It's not that he's afraid that he will treat me as his son, and then punch me in the head in revenge for "I" not accepting him. But...but...this guy is crying.
God, there must be something wrong with my eyes.
However, if you look carefully, look again...really, a drop of crystal tears fell from the corner of his eye.
"Riko..."
Facing his tears, the tears of such an arrogant boy, I was stunned, and for a moment I forgot my previous actions of desperately trying to push his tall body away.
Until his face magnified in front of me... "Riko, it's because of you that I returned to China. It's because of you that I worked hard to learn Chinese. You said that your father is Chinese, so
, you are also Chinese, you like to communicate with people in Chinese... so I learned Chinese... I also tell you, I am also Chinese... I just live in Japan, I have always been in Japan... Riko, you
Why don't you even look at me with a straight eye? Is it because I make you cry?"
The guy moved an inch closer to me. He bent down so that the tips of our noses were almost touching.
Another tear escaped from his eyes and fell onto my face without any accident.
Mom, I'm not a trash can, and I have to be responsible for absorbing his tears. I won't do it.
No matter what, I pushed him away desperately.
"Riko, don't leave me, don't leave me..."
He held me tightly.
Although I, Griffith, am not easy to bully, I am no match for this savage man like him. I was defeated by him in just three moves. I had to succumb to his brute force and was hugged tightly by him.
It was difficult to breathe. It was simply murder in disguise. I knew that I had a grudge against him in my previous life.
"Riko, don't hate me, don't leave me..."
The guy was sobbing and talking, without his usual arrogance at all. He cried on my shoulder for a while and then looked up into my eyes. He gently held my face and said, "I solemnly say to you,
I swear, from now on, I will never make you angry again. I will control my temper. I will no longer yell at you, and I will no longer be rude to you. So, you like me...
…”
The guy lay on my shoulder again, looking for attachment.