[Comprehensive] Please accept my continuous affection

I really wanted to rush up and fight Gongya.

That guy still dared to stare at me, could it be me who released the pigeons?

It is absolutely impossible for me to give this guy a couple keychain!

Compared with Mr. Hong, he is much better. He is gentle, measured and caring. The key is that he is handsome.

Why should I waste my youth on a man like Kyoya? I'm not a fool.

Especially what happened tonight, I realized even more deeply that in the vast world, there are not a few people who are as cold and handsome as Kyouya.

He has a better temper than Gong Mi!

Thinking of this, I turned my eyes away from the two of them, pushed the open door in front of me, and planned to ignore Kyousya and enter the house directly.

In a short time, I won't be talking to Hibari Kyouya again.

"Miss Sen Luo!"

Cao Bi-kun probably saw me turn around and wanted to go straight into the house, so he hurriedly called me again.

Of course he didn't dare to urge Gongya to come forward to talk to me, so he could only glance at Gongya carefully, probably praying in his heart that his dear Chairman would not be too straight.

After all, it was the innocent Cao Bi-kun who called me, and I could pretend not to hear the first call and sneak away, but it would be too rude to ignore the second call.

I cast my gaze over again, put my hand on the door, but didn't move anymore.

Kyouya suddenly looked away.

He kept the posture of holding the crutches, said "I'm going back", and turned and entered the house without hesitation, leaving only Mr. Kusakabe with a face as if he had been struck by lightning.

I:? ? ?

I decided not to say a word to Hibari Kyouya again this month!

Fuck!

I entered the room angrily, and caught the attention of Kusuo who was sitting at the dining table making eye contact with luxurious handmade coffee jelly.

He gave me a look, saw that I was angry, and cared about me very conscientiously: "Why, did you meet that straight boy next door?"

...I found out that the nickname he gave Kyoya was different every time.

"It doesn't matter what the code name is." Kusuo waved at me, "Don't think about that heartless brat, come on, let's be one and half, okay?"

Miraculously, this guy would give me half of my beloved coffee jelly.

Kusuo urged me to get a knife to cut the jelly, and at the same time corrected me pretending to be calm: "I just don't hate coffee jelly, I don't love it. And this is what you worked hard to win, and I didn't intend to monopolize it. "

Tsk tsk, he speaks in a consistent manner, which is quite principled.

Because of Kusuo Tsundere's words, I was relieved from the dull mood after meeting Kyoya. I quickly found a fruit/knife and cut the coffee jelly in two.

"Eat the one with more cream." I generously pushed half of the coffee jelly to Kusuo, "I'll just eat this."

"Okay." Kusuo nodded, happily took the coffee jelly in front of him.

Seeing Kusuo enjoying his meal, I couldn't help but laugh too.

The sweet taste of coffee jelly spreads in the mouth, and I deeply believe that the so-called "dessert can make people feel better" theory is definitely not groundless.

Moreover, the way Kusuo was eating was quite different from his usual indifference. It really made people feel that the coffee jelly in his mouth was a little bit delicious.

Suddenly, I became a little curious about Kusuo's life: "Didn't there be coffee jelly in the era of Kusuo's life?"

Kusuo's spirit body is wearing a modern black T-shirt and jeans, and he has a high acceptance of things like mobile phones and TVs. I prefer that he used these things when he was alive.

Kusuo's tone was calm: "Well, my mother used to buy it every week and put it in the refrigerator. I also used my pocket money to buy this... By the way, I also bought a coffee jelly machine before, that is. The kind is very convenient, after stuffing the ingredients in, the kind of coffee jelly will come out, and there are many beautiful molds as a gift, if..."

He paused: "If I knew you at that time, I could make it for you."

……

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified, what happened?

Could it be that Kusuo died recently and became a soul?

This can also explain the reason why he is obviously useless and has no special abilities that he is good at, but he was chosen by my personality who can summon spirit bodies with special abilities-is it because he is unwilling to be reconciled to reality and still obsessed with reality?

But looking at Kusuo's appearance, how could he die suddenly?

car accident?disease?Or some other accident?

"What nonsense are you thinking?" Kusuo said grimly, "Don't make up some sensational drama, I have been dead for at least 100 years. And didn't I tell you? I died to save the world. of."

