Four Hundred and Twenty Eighth Bold Face

Alena raised the corners of her mouth slightly, it wasn't obvious, but she could still feel the faint smile in her eyes.

She didn't speak, but just watched Ronan quietly, as if she could interpret infinite possibilities from that playful gaze, which made Ronan feel like a fruit.

Uncontrollably, he became a little embarrassed, and the subconscious restraint caused Ronan to divert his attention. After all, he was still not used to such a bold and direct way of close communication. The air became quiet, and the atmosphere became awkward again.

what to do?

"Uh..." Ronan forced himself to raise his gaze again and look into Alena's eyes, "You know... I mean, do you remember the day you said you liked me, it was at Staples Park the day..."

Very abrupt!

A topic without warning.

In fact, Ronan has always wanted to ask. Since he said this sentence that day, he has been circling in his mind from time to time, but because of the Grammy performance, they need to concentrate wholeheartedly. This is a challenge that does not allow any mistakes. Although curious Despite the anxiety, the impulse was controlled.

It's just that every time the eyes intersect, I always want to ask impulsively, but it seems that every opportunity is not suitable, so I swallow it again, force myself to calm down again, continue to work, and then repeat again and again A missed opportunity that never seemed to find a better one.

At this time, another thought popped up in my mind, and with the courage of impulsiveness, I just blurted it out.

Alena froze for a moment, lowered her eyes unnaturally, and didn't dare to continue to look directly into Ronan's eyes, but she still quietly looked at Ronan's expression from the corner of her eyes. Then quickly dodge like a hot hand.

"Yes." Alena replied shortly, her heart beating wildly without warning, but she felt that her whole body was soaked in the hot spring and her whole body was burning hot.

Ronan's throat was slightly dry, but he still mustered up the courage to ask, "You mean...'like', is it like the kind of like between friends, or...something else?"

Time and space, stagnation.

Ronan just watched Alena quietly like this, bold and direct like never before, as if holding his breath involuntarily.

The hot eyes made Alena even more nervous. After her eyes drifted slightly, she still looked at Ronan. In the dim light, she could see those crystal clear blue eyes.

Like the blue color of the Aegean Sea, time and space lost their meaning in an instant, all calmness and rationality were useless, there was only a buzzing and surging sound in her mind, and she completely lost the ability to think .

The only thing capable of responding is instinct.

silence. impulse.

impulse. silence.

The words swirled on the tip of the tongue, and went around a few times, the force of the heart hitting the chest was so fierce and so fast, it almost burst through the throat, the reason was completely out of control, and the emotion took the upper hand, buzzing in the mind.

Then, Alena gritted her teeth lightly, finally grasped the fleeting courage, raised her eyes, and slammed into the blue ocean head-on, "No."

she says.

"Not just friends."

Alena's gaze gradually became firmer, but it made Ronan feel embarrassed. He lowered his eyes slightly to conceal the panic and... throbbing in the depths of his eyes, but soon Ronan raised his eyes again, quietly He met Alena's gaze with calm eyes, his calm eyes concealing the turbulent emotions in his mind.

"I guess the implication should be like this, but... I'm not sure." Ronan's voice was slightly tense-because Alena's answer was too direct, it was obviously her own question, and it was obviously her own. Looking forward to the answer, but...still nervous.

It was as if I could feel a group of butterflies flapping their wings in my chest. The fluttering vibrations made my mouth dry, jumpy and apprehensive, excited and tense. Contradictory emotions were tug-of-war. I swallowed a saliva involuntarily. It's about to come out of the throat.

Alena stared at Ronan, her expression didn't change, but she calmed down after she said it, her eyes seemed to say:

so what?

Such a direct gaze made Ronan subconsciously want to dodge, he was not sure what he was thinking, even if this was the answer he was waiting for, he was still afraid; or, it was because he got the answer he wanted , Instead, worry about gains and losses, like being timid when you are close to your hometown.

Once, he thought that he would never be able to accept the temperature of another soul. The silence after deafness was only boundless cold, and he didn't even dare to approach any living body easily, lest his own coldness would also infect the other party, dragging The other party entered the abyss together.

And now?

Is he ready?

Ronan's peripheral vision seemed to be able to capture the disappointment and fragility in Alena's eyes——

Clearly, silence was not the response she was expecting.

Ronan cleared his throat, "Here's the thing, I'm...well, I'm not sure how I feel, because most of the time, I'm running away from myself, hiding behind notes, and believing, that's the only way I'm safe Yes, I...uh..." There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, he is not as brave as he imagined, at least he is so in the face of feelings, family affection, love, friendship...all of them are like this.

Aware of his timidity and panic, he obviously started to get closer in his heart, but subconsciously took half a step back to distance himself, "I just think that if something happens between us, it should look awkward to outsiders, as if... carrion and The reunion of the mummies..."

Self-deprecating joke.

But Ronan was not confident, his voice gradually lowered, and he seemed to be talking to himself, rather than convincing Alena, he was convincing himself.

Then, he looked up at Alena again, and the follow-up words were stuck in his throat like this. He obviously still had countless thoughts but couldn't say them. He just stared blankly at Alena, regretting already in the back of his mind.

Alena also lowered her eyes, and subconsciously, she took a half step back—compared with Ronan, she needs to face more constraints and frameworks, not only from the eyes of the classical music circle, but also from the family The voice, the impulsive answer just now has consumed most of the courage, and at this moment, hearing Ronan's words, she also began to waver.

Otherwise, back off?

But……

Alena couldn't move her footsteps at all, leaning against the bone-chilling red brick wall behind her, her fingertips were caressing the rough texture of the brick surface, and her reason returned to her brain bit by bit——

She knew that Ronan was right, she knew they were not suitable, she knew that this relationship might be difficult to develop, she knew it all.

Reason is like mathematics, the calculation is clear, and the answer just surfaced.

But what is absurd is that the more sober the brain and the clearer the reason, the more turbulent and maddening the inner heat will be, just like a sea of ​​flames spreading from sporadic to prairie fire.