The room was silent again, Golando looked at his empty hands in a daze, the touch of the skin on the young master's cheeks seemed to remain on his fingers, the kind of delicate and silky was easily addictive.

- Why did he say that to Ronoye? And why didn't he want something to happen to Ronoye?

The answers to these two questions are like the color of the mountains and waters behind the mist and clouds, which seem to be very vague and clear.

It seemed reasonable to say such a thing from the standpoint of a friend, but it was even a surprise to say it in such a tone and momentum.

Maybe he should catch up with Ronoye and spread out a qiē to make it clear?

Golando jumped out of bed and chased Ronoye in the direction where he had fled, only to find that there was no sign of Ronoye outside.

"Where's your young master Ronoye?" Golando didn't care that he was still wearing a bathrobe, and asked a maid passing by the door.

The maid who was pulled in blushed slightly when she saw the collarbone line under Gorando's open bathrobe, and shook her head and said she didn't know.

Golando let go of the maid and thought about where Ronoye might go, but the first thing that came to mind was when he and Ronoye sat in the library and chatted on Sylvia Island.

The island is full of sunlight, and Ronoye's desk is placed in the most lit area, and the light through the stained windows often reflects the interior of the room very dreamy, and in that environment, Ronoye's side face against the window seems to glow.

Remembering that once he got up, it was like a stream of water that had been opened, and Golando remembered that on the day of the Inquisition's attack, when he protected the young master behind the bookshelf, the other party's petite body trembled slightly, but he tried to contain his fear and fear; Then I remembered the slightly awkward demeanor of the little master in the slums in the future, and the shy and expectant appearance when I was alone with myself several times.

Golando had always known that Ronoye was good-looking, but only now did he realize what kind of excellence this excellence was.

-- It is Cheng dù who will make people's eyes shine, be deeply fascinated, and finally fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

But the most prominent trait of the young master is not his outstanding beauty, but his clean and enviable heart.

In this dirty and beautiful world, anyone who sees such a clean person can't help but want to follow and protect, and on the contrary, there will be ravage/aggression and invasion/offense of his **.

Thinking of this, Golando smiled self-deprecatingly.

In the case that I didn't find it, is it the accumulation of many changes, or the accumulation of heart-warming moments?

It has not been a few days since Ronoyer confessed, but since when did his self-perceived friendship deteriorate, making him no longer regard Ronoye as a friend, but more like a possession under his wing.

However, he has always kept himself in the dark through the word "friendship".

Before that, Golando had always been very firm about his sexuality, and he never thought that he would like anyone of the same sex, but just now, his insistence wavered.

If the face that came to mind was replaced by Johnson or Jill, Gorando would have no reaction in his heart, but when that face changed to seventeen-year-old Ronoye, it was completely different.

I don't want him to cry, I don't want him to get hurt, I don't want him to be alone with responsibilities that are too heavy for his age.

It would be funny if it were just a simple friendship.

Golando stood in the hallway for a moment, feeling that he had cleared his mind, and turned back to the room to change his bathrobe.

――The time of self-deception before made the little young master take the initiative so many times, so this time let's attack him instead.

Using fire magic to dry his hair and take care of himself, Golando went out and asked a waiter for the location of Ronoye's room, who said he could take him there, but he refused.

He wasn't so stupid to walk through the front gate, and most of the people who went to the young master's house at this time didn't let him in.

Just as he had done on Sylvia Island, Golando deftly avoided the patrolling guards and knights and went around the window of Ronoye's room, and after using his mental power to detect the barrier set up outside the window, Golando found it a little tricky.

Unlike the mansions on Sylvia Island, the mansions on the island only have magic locks on the windows, and only the people in the house will notice when the magic locks are unlocked, and if this barrier is broken, the guards of the Duke's Palace may run here to catch the thief.

Golando walked around the downstairs a few times, quietly looking for Ronoye's mental fluctuations upstairs.

Due to the instability of the magic, the little young master's mental fluctuations flickered, but Golando and Ronoye have a contract magic connection, even if the little young master's mental fluctuations are weak, Golando can firmly grasp it.

Climbing on the tail of the mental fluctuations, Golando unleashed a telephonic spell at Ronoye.

Half a second later, the spiritual power of the two caught up with the line.

