Sogu moved further in, sat on the edge of the bed towards Kirin, and lay down next to him.

The two looked at the ceiling.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not completely closed, and the light from the street passed through the gaps, shone into the room, and rippled on the ceiling.

"bell……"

"——When I feel sleepy, I will go back to sleep."

Zonggu pursed his lower lip, raised his head slightly, and pushed the pillow towards her.

"alright."

His head fell on the pillow again, and he turned over, facing away from her.

Asagiri Ling also turned over and pressed up from behind.

"We used to sleep together like this."

"Don't talk nonsense, I still remember it."

"After you fall asleep."

"..."

She put her hands on his waist, "You wake up sometimes, don't you."

"...At first, I thought Ling was scared because she was sleeping alone, so I just pretended I didn't notice."

When they were still in the children's welfare home, the two lived alone in the same room most of the time, with beds facing each other and only two or three meters between them. Occasionally, she got off her bed and squeezed into his bed, and he discovered

She will also pretend not to know until she goes back on her own.

"Do you still feel that way now?" she asked.

Zonggu shook his head, "Of course not."

"Then what do you think now?"

He didn't speak.

Asagiri Suzu didn't speak again for a while, she just caressed his body, making them closer to each other.

Silence is no match for the festival in the streets and cannot last long.

"I still remember what you said before."

"What?"

She said softly: "You said that no matter whether you choose Jingzi or Hongzi in the end, you will never let me leave."

Zongya also remembered it immediately.

Although this idea has not changed now, it took him a while before he responded: "Of course."

"Why?" she asked again.

"Because a bell is a... bell."

"Childhood sweetheart?"

"Um."

"What are childhood sweethearts?"

"Someone I grew up with...at least for me."

"Well." Her hand explored forward, found his hand, and held it with him, "Then what."

"Important people."

"Is it more important than lovers?"

"..."

Zong Gu was silent for a while, turned over and looked at her: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to know what you think of me."

Asagiri Ling stroked his cheek, "What kind of existence is the so-called childhood sweetheart to you?"

"...Childhood sweethearts are childhood sweethearts."

She put it another way: "To you, am I different from them?"

He knew very well who they were in her mouth, and also understood what their "labels" were at this time. "Everyone is different from others."

"I'm family?"

"We are family."

"Then in your family, which position do I occupy? Mother, sister, or wife?"

Zong Gu took a deep breath: "Ling..."

"Don't run away." She pressed his face, not allowing him to look away, "Answer me."

After a moment of silence, Zongya held her hand and said, "If it were just me and Suzu's family, then Suzu would be my wife."

Asagiri Suzu was very happy, but what she wanted to say did not end there.

"There is no need for such self-deceptive restrictions. It's just you and me now. Our words will not be heard by a third person. You only need to answer me: Are your feelings for me the same as for a lover?"

"..."

Is it because they have been together for too long and have become accustomed to each other's intimacy, or is it because he is deliberately ignoring it and using "childhood sweetheart" as an excuse to deceive himself and others?

When he realized that he wanted to avoid this question again, Soya already understood the answer.

"yes."

He likes her, the way a lover likes her.

"Me too." Chao Wuling leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

Zong Gu looked at her, as silent as if he was exhausted.

She kissed the side of his face again, then stood up and kissed his forehead.

"Accepting yourself calmly will make you feel better."

"..."

Zonggu raised his eyes, sat up and looked at Kirin.

"Have you thought of an answer to this afternoon's question?"

He also sat up, "What's the problem?"

"What Miss Hanada said."

"Huatian...is there only one person who is worthy of my sincerity?"

"Um."

"Is it a bell?"

Chaogiri Ling shook his head, understanding that he still didn't realize the real problem.

She picked up the mobile phone placed on the bedside and handed it over: "Let her tell you the answer."

Although it was already late at night, Tsukuyomi was definitely not asleep at this time. Souya hesitated for a moment, but still sent him a message.

After receiving the inquiry, Tsukuyomi's reply was a phone call, and the person on the other end of the phone call was Hanada Natsuna.

"Sotani-kun?"

"Miss Hanada?...It's me."

"Sorry, sorry~" came her laughter from the other side, "I just said it casually, I didn't expect you to be troubled by this problem to this point... Ah, but although it was said casually, it was not said casually.

You're right, I'm pretty good at judging people."

"..."

Asagiri Suzu turned on the bedside lamp, and Sogu glanced at her without telling her that there was someone else who really cared about this matter.

"So, what's the answer?"

"Sotani-kun, do you really not understand?" Hanada Natsuna asked.

"I don't understand, so I hope Miss Hanada can tell me directly."

"I can't blame you." The other person laughed again, "'Unawareness' can be said to be a label for people like Sotani-kun."

"..."

Zonggu frowned.

Through the microphone, Huatian Xiacai seemed to be able to see his impatience and stopped talking in circles:

"Okay, let's reveal the answer - for Soya-kun, the only person worthy of your sincerity is yourself."

Zonggu's lips moved but he didn't speak.
To be continued...