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Kiana, a girl who wants neither eternal flames nor shooting stars in the sky, absolutely, absolutely does not need to sacrifice so much for the majority!
As ordinary people, we might hope that someone can step up to the top. As friends, we might have some concerns, but if they are just ordinary friends, we can choose to watch Kiana step up and enjoy the glory of being a hero's friend in the future, thereby gaining some better benefits in life.
Not anymore.
No more.
Because he was Kiana's best friend, and her most important friend, who almost became her lover.
"From hoping to spare his wife from major medical complications and prevent any potential harm to disregarding everything to save the world... perhaps the future meteor showers in the sky would be more reasonable than this." He gently shook his head.
"Small town..."
I can feel the warmth coming from my fingertips.
Lingmeng% doubts 20 Shaanxi O Qi Si (8) I am being caressed.
—This is the truth that I have come to understand.
The girl, who was originally being touched and comforted unilaterally, has now turned the tables and is comforting herself, touching herself in the same way.
Those gentle, azure eyes that were looking at me, even though I had been lost in thought just moments before, were filled with worry simply because they saw my sadness.
Bao Ling $ Meng, first-launch behind, softness also came from behind.
—It is Mistelin.
Unlike the small steamed buns pressed against Kiana's back before, this time it's like a honeydew melon. Even without seeing the scene behind her, one can vaguely guess what kind of softness it has been compressed into—full, perky, and proud. Now, it's probably a scene that would make 2D take over the spotlight just by looking at it.
Perhaps because she had finally encountered a predicament that even the young girl was helpless in, she could no longer use her delicate voice to comfort or dissuade her.
Made.
can be done.
All Mistelin could do now was press harder against the boy's back, her slender fingertips forming a ring on his lower abdomen, giving him an incomparably soft touch, as if she were leaning against the most exquisite latex pillow in the world, with the sweet, white cream flowing out from the edges of their embrace almost excessively.
Ahhh...
That's why it's unacceptable.
"Anyway, don't worry, I will do everything I can to help you solve this problem. The reason I'm saying this now is essentially because I hope..."
"what……"
Jiang Cheng still couldn't force himself to lie to that woman with the blue eyes, so he could only hold her soft, boneless hand tightly and speak slowly and deliberately—
"Actually, it's my selfishness. I hope that when you meet your father, you can discern the truth and just focus on him as a family member."
……
It was as if he wanted to give away all his true feelings, so that the girl could easily tell whether he was telling the truth or lying—the frankness in his eyes was beyond imagination, and the sincerity in his voice made the girl, Yu Tu, whom he was carrying on his back, tighten her grip even more.
Kiana, with her head held high, didn't need to do anything to discern the thoughts gleaned from the falling cherry blossoms.
Is this...is this considered...possessiveness?
Is Jiangcheng concerned about me?
Is he possessive of me?
As if in disbelief, he tried to practice word by word until he pieced all the words together into a complete sentence—and then his bright blue pupils suddenly lit up.
Yes.
Yes!
Xiao Cheng admitted that he cares about me and is possessive of me!
The previous aloof behavior, the refusal to have any intimate communication with me until the very end, and the push and pull before the touch of my hand—the self-doubt and the gloom that arose from this incident and its outcome, all seemed to be suddenly shattered by thunder. The moment I looked up, the whole sky suddenly became clear.
Whether it's the sun, the moon, a starry night, or even just endless darkness, there are no constraints. You can appreciate whatever you want without restraint, observe the changes at all times, and perceive things clearly with your eyes and your sense of touch.
There is no need for any more hesitation.
There is no need for any more doubts.
—Because at this moment, concern and possessiveness are the two extremes of love, representing selfishness and selflessness.
This fact almost made Kiana cheer, and she couldn't help but shout like a monkey that had just snatched a banana, swinging her arms and jumping around—but she didn't do it now only because she was still touching Jiang Cheng's hand and he was still in her sight, and she needed to be mindful of her image.
As for those things I mentioned before, like toxic, problematic, or imprinted with ideology...
Who cares?
It doesn't matter at all.
Anyway, didn't the town already say it would be resolved?
……
……
The only thing left is the boy who now unreservedly displays his selfishness, his filth, and his ordinary side—a side that is not glamorous or bright, a posture hidden in the shadows—and there is some worry.
"Don't worry, and you don't need to hide it from me. I can hear your heart beating."
That gentle voice arrived almost perfectly on cue—offering precise care.
The pressure on my skin lessened, and something was drawing circles behind me.
Is it a finger?
Do not……
no……
The subconscious thoughts were carefully felt, so that the softness of the touch coming from behind was denied... even the little finger didn't feel right.
and so……
That is?
what……
Jiang Cheng tensed up slightly, and after carefully distinguishing and eliminating errors, he could already guess the answer.
