"I..." Xiao Feiniao hesitated, full of worries.

"If you like it, go for it. If you are so timid and afraid of hurting me, are you so confident that you can snatch Xiaoxiao away from me?"

"Because I also like Na-chan," Xiao Asuka raised her head and cried with tears in her eyes, "so I don't know what to do."

"Didn't your mother help you like that? She would let me use her whenever she could get close to her. What does it look like to look forward and backward? Or did she learn a lot about Xiaoxiao's timid character during tutoring?"

I must be crazy, Nishino thought. She was not angry with Xiao Asuka, but was angry with her attitude of not complaining about herself. It was difficult for her to come up with a definite answer for what she did all this, but she just knew one thing in her heart.

thing.

That is, if they don't explain everything here, they won't be able to move forward.

"Feiniao, Xiaoxiao is standing here right now. She won't run away or leave, so tell her. No matter what you like or what you hate, if you don't say it even now, you really won't have a chance in the future.

Got it!"

Nishino's words were like a shot in the arm. Xiao Feiniao hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face. Although she was choking, she still stared at Wu Geng without hesitation. She put all the grievances, regrets and complaints in her heart into her eyes.

Even more so, he was a little unable to withstand such a powerful sight.

"Stinky Wu Geng, are you... are you deaf?" Xiao Feiniao choked and scolded. Her voice was slightly hoarse due to the violent fluctuations of emotions, but it had a deep and heavy tone, firmly suppressing Wu Geng in place.

"Can't you hear me? I said it that day, I've obviously said it! I said that people like you! I mustered up the courage. I'm afraid I won't have that much courage in my future life. Why that

You didn't wake up at that time! I really hope you can open your eyes, hold my hand and say 'me too'."

She sniffed and shook her head hard. She shook her head hard, hard.

"I know, Xiangwugeng, you like Najiang. You have always liked Najiang. There is no way that there is any possibility between us. Because, Xiangwugeng, you have never regarded me as a love partner. I think it doesn't matter. I think

As long as I can accept this, it doesn’t matter if you don’t like me or you just treat me as your sister, as long as we can be together. I thought that’s all I need!”

"But... no, it's not possible at all. Although we are very happy and happy when we are together, once I think about it, you have another person in your heart, another person who is much more important than me, I feel

Don’t give in. Why can’t it be me, Asuka? Why can’t the most important person you care about most about me be me, Asuka?”

Little Asuka shed tears as she spoke, and the tears fell down her cheeks on the floor. The pattering sound was like a heavy hammer hitting her chest in the middle of the night, and she gradually had difficulty breathing.

The little flying bird sobbed, raised his fist, and lightly hit Wu Geng's shoulder, again and again.

"Everyone has said that they like me. Birds are special. My mother also said the same. Why didn't you realize it? I am a special and unique bird. I like you. Why, why didn't you realize it?

Woolen cloth!"

"Asuka..."

Wu Geng grabbed Xiao Feiniao's wrist, and the hand was as weak as a wounded bird's wing. Wu Geng was speechless.

"Stinky Wugeng, I like you," the little bird said, repeating it like a murmur, "I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you.

you……"

And then finally came to the final conclusion.

"Because I like you... I hate you the most."

——

Shiraishi backed away with a pale face, unable to believe what his ears heard. But Fukawa didn't look like she was joking. She told Shiraishi these things with calm words like factual statements. Even so, Shiraishi couldn't "Ah,

"That's how it is" and accept it easily.

That day, after Matsumura's misunderstanding was resolved, such a huge change occurred between Fukawa and Hashimoto, but Shiraishi and others were unaware of it. She was somewhat angry.

"Why...don't you tell me?"

"What will happen if I tell you?"

"If you tell us, we can—"

"Can we sit down and have a good talk, and then this matter can be properly resolved to the satisfaction of both parties?" Fukawa said, "Can anyone give any effective suggestions? In fact, Mai, you are also very confused now.

"

Shiraishi was indeed confused. After the initial shock, she still didn't know what to say. However, she still felt that it was not appropriate to hide this matter.

"No..." Bai Shi said softly.

"What's wrong?"

"We... we shouldn't be like this..." She looked at Hashimoto, who lowered his eyes, feeling uncomfortable in her heart, "We shouldn't have this kind of relationship..."

"So Maiyang, what kind of feelings do you have for Nanamin?"

Shiraishi raised his head in surprise, and when he met Fukawa's eyes, his eyes fell quickly like a plane that had been hit by a fuel tank.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Mai Mai."

"I'm asking Maiyang if you like Nanamin." Fukawa said word by word.

Her consciousness was so clear at the moment, and she had never felt so awake before. I am really suitable to be a bad woman, Fukawa laughed to herself in her heart.

"I like it, but it's not that kind of liking..." Perhaps due to Fukawa's unusual sense of intimidation, Shiraishi still gave the answer.

"Where are you Nanamin?" Fukawa looked at Hashimoto.

Hashimoto shook her head, "Maimai, you don't have to do this." She paused, as if she suddenly encountered a new word she didn't know during the reading process. After an abrupt pause, she continued, "I didn't

I have considered this issue.”

"It's not too late to think about it now." Fukawa was aggressive. She was like a sword that had not been sheathed for a long time. Once the hidden edge is exposed to the light, it will be stained with blood.

"Between Mayi and I, Nanamin, who do you have more feelings for?"

Baishi was suddenly at a loss. She shouldn't have panicked here, but, for some reason, she couldn't calm down at this moment.

"Maimai, you shouldn't have said this. Have you ever thought about how it will end?"

Hashimoto did not answer this question. She grabbed her wrist, and the veins on the plain back of her hand gradually became clearer, like the rolling mountains in a landscape painting. Her heart also rose and fell with the mountains.

"Do you think I'm very calm? How is that possible?" Hashimoto restrained herself. She spoke in a bitter tone like an ascetic monk, "But what can I do? You told me other than running away from me on the spot."
Chapter completed!