The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

——Because I care about her, I am so angry.

I said!enough!I don't care about that bastard!

--Ha ha……

"OK, all right."

Still low and soft and full of gentle voices, Lancelot just wrapped his arms around me lightly, patted my back once and again, "As long as Amemiya, you can stop doing it for this. Sad, it's okay..."

It was a long time before my tears stopped.

But the warmth in Lancelot's arms made me not want to leave like this.

Lancelot, I can really... believe you?

"Lance..."

In a low voice, I read his name.

"I'm here."

The answer to me was still the gentle and firm voice.

For a moment, I had an unrealistic illusion-as long as I wanted, no matter when and where, every call would get his response.

"Why... would you want me to talk to the woman Lancer?"

Because of the embarrassment, I don't really want to see Lancelot's face, so I still just nestled in his arms, letting my face face the area of ​​his shoulder.

"I can feel that Miss Lancer, like Miss Caster, really cares about you Amamiya. Although Miss Lancer's method may be wrong... But her intention and starting point should be good..."

After a pause, Lancelot said again, "Although it may be a bit rude to say that, after all, Mr. Kirishu Uemiya has passed away, but is Miss Lancer still there? Even if you miss the existence that has passed away, you can’t change it. Any status quo at this moment, on the contrary, it is easy to lose some important things that are grasped now, right?"

I was stunned for a moment: "Lance, how did you know Eomiya Kirishu?!"

"..."

Lancelot was silent for a while before speaking slowly, "Although it was not what I meant, I used to...through my dreams, I saw a bit of Amamiya's past..."

"Ha, it turned out to be like this..."

I murmured, and I couldn't find another topic for a while.

In fact, the heroic spirit can't dream.

The so-called "dream" is actually a fragment of memory passed through the connection between Master and Servant after reaching a certain tacit understanding.

As a Master, you can know the past life of your own Servant from these memory fragments-and in the same way, as a Servant, you can also learn about your own Master through these fragments.

"There is nothing wrong with Amemiya's approach. No matter who you switch to, you will be excited when you suddenly know these things."

Still holding the posture of hugging me, Lancelot said in a low voice, "But again, I also believe in Amamiya's own judgment-you are not a person who will get angry about this kind of thing and make you lose your mind. ."

"..."

Taking a deep breath, I shook my head with a wry smile, "Well, I admit that I was persuaded by you, Lance."

By now, my mood has stabilized, so I moved backward and retreated from Lancelot's embrace.

Without that warm embrace, for a moment, I actually felt very cold in my body.

Sure enough... I seem a little addicted to Lancelot's gentleness...

"There is no question of persuading or not persuading."

Cangbing eyes stared at me fixedly, and a smile appeared on Lancelot's face, "Actually, I believe Amamiya should have made a decision long ago? I just don't want to admit it."

"Tsk, save me some face, okay."

I half covered my face with a little helplessness, "I always feel that for Lancelot, I feel almost transparent."

"Because Amemiya really understands..."

Lancelot raised his hand and gently stroked the tears on my cheeks, "I hope Amamiya will keep you like this. If possible, I want to stay like this and stay with Amamiya." ..."

"!"

I was stunned, and stared at Lancelot's serious expression blankly. I only felt that my brain was blank--or rather, I didn't know what kind of reaction I should make to be correct.

"……Ha ha……"

Probably because my dazed expression is very funny, Lancelot's brows and eyes curled up with a soft arc of laughter, and then suddenly bowed his head and kissed my forehead, "Amamiya, you haven't had dinner yet? I'll go. The kitchen will help you come over for supper."

After speaking, he left my room.

"..."

It took a long time for the brain to crash because of this sudden situation, and I reacted violently, covered my embarrassed and hot cheeks and fell on the bed, "Damn...what the hell...what the hell is this!"

It's messed up, messed up!

Everything seems to be messed up, entangled into a dazzling ball of thread.

What the hell is this...what's the matter!

Chapter 38 The Shadow of Mystery

Little Squid slept peacefully all night because Xiao Lanhua put sleeping pills in the meal, and Xiao Squid’s high school subjects were very troublesome with history, geography and physics.And biology, chemistry, mathematics, English and sports are her strengths.

Red A is actually worried about the safety of the little squid.

It's a pity that Xiao Squid still holds a very alert attitude towards him, so although he may believe him, it is impossible for her to follow his instructions.

So the red A is really getting more and more tea table, kindness is all regarded as donkey liver and lungs

Far-eye ing

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——It is impossible for only one person to grasp all the facts.

——So, the exchange of information is also very important.

After eating the supper delivered by Lancelot, the uncontrollable drowsiness made me sleep well until dawn—the quality of this sleep was so high that I was shocked when I woke up the next day.