They dare not speak out, even if they have the answer.
Only his throat rose and fell slightly.
Although... he's gotten used to this kind of thing, and compared to the outrageous and bizarre things he did before, this is something even Mei and Sakura do. In fact, the boy doesn't find it strange anymore; it's already within the normal range.
Even so, it's still strange.
"Kiana was so moved by your confession that she almost cried."
The delicate voice seemed to climb up my spine, caressing my eardrums, accompanied by a pair of hands stroking my ears, like a gentle breeze carrying flower petals blowing from behind—
"Selfishness is the ultimate confession."
……
There's no need to emphasize the words "confession".
Because expressing one's care and possessiveness is, in essence, a confession.
……
"That's right, that's right!" Kiana finally snapped out of her daze, slapping her cheeks hard with both hands. "Go ahead and be possessive and selfish, I can handle it no matter how heavy it is!"
"Then I'll go ahead and show off my ugly side to my heart's content." Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Since we're not worried about this, we can proceed more smoothly with the purification of Kaslana.
Forget about ideological imprints; he's just a hypocritical and selfish ordinary person who can't accept the casual sacrifice of people important to him.
Sky Ranger is carrying too heavy a burden in her heart; she's completely developed severe depression. She might leave herself a note and just walk away one day... That's unacceptable.
Although Jiang Cheng kept criticizing Otto's inefficiency, he was certain that if he were to encounter the same situation as Otto and witness the death of his beloved Kaslana, he would also have an emotional breakdown... Whether he would actually do the same thing later was another matter.
Fortunately, there's nothing to worry about.
My emotional intelligence isn't as low as Otto's.
Seeing the girl's excited eyes, Jiang Cheng's mood improved as well. He casually activated his Honkai energy and retrieved the Jizo Mitsuki that had been tossed aside in the corner.
what……
Jiang Cheng's body instantly tensed up, and even Mistelin, who was performing brainwave therapy, couldn't relax her shoulders despite her best efforts to massage them.
Even after carefully asking what was wrong, they couldn't get any response from the boy who was still standing there.
Because the moment the Jizo-myo ...
Two more have arrived...
I……
Are you some kind of walking, self-propelled succubus?
……
—That's truly incredible.
Ling, who had been tossed aside by Misterin and suppressed by the power of the Stigmata, could only watch this grand spectacle helplessly, rubbing her forehead under the cherry blossom tree.
Jiang Cheng, being an ordinary person with a single-threaded intelligence, probably completely forgot everything else the moment he was confessed to.
Why is it that so many people like him...?
Hey……
However, even the young girl, Ling, had no room for denial on this matter.
Because, not to mention Jiang Cheng's unintentional tactics against those people, which he could easily understand with a little thought, each time he unintentionally touched the softest part of their hearts. Even those who were insignificant and were never treated well by Jiang Cheng, who were either sarcastic or mocking from the beginning, or at the very least, dismissed with disdain and too lazy to even mention them...
right here.
I've always been here.
It's really hard to imagine how he could say such heavy words in such a serious and earnest voice.
Just hearing this as an observer was already unbearable, let alone what he said to me personally—
You are now an important friend of mine. Even if it's just to help a friend get revenge, I will do my best to resolve all your grievances in the most reasonable and justifiable way... Even after your grievances are resolved, I will not stop until everything I saw that caused my grievances is resolved.
Ahhh...
Even if you know it's just friendship.
He knew he would do the same for all the important people in his life.
Whenever she recalls the words she was told to herself, the girl still can't help but roll around on the lawn, shaking her head with her hands, her mouth agape in a pout.
[So I'll try to smooth things over for you, emphasizing that you were forced and that Mistelin was inhuman... basically, to make it easier to accept.]
The remaining question is with you: are you truly capable of handling four... currently three people at once?
—Ling has indeed done her best.
This is something you can realize just by hearing it.
Even so, Jiang Cheng couldn't give an answer immediately—because the girl's question beside him had arrived and was gradually touching on the truth.
"Is it because of Mei-neechan and Sakura-neechan?"
what……
Isn't this name a bit strange?
It felt strange from the moment I heard it... especially considering that this spirit is like Cecilia, with a mature and sophisticated demeanor.
Don't worry.
Mistelin's voice still lingered in my ears.
It seemed that he had already determined from Jiang Cheng's expression and actions that his guess was true—the boy's body had suddenly become stiff because he was trapped here.
This kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable.
Even if the troubled boy's appearance is fresh and his emotions are rich, and he is closer to the kind of useless person that I yearn for and admire, I still don't want to see him sad. Just seeing him sad feels like something is blocking my way, making me feel stuffy and suffocated...
“I’ll handle this part,” Mistelin decided to do on her own.
Lost in thought for a moment, the boy had no chance to speak.
Even when the nine items were opened, they left no room for refusal—