Sidelle chewed the cheeks of potato chips, she was a little confused: "I haven't heard the news that you are in love."

Obviously a few months ago, Milo was a single girl.

A bright and happy smile appeared on the face of the black girl.

"Okay," she shrugged, and said briskly, "Actually, I'm not married yet, I just have this plan..."

"Well, actually, I'm going to meet my boyfriend's parents, if they'll accept me—"

"Then my wedding is not far away. At that time, I hope you can attend."

Sidelle looked at the girl in the tablet, whose expression seemed to be relaxed, but whose body language revealed nervousness at every moment, and she realized something.

Sure enough, right after that, she knew the identity of Milo's boyfriend - he was a white man of good background.

Milo met Kerry, a white man of the same age, three months ago.According to her, Kerry has a warm personality, is generous to others, has a good appearance, and has a good family background. The two fell in love soon after they met.

"Dear Sytel, you know everything about me." Milo paused with a smile, a little embarrassed: "But he is different. I assure you, he has no tendency to racism, he treats me very well, we Also very happy..."

Milo was a little agitated, her eyes fixed, and she looked at Sidelle, as if she couldn't wait to say something.

For Milo, since Sidelle replaced her in school, she has always regarded Sidelle as her best friend—even though Sidelle had no idea of ​​making friends back then.

In Milo's life, she has been used to being discriminated against by all walks of life because of her skin color.Sidelle is the first person who doesn't look at her through colored glasses, neither discriminates nor treats her preferentially because of various politically correct terms.

Get along like a normal person.

But now, her boyfriend Kerry is the second person who treats Milo equally, and Milo deeply feels that he has met the true love of his life.

But Kerry is Caucasian. Even though he kept reassuring Milo that his parents were not racist, Milo was still very worried.

After all, not many white families would want their son to marry a black man.

——If her boyfriend's parents stop her, she may have to reluctantly break up with Kerry.

The boyfriend's careful and gentle reassurance did not reassure Milo.Under severe anxiety and uneasiness, she first thought of Sidelle.

She came to ask Sytel if she would like to be her bridesmaid, not because she was going to get married now, Milo just—

Want reassuring words from a friend you trust.

Sidelle saw her intentions. She stared at the girl on the tablet who was trying her best to hide her uneasiness, and smiled at her, her blue eyes showing a soothing look: "Okay, I understand. When you got married , you must tell me in advance—”

"If you let me be the bridesmaid, I will definitely not steal the scene of you being the bride."

After making a joke.

"By the way," Sidelle stuffed another piece of potato chips into her mouth, and while biting it, she asked vaguely, "When are you going to meet your boyfriend's parents?"

Milo pulled back his hair, his eyes couldn't hide the joy: "Tomorrow."

Sidelle stared at her thoughtfully while nibbling on snacks: "Hmm..."

"The photo frame behind you," Sidelle suddenly asked, "is it a photo of you and your boyfriend?

Milo turned back and picked up the photo frame on the table. Inside was a photo of her and a young man. In the photo, the two were smiling happily. The man looked at Milo with eyes full of treasure.

"Did you say this? It's a photo of us together. I'm living in the apartment rented by Kerry, and this apartment is the trace of our life together..."

While talking, Milo showed a happy expression.

Sidelle took a few glances at this photo, and suddenly smiled.

The girl's blue eyes were slightly curved, and the thick eyelashes covered her eyes. She was lying on the sofa with a relaxed expression, and she asked Milo, "Would you mind sharing your love with me?"

"Of course not sharing your boyfriend." Looking at Milo who froze in the tablet, Sidelle laughed briskly, as if she had succeeded in a prank.She bent down and smiled for a while, then got up and waved her hands, "I just want to see how you fall in love—"

"Of course." Milo heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled happily. She picked up the phone and pointed the camera at the room.

Milo has no defense against Sidelle, and he wants others to bless his happy love.

So, Sidelle looked at the photos of various couples recording their lives in the room, and listened to the process of Milo and Kerry from acquaintance, acquaintance to love.

The process was natural, smooth and beautiful, as if God was following behind to connect the two of them.

Sidelle finished eating the snacks in her hands. She wiped her hands with a wet towel, and continued to listen with her chin propped up with interest. After listening, she looked at Milo with a look of anticipation on her face.

She pondered for a few seconds and said seriously: "I suggest you break up."

……

"puff--"

Sitting at the side, Belch, who had been listening for a long time, couldn't hold back the soda he just drank.

He coughed twice, reached for a piece of paper to clean up the water stains on his body, turned around and saw Sidelle and her friend talking a few more words, and then hung up the video call.

"No, sister, what are you doing—" Belch leaned over and asked a little strangely: "You can't be..."

I don't have a boyfriend, and I feel sour when I see my friends have a date... right?

"...Ah?" Sidelle also glanced at him a little strangely: "Why are you asking this?"

Good guy, this is hiding by the side, it looks like he is playing a game, but in fact he has been eavesdropping secretly.

Was Belch so gossiping?

"I think that Kerry is pretty good," Belch said. From a male point of view, he thinks that the man Milo described is a good American man——

"Besides, he is a white man, and he is very happy with your friend. If you let them break up, it will not be easy for your friend to find a white man who can be with her in the future."

Sidelle: "..."

She thought about it, and patiently explained: "Kerry is pretty good, but not too good..."

Fortunately, he has good external conditions.

But one thing is crucial.

In those photos, the man's cherished gaze has been focused on Milo.

...But that's not, looking at the eyes of the one you love.

After Sidel finished explaining, Belch was dumbfounded.

He asked blankly: "Sister, but you have never been in love, how do you know what kind of eyes are love or not?"

I always feel that his sister is still in lemon...?

Sidelle: "...??"

Is this thing mocking her mother? !

She sneered: "I don't know what it feels like in the eyes of a person who is in love, but I know very well—"

"What does it look like to look at a precious prey?"

That Kerry didn't treat Milo as a lover.The cherishment he expressed seemed warm and moving, but Sidel was keenly aware of the hidden and chilling meaning in it.

His eyes are clearly... looking at a cherished and precious dead thing.

Sidelle made a very sure and proud conclusion: "Although I don't understand love, but for this kind of—"

"It's dangerous at first glance, the potential of wandering on the edge of abnormality, or the murderer on the run, I know all about it!"

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