tutor margherita

If you don't believe in love, then I won't mention it.

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One step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

I could feel myself getting closer to Hayato, and I wondered if he wanted to see me.

I covered my face and leaned against the wall.

I don't want him to see me like this, but I just want to see him, to see if he's hurt.

"You are enough, what do you want to do!" It was Hayato's voice.I hid in a piece and secretly watched the movement inside.

The woman took Hayato's hand, took his hand!Obviously, his hand can only be held by me.I bit my lower lip and continued to observe.If that person is chosen by Hayato, then I will really suffer a crushing defeat.

"Hayato, I love you! I really love you, and I can give you everything you want. So, come out of here with me? Please."

Looking at the woman with all the makeup crying in front of his eyes, Hayato was at a loss for a while.

I don't know what Margot is doing now, if she knows that she ran out, she will definitely be angry.

He thought of Margot's bulging bun face, and couldn't help smiling.

The woman saw him smile, thinking that he agreed with her idea, thinking that he also liked her, and immediately pulled into the prison temple Hayato's hand.

Awakened by the sudden warmth, Hayato Gujiji shook off the woman's hand and said, "Go away!"

"Hayato, I really love you."

Hayato Gakuji sneered at the woman who spoke wild words and said, "You said you love me, why do you love me? Is it my looks? Is it my background? We only met 3 times in total, how could you fall in love with me! Don't Just kidding, how could someone like you know what love is?" He couldn't help thinking of the mother he had only met a few times, the mother who was finally buried in a car accident.

"No, no, I really love you."

Hayato looked at the woman with even more disgust and said, "I tell you! I don't need love, and I don't believe in love. You'd better disappear from my sight." He walked out of the alley.

As expected, he saw Margot standing at the entrance of the alley.

The original white skirt was dyed red, and her long golden hair was also stained with blood. Her golden pupils looked blankly at Hayato Gujiji.

I was seen, so dirty, so disgusting I was seen.

I looked into Hayato's eyes, I didn't know how to explain it, I knew I had nowhere to escape.

"Stupid, what did you do? Why is there blood all over your body?" He really asked, and I closed my eyes and was about to say something.

"Stupid, you're not injured, are you?" Hearing his rare concern, I felt like my tears were about to flow down.

"No, no, it's not my blood." I said hesitantly, not daring to open my eyes, for I was afraid that I would see Hayato's disgusted expression when I opened them.

"It's fine if it's not your blood, let's go home." His generous big hand took my hand, this is the first time he took the initiative to shake my hand.

I stayed where I was and asked, "You, don't you ask?" With so much blood and so many lives, don't you ask?

Hayato looked at Margot who was standing there blankly, patted her on the head and said, "Didn't you say it, you can come and listen to me whenever I want to say it. Since you have said that, I also I think so. So, I will listen to whatever you want to say."

I was stunned, and laughed for a long time and said, "I didn't expect, Hayato, can you still be a bosom sister?"

"Get lost! I love your sister!"

"Hehehe," I looked at him with open arms and said, "I'm tired, Hayato can carry me."

"Are you a child?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, Hayato is pulling."

Hayato looked at me and found that I didn't feel like taking back what I said just now, so he squatted down helplessly.

I lay on his back and felt very comfortable.

"Come on, Hayato, your back is as comfortable as a sofa."

"are you an idiot?"

"It's not an idiot! It's Margo!"

"Hmph, idiot."

I puffed up my bun face in displeasure and was about to say something, but when I thought of what Hayato said just now, I was stunned.

He said he didn't believe in love.

"Never mind, Hayato, why don't you believe in love?" I asked a little nervously.

"It's not necessary. You don't need that kind of thing." The man's attitude was cold.

I closed my eyes helplessly and hugged his neck tightly.

Don't believe in love?Well, never mind, if you don't believe me, I won't mention it.Until you believe me, I will keep my little secret well hidden from you.That way, I can continue to be by your side.

Hayato felt the light breath on his neck, smiled and said, "What an idiot, he went to bed so early." This is his green plum, the most important green plum.So, he will take good care of it.

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"Hayato, I miss you so much," I muttered as I lay on the bed and looked at him sitting on the chair. "It's been a long time since I heard Hayato playing the piano. I really want to hear Hayato's piano sound again."

The prison temple official froze for a moment, then looked at her.

Looking back now, he really felt that he was so incompetent.Obviously he was going to run away from home, but he dragged Margo along with him.Obviously, she can continue to be her eldest lady.At least not as of now.I couldn't even fulfill one of her wishes.

