My Archangel

Because at this time, after watching Vina at close range, he found that, compared with the past, this witch who was extremely proud in his impression...It was as if he had been forced into a certain way by his short words. , His complexion was terrible.

Those dark-looking eyes are filled with a rare emotion called "helplessness", the corners of those warm lips are pressed together tightly, and the white cheeks are even more at this moment. There was an indescribable paleness.

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Sorry it’s a little bit later, this time I deleted a lot of words, it took a lot of time

Chapter 062: The Witch Is Drunk

'This witch... why does she seem to be crying?'

Time seemed to freeze, Qiao Wen kept staring at the reaction on the witch's face, and the suspiciousness in his heart suddenly became stronger.

How should I put it, if he was a little unsure of his guess before, now after seeing Vina's expression and reaction... he probably has guessed something.

'She feels guilty for me, she definitely has...and not too few.'

When this thought came to mind, Qiao Wen was rather surprised.

Because in his subconscious, based on the character of the witch, it was not the guy who would have such emotions towards him.

How to put it to say, in this world, the difference between gods and humans is quite big. A deity will crush a human to death... It is about the same as crushing an ant. There are obvious individual differences.

For example, in the past ten years, Qiao Wen always kept his promise and kept the truest thoughts in his heart every time he faced Vina.

Even after suddenly recalling last night that he had almost cooled off three years ago, his mood at this time was still roughly two.

Vigilance, and fear.

Just these two.

Whatever he wants to say...probably there is still a disappointment that makes him completely uninterested.

In addition, in other emotions, things such as "hate" or "hate" have almost never arisen-of course, this does not mean that he is a saint, it's just that Qiao Wen simply came into being There is no room for such emotions.

It's okay to simply hate. As a performer, he certainly knows how dangerous it is to get along with the Witch with these emotions in his heart.

I often walk by the river, so how can I not wet my shoes?

As long as there is such an emotion, then in the subsequent process of getting along, it may just accidentally leak some feet from the eyes, and Qiao Wen himself will probably be overwhelmed.

As an ordinary person, he doesn't have the confidence to never make mistakes. The best he can do is to eliminate the possibility of such mistakes from the root cause.

Corresponding to Qiao Wen, under this circumstance, Vina and him are far apart.

The overwhelming disparity brought about by strength allows her to almost ignore Qiao Wen's feelings and let everything develop with her own thoughts.

To be honest, Qiao Wen never expected that a guy like the Witch who "has power and lives for too long in such an environment where no one can check and balance" would have the so-called weak people’s view of equality among all beings, that’s not Realistic.

But now... when Qiao Wen found out that he had hit a straight ball, and inexplicably saw from the face of the witch at this time that the guilty conscience and emotion that could be called guilt had obviously exceeded that of last night, he was shocked. .

Then soon, he noticed one thing keenly.

There seems to be room for manipulation?

"...Sorry, let me calm down a little bit. You will be waiting for me here."

But at this moment, Vena paused, who quickly reduced the helpless expression on his face, and gently pushed Qiao Wen away from him.

No irritation, no anger or anger after being tricked by little moves.

But the next moment, the whole body was surrounded by divine power factors. At this moment, she actually did not hesitate to consume divine power and left Qiao Wen's sight in the blink of an eye.

"……Ok."

Then, until the front of him was empty, and the bedroom disciples not far behind heard a "bang" door slamming in vain, Qiao Wen, who reacted, blinked and nodded in surprise.

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The first floor of the forest cabin, the bedroom.

"......!......!............!"

Falling on the bed, her whole body was plunged into the soft sheets. Vina, who had just fled back to this bedroom, was burying her face deep in the pillow, her hands unconsciously grasping the pillow towel, the emotions in her mind Unspeakable confusion.

She knew it long ago.

She had long known that things would definitely evolve to this point, and she knew that even if she wanted to cover up, "Al", who was attacked only yesterday, would definitely not help asking it out.

However, knowing Gui knowing that when this situation really evolved, Vina found that when facing the real "Al", she herself couldn't even say a word of excuse.

Even at such a close distance, she was still subconsciously evading the gaze of "Al", for fear of seeing emotions like "distance" in the eyes of that kid...No, "distance" is fine. At best, it was worse than fear, she could bear it.

But what if it is "disgust"?

What if it is more serious "hatred"?

What should I do?

Vina didn't know, and didn't want to know.

By now, after realizing that she had only been asked by the real "Al" in this bewildered situation, she already knew what she really thought about this stinky kid.

She likes him very much.

Moreover, it is not just a general like, but a very, very like...

——However, this will not work.

-Unilateral likes do not make any sense.

——If you don’t want to be hated by that kid, you need to clarify what happened yesterday.

——But if you make it clear, you will still be hated...

——Even if you postpone the time like this, if you don’t say clearly, you will be hated.

The situation has reached an unavoidable dead end.

Now, Vina knows very well that if she intends to live with that kid as usual, she must find a way to solve this situation satisfactorily...

But...can't do it.

If you want to return to thinking, do it, the difficulty between the two is not the same level at all.

At this moment, Vina felt her limits so deeply for the first time.