What should I do if I look too fierce?

Qiong came out of the shower with a long towel on her head: "Sister Saeko, it's your turn."

Busujima Saeko opened her eyes and sat upright from Aoki Tsukasa's shoulder: "Si, go first."

"No, Saeko, you go first, I'll take a shower last." After Aokiji finished speaking, Busujima Saeko nodded and said with a smile, "Then I'll take a shower first."

Aoki Si nodded, and as the bathroom door clicked shut again, Dome, wearing slippers and covered in moisture, sat next to him: "Si~"

She looked at him coquettishly.

Aoki Si understandingly took the towel on her head and wiped her hair carefully, but she saw something on Aoki Si's face and tilted her head: "What is Si thinking about."

"I plan to confess to Saeko soon." Aokiji's expression was calm, or in other words, firm.

Qiong turned his head in surprise, and the water droplets on his hair smacked Aoki Si in the face, but he just wiped them away calmly.

"But..." Qiong looked much more uneasy than Aokiji.

Aokiji just smiled: "I know."

"But if this continues, wouldn't I be deceiving Saeko?" Aokiji said softly: "Besides, under such circumstances, I am becoming more and more constrained."

"Just now I wanted to hug Saeko and comfort her, but I couldn't reach out my hand." Aokiji smiled bitterly and continued to wipe her hair: "If this continues, she will notice it herself."

"Maybe she has noticed something now and is just waiting for me to confess. I don't know." Aokiji swallowed.

He said he was not nervous, but how could he not be nervous.

Qiong lowered his head, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

At this moment, she was actually expecting Busujima Saeko to be furious and completely separate from Aoki Tsukasa.

But then, she felt a little disgusted with herself.

Tsukasa likes her so much, and what Busujima Saeko has given may not be less than herself. It's really cruel to treat her like this.

but

Qiong raised her head, and Aoki Si was immersed in wiping her hair mechanically, but his mind had long been thinking about how to confess, and she still liked it so much.

She looked away again. But what can she do? She just wants happiness. It was Aoki Si who pulled her back from the hellish daily life. If she can be with Aoki Si, Qiong feels that she can do anything.

"Bah." The bathroom door was opened.

Busujima Saeko walked out in a bathrobe, looked at the looks from Aokiji and Qiong, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, I only brought a few pieces of clothes."

The thin bathrobe was adsorbed by the moisture and stuck to her skin, outlining her plump figure, her slightly red skin and her charming red phoenix eyes, which looked particularly alluring at this moment.

Qiong shook his hair, stood up, and looked at Aokiji. He didn't know what he should say to Busujima Saeko now that Aokisi was determined to confess. He whispered to Busujima Saeko with a somewhat apologetic expression. After saying sorry, regardless of whether she heard him clearly or not, he lowered his head and returned upstairs.

Busushima Saeko blinked: "What's wrong?"

Aokiji clenched his fists and then released them: "I, I have something to tell you later."

"Huh?" She tilted her head slightly, with a hint of doubt and uneasiness in her eyes, but she just nodded obediently: "Okay, then go take a shower first, the water will not be hot after a while."

Aokiji licked his lips nervously, nodded, and entered the bathroom. He didn't take a bath. He just turned on the cold water and covered his face to calm himself down a bit. He looked at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath. .

Maybe he did make a mistake.

But he shouldn't continue to make mistakes like this.

No matter what the outcome is, as long as you admit your mistakes, you can make amends.

The days of pretending to be deaf and mute only lasted for a few hours. How could he persist until the end of the kendo competition as he had thought before?

He picked up a towel and wiped his body briefly, put on clean clothes, and went upstairs with heavy steps.

Busujima Saeko was packing up her gifts in her room, putting the clothes one by one into the empty space in the closet.

When Aoki Si came in, she was holding a purple lace underwear, ready to be folded and put into the cabinet. Seeing Aoki Si push open the door, she blushed and cast an accusing look: "Si"

Aokiji didn't have any charming thoughts at this time, he just showed an apologetic smile: "I forgot to knock on the door, I'm sorry."

Busujima Saeko sighed, blushed and quickly put away his clothes before standing up: "What's wrong with you and Qiong? There's something weird."

Aokiji felt like there was a huge stone hanging in his heart. His heart palpitations became more and more serious. Cold sweat dripped lightly. His body stiffened and he said, "I, I have something to confess to you."

Busujima Saeko seemed to realize something, but said nothing, just looked at him with a calm expression.

A look of guilt and confusion appeared on Aokiji's face, but he still spoke firmly: "This matter is about me and Qiong."

In a low tone, he explained clearly what happened when he and Qiong were in the countryside. He also spoke frankly about his previous thoughts and changes in his psychological process, without any concealment.

"Originally, I just thought that even if Qiong liked me, she would give up after a long time."

Aokiji lowered his head: "In the end, before she gave up, I suddenly felt reluctant to let go."

"By the time I came to my senses and cheered up, things had already reached an irreversible point." Aokiji raised his head cautiously, but Busujima Saeko's face was not filled with grief, let alone hysteria, only calm and tired.

"Why don't you keep hiding it?" Busushima Saeko finally said her first words after a long time.

Aokiji opened his mouth, and finally smiled bitterly: "I'm very heartbroken."

"I just feel that I am hurting you." Aokiji said a little depressed: "I originally thought that I would wait until I help you solve the troubles around you before confessing to you. But the more times like this, the more I feel I'm a little at a loss. I want to comfort you, but when I have this thought, I feel like I'm doing something worse."

