Chapter 120: Like (1)
"Help—huh?" Dodging the attack of the leaves behind her, Ashumia shouted, desperately running towards the door, the rapid running made her breathless, and in the rapid shaking of her vision, she saw a tall figure standing in the doorway.
"Iris, Iris, Ibie?"
After recognizing the man standing in the doorway, Arshumia cried out in surprise, the expression on her face changing from fear to surprise. In Kite's slightly dull gaze, she sped up, rushed to Kite's side, dragged him back to the door with all her strength, and slammed the door shut.
The vines that covered the gate shook at the shock of the gate's closing, and a few green leaves were falling from the door.
Archhumia let out a long sigh of relief and leaned against the door, panting.
It took a long time for the kite to come back to his senses, and he felt the almost fanatical beating of his heart, and his handsome face was expressionless, but his face became deeper and deeper. The hands hanging at his sides were clenched into fists, and the pain caused by his nails against the soft palms made him able to rationally suppress this inexplicable throbbing.
He pursed his lips and examined the girl leaning against the wall. The girl's skin is not fair, her hair is not black and pure, and her facial features are delicate and lovely, but she can never be said to be beautiful, and if you have to find common ground between her and the girl in her dreams, it can only be said that the cheeks of both are slightly baby fat.
One is as flawless and beautiful as a jewel, as fragrant as a flower, and the other is as lovely as a flower, so far apart, why would he see them as a person?
Maybe Iris's gaze was too sharp, or Kiichi's gaze was too long and focused, and Archhumia, who had come out of her breathless state, suddenly sensed something, and she subconsciously looked up and met those silver-white eyes as clear as glass.
At this moment, in those eyes, the confusion and confusion slowly dispersed like a mist, covering the truth and profundity of the three points under his eyes, showing that in the misty and vague beauty, the slight flickering of the eyes is the flow of hazy and illusory, as if immersed in a long time, beautiful people are difficult to take their eyes off.
In fact, Ashumia looked away with difficulty. She was very glad that she still had a trace of sobriety, otherwise she would definitely annoy Kite. Although Kite will not "click" her off, he will definitely look at her with that stern and terrible gaze.
She doesn't want to be stared at by that kind of gaze, bathing in that kind of gaze will only make her start to reflect on life, and then keep repenting of the bad things she did in her heart!
"Aha, I'm really sorry that you let you see such a humiliating scene as soon as you came." Arthumia tried to change the subject, and when the silver-white pupils were confused at first, and looked directly at her in a different state of clarity, she scratched at her hair in embarrassment, and then she was even more embarrassed to find that there seemed to be a lot of leaves stuck in her hair.
She rubbed her nose and quickly reached for the leaves above her head.
Seeing the girl's embarrassed appearance, Kite opened her mouth and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
The short three words were a rare soft tone, and when the kite heard her own voice, her delicate brows furrowed. How could he speak in such a voice? Such a soft voice should not have been made by him, at least not by him to the witch.
If it is to the person he likes, such as the girl named Xiao Luo in his dream, he may be able to speak like this, but to the witch, his tone should always be respectful and polite. Is it really still the illusion that confused the two before?
"Hahaha, it's not a big deal......" Archhumia didn't notice the strangeness of Kite, she subconsciously spoke perfunctorily, until she looked down and saw the leaves falling all over the ground, then she remembered what happened at the other end of the gate, the smiling expression froze on her face, her face changed, and her voice gradually became quieter, "Okay, okay, it's a little little thing." ”
She looked at Kite, her cheeks flushed again betrayed her true thoughts, and in Kite's thorough gaze, she lowered her head, flattened her mouth, and changed her words again in frustration and grievance...... Something big has happened......"