"It's a pity that our family does not have the qualification to open a business place in the school, otherwise I would have to find someone to compete with her!"

Chris said with striking words.

"She?" Wien asked knowingly.

"Oh, it's that guy named Goli Edgeworth." Chris's expression became less beautiful. "I dared to provoke me today."

provocative???

Could it be that the reason why Song Li is so proactive is because she is stimulated by Chris?

Wien carefully recalled what Ge Li had said to him just now, but his mind quickly went off his feet.

Should I say that I am becoming more and more accustomed to indulging in her tenderness, or is the relationship between the two really undergoes essential changes?

Doing those...excessive things with her is even more enjoyable than the pleasure brought by Chris.

No, I can't think so!

He shook his head suddenly.

Chris looked at him strangely: "What are you thinking?"

"Ah? I didn't think of anything." Wien smiled a little reluctantly.

It's over.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he might not be too far from the ending of being hatched in the future.

There was nothing in his face, and Chris reminded him intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't be hiding something important to me if I find you."

"How could it be! Aren't we together every day?"

Wien was both guilty and distressed.

After looking at no one around him, Chris suddenly lowered his voice.

"Have you made a plan with Richard?"

Wien was stunned for a moment, then realized that what she was talking about was promoting the reconciliation of the two brothers.

"The route is roughly determined, but the specific plan is not yet." He said with some worries. "Richard said he could find a better time, just wait."

"But don't wait and let the opportunity pass away in vain."

Chris seemed not optimistic, "If he could seize the opportunity, he wouldn't have had a cold war with Lawrence for so many years... You should go up and push it at this time."

"It should be just recently?" Wien couldn't be sure.

"I'm sure I'm sure I'll follow his tone. Of course, I'll also pay close attention to the progress."

After learning a little about the situation of the two people, Chris relaxed and sighed a long time.

"Always worrying about such things will really make people feel older." She felt a little bored.

...Don't say it's as good as you are in your seventies and eighties?

"It seems that I have always been worried about it. Even if I want to be old, I will be older than you." He complained subconsciously.

"Actually, I want to thank you very much."

Chris suddenly thanked sincerely.

"Hmm?" Wien looked at her in surprise.

"I'm not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships," she said with one hand on her chin. "In the past, when I heard others complaining to me, I just felt that I had worked so hard, so why do I have to understand the hardship of another person?"

Ah this.

Wien didn't know what to say for a moment.

Just talking about the situation with herself, Wien really doesn't think she is so indifferent.

She has many friends who often care about the people around her and even share what she does every day with herself. Although she occasionally gets a little angry, she will not refuse to communicate with herself because of this.

Apart from traveling through time, nothing about her is secret to herself.

However, the image she described seemed to be not the same person as the one she knew.

"Now, thinking about it, many things... If you weren't in front of you, maybe my life wouldn't have been so easy." She was a little emotional.

Wien was a little at a loss.

"Why did you suddenly say this?" He comforted far-fetchedly: "Don't identify yourself with a stereotype, maybe it's just a moment of bad mood."

Chris blinked at him. "Oh? That's what you think?"

Wien nodded like pounding garlic.

"Well, what kind of person am I in your heart?" she asked curiously.

"Well……"

Wien got stuck.

This is hard to describe.

[Gentle] doesn't seem to have anything to do with her, [Cute] seems to be too powerless.

Chris didn't urge him, just waiting for his next sentence.

"Yes - someone who will be foolish because of sincerity."

Wien regretted this sentence as soon as he blurted out.

Her expression suddenly became indescribable: "What is this strange expression?"

Soon, she gave up on this meaningless attempt.

"Forget it... I don't expect you to say anything nice."

Wien felt relieved.

This is much harder than writing a few love letters that are so numb that they are curled up.

...

Tasia has encountered some troubles recently.

It’s not because of any twists and turns in academics or friendships. It’s better to say that since the transfer of classes, my campus life has been smooth sailing.

But perhaps when you get something in one aspect, you will lose something on the other hand.

It’s like whenever you finally solve some difficulties, new difficulties will always arise in life.

And the difficulties encountered this time are difficult to seek help from others.

Even, it is difficult to mention to others.

I don’t know when, but she found that she could not listen carefully to the teacher’s teachings wholeheartedly.

Since she saw the story of "Mr. Mask", she would unconsciously imagine what it would look like under the teacher's mask.

Is that face very handsome?

Or ugly and old?

She has had many imaginative speculations about why this person is so dedicated to helping herself, but those speculations are finally overturned one by one by one by one by one.

No answer.

My teacher is full of mystery.

But the teacher was very resistant to his exploration of his true face, so Tasia could only bury all these doubts in her heart.

However, she ignores the magic of the word "secret" itself.

The more I get the answer, the more curious I feel.

So, I could 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 staged an indescribable plot in the story of "Mr. Mask".

After waking up from a nightmare scene, she felt ashamed and angry.

The teacher is so kind to me, how can he slander him like this in his sleep?

But at the same time, problems that have never been thought about before have begun to emerge one by one.

In theory, he could choose to meet him at any time, but in such a long time, he had never encountered any embarrassing scenes.

Bathing, cleaning, changing clothes... He avoided every possible situation where he could step on a mine.

Can luck do this?
Chapter completed!