103 103 Angels and Advice (1/2)

”Midday.”

”Yes...”

From the day I slept with him, I wandered subtly at midday when I was spoken to the perimeter.

Apparently, Zhou is aware of what he pushed down, and if he tries to touch it, he will blush slightly and grate.

The condition is cute in itself, but I was plain shocked that they started to take a little more distance than before.

I don't know if I'm usually unconscious or conscious, but I also recede as a circumference when I'm now distanced by the habit of skinning innocently and defenselessly.

Although I'm sure the person is aware of Zhou, the warmth I've had has left me, which is still terrible.

Throwing his gaze at midday when he sat next to him after the meal, as usual, he glanced blatantly at the midday when he noticed his gaze pale and colored his cheeks.

It was a complicated mood to get that attitude even though I knew why.

When I reach out to try and touch my fingertips, I shake my body without further ado and sit back to open the distance from the circumference just to escape the body temperature of the circumference.

Sigh softly in the middle of the day, when he is puffy and trembling holding the cushion, and Zhou can't even reach out again.

(indistinct tears)

Perhaps because I thought of the perimeter danger, or the part of the man, but avoidable is scratchy.

Although I can't complain in the end because it was meant for me, it is the man's saga that snaps me.

”Shall we go away?

I'm going to have to take a distance until my midday heart settles down because I'm going to have a prolonged puffy tremor and I'm pathetic about the boulder if I stay like this... When I asked him to give up, the momentum and midday looked up at this one.

”Well, you don't have to do that, but I also have a thing called sorting out my mind.”

”I don't think that's why you haven't listened to me in the first place.”