"But don't get excited, I'm not sure yet." Bernie said.

"Not sure? You're not sure yourself? No way? Bartlet wondered.

"Didn't you say that I'm still a junior brother in the love field, since I'm a junior brother, of course I don't understand anything! So I'm going to ask you this master! Bernie flattered.

"Uh...... Didn't you keep saying I didn't do my job...... I'm a little unaccustomed to your sudden modesty......" Bartlet's right index finger scratched his cheek.

"Well, since you can call this master! Then I'll teach you a hard time! ”

"Uh-huh, please." Bernie nodded hurriedly.

"Okay, first I'll have to check it out and ask a few questions." Bartlet asked, wiping his hands with the napkins beside him.

"Who is the other party? Oh, I'm just a little curious about which one of these powerful people can get you a nerd. Nina, the daughter of Hebrew, the commander of the Imperial Capital Guards? Or Peggy, the youngest daughter of the Chancellor's family? Neither? That's not right...... In addition to these two words, the number one in the aristocratic circle, you have told me bad things about them behind your back, such as the daughter of the chief of justice's family is too rude or something...... It can't be those aristocratic ladies who don't make it into the stream, right? Or civilians? Bartlet asked.

It's just that Bartlet didn't wait for Bernie to speak, so he continued,

"Forget it, don't say it, forget it, you will succeed in the future, we are a family, and then bring it over to know each other, if it doesn't happen, it's a stranger, I'm too lazy to remember so many names, just like the one just now, I didn't ask her name, man, just remember your wife's name, the rest, so much, who remembers!" Bartlet waved his hand.

"So, why do you say it's like you're in love, but it's not sure yet?"

"This ...... I don't know if it's a feeling of being in love......" Bernie looked at the sky as if reminiscing.

"I remember you said that when you see a girl, your face is hot and her heart beats faster, she doesn't know what to say, she can't even move her legs and doesn't know how to put her hands, that's emotional."

"Oh~ remember to be very careful......" Bartlet nodded twice with his hands on his chest.

"And then? Do you fit all of them? ”

"Hmm." Bernie nodded.

"Oh...... That's basically confirmed, but this is just a 'preliminary screening', compared to the hot face, it may be that the sun is too hot and the weather is too hot, I don't know what to say, maybe it's just because your mouth is stupid, your legs can't move, it may be because you have cramps, etc., these are all unexpected factors, if you want to confirm accurately......" Bartlet's hands on his chest said with his head in his head, looking very professional.

"I ask you, how does she make you feel when you are with her?"

"Feelings?" Bernie groaned, as if in serious thought.

"She gave me a ...... How so...... Oh, it's clean, it's purposeless, it's simple...... Oh, that doesn't seem right......" Bernie shook his head,

"All in all, it's a very special feeling!" Bernie outlined.

"A special feeling?!" Bartlet repeated.

"Yes!" Bernie nodded in confirmation.

"Then you don't have to ask the next question." Bartlet said in a firm tone.

"Why?" Bernie asked very cooperatively.

"Because love is blind, like, do you think she's pretty? Definitely, right? I like someone, no matter how I look at it, I think she looks good! ”

"Pretty? …… Not really. ”

"Not pretty? Ordinary-looking? I can't think of you, brother, you are still a person who doesn't look at the appearance and only looks at the connotation. Bartlet laughed.

"No, no, no, it's not ordinary at all, it's not pretty, but it's cute." Bernie seemed to remember something, and a smile came to his face.

"Oh, it's over, I saw your giggle at this time and knew that you were poisoned, why did I say that love is blind? Now that you have been sure that you have fallen in love, then, in your eyes, you feel good about her. ”

"For example...... Surely you think that she is approaching you and is not greedy for your power and your money, is she? ”

"I approached her first...... Besides, with her ......" was interrupted before Bernie's retort could be finished.

"All you have to do is say yes or no." Bartlet said.

"Well, yes." Bernie agreed.

"You must think she looks good when she laughs." Bartlet was sure.

"Yes......"

……

"Well, now that it's decided, it's certain that you like her. Now that it's decided, if it goes well, you won't be able to come to me, so ...... next."

"Does she know who you are?" Bartlet asked, looking up.

"Yes." Bernie replied cooperatively.

"With your status, even an ordinary princess has to give some face...... Don't talk about other noble ladies, if you know your identity, you can't do it...... Oh, and I can't rule it out that I want to attract you, and I want to get away with it......" Bartlet muttered.

"What do you call each other when you usually meet? Name called? Or is it called a nickname? Bartlet asked, looking up.

"It's called a senior sister, a senior." Bernie replied.

"How can you do this! Salutation is a manifestation of closing the distance! When people meet and greet people, they must be called first, and seniors are the most distant names! When you first meet and say hello, you are the most distant! So what progress is there to talk about?! A good start is half the battle! You can't do that! Gotta change! Teacher Bartlet accused.

……

In the afternoon, it's still that corner of the garden, it's still that chair.

Bernie was here again, and sure enough, the girl sat in her chair as usual, her head down and intently writing and drawing in her notebook.

The afternoon sun shone on the long white and golden hair, and the chair seemed to be a little too high for the girl, and the girl sat on it with a pair of small feet in standard black leather shoes that could not touch the ground, and a pair of small feet dangled mischievously in the air......

It seems that because he can't bear to break such a beautiful picture, it is not the first time that Bernie has been here, and it is not the first time that he has unconsciously slowed down...... Hold your breath......

"Hello!" Bernie said hello.

"Huh?" The girl looked up, but quickly recognized the comer.

"Hello, Senior Bernie, what's the matter?" The girl smiled warmly, and the pair of shallow dimples on her face were exposed, which was particularly good-looking.

It seemed that because the other party remembered his name, Bernie felt that his heartbeat, which was already fast, was beating faster at this time.

"Xiaoxi, can I call you Xiaoxi?" Bernie asked nervously.

On that day, in the private room on the second floor of the Ippage Pavilion,

"You just call her by her name, not a nickname, preferably a nickname that belongs to you, whatever she calls you, you call it that, even if she refuses, you have to call it that! She gets used to it when she calls too much, chasing girls, she always has to be thick-skinned. "I remember my friend's earnest teachings vividly.

"Xiaoxi, can I call you Xiaoxi?" Bernie asked nervously.