Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

"Really... you don't have any expectations at all?"

"No..."

Asagiri Ran turned her head with difficulty, not wanting to look into Oreki Gen's eyes, for fear that if she looked at him for even a second longer she would be controlled by him and she wouldn't even know who she was.

Oreki Xian moved a little closer, and the posture became a little more difficult.

"No? When I put the letter there that day, were you already looking forward to it?"

"I've already said that...!"

The girl seemed to be on the verge of extreme embarrassment and anger, as if she might become angry at any time.

But things are different now. Oreki Gen has no intention of quitting while he is ahead, as if this is not the limit of his "threatening" this girl.

He continued to move a little closer.

"No? Then why, when I was hugging you in the taxi, you... Ugh!!"

I can't bear it anymore.

I can't bear it anymore.

This bastard is such a bastard!

He really thinks he is a soft persimmon.

Do you know that a dog will jump over the wall when it is desperate?

Well, she didn't jump off the wall at that time, but she did something that she would never do in her life, at least that's what she was sure of a few weeks ago.

Just when Oreki Gen seemed to want to continue to embarrass this girl.

Asagiri Ran suddenly turned her head, stretched out her hands, and directly held Oreki Gen's face, then blocked the boy's lips with her red lips.

This was the third kiss of the night.

The only difference from the previous two times was that this time it was the girl who took the initiative.

Normally it was difficult to get this girl to talk to him on her own initiative, but now, she took the initiative to do this.

What to say.

Oreki Gen felt like the child he had raised had finally grown up.

It’s like in a game, you finally defeated the final boss and obtained the equipment you’ve always dreamed of.

He was almost moved to tears.

No more words are needed, nor is any eye contact required.

After a brief moment of shock, Oreki Gen closed his eyes.

Then he felt the other person's arms wrapped around his neck, and he could sense some nervous trembling.

But compared to her initiative at this moment, these things are not important.

The important thing is that both of them sincerely accept each other at this moment.

Even if you drink, it’s not the alcohol’s fault.

Without any coercion or other considerations.

I did it just because I wanted to, just because I needed to.

Very simple.

The girl's awkwardness can still be felt in this kiss, but Oreki Gen can also feel the other party's effort.

She wished she could be like her and immerse herself in such a feeling.

Oreki Genji would not ignore such efforts.

A hard-working child should be given more love than a crybaby.

So Oreki Gen took the initiative.

In that small space, they touch, intersect, and even entangle.

It's not a game of chasing and me running away, but a mutual pursuit.

It feels like sleeping on the clouds. This feeling is irreplaceable.

When the kiss finally ended, they both stared at each other for a long time without saying a word.

Until Asagiri Ran's hands around his neck loosened slightly.

Her eyes flickered with some regret.

"It's time for you to go."

Oreki Gen also knew that time could not be delayed any longer as it had already been delayed for too long.

The longer it takes...the angrier the girl who might still be waiting will become.

Things might become increasingly difficult for me from now on...Oh, it seems like it's already very difficult.

Oreki Gen took a deep breath.

"I know, you should rest early."

Asagiri Smell shook her head at the look in Oreki Gen's eyes.

At this moment, her eyes no longer concealed her worry.

She looked at Oreki Genre seriously.

"I won't sleep. I'll wait until you tell me in person that you're okay... No matter what the result is, don't joke with your own safety."

Oreki Gen was speechless for a moment.

Some deep feelings and deep friendships are truly heavier than carrying any heavy objects on your shoulders.

He nodded.

"it is good."

Asagiri looked at him.

"Do not lie to me."

Then slowly release your hands...

Chapter 137: Good Luck on the New Year's Day

Leaving Asagiri's apartment, the cold wind blew away the last bit of alcohol.

Oreki Xian went downstairs and stood at the entrance of the apartment complex to order a ride-hailing car using his mobile phone.

This is the only way at this point in time.

To be honest, Oreki Gen didn't even know if Sakuraba Mizuki was asleep or not. He didn't really want to contact Sakuraba Mizuki at this time. It wasn't that he had any opinion about her, but he just had an indescribable feeling that if he contacted her at this time, something bad would happen.

But after thinking for a while, Oreki Gen decided to send a message to the other party.

The tone is normal.

"Are you asleep?"

The wind blew the boy's hair, which was a bit cold. However, compared with these, the most important thing seemed to be the uneasiness in his heart.

The other party replied to the message not long after.

"Do you want me to be asleep, or not?"

The question was thrown to him in a familiar way. Although it was not a voice message, Oreki Gen seemed to be able to sense what expression the girl on the other side of the screen should have through this line of words.

It must be a slightly sarcastic, sneering face.

"Of course I hope you're not asleep."

"Oh? So you're pretty strong, and Asagiri Sakura isn't draining you of your stamina?"

The conversation didn't seem serious, was it to let down his guard? In fact, he had already laid a trap?

It was hard for Oreki Gen to not feel this way, but there was still no turning back.

When the online-hailing car arrived in front of him, the boy got on it without hesitation.

Reply to each other at the same time.

"That's not the case. Nothing happened."

Then Sakuraba Mitsuki didn't reply.

My goodness, she knows how to play psychological warfare.

Why not just not reply in the first place? Why don’t you suddenly stop replying now? Aren’t you trying to make yourself overthink things?

Oreki Gen convinced himself to calm down quickly. No matter what, he needed to complete this "test".

After all, escaping may be useful for many people, but it will only have the opposite effect on yourself.

Until the online taxi arrived at the Liujin District and Zhe Muxian walked to the door, there was no response to the message.

Good guy.

This is a rhythm that will kill you.

Oreki Gen took a deep breath and was thinking about how to get in.

"crunch-"

The door opened in response, and Oreki Gen was stunned.

Fortunately, it wasn’t Sakuraba Mitsuki, but it was Chishima Kaede, which seems both reasonable and unreasonable.

"Sister Chishima, are you still awake?"

Chishima Kaede looked at Oreki Gen calmly, her expression seemed like it would never change.

"The lady is in the room."

"Is she asleep?"

Oreki Gen asked.

Qiandao Feng shook his head.

"I do not know."

The ambiguous answer was probably the same for Oreki Gen, which was to make him guess uneasy, which was in line with the girl's personality.

If I make her feel uncomfortable, then it would be a ghost if she can make me feel comfortable.

It's not like she suffers from Stockholm syndrome.

Oreki Xian nodded, and when he was about to go in, he suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, Chishima-san."

Oreki Gen suddenly stopped.

Qiandao Feng turned his head curiously and looked at the handsome young man.

"This is for you, Happy New Year."

Oreki Gen handed the other person a pair of black motorcycle gloves from his canvas bag.

This color and material match very well. Qiandao Feng always wears a black suit and a high ponytail.

Qiandao Feng frowned and didn't take it immediately.

Oreki explained with a smile.

"It's not a very expensive item, but it has a special effect. After you put it on, no matter what you do, you can do it as flexibly as if you were doing it yourself, or even more flexibly. It can also protect your hands from getting hurt. It suits you very well."

Hearing this, Qiandao Feng felt a little hesitant.

"I have nothing to give you."

This sentence has an interesting meaning.

It wasn't a rejection, but an expression that she wanted it, but it was not easy to just accept Oreki Gen's kindness.

Oreki Gen smiled indifferently.

"It's okay. Jianyue is my girlfriend. If you help Jianyue, you are actually helping me. It's only natural for me to give you a gift, especially since it's New Year's Eve. Take it."