After the work was over, Xiaocha and Qian Yinsu got into the car and returned to the villa. The first thing she did when she returned to the villa was to put on her women's clothes and face her real self in the mirror. She touched her face narcissistically.
, "Xiaosu, am I cute?"
"Well" a certain black thread is so narcissistic...
Xiaocha smiled sweetly, "I'm going out for dinner today. I'm going to find Ryoma now. I'll be back later~" She said and walked out of the room.
Qian Yinsu raised his eyebrows, Ryoma? She has lost her memory! Now it should be said that it was less than two days after Xiaocha met Echizen Ryoma after losing her memory! She became Ryoma?
When Xiaocha stood at the door of Echizen's house, she felt more nervous than ever before. She swallowed her saliva, and after pressing the doorbell for a long time, she saw a beautiful big sister coming out, "Cha? Come in, come in!"
Nanako exclaimed happily that she was back!
"Ryoma, Xiaocha is here to find you!" Nanako shouted to the people upstairs.
Nanjiro, who was reading a magazine, stood up immediately after hearing this, "What! Xiaocha is back! Teenager~ Come down quickly and seize the opportunity~ Xiaocha will leave if you don't come down~"
Hearing the calls of these two people, Ryoma immediately opened the door and ran downstairs. When he saw Xiaocha standing at the door, two unnatural blushes appeared on his cheeks. Did she come to see him?
"Ryoma, I'm here to play ball with you," she said with a smile.
His eyes were wide open at this moment. He remembered that when she was three years old, she came to his house to play ball with him every day. The first thing she said to him was - Longma, I come to play ball with you.
It happened every day, regardless of wind or rain, for three consecutive years. He was young at the time, and because Xiaocha always wore boys' clothes, he didn't feel any difference. When it rained, he always looked at the rain outside, thinking that the rain was so...
She probably wouldn't come! But soon after, she could always be heard ringing the doorbell. Even on rainy days, she would come to his house and talk to him about tennis.
When he was six years old, he still missed her when she left. After a month, he rarely thought of her. Until she came back three years ago, he gradually began to have strange feelings, and later found out that she was a girl.
Only then did I realize that she had always liked him