Roses for Rosalind

Let's recall, in general movies or novels, when a man and a woman meet again after years of absence, what kind of scenes do they usually have?

Or separated by a short distance, looking at each other affectionately and silently until the end of time; or embraced passionately and cried bitterly, from now on you are the wind and I am the sand lingering to the end of the world; or you are in love They parted ways with a smile, leaving only a faint trace in their hearts... Rosie thought wildly in her heart out of time.But no matter what the situation is, it will never be like now, pushing an irrelevant passerby (...) to the wall, as if about to prepare for the overlord to force his bow, and the right lord suddenly appears silently , standing on the side with a face of resenting her husband...

The black-haired boy's face was sinking like water, and he couldn't see any emotions or anger, but his black eyes seemed to be burning with flames, which were astonishingly bright.Compared with eight years ago, he has grown a lot taller, and the baby fat he once had has disappeared, replaced by a handsome man with deep lines like marble sculptures.It's just the outline of the facial features, who else could it be besides Kasapa?

"Carl!" Rosie happily let go of her hands and turned around: "You're back!"

"... Sissi." The fact that the girl recognized him at a glance made Kasapa feel a lot better. He nodded at Rosie, and his face eased a lot, but he still didn't let go of the incident just now. The plan of the matter: "You two, what were you doing just now?"

"Uh……"

Miss Rosie found that there seemed to be something wrong with the explanation.

Romeo flirted with her and then she pushed him against the wall to tease her?

... Almost every word is a slot, okay?

Rosie, who found it difficult to say the reason, closed her mouth tactfully, and at the same time irresponsibly gave Romeo a wink, signaling him to hurry up.

Anyway, when you need me in the future, you still have more, boy, just treat it as paying off the debt in advance, and if you die as a fellow Taoist, please save the poor!

So Kasapa also followed her gaze and turned to look at Romeo with cold eyes.

Stared at by two people with different meanings at the same time, Romeo expressed his own Yali Mountain. "Uh..." He took a step back without any trace, and quickly turned his head under Kazapa's death-ray gaze: "That, that!" He had an idea, and shouted like the rest of his life : "Actually, this is just a misunderstanding!"

"Oh?" Kazapa put these two words in his mouth and chewed slowly: "Misunderstanding?"

He looked sideways at Rosie, "Is that so?"

Rosie nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"So," Kazapa continued to ask slowly, "what was the misunderstanding?"

"..." Rosie got stuck.

"It's sand!" Romeo said in a hurry: "The wind blows the sand and blinded me. This lady is just kind enough to help me see. Nothing happened before. Dear Karl, you must believe me!" He finished speaking in one breath without pausing , speaking fast as if there was a mad dog chasing after him.

Boy, you have a bright future!Rosie gave him an appreciative look.I like you!

Romeo subconsciously gave her a wink, but the moment he realized it, he broke out in a cold sweat.

He straightened his neck, and tremblingly glanced at Kazapa's expression from the corner of his eye.The latter happened to be looking at him too.Seeing him looking back, Kazapa slightly raised the corner of his right lip and smiled at him.

... There is also a scientific name for this kind of laughter, which is "skin smile but not meat smile".

Romeo: ......... Lord, please bless me to see the sun tomorrow qaq

"Yes, yes! That's what happened!" The dull person at the side obviously didn't notice the silent confrontation, Rosie desperately nodded her head in agreement, while asking questions repeatedly in an attempt to divert Kazapa's attention. Attention: "Carl, when did you come back? Is the school on holiday? How long will it be this time? When will you leave? Hey, it's really embarrassing for you not to tell me when you come back..."

Kazapa looked down at his sleeve.

When the girl was anxious, she reached out and grabbed his sleeve unconsciously, and swayed from side to side coquettishly, just like the two of them used to do when they were young.Looking at this small movement that has not changed for many years, Kazapa's heart softened, and his eyes softened uncontrollably.

"Sissy," he helplessly interrupted her chattering question: "You ask so many questions at once, which one should I answer first?"

"Ah..." She stretched out her hand to touch her nose in embarrassment, and raised her head to smile at him smirkingly: "It can't be my fault, I was so happy for a while. You know what it's like to be overwhelmed..."

Feeling overwhelmed?

indeed.

"Why are you still acting like a child?" He reached out and grabbed her hand to prevent her from continuing, "How many times have I told you that you are still like this, aren't you afraid of touching dirty things and getting your nose all over?" But after that, he didn't let go of her hand, but continued to hold her hand calmly: "Let's go, let's find a place, sit down and have a good chat."

