"It's a pity that our family doesn't have the license to open a business premises in the academy, otherwise I would have to find someone to compete with her!"
Chrissy said plausibly.
"Her?" Wayne asked knowingly.
"Oh, it's that guy named Songli Edgeworth." Chris's expression became unsightly. "She dared to provoke me today."
provocative? ? ?
Could it be that the reason why Song Li was so proactive was because he was stimulated by Chris?
Wayne carefully recalled what Song Li had just said to him, but his mind quickly went astray.
Should I say that he is becoming more and more accustomed to indulging in her tenderness, or that the relationship between the two has indeed changed fundamentally?
Doing those...excessive things with her even brought more pleasure than Chris.
No, you can’t think like that!
He shook his head violently.
Chris looked at him strangely: "What are you thinking about?"
"Ah? I didn't think about anything." Wayne smiled a little reluctantly.
It's over.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that he might not be too far away from being killed by a hatchet in the future.
Nothing could be seen from his face, so Chrissy reminded him intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't let me find out that you are hiding something important from me."
"How could it be! Aren't we together every day?"
Wayne felt guilty and distressed.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her side, Chris suddenly lowered her voice.
"Have you and Richard made a plan?"
Wayne was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that she was talking about a plan to promote the reconciliation of the two brothers.
"The general route has been determined, but the specific plan is not yet available." He said with some annoyance. "Richard said he could find a better time, but he just had to wait."
"Don't wait and let the opportunity go to waste."
Chris didn't seem optimistic about the situation, "If he could seize the opportunity, he wouldn't have been in a cold war with Lawrence for so many years... At this time, you should go up and give him a push."
"It should have been in the recent past, right?" Wayne wasn't sure.
"Listening to his tone, he is indeed very confident. - Of course I will also pay close attention to the progress."
After learning a little about the situation of the two people, Chris relaxed and let out a long sigh.
"Worrying about this kind of thing all the time really makes people mentally aged." She felt a little annoyed.
...Don't talk like you are seventy or eighty years old, okay?
"It seems that I have always worried more. Even if I get old, I will age faster than you." He subconsciously complained.
"Actually, I really want to thank you."
Chris suddenly thanked her sincerely.
"Huh?" Wayne looked at her in surprise.
"I'm not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships." She said, holding her chin with one hand. "In the past, when I heard other people complaining to me, I would just think that I was having a hard time too, so why should I understand another person's hard work?"
Ah this.
Wayne didn't know what to say.
Speaking of how she got along with him, Wayne really didn't think she was that cold.
She has many friends, often cares about the people around her, and even takes the initiative to share with herself what she does every day. Although I occasionally have a little temper, I will not refuse to communicate with myself because of it.
Except for the matter of time travel, nothing about her is secret to herself.
However, the image she described in her mouth did not seem to be the same person as the person she knew.
"Now that I think about it, there are many things...if you hadn't stood in front of me, maybe my life wouldn't have been so easy." She said with emotion.
Wayne was at a loss.
"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?" He comforted in a far-fetched way: "Don't give yourself a certain stereotype. Maybe it's just a bad mood."
Chrissy blinked at him. "Oh? Is that what you think?"
Wayne nodded.
"Then, what kind of person am I in your mind?" she asked curiously.
"Well……"
Wayne was stuck.
It's hard to describe.
[Gentle] seems to be incompatible with her, and [Lovely] seems too weak.
Chris didn't push her, she just waited for his next step.
"He is a person who will make fools out of sincerity."
Wayne regretted this sentence as soon as he said it.
Her expression suddenly became unspeakable: "What kind of strange expression is this?"
Soon, she gave up this pointless attempt.
"Forget it... I don't expect you to say anything nice."
Wayne was relieved.
This is much harder than writing a few love letters that make your hands and feet curl up.
…
Tasia has been having some troubles lately.
It's not that there were any setbacks in school or friendship. Rather, my campus life has been smooth sailing since I changed classes.
But, maybe when you gain something in one aspect, you will lose something in another aspect.
Just like every time I finally solve some difficulties, a bunch of new difficulties always appear in my life.
And with the difficulties I encountered this time, it was difficult to seek help from others.
It's even hard to mention it to others.
She didn't know when she started to realize that she couldn't listen to the teacher's teachings wholeheartedly.
Ever since she saw the story of "Mr. Mask", she would always unconsciously imagine what the teacher would look like under the mask.
That face, isn't it handsome?
Or is it ugly and old?
She had many wild guesses about why this person was so dedicated to helping her, but in the end, she overturned those guesses one by one.
There is no answer.
My whole teacher is a mystery.
But the teacher was very resistant to exploring his true identity, so Tasia could only bury all these doubts in her heart.
However, she ignored the magic power of the word "secret" itself.
The more I don't get an answer, the more curious I become.
Therefore, I can only be tortured by this curiosity more and more.
For several nights in a row, she dreamed of the mysterious teacher sneaking into her room in the middle of the night and performing the indescribable plot in the story of "Mr. Mask".
After waking up from the nightmare-like scene, she only felt ashamed and angry.
The teacher is usually so kind to me, how could I slander him like this in my sleep?
But at the same time, problems that had never been considered in detail began to emerge one by one.
Theoretically, he could choose to meet him at any time, but in such a long time, he had never encountered any embarrassing scene.
Bathing, cleaning, changing clothes... he avoided every possible situation that might lead to a surprise. He avoided it with extreme precision.
Is it possible to do this just by luck?
When thinking about this, Tasia's expression was very exciting.