……cough.

After all this time, I'm still not used to being listened to.

I was a little embarrassed, and complained under cover: "It's weird for anyone to say that he died because he saved the world, okay?"

"That's the truth." Kusuo stuffed the rest of the coffee jelly into his mouth, went straight to the sofa and lay down, "I live in an era where everyone has no personality, although occasionally someone has supernatural powers, but it's rare ...Okay, come and help me turn on the TV after eating, my detective drama is coming to an end today."

The Age of No Personality?That must have been more than 100 years ago.

But Kusuo, I sometimes doubt whether he is telling the truth or not.

"I never lie." Kusuo pointed at the TV, "Turn on the TV, turn on the TV."

"Fart, you said you don't hate coffee jelly."

"I didn't hate it at all."

"Obviously I like it to death!"

I glared at him, leaned over and pressed the power switch of the TV series.

Because only Kusuo is watching the TV at home, the volume and channel are fixed.

"You can hear it so quietly." I muttered.

"It's okay, it's quiet at night, and the voice can be heard clearly." Kusuo said, "Although I can stay up late, I can't disturb you or the neighbors sleeping, and don't they have subtitles?"

I looked at the advertisement that was still going on on the TV screen, and asked casually: "Today is the finale?"

"Well, do you want to watch it?" Kusuo raised his eyebrows and glanced at me curiously, "But it's two o'clock in the middle of the night after the ending, don't you have to go to school tomorrow?"

"I'll just ask casually." Then, I turned and went upstairs, "Then I'll go to sleep, good night."

"Good night." Probably because Kusuo was in a better mood today, he even said one more sentence to me, "Have a good dream."

……

I suspect that Kusuo's ability is the word spirit.

Otherwise, I couldn't have such a weird dream.

The scene is today's dessert shop, and the characters are me and Mr. Hong.

The event is a soba game in progress.

I behaved as perfectly as I did during the day, quickly picked up the soba noodles, and brought them to Mr. Hong's mouth.

It may have only been more than a minute, and the lady clerk pinched her watch to congratulate us on our success.

I turned my head in relief and looked at Senior Hong: "That's great! Senior!"

With the last mouthful of noodles in his mouth, Senior Toro sucked the soba noodles leaking out of his lips into his mouth, and licked his lips with his tongue.

"Well, great." He smiled too.

Something weird happened at this moment.

I don't know if the me in my dream ate something ruthless, or if I was fascinated by the beauty, I actually took out a tissue from the toilet paper on the table next to me in a smooth manner, and leaned over, Pressed the corner of Senior Hong's mouth.

Senior Hong seemed surprised by my actions, his eyes widened slightly, but he didn't stop me.

I don't know how long it took before he quietly grabbed my wrist and said in a low voice, "Couple buckle, give me one."

……

I woke up with a real fright.

The clock on the bedside table showed that it was past three o'clock, and it was still pitch black outside.

I pissed off and rolled out of bed, rummaging through the jacket I was wearing today, and found the two keychains I won today.

A man and a woman, fortunately, they are all there.

I breathed a sigh of relief, my brain was still a little confused.

There were even scenes in my mind of me holding a snow-white tissue in my dream and slowly wiping Senior Hong's lips.

...I'm really daring.

Or take a sip of water to suppress the shock.

I couldn't control the nerves that replayed Mr. Hong's appearance in my brain, so I could only go downstairs silently while feeling ashamed in my heart.

The living room did not turn on the lights, only the light of the screen flickered on.

Kusuo looked at me who was going downstairs blankly, and asked, "What? I couldn't sleep because I had a dream?"

I didn't bother to talk to the straight man with a sharp tongue. I poured myself a glass of water and planned to go back upstairs to sleep as soon as possible.

Glancing at the TV screen before heading upstairs, I realized that it was playing a snake disaster movie with a slight horror factor.

Also, now that the detective drama is over, he's definitely going to have to watch something else.

I paused, and went back behind the sofa with the cup in my hand.

Kusuo's back stiffened.

"I said, is this the movie channel?"

I squinted at the TV.

"The movie channel can't play detective series, right? Kusuo-kun, who tuned the channel for you?"

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