Hayato Gouji walked over and stroked the hair of Margo who was lying on her stomach and said, "One day, I will play it for you."

I looked at him strangely and said, "Hayato, why are you so unexpectedly gentle today? Don't you usually just call me a fool, and then burst into chestnuts?"

Hayato frowned, looked at me ferociously and said, "It's so long-winded! It's rare that I want to be gentle with you." His second sentence was very soft, but I still heard it clearly.

I covered my mouth and smiled secretly.

Sure enough, Hayato is really gentle.

On the other side, Hayato, who directly ignored Margo, looked at his hand very seriously.

He hasn't played the piano for a long time, and he doesn't know if he can do it now. There seems to be a restaurant on XX Street that recruits a piano player. Why don't he go for an interview sometime.Margot, birthday is coming soon.

Thinking of this, Hayato went straight to the door.

I asked loudly, "Hayato, where are you going?"

His impatient voice came: "Go out, you don't have to wait for me to eat."

"Then, come back soon."

"Understood." The door closed heavily.

I lay in bed, thinking wildly.

The conversation just now seemed to be between husband and wife.

I squinted my eyes and murmured, "It would be great if Hayato and Hayato were husband and wife." However, it's impossible.

I think of what Hayato said, the declaration of not believing in love.Obviously, I haven't noticed that he has such thoughts before?Could it be...

I suddenly remembered the year when Hayato said he was going to run away from home.

Is it because of this?

No, it's unlikely.

I retracted my head into the quilt and murmured: "Ah, it's too troublesome, don't think about it!"

As long as I have Hayato around, nothing else matters.

On the other side, Hayato Gokuji came to the store a little aggressively and asked the owner.

The owner walked over tremblingly and said, "Master, we should have paid the protection fee for this month, what are you doing here?"

Hayato Gujiji looked at the shopkeeper seriously, (although the shopkeeper thought he was staring at him very viciously) and said, "Ah? I don't know about the protection fee." Hearing what he said, the boss almost burst into tears. All softened. "Well, are you recruiting people here?" Hearing what he said, the boss immediately stood up straight and looked at him carefully and said, "You? We only recruit waiters here, what are you doing?"

Prison Temple Hayato frowned: "Waiter? Isn't it the one who plays the piano?"

"The piano player has been found, and only waiters are recruited." Saying this, the boss looked at him with disdain.How could a little bastard know how to play the piano?joke.

Seeing the look in his eyes, Hayato Gujiji had the urge to hit someone.However, he suddenly remembered Margot's stupid smile, sighed and said fiercely, "Boss, let's discuss it."

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It's so boring, especially when Hayato is not at home.I'm so bored, waiting for the stars and the moon, but I can't wait for Hayato.Suddenly, I thought of something, patted my head and muttered: "Really, Hayato said he won't come back for dinner at night, how could I forget."

Anyway, Hayato didn't come back so early, I'll go out for a stroll.

"Ah, is this Margarita?" I pointed to a flower in the flower shop in surprise.

"Yes, miss, would you like a bouquet? It's not expensive, as long as XX is enough."

I touched my chin and murmured: "It doesn't seem very expensive," I smiled and said, "Then, give me a bouquet." Holding Margaret, whose name is similar to mine, I am happy to walk on the road.

Suddenly, I froze.

Why does the waiter in that store look so familiar?

I rubbed my eyes, making sure again.

It's Hayato!It really is him.How come, why did he come here to work?Obviously, he is such a proud person.Is it for living?

I looked at the rebellious and helpless way he was carrying the plate and wiping the table, and then at the margarita I just bought.He works so hard, and me?The person who promised to protect him well spent money indiscriminately.

I took one last look at him at work and walked back with the bouquet of margaritas in my arms.Hayato didn't want me to worry, that's why he didn't tell me, right?

There seemed to be something slowly spreading out of the eye sockets.

Suddenly, I felt that the way home was so long, so long that I had the urge to cry.

What am I doing?Is this what I call protection?It's not worth mentioning at all.

This is really too ironic.

I sat on the bed blankly.

The door opened, and I saw an irritable man, I showed him a big smile and said, "Welcome back."

He doesn't want me to know, so I don't know.But, at least, I want to let him know that I will always be by his side, no matter when, no matter what happens.

Seeing Margot's smiling face, the prison temple official was stunned for a moment, and murmured: "Well, I'm back." It seemed that this had become his habit, a habit he couldn't change.