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"Is that not allowed?" he asked matter-of-factly.

"Of course not! What would others think of me if they saw this?"

“What does it matter?” Wayne said. “Aren’t we just one wedding ceremony away from being together?”

Chris's expression also turned serious.

“Wayne…please don’t do this, okay?” She held Wayne’s hand and looked into his eyes. “Sometimes, just a little bit short is just a little bit short.”

Yes.

I'm still a little short of her.

Wayne conceded, "How about we... go to bed a little later these next few days?"

—The true intentions are revealed when the map is unrolled.

That was his real purpose.

To be honest, he really couldn't bring himself to do anything in front of Tasia right now.

However, the fact that there was no opportunity then does not mean that there is no opportunity now.

So, Wayne, that cunning boy, decided to set a trap for Chris.

According to psychological research, people are prone to feeling guilty when they refuse others. Therefore, if you make a slightly unreasonable request first and are rejected, then make a less unreasonable request next time, there is a high chance that you will get approval.

Chris paused in her movements.

“Chris…” He stroked her fingertips.

She suddenly recoiled as if she'd been electrocuted.

Her face quickly turned red.

"Can't you think about something serious?" she said shyly in a very low voice.

It's as if they're afraid someone will overhear them.

Wayne also unconsciously lowered his voice.

"For me, thinking of you is the most important thing."

"Chris, I miss you so much." He murmured her name, reaching out to hug her.

Chris pushed him onto the sofa, saying angrily and embarrassingly, "You can dream about me then!"

Then, he turned around and ran away.

Chapter 261 might improve sleep quality?

Even in my dreams, I think of her...

That's really going too far.

Wayne got up from the sofa and casually patted his slightly wrinkled clothes.

but.

If Chris doesn't mean that... does that mean I'll have time to visit Miss Ge Li tonight?

Are you going?

—I still want to go.

If I don't make my presence known to Miss Ge Li often, it would be terrible if she thought that she was fine without me.

There's no room for laziness in things like this.

Before entering his room, Wayne turned his head and glanced at Chris's door further down the corridor.

Please don't pretend to reject yourself, only to sneak over at night...

Even so, I should still be able to use excuses like "I was sleeping too soundly/I was engrossed in meeting her in my dreams" to get by.

Hmm, it's not a big problem.

He looked away and pushed open the door to enter.

……

Are you going?

Just a door away, Chris sat on the edge of the bed, toying with the Bobby doll in her hands.

He seemed... really looking forward to it.

Thinking of the disappointed look on Wayne's face after she rejected him, Chris wavered slightly.

but.

No matter what, we are still too young.

She sighed softly, hugged the doll back to her arms, and buried her head in the soft fabric.

'This can't go on,' a voice seemed to whisper in my ear.

Chris smiled wistfully.

I... of course I know that won't work.

Since you've decided to spend your life with someone, you should be completely honest with each other no matter what.

She believed that the most perfect way for couples to get along was to have no barriers between them, and to understand and support each other immediately no matter what they did.

It's like another version of yourself living in this world.

but.

I'm not ready to tell him everything right now.

Rather, I've always been hesitant... about whether to keep all those "secrets" about me a secret for the rest of my life.

Would it be better to let him know that "time travel" exists in the world?

Chris didn't know.

But if he doesn't speak up, he may never understand himself.

He wouldn't know what he was worried about.

The more deeply I appreciate his strengths, the more afraid I become that I might one day lose them.

I received this affection because I was playing someone else.

The thought lingered in my mind.

What people liked was the slow-witted yet cheerful "Chris," not the sensitive and difficult one who even she herself thought no one could possibly like her.

This imposter.

The more I understand this fact, the sadder I feel about it.

Whenever he looks at himself and smiles foolishly.

Whenever he takes my hand without warning.

Whenever I can't help but revel in this intimacy and want to become infatuated with the warmth he brings,

It will cause a deep, piercing pain in your heart.

Can we trust him?

Believe me, even after discovering he isn't Chris, his burning love for her will not change.

The constant conflict between her ideals and her emotions left her uncertain about how to deal with Wayne.

—Once the initial enthusiasm fades, these things may all turn out differently.

I can't help but think like this.

Emotions are the most unreliable thing in the world.

Her biological father's words and deeds from her previous life, as well as the shocking social news that pops up from time to time, all educated her in this way.

this is the truth.

The ideal of pure love probably only exists in stories.

But if you put it that way...aren't I right here in the middle of a story?

In the story, Wayne was devoted to Chris from beginning to end.

It seems like a perfect setup.

Unfortunately, she wasn't the real Chris at all.

Even if you replaced the soul inside this body with another one, and still gave it the name "Chris," he would still like it.

For him, all "Chris" needed to do was enjoy his thoughtfulness and care.

No effort is required at all.

Therefore, if it were someone else, the same result would be obtained.

Thinking about it this way, I still feel really unwilling to accept it.

This kind of regret cannot be told to anyone.

But she always subconsciously wanted to get something back from Wayne.

It's like filling those invisible voids.

I want to hear him say to me again and again:

"I like you."

I really like you.

"I will always, always be with you."

However, no matter how many times these words are said, the satisfaction gained can only last for that brief moment.

An empty space remains an empty space; it can never be filled.

...This is really going too far.

What were Wayne's feelings as he endured it all?

Even if they are accidentally stabbed, they can only show a bewildered expression of injury and look at themselves pitifully.

I... I don't want this to happen.

I don't want to be hurt by others, nor do I want to hurt others.

As if she had lost all her support, Chris, clutching the doll, fell sideways back onto the soft bed.

She closed her eyes.

...If only Wayne didn't like the name "Chris".

She had already clearly realized—

He himself hoped that the person he fell in love with was not the character "Chris".

She was simply tormented by her escalating emotions, unsure of where she was headed or when it would end.

……

the next day.

Wayne saw Miss Chris, who had dark circles under her eyes and looked rather haggard.

"What's wrong with you?" He suppressed a laugh as he looked at Chris's resentful expression.

Could it be that before I even had a chance to dream about her, she saw me in her dream first?

Actually, Wayne is in a good mood today.

Last night, he narrowly escaped another ordeal with Miss Gothic.

Although, Ge Li wasn't in a very happy mood.

But this is actually quite normal.

If she showed signs of being particularly happy, Wayne would panic, fearing that something terrible was about to happen.