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Frowning and following Sylvia, Camille felt that Sylvia's cautious expression and hesitant and fearful tone were not suitable for this woman at all. In her impression, sometimes Sylvia was so confident People grit their teeth, laugh at her inexplicably but irrefutably, and sometimes she will show a soft smile... But no matter which Sylvia should be arrogant, ostentatious, and willful.

And now, the woman in front of her who was gently holding her hand still had tears on her face—as if the Sylvia Camille knew never existed.

As soon as she entered the empty classroom, Camille broke away from Sylvia's hand holding her, "It shouldn't be like this..." Camille's frowning brows did not disperse.

"What?" Sylvia asked softly, she retracted her opened hand and put it in front of her body, and covered it with the other hand and held it tightly.

Camille doesn't know how to describe her irritability. She feels that she seems a little selfish. People have multi-faceted personalities, happy and angry... It's just that she is a little slow to these things, and most of the emotions she can distinguish are negative. , even fewer can express it smoothly, probably simply happy and angry. After all, the environment in which she lived since she was a child made it impossible for her to distinguish and experience those emotions and feelings that seemed unnecessary at that time.

She knew that she shouldn't completely equate her impressions of Sylvia with Sylvia. Obviously, Sylvia is a person completely different from her with rich and delicate emotions, but she just doesn't like it, doesn't like it. Seeing such a vulnerable look of uneasiness on this man's face.

It seemed like it was all her fault!The sadness and pain in Sylvia's face and eyes made Camille feel as if everything was her fault, and she didn't like it, although she had to admit that she did have some responsibility - she was a woman who didn't know what liking meant A loved one, a person who cannot answer whether it is yes or no.

The time of silence in the empty classroom burned Sylvia. Looking at the irritability on Camille's face, the courage she had just inspired was about to disappear again. She was not reconciled, she really didn't want to let her go like this .

"What's wrong? What shouldn't be?" Sylvia needed an answer, even if it would be an answer that would break her heart.

Camille stopped pacing back and forth in the classroom. She leaned against a table and took a deep breath. Since this woman said she liked her, she hoped that she would also like her clumsy, maybe not even a word. Expressive words, I hope she also likes a broken person like her.

"I don't know... You may have known it for a long time. I actually don't have anything... Don't talk about feelings, I'm not even used to some general emotions, let alone likes... That's too much It's complicated..." Camille awkwardly tried to explain to Sylvia why she couldn't give a simple and clear answer, and also wanted to express to her that she might like the side of Sylvia in her impression , "Well, I'm not used to the expression on your face now, it seems that it doesn't suit you... At least in my memory, it's not like you. The Sylvia in my impression should be..." Camille Pausing, searching for the words and phrases in her mind that could accurately describe her thoughts, "Sylvia should always have a perfect smile, with a cunning light in her eyes, as if she can think of something strange at any time. questions; or the wanton big grin, even if it's a bit irritating to watch at times..."

"Looking at your expression now... I don't know how to describe how I feel right now... But I think I'm probably unhappy? Anyway, I don't like your expression like this..." Camille scratched irritably Holding her black hair, she tried hard to show her troubles, "I don't know why, but I just feel uncomfortable, it seems to be my fault, let you become like this..."

"No! No..." Sylvia finally couldn't help interrupting Camille's clumsy self-blame. Although it seemed that Camille was disgusting and blaming her for being different from before, Sylvia But she heard the meaning of Camille's words - she didn't want to see her unhappy, she hoped that she could smile as proudly and willfully as before.

Tears finally couldn't hold back and slid down, but this time they were tears of joy.

Camille actually likes her, but this girl who has never been loved by anyone, and of course has never loved anyone else, clumsily does not know how to classify the various emotions and memories in her heart.

It's okay, Sylvia thought happily, she already got the answer she wanted, all she needed was a little patience and time.

People who work hard should be encouraged. Sylvia stepped forward, not as cautiously as before, and pulled away Camille's arms. She buried her whole body in Camille's arms, and hugged Camille tightly.

"It's okay, it's okay Cam, I understand, it's not your fault..." Her face was buried in Camille's arms, Sylvia's voice sounded muffled, although she didn't seem to say anything, But Camille felt comforted. Her soft but firm words and a pat on the back soothed Camille's inner distress.

After a while, feeling that Camille in her arms seemed to calm down again, Sylvia looked up at her, "There are so many emotions in the world, let me teach you slowly? We can start with love."

Although the eyes of the slender and beautiful girl in her arms were a little red, she showed a happy smile she liked again, and there were still some tears in her eyes, but it was soft joy. Camille felt satisfied, and she admitted in her heart, Sylvia's soft and intimate smile could make her feel better.

So she said, "Okay." She thought she would try it out with Sylvia.

Camille raised her hands to imitate the young couples she saw on campus before embracing Sylvia in her arms. Although the hands on her back were a little stiff, Sylvia showed a more beautiful face. smile.

Camille's roommate, Ms. Hermione Granger, seems to be very busy recently. Even if she came to participate in a little magic practice in the empty classroom on the fifth floor once a week, she seemed absent-minded. Sylvia, Camille and Ravenclaw's second graders Qiu Zhang felt that it might just be that she was too busy with her studies—Miss Granger is now very good with her Gryffindor siblings, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. Qiu said that she recently I often see them reading books in the library together.

