The villain's love literacy

"So, how did you find me? Did you ask someone else to check the plane ticket?" After speaking, Sylvia herself felt that something was wrong, and there were only a few people who could help Katz. If that's the case, they should come here too.

Katz squinted his eyes, as if this was a question that made people laugh: "I remember your smell, and I remember the sound of your heartbeat."

She nodded thoughtfully. She couldn't achieve this level when she was a Zhuren. It seems that the world of ultimate creatures can no longer be measured by the narrow thinking of human beings.Sylvia grabbed Katz's arm and looked sideways at her feet. The starlight lights outlined the outline of the entire Mediterranean Sea, and she couldn't help muttering: "It's so beautiful..."

"If you like, I can take you to visit often. At that time...you were not in good health, and we didn't take you to many places, but now it's okay." The purple-haired man held Sylvia tighter Some, lest she accidentally fall—although he can catch it, "Esdis and Wamuu will come over soon."

Suddenly, a question came to her mind: "No, when did you get here?"

As soon as he arrived at the apartment to put down his things and planned to clean up the bedroom first, Kaz arrived, as if he was waiting on purpose.

"Afternoon." The man said lightly, avoiding Sylvia's gaze for some reason.

afternoon?Wait, isn't that...the time when Wu Mi is here! ?But he didn't ask anything, didn't say a word.

This will become a topic that everyone has to avoid. She has no way to avoid it, and she also knows that some people cannot give up. Now she only hopes that everyone can get along peacefully.

There was another person who arrived before Estis and Wamuu, and it was also the person Sylvia was most afraid of seeing—not because he was afraid of himself, but because he didn't know how to face it.

Hanazawa's "her first man".

Sylvia was still in bed when the doorbell rang, and Kaz probably woke up one step ahead of her, shaking her shoulders, she still didn't know what happened, and looked up at the purple-haired man blankly.

Katz pointed in the direction of the door, and then the bell rang again. Sylvia hurriedly put on her pajamas regardless of embarrassment-in fact, there was nothing embarrassing about it, she and Katz could no longer understand each other better.

Before leaving the bedroom, she told Katz not to leave, and he had no intention of getting off the bed at all, and stared at her indifferently as she walked out the door and turned around until she couldn't see her.He knew who was here, and he was quite familiar, after all, he had been a roommate for a while.

Sylvia walked to the door and glanced out of the cat's eye, her body froze.

Long pink hair with green stripes, vertical striped suit, her most familiar match, and what he wore when she fell in love with Diablo.

At that time, she had just entered college, and she felt it was time to change something. She had been a good girl since she was a child, and occasionally wanted to go crazy, so she went to the bar with her classmates and friends.

It was not as interesting as she had imagined, it was noisy and smoky, and Sylvia herself was not very lively, and she didn't want to dance next to each other on the dance floor, so she simply talked to her companions and went to the bar to sit by herself.

The dance floor has just started to play music, and everyone has basically gone down. Only then can some seats be vacated at the bar. Although there are vacant places, there are not many choices. Seeing a couple on the other side, they get closer and closer to each other. Together, Sylvia didn't hesitate any longer, turned around and sat at the other end of the bar.

The place closest to the wall has been occupied by someone. Under the dim light, only a very tall person can be seen clearly. The person sitting on the chair looks about the same height as the person standing not far away, and even taller than all the bar counters. The people sitting in front are much taller.

At first glance, I would think it was a woman, with dark lipstick on the faintly exposed lips, and the cold temperature exuding from the whole body, it seemed that it was not easy to get close at all.

But Sylvia still sat down next to him. The new high heels hadn't been worn before, and her feet were a little flat. She cared more about her feet than whether this person caused such problems.

When he sat down, the pink-haired man seemed to tilt his head slightly to look at her, but she pretended not to see it, and took the drink list from the bartender, all of which were names she couldn't understand.

"Um... do you have any recommendations?" asked a bit distressed. It seemed that this was not the first time the bartender had encountered such a situation. Seeing that she was young and behaved strangely, he recommended a drink with low alcohol content.

She watched curiously as the bartender mixed the drink right in front of her eyes, adding various things and shaking it around, and finally turned it into a small glass and placed it in front of her.

There were other people sitting in front of the bar, and the bartender left with the wine list, leaving her sitting there staring at the wine in a daze.After a while, I finally lifted it up and tasted it a little.

"Cough! Cough cough cough..." Just one mouthful made her cough uncontrollably. It was bitter and spicy, and her entire facial features shrank together. She even felt two tears squeezed out.

It seems that the low alcohol content does not mean that it will taste good. Sylvia has been hissing there, a little wanting to order some more drinks to wash away the bitterness, but the bartender is still on the other side of the drink and has no intention of coming over.

