[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose
Chapter 32
will you Love Me?
Even if I have nothing and lose my face?
Rosalind doesn't really want to be Daisy, because she really can't like this role-a beautiful but extremely selfish woman.
But Levia comforted: "But Cedric is the chosen Gatsby! His only emotional line in it is Daisy. Are you sure you want to play another role?"
……
It seems that it is not unacceptable to Daisy, the so-called heroine.
"Have you read the story?" Rosalind read the script in his arms, and Cedric's chin rested lightly on her head.
"I've read it. It's a very good novel." Cedric commented pertinently, holding his own script in his hand.
Rosalind leaned back and picked up the quill in her hand: "What kind of person do you think Gatsby is?"
"Hmm...sad but great." The boy rested his head on her neck following her movements, and passed the words to the person in his arms with his warm breath: "His whole life seems to be only for Daisy's love , but it was this love that ultimately killed him."
"Then will you love me forever?" Mrs. Shen once said to her, it is a very stupid thing to always ask a man if he loves you - don't you feel that he loves you or not?Love you or not, can't you really see it yourself?If he said "I love you" every day while doing things that hurt you, would you really believe it?
But at this moment, she still wanted to ask Cedric this question, simply and from the bottom of her heart.
"Yes, I will regard you as my most precious treasure, love you and protect you forever—until the day my life ends."
"I love you." Cedric fixed his eyes firmly on the girl's dark brown eyes, and opened his thin lips slightly: "I want to spend my whole life with you. I will try my best to become better and better. It will make you wait too long, trust me."
"I believe in you," Rosalind's eyes were filled with turbulent emotion, and the girl touched her lover's forehead: "Of course I am willing to wait for you, and I will work hard with you, and we will all have a better future." future."
If I want to choose someone to be my partner, besides you, I really can't think of a second choice.
We are each other's exclusive partners.
Cedric looked at the girl standing still in front of him and slightly bent over to make an invitation gesture——
He danced many dances with her, even coaxing her to swear she would only dance with him at Christmas when she was eleven.
Although she said childish words, Rosalind did not seem to dance with anyone other than him afterwards—maybe it was because he was too strict.
How familiar was he with her?
He knows every one of her preferences, and is familiar with every catchphrase and little habit of hers.
Knows she has a sweet tooth - especially sugar and chocolate, but has never eaten anything orange-flavored, nor sweet white chocolate;
Knowing that she likes to stay quietly in bed alone, she doesn't really like to participate in various social activities;
I know she likes red roses, but she doesn't like the cut and packaged ones that you can buy in flower shops...
He even clearly remembered the fingerprint types corresponding to her ten fingers, let alone others?
The dress is flying, the eyes are intertwined, I just want to hold you in my arms, and then whisper in your ear the love that only you can hear.
"We haven't acted in a stage play before, will you be nervous?" Rosalind turned briskly under his guidance, like a light elf.
Cedric took her hand and moved his steps, and replied softly: "It's okay, because I just need to dance with you."
"Aren't you nervous when you're with me?" The girl's face showed a bit of mischievous teasing, like a child who snatched a bunch of candies.
"When my eyes are all about you, I always feel inexplicably at ease." Cedric didn't lie to her. Whenever his eyes fell on her, his eyes would soften a little unconsciously.
Will we end up experiencing parting too?
No, I am willing to exchange everything with Merlin——
I beg him to let us be together forever, and never become passers-by in each other's lives that can only be called memories.
As the last note fell, he should have let go of the hand that was holding her tight, because Gatsby hadn't grasped his love.
But he wasn't Gatsby, he was Cedric Diggory.
He just wanted to try his best to catch the girl named Rosalind Shen in front of him.
"I love you." He said softly.
"I love you too." She gave him the most affirmative answer.
With the busy study and life accompanied by the same tense rehearsal of the stage play, Nelia and Ezel are getting closer - Rosalind is sincerely happy for her with her girl's intuition.
When Rosalind in a misty blue princess dress appeared in front of him, Cedric's first reaction was not to praise her for her beauty like others did, but to take her back to his room and enjoy it alone.
