Fantasies That Descend on Collapse

But at this time, the two of them, under the influence of the time it took to make a choice, began to gradually walk towards the unexpected result.

"..."

Hearing the reminder from Einstein, and realizing that he had to choose between the two, the expression on Luo Chen's face became more and more troubled, which finally made him choose to give up.

"Forget it, Miss Ain, I'd better trouble you to help me choose..."

Luo Chen, who understood that he could no longer make a choice at this time, just waved his hand to Einstein with a headache, and threw this extremely difficult question in front of him.

What he is sure of is that if he chooses to stick to the choice between the two, he may suffer from a mental illness that is very troublesome for most people.

"Do you not like these two sets of clothes, Mr. Chen?"

Looking at Luo Chen who was turning his head and sighing helplessly, Einstein just chuckled and put the two pieces of clothing he held in his hands into the handbag at his feet, and then...

As if by magic, he took out a handbag that was even bigger than before from behind him.

"Well, how about this set?"

Einstein just spoke calmly, then picked up the handbag with both hands and handed it to Luo Chen.

"..."

Looking at the ratio of about 1:2 and the smile on Einstein's face that can only appear after a successful prank, he just took the handbag in silence, not knowing what to say.

In fact, the real purpose of the two choices Einstein gave earlier was to embarrass himself, right...?

And the options that I can choose should have been pre-determined by the other party long ago, but from this point of view...

This kind of innocuous prank actually looks like something the other party would do.

At the same time, thanks to this blessing, he seems to be able to understand Tesla's mood after being teased.

"Speaking of Mr. Chen, don't you want to change your clothes? After all, we have wasted a lot of time."

Looking at Luo Chen who was holding the handbag in both hands and still standing there, Einstein couldn't help reminding him, with a smile on his face but still as calm as ever.

"Or, Mr. Chen, you don't know how to wear women's clothing, so you just stand there and don't know what to do?"

"So...do you need my help?"

"No thanks...or no need..."

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In fact, even if I don't fulfill the promise I made to the other party, there is actually no problem, right?

Luo Chen, who entered the dressing room and casually threw the handbag at his feet, fell into deep thought when he faced the floor-to-ceiling mirror that could completely present his whole body image.

I can choose to ignore the letter from the other party, not to choose to go to the appointment location this time, not to admit that I have pretended to be the other party's teacher, and if this is the case, I don't have to make such embarrassing promises now. And feel troubled.

But if I really choose to do this, I would be too bad, wouldn't I?

After all, the person who caused all this to happen, and promoted the development of the situation to such a point, is in the final analysis only his own doing, so he must bear the corresponding responsibility for all future developments.

Then just treat this special experience as the price you have to pay for taking all the responsibilities.

With such thoughts in mind, Luo Chen just breathed hard, and after making himself feel less troubled and embarrassed than before, he just bent down and opened the handbag that he casually threw at his feet earlier.

Then he saw the number and variety of objects placed in the special tote bag, which was enough to dazzle his eyes.

Pure black vests and long skirts, light gray shirts and bow ties, simple pendants and jewelry for decoration, meticulously crafted cosmetic cases, a full range of personal clothing and even exquisite leather shoes of appropriate size.

The most excessive thing is that at the bottom of the handbag, there are a few pads that are placed intentionally or unintentionally...

"Does she really want me to dress like this?"

He muttered to himself, and then raised the light gray shirt that Einstein had prepared for him with both hands. Looking at this very familiar style to him, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

A light gray shirt, a solid black vest and a ruffled skirt, and when the former is combined with Emma Planck, they will be given a new name.

They are the most standard dress of the so-called Quantum Girl Planck, but...

"The reason you gave me this choice...is it just to see your mentor one more time?"

Staring at the set in front of him who had been given a special name, Luo Chen almost came to such a conclusion as a matter of course, but maybe...it wasn't what he thought.

Einstein didn't seem like a person who would do that kind of thing, but she was the one who actually made such a move at this moment.

He couldn't understand it, but he didn't want to delve into it himself, because he knew that the other party must have a corresponding reason for his actions.

After all, all beings in this world have the right to keep their own secrets.

Thinking of this, Luo Chen just hung the light gray shirt he picked up on the hook on the wall, and then walked to the front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror with his figure printed on it.

He looked at himself in the mirror, at his appearance in the mirror at this time, he stretched out his hands, and stroked the short pure white hair that had long lost its original color.

Bai Bai touched the pure white, broke the shackles and let it reach the waist, and after a while, it was soaked in the quiet light green hidden under it, as if the white snow had melted.

The soft fingertips caressed the delicate cheeks, touched the moist lips, but finally stayed beside the corners of the eyes.

He looked at the blue eyes in the mirror that had not been concealed by himself, but after being silent for a while, he finally put down the finger that was about to touch the corner of his eyes.

Even if he didn't know why he chose to make such an inexplicable move.

"But it looks...seems to be pretty good...?"

He watched his own appearance in the mirror at this time, but his hands still did not stop the work he was doing.

The index finger and thumb pinched the buckle of the zipper, and after the sound of metal scraping across the chain teeth, the jacket he took off was casually hung on the hook by the wall, and Luo Chen was wearing only the one and only It's just a close-fitting pure white long-sleeved shirt.

