443. Because if you really like it, you really hate it

"You ......" Rita raised a hand as if she was about to get angry, but then fell limply.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What kind of mood do you think I've been smiling in all the time? ”

"Who knows." Jiang Yu deliberately responded in an extremely frivolous tone - if you want this girl to tell the truth, you have to do it.

In this regard, Rita seemed to have given up, and after snorting lightly, she said a little angrily: "Let me add, Yujun, in addition to being a smart person, you are also a very bad smart person. ”

"It's the first time I've been commented on like this, and I'm a little weird." Jiang Yu spread his hands, chuckled and shook his head, and then, his face became serious, "I said it before, Rita is very powerful." ”

"Even if you praise me now, I won't take back my previous evaluation."

Rita let out a snort that meant it was too late.

"I'm not naΓ―ve enough to change other people's perception of me with a beautiful word or two." Jiang Yu raised his eyelids and stared at the vague figure in front of him, "Although evasion is shameful but useful, it is precisely because of this that those figures who do not escape are so dazzling." ”

"I've always longed for that kind of person, and I've always wanted to be like that."

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Are you here to comfort me, or are you here to seek my comfort? ”

"Huh...... I don't know. ”

Jiang Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth, remembering all the encounters he had encountered since he came to this world. All along, it was as if there was a voice in his heart, constantly urging him to move forward. It's like if you stop and you lose your direction, you lose your goal.

If he is really a very strong or confident person, he will never write anything light at the beginning, but take some ideas that he has had before, turn them into games, and then put them on the Internet for people to download.

But he wasn't. He avoided the idea that a game he conceived might not be popular, and instead chose to come up with a classic that had already been tested in the previous world.

Perhaps because of this, when he saw the true white who had been defeated and defeated again and again, he would not hesitate to lend a hand; Seeing that even though his body was bruised and his soul had become tattered, he still chose to stay by Mashiro's side, stubbornly watching each other, and longing to put his dreams on Rita of the other party, he would meddle in this kind of idle matter.

In this world, everyone does not need to be so persistent and unyielding. But at least there must be a handful of people, at least.

Rita, who was in the dark, took the initiative to take a step forward, and saw Jiang Yu's expression clearly by the hazy light shining from the living room.

Then, she laughed softly.

"Now, Yujun, what kind of laugh do you think this is?"

As her eyes flickered, the blonde girl asked with the corners of her mouth curled.

The young man's face was calm, and he pointed to the essence: "Probably a fake smile." ”

Rita, whose knot has not yet been untied, is still unable to show a sincere smile. The question of Mashiro is still hanging over there, like the sword of Damocles, which may fall at any time.

After laughing, Rita took a step back, her face drowning in deep darkness once more.

"I hate Mashiro."

After a long silence, such a fluttering sentence sounded in the quiet space.

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

And Jiang Yu just kept quiet, with a warm color in his eyes.

"When I was in the same room, I always took off my clothes and underwear and threw them around, and I put the cauliflower I hated on my plate......"

"I got lost when I went out without permission, and I didn't care if the room was messy, and I left it all to clean. And he also used other people's paints without authorization, and the brushes were also ......"

"If you had to pour bitter water, the list would be endless. And she's always like she doesn't understand anything, and every time I see it, I'm angry......"

Although she was saying some complaining words, in the thick darkness, Rita's expression became brighter and brighter, and the light in her eyes became more and more bright.

"That's why I hate it the most."

And then, so easily came to the conclusion.

In this regard, Jiang Yu showed a relaxed smile, his eyes were biased to the room on the left side of the real white, and he said softly: "She said so, it's really white." ”

"Huh?"

Rita turned her head in surprise, only to see the door open silently at some point, and a slight crack was opened.

And after Jiang Yu's words fell, a figure in pajamas walked out from behind the door silently.

