Extra Story: Post-War Mission (End)
(Thanks to Kai Zi, who fell in love with fishing, for his strong support of this book)
(Thanks to Grandmaster Kai to be a father for his great support of this book)
At this time, Beidou's tone suddenly softened: "Wanda, I really like you..."
Wanda's face suddenly became hot.
Hokuto: "...but that's because you're really cute. I know, it's not love."
The little witch's hot face suddenly began to cool down, her lips trembled a little, but she couldn't speak.
Beidou stretched out his hands and put them on her shoulders: "I need you to think about it seriously - are you really in love with me? Or just like it?"
Wanda was stunned: "Uh, this..."
The two words like and love have different meanings in English.
Although most young people don't have to like it, when the impulse comes, they can get together to solve each other's physiological needs.
Therefore, when men and women reach the level of "like", it is already very serious to roll with each other.
The word love is undoubtedly more extravagant.
Even if most people say "I love you" in their mouths, they know that it is just exaggeration or even snoring.
They only feel natural when they say "I love you" to their parents, wife and children.
In a sense, only if you love your girlfriend to the extent of your family, you will not feel guilty if the word "I love you" is for her.
What does "I love you" at the family level mean?
In Europe and the United States, there are also old parents in their seventies and eighties raising fat sons of otaku who have accomplished nothing.
Even if he reprimanded and scolded from time to time, he was still reluctant to drive him away.
There are very few men who can do this to their girlfriends.
Unless the woman is rich or beautiful, the man's tolerance is "asking for".
The fat son of the otaku basically has no money, and generally does not please his parents, and his parents do not seek returns for their efforts.
At this moment, when Wanda heard these two words from Beidou's mouth, he immediately understood what he meant.
A person like Beidou would not say "I love you" casually.
Even "I like you", Emmm~ well, the majority of the people in the Justice League are hiding from him.
Want him to say "like" to himself? Sorry, it must be the kind of "like" that has to be chopped into dozens of pieces, and then bombarded with ions into barbecue.
Such a formal question made Wanda realize a question that he hadn't paid attention to before: Do he really "love" Beidou?
To say that she is willing to block the knife and block the gun for Beidou, she has no problem, and she will not expect anything in return.
However, this is an obligation and responsibility among the partners of the Justice League.
The Dark Knight and Black Catwoman will do the same for Wanda, does it prove that they both "love" her?
So what do you "like" or "love" Beidou? Wanda asked himself in his heart, and suddenly found that the answer did not seem to be taken for granted.
She likes Beidou's company, teaching, reprimanding, and the sense of security that comes with it, which is more like facing a... father?
Wanda immediately denied the inference.
When she was with Beidou, she would subconsciously get close to him, and she had fantasized about intimate scenes many times.
And she didn't hate this kind of fantasy in her heart, nor did she reject occasional intimate contact with him.
On the contrary, when she imagined the situation where she called him "Dad" at this moment, she felt uncomfortable.
Beidou observed her expression, and roughly determined what he was thinking, with a smile on his face: "Look, you are actually not sure which one it is, or which one is more, right?"
Wanda thought about it and nodded in approval.
Beidou patted her shoulder slightly with both hands: "Remember how I taught you how to face problems? Give yourself a little more time, think carefully, and then make a decision."
Wanda nodded, frowned immediately, and looked at him suspiciously: "You...is this a delaying tactic?"
This is of course also the psychology he taught.
Beidou retracted his hands, made a serious expression, shook his head and said, "No. But do you know what the life expectancy of a team member is? At least one hundred and fifty years old."
Wanda puzzled: "What does this have to do with us?"
Beidou: "The problem is that according to the physical examination data, you and I are not the "least", but the longest small group."
Wanda probably understood and asked tentatively, "Then are we two hundred or three hundred years old?"
Beidou: "Start at five hundred years old."
"What?" Wanda was stunned, opened his mouth for a moment, and then murmured.
"Three hundred years should only be the time for you to keep your youthful appearance and not get old." Beidou spreads his hands: "The problem between us, if we have to make a decision at the beginning of life, it is probably similar to... Ordinary girls shout at the age of five. Are you going to get married?"
Wanda lowered his head and looked at his pectoralis major: ... Are you implying that I am like a little girl when you say this?
For a time, her mood was very complicated, and she didn't know whether to be happy or angry.
Hundreds of years of life, hundreds of years of youthful appearance, this is definitely good news for women.
But if there is no one to accompany the long life and appreciate the face that is not old, then the situation is not so wonderful.
Seeing this, Beidou smiled and took her by the shoulders, walking along the street: "Have you seen this road?"
Wanda nodded and hummed.
Beidou: "We walked a short distance before, and we haven't seen the rest. If you leave immediately, will you be curious about the scenery on the rest of the way?"
Wanda looked left and right, and pouted: "Compared with other streets we have walked through, this street is actually not very beautiful."
...Well, at first glance, this sentence is a good student I taught. Beidou slandered in his heart.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Then you won't see the scenery of other streets from now on. Would you like to?"
Wanda hesitated.
Just now, she just used the bad jokes they were used to to irritate him, but the real meaning of this question was clear to both of them.
Once she says yes, there will be an answer, but probably not the one she wants.
Besides, his previous words made her start to examine the relationship between the two.
After being poured several pots of cold water, she calmed down and thought again, but the answer she thought was inevitable was not so certain.
And the true "love" feeling is not to be considered.
Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Beidou naturally understood that this was the answer.
He nodded: "So, let's make an appointment."
Wanda remained silent, just looking at him.
"In a hundred years, I will treat you as before, and then I will give you an answer. Or..." Beidou stared at her: "After you think about it, give me an answer at any time."
Wanda's expression was complicated, her snow-white teeth were biting so that her red lips turned slightly white.
After a long time, she nodded slowly: "Okay, I agree."
Beidou laughed, stretched out his left hand in front of her, and raised his pinky finger: "Swear?"
The little witch lowered her head and stared blankly at that finger for a moment, and her left little finger quickly hooked up with it.
After shaking both hands together a few times, she couldn't help but look up at him: "Do you swear like this with everyone else?"
The corner of Beidou's mouth twitched: "Of course... no, but you are a little witch."
Wanda hummed and wrinkled her pretty nose: "I was an adult when I met you, okay?"
Beidou: "But I think you are still young."
Wanda: "Where am I young?"
Beidou: "Okay, let's talk about long-distance travel."
Wanda: "How long? A week, a month?"
Beidou: "Well, how about five hundred years?"
Wanda: "...well, you say."
On the sunny streets of Paris, the two figures gradually drifted away, but the two fingers that were hooked together in the whispered conversation did not loosen until they disappeared into the distant crowd.