In all fairness, her appearance is not considered all-powerful, and she doesn't go out of her way to dress up on weekdays - but this does not affect her beauty and attractiveness.
She was enough to fascinate him when she didn't wear makeup, but if she put on careful makeup, would it still be okay?
"Mylover." He held out his hand to her.
Rosalind smiled and put her hand on it.
The moment his fingers are clasped, he is Gatsby who is loved by his Daisy.
The stage play was very successful, especially at the end Gatsby and Daisy parted ways - Gatsby was full of pain and reluctance to see Daisy and Tom Buchanan walking off the stage hand in hand, even the last glance No charity was given to him.
He chose to end his life on an empty stage.
The curtain falls, isn't it a prosperous ending?
Many girls cried because of this unrequited love that ended without a cause.
Girls' emotions are the easiest to guess and the hardest to understand. Everyone dreams of Gatsby's uncomplaining love, but when they really become Daisy, how many people can give up the glory and wealth brought by Buchanan's surname? With luxury?
Cedric didn't know why he had such a dream full of desire and even absurdity.
In other words, he never thought that the secret, unknown, slightly evil and dirty little thoughts in his heart would be presented in this way.
In the dream, Rosalind was wearing a sexy red dress, as if she really was a delicate red rose.
She stood in front of the bed and seduced him with her eyes, like a veela, and he was at a loss with burning eyes.
The throat looked like a fire, and even the blood boiled.
……
Closing his eyes and quickly recalling his thoughts, Cedric had to get up quickly to clean up the situation.
Hiss, it's over - there is still morning class today.
After hastily tidying up, Cedric went straight to the classroom with the books.Rosalind had already eaten but was still waiting for him at the seat. When she saw the person coming, she glanced up and jokingly said, "Why are you here now? Will Mr. Nice stay in bed?" Turned up collar.
Cedric's breathing stopped suddenly, and he leaned back as if frightened.
Surprise flashed across Rosalind's face, and she said with some puzzlement: "Your collar is turned up, tidy it up." Then, she handed a piece of fruit pie on the table to Cedric: "Look at you It doesn't look like breakfast anymore, I left a piece for you."
"Oh yes, thank you Rosa." Cedric's ears were red and hot, but in Rosalind's eyes, he seemed to have taken some wrong medicine this morning - or he had achnatherum splendens in his head.
Poor Miss Shen didn't know that her sweetheart, Mr. Diggory, really didn't dare to meet her eyes today.
When Rosalind was about to grab his sleeve and whisper to him, he withdrew his hand suddenly. Seeing the surprise on her face, Cedric coughed uncomfortably, and then hung up again. The husband smiled as standard, and stroked the top of her hair like compensation: "Uh...last night, um...did you sleep well?"
"It's fine, what's the matter?" Rosalind supported her head with one hand and pressed the book with the other. "But I think you didn't sleep well last night."
Hufflepuff's nice Mr. didn't know how to answer this question for a while, and he didn't know if he had a good night's sleep last night.
Looking at his uncomfortable expression, Rosalind was even more puzzled: "What's the matter with you? Did you dream about a dementor last night?"
"Not a dementor." But more powerful than a dementor.Cedric still didn't turn his head to look at her, but stared unnaturally at the fruit tart in front of him.
"Tsk, it's rare to see you faltering in front of me, it's really rare!"
Cedric didn't answer her, and could only pretend to pick up a glass of pumpkin juice to drink to relieve this delicate feeling.
"Did you dream of me last night?" Rosalind narrowed her eyes and asked curiously.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Cedric heard that he choked on a mouthful of pumpkin juice, and Rosalind was also taken aback, and hurriedly found a handkerchief to wipe it for him.
"What's the matter, you? Why are you still choking?" The girl's dark brown eyes were full of concern, and everything her boyfriend did this morning was not quite right.
Cedric took the handkerchief, looked at the girl beside him with gray eyes, swallowed softly and said, "I'm fine, let's go to class first."
The young man known for his gentleness quietly hid his thoughts, buried his hot love deep in his heart, and still said the affectionate "I love you" out of his mouth.
It's just that there is more desire in it, so it is unknown to outsiders.