Jiang Yu shook his head helplessly, and secretly said that after living in the past few months, she has really practiced a good "martial arts"? For example, how to open and close the door silently at night, how to block the gap under the door with clothes, and how to quietly go to and from the bathroom without alarming Jiang Yu, who is often addicted to staying up late and unable to extricate himself......

These are also the reasons why Rita didn't find out that Zhenbai was eavesdropping behind at some point, but Jiang Yu found out.

Many times, it's not that he didn't notice that the other party was staying up late, but as a fellow believer, it was not easy to remind too much, not to mention the relationship between them, in fact, it was not as close as the mouthful of "owners".

Mashiro walked up to Rita with a slight wince, lowered her head, and said in a weak tone, "I'm sorry. ”

"......" Rita didn't answer at the first time, but fell into a long silence, and just when Jiang Yu wondered if she was leaving quietly, she spoke, "What has Zhenbai been thinking all along?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I don't know. ”

"Don't know what?"

"I don't even know what Rita is thinking."

"And now?"

"I don't know."

In the dark, the girl shook her head honestly. Even if he couldn't see Rita's expression, Jiang Yu could imagine the full helplessness and a little annoyance on the other party's face.

Rita bit her lip, showing a slightly lonely look, and looked at the girl in front of her, whom she had spent ten years with her.

However, the next moment, Mashiro's unexpected words made Rita's eyes widen.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice it at all. Because...... I was very happy when I was painting next to Rita and didn't think about anything else. ”

"True White ......"

Rita's body tensed, and her voice trembled, as if she was enduring something. In her mind, Jiang Yu's words that Jiang Yu had said before but were scorned by her suddenly flashed - Rita is different.

"Because it's only when I'm with Rita that I don't feel like I'm alone."

"I ......"

"Because I've always thought it would be nice to have Rita there......"

"How could it be ......?"

"However, I was the only one who was happy. I didn't perceive Rita's feelings, so I'm really sorry. ”

"It's not like that......"

In the face of Mashiro's heartfelt words one after another, Rita kept shaking her head and denied it in a trembling voice. In the end, as if she couldn't suppress the feelings she had been feeling, Rita threw herself into Mashiro's arms, buried her face in Mashiro's chest as if entangled, and cried with sobs.

It was the second tear in 24 hours, but the meaning was completely different from the first.

Jiang Yu smiled with relief and quietly left the place - of course, since the two of them were standing at the door of his current bedroom and talking, he couldn't go back to sleep, so he had to go to the sofa in the living room and fall on it, and breathe a long sigh of relief.

Casually pulling the blanket on the sofa, Jiang Yu yawned and wrapped himself tightly. It's autumn, but it's not yet the weather, so he can't stand it all night.

Before his consciousness fell into chaos, what lingered in his ears were the words of the two girls.

"It's not just Mashiro who thinks so! I'm so happy! I've been able to draw until today because I'm really happy to draw with Mashiro! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Are you sure? ”

"Really! I want to draw with Mashiro all the time! However, Mashiro doesn't look happy at all, and it makes me feel like I'm not in your eyes at all...... That's what I always thought. I feel so scared...... If that's the case, I'm scared...... When I started to think that I was not the only one who thought we were friends, I couldn't stop at all......"

That is the real voice of the heart, and it is the beautiful and dazzling thing that has been precipitated by the two of them for ten years.

"Rita...... Thank you. ”

"Thank you so much all the time."

"I'm sorry, Mashiro. I...... I ......"

"So please Rita, keep drawing."

"I want to draw...... I want to draw all the time. I've been working with Mashiro so far, and I've pinned all of my work on painting...... Because the time I spend with Mashiro is the most important thing for me...... All of my paintings were made with Mashiro...... So I don't want to give up at all! ”

"Well, I know, Rita will continue to draw Rita's."

"Yes, I'm sorry...... Woo~Woo~~"

After that, there were no more words, except for Rita's muffled sobs, which passed through the silence of darkness.

Rita's previous conclusion wasn't wrong.

