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"Because I wanted to see you, I came here."

Sakura Ayane raised her head slightly, with a sense of self-righteous sweetness in her tone.

"Senior, have you had dinner?"

"not yet."

"Then try this one I made for you."

Sakura Ayane opened the thermal lunch box, revealing the carefully prepared dishes inside. The chopsticks and spoons were neatly arranged, and the colors of the food were pleasing to the eye.

Toru Uehara was stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise and smile flashed in his eyes.

"Sure enough, the lunch box you brought to the last live broadcast of "Firefly Forest" was also made by you, right?"

Sakura Ayane was also stunned for a moment, then nodded:

"You still remember."

"I've always had a good memory."

Uehara Toru smiled, took a bite of the food and tasted it, and his expression gradually softened:

"Hmm...it tastes good. Very delicious."

Uehara Toru put down his chopsticks, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and his tone was filled with joy that could not be concealed:

"Ayane, today's audition was the first time I felt something special."

"Ok?"

Sakura Ayane was stunned and looked at Uehara Toru. His eyes were shining with a rare excitement and satisfaction.

Although Toru Uehara's conversation still revolved around work, Sakura Ayane had never seen him so happy.

"If you don't want to transfer, then listen carefully."

She sighed silently in her heart and tried her best to focus on his sharing.

However, the more she saw his genuine happiness, the more the bitterness in her heart could not be stopped from surging.

"why?"

She couldn't help but ask herself.

"He's never been this happy when he's with me."

Most of the time, Uehara Toru seemed to be helpless and compromised. Sakura Ayane could clearly feel this obvious difference in emotions.

At this moment, Uehara Toru was shining because of his hard work. However, when the two of them were in a relationship, he lacked this passionate emotion.

Sakura Ayane couldn't explain what exactly she was missing.

She obviously had a lot to say, but at this moment she found that she couldn't say a word.

Perhaps, for Toru Uehara, the kind of romance she expected - expecting him to only have eyes for her, was a kind of burdensome "shackle".

"That's great, Senior."

She spoke softly, trying to maintain a gentle tone.

"Yeah, Ayane, do you have similar feelings?"

"Hmm... maybe I did in the past? But I've almost forgotten it now."

"That's right."

Uehara Toru nodded, and after sharing the things that made him happy, he quickly turned to another topic:

"Ayane, I was wrong to neglect you some time ago. I won't do that again. However, we still have to plan our time well to avoid traveling too short and affecting our work..."

It's work again.

Sakura Ayane was silent for a moment, not knowing what to express, and in the end she could only smile slightly to hide her inner fluctuations.

"And... although it's a little early, this is for you."

Finally, it came to this stage. Toru Uehara took out the exquisite bag hidden behind him and handed it to Sakura Ayane.

Sakura Ayane blinked and asked in confusion:

"what is this?"

"necklace."

She opened the box and saw a Van Cleef & Arpels four-leaf clover necklace with gold edges. It was shaped like pink petals and looked especially like cherry blossoms.

"It's perfect for you, isn't it?"

Uehara Toru smiled and observed her reaction, his voice gentle:

"Ayane, I searched for a long time when I went to see it, but the moment I saw this style, I felt that it would suit you perfectly."

He paused, with a hint of apology in his tone:

"This gift doesn't have any special meaning. It just represents my apology for neglecting you during this period. I'm sorry."

Sakura Ayane looked down at the exquisite necklace, was silent for a moment, and said softly:

"Then, Senior, please help me put it on."

"it is good."

At this time, a drizzle began to fall outside the window.

Uehara Toru walked behind her and gently put the necklace on her white neck. At the moment when he fastened the necklace, he noticed the crystal tears sliding down Sakura Ayane's cheek.

"Senior, I am such a stupid woman."

Sakura Ayane raised her red eyes and looked at him, her voice trembling.

"Every time you use some simple means, you can make my emotions fluctuate so much. But I also know that this is just an easy thing for you."

