"Just yesterday, after the exam," Farr reminded his friend, staring into Stephen's eyes, "you asked me to stay away from you, do you remember?"

"Why didn't you listen to me when I asked you to eat less sweets?" His good friend is not the one who listens to whatever he says, Stephen's mouth curled down, "That's because you had a bad smell on you yesterday." women's perfume."

"Speaking of which—I didn't bring it up, it was you who brought it up."

He adjusted his sitting posture to avoid Farr's blue eyes, his sight seemed to be stuck by the apple pie on the coffee table, and his tone was slow as if he was just asking casually, as if he himself didn't care about the answer at all .The folded hands gradually tightened involuntarily - Stephen asked, "Who is that red-haired girl walking with you, your little girlfriend?"

Farr didn't react at first: "Which girl?"

Stephen frowned impatiently, but described in detail honestly: "At 28:[-] p.m., the red-haired one standing next to you, who is half a head shorter than you, has freckles on his cheeks—why didn't you Deny that she is your girlfriend for the first time? Are you really in a relationship? How come I, your only and best friend, don't know?"

Just making this guess made Stephen feel flustered and his mouth watery, so he had to ask for an answer.

And the standard answer he expected was no.

Remembering the time so specifically, Brono reminded: "Jessica, Jessica Green."

"Oh...Jessica." In fact, many people came to talk to Farr yesterday, and the smell of perfume Stephen mentioned was probably from the parting hug. Farr sighed, "She is your classmate , Stephen."

The blond boy bit the word "your" hard, feeling a little helpless about his friend's social skills: "She wants to ask if we two are really going to the same university - I guess she has a crush on you .”

After confirming that the news was true from Farr, the red-haired girl silently stuffed the love letter with the hand-painted love on the envelope back into her school bag, and begged him not to tell the brown-haired boy about it if Stephen didn't take the initiative to ask about it. Shi: "...Of course, he will definitely ask, he cares about your affairs very much. But, what if?"

Farr hadn't said anything until yesterday.

Stephen really couldn't remember who his classmates were.

But he didn't feel embarrassed: "So she's not your girlfriend?"

Although Stephen himself hasn't fully figured out why he pays so much attention to this point, he has already found a bunch of plausible excuses for himself last night: after all, Farr grew up with him, and he has a lot of friends with him. Isn't it strange to ask a few words?And the red-haired girl—well, now he knows her name, Jessica, which is common, if you ask him—was obviously not outstanding, and when he stood next to Farr, he couldn't even see her name. I don't remember my face...

Stephen could say as much as Farr wanted to.

But Stephen also knew: any one of these reasons is enough to explain the rationality of his current behavior, and the person who cannot be persuaded by adding these reasons together is not Farr, but himself.

The blond boy shook his head and denied, "No, I don't have a girlfriend."

Stephen breathed a sigh of relief, his brows relaxed, and he changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and he was able to calmly pursue Farr's extremely beautiful blue eyes again.

After taking two sips of cocoa, Fall rolled his eyes and added, "I will never have a girlfriend. I like the same sex, Stephen."

He likes the same sex.

The same sex he has the best relationship with is me.

He likes me.

"……Oh."

Be sober, Stephen, it's illogical to think like that.

Stephen blinked, and suddenly stood up and picked up the apple pie: "I'll cut it for you." He had clearly entered the kitchen, and turned around to emphasize, "There are a lot of girls who have a crush on me..."

"Yes, I never doubted your charm, Stephen." Farr held up the empty glass, "Can I ask for a refill, Mr. Charming Mr. Strange?"

Stephen is handsome and slender, and he is not the kind of nerd who only reads books and is not popular.Even the arrogance that is never concealed, many girls claim that it is also part of his charm, which will make girls feel conquered.

The dark-brown-haired boy walked back to his friend and took the teacup: "—Although I have never been in love with any of them, you know that I would be a very good love partner."

"What exactly do you want to express?" Falso reached out and held his friend's arm, "To be honest, you are a bit strange today, Stephen."

Did Farr's lips look so kissable before?

God made it, thought Stephen, from the petals of the best rose in the world?

This distance is very suitable.

The brown-haired boy looked calm, only his Adam's apple slid twice.

He can take a bite and taste it with a slight bow.

There was a knock on the door and Donna's voice sounded at the same time: "Stephen! I know you're at Farr's house!"

Stephen took a deep breath, feeling a little regretful in his heart: "Go and open the door for her."

Faer got up and went to open the door: "Good afternoon, Donna."