As she says, she hates Mashiro.

Even in terms of appearance and figure, Mahaku herself is an undoubted beautiful girl. But the various shortcomings of the other party have made these things that could have been attractive all covered up.

After ordinary people live together, there will always be all kinds of contradictions because of each other's differences in some habits and details, not to mention living with a pure white girl like Mashiro who has no common sense of life for ten years.

It's normal to complain, it's normal to be dissatisfied, it's normal to be resentful.

But all of this, instead of keeping Rita away from Mashiro, made the two of them closer.

Because I really like it, I really hate it.

Humans are such complex creatures.

After ten years of getting along, these two people are now closely linked.

Even if you don't rely on words, just painting next to each other is a strong bond that surpasses anyone else. It must be because each other is seriously integrated into the painting, and no one can shake it, and no one can deface it.

In the silence of time, after the years are old, they will definitely become each other's most cherished friends.

Before falling asleep, Jiang Yu's mind echoed words that would make people too shy to say it.

……

"Brother!"

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Yu let out an unconscious murmur in his mouth, knocking off the hand that was pulling his quilt in his body.

"Brother! You're up soon! ”

The girl wearing a hamster cloak looked at her brother who was unmoved, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "It's almost noon now, huh?" Miss Rita is already preparing lunch, huh? It's British cuisine! ”

"No...... Don't ......" Jiang Yu frowned, half-asleep and half-awake in his subconscious words, "Don't want British food...... ...... who will die"

"Wow!" Xiao Bury exclaimed, "Will there be a dead person?!" ”

I don't know when I also came here Zhenbai, and when he heard the words, he answered: "Jiang Yu's cooking is more delicious." ”

"Woo~~" Xiao Bury instantly let out a small sad sound, and hurriedly pulled the thin blanket on Jiang Yu's body again, "Get up quickly, brother!" ”

And Rita, who was preparing lunch in the open kitchen, was dissatisfied when she heard this: "Don't say it so much! Although I do think that I am not as good as Yujun's cooking, I haven't reached that much...... yes, the level of dark cuisine, right?! ”

"Rita, you're so stubborn."

"It's not a question of stubbornness, is it?"

"Rita, don't admit defeat."

Probably annoyed by the noise, Jiang Yu sat up from the sofa all of a sudden, rubbing his headache while looking around a little dazedly.

Soon, the memory of last night began to revive little by little, and when he saw the two of them arguing like no one else, he was stunned at first, and then immediately showed a heartfelt smile.

In this way, this is probably the way they should get along with each other, right?

Pushing away his sister's hand, Jiang Yu stumbled a little in the direction of the bathroom. I was a little tired and my head was a little hot - no doubt a precursor to a slight cold.

It seems that this body is not as strong as he imagined.

However, this level of discomfort, even if you don't take medicine, as long as you don't sleep on the sofa at night, you will slowly get better. Therefore, Jiang Yu didn't seem to care too much, and after washing up, he ate the lunch prepared by Rita.

Lunch certainly can't be as abstract as "looking up at the stars", it's a very ordinary chowder soup, with white bread that seems to have been bought from outside.

The chowder contains all sorts of things, including potatoes, turnips, beef, and diced mushrooms sprinkled on the noodles. I want to smell the aroma and think like that, and after the mouth, not to mention how delicious it is, at least it doesn't make people feel hard to swallow.

Jiang Yu, who thought that the chowder soup was a Chinese dish, understood that in fact, the British would also stew miscellaneous things together like this, as for whether it is delicious or not, it has a bit of a resigned taste.

The dull past of lunchtime, the atmosphere between Rita and Mashiro is not as depressing as before. The only thing worth mentioning is probably because a certain two girls don't like to eat turnips, so Jiang Yu had to eat three servings of turnips, and finally swelled alone, lying on his back on the sofa, unable to move. I want to talk about "Programmer in the Second Yuan" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~