Lena turned to Renault, who was standing next to her: "Mr. Renault." With just one shout, her cheeks turned crimson and her voice trembled slightly.

Renault tilted his head and asked, "Huh?"

That face overlapped with that of Reno when they first met. In just six months, nothing will change, but it makes people miss it inexplicably. I never thought I would fall in love with a boy younger than me.

When we first met, he was an ignorant and rude boy, but he was strong and gentle. Watching from that time on, he would always come to the store looking for him and follow him with his eyes as soon as he spotted him.

It doesn't take much time to realize that it is love. Perhaps the initial admiration for Renault didn't care about things like status.

Still, she does have love in her heart now.

Definitely, it can be said.

There were slight tears in the corners of Lena's eyes, and she smiled and said, "I like Mr. Renault."

A cool breeze blew across my cheeks.

"I like you very much." His voice was hoarse and trembling.

Are feelings conveyed?

Can this kind of emotion that cannot be conveyed in words be conveyed to the person standing next to you?

Renault showed a surprised expression, and then cast a serious look at Lena that he had never seen before.

Renault opened his mouth slightly, then immediately closed it again. It was obvious that he was searching for the right words. Lena waited quietly.

She already knew the answer, but she still waited without regrets.

There was no artificial embellishment, but there was no doubt that he could express it in words.

So, no regrets.

In the silence, only the sound of wind blew.

Renault finally spoke again: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

The wind became stronger. Renault bit his lip and looked at Lena bitterly: "I, I like someone."

She had figured it out, she had known it for a long time, but it still hurt. A suffocating chest pain told her of unspeakable pain.

"I know," Lena said with a smile that didn't change. Renault forced an awkward smile in response, she must have been desperately trying to hide her feelings.

"I've known it for a long time, Mr. Renault."

Renault smiled bitterly and said: "Ahaha..."

He resisted the pain in his chest that was still continuing, and Lena nodded vigorously: "Thank you for giving a true answer to my question."

Lena wiped away the tears that were about to overflow, so that Renault wouldn't notice.

"Hey, are you happy? I confessed my love."

"Of course. Very happy."

Lena showed her original smile again.

"Yeah!"

Lena stretched and said, "I feel much more comfortable. Please take good care of Yuyi. If I make her cry, I won't give up."

The sudden words made Renault a little panicked, but he still responded with a smile: "Okay."

After Lena confirmed, she turned away: "Then, I'm going to bed first."

"Um."

Lena returns to the building and Reno calls her name. When he looked back, he saw Renault showing his brightest smile.

"Thank you for confessing to me, thank you very much." The words from the heart finally made him unable to control his tears.

Fortunately it was in the dark.

Under the moonlight, these tears may have been seen.

Lena nodded, said, "Yeah," and then left that place. The quiet air filled the air. After a few seconds, Renault turned his attention to the corner of the balcony.

"You are such a boring guy." The space was distorted, and Ivan appeared there and said.

"I didn't expect that I would witness your confession with my own eyes. Don't tell anyone. If you tell anyone, I will kill you. Even if it spreads, I will kill you. Even kill you now."

"This is unreasonable!" Ivan said in a panic, while Renault looked up at the moon.

"Sir, do you want to be with Yuyi?"

"Ah?" Renault glared at the bold Ivan, who immediately became wilted.

Renault sighed: "That's not what I meant."

Ivan tilted his head vaguely. Renault continued to stare at the moon, and then said: "That's not what it meant."

As Lena walked downstairs, a dim light came on in the kitchen. She took a sneak peek and saw that the store manager was busy in a hurry. After wiping away her tears and taking a short rest, Lena walked in.

"You're here." The store manager heard the voice and turned around.

"Ah, yes. It's a bit late." Although he said this with a smile, his expression was a little regretful.

"Well, I guess it's too late to wake up in the morning, so I'm going to bed after preparing breakfast."

Lena laughed.

"You are still as kind and kind as ever."

Saying that, Lena wanted to help. The store manager stared at Lena.

"Well, um..."

Lena raised her head, "Oh, it's nothing, forget it." Lena narrowed her eyes and looked at the store manager.

"If my guess is correct, the store was closed just now, right?"

The store manager lowered his head in embarrassment, but still confessed the truth: "I'm sorry, I didn't plan to ask you, but..."

Lena narrowed her eyes and said, "You have terrible taste."

"......sorry."

Hearing the apology, Lena smiled and replied: "It doesn't matter."

Then she took a deep breath: "I was dumped."

The store manager fell silent.

"I already knew that. But it didn't matter. Because he made it clear."

The store manager looked at Lena with a depressed expression.

"I don't regret it. On the contrary, I feel good about it. Now, I can move on." Lena showed a forced smile.

"I'm sorry for causing you a lot of trouble." Feeling like she was about to cry again, Lena held her eyes.

She let out a breath and continued, "And, you know. I'm going to be a princess and have to take care of everyone. You can't just have a crush on one person, right? That's not the case."

The store manager slowly walked up to Lena: "I have been watching you. Since you were a child, until now."

The store manager gently wiped the tears from the corner of Lena's eyes with his left hand: "I treat you as a real sister." Then he stroked Lena's hair with his right hand. Tears filled the corners of Lena's eyes again, and finally fell down her cheeks.

"You don't have to be strong in front of me. 'Lena.'"

When Lena heard her name being called, her long-suppressed emotions suddenly surged into her heart. Then, tears flowed like a fountain.

The store manager stroked Lena's hair and gently held her in his arms. Then he slowly stroked her hair.

Lena lay quietly in the store manager's arms, her suppressed sobs finally coming out.

The night passed quietly.

In the quiet mansion, except for the faint crying in the room where the two of them were, there was silence.

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