I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

The movements of Linguang's hands paused, and she instantly understood something from Maruzenski's tone.

"...Senior, if you say that, the president probably won't be able to come."

"Ha ha."

Maru Shansky just smiled, which made Linguang look at her helplessly, and sighed silently in his heart.

Both of them are over half a hundred years old together, so how can this narrow-minded look like a primary school student.

"Senior, it's been a whole day of trouble, so how about calling it a day? I want to set an example for everyone. They all trust you to participate."

"Or, you don't care about your own image at all?"

"Ah, this... have you all guessed it?" Maruzenski shook his ears back and forth embarrassingly, subconsciously rubbing the tips of his smooth hair.

"Both?" Lin Guang shook his head: "Xiao Li didn't notice it at all, so it's not [Du]."

"Is there any difference?!" Maruzenski helplessly covered his forehead, and a burst of heat rushed from his face to the top of his head.

"Ah, my mature and reliable senior image is over."

"???" A series of question marks flashed in the mind of Aili Tachyon who was passing by.

Maruzenski, are you awake?

"Ahem." Maruzenski coughed unnaturally after noticing the strange gaze of Eryuko, and straightened his waist again.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to talk to Rudolph, it's for your sake, Xiao Linguang, it's not that I admit my mistake."

"Ah." Linguang couldn't laugh or cry, she once again realized how cute and troublesome Sai Ma Niang is.

He is obviously not young anymore, he is a bba according to his age, and he will behave maturely on weekdays, but he still has the pettiness and stubbornness of a girl in certain things.

"At least Senior Maruzen is willing to reconcile, isn't he?" Aldan leaned over and stood side by side with Linguang.

"It's enough to leave the next thing to them."

"That's right, too much persuasion will be annoying." Linguang glanced at the distance between himself and Aldan, and subconsciously wanted to take a step away.

This is also Linguang's long-standing habit. There should be some restraint when getting along with others, and it is easy to offend if you cross the line.

Pay attention to the severity of words, pay attention to boundaries in behavior, and maintain a moderate attitude towards others. Too polite will appear alienated, and too familiar will easily cause misunderstandings. This kind of politeness is necessary. People need a sense of distance to determine their own creatures.

In this way, no matter who they are, they can get along with each other, and it will be easier to communicate with each other—compared to Linguang himself.

He treats others gently, but is strict with himself. He does not exceed the rules in every move, and behaves in a simple and simple way, as if written in a history book.

So she felt that if she got too close to someone, it must be that there was a special relationship between the two of them. In this way, her own sense of morality would restrain her, making her unconsciously build a strong wall, and caring like she is now The behavior of others will not be done again.

For example, the help to Eri Tsubaki, who is read as an assistant but actually a nanny, will gradually stop, and she will no longer massage a team's Oguri hat.

So keep your distance.

Raise the leg and move it to the left ten to twenty centimeters, the movement should be slight, at least not to let Aldan notice, and then fall down carefully, the center of gravity of the body shifts along with the trend, and quietly leaves the place, creating a reasonable distance.

This is the right way, Linguang judged subconsciously.

She is not a dull person like Xiao Limao. Aldan has already sensed Aldan's closeness, and she herself has no intention of resenting and resisting. Facing this elegant and strong young lady, is there really someone who would hate her?

But Linguang subconsciously chooses to distance himself, which doesn't mean he hates it, but it actually means that Aldan is one step ahead.

In reality, Aldan didn't notice Linguang's small footsteps moving away quietly, and now she wanted to invite Linguang to climb this small hill.

There is no entertainment at night in Heshu, so it is the best choice to come to the top of the hillside to enjoy the night sky. Linguang readily agrees, and walks in the woods together.

The forest is like a secret place, ethereal, with green fire densely woven in the gaps, covered with firefly paintings.

"Wow." Aldan whispered softly. Everything in front of her was a rare landscape, with a comic-like beauty. The dots of fireflies emitted faint green light, illuminating the hazy darkness around her. The woods also have a warm arc in the fearful night.

Compared with her, Linguang is much calmer.

"There are a lot of fireflies, too. Now is the month when they appear. The environment here is good and the population is sparse, which guarantees their survival."

"Linguang, you seem to be very skilled. Are fireflies common to you?"

"That's right, it's very common." Linguang shuttled through the forest generously, in stark contrast to Aldan who was cautious behind him for fear of disturbing the fireflies.

"Do you remember what my house looked like? I said it was the home that raised me. I like it very much, but I also admit that the orphanage is very poor. In order to save costs, the site was chosen in a rather remote country. The environment there is similar to that of here. Not too bad."

He stretched out his hand softly, folded his hands together, and then stretched out in front of Aldan, inside those loose knuckles, well-behaved fireflies flickered with breathing.

“I grew up with this landscape from a young age.