latelenovela Chapter 370 Although, Although
Chapter 370 Although, Although
The conversation with Midler was over. Connie had just been talking to Fudan. When she saw the two people outside had finished their conversation, Connie stood up and said goodbye to Caesar and Fudan.
Since Fudan "didn't know" the two people, she sat in the living room waiting and asked Caesar to send the two people to the door.
When Caesar sent the two away and returned to the living room, Fudan was still sitting there.
She supported her cheeks with her hands, and her long golden hair fell down like a waterfall.
In just a moment, she changed her clothes.
She was wearing a cool nightgown and looked like she was in a daze, waiting for Caesar to come back in the living room.
"Where's Yue?" Caesar asked.
"Yue, there's nothing wrong with her body, it's just that her mental energy has been over-consumed. I checked it out and it's not a big problem. She just needs to rest for a while." Fudan propped up her face and looked over: "She should be asleep by now."
"Well, that's good." Caesar nodded.
"and then?"
Fudan then asked.
"What then?" Caesar didn't understand what she was talking about.
"Shouldn't you act more regretful?" Fudan shrugged. She was wearing quite cool clothes at the moment, with her delicate collarbone exposed and her old shoulders looking so big that people wanted to take a bite.
"Why is it a pity?" Caesar still didn't understand.
Fudan has been acting quite strange lately, and he has absolutely no idea what she is thinking.
"Tsk, playing dumb." Fudan said with a click of the tongue: "If Yue falls asleep, then she won't be able to cooperate with your evil ideas, right?"
"No way." Caesar retorted.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Haha." Fudan laughed twice.
"What did Midler tell you?" asked Fudan.
Yue is an epic-level professional. Although she is upstairs and has fallen asleep, this distance is nothing to her. She can hear clearly what the two are saying as long as she wants to.
Didn’t Fudan ask Caesar to pretend not to know her before?
The fact that she dared to say this at this time basically confirmed that Yue upstairs was no longer aware of the situation below.
She sent out this signal.
......
But Caesar felt a little annoyed at this moment.
He felt that what Midler said to him was correct.
Sometimes, lying and hiding things are the most hurtful.
Am I really that fearless?
What he is doing now is contrary to his original intention.
Do I really want to continue doing this?
He did not answer Fudan's question, but sat on the sofa nearby.
This sofa was the one he had chosen originally. It was a sofa knitted by the halflings with needle and thread. It was very soft. Sitting on the sofa now, it wrapped up his entire body.
The light on the ceiling was soft yellow, quite gentle, but it was a bit dazzling if one looked directly at it. Caesar felt somewhat powerless and tired, so he covered his face with his forearm to block out the light from the ceiling.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Caesar didn't answer her question, Fudan didn't know what he was talking about.
It seems that he is in a very low mood.
"Unhappy? Or is there something wrong?" Fudan asked.
"Yeah." Caesar replied, covering his eyes.
"..."
Fudan didn't know what was wrong with him.
It seems a little weak.
Did I go too far today?
Fudan thought so.
She had a plan for what to do today.
Taking Caesar and Yue to the tavern and meeting people I knew before, would it feel oppressive to bring Yue with me in their eyes?
Walking down this street, many people I met before greeted me.
Will those memories remind Caesar of something?
Will there be any feeling of guilt?
Still what will happen.
Then I brought Caesar back here, to this stronghold that we all chose together.
There are quite a lot of memories of the past here.
Whether it was the house, the layout of the yard, the sofa, or the big doll in the corner, there was nothing that Caesar couldn't describe.
Meeting Midler and Connie tonight was something that was not planned. The thing that was planned was to show Caesar his cooking skills.
This is something I learned specifically.
It can’t be said to be a secret weapon, but she also wants to prove that she wants to catch him.
That's what he said before.
To capture a person's heart, you must first capture his stomach.
Of course, I didn't catch him with my hands, but used my cooking skills to train him to be dependent on me.
These dishes were all made by Nishizawa before.
Now it is made by Fudan again.
Although the taste cannot be said to be completely replicated, she has learned this from her mother.
Although it's not done very well.
I just want Caesar to feel a little more guilty towards her, and be a little more partial to her.
Please.
Although it looks a bit humble.
Although it looks a little small.
Even though it doesn't look like myself.
Although I don't dare to love or hate at all.
He didn't care even if everyone saw his arms being held by other elves.
Although it seems a bit scheming.
Although, although...
Although there are so many althoughs.
But Fudan did it anyway.
What happened to Caesar now?
Fudan had no idea what was going on with him.
Fudan's mind was racing, she was thinking quickly.
"I was just thinking." Caesar covered his eyes and spoke.
The voice sounded a little weak.
"What are you thinking about?" Fudan asked.
"Is there something wrong with what I am doing now?" Caesar continued.
Fudan's heart was lifted.
"What's going on?" She pricked up her ears and listened.