The girl hugged him warmly and kissed him on the cheek: "Am I not your little princess anymore, Farr?" After changing her shoes, she naturally took Farr's hand, "Stephen hid again. Is it in your study?"

"Not today, he's cutting an apple pie for me." Farr raised his chin towards the kitchen, "Beverly is too kind to me, and the apple pie she leaves for me is always the biggest."

Donna rushed to the kitchen: "So Stephen, you know how to use a knife! You can also wash glasses!" She turned her head and sighed at the blond boy, "I really wanted to ask Farr, do you know magic? Stephen never Housework, he says it's not worth using his hands! Listen to what that's called, and then he and Daddy will quarrel--" "Donna Strange," Stephen interrupted the twitter like a puppy Sparrow's sister, "Don't say this in front of Farr."

The girl stopped talking, and looked at Farr apologetically: "I'm sorry, dear, I didn't pay attention..."

They never met Far's parents, and Far never mentioned them.Farr has always been the only one living in the house next door, so the brothers and sisters often come to Farr's house.

Farr opened his arms: "It's nothing, but maybe I can ask the little princess for an extra hug?"

Donna: "Of course! You can have ten more!"

Stephen on the side put down the half-washed teacup, wiped his hands and hugged his friend and sister together.

"...I really think Farr you can do magic." Donna said solemnly, "When I wanted to hug Stephen after I was five years old, he would turn sideways and only let me hug halfway!"

The blond boy looked at Stephen across the girl: "I can cast magic on Stephen only if he wants to."

"So do you have to ask every time before you cast a spell?" Donna giggled and let go of her hand, "Then I will give you Stephen as a knight, and I have to protect a flower in our kingdom."

Farr slightly bowed and saluted: "...Thank you for complimenting my beauty, Your Royal Highness."

Stephen, who never paid attention to such childish games, said softly: "I will."

The girl came to call Stephen home on behalf of her mother, Beverly. She walked backwards in the direction of home, waved at Farr, and joked in her mouth, which was rare to cooperate with her elder brother: "Stephen, the magic that Farr cast on you What is it?"

Almost at the door of the house, Stephen remained silent, and Donna pouted: "You are completely different in front of Farr and in front of me. I will sue Farr."

Stephen looked back at the closed door of Farr's house: "Love magic."

After that, no matter whether his sister acted like a baby or "threats" or he stopped talking.

……

After Stephen resolutely rejected his parents' proposal to send him and Farr to college, now he and Farr are the only two teenagers standing outside the main entrance of Columbia University.

Most of the freshmen, like them, will look around with curiosity about the school they will stay in for several years.

For example, there are two Greek sculptures standing by the door: the one on the right symbolizes science, and the one on the left symbolizes art.

"It's a pity that we both came to study science." It seems that the university environment is also very good this time. After leaving Harvard for so long, Fall really misses the rich university life.

"So you see, that's why I kept asking you over and over again if you really want to study business. Look at your blond hair and blue eyes, you were born to be painted on the dome." Now standing beside him with tentacles within reach.Stephen didn't want Farr to feel even a little bit unsatisfactory, he comforted, "If you want, we can go to the gallery and listen to the concert when there are no classes."

But there are too many classes for medical students.

After getting the densely packed class schedule, Stephen kept frowning. Farr reached out and touched his friend's eyebrows: "It's nothing, Stephen, I am also very interested in business school. I will take care of your assets in the future to prevent someone from Money is like running water, and no matter how high a doctor's salary is, it cannot afford to be squandered."

"So," Stephen asked him, "you've got our future in mind?"

Farr asked, "Haven't you thought about it?"

"...I think we may think differently." Stephen replied dryly.

Ever since he realized that day that he cared about the girl who appeared next to Farr—it became a boy during this period—because of jealousy and possessiveness, Stephen didn’t experience the sweetness of secret love or ambiguous period, but felt it first. The taste of worrying about gains and losses.

Of course he knew that Farr was just saying a simple sentence, but he couldn't help but understand it in the direction he expected.

Before achieving success in the field of neuromedicine, which he wanted to major in, he doubted that he would have senior research and a say in the psychology of love.

Farr smiled: "What's the difference?"

"It's nothing." Stephen, "Anyway, as long as you are by my side."

Even Farr has admitted his charm, so can he still fail to catch up with people?

Before leaving the house, Donna spent the whole night helping him analyze it, and it is also said that it must be because the two of them have not realized that the two of them are not just friendship, but just need an opportunity.

He realized it out of jealousy.

Maybe... Farr too.

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