Golando raised the corners of his mouth and sent the first message to Ronoye:

(Ronoye, I'm under your window.) ）

There was no reply from the other side.

Golando took the trouble to deliver a second, identical message, still unanswered.

So he passed the third and fourth again, and it wasn't until the eleventh message was passed that Ronoyer's side finally responded.

(Enough, I got it!) ）

At the same time, there was the sound of the magic lock opening of the window upstairs, and Golando looked up, even in the dark night, the little master's red face was quite conspicuous.

Golando mouthed and said to the young master, "Untie the barrier and let me go up." ”

Ronoye hesitated for a second.

"Or do you prefer to see me caught by the guards after breaking through the barrier to your eldest brother?" Golando raised an eyebrow.

Ronoye opened his mouth: "Of course not......"

Before he could finish speaking, Gorando jumped up and down several trees with the help of wind magic, and jumped in front of Ronoye's window.

Golando stepped on two thick branches, his arms propped up above the window, and the two perspectives alternated between high and low.

Between him and Ronoye was a thin but sensitive barrier, and if you looked closely, you could see the flow of several elemental factors on the barrier membrane.

"Let me in." Golando lowered his voice and said in a seductive voice.

The surprise on Ronoye's face hadn't faded yet, and he looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, he reluctantly untied part of the barrier in front of the window.

The road ahead was clear, and Gorando stooped into the room, but Ronoye couldn't avoid it, and Hula was pushed down by Gorando, who jumped into the room, into a chair by the window.

"Let me see if you're still crying when you get back?" Golando playfully hooked the young master's jaw.

Ronoye's whole body tensed, and his mind was empty.

What happened to Gorando after he returned to his room? How did you change all of a sudden? Not only did he run to his window again as if he had never said anything, but he also said these frivolous things to himself. Isn't this style a little fast?

Ronoye was inexplicably annoyed and moved his neck to push Gorando's hand away, but the next second Gorando put his face close to him.

A scorching breath sprayed onto Ronoye's lips, a familiar scene.

"You're still a kid and I don't want to sin, so I hope you don't get too nervous, if you resist, I might lose control." Golando said with a shy face.

Ronoye bit his lip and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Who would believe what you say in this posture that you don't want to sin?

"You've run away once, don't you know what I mean?" Golando chuckled.

Ronoye choked on words, but another mixture of joy and excitement slowly rose from his belly, and his heart almost rose to his throat.

Meaning of Gorando...... The obvious, of course......

"Gorando, ...... you" Ronoye asked uncertainly, his eyes a little misty.

Golando continued to lean closer to the young master's face, shifted to the other party's ear halfway, and said in a very low volume, "Just as you like me, I like you too." ”

Like a burst of fireworks in front of him, Ronoye's breath froze, and he wanted to turn his head to look at Gorando's expression, but Gorando held him down on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I can't show you my face right now."

“…… Why? Ronoye asked in a hoarse voice.

At this moment his head became heavier, more drowsy than drunk; His throat was dry, and he was hungrier and thirstier than he had been in the slums.

Golando did not answer Ronoye's question, he buried his head in Ronoye's neck, maintained a half-hugged posture and said, "Please let me accompany you to the royal capital." ”

"Why?"

Ronoyer asked again why.

Being held like this, and forced to listen to such words, Ronoye has lost the ability to think.

Golando said unashamedly, "Because I like you." ”

Ronoye was stunned. That's not what Golando said not so long ago!

His attitude of rejection was so clear when he whispered in the forest, how could he say that he liked him so quickly?

Golando seemed to read Ronoye's thoughts: "You don't believe it? ”

He put Ronoye's hand on his chest and said, "Then listen to my heartbeat, heartbeat will not lie." ”

Ronoye touched Gorando's left chest, and the sound of his heartbeat coming from it was indeed fast and chaotic, and it slammed into his palm with force.

Ronoye withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, and explained his worries: "But if you go to the royal capital, you will be stirred into the vortex of changing the future......"

"Are you afraid of my death?" Golando interrupted Ronoye, "I have nothing but life, and I have nothing more precious than this, what would you think if I said that I would give this thing to you for safekeeping?" ”

"On the other hand, can you give me your life?"

Golando looked up as he spoke, and kissed Ronoye on the forehead in a sworn manner.

Grow up quickly, my little master.