I rely on cooking to dominate the ghost killing team

Expressing love to someone frankly is a strange experience that Wu Yue has never had before.

So she didn't know what kind of reaction she would get after doing this slightly presumptuous thing.

She admits that she is afraid of being rejected, and she has even thought about what to do after being rejected-she certainly can't act like nothing happened, "being rejected" itself is an indelible thread. The sharp thorns will definitely stick in her heart for a long time, and as long as she is still the stepson of righteousness and bravery, it will not disappear easily.

In this way, she will definitely have no face to stay in Yiyong's house any longer.She felt that she would definitely leave Giyuu's house immediately.

But what about the next step?May suddenly had no answer.

No, no.

May shook her head vigorously.

There is no certainty about this matter at the moment, and she doesn't have to think about the worst situation.

...Should, indeed, there is no need to think about this possibility... right?

May was apprehensive.The wound on her left hand began to hurt again, and her fingers were also twitching unconsciously. The tension seemed to turn into a long and thin soft rope, wrapping around her neck round and round, and then tightened suddenly, entrapping her. Can't breathe.

It was clear that the weather tonight was really too hot, which made her sweat intermittently and felt uncomfortable all over.

If it weren't for the eagerness to get an answer, Wu Yue might not even have the courage to look at Giyuu.

She held the bowl bravely and lowered her eyes.He didn't cast a glance at Wuyue, but just stared at the two glutinous rice balls in the spoon.

These two glutinous rice balls are actually not round at all, but rather rough ovals.Yiyong felt that these two glutinous rice balls were probably made by himself-when Wu Yue was making the balls just now, he specially helped rub a few of them.

I remember at that time, Wu Yue jokingly said that the glutinous rice balls he made should be called "glutinous rice balls".

It was only after she said that that he started rubbing seriously.Although the direct consequence of the earnest attitude of making dumplings is that the efficiency is drastically reduced, so that May, who only uses one hand, can make more dumplings than him with healthy hands.

Glutinous rice oval... ah...

Yiyong put two balls into his mouth, chewed them a few times, and then swallowed them.

The taste is like chewing wax.Yoshiyuki finally understood exactly what this word meant.

Yuanzi, which was supposed to have a sweet taste and aroma of glutinous rice flour, became bland and tasteless, and the temperature of the sweet soup in my hand seemed to drop instantly.He picked up the bowl and drank the rest of the sweet soup in one gulp.

It still had a dull taste, and Yiyong didn't know how he persuaded himself to drink it.

It seemed that his lips and teeth were glued together by a strange emotion, and he could feel a raw pain in his throat.

Words were rolling in my heart, but I couldn't say a word.

He just felt sad, which was the remaining emotion after the shock faded away—it was hard to describe, but it was full of sadness in his heart.

Slowly, he put down the bowl.

"It's getting dark, hurry up and go to rest."

With that said, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen, probably about to put the bowl back.May froze.

Not agreeing, not rejecting.is to ignore.

As if he didn't hear her at all, he just left.

May sat there in a daze.The sweat all over her body had turned cold at this moment, and her discomfort soared to the peak with the wet clothes sticking to her body, which made her feel as if she was imprisoned for a moment.

No, maybe it's not an illusion.

She was really held captive by the valiant attitude.

Wuyue never dared to expect Yiyong to accept her confession—maybe for a few moments, she really had the audacity to think so.

But that's just fantasy.Before this moment, she always felt that she would be rejected, so she was already prepared for the result of "rejection".

But Wuyue never thought that she would be ignored by Yiyong.

She is stupid.She was completely dumbfounded.

no.can not do this.

No matter what kind of reaction she can accept - except this one!

She dropped the spoon into the bowl.The range of motion was a little too big, and the spoon was submerged in the sweet soup, but she didn't realize it.All she wanted in her heart was to catch up with Yi Yong as soon as possible.

"Wait!" Her shout broke down, "You are...you know what I'm talking about, don't you?"

My heart is beating wildly, I don't know if it's caused by the tiredness from running, or the flustered guilt.

She was standing right behind Yiyong.He wanted to reach out and grab him, but he didn't dare to reach out, only the sound of panting.

The heavy breathing almost sounded like a sob.Yoshiyuki finally stopped.

May didn't know if this meant the arrival of a turning point.Regardless of whether this will become an opportunity to push things to a worse outcome, she will be willing to try again.

She pursed her lips, suppressing her rapid breathing.It seemed a little difficult to say the next words, but she tried her best to do so.

"If...if you still don't understand what I mean..." She repeated with difficulty the confession she had summoned up the courage to say just now, "Mr. Yiyong, I have a heart for you..."

... with love in my heart.

"do not talk."

