Fantasies That Descend on Collapse

"It's terrible... No, it should be pretty bad. Maybe this time the drama may be cancelled."

When recalling the information she learned after talking with Mei last night, Teresa frowned, with all kinds of helplessness hidden in her expression.

"It doesn't matter if it's really cancelled, right? Anyway, no one else will be there, and the only ones present will be the students from the college."

"Wait...the others?"

Teresa, who was still worried about the progress of the play, heard Jizi's comfort, and inexplicably recalled the call she received at night not long ago.

Until now, she still clearly remembers that in that phone call, her grandfather told her that the other party would come here in person in the near future to visit herself whom she had not seen for a long time.

"Mmmm!"

When imagining the embarrassing scene that would happen when she was about to meet the other party, Teresa whimpered almost subconsciously and shook her head.

And everything she showed right now fell into the eyes of Ji Zi who was sitting sideways on the desk.

"By the way, I should go too. I remember that I still have a lot of documents to deal with."

Looking at Teresa in front of her, who seemed to be more distressed by her own words, Ji Zi only found an excuse for real existence with some guilt, and then planned to run away.

"By the way, Jizi, I have one more thing I want to ask you to do."

But just when Ji Zi got up from the table and was about to take a step, Teresa, who was still frowning while carrying darts, suddenly spoke out at this moment, and stopped the other party who wanted to leave.

"Uh... is there anything else?"

"Nothing, just..."

As Teresa spoke, she reached out and carefully pushed the cup filled with apricot red tea to Ji Zi's front.

"Can you taste this cup of tea I made?"

"Uh... just this thing?"

Looking at the transparent cup filled with apricot tea, which was no longer steamy due to the passage of time, Ji Zi just bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly picked up the cup with her hands. The appearance of the cup and its impressive black tea.

She opened her mouth, and then took a small sip of the apricot tea that still had a faint tea aroma. After witnessing the other party's behavior, Theresa almost couldn't wait to ask the other party how she felt at this time .

"Jizi, Jizi! How does it taste?"

"Well...how should I put it...very..."

"very?"

Facing Teresa who suddenly fell into excitement, Ji Zi, who was frowned by the taste of black tea, hesitated again and again before expressing her evaluation of this cup of black tea.

"very sour..."

"..."

Chapter 5

The young saint held flowers in her hands, and with great anticipation, passed the gorgeous flowers in her hands to the hands of the strange thief who couldn't see her face.

He took the flowers that were still stained with fresh dew on the petals, kissed the back of the saint's hand with a smile on his face, and then embarked on the journey that he had already prepared for this time without hesitation.

Time passed and the pattern changed. When the saintess returned to her senses, what caught her eyes was the solemn knight wearing a heavy helmet half kneeling in front of her. A broken bouquet stained with drops of blood.

Facing the scene in front of her, the saint just calmly bent over and took the broken bouquet from the knight, and then carefully wiped away the little drops of blood splashed on the petals with her own hands.

The bright red petals were blown away by the wind, and the broken bouquet fell to the ground. The kneeling knight reached out and took off the heavy helmet that covered his appearance.

Under the helmet, there is the young phantom thief who wears purple broken irises on the tips of his hair, his face is stained with bright red blood, and has the same appearance as a saint...

The saint caressed the cheek of the monster with the palm of the white gauze glove, and the monster held the palm of the saint with the hands of the knight's gauntlet...

At this moment, you, me, and him... from now on, we will be inseparable from each other until eternity...

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Originally, in Luo Chen's impression, the so-called drama should have orderly content, elegant lines, and distinctive characters, but now the script he is holding in his hand...

As a princess fiancée and a solemn knight who strictly adheres to the creed of life, as a saint who accidentally meets a phantom thief and agrees with the other party's ideals, the young princess, and the mysterious one who uses his own way to save the people and runs counter to the knight's beliefs Phantom Thief.

How do you feel... I seem to have seen the wonderful relationship of these three entangled with each other and made a mess?

Carefully flipping through the script that Fu Hua handed over to him, sitting on the desk in the classroom, he just frowned, thinking about the three characters in the play that gave him a great sense of sight.

Knights, saintesses, and phantom thieves...how should I put it...

"Isn't this Kallen?"

Facing the result of his long-term thinking, he just closed the crude script in his hand that didn't even have a title or author's name.

In fact, this script should be a romantic novel written by a literary girl who was fascinated by Karen's heroic appearance 500 years ago on a whim, right?

So, where did they come from, and what method did they use to get the script of someone's facial expression that can be said to be a dark history...

"Student Chen, have you finished reading the script?"

Just as Luo Chen frowned, thinking about how the script was preserved, Fu Hua, who was standing by the side reviewing the lines in the play, caught a glimpse of the other side closing the script, and simultaneously closed his hand script.

"I've read almost all of it, but can I ask a few questions that have nothing to do with rehearsal?"

