This is the fate

[Yang Lu, what's wrong? ]

Dai Yue touches Li Yanglu who is sitting down.

But Li Yanglu's eyes kept looking at the side where Siyu was being interviewed.

[Daiyue,]

The tone paused.

It seems that a great determination has been made.

There are also eyebrows that cannot be stretched.

[Can you, don't you like Siyu? ]

After finishing speaking, a pair of expectant but complicated eyes looked at Dai Yue.

Dai Yue's surprise fell into these eyes.

Don't like Siyu?

How can she not like Siyu?

How can she not care about this silly, simple, lovely, pure Teng Siyu?

impossible.

It is irrefutable to say it in person.

[impossible. ]

Teng Siyu, if you had turned around earlier,

If you listen carefully.

If you trust your feelings.

All of this can only be used if to appease the missed resentment.

Dai Yue bowed his head.

Looking at Yang Lu holding her hand tightly,

She understands all this.

But I don't want Siyu to understand.

She was afraid that Siyu would understand.

[Why?Why is it impossible? ]

Li Yanglu used the haste that even she didn't expect.

And, he pinched Dai Yue's arm so hard that red marks appeared.

Dai Yue felt something was wrong with Li Yanglu.

[Yang Lu, little Yang Lu~ Likes are uncontrollable, you know? ]

Dai Yue reached out and poked Yang Lu's cheek.

Hope to bring her out of such an atmosphere.

So, this is what you call slapstick Teng Siyu again.

Dai Yue just stretched out his hand to poke Yang Lu's face,

You turn around.

Meet Dai Yue's outstretched hand.

You kept calling in your heart, don't, don't.

But still unable to stop, Dai Yue stretched out Li Yanglu's hand.

So, you were slapped with two words,

Sweep away the little bit of warmth left in my heart.

All that was left was Li Yanglu's pink face and Dai Yue's usual smile.

So you, bury yourself.

Therefore,

Teng Siyu.

You are dull.

You idiot.