After eating that day, I don't know if some strange switch was turned on, but Ansel felt that he and the other two people started to meet slightly more often.
In short, Ansel felt that this chance encounter was a bit subtle, no matter what aspect it was.
Seeing a handsome man wearing a serious professor's uniform not far ahead, Ans Aier stopped in his tracks and turned in the other direction without thinking.
"Ans." Garfiel stopped the young man and seemed to be twitching his eyebrows in confusion.
Why did his fiancée act like a mouse trying to avoid a cat when she saw him
Because of this, there were even rumors in the academy that the two of them were not on good terms.
The young man who was blocked in his way felt helpless, but he had to face the man's gaze.
"Professor Bertram, what can you do?" Holding some strange metal in his hand, he lowered his head slightly, not wanting to make eye contact with the man in front of him.
Every time he saw this man, he couldn't control the inexplicable emotions welling up in his heart. This feeling of being out of control made him feel very disgusted, and he also hated Garfiel who made him feel like he was out of control.
Didn't this man still want to break off his engagement before? Why do you need to show such attentiveness now
Facing his fiancée who had an extremely cold attitude, Garfiel was a little annoyed.
He can smile even to strangers whom he doesn't know well, so why do he hesitate to give him a smile
"I said, you can call me Garfiel..." Suppressing the intense emotions in his heart, for fear of scaring the young Bate in front of him, Garfiel said softly and gently.
"No need, I'm not familiar with Professor Bertram. It's easy for others to misunderstand if we call him so close." Ans Aier raised his head and refused, his expression surprisingly cold. Like a hedgehog with spikes all over its body.
If there were anyone else here, they would definitely not believe that this was Ansel, who was gentle and polite to everyone.
"Then it's a misunderstanding!" the man shouted loudly, his dark eyes that seemed to be unable to shine through a ray of light stared at Ansel, forcing the young man to look at him. "And it's not like we have nothing to do with each other. You are my fiancée."
Didn’t you break off the engagement? Ansel frowned and subconsciously wanted to retort like this.
But no, he remained silent, as if resisting this matter.
"Do you hate me so much?" The lazy and magnetic voice seemed to have a decadent hoarseness.
Listening to the man's hoarse voice, Ans Aier's heart trembled slightly for some unknown reason, and he felt an impulse of comfort in vain. But he was suppressed by his reason.
He hated this feeling of being unable to control the most. Ansel, who mistakenly thought that Garfiel had done something to him, looked increasingly cold, and his eyes looked as if they had been dipped in ice water.
The cold expression on the young man's face made Garfiel's heart sting slightly. The man's dark eyes seemed to be frozen, giving off a dangerous aura.
He finally stopped suppressing his true nature and approached the boy domineeringly, forcing him to keep retreating.
Forced by the man to keep retreating, Ansel finally felt that his back was pressed against the cold wall, and he could no longer escape.
Seeing this scene, the corners of Garfiel's meticulously pursed lips finally raised in pleasure, confining the young man between his arms.
He reached out and pinched the boy's chin, forcing him to raise his head and look at him.
There was something burning in the man's deep pool-like eyes, very hot. It was so hot that Ansel even dared not look directly into his eyes, for fear of being melted by the emotion in the man's eyes.
But now he had no choice but to raise his head, and for the first time, the strong and hot love appeared so clearly before his eyes.
The two pairs of eyes reflected each other's figure, and for a moment Ansel even felt like he was lost in the other's eyes that were like a deep pool.
Would such a proud man really do something like that to influence others with his spiritual power? Ansel had doubts in his heart. What's more, his mental power is still at the same level as him, 3S level, so how can it affect him.
However, is love at first sight really possible in the world? He doesn't believe it...
There was a sudden soft touch on his lips. Ans Aier subconsciously opened his eyes, his mind went blank, and he didn't even know that the thing he was holding fell to the ground.
The kiss didn't last long, and Garfiel felt a little better when he saw that he was so stunned that he had forgotten to resist.
This man, this man actually dared to kiss him
Only then did Ansel react.
He was so intoxicated by the man's kiss that he didn't even resist... Thinking of this, Ans Eldun, who was in a complicated mood, struggled with embarrassment and anger, but was easily suppressed by the man.
The gap between Bate and Alpha is too big, not to mention that his system is even weaker than those of Omega.
"Remember, no matter what, you are mine!" The man looked at him condescendingly and concluded domineeringly.
Then he let go of him and turned around to leave.
