Stand Still, Don’t Run Away, My Little Wife

“He didn’t say that.”

“Oh…”

That meant it had to take some time.

Danae nodded and went back to room without saying anything.

The college entrance examination would be held in a few days, but she didn’t even know what she wanted.

What was the difference between doing well and failing in the exam for her?

Thought about it, she felt that her life seemed really boring.

… …

On the day of the exam, she looked at the questions and did not answer them.

The invigilator knocked on her desk, as if it was the first time, she had seen such an occasion, sitting silent without writing a word.

In the end, she handed in the white paper.

Her high school career ended in blank.

Out of the examination room, Cyril saw her and came up to ask her about the examination.

” How did you do in the exam?”

As he sent her the painting last time, Danae did not say a word, but did not leave directly. Instead, she shook her head. This is not optimistic in Cyril’s view.

“Which university do you want to apply for?”

The answer was still shaking head.

“You are really strange. Don’t you have your own ideal?”

Ideal.

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Somehow, she felt a little curious. The girl raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. Her eyes were blank and perplexed, but she was depressed.

“What’s that.”

Cyril heard her ask so and suddenly smiled.

It was the first time that someone asked him what the ideal was.

This girl was really interesting.

“For example, I wanted to be an excellent designer because I liked design. This was my ideal. What about you. Is there anything you desired?”

Desire.

Danae looked down and tried to find the answer from her mind, but did not.

Only his voice, liked a nightmare, whirled in her mind－

Danae, don’t think anything. Then you won’t be greedy, and you won’t be lost.

Raymond always said that once people had what they liked, what they wanted, they would have greed.

Human nature would change and became very complicated.

He forbade her to have any thoughts.

… …

At night, she sat in front of the floor－to－ceiling window on the balcony and read a book on what is an ideal concept.

She didn’t quite understand how beautiful what was said in this book was.

Probably, there was no such expectation.

“Sir, you are back.”

Downstairs, there was the voice of Susan. She heard the noise and put the book in the drawer and closed it.

As usual, he came to her room first and saw the girl sitting quietly on the sofa and looked at him as well.

Danae got up from the sofa, put on her slippers and walked towards the man.

The natural fragrance that has just been bathed has the breath of a young girl. Her long hair was black and straight, her eyes was bright and her skin was as white as snow, and her crimson lips make people want to be severely trampled.

“You have been there for a long time this time.” She said, reaching out to untie the tie between his neck and acting as if she were doing something she often did.

Raymond put a layer of cold darkness in his black eyes, buckled her slim waist, let her soft body tightly fit with him, thin lips evoke a good radian：

“Miss me?”

The unique but very familiar male flavor whirled around her, and she raised her jaw slightly and said a word－

“Yes.”

When she said she did, she really did?

He was very satisfied with this answer.

The warm finger was against her lips, and the man’s pleasant but quite seductive voice came faintly in her ear：

“How much did you think, huh?”

Yes, there was always a degree.

Just looked at her actions to prove how deep she missed.