After answering Fu Hua's question, he just put the crude script in his hand on the desk, and at the same time, the expression on his face was inadvertently mixed with a little confusion.

"Can you tell me, what is the reason for you to choose this script? And why is Mei (TM) unwilling to rehearse with you?"

"Ah...it seems that classmate Chen has also discovered the problem with this script..."

When hearing this question, Fu Hua, who had maintained a calm expression almost all the time, also showed a helpless expression uncontrollably.

"It was chosen by lottery among the works of Shakespeare in the dean's collection...By the way, the person who drew lots was Kiyana."

"So that's how it is..."

To be able to accurately and unmistakably capture the luck of the opponent's black history in Shakespeare's works, to some extent, it should be only she can do it.

"As for why Mei-san and the others don't want to rehearse with me..."

As Fu Hua said, he just sighed softly and covered half of his expression with the script. After a moment of silence, he slowly opened his mouth and explained the reason for the current situation.

"They said that in rehearsal, when I played the knight, the expression on my face was too fierce, and the requirements were too strict."

"..."

Luo Chen, who seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, just looked at Fu Hua standing in front of him with a serious face with incredible eyes, and then thought of the role played by the other party in the drama.

People who seem to have a serious personality, after acting as a role player, should be quite involved in the drama...

"Okay, so monitor, what else do I need to do besides talking to you?"

After completely answering his doubts, Luo Chen just asked while preparing to stand up from the desk, then walked in front of Fu Hua, preparing to start the next rehearsal between the two of them.

It's just that his actions were stopped by Fu Hua who suddenly came to him.

"No need for classmate Chen, this is fine. By the way, you should have memorized the lines of the princess in the drama, right?"

"Already remembered, is there any problem?"

"No, it's fine."

But just when Luochen was wondering why Fu Hua would act like this, the other party started their rehearsal this time without warning while he was thinking about his intentions.

I saw Fu Hua bent down abruptly, then knelt down on one knee, at the same time touched his right shoulder with his left hand, and supported the ground with one hand, just like a knight admonishing the princess.

With elegant demeanor and coherent movements, there is no doubt that the role played by the other party at the moment can be said to be unable to find any shortcomings at all, but...

After posing such a perfect posture, the other party seemed to be frozen in space at this moment, without any further words.

"The... squad leader...?"

Looking at Fu Hua who was bowing his head and half kneeling in front of him, Luo Chen, who was a little startled by the other party's behavior, could only use trembling words to ask the other party's current state.

"Student Chen, I don't know why..."

Fu Hua, who was half kneeling on the ground and maintaining standard etiquette, only slowly raised her head after hearing the other party's inquiry, and her face was full of embarrassment that had never appeared in the past at this moment.

"When facing you, I don't know how to speak."

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"I don't know how the rehearsal between Mr. Chen and the squad leader is going."

Mei, who was sitting on the single sofa in the living room, was almost used to the two people next to her who were caught in daily disputes. She just shook her head helplessly, and then started to worry about something else. The two began to rehearse the drama.

Originally, Mei Na's enthusiasm when she learned that she was selected as a drama actor was completely wiped out by the feelings she experienced during the rehearsal with Fu Hua.

Serious, old-fashioned, plus a sudden conversation without warning, even if you already know that the other party's behavior is not malicious at all, but after a long time, you will still feel a little uncomfortable.

Participating in the rehearsal will make everyone feel exhausted after the end, but if they don't participate, all the preparations they have made before will be in vain.

So in this way, which decision to choose will be the safest solution at present?To continue, or... to end this, which makes each other feel tired and ready.

"Jingle bell~"

At the moment when Mei was thinking about what choice to make, the landline placed beside her made a crisp sound at this moment.

"Qiana, Bronya, please stop for a moment, please?"

After hearing the crisp ringtone that came into her ears, Mei just opened her mouth to calm the quarrel, and then reached out to pick up the landline microphone placed aside.

"Hello? Is it Mei?"

The voice from the microphone made Mei feel a little surprised, but after recovering, she had already guessed the reason why the other party would make this call.

"Yes, I'm Mei. Was there any accident during the rehearsal, Mr. Chen?"

"Well... how should I put it... Forget it, let me explain it."

After a brief silence, the person talking to Mei through the microphone has changed into Fu Hua.

"Mei-san, can you hear me?"

"Well, I can hear it. By the way, the monitor, you are calling at this time, is there an accident during the rehearsal?"

"Yes..."

After affirming the other party's guess, the microphone suddenly lost its voice, and it was only after a while that the other party slowly spoke, telling about the accident that happened on that side.

"I have no choice...practice the lines in the script with classmate Chen..."

"Eh...why can't the monitor practice the lines in the script with Mr. Chen?"

After hearing the other party's answer, Mei was stunned for a moment, and then began to recall the lines he had recited in his mind.