Busujima Saeko just looked into his eyes and said nothing.

Aokiji had to continue: "While hiding these things, I feel more and more guilty in front of you, and these guilts make me unable to do anything in front of you, and I can't say anything."

Busujima Saeko shook her head slightly, indicating that hearing this was enough. She slowly sat down and leaned against the bed: "I understand."

Aokiji opened his mouth, not knowing what else he could say in this situation.

Busushima Saeko stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while, then turned to look at him: "Do you still like me?"

This sentence seemed familiar to Aoki Si, as if she had asked herself the same question last time.

Aokiji nodded: "If, if you don't really like Saeko."

If he didn't really like her, he might have separated from her long ago.

This is the best solution for both of them.

But unfortunately, Aokiji was really reluctant to part with him.

Busujima Saeko's charming Danfeng eyes blinked feebly, looking at Aokiji, but she knew what he was thinking without him having to say everything.

In the end, she just smiled reluctantly: "Okay, I understand."

Busujima Saeko looked at Aokiji, who was staring at the ground like a traitor. The two of them stayed like this for five or six minutes without speaking.

Then, Busujima Saeko stood up, walked slowly in front of him with bare feet, put her chin on his shoulder, and said softly in a helpless, resentful and sad voice: "Si Tell me, what should I do?"

There was only haggardness left on her face, and her eyes under the purple hair had a look similar to Aoki Tsukasa's.

Aokiji reached out and hugged her, his cheek pressed against hers. There were many things he wanted to say, but nothing could be said. Maybe now that he was crying and begging her not to leave him, Busujima Saeko would be soft-hearted and stay. , or maybe if he didn’t say anything, Busujima Saeko would leave quietly.

but.

It's up to her to decide.

He hugged her tightly.

Busujima Saeko put her hands around his neck and didn't speak for a long time.

It wasn't until Aokiji felt the cool water droplets on his neck, sliding down his neck and into his collar drop by drop, that he knew she was crying.

"I'm sorry." Aokiji could only say these three simple words.

Busujima Saeko's hand hugged his neck a little harder.

"What should I do?" Her voice was filled with tears.

"I'm really sorry." Aokiji sighed.

After crying for a while, until she was tired of crying and probably had no strength to cry anymore, she let go and wiped her tears. Her face, which had only been gentle and strong in the past, was filled with heartbreaking exhaustion: "I don't know what to do either."

Aokiji nodded silently.

She weakly took two steps back and sat down on the bed. Her loose bathrobe suddenly appeared, but no one paid attention to it.

"What answer does Tsukasa hope I will give?" Busujima Saeko's eyes were still shining with heartbreaking light. Her purple hair covered part of her face, but made her face look even more melancholy in the shadow.

Aokiji sighed, squatted in front of her, and held her hand: "Although I sound like a bastard when I say this."

"But... I don't want to be separated from Saeko." He smiled bitterly: "Maybe you will hate that I am so different from the me in your impression, but I really, really want to be with Saeko all the time."

"And Qiong."

Aokiji's words brought a hint of relief to her eyes.

Probably, she understood what Aokiji was firmly thinking at this time.

"Si Ke is really greedy." A haggard smile appeared on her face. Maybe she wanted to smile more gently, but she was a little helpless: "It's too foul to like two people at the same time. "

"Because I only like Si." The smile on her face added a hint of self-deprecation: "Obviously Si is ready for me to leave."

"But I still like you, and I can't even get angry." She lowered her head, looked at Aoki Si squatting in front of her, and said softly: "Why do you have to confess."

"It's great to pretend you don't know anything."

"I will also be very discerning and pretend to know nothing."

"As long as Si lies to me and says he only likes me, I will be stupid enough to believe it all."

"Why confess."

Aokiji couldn't give an answer to her question.

But Busujima Saeko just continued to murmur softly: "I can be like Qiong and be a sister, Tsukasa is just my man, isn't that good?"

"With you like this, I can't even pretend to be confused."

Busujima Saeko's expression was indescribably complicated.

She was saddened by his half-heartedness, but pleased with his confession. She was angry with his betrayal, yet relieved that he liked her, and in the end, she was left with nothing but helplessness.

I feel helpless that even though I know that the man in front of me is shameless and wants to greedily have everything, I still like him.

No, it's not just like, it should be love.

She loved her so much that even though she was bruised and bruised, she followed him willingly, like a moth rushing towards the blazing fireworks, ignoring all the pain and fear.

"Si." She finally made up her mind.

Aokiji looked at her like a criminal waiting for the announcement of his crime.

Busujima Saeko didn't speak, he just leaned forward gently and their lips met.

She hooked Aokiji's neck hard and kissed him until she pushed him to the floor. Both of them breathed faster.

"This must be the first time for Si Si to do something like this." She stretched out her hand tremblingly and grabbed the hem of Aoki Si's T-shirt.

Aokiji's brain turned into a trance for a moment.

He nodded instinctively.

Busujima Saeko showed a gentle smile, which was a little sad and a little relieved: "Give it to me."

"At least, at least in this kind of thing."

Her voice gradually weakened due to shyness: "Let me win once."

Busujima Saeko's bathrobe swayed to her shoulders due to the fluctuations. Her white and round shoulders were a bit more dazzling than the lights on the ceiling, but what was even more dazzling was her shy, resentful but fond face: " do you like me?"

"Um"

This night, everyone slept very late.

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