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Chapter 1141 Actor(1/2)

Guangyou had no idea about her thoughts.

Seeing that she didn't look away, he became narcissistic:

"Then are you fascinated by my face?"

"Or why would you keep looking at me?"

If the roles of the two are changed.

Xiao Ai asked "Why are you looking at me all the time?"

Then Guangyou will definitely answer:

"Because you look good."

"I'm not tired of seeing it."

But the answer was Xiao Ai at this time.

She looked away when she heard this and denied:

"no."

It wasn't the first day that Guangyou knew about her arrogant personality.

These words must be heard in reverse.

"No" means "yes".

Not as exaggerated as "fascinated".

But I definitely like it.

Now it has passed the era of parents' orders and matchmakers' words.

In a free love, the other person's appearance must conform to his own aesthetic.

Put aside special factors such as money ability.

Under normal circumstances, people will not develop feelings for people who do not conform to their aesthetic taste.

It is said that the beauty of the soul is the most important.

That's true.

But the reality is that if the appearance does not conform to your own aesthetic, I probably don’t want to understand the other person.

Not to mention the beauty of the soul.

Before I found out, I was PASSed directly.

Being friends may be okay, but most people will definitely choose to suit their tastes in all aspects.

The other person's appearance is one aspect.

In other words, Xiao Ai must like his appearance.

Speaking of which, Guangyou still vaguely remembers that Xiao Ai also praised him for being handsome before.

After coming back to his senses, Guangyou just smiled and said:

"You said no, then it's not."

"It wasn't originally." Xiao Ai emphasized specifically.

"Okay, okay, no."

After saying that, Guangyou continued to solve the egg porridge in the bowl.

After that, he occasionally glanced at Xiao Ai.

I can always find that Xiao Ai is looking at him.

After discovering that he was secretly glanced, Xiao Ai would always lower his head as soon as possible and shift his eyes to the book.

...

Early in the morning of that day.

According to the plan formulated during the day, Guangyou came to the living room.

He exchanged glances with Conan who had been waiting in the living room.

Then he asked in a sleepy tone that hadn't woken up yet:

"Conan, you are not sleeping so late?"

"I have to go to school tomorrow."

After saying that, Guangyou yawned on purpose.

Conan also followed the agreed script and continued:

"I just suddenly had a premonition of not wanting it."

"So come and have a look."

"But, I think it seems that I am worried about it."

"You go to bed early, I should go to bed too."

"Oh, good night."

After answering, Guangyou walked towards the bathroom.

...

At this moment, a room in the newly-exited hospital was in a room with no lights on and only a little silver and white moonlight.

A woman pours wine for herself while counting in English:

“Seven..."

“Eight…”

“Nine…”

“Ten…”

When she counted to ten, she paused.

It was not until she put down the bottle that her lazy voice rang in the room again:

“Ready or not…”

After the words came, the woman stood up from the chair with a wine glass.

She took a sip of wine and came to the front of a wall next to her, muttering something:

“Are you ready?”

There is a target on the wall.

A dart nails a photo to the bullseye.

If Guangyou was here, he could recognize it at a glance.

The photo of the bull's eye nailed in the middle is Xiao Ai in a white coat...

No, it should be said that Shiho Miyao wearing a white coat would be more suitable.

There is a fork drawn with a black marker on top of this photo.

She took the darts and the photos and said softly:

“Here l e.”

"I'm coming to find you."

She took the photo of being nailed by a dart and sat back on her chair.

Afterwards, she picked up the lighter beside her and pointed it at a corner of the photo.

With the crisp sound of "pop", the photos began to burn.

She supported her face with one hand, held the end of the dart in the other hand, looked at the burning photo with cold eyes and said:

“l see you.”

"finally..."

"I found you."

The flames illuminate the woman's cheeks.

Who can this woman be if she is not Belmode?

After saying these words, Belmode's lips raised upwards and he sneered.

...

The next morning, Guangyou got up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for Xiao Ai.

Her illness improved, but it was not completely cured.
To be continued...
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