(For the "..." part, see vb: Return to Twilight)
Even if I have nothing and lose my face?
Rosalind doesn't really want to be Daisy, because she really can't like this role-a beautiful but extremely selfish woman.
But Levia comforted: "But Cedric is the chosen Gatsby! His only emotional line in it is Daisy. Are you sure you want to play another role?"
……
It seems that it is not unacceptable to Daisy, the so-called heroine.
"Have you read the story?" Rosalind read the script in his arms, and Cedric's chin rested lightly on her head.
"I've read it. It's a very good novel." Cedric commented pertinently, holding his own script in his hand.
Rosalind leaned back and picked up the quill in her hand: "What kind of person do you think Gatsby is?"
"Hmm...sad but great." The boy rested his head on her neck following her movements, and passed the words to the person in his arms with his warm breath: "His whole life seems to be only for Daisy's love , but it was this love that ultimately killed him."
"Then will you love me forever?" Mrs. Shen once said to her, it is a very stupid thing to always ask a man if he loves you - don't you feel that he loves you or not?Love you or not, can't you really see it yourself?If he said "I love you" every day while doing things that hurt you, would you really believe it?
But at this moment, she still wanted to ask Cedric this question, simply and from the bottom of her heart.
"Yes, I will regard you as my most precious treasure, love you and protect you forever—until the day my life ends."
"I love you." Cedric fixed his eyes firmly on the girl's dark brown eyes, and opened his thin lips slightly: "I want to spend my whole life with you. I will try my best to become better and better. It will make you wait too long, trust me."
"I believe in you," Rosalind's eyes were filled with turbulent emotion, and the girl touched her lover's forehead: "Of course I am willing to wait for you, and I will work hard with you, and we will all have a better future." future."
If I want to choose someone to be my partner, besides you, I really can't think of a second choice.
We are each other's exclusive partners.
Cedric looked at the girl standing still in front of him and slightly bent over to make an invitation gesture——
He danced many dances with her, even coaxing her to swear she would only dance with him at Christmas when she was eleven.
Although she said childish words, Rosalind did not seem to dance with anyone other than him afterwards—maybe it was because he was too strict.
How familiar was he with her?
He knows every one of her preferences, and is familiar with every catchphrase and little habit of hers.
Knows she has a sweet tooth - especially sugar and chocolate, but has never eaten anything orange-flavored, nor sweet white chocolate;
Knowing that she likes to stay quietly in bed alone, she doesn't really like to participate in various social activities;
I know she likes red roses, but she doesn't like the cut and packaged ones that you can buy in flower shops...
He even clearly remembered the fingerprint types corresponding to her ten fingers, let alone others?
The dress is flying, the eyes are intertwined, I just want to hold you in my arms, and then whisper in your ear the love that only you can hear.
"We haven't acted in a stage play before, will you be nervous?" Rosalind turned briskly under his guidance, like a light elf.
Cedric took her hand and moved his steps, and replied softly: "It's okay, because I just need to dance with you."
"Aren't you nervous when you're with me?" The girl's face showed a bit of mischievous teasing, like a child who snatched a bunch of candies.
"When my eyes are all about you, I always feel inexplicably at ease." Cedric didn't lie to her. Whenever his eyes fell on her, his eyes would soften a little unconsciously.
Will we end up experiencing parting too?
No, I am willing to exchange everything with Merlin——
I beg him to let us be together forever, and never become passers-by in each other's lives that can only be called memories.
As the last note fell, he should have let go of the hand that was holding her tight, because Gatsby hadn't grasped his love.
But he wasn't Gatsby, he was Cedric Diggory.
He just wanted to try his best to catch the girl named Rosalind Shen in front of him.
"I love you." He said softly.
"I love you too." She gave him the most affirmative answer.
With the busy study and life accompanied by the same tense rehearsal of the stage play, Nelia and Ezel are getting closer - Rosalind is sincerely happy for her with her girl's intuition.
When Rosalind in a misty blue princess dress appeared in front of him, Cedric's first reaction was not to praise her for her beauty like others did, but to take her back to his room and enjoy it alone.
