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The afternoon was satisfactory to Kryd, with no undisturbed sleep.

Kylde slowly opened his eyes, and the clock on the wall showed that he hadn't missed supper. He sat up, moved his neck slightly, and then turned to look at the bed next to him.

Biancole was still asleep, her little face visibly flushed. Kylde stood up and walked up to her to test the temperature of her forehead to make sure she wasn't feverish. Although Letty didn't say that the ** liquid had side effects other than pain, but now that it was used on Bianko's body, he wasn't so sure if Leti's information was still effective.

It seemed that the experience of the morning was really tiring to Bianko, although she didn't show it, but since she was able to sleep so soundly, it proved that she needed this sleep too. However, Kyild did not think that she should have missed supper like that, and that if she had slept like this all the time, she might have been extra energetic at night, and he did not want to find a way to lull the silly girl to sleep when she was dyingly sleepy.

Kilde pushed Bianco's shoulder through the quilt, and the girl let out a faint breath, and seemed to reluctantly shrink her head into the quilt, before opening her eyes little by little.

By the time she sat up yawning, Kyild had already arranged her clothes, which were a little wrinkled from sleep. Bianco's dazed expression, which had not yet woken up, made Kyald want to laugh a little, but he held himself back.

Even though he didn't say anything, his appearance was enough for Bianko to know that she should get up first. The girl slowly lifted the corner of the quilt, and just as she was trying to hold her body up in a daze, she was quickly stopped by Kyelde's eyes.

"Do you really have to learn the lesson of pain to be able to remember that you can't use force on your wrist?" Kyild said viciously, but his hand gently let go of Bianko's arm, "The damn thing is that you still can't hear me clearly, so I'm playing the harp to the cow." ”

Biancole looked at him innocently, then jumped off the bed deftly, stretching silently. Seeing that Bianco's appearance that he was not going to take care of himself and planned to follow him out, Kyild resisted the urge to grind his teeth and reached for Bianko's collar.

If it weren't for the fact that this stupid girl hadn't heard what he said, he would have reprimanded her harshly. Didn't Melia teach her about etiquette? She is not ashamed to let herself go out in such a messy state.

Kyild refused to think that teaching etiquette was a wasted effort when young girls did not yet know common sense. He was only depressed that he had completely changed from a caretaker to a guardian, and because of the softness of the girl's heart when she first lost her hearing, he was no longer resistant to taking care of Bianko, which made him even more entangled.

Complaining is complaining, he still needs to make Bianko look neat, otherwise the girl will be disgraced when she goes out like this. So Kyild roughly straightened out the girl's collar to the hem of her skirt, and what made it acceptable to him was that Biancole stood there obediently and did not make trouble for him.

Although he was very frustrated by the fact that the girl would even raise her arm to make it easier for him to tidy up the hem of Bianko's skirt.

Fortunately, Bianko finally came to her senses, and stopped moving for fear of hurting her hands, but she didn't know what she was thinking or maybe she didn't think about anything, so she didn't have to worry about her skirt being messed up by the girl who behaved so hard.

"Let's go." Kryd said to Bianko, "Late." Rice. ”

Kyild was about to open the door, but as soon as he put his hand on the doorknob, before he could exert himself, his clothes were gently tugged. He could only reluctantly turn his head and look at the girl who didn't know what was going on.

But Bianko's expression made him put away his not too serious look, and the girl didn't keep a straight face, but those black eyes kept staring at him steadily, which made him feel a little strange.

Before he could sort out what was going on, the girl began to speak in a tone that was far removed from the concept of "normal."

"Young Master." Biancole put her right hand on her chest and tilted her head slightly, "Mine." Fragments. Can you give it to me? ”

The girl's question left Kylde's mind blank.

“……”

Kryder opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. I thought that the question should have appeared a long time ago, but because it was not raised for a long time, so that all the preparations he had made had slowly dissipated.

How had he planned to explain it to Biankop?

No, no, there is still no way to explain this problem. He...... How can we get Bianko to stop asking about it?

Kyelde's silence apparently made Bianko think she had received some kind of rejection, and the girl lowered her head and shook her hand slightly.

