Roses for Rosalind

"Shh-"

Romeo poked his head out quietly, and looked around.There is no one in the corridor.He turned around and grabbed Rosie's hand: "Go, Sissy." He said, "Come with me."

They did not go directly through the gate of the mansion, but slipped quietly to the side entrance under the shadow of the building.Invisibly, Rosie was also affected by this atmosphere. She tiptoed behind Kazapa and poked his back with a finger: "What's the matter?" She whispered to him silently. Type: "Isn't this your home? Why do we have to be so sneaky?"

Because you are afraid that you will be discovered, Romeo thought.He hesitated how to explain it, and didn't answer for a moment.But his silence was not understood by Rosie. After a while, she shrugged and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "Well, I understand," she whispered, "You can rest assured."

...Wait, wait, you understand something that I don't understand ==

...But no matter what, I don't need to explain.

"Here, it's here." Romeo opened a door near the end of the corridor: "Please come in."

The room is not too big, but because there is only a simple set of tables and chairs in the center of the room, it looks very spacious.On the table were a stack of parchments, a bottle of ink, and two hardcover books that were not returned in time after reading them. A few quills were randomly scattered a little further away.At first glance, it is exactly the same as the classic scene in the movie—although simple, it is full of classic flavor.

But Rosie didn't notice this, her attention was completely taken away by the four large bookcases that took up an entire wall.

Rosie felt that she was in heaven.

"Books, so many books..." As if seeing Grandet of Jinshan, Rosie took a deep breath and let out a dreamlike sigh that ordinary people would definitely get goose bumps: "My God, It's really..."

"Do you like reading very much?" asked Romeo.

"I like it! I like it very much!" Rosie nodded vigorously, her eyes were not willing to move away from the bookshelf in front of her for a moment: "Actually, my house also has a study room, but it's not as big as yours, and of course there are so many books..."

Romeo nodded.Remembering that the girl was turning her back to him and couldn't see her movements, she gave another faint "huh" to indicate that she heard it.

"It's really great..." Rosie continued to sigh, "If only these were mine..."

In fact, upon hearing this sentence, the young man standing behind her raised his eyebrows, it was not impossible.On the contrary, it's even easy, he thought.if only……

"By the way Carl, that book..." Rosie turned around and wanted to ask where the book was, but instead she saw a creepy picture.The young man folded his arms around his chest, with an unpredictable expression on his face, and a pair of deep green eyes were staring at her unblinkingly, looking thoughtful.

The alarm bell rang loudly, Rosie quietly swallowed her saliva, trying to restrain her desire to take a step back. "...Carl?" She asked cautiously, "What... are you thinking?"

The young man continued to stare at her without saying a word for a while, and suddenly showed a slightly shy smile that Rosie was familiar with on weekdays. "Huh?" He said, "Actually, it's nothing... It's just that I haven't been here for a long time, so I'm a little dazed."

Rosie looked into his eyes carefully for a while: "Scared me to death, okay!" She breathed a sigh of relief: "You don't even know, just now you seem to be a different person, I thought you What's wrong……"

The boy just smiled at her in a good-tempered manner, listened to her complaints quietly, and waited patiently for her to finish before pointing to the huge bookshelf on the west side of the room: "The set of books you want," he pointed Refers to the position on the upper shelf: "There."

"Eh? Where?" Rosie was immediately distracted.She walked to the bookshelf in two steps in three steps, and quickly searched in the direction indicated by the other party: "Where is it... ah! I saw it!"

So now comes the problem.

"...tsk" Rosie took a few steps back, looking up at the books placed on the top shelf in embarrassment: "It's so high..."

She stood on tiptoe and stretched her arms, trying to hook the book down with her fingertips, but she was still a short distance away. "I can't reach it..." She frowned and tried several times, but finally she had to give up reluctantly. "Carl," she turned her head to look at the boy behind her flatteringly: "I'm not tall enough."

The boy walked over in silence.Rosie naturally stepped aside so that he could pick up the book more easily, but she didn't expect a sudden tightening of her armpit—the other party pinched her armpit and lifted her up.

"Now, it's high enough." Romeo leaned close to the ear of the girl who hadn't reacted yet, and said contentedly.

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Rosie was completely dumbfounded.

