[Comprehensive] The charm value is full

For the celebration banquet in the evening, the energetic young people were sent out to purchase ingredients and moving tools. Ten bundles of Tatara came out wearing an apron, and was about to turn the sign hanging on the glass door to the non-business side. I saw the red leaves in the distance, walking all the way along the side of the road.

She looked dejected, and her whole body was languid, even the red hair that was like a dancing flame lost its bright and warm color.

"What's the matter, Hongyejiang? It's not like you are so listless."

When she got closer, Ten Bee Tatara asked.

"Tatara... can I ask you a question? Maybe this question is a little strange, but it is very important to me."

"Of course, what do you want to ask?" The flaxen-haired young man helped Hongye open the door, and responded straightforwardly.

Hongye's soles rubbed against the ground for a while, with an uneasy look on her face, she asked him hesitantly, "...do you like me?"

When she said this, she looked a little embarrassed, bit her lip, and waited for the answer from Shishu Tatara.

The young man's tone was extremely light: "I like it."

Hongye: "..."

She raised her head quickly, staring at ten bunches of Tatara in a daze, her mouth was wide open, and even her voice stammered: "Wait, wait, Tatara, what are you talking about?"

She panicked and thought, is it really what she imagined?

"I said—" the young man nodded her forehead amusedly, "I like Hongyejiang very much, it's like having an extra cute sister. Why, where did you think?"

It was only then that Hongye realized that the meaning of "like" in his mouth was different from what she wanted to ask, and her pounding heart stopped.

That's right, this kind of answer is also in line with the style of ten bunches of tatara. It looks like a gentle and homely style. In fact, it is very playful and likes to tease people. It often makes some harmless jokes, but it doesn't let people hate.

It is precisely because of this temperament that he has become the indispensable chain that maintains the Barbara people.

Barbara is still normal, so if you say it, it's just Fushimi alone...

Hongye thought complicatedly, after the test on the way back, she almost dispelled her doubts, knowing that it wasn't her own ability to do it.Even so, she still couldn't dispel her doubts, and even couldn't help but ask ten bunches of Tatara...

What a shame.

Tokuta Tara looked narrowly at Hongye, then stretched out his finger, and poked her bulging cheek.

"Hongyejiang is so cute, could it be that someone confessed?"

Hongye looked at him in horror: "How do you know?!"

"Well, coming to ask such a question suddenly, of course it's the troubles of adolescent girls, and Hongye sauce has reached this age."

Hongye hurriedly glanced into the bar, saw that no one else was there, especially her elder brother, so she lowered her shoulders.The girl frowned, looking rather distressed.

"Don't make fun of me... This kind of thing is impossible, and you know it, Tatara." Hongye plunged into the soft sofa, "For me, there is nothing more terrifying than this."

Recalling that not long ago, Fushimi Saru Hiko was watching her, the voice of the young man lowered a little, so it had a magnetic texture, touching people's hearts for no reason.

"Do you want to hear the truth from a wise man?"

Those few syllables lingered on the tip of the tongue, and were spit out lingeringly, which sounded heavy.

"Red leaves."

It was rare that he called Hongye by her name, instead of the messy "Miss", nor the mocking names such as "stupid" or "fool".

In the past, Hongye might have laughed at him, but ever since she came back, Fushimi Sarubigu was not quite right.Although she didn't notice it for a while because her own mentality was not right, but when it came to this time, she also noticed the difference in this person.

——Extremely aggressive, every move seems to have a deep meaning, and forcefully narrowed the distance between the two.If Fushimi used to be like a cat that only stayed in the dark, occasionally showing a friendly side, but once approached, he would immediately run away vigilantly, so now he seems to have been crouching for a long time, starting to hunt cheetah.

Hongye had never thought about that direction, but at this moment she had to understand.

"I don't want to hear it anymore."

"Are you going to run away again?" The boy's expression was half a smile.

Ten years later, Zhou Fangzun's words surged up at this moment, and Hongye remembered what he said, that she once had a boyfriend...

Could it be the person in front of him?

When the word "boyfriend" was originally mentioned by her brother, Hongye was more surprised and curious. At that time, she didn't realize what kind of feeling this kind of relationship would bring.

For Hongye, the feeling of "like" is very false and irresistible. Although the previous things have passed for a long time, Hongye has gradually stepped out of the shadow of her heart, but her resistance to other people's likes It still exists.

It was a deep-rooted sense of fear brought about by many deaths, and her deep distrust and inferiority complex towards herself.

Hongye opened her mouth, and repeated what she said before, but this time she didn't hesitate: "I don't want to hear your truth, Fushimi."

Under such a shock, the entangled mentality caused by all kinds of events ten years later has become less important. The red-haired girl took a step back, pulling the distance away, which also represented her attitude.

"Sorry, please don't take what I just said to heart." Hongye pursed her lips as if she was suppressing something, and said, "I shouldn't put my emotions about you ten years later on you now, It's my fault. You're my partner, so let's all take a step back and go back to how we were before, okay?"

Hongye stared at him earnestly, even she didn't realize that when she said this, she looked extremely weak, like a chick trying to hide back in its eggshell, completely lacking the usual expression of hawking and clawing. look.

Very abruptly, Fushimi Saruhiko suddenly laughed.

Short laughter escaped from his mouth, the boy laughed twice, narrowed his eyes, and showed a somewhat strange smile.

"Only under the ambiguous relationship of 'companion' and 'friend' can you feel at ease. Would you rather pretend that you can't see anything than face it. What are you afraid of?"

"Ah, don't worry, my words are 100% from the heart, I won't be useless to that extent, just like those guys, I can't figure out my heart, and I am unconsciously affected by your ability .”

He took a step forward and approached Hongye again.

"The person who knows this most clearly should be yourself, so what are you afraid of now? Is it me? Or is it pure, just afraid of 'being liked'?"

Hongye took a step back, and he took a step closer. Finally, Hongye couldn't bear it anymore, raised her eyebrows, and kicked him.

"You are enough, Fushimi Saruhiko!"

Being kicked hard by Hongye, Fushimi Saruhiko stopped, raised his hand and pulled back the forehead hair that blocked his eyes, revealing a smooth forehead. After the hair fell, he put away his slightly sickly smile and recovered. A calm look.

"Haven't you realized it? I can't give you a chance to escape. I won't allow you to pretend that nothing happened after I made a decision and run away innocently."

Hongye covered her ears in a self-defeating manner, the boy bent down slightly, held her wrist with both hands, and pulled her hand away without much effort.

"I like you."

The bright red eyelashes, which were the same color as her hair, trembled, blocking the girl's eyes, but they couldn't stop the whispers from entering her ears.

"I like you, Zhou Fang Hongye—this is the truth I want to tell you."