After thinking for a moment and pretending to be calm, I still asked the previous question: "Don't look at me like that, I'll be shy." I'm looking forward to it, and if you don't want to tell it today, then another day. ”

Miller's eyes gurgled and he said, "Then another day!"

Hearing this, I stood up, made it look like I was going to sleep, spread my hands, and straightened my waist to go back to my room. I only did this because I knew that Miller's mind must be very serious now, and why I said that, it was because I was sure that Miller's mind must be thinking about her past. I didn't know where to start for a while, so much so that she looked at me like this now, but she didn't know if I was reliable standing in front of her. Will she tell others the secret she told me? This is because we are human beings for a short time. Maybe in her heart, I'm just an unreliable guy at all. Although I have been with her all day today, after all, I have only known her for a long time. But I still have a little regret on my mental side, until the moment I walked to the door of my room, I was still fantasizing about whether she would stop me and tell me what she was thinking.

But all these thoughts were superfluous self-righteousness on my part, thinking that the story of this day would add to my opinion in her heart, but I forgot that we had an argument in the morning, and perhaps this was the biggest reason why she was reluctant to confide in me.

I stood in front of the door for a moment, and finally walked into my room. When I got back to my room, I stood in front of my room and looked at Miller who was still sitting on the sofa, she still looked so beautiful and dazzling, but there was a faint sadness on her face. I wanted to go over and talk to her, but now that I'm back in my room, what words did I use to block what I had just said? I finally closed the door.

This door seemed to separate me from Millet at once. My heart was so confused that I wanted to open the door to see if Millet was still on the couch at the moment. But I couldn't find any reason for me to go out for a while. So I could only lean my back against the door and sit in a daze.

I don't know how long it took me to hear Miller's footsteps, and she seemed to have entered her room, so I quietly opened my door and peeked out. I don't know why I did it. But I did it anyway.

My eyes looked around the living room, where there was no Millet, so I opened the door and walked in. As soon as I walked into the living room, Miller surprisingly walked out. We just happened to meet.

I smiled slightly and said, "I thought you were sleeping, so I wanted to come out and smoke a cigarette." ”

I shoved it into my pocket, making it look like I was going to pull out a cigarette. Millet said casually, oh. He walked towards the couch. Then sit still.

I followed him over, and when I sat down, I said, "Why haven't you slept yet, aren't you tired after a day of walking today?"

Miller asked rhetorically, "Didn't you sleep too?"

I said, "I just came to smoke a cigarette and went to sleep after that." I've walked so far with you today, if you don't get tired, you will become a fairy. I'm not a fairy, so after I smoke a cigarette, I'm going to sleep. ”

When Miller heard this, he seemed a little disappointed, maybe it was just my wishful thinking! Or maybe it was a casual expression of Miller that I misunderstood, but at the moment I really seemed to be spending more time with this beautiful and sad beautiful tenant. Perhaps this can ease her chaotic thoughts at the moment a little, and relieve her indescribable sadness. But I don't know how to release the heart that is imprisoned by her.

For a moment, I had to do the same thing as I had just said I was going to smoke a cigarette and go back to my room when I was done, so I took a cigarette out of my pocket, and somehow I seemed to ask this beautiful tenant to light it for me.

So, the devil sent the gods, I took out my cigarette and said to Miller, "Can you light me a cigarette?" ”

Millet seemed to have heard a big joke, laughed out loud, laughed all the tears out of her eyes, and then wiped the tears that came out of the laughter with her tender little hands.

I was puzzled for a while, I just asked her to light me a cigarette, and she laughed and turned her back. I'm mentally saying that it's really a strange beauty who is inexplicable, witty, and clueless.

After laughing for a while, and after wiping away the tears that had been drained from the laughter, she straightened up, straightened her chest, and said to me with a straight face, "You are repeating what you just said." ”

So, I repeated what I had just said: Can you light me a cigarette? ”

Millet laughed again, just not as exaggerated as he had just been. I'm wonderful. I don't know why she laughed because of my words, I asked myself in my heart, can I compare with Uncle Zhao Benshan, he is also a natural laughing star, and he can make people laugh when he opens his mouth.

But I am self-aware, I am definitely not as powerful as Uncle Zhao Benshan, nor do I have the respectable and admirable and lovely face of Uncle Zhang. It makes you want to laugh when you look at it.

I asked myself, but I didn't find a reason to make Miller laugh, so I had to wait for Miller's approval.

After laughing this time, Miller sat up straight again, straightened his waist, and looked at me with a straight face, looking at me for a few seconds, and I had mixed feelings in my heart. I don't know how she's going to approve my words. Lest she say something about me, words that make me indigestible.

After silently waiting for a few seconds to look at her, Miller finally spoke: "I thought I heard it wrong, so I asked again, I really didn't expect you to ask me to give you some cigarettes, the little girl really admires your courage, but it's a pity that the little woman won't light a cigarette for people like you, because you are not my dish, so you don't have to daydream." It's better not to dream of me again, for if you dream of me, it will be a nightmare, because I will beat you up in my dreams so that you dare to say such an unreasonable and unreasonable thing in front of Miss Ben. Hopefully this is the first and last time, and it's better not to put forward such ridiculous conditions in front of me. The consequences of being responsible are severe. ”

As she spoke, Miller made a fist with her small, thin-skinned and tender hands, and shook it in front of me. I broke out in a cold sweat...