Just, what happened just now? =mouth=?

She maintained this posture in a daze, and obediently let the other party hold it up for a while, then suddenly woke up and struggled violently: "What are you doing!" Her face was flushed red: "Put me down quickly!"

"Don't move around." The young man frowned, and tried to maintain her balance with his hands: "You are not tall enough, and I am not tall enough—that is the top shelf of the bookshelf, so it has to be like this."

But isn't there a book-taking pedal in this study room?

Rosie quickly scanned the room, and was surprised to find that there was really no such thing.

This is not scientific!How could there be no book pedals in the study room! =mouth=!

"What's the matter?" Not allowing her to think too much, seeing that she didn't move, the boy urged her solemnly: "Hurry up. It's there, you saw it just now, didn't you? I'm almost out of strength." It seems to be to confirm The truth of his words made Rosie feel a little sinking with her hands.

— as if he really just wanted to fetch her books for her.

Rosie had no choice but to quickly reach out and take off the book and hugged it in her arms. "Okay," she whispered, "I got it... put me down."

The other party put her down as promised.Rosie hurriedly stood a little farther away, keeping her head lowered all the time, for fear that the other party would notice her too rosy complexion and too fast heartbeat at this time.

That's why she couldn't see the boy's smiling expression as he stroked his chin at this moment.

"... Sissy," she heard a voice from above her head asking her, "Why is your face so red?"

"..." Rosie gritted her teeth and roared angrily, "I! It's hot! Can't I!"

Romeo spread his hands, and a hint of cunning flashed quickly in his green eyes: "Oh," he raised his eyebrows, with an unstoppable smile on his lips: "Of course."

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The purpose of this trip has been achieved, and with the ambiguous incident that happened just now, Rosie, who always had an ominous premonition, naturally had no reason to stay here any longer.She offered to leave, but Kazapa did not hold her back, but opened the door of the study very gentlemanly and led her out.

The boy led her through the deserted outdoor corridor.When they left, they were not as sneaky as when they came, and the wide field of vision made Rosie feel more relaxed unconsciously than the closed environment.In order to avoid embarrassment, the two began to chatter and chatter while walking.

After agreeing on the time to return the books and the matter of borrowing books in the future, Rosie, who was in a good mood, got on tiptoe with a little forgetfulness.But I will never come to Karl's house again, so I just ask him to bring the book to me.Rosie was distracted while staring at the pattern of the floor tiles under her feet, it was too dangerous.

Although a little dull, the sixth sense of the little animal finally (didn't) attack at a critical moment. _(:3)/)_

"Sissy?"

"Huh?" The young man walking in front suddenly called her name, and she answered absent-mindedly, stepping on the flower heart patterned on the floor tiles.

"Come to Harvest Festival with me."

"Okay... oh wait, no." Rosie said without raising her head, "You can find someone else, I have an appointment."

The young man who was walking in front stopped suddenly, and Rosie couldn't dodge and bumped into his back. "It hurts, hurts, hurts..." She covered the bridge of her nose, tears came out of the pain, "If you want to stop, at least tell the people behind..."

What she didn't notice was that Kasapa had turned around at some point, and the distance between the two of them suddenly became extremely close.He reached out to grab her arm, bent slightly, and approached her face.When she opened her eyes again, what she saw was her own reflection in the boy's eyes.

"Hey... what are you doing?"

The 15-year-old boy is in the growth period.Although Rosie had always known that Kasapa was taller than herself, the difference in height had never been so obvious as it was now.The boy's facial features also lost the roundness and cuteness of childhood, and began to have a deep outline like a statue.Rosie wanted to step back a little, but her arm was held by someone.With no way to retreat, she could only twist her neck uncomfortably, but the boy chased her even closer.

"Does it hurt you?" The teenager's emerald green eyes focused on her: "Show me."

"It doesn't hurt." Rosie tried to break free from his palm, but failed: "...you let me go first."

But he stubbornly held her arm and refused to let go. His eyes moved away from her slightly flushed small nose, and from bottom to bottom, he lingered one by one over her slender eyebrows, slightly trembling eyelashes, and straightened her eyes. The straight bridge of the nose... Finally, it rests on the rosy and beautifully shaped lips.

"Sissy," the boy whispered, "...I want to kiss you."