"If that's the case, it can probably explain why Granger has been so busy recently." Camille shrugged and said as a matter of course, "That Ron Weasley is one of the Weasley children I've seen. The worst one, the last time I went to see Professor McGonagall, she blushed angrily at Ron's Transfiguration homework. Harry is said to be not much better, with two oil bottles, Tsk, Granger looks like it will take a while for them both to pass the final exam." She and Sylvia had just finished their respective breakfasts, and now they were gathered in their usual empty classroom on the fifth floor Chat, prepare for a while and wait for the other students to leave, and then go downstairs and leave the castle to Hogsmeade village.

It was the last weekend before Christmas, and their second Moghold week since third year, and Sylvia invited Camille to come with her, even though Camille had lived in Professor McGonagall's Hodge since she was seven. In the hut in the village of Germaud, she has completely lost interest in that village, but she still agrees to go for a walk with Sylvia - it feels a little troublesome, but Camille still understands some basic obligations between couples, For example, when a girlfriend says she's going shopping, her partner just needs to nod in agreement.

Sylvia also didn't go to the first Hogsmeade week before Halloween. She was also not interested in that village, but now it's different!This is her and Camille's first date since they started dating in early December!

Sylvia stood up and walked to the armchair where Camille was sitting, and insisted to squeeze a chair with her. Camille rolled her eyes lightly, and moved aside without saying anything, barely letting the slender Sylvia squeezed into the small armrest sofa that was clearly designed for one person to sit on, but seeing the smile on the corner of Sylvia's mouth, well, Camille felt that she could still accept such a crowded feeling.

Sylvia, whose half body is basically sitting on Camille's lap, now looks a line higher than Camille. She lowered her head and leaned against Camille's forehead, and the sun outside the window shone warmly on them. , Sylvia suddenly felt that they didn't have to go to that village, and it was a great idea to just lie on a small sofa and do nothing all day.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps brought a little girl with fluffy hair to the peaceful time between Sylvia and Camille.

Hermione didn't see Camille in the dormitory, nor did she and Sylvia in the dining room. Oh, I hope they haven't set off for Hogsmeade yet!Miss Granger hurried up the stairs with a question that had been troubling her and her two other Gryffindor boys for weeks. She should have asked the seniors long ago, but she was temporarily persuaded by Ron. Don't just ask that question to senior Sylvia of Slytherin House—let alone the fact that senior sister inherited the Slytherin family!This seemed to make the red-haired boy's impression of Senior Sylvia even worse.

Harry thinks that he can ask Sylvia, who seems to be very knowledgeable and is said to be the "Miss Know-it-All I", (Hermione is the "Miss Know-it-all II", but Hermione is very fond of this "honorary title". It's shyness, "I'm not as good as Sister Sylvia! I don't think I can catch up with her in my life!") But Hermione thinks he just doesn't want to stay in the library anymore.

Well, by Hermione's own admission, she didn't like rummaging through the library like a headless chicken at all.

oh!The door of that classroom is open, the seniors should be there!Hermione didn't have time to slow down the breath of running all the way from the hall to the fifth floor, and rushed in in one go...

What catches the eye is Sylvia and Senior Sister Camille squeezed together on a small armrest sofa, Sylvia's head leans against Camille's forehead, and Camille seems to be afraid of Sylvia As if falling out of the chair, he stretched out a hand behind Sylvia's back and embraced her in the seat.

Hermione didn't react immediately, she just swallowed the question that came to her lips, and even coughed for a while after being choked.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Hermione took a moment to slow down, and then said, "Senior sister, what are you...?"

"As you can see, Miss Granger, Cam and I are in a relationship!" Sylvia was a little embarrassed, her current posture was not elegant at all, but she didn't want to stand up from the chair and Camille's right leg , I had no choice but to straighten my back and pretend to look a little serious.

However, it is clear that Camille does not have the "foresight" like Sylvia. She only feels that if Sylvia continues to straighten her back, she feels that she will turn out of the chair in a while. Regarding this situation, Camille's handling The method was very simple and rude, she directly tightened the right hand that had just embraced Sylvia.

"Oh!" Sylvia screamed softly. She was still adjusting her posture awkwardly and was suddenly pulled in by Camille. She didn't have a good balance and was directly pulled backwards by Camille. she.

In Hermione's eyes, as soon as Senior Sylvia finished talking about her relationship with Senior Camille, Camille pulled her into her arms impatiently, um... As the saying goes, words are rough but not rough, so maybe Kamil-senpai's actions are rough or not?Hermione felt that she had clearly received the silent oath of Sister Camille's sovereignty over Sylvia.

Camille, whose actions were completely misunderstood by the two, inexplicably received a soft kiss and a sweet smile from Sylvia after hugging Sylvia tightly. Granger, who was stunned at the door, looked even more Weird—oh, Merlin!Can anyone tell her why there's something wrong with even holding her girlfriend tight enough to keep her from falling off the couch? !