The fawn's eyes were red, and a discerning person could tell at a glance that he must have cried.

This was in Anson's eyes, and there was a throbbing pain in his heart, it was all his fault, and he couldn't understand his mind in time, which made Xiaolu sad.

"I ......" just opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

His feelings for the fawn are really complicated, at first he thought he only regarded the fawn as his sister, but gradually found that it was not so simple at all.

I just don't know if Xiaolu will believe it after saying his mind now.

Seeing Anson's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Xiaolu sneered and said sarcastically: "Do you think that you rejected me and feel guilty, so you came here to have a look, afraid that I will not commit suicide if I don't have a meeting?"

The angry fawn also began to speak freely, mistakenly thinking that Anson had just come with sympathy.

After hearing Xiaolu's words, Anson knew that Xiaolu had misunderstood, and quickly denied it: "I didn't, it's not ......"

But before he finished speaking, he interrupted Xiaolu, "No, isn't it to see if I can't think about it, in fact, you don't have to feel guilty, I know that feelings have always been something that can't be forced." ”

At this time, although the fawn looks light and breezy on the surface, it hurts like a needle prick in the heart.

"I like you for me, I won't blame you if you don't like me, I know you only have Sister Jinxi in your heart, so you don't actually use it here, I'm fine, isn't it just a broken love, and it's not a big deal."

The fawn's pretending to be strong looked particularly distressed in Anson's eyes.

The weak body was crumbling in the wind, as if it was going to be swept away by the wind at any time, Anson couldn't wait to hold the fawn directly into his arms in the next second, and give all the relationships to this distressing girl.

"You misunderstood me, I didn't come here because of guilt." Anson stared at the fawn with a deep hat and a vague affection.

Faced with such a look, the moment the fawn's heart beat missed a beat, for fear that he would not be able to control his heart, so he hurriedly turned his head away.

But in the next second, he was pulled back by Anson, and he saw Anson wearing a serious look that he had never seen before, and said to Xiaolu: "Not because of guilt, but because I like you."

As soon as these words came out, the fawn was stunned, and looked at Anson with wide eyes in disbelief.

The air became so quiet at this moment that the sound of leaves falling on the ground could be heard.

Xiaolu thought that he had an auditory hallucination just now, and wondered, "What did you just say?"

Looking at the fawn's look of disbelief, Anson spoke up again and repeated what he had just said.

"I said I didn't come to you because of guilt, but because I liked you, and I don't know when I started to like you."

As he spoke, Anson fell into a long memory.

Maybe it was when I just met the fawn, maybe it was when the fawn called uncle over and over again, maybe it was when I saw the fawn's playful smiling face, or maybe it was a casual moment......

In short, at this moment, the figure of the fawn has been loaded into Anson's small heart at that moment, like a brand, which can no longer be erased.

Anson's sincere eyes fell on the fawn's pupils, his brain was blank, and his heartbeat was already chaotic.

"Is it true that you say you like me, not because of guilt, not because of a joke?"

Xiaolu, who has never been in love, can't believe that love came so suddenly. 398

And obviously a few hours ago, her confession was rejected, and now she suddenly told her that the person she liked also liked her, as if God had played a joke on her.

The fawn's sluggish appearance was like a little fool, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny in Anson's eyes.

pinched the two cheeks of the fawn dotingly, and said with a smile: "You little fool, of course it's true, how could I lie to you."

Feeling the pain coming from his face, the fawn frowned, and slapped the two big hands on his face.

He pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "It hurts."

But in this way, Xiaolu reacted that she was not dreaming, all this was reality, and Anson did confess to her.

The joy in my heart is self-evident, the corners of my mouth can't stop rising, I don't have the decadent look just now, and I have returned to the naughty deer on weekdays.

He tilted his head slightly, smirked and said, "So uncle, you are my boyfriend now!"

Anson was very satisfied with the identity of his boyfriend, but when he heard the title of "uncle" from the mouth of the deer again, he always felt something strange.

"Don't call me uncle anymore, but I'm twelve years older than you, not old enough to be your uncle."

If Xiaolu continues to call him uncle, it will always feel like they are in love with uncle and nephew, which will be laughed at.

Xiaolu likes to see Anson's angry but helpless expression, so naturally he will not agree to change his words.

"What's wrong with the uncle, the uncle is also my boyfriend, don't think about it this time."

As he spoke, the fawn reached out and grabbed Anson's arm, but it was just a small movement, but the fawn felt like a dream.

She had fantasized countless times before about what it would be like to be with Anson one day.

The day I was looking forward to in my heart had finally arrived, and it was as sweet as in my dream.

Looking at the petite and delicate little girl beside him, Anson's mouth showed a satisfied smile.

He, an orphan who has no father or mother and wanders all over the world, finally has someone to care about at this moment.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see where I grew up and live." The fawn said, pointing to the old house around the corner in front of him.

Now that Anson has become her boyfriend, she has to take her boyfriend to experience the life she has experienced.

For this matter, Anson was naturally happy to do it, and followed behind the deer into the old house.

The shadows in the sunlight stretched longer and longer, until the two shadows were all superimposed, as if two people had become one in time.

The crimson clouds on the horizon gathered together to illuminate the whole land, and the warm sunset was like a good medicine for everyone's tired heart.

Two voices came from the old house on the corner, a conversation between Anson and the fawn.

"Uncle, how did you figure out that you liked me, you knew that you rejected me a few hours ago."

"When I couldn't find you, I understood how important you were to me, and it was at that moment that I knew the difference you made in my heart."