Somewhat annoyed, he pushed the glass of beautiful wine away, when he heard a chuckle from beside him.Sylvia frowned slightly in doubt, was the pink-haired man next to her laughing at her?

Turning his head to ask questions, he saw the man just staring down at his wine glass with no smile on his face, and even the corners of his lips were pressed down.

She had no choice but to turn back suspiciously, auditory hallucinations?

But if you take a closer look, he still seems to be a very attractive male, with a perfect side face, a sharp jawline, long eyelashes, and thin lips that are a bit mean, but after applying dark colors, they look plump.She doesn't look old, but she is very mature and has an aura that even Sylvia herself can't explain clearly.

She had never seen such a person since she was a child.

It's just that after the first glance, she was a little curious, but she was so close, if she turned her head to look again, it would be obvious. At this time, she might as well be in the distance, so she can take a closer look.

The pink-haired man was sitting on her right. The person on the left left and a new person came to fill her place. She ordered a non-alcoholic drink before that person ordered wine, and she was slightly relieved.

"Sissy, Sissy!" Someone pulled her skirt from behind, and Sylvia turned her head, it was her friends.

They were almost out of breath, with crystal beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads. They kept fanning themselves with their hands while panting and said to her, "Come down and play with us for a while, it's really fun!"

Sylvia turned around completely and glanced at the still dancing crowd, they were having fun under the DJ, just sitting here and her head was about to explode from the sound of the music, let alone running in front of the stereo: " I... forget it, my shoes are not very comfortable."

"Well, it's a pity." One of them sighed, "Remember to wear more comfortable shoes next time, it's so boring to sit here alone!"

"It's okay, I think it's good to be here, let's experience it." Sylvia smiled indifferently, watching them bouncing and returning to the dance floor, she couldn't help but smile wider, she was so energetic!

She didn't turn back to face the bar until she saw her friends dancing to the music again.The drink has been served, it looks like lemon juice, the rim of the cup is hot, dipped in white sugar, and carved lemon slices are inserted as decorations, the cup is decorated with green mint leaves, and bubbles are bubbling from the bottom to the top.

She was just about to reach out to take a sip to wash away the remaining bitterness in her mouth, when the middle of the index finger and thumb of her other hand pinched the goblet, which got stuck at the bottom and stopped her movement.

"...Huh?" Somewhat confused about the situation, Sylvia looked along that arm, and the pink-haired man was looking down at her, and she couldn't see clearly in the green eyes.

His fingers slid away with the goblet, casually and effortlessly passed her and glanced at the place behind her: "I remember you can't drink sour drinks, Sissy."

"..." How did he know her name, just heard it?And suddenly said such strange words, she can drink it.

Not realizing what happened at all, Sylvia stared blankly at the pink-haired man pointing the table with his index finger, and called the bartender to order another drink.

"Sir, but I...?" She said stupidly, looking into the man's eyes, and this time she saw them clearly, broken green, as strange as the spots on his hair.

"The name on the bed doesn't need to be mentioned here." The man smiled narrowly, with obvious teasing in his eyes, and pushed the new drink in front of her, "This one is more suitable for you."

...What is this doing, sexual harassment?

Before she could sternly ask what this man wanted to do, Sylvia heard a loud "cut" from behind, and the person sitting on her left seemed to leave angrily.

Almost instantly, all the emotion in the pink-haired man's eyes disappeared. He glanced at her indifferently, took his hand away from the newly brought drink, and resumed the previous posture of staring down at his glass.

"Sorry, miss, I really couldn't remind you just now..." the bartender said a little guiltyly, and took away the lemon drink she ordered for the first time before, "When you turned around, the drink was poured ...Is this your first visit to this place? Especially girls, don't take your eyes off the wine glass!"

Only then did I understand what happened, so the pink-haired man just now had... good intentions?She still wanted to lose her temper with him.What is "the name on the bed", it should be that when she heard her call him "Sir" and that person found out that they didn't know each other before, right?

"That, that... Thank you just now..." She thanked the man in the corner with some embarrassment, but the man ignored her at all, and still glanced at her lightly before looking away.

"Oh, yes, drinks!" Sylvia took out her wallet in a panic, trying to give the money to the man.

This time he turned his head to look at her, his voice was low and magnetic: "I'll see you off."

After that, he acted like do not disturb and didn't want to pay attention to her anymore.

Sylvia didn't know how she left that day. She was still looking at the man when her friends dragged her away.

In short, by the time she realized it, she had already gone to that bar all the time, and every time the pink-haired man was in the familiar old place, and the seat next to her was empty.

She was so young back then, and it was easy to fall in love with this different and attractive adult man.