In all fairness, her appearance is not considered all-powerful, and she doesn't go out of her way to dress up on weekdays - but this does not affect her beauty and attractiveness.
She was enough to fascinate him when she didn't wear makeup, but if she put on careful makeup, would it still be okay?
"Mylover." He held out his hand to her.
Rosalind smiled and put her hand on it.
The moment his fingers are clasped, he is Gatsby who is loved by his Daisy.
The stage play was very successful, especially at the end Gatsby and Daisy parted ways - Gatsby was full of pain and reluctance to see Daisy and Tom Buchanan walking off the stage hand in hand, even the last glance No charity was given to him.
He chose to end his life on an empty stage.
The curtain falls, isn't it a prosperous ending?
Many girls cried because of this unrequited love that ended without a cause.
Girls' emotions are the easiest to guess and the hardest to understand. Everyone dreams of Gatsby's uncomplaining love, but when they really become Daisy, how many people can give up the glory and wealth brought by Buchanan's surname? With luxury?
Cedric didn't know why he had such a dream full of desire and even absurdity.
In other words, he never thought that the secret, unknown, slightly evil and dirty little thoughts in his heart would be presented in this way.
In the dream, Rosalind was wearing a sexy red dress, as if she really was a delicate red rose.
She stood in front of the bed and seduced him with her eyes, like a veela, and he was at a loss with burning eyes.
The throat looked like a fire, and even the blood boiled.
……
Closing his eyes and quickly recalling his thoughts, Cedric had to get up quickly to clean up the situation.
Hiss, it's over - there is still morning class today.
After hastily tidying up, Cedric went straight to the classroom with the books.Rosalind had already eaten but was still waiting for him at the seat. When she saw the person coming, she glanced up and jokingly said, "Why are you here now? Will Mr. Nice stay in bed?" Turned up collar.
Cedric's breathing stopped suddenly, and he leaned back as if frightened.
Surprise flashed across Rosalind's face, and she said with some puzzlement: "Your collar is turned up, tidy it up." Then, she handed a piece of fruit pie on the table to Cedric: "Look at you It doesn't look like breakfast anymore, I left a piece for you."
"Oh yes, thank you Rosa." Cedric's ears were red and hot, but in Rosalind's eyes, he seemed to have taken some wrong medicine this morning - or he had achnatherum splendens in his head.
Poor Miss Shen didn't know that her sweetheart, Mr. Diggory, really didn't dare to meet her eyes today.
When Rosalind was about to grab his sleeve and whisper to him, he withdrew his hand suddenly. Seeing the surprise on her face, Cedric coughed uncomfortably, and then hung up again. The husband smiled as standard, and stroked the top of her hair like compensation: "Uh...last night, um...did you sleep well?"
"It's fine, what's the matter?" Rosalind supported her head with one hand and pressed the book with the other. "But I think you didn't sleep well last night."
Hufflepuff's nice Mr. didn't know how to answer this question for a while, and he didn't know if he had a good night's sleep last night.
Looking at his uncomfortable expression, Rosalind was even more puzzled: "What's the matter with you? Did you dream about a dementor last night?"
"Not a dementor." But more powerful than a dementor.Cedric still didn't turn his head to look at her, but stared unnaturally at the fruit tart in front of him.
"Tsk, it's rare to see you faltering in front of me, it's really rare!"
Cedric didn't answer her, and could only pretend to pick up a glass of pumpkin juice to drink to relieve this delicate feeling.
"Did you dream of me last night?" Rosalind narrowed her eyes and asked curiously.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Cedric heard that he choked on a mouthful of pumpkin juice, and Rosalind was also taken aback, and hurriedly found a handkerchief to wipe it for him.
"What's the matter, you? Why are you still choking?" The girl's dark brown eyes were full of concern, and everything her boyfriend did this morning was not quite right.
Cedric took the handkerchief, looked at the girl beside him with gray eyes, swallowed softly and said, "I'm fine, let's go to class first."
The young man known for his gentleness quietly hid his thoughts, buried his hot love deep in his heart, and still said the affectionate "I love you" out of his mouth.
It's just that there is more desire in it, so it is unknown to outsiders.
(For the "..." part, see vb: Return to Twilight)
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