Overturned Tower

"It's really strange that you will show such an expression."

Bad Day flicked his tongue happily, crossed his legs, leaned back on the sofa back, and marveled at Russell's restraint: "I think of the little cat on the airship again.

"When you are not familiar with it, you still look very good. But once you get familiar with it, it suddenly becomes uncute."

It's like a cat sent to a pet hospital for a bath, it will stay still obediently and let the doctor touch it; but when it wants to be petted at home, it scratches and bites.

"...Thinking about it carefully, it's quite catty."

"It's in the nest, right?"

Russell replied lazily: "I guess you mean to say that. I don't object at all...Cats are indeed such nest animals."

After he took off his coat, he curled up on another small sofa to the left of Bad Day. The previously uneasy mood quickly calmed down.

This is not a long sofa, but the kind that makes people sit and drink tea.

But Russell almost never sits properly—because of his schizophrenia, Russell's body is extraordinarily soft.

He can easily "fold up" himself on this sofa and curl up into a ball.

Perhaps because cats like cardboard boxes, he likes to shrink in small spaces. This was more comfortable for Russell than sitting properly or lying down straight.

Seeing that Russell has even closed his eyes... On a bad day, I'm not sure if Russell intends to ignore himself on purpose and fall asleep directly.

He straightened up, leaned over and kept pushing Russell, trying to wake him up.

"I said, hey, I said—when did you guys start?"

"It hasn't started yet..."

"Really? Then when did you start liking her?"

"...When did you like her?"

Hearing this, Russell slightly opened his eyes.

He also began to think seriously.

…yes.

Speaking of which, when did it start?

The shyness of touching each other's ears from the first time they met?

Or when she went out to eat, she heard her childhood pity?

Is it the warmth gushing from the bottom of my heart when I was attacked by Quanshu and the maze, when I saw her protecting herself like a rage?

Or when she patiently put on makeup after knowing her psychic powers... the slight itchiness when her warm breath patted her face?

Or was it the sense of security that she brought home when she picked her up on that rainy night?

After such a calculation, Russell discovered that there seemed to be some subtle problems here:

Why, think about it carefully...

Except for the faint heartbeat of putting on make-up, the other scenes are more like delphinium is the man, and you are the woman who is being teased?

So, what have you done for the delphinium?

Russell thought about it carefully, but found out with a guilty conscience... He didn't seem to have done anything.

Of course, it is also possible that he did something unintentionally, but because it was not intentional and Russell didn't think it was an important thing, he didn't take it to heart at all. It's almost forgotten by now.

But to be specific, when did it start...

"...I can't remember."

Russell shrank back on the sofa, and replied honestly in a low voice: "If you say when you were surprised, it was the first time. But it wasn't liking.

"I can't say which moment I fell in love with her. Looking back on the past, I found that I seemed to be a little moved in every segment, but I didn't fall in love enough when I thought about it carefully.

"Perhaps it is the daily accumulation of bits and pieces, as the living habits adapt to each other, and the understanding of her gradually increases..."

"You mean, long-term love?"

"I'm not the kind of person who will fall in love with each other for a long time."

Russell murmured, he was actually a little confused: "I should be the type who gets less likable the longer I get along.

"Those of my friends may be able to be 'captured' by me at the beginning. But in the end, they will almost gradually alienate me... If they can reach the end, they will not be bored with my best friends, and they will also spray me with 'you Words like "dog push", calling me "A dog". But I think I should be closer to cats in character.

"Maybe what I did was somewhat doggy."

"Hey, hey," Bad Day was a little unhappy, "You said that, have you considered what a real dog thinks? I'm going to sue you for discrimination by relatives.

"...But, that's not a bad thing."

He touched his chin: "It sounds like you are a little more autistic than I thought. But your mind is surprisingly delicate and sensitive.

"It's not so much a long-term love, it's better to say it's a warm life and a sense of identity, melting the ice you use for self-protection.

"It sounds a bit like the style of a pseudo-three-non-type literary girl-it looks very indifferent, but in fact it just doesn't know how to deal with others, and is essentially shy and timid. So when you meet a gentle male protagonist, you will Melted by warmth... I watched anime with similar themes when I was young."

Hearing this, Russell was taken aback.

is that so?

Before he even had time to complain about the contrast between the metaphor of a bad day and his image, he strangely felt a little bit of recognition.

Maybe it really is so...

"You don't have to think about it too much," Bad Ri waved his hand, "How can there be only one truth about feelings.

"Just make sense. Don't think too much about it."

"...You sound quite experienced."

Russell said quietly, "Do you have a wife of your own?"

"I haven't even had a girlfriend," Bad Day confidently picked up a piece of potato chips, "Do you know how old I was when I betrayed my family?"

"I heard you are so confident and proud, I thought you were quite experienced."

"I have quite a bit of experience as a bystander. There is a saying that those who are obsessed by the authorities are clear by the bystander. As a bystander, I must have more experience than the person involved."

Bad Ri didn't have the slightest doubt about his own words: "And the experience I have concluded is that finding a girlfriend is too troublesome, and I'd better watch other people fall in love.

"If everything goes well, I can eat some candy by the side; if it doesn't go well, I can also watch the fun by the side. It's called a win-win situation, barber."

"Is this a win-win?"

"A win-win is a bad day always wins twice."

He smiled and said, "Do you want potato chips?"

"No, I came back when I was full."

Russell shook his head and retracted into the sofa again.

Bad Ri moved his **** and came closer, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, I said...

"Why not use your talents on Delphinium?"

"…What did you say?"

"It's your talent of being able to read other people's hearts and imitate them. Don't try to lie to me, I know you definitely have it."

Bad Day added: "Aren't you not sure what she thinks of you?

"Then why don't you use your talent to judge how she likes you?"

"…forget it."

Russell huddled into a smaller ball, ignoring the bad days that kept coming up with bad ideas.

"You are afraid."

Bad Ri pointed out sharply: "You are afraid that your imitation will make the delphinium fear you and hate you; you are also afraid that after reading her heart, you will not find the love of your lover from her heart. Instead, just put You care about him as a junior, as a younger brother... right?"

"A gentle person is gentle to everyone~www.wuxiahere.com~ She is such a gentle person... It is only natural that I would be afraid."

"It's more than that."

Bad Ri smiled: "I think... it's because you have vaguely noticed that the answer you value most cannot be imitated."

The most important answer...

Is it 【Love】?

Hearing this, Russell was stunned.

He soon realized when Bad Day had discovered this...probably when he had met Morgan.

"Why do you think Morgan agrees that you are not a blue robin?

"Because in your imitation, there is indeed no blue robin's love for her. You think you have already imitated it very much, and your heart is already very painful. But love is not the kind of thing that will bring pain."

Bad Ri folded his hands on his chest and replied very affirmatively.