"Okay~~Where are you going~~?"

Rosie didn't notice anything wrong, so she let others lead her away without any objection.Only the disliked "dirty thing" Romeo was left alone, sending the two Buddhas away bitterly, his back was infinitely desolate and desolate.

——————————————————————————————————————

Where did you ask them to go?

Of course it's the old place.

"Look at that!" Rosie excitedly broke away from his hand, and pointed to a lush green tree in front of her: "You have fallen from it before, do you remember?"

"Of course I remember." Kazapa replied helplessly.At that time, he was severely reprimanded by his mother, and he suffered from pain for a whole month: "If it weren't for the doctor's superb medical skills, there would be scars on my arm."

"Really?" Feelings of guilt suddenly surged into her heart, and Rosie grabbed his arm: "Roll up your sleeves and show me."

"I almost said it."

"Show me." She insisted.

The boy had no choice but to pull up his sleeves to reveal his smooth forearms.Perhaps because of practicing fencing all the year round, his forearm is neither thin nor overly strong, but a kind of just right bodybuilding.Rosie looked at his arms left and right, and finally felt relieved after confirming that there was really no serious problem. "so far so good."

The palm of her hand was as white as the first snow, gently resting on his wheat-colored arm, there was a strange beauty.Kasappa stared at it silently for a while, then pulled the sleeves back together with the other hand: "Sissy."

"Huh?" She looked up at him: "What?"

"If I remember correctly," he raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "You still owe me a leaf bookmark?"

"..." Do you want to remember such trivial things so clearly, brat!

"Then, then," Rosie turned over the old accounts reluctantly: "Then you still owe me a Christmas present! When will you pay it back?"

"that."

The boy suddenly laughed in a low voice, and said something quickly, with a very low voice.Rosie looked at him inexplicably, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

Kazapa smiled silently.

Rosie, who had waited for a long time but didn't get an answer, gave him a dissatisfied look: "Why are you being so secretive? Just don't say anything." As soon as Rosie finished speaking, she was taken aback by herself. It's too much like making trouble for no reason.Rosie blushed a little, and quickly changed the subject: "Uh, what, who was that just now, Romeo, you know him very well?"

There was a flash of strangeness in Kazapa's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Ah."

"Then," Rosie asked naturally, "what kind of person is he?"

"..."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Rosie turned her head to meet the boy's eyes, and blinked: "Can't you say that too?"

"No. It's just, Sissy..." The young man asked slowly, "Why are you asking this...?"

——————————————————————————————————————

That night, Romeo lingered outside until very late before returning home.

Except for a few scattered places, the entire city of Verona has been plunged into darkness, and the Montague residence is no exception.He didn't dare to knock on the door loudly, so he knocked for a long time before the porter got up to open the door for him.Sleepily, the porter lit a candlestick for the young master, yawned and closed the door and went back to sleep.Romeo, holding the candlestick carefully, tiptoed across the drawing-room and upstairs.

The fireplace in the living room has been extinguished for a long time, and it is cold.The heavy curtains were all lowered, and only one or two faint starlights could be seen through the gaps, barely enough for people to see the scene in the living room clearly.Everyone in the mansion seemed to have rested.To be on the safe side, Romeo took a special look at Casapa's room, and was half relieved after confirming that there was no light leaking from the gap under the door.But he still didn't dare to be careless, and slipped through Kazapa's room quickly and silently like a thief, and came to his own door.

Anyway, today I finally escaped a catastrophe.

Romeo breathed a sigh of relief, opened his door and went in.He put the candlestick on the table casually, and stretched out his hand to tear off his collar.

"……You're back?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the darkness, and Romeo, who was frightened, yanked his hand on his collar, almost strangling himself to death on the spot.An earth-shattering cough sounded, and while Romeo patted his chest vigorously to smooth his breath, he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the person who should never be in his room at this time.

Kasapa raised his eyes and looked up at him calmly: "You came back really late," he said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"You, why are you here!" Romeo finally panted, his eyes widened, and he stammered, "You are not, you are not..." Aren't you already asleep!

Kazapa half leaned back on the chair, hands loosely clasped in front of his stomach.His long legs stretch forward naturally, his movements are casual and leisurely, as if he is the real master here.He sat up slowly, stretched out his hand to turn the candle brighter, his handsome face appeared flickering against the candlelight.

"I think, about what happened today, maybe you still owe me an explanation."

His body leaned forward slightly, his thin lips moved, and he spit out a completely unfamiliar name: "...What do you say, Benvolio?"