Ansel was left in the same place with a gloomy expression, and his originally determined heart was shaken.
…
"Ans? Ans? What's wrong with you Ans?"
It seemed like someone was waving his hand in front of his eyes.
Ans Ayer blinked, and the blurred vision in front of his eyes became clear again, and then he saw the young man with silver hair and gray eyes looking at him with a gentle smile.
It turned out to be Albert.
"I just saw you standing here alone, and I wanted to come over and say hello to you. But you seemed to be in a daze and never heard my voice." Seeing him come to his senses, Albert explained softly.
"What's the matter? Did something happen?" Albert asked, with a soft expression. His gray eyes were obviously cold, but at this moment they looked particularly gentle because they were full of seriousness, almost with a touch of warmth. It can make everyone put down their guard.
Looking into such gentle eyes, you can probably tell anything, right
"It's nothing." Ansel shook his head, "I'm sorry, senior, I want to be alone for a while."
He suddenly felt very tired and heartbroken.
It seems that he should think carefully about Garfiel's attitude...
Ansel, who was in a daze, almost forgot to pick up the bag of metal that fell on the ground. It was the material of the mecha that was related to his graduation grade. After being reminded by Albert, he picked up the things and held them in his arms. Ans Aier left in the direction of the dormitory.
Watching him go away, Albert looked in the other direction where the breath disappeared, his eyes were deep, no longer as tender as water towards Ans Ayer before.
That guy, what did he do to Her Majesty the Queen
No matter what, if he dares to trouble Her Majesty the Queen, let him disappear from this world... There is scarlet in his eyes, but Albert's gentle smile at this moment makes people feel a little cold.
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Ans Aier just "calm down" in a trance for several days.
Even during the mecha theory class, he was absent-minded and seemed to be in a trance.
His abnormal state not only made his roommate Luo Wen look at him with worried eyes every day, but also classmates in the same classroom felt something was wrong and came over to inquire.
The most exaggerated thing is that the professors from the mecha manufacturing department also took the time to call him into the office for a discussion.
Each and every one of them spoke with concern, secretly and overtly wanting him not to force his body to hold on, and even after class, if he was sick, he should go see him as soon as possible. They even forcibly granted him a few days' leave so that he could have a good rest.
This result made Ans Aier, who finally calmed down, feel dumbfounded.
#I was thinking about my life, but the whole world suspected that I was sick#
"What do you want to eat? I'll bring it for you?" Rowan asked cautiously with eyes full of worry, as if he was afraid of breaking his glass product.
"No, I'm fine. I'll just go by myself. Thank you Rowan." Ans Aier shook his head.
Then he saw his friend looking at him like a terminally ill patient.
"Well, if you don't tell me, I'll do whatever I want." Rowan ignored Ansel's refusal and said to himself.
"Okay." Ansiel sighed helplessly, his eyes slightly warm.
Faced with the kindness of his friends, how could he refuse again
It seemed that his trance these past few days had confirmed the conclusion that he was sick in the eyes of Rowan and everyone else. It may not be easy to correct it.
As soon as Rowan left, someone came from the back.
Looking at the culprit who caused these messy things in front of him, Ans Aier's eyebrows stood up. Not to mention his eyebrows, his hair is standing on end.
"What are you here for?"
The man's eyes were full of worry. He stretched out his hand to touch Ans Ayer's forehead, but Ans Ayer dodged it.
"I heard that you have been sick recently?"
"No." Ans Aier snorted and denied angrily.
"The professors in your department all say you are sick." The man's brows furrowed deeper, as if he was stating the facts.
"They all misunderstood." Ans Ayer rolled his eyes, "Speaking of which, it's not all because of you!"
"Me?" Garfiel was a little confused.
"If it weren't for you..." Ans Aier suddenly stopped speaking as if he realized something, his face burning a little.
Because of what he said to him and what he did, he has been struggling with this until now. Even he felt...
Seeing Ansel's reddish cheeks, it was rare to see Garfiel who had such a soft attitude towards him, and even the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise an exaggerated arc.
"Why, could it be because..." He paused here maliciously.
Then just as he expected, Ansel retorted loudly like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"No, no, you think too much!"
The man's deep laughter rang in Ansel's ears. Knowing that his actions just now had exposed everything, he became angry and kicked Garfiel out of the dormitory door.
After slamming the door shut, Ansiel sat on the ground, a little slumped and unwilling.
What should I do... It seems that I really like it...