Chapter 238: Mom, I'm a hooligan
The goldfinch took a deep breath, trying to suppress her strange emotions.
Knock knock.
There was a soft knock on the door, and she shuddered.
"Teresa?" Shure's voice came from inside the door.
"......" The goldfinch listened to the gentle voice, which sounded no different from usual...... But something seems to be different.
Ke Li felt that it would be bad for her health to continue laughing like this, and while leaning against the wall, she said, "Ha...... Hahaha...... I'll go first, come on, hahahaha......"
“......”
"But this is the school doctor's office, don't make too much trouble—" Corrie grinned.
“...... Get out!"
The Plantage, which had managed to control his emotions, was now uncontrollable again.
Corrie laughed and ran away.
Damn it.
......
The goldfinch felt that his psychological construction was too difficult to do, and finally simply wanted to knock on the door with a "look away" mentality-
Boom.
The sound could be likened to the soft cry of some small animal—it didn't work at all.
"......" The goldfinch was silent, a little disdainful of herself, and knocked on the door again—
However, the hand was shaking, shaking violently, and the effect did not seem to be much better than before......
She seemed to be getting cold.
——
"Teresa?" Shull's voice came from the room again.
"Ah?—— oh, are you alright. The goldfinch was startled, and then asked—there was still some trance in his voice, some little frightened.
"Hmm. Shure's voice was calm.
The goldfinch opened the door and went inside.
......
And then waiting for the goldfinch is probably the "biggest scam" she has encountered.
Shul didn't know if he didn't understand the Golden Finch, or if he did it on purpose—the girl didn't get dressed properly at all, but more than she had seen before.
Gorse petrified for a moment, and the next he just wanted to run.
At this time, it was said that Shuer did not mean it, and probably no one believed it - because he had already stepped forward and propped his hand on the door behind the Golden Finch - the Golden Sparrow's strength was actually not as strong as Xiu'er, and the way was so blocked that he didn't even finish the action of opening the door......
Then they were forced into a small space, staring at each other.
Shure looked at the goldfinch—the only figure of the girl in her beautiful golden eyes—including her pale face, which spread from her cheeks to the base of her ears, her misty eyes, and her mouth slightly open in surprise.
Isn't this young man the only one in the eyes of the Golden Finch?
She could see his handsome face, a pair of eyes like stars in the night, like the warm sun, warm and inexplicably hot for her—especially when she caught a glimpse of the smooth lines of his body......
Damn, someone is a hooligan-
"You...... Deceitful ......" The goldfinch held back for a long time, and when he spoke again, there was a hint of softness in his voice that he had never noticed.
When Shuer heard this, he felt a little itchy in his heart.
It's like there's a feather that falls in my heart—
"But I did 'all right.'" Shul thought for a moment, and smiled harmlessly.
you, you're lying!
Wrong!
She didn't mean that at all!
Wait—what the hell does this mean?!
The goldfinch widened his eyes slightly, feeling that he was at a loss for words, but he could not find any reasonable "explanation".
Shure took in the Golden Finch's crampedness at this time, and couldn't help but chuckle again: "Teresa-you're ...... Are you shy?"
"????I didn't!" said Goldfinch, stunned at first, then denied.
But it's not convincing.
Shuer and her were very close, and the slightest change in their faces could be seen.
- Shul captures every detail, even though the meaning of the other person's words and faces is completely different.
It's really ...... It's cute.
"So—why is Teresa shy?" Shul rolled his eyes, a triumphant smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"???" Goldfinch's eyes widened again, and he opened his mouth and said, "Don't you understand, I'm not shy at all......?!"
She didn't!
No is no!
Besides, no!
"Well, well, no. Shur could only compromise, but then added, "But—why?"
Why?
What why?
Why are you shy?
Hey, didn't she say that she wasn't shy at all! Why is this person so annoying!
The goldfinch was about to explode—because of Shuer's problem, and a little closer—only to hear a soft sound, and the goldfinch shuddered uncontrollably as the bridge of its nose hit the bridge of its nose slightly.
"I hear—" Shure's voice was closer to his ears.
“...... Huh?" the goldfinch replied vaguely as she felt a pleasant smell coming from the tip of her nose.
"Teresa did that all the time for me—right?"
The goldfinch can't deny it.
Whether it's what's happening today, or the silver thief she's looking for, or ...... Almost all for him.
She felt Shule's gaze, and then nodded her head slightly—though barely clear.
Shure knew that the Golden Finch would never ignore the questions he raised, would not ignore his feelings, and would always care about his affairs-
For what?
Is it because she's a member of Santa Fes?
Shure had wondered if the Plantagenet would notice him if he wasn't him, and would care about him in such a way anymore.
The answer is, yes – that's what the Plantagenet himself admits.
It seemed like some kind of responsibility that seemed to him to be a little incredible.
But that wasn't a reason to be disappointed.
He was sometimes glad he could be like this—because ......
"Teresa - I used to wonder if you wouldn't care about me if I weren't me. ”
The Plantageng was stunned for a moment, the heat on his face dissipated slightly, and he fell into deep thought.
She used to say without hesitation, "Yes."
But what happened these days made her realize that something was wrong.
It's not just out of what you care about, but some care about it, but also because ......
"But then I realized that these issues were not important. Shul smiled softly, "Because I can't be without me, if it weren't for you......"
The goldfinch's pupils shrank.
He...... Got it?
"But those things don't matter. Shul looked at her more intently—as if the Plantinch felt like it was about to be swallowed by that gaze—but it was an indulgent devouring.
None of those things mattered—for the first time, the Plantarrow thought about feelings without such a premise, and if she didn't consider all this, in her eyes, the boy himself......
She felt her heart beating fast.
It felt as if there was nothing else to notice.
I have the impression that a question that I can't get an answer to, and it seems that I will never get an answer, once again floods into my mind.
——
"Teresa. Shul leaned over slightly.
Grass, it was already close enough—
Realizing this, the goldfinch found that either of them could touch each other's lips if they leaned forward more slowly.
"What?" her voice trembled.
"I can...... Kiss you. ”