"I don't want to. Box. Bianko looked up again and looked at Kyird with a cautious and hopeful look, "I just want to." Want. One. Fragments. ”

But Kyild remained silent, unable to figure out the right way to deal with the unexpected events. Worst of all, he had a lot of reasons to "explain", just tell a lie a little, divert her attention, and drag Bianko's hearing back, but ......

I don't know why, he just can't open his mouth.

Before he could come up with a better idea, he heard Bianko sigh softly. The girl lowered her head slightly, and did not continue to ask.

"Let's go?" The girl's crisp voice sounded the same as usual, "Dinner." Rano and Rosé. Waiting. ”

Kyild's hands trembled unconsciously. Bianko's reaction should have relieved him, but a sudden pain in his heart felt like a pinprick that made him feel sore.

What exactly is her mind now? Do you really not care? …… That's impossible.

So why don't you keep asking?

It's just silent...... Doesn't it just make him feel more guilty?

As Kyild thought, Bianko certainly didn't care.

After waking up from her coma, the sound that could reappear in her ears made her forget her jade ring for a while, even if the sound that could be heard was small, but it also meant that she would no longer stay in a dead world. When her joy cooled down, she noticed the tiredness on Kryd's face, which made her unsure if she could ask him, so she hesitated to miss an opportunity.

The incident of meeting the woman outside made her feel "undaring" to ask questions for a moment. Kyard's treatment of the woman made her feel strange.

That woman should be an important person for the young master, that's right. But why would she not want to see that the young master could only notice the appearance of the woman.

Bianko, who couldn't figure it out, could only leave this emotion behind in frustration. Who the young master interacts with, it is the young master's business to pay attention to who it is, she is not qualified to care, she should keep this in mind, and she can't get carried away just because the young master's attitude towards her has improved.

After returning to the hotel at noon, the young master still looked very sleepy, so she could only swallow the story of Yuhuan that she remembered because she met the woman.

And then......

Until just now, the expression of the young master helping her tidy up her dress, she didn't know how to describe it, but she only felt very warm and a little relieved. This feeling suppressed the panic that had occurred because of the woman before, and made her ask the question.

…… However, it seems that she takes it for granted. Her question...... It ruined the calm atmosphere before.

Mrs. Syger said that the jade ring was a gift from her mother.

She hadn't seen her mother and didn't know what she was. Mrs. Detilla said that her mother was not a good person and did not love her at all, which is why she was thrown here. But Mrs. Rieger said that her mother was a very gentle and good person, and that she must have loved her very much, but she could not stay by her side for some reason.

What would a "mother" look like? She didn't know. She was a little curious and a little yearning, but Rosie had told her to cherish the people around her, and not to ignore the people she was facing each other because she couldn't see them in a short time. The fact that Yuhuan was broken by the young master was an unintentional act of the young master, and the young master quickly made amends for it, so she should face up to the young master's sincerity, and then seriously consider whether to accept the apology.

The young master took her out of the black room, she couldn't imagine the scene where she would hate the young master, and she didn't dare to imagine the scene where she was angry with the young master. She knew that the young master was sincerely apologizing to her for the sake of the broken jade ring, so she didn't hesitate for too long, and she accepted it.

What Rosey meant, she could understand. Rosai asked her not to be angry with the young master for the sake of "mother", she didn't see her mother, it wasn't the young master's fault. Objects are just objects, and they don't represent mothers.

…… So this time, shouldn't she also think about it for the sake of the young master and stop worrying about Yuhuan......

A warm and powerful touch came from the girl's shoulders, and she looked up blankly to meet the dark gray eyes that revealed emotions she couldn't understand.

"Yes. No. Rise. The person in front of him was slowly lip syncing, and his expression looked a little sad, "But. Appearance. Letter. I. ”

That's what he said to her before he took the box away.

What should she believe? What does the young master want her to believe?

Isn't it......

Can you trust the young master, he won't treat her badly?

At that time, how did she answer? Or rather, how did she react to the young master?

Biancole looked into Kyird's eyes in dissipation.

The young master's eyes are really good-looking. She thought.

"Okay."

Her black eyes narrowed into a crescent moon by her master, and the girl smiled trustingly at her supervisor once more.

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