"By the way." I looked at him, "Who does Lessius like?" He just said that Lessius liked someone.
He turned back to me, the question easing the awkwardness between us that shouldn't have been awkward.
He raised his lips and smiled mischievously. He stretched out his hand and slowly reached the door frame next to my face. His face gradually leaned down. His bangs slid down his temples as he lowered his face. The bangs with a hint of curl fell gently as they fell down. It trembled, and was stained with a thin layer of silver light in the moonlight.
"What do you think?" He blinked at me, his long eyelashes becoming more and more clearly visible in the moonlight, covering his amber eyes in confusion.
I looked up at him for a moment and was shocked: "You?!"
"Cough, cough, cough!" He coughed almost out of breath, turned his face away with his fists, shook his head, and sighed, "Hey." Then, he turned back to look at me helplessly, "I just made any excuse."
"Oh..." It turned out to be an excuse to prevent the fat man from getting entangled, so I laughed, "Lesius is quite popular. I don't know who he will be with in the future." I leaned against the door frame behind me comfortably, and Lesius Si is so beautiful, I wonder what he will wear when he gets married.
Harry smiled, raised his lips and winked at me: "Do you want it?"
I was stunned, why did he keep selling Lessius to me
His amber eyes sparkled in the moonlight. He took back the hand that was supporting my face and gently flicked it on my forehead: "Think about it." He swayed in.
I touched my forehead. I knew Harry was not joking, but I could only take it as a joke.
Lessius is very good, handsome, beautiful, and incredibly smart. There is nothing he can't do, and he even made me a photo card to relieve my boredom.
But, what is like? What does it feel like to like
I can't be so irresponsible with Lessius, and then suddenly one day I find that what I really like is someone else. What should I do then
I couldn't help but look in the direction Here and the others left. After Blue Shield City, he would return to the north. We don't know when we will see each other again.
Because Sakura suddenly pulled off Lessius's face towel, Lessius got angry and sat alone on his sleeping bag writing his complicated formula.
A room is divided into two small rooms with a large bed sheet, and a large carpet covers the entire room, soft and warm.
One-third were boys. Harry and Lessius's sleeping bags had been neatly placed on the ground. You could tell at a glance that Lessius had placed them there.
We girls make up two-thirds of the group, and our sleeping bags are already neatly arranged on the carpet.
"I'm sorry, Brother Lessius~~~~" Sakura stood on the carpet and apologized to Lessius, "Only you can compare, and you won't let that annoying big fat man stare at the captain all the time..." She said aggrievedly He lowered his face, and his makeup-covered face showed an anxious look.
Lessius stopped writing and turned his back to us angrily. His turban had been taken off, and his long gray-blue hair was hanging on his back. His hair had reached his waist. He was sitting on the carpet, and the ends of his hair were slightly Touched the carpet.
Sister Pao and Mingyou are also interceding for Xiaoying.
"Lesius, you are sacrificing yourself for our captain!" Sister Pao clenched her fists and said, "So, you are doing it for the captain!" Sister Pao's words made Lessius turn his face slightly, and his serious face looked a little a little a little bit a bit agitated. Ease.
"Yes, Lessius, this also means that you are the most beautiful." Mingyou emphasized her tone.
Unexpectedly, after listening to Mingyou's words, Lessius turned back and started writing formulas. He was angry again.
"Mingyou, you still don't understand Lessius?" Asuna looked at Mingyou helplessly, "He hates being told that he is beautiful."
Mingyou suddenly covered her mouth and frowned regretfully: "I am really stupid. If I don't say anything anymore, I don't know what I will say wrong again."
"Stop talking." Suddenly, Xue Ji, who was sitting beside the sheets, spoke. Everyone looked at her and then at each other.
"Yes, let's stop talking and let the captain do the talking." Sister Pao looked at me as if asking for help.
Sakura also took my arm and acted coquettishly: "Captain~~~ Please tell Brother Lessius not to be angry with me~~~"
"I got it." I patted Sakura on the head, "Go back and rest first. Lessius won't blame you."
Sakura sighed and walked back behind the sheets, peeking out her face to peek, but Sister Pao pushed her back.
Asuna glanced at me, lifted the sheets and entered the girl's area.
I sat next to Lessius, and he continued to write "shuashuashua". The boy's sleeping bag was facing the door, and Harry was checking the shop door outside.
"Lesius." I said. He kept writing, but he had two brains, so his other brain would listen to me. "If it weren't for you today, I wouldn't know how to look like a girl." Let the matter pass."
His hand paused for a moment, then he turned a page and started writing.
I continued: "Now, no one will doubt that I am a girl."
Suddenly, he moved the notebook out sideways: Next time I will make you more manly.
"Lesius, you don't want to talk to me anymore..." It's been a long time since he wrote me a note like this.
He took the notebook back and started writing again.
"Lesius, don't be angry..."
He stuffed the notebook out again: In your heart, am I a woman
"Lesius! Of course not!" I said immediately, "Talk to me, I don't want to see you write anymore."
He took back the notebook, and there was no sound or writing for a long time. His back undulated slightly, and his long gray-blue hair fell down the side of his face, shining like a blue ribbon in the moonlight.
"I saw you brought the ribbon to Herre," he said.
I looked at his back in confusion: "Well, yes. What's wrong?" The headband was worn uniformly, and I remembered that Lessius also wore a blue headband.
"Nothing..." He lowered his face, "Are you... happy..."
"I even gave you beads." I thought about it and poked his back, "Isn't that right~~"
His back immediately stiffened, and he slowly hugged the book and touched his wrist.
Seeing that he didn't speak again, I quietly lay forward, my hands gently resting on the carpet beside him, and I peeked out my face and secretly moved forward bit by bit. My eyes could finally look past his hanging silk threads in the moonlight. The hair turned into silver gray, and gradually the mysterious androgynous face covered by the hair appeared.
I slowly froze. The clear moonlight filtered in from the small round window above and fell on his face. It outlined an almost perfect crescent-colored arc for his delicate face. The moonlight made his face look beautiful. It becomes looming and misty, like a shy lily blooming quietly in the moonlight, or like a mysterious elf hiding in the moonlight. Lessius is really in a state of despair.
On this androgynous face, the corners of his lips that were slightly orange were slowly raised. He was smiling, he was smiling.
"You laughed!" He was caught by me. He was startled and immediately turned to look at me. His hair was raised in the moonlight because of his sudden turn of face, bringing with it a silvery white light.