Yi Yong interrupted her words, as if he also split this love into two.

May trembled violently.Standing beside Yiyong, his messy temple hair covered his face.Wuyue couldn't see Yiyong's expression at the moment, but the coldness in his words made her cold for a while.

Is the coldness permeating his words "coldness" or "indifference"?May didn't dare to think about it.

"Don't talk about it again." He seemed to be holding back something, his hands hanging in his sleeves were trembling, "I'll pretend that I didn't hear you, so..."

"Would you...pretend you didn't hear it?"

Wu Yue couldn't believe that Yi Yong would give her such an answer.

"Why do you pretend you didn't hear it? I won't deny what I said, can you also please don't pretend like nothing happened?" She walked around to Yiyong and looked straight at him, her eyes under the moonlight It glowed like clear water, "Yes... can you give me an answer? Any answer is fine."

Anything but silence.

But Yiyong didn't even keep his eyes on her, but just looked away.Although the scenery elsewhere did not fall into his eyes at all.

Out of the corner of the eye, I could catch a glimpse of Wuyue's chest rising and falling, and I could also see her hand that was trying to reach out to her, but stayed stiffly in mid-air due to cowardice.

Breathing is almost silent.Yiyong closed his eyes, he never said anything, just gently pushed Wuyue away, and continued to walk forward.

His movements were as gentle as ever, but it hurt May.She grabbed Yiyong with her backhand.

The sudden movement made Yiyong's hand tremble, and he accidentally dropped the bowl to the ground.

With a loud bang that was too crisp, the white porcelain bowl turned into shattered ceramic shards.

Yiyong could feel Wuyue trembling from the sound.He didn't have the courage to read her face, but she sounded like she was crying.

"Please, can you say something? Anything... talk to me..."

Even if it is to scold her severely.

Said she was delusional, said she lost her mind.It doesn't matter how you say it, she's used to hearing harsh words in the past, and she won't feel bad about it—even if the person who stabbed her with those words is Giyuu, she won't feel bad.

She just... doesn't want to face such silence.

Giyuu's heart was tightened.He really didn't want to make May so sad, but...

"People like me don't deserve to be liked by others."

He slowly withdrew his hand, his tone was surprisingly calm - he never thought that he could say such words so calmly.

So, no matter how much the next words hurt his original intention, he should be able to say it smoothly, right?

Take a deep breath—

"May, give up your love for me."

Throwing this sentence, two hearts seemed to fall to the ground at the same time.It hit the solid ground hard, and together with the white porcelain bowl, it was smashed into tiny pieces.

she cried.This time she really cried.

Giyuu could hear May sobbing.

Yi Yong remembers that she always said that she is not a crybaby, but in fact she cried quite a lot.In the past he never knew how to deal with her tears.

Up to this point, he was still the same ignorant.

So he fled.He ran away in a panic.

Hiding in his room, Yiyong stayed up all night and sat indoors until dawn.The paper door cut off too much sound, making it impossible for him to know what was going on outside.

He kept thinking about what May had said to him, and what he had said to May.The astonishment when hearing her words, the fleeting happiness, and the insincere insincere helplessness are all intertwined at this moment.

May must be angry.No matter how good-tempered she was, it would be difficult for her to be indifferent to what he said.

Yi Yong really wanted to say something to her, but he didn't know what to say.Maybe he should really behave as he said, facing May with a calm look as if nothing happened.

Yes, as it should be.

Yi Yong felt that he had figured it out, so he got up and went out.

Days still have to go on.he thinks.

Walk out the door and you can see the courtyard at a glance.Yiyong looked away intentionally or unintentionally, not looking in the direction of the courtyard.

He subconsciously didn't want to touch what happened last night.

Walking around the house, he didn't meet Wuyue.He thought, this situation is probably normal, after all he did say something bad, Wu Yue didn't want to see him so soon, it was a completely reasonable reaction.

Yi Yong told himself this, but he couldn't hide his frustration at not being able to see May.

The house was empty, and the hungry coal ball yelled loudly, but he just refused to pay attention to him.

This extraordinarily empty feeling lasted for a while, and Giyuu suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why can't he see May anywhere?

I couldn't hear her footsteps, let alone her voice.The door of her room was open, but there was no one inside, the quilt was folded neatly, and there was no trace of being slept on at all.The clothes that should be changed are still placed beside the bed.

The broken bowls in the courtyard had been cleared away, but there seemed to be a few dark spots on the ground.Another white china bowl of sweet soup had been washed, but stood alone by the stove.

These must have been made in May.But where did May go?

The house is empty, and there is a void in my heart.Yi Yong was stunned.It took him a lot of time to allow himself to accept the reality now——

—his May is gone.