromptu painting on the card of the list, such as represents animals or elements related to Christmas.

It was an hour after writing all of them non-stop. Qing Yao put down the pen and rubbed her sore wrists, but when she turned her head, Riddle, who had been by her side all the time, picked her up and hugged her in her arms, just about to say something Why don't you want him to speak first, "My dear, I really envy you for being so caring about them... The gift you gave me is not treated like this."

This sour tone made Qingyao couldn't help but kiss him with a smile, and then explained solemnly, "Who said, I chose Tom's gift carefully. I have been thinking about it since last month. Besides, if Tom likes it , How about I write for you every day, how about writing "I like you" every day?"

Seemingly satisfied with her performance, Riddle immediately leaned over to her ear and said, "You don't need to be so troublesome, my dear, what I want is very simple, just like this..."

As he said that, he kissed her lips. The fragrance of peach blossoms filling his nose was the best concoction, and his lips and teeth were filled with this tranquil taste. He even had the illusion of eating peaches, but on second thought, the person who kissed him This person was transformed from a living peach, so he thought it was funny.

A peach, how ridiculous, to be greedy for the breath and body of a peach, doesn't this sound nonsense?But... she has such a magical power that attracts him to want to get it completely, and it's only good for him to belong to her.

After all, there are a lot of people outside. Of course it is not easy to do this kind of thing if there are extra people, but now there is nothing to take care of, whether it is face or reputation, he can do whatever he wants.

The one-sided entanglement in the mouth became more and more intense since she chose to respond, but every time his attack was like a punch on the cotton, she accepted them all.Under the influence of damned competitiveness, the kiss soon became more than just a kiss.

The main battlefield has been replaced by a game between the hands, which are soft and close to the palm of the hand, no matter whether it is kneaded or pinched, it will not get tired, especially the omission from her mouth, which is a different kind of style.

But in the end he stopped and didn't continue to do anything, at least the same thing at noon would not happen again, he knew very well that her body couldn't bear it.

So Qing Yao, who had been quarreled for a long time and finally got some time to rest, immediately lost her temper. She was hanging on him, and one hand had already reached his side face. Dissatisfied, "Tom always likes to do this, it's so annoying!"

As a result, he grabbed her hand and spread it out, kissed her palm and then teased, "Really, my dear hates me...then I won't do this in the future, Yao will always be satisfied?"

"I..I...you.."

Although she knew that he did it on purpose, she couldn't just refuse so categorically. She stared at him hesitantly and finally whispered, "...then...that can't be so frequent..."

Unexpectedly, he directly grasped this point and asked, "Frequently, my dear... We haven't said a word in the past whole week, there is another person besides Senior Greenton, isn't it?" ...the auditorium, the library...you are all together, even if I understand that you don't like him, but I'm so jealous...Yao, I'm so narrow-minded that I can't see any man approaching you...You can only be me of..."

Hearing that he finally said the truth, Qing Yao immediately stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly. Apart from regret, she also felt a sense of fear for no reason. She opened her lips and hesitated for a moment before making up her mind, "I'm sorry, Tom... that day When I got back, Mr. Malfoy came over to be with me... as a friend, he gave me words of comfort and... and... a hug, I know it was my fault I couldn't push him away, I ..But I'm really sad, you're not by my side... I wish you could come to me, but only him..."

"Is it..."

There was only this short and emotionless response in her ears, and then he let her go, and the two of them just looked at each other face to face. She didn't know what he was thinking at this time, but she only knew eagerly to explain, "...I ..I'm sorry, Tom..I'm sorry...nothing happened between me and Malfoy, I just treat him as a student and a friend, can you trust me?"

In fact, when she said this, tears were already rolling in her eyes. She had never been so nervous and anxious. She was afraid that he would misunderstand if she missed a word.

But he was still unmoved, just staring at her so fixedly, it was like giving her a blow in the head, she immediately continued crying, "... woo... Tom, I... I... said everything It's the truth, I will not hide it from you in the future, okay... woo...don't keep talking...I'm so scared...

Since I came here, I have been bullied a lot... I am clearly a god but so downcast, I understand that I don't belong here, I still remember the prophecy that the horse man told me... Grandpa Xuandu once Tell me, I'm about to ascend, and by chance, it's just a calamity to come here...

Telling your fortune in Paris has results. It was really my fault for not telling you at that time.. Before and after contacting now maybe.. That prophecy may be true.

I see blood, it's all blood.. it's like a war just ended, and you turned your back on me.. as if I did something wrong... I.. I don't know what my doom will be, but if it's the future If this is the case, I would rather give up becoming a mortal and stay with you than do anything to hurt you..."

Tears fell more and more, she sobbed softly while covering her lower abdomen with one hand, seeing that he was still silent, took a deep breath and continued, "..I want to have a safe baby with you, I only have so little I wish, Tom... there's no point in being here without you..."

Simply because her long speech finally moved him, he was pulled into his arms forcefully by him who had been silent for a long time, and the next moment he finally heard his deep voice, "Stay by my side, with this child, Yao ...But, we might have to talk, about you..."

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