"Senior, I''m sorry, it''s mainly because I''m too anxious..."


    "Why don''t you call the police?"


    "Because I was so panicked at that time, I somehow thought of the senior, and I always felt that the senior was more reliable than the police."


    "You apologize to the police uncle first."


    I sighed helplessly, and at the same time I muttered in my heart that the police uncle is my natural enemy. After all, what I did was something wrong, and it was not surprising that I was caught by the police uncle one day.


    After the incident finally ended in an unfortunate incident, my mood recovered a little, and I will start interrogating her next, after all, I can''t go there in vain.


    "So, what are you doing when you go out so early in the morning?"


    "Ah... I went out to collect materials."


    "What?"


    My nose twitched in dissatisfaction, and I always felt itchy.


    "It''s a novel. In the past, I wrote novels mainly on imaginary plots. This time, in order to restore the plot in my heart vividly, I started dating, so I had to go out on the street."


    She held her hands in front of her chest, shyly.


    Dating?


    I narrowed my eyes and looked around her a little.


    Well, no one is there.


    "Are you...dating alone?"


    "I hate senior, don''t say it out loud!"


    She seemed a little panicked and quickly shook her hand and stamped her feet.


    It''s so cruel. This is the case when dating an invisible lover...


    But the attitude seems to be quite serious, it really looks like a date.


    I stared at her for a while and began to look at her.


    No wonder I think something is wrong with her. It turns out that she is more glamorous than her usual school uniform, now she is a little more glamorous.


    The lower body is jeans that can be as long as the underwear, the upper body is a T-shirt and a light green cardigan, and the beige high-top canvas shoes that cover the ankles. Because the clothes are just right, they look like a cheerful and energetic girl, and their thin legs are also set off by beautiful and slender lines.


    Well, I feel like I''m on a date, if it''s not alone.


    I made a little confirmation and there was indeed a lip gloss on my mouth.


    "You''re working very hard."


    "Oh, don''t say it anymore."


    She seemed to be a fragile part that I hit repeatedly, and for a moment she could only cover her face with coquettish anger.


    Nervous and shy, that''s what I meant.


    My eyebrows hopped, but I still didn''t continue to play and mock her. After all, it would be very troublesome to pierce her glass heart once more.