"But I still fall for it again and again."

Uehara Toru was stunned for a moment, and his heart was slightly shaken. He raised his hand, gently wiped away her tears, and said softly:

"How could you be fooled? I didn't lie to you."

Sakura Ayane bit her lips, threw herself into his arms, and buried her face in his shoulder. ↑≈＞〗≥

"Senior, can you please stop talking about work when you are with me?"

There was pleading and vulnerability in her voice:

"You can lie to me... Tell me, am I the most important person in your world? No one can compare to me, no matter who it is."

Uehara Toru felt her shoulders trembling, and the warm tears seeping through her clothes. He was silent for a while, then slowly spoke:

"Well, you are the most important person to me."

"Do you love me?"

"I love you."

"like me?"

"like you."

"Do you only like me?"

"Yes."

Hearing these words, Sakura Ayane loosened her arms, raised her head, held his face, and kissed him hard.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the passionate emotions were intertwined between each other.

When all this gradually subsided, Sakura Ayane hugged Uehara Toru again and said softly:

"Me too, Senior. I like you the most."

"it is good."

Uehara Toru responded in a low voice, feeling her passionate emotions, and also feeling a slight sense of guilt deep in his heart.

Indeed, this is my problem.

From now on, when I meet Caiyin, I won’t talk about anything work-related.

After making this decision, his eyes unconsciously became a little gloomy.

At the same time, the sound of rain outside the window became more and more intense, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if reflecting his complicated inner feelings at the moment.

Sakura Ayane hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear: "Senior, I will stay at your place tonight."

"...Okay, we have guest rooms."

"...I don't want the guest room. I want to stay in your room."

Uehara Toru was stunned when he heard this.

He looked at Sakura Ayane seriously: "Really?"

"Really, Senior."

“But I don’t have a…” tumor at home

"That doesn't matter. It's what you wanted, isn't it?"

Sakura Ayane looked at him with a blushing face and said, "If that really happened."

"Marry me now, immediately, right now."

Toru Uehara was silent for a while, and just as he was about to nod, he saw Sakura Ayane's faint smile.

"I'm just teasing you, Senior."

"I brought it here myself. Please be nice to me, Senior."

"it is good."

-

The rainy night was getting heavier, and the sound of the dripping rain was particularly clear in the silent house.

Uehara Toru slowly stood up and looked at Sakura Ayane who was lying beside him. There were still traces of tears on her face, making her look particularly fragile.

All of this is far from wonderful.

The first time was hasty, more of an emotional exchange. Sakura Ayane was obviously uncomfortable, and he couldn't let go completely, so he had to finish it hastily.

Toru Uehara looked at the rain curtain outside the window, but he couldn't explain his feelings at the moment.

Is there something more or something less?

But one thing he was very clear about was that at this moment, Sakura Ayane became his woman.

His eyes gradually became firm, and he silently swore in his heart:

No matter what the future holds, I will treat her well and never neglect her again.

At this moment, Sakura Ayane slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze fell on Uehara Toru's back, and there was still a lingering passion in her eyes.

Senior, I really hope you really love me.

She whispered in her heart, with deep desire and a hint of uneasiness.

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So you guys really don’t have monthly tickets anymore?

I write 280,000 words a month, and even the top ten on the entire website don't deserve a monthly ticket.

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Volume 146: Chapter Chapter Uehara Toru's Changes (ask for monthly votes at the beginning of the month)

"woke up?"

When Sakura Ayane opened her eyes from her sleep, she saw Uehara Toru smiling slightly. He leaned over and gently stroked her face, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes that she had never seen before.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking she was still dreaming. After all, the usually cold Uehara Toru suddenly showed such an expression, which really caught her off guard.

"Take a shower when you wake up, and I'll wash the sheets too." Uehara Toru said in a relaxed tone while trying to help her up.

A shy blush instantly appeared on Sakura Ayane's face. She quickly wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and whispered, "Then...you go out first."