The fastening buttons were undone from the neck down, and when the last set of buttons were completely separated from each other, he just calmly closed his eyes and relaxed his body...

And the long-sleeved shirt that was originally used to cover his upper body lost all restraints, rubbed against his delicate and fair skin, and slowly slid down to the ground.

Luo Chen who closed his eyes just breathed heavily, until he gradually got used to the direct contact between the skin and the air, then he opened his eyes tremblingly.

After all, if you don't make a little mental preparation for the situation you will face next...

Then during the next process of changing clothes, he will feel the shyness that shouldn't be felt because of his current appearance.

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Mr. Planck... In some respects, that gentleman is really similar to you back then.

Einstein, who was leaning against the door of the dressing room, just looked at the yellowed photo in his hand with a calm expression, and at the same time, his eyes couldn't help being mixed with nostalgia for the old man.

This yellowed but well-preserved photo was what she found in the interlayer of her tutor's diary, but what her tutor presented on the photo was a kind that had never appeared in her memory. look like.

If there is nothing wrong with the deeds recorded in the diary, the time when this photo was taken should be much earlier than when the two met for the first time.

If she hadn't guessed, her mentor at that time should have been just a student who hadn't graduated from the academy.

It is different from the carelessness I felt when we met, different from the liveliness I felt when I was working together, and even more different from the calmness I felt after all that happened.

At the same time, this is what Einstein will never have the opportunity to appreciate again in the rest of his life.

Since the accident that completely changed her life, time, an external factor, has almost completely drawn a line from her.

She was born to be a great person, and even the time that was the biggest obstacle to her will completely lose the responsibility that she should have fulfilled for a long time.

You don't have to look up to the future that you can't see, you don't have to worry about the time you don't have enough to consume, and you don't have to worry about the regrets that you haven't completed yet.

However, while obtaining these rights, there is still a corresponding price to be paid.

Those who used to follow and accompany her will eventually stop at a certain stage of her, and finally draw an unreachable distance from her.

And she who could choose not to care about those past memories, but because of this opportunity now, a rare selfish desire inexplicably arose in her heart.

She knew that this was something she shouldn't have, and she knew that this selfish desire was extremely disrespectful to those who were persecuted, but...she couldn't resist.

Sometimes it is really difficult for old people to make up their minds and choose to reject such things that can touch past emotions.

Maybe the current self is really much older than the former self...and in various senses.

"Ugh..."

After sighing heavily, Einstein just shifted his eyes to the yellowed photo again, and when she saw her mentor's unbelievably quiet appearance, she felt a little ridiculous for no reason.

The growth process of my mentor is really strange...

After reaching such a conclusion, Einstein just took out of his pocket the small notebook that he used to use for essays in the past, and after putting the photos back in the interlayer, she took out from her pocket the notebook that she used to use for writing. A watch that determines the time.

It's been a long time since the other party entered the changing room.

After confirming the time and putting the notebook and watch back into his pocket, Einstein couldn't help but start to think about what kind of posture the other party would present to him after he opened the door.

Although I don't know why her mentor will become that kind of personality in the future, the feeling given to her by the mentor in the photo is undoubtedly quiet and difficult to get close to, just like the flowers of the kaolin, which can only be seen from a distance. watch.

So... what about the other party... how will the other party feel about me?

Einstein, who was thinking like this, leaned against the door of the changing room, and began to think about the feelings he had experienced from the other party during the few meetings he had with the other party.

The feeling given to me by the other party is gentle, elegant, mature and stable under my preconceived situation.

So now after throwing away the shadow of his mentor from the other party, what will he feel?

Is it indifference?Is it false?Or something even worse?There is no doubt that the answer to this question can only be fully answered when she sees each other with her own eyes.

So...

After realizing this result, Einstein just stopped leaning against the door, and the thought that came to her suddenly was when she saw the door lock that had not been unlocked until now. With a little suppression.

But in the end, under the irresistible curiosity of human beings, she reached out and knocked on the locked door that was blocked in front of her.

"That, Mr. Chen...?"

She tapped on the door with her knuckles, and at the same time called out to the other party in the room, but to her surprise, the actions she made at this time did not get the slightest response.

"Mr. Chen?"

After waiting for a while, Einstein just tapped on the door again, and then called to the other party who had not responded to him before.

After calling this time, what she got was not the lack of response like the first time.

"What's the matter, Miss Ein?"

The originally closed door suddenly opened at this moment. Accompanied by the other party's peaceful inquiry, what appeared in front of her was a scene that made her speechless for a moment.

The open neckline that was not fully fastened, the delicate collarbone exposed in his sight, the white chest with light golden lines, and the gentle chuckle on the face of the 'mentor'.

At that moment, Einstein felt that his thought, which should have been extremely smooth, suddenly paused for a short interval.

"Is something wrong?"

"Ah... I'm sorry Mr. Chen, I hope you can be a little faster, please."

The greeting from the other party made Einstein's paused thinking start working again, and after hastily exhorting the other party and before waiting for the other party's response, she almost closed it for the other party without hesitation. The door to the changing room.