Issou had been thinking about how to get along with Hannibal all day.
However, she forgot that the temperature had dropped over the past few days.
Hannibal had made up his mind to postpone dinner time and visit "my Chinese restaurant" and take her home.
So when she saw Hannibal appear in front of her, Issou was a little stunned.
"What's wrong? Are you surprised to see me? "
Hannibal's ice-blue eyes fell on Issou.
Noticing her expression, he couldn't help but smile.
"Emmm …"
Issou blinked. "A little."
In fact, it was more than a little.
She remembered what happened last night after she found out that he was Hannibal.
For a moment, Issou, who hadn't figured out how to face him, felt a little uncomfortable.
However, in order not to let Hannibal see through her, she had to quickly find a topic to talk about.
To divert his attention. "Didn't you have dinner again?"
As she spoke, she glanced at the time. Originally, she just wanted to change the topic, but when she saw the time,
Her eyebrows suddenly furrowed. "It's already so late."
Hannibal smiled and said, "I'm saving my stomach to taste your cooking."
"You don't have to do this."
When she heard Hannibal say this,
Issou's mood was a little complicated.
She looked at him and said,
"The temperature has been dropping for the past few days.
You've been postponing dinner every day.
Can your stomach stand it? "
"Don't worry."
Hannibal saw Issou's disapproving look.
He didn't take it to heart.
,
He said, "Do you want to run home every night?"
Issou: "…"
So it made sense that she wasn't worried about being made into a dish by him.
Seeing that Issou did not speak, the smile on Hannibal's face suddenly became a little more helpless. He said, "I just didn't eat on time for a few days. It's not a big deal for people nowadays."
He inched closer to her. His icy blue eyes were so clear that they seemed to be able to reflect her figure. His voice was low and sexy as he said, "So you don't have to feel burdened, Yi Su."
Hearing Hannibal's words, Issou was reminded of the time they had known each other. Everything he did for her was so considerate that it made her feel comfortable and at ease.
This wasn't the first time he had done the same thing to her, so why did she feel burdened?
Issou lowered his eyes slightly. Was it because she knew that he was Hannibal?
If Issou did not know Hannibal, or even if he knew Hannibal, their relationship was just so-so, then she might not be so conflicted. However, she knew Hannibal, and they were so close before she knew his name.
More importantly, even if she knew that he was Hannibal last night, before she knew that the people who had sneaked into her house were the Winter Soldiers, her first reaction when Jarvis Meow asked her to leave was to look for Hannibal.
This was not because Issou was careless, but because they had known each other for so long, and everything that Hannibal had done for her had accumulated to form a sense of security around him.
But no matter how great the sense of security was, it was impossible for Issou to ignore the meaning of Hannibal's name.
"Issou."
Hannibal put some distance between himself and the black-haired girl. The smile on his face faded, and his voice was indifferent. "Do you know that I killed someone?"
Issou: "…!!!???"
When the black-haired girl heard Hannibal's words, she suddenly raised her head and stared at him with her dark eyes wide open. Her reaction was even greater than when she found out that her neighbor, Mr. Lecter, was Hannibal last night.
"Are you crazy?"
The evening market of "My Chinese Restaurant" was not over yet, and they were surrounded by people. Yet, Hannibal said it so bluntly. Issou … Issou felt that the things she had experienced in the past two days were almost causing her heart to pound.
She looked around and saw that the diners next to them were all focused on enjoying their dinner. No one was paying attention to Hannibal's words. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around and saw that he was not worried at all and even had a faint smile on his face, Issou was furious.
Smile, smile, smile.
Is this the time to smile?
Issou secretly glared at Hannibal and said, "Come with me."
With that said, the black-haired girl reached out and pulled him into the restroom.
Hannibal was glared at by Issou, but he was not angry. Instead, the smile on his face grew wider. Looking at the black-haired girl's back, his gaze was unbelievably gentle.
"What do you want to do?"
After Issou closed the door of the restroom, she turned around and looked at Hannibal. "There were so many people just now. Do you know what would have happened to you if someone had heard what you said?"
The black-haired girl did not understand that this kind of thing could be said so casually in public.
Looking at the anxious and nervous look on Issou's face, Hannibal could not stop smiling. He said, "So you knew that I killed someone, Issou."
When she heard Hannibal's words, the expression on Issou's face suddenly froze. She looked at him and saw his relaxed smile. The black-haired girl only felt a little itchy and wanted to bite him.
He was the one who killed someone, wasn't he?
Why did he look so much calmer than her?
Was she the only one who was worried and scared?
"I'm very happy."
Seeing that Issou's expression was not right, Hannibal, who knew that he could not smile too happily, slightly restrained his smile. However, his eyes could not help but soften when he looked at her. "Because you didn't hand me over to the police. You were even worried that something would happen to me."
When she heard Hannibal's words, Issou remembered her series of reactions just now, and immediately a hint of annoyance appeared between her eyebrows.
If a normal person heard Hannibal say this, their first reaction would be to tell him to stop joking, right? How could there be someone like her, whose first reaction was to worry that someone would find out that he killed someone?
Issou looked at Hannibal and asked, "So you were just trying to trick me?"
"Not entirely."
Hannibal shook his head at Issou and said, "I was just wondering if I did something to make you suddenly change your attitude towards me."
As a psychiatrist and someone with a high IQ, Hannibal was naturally not so slow as to not notice the change in others' attitude towards him. If it was someone else, he might not care, but Issou was different.
Although he did not notice anything wrong when he faced Issou last night, after he returned home, he carefully thought about it and felt that Issou's reaction after learning his name was indeed suspicious.
Even if she gave a reasonable explanation at the time.
It was precisely because of this that Hannibal continued to come to "My Chinese Restaurant" today. He needed to contact Issou again to confirm whether his suspicions were correct.
As it turned out, he was right.
Hearing Hannibal's words, Issou did not know what to say at all. Wasn't she very calm last night? Moreover …
"Even if I changed my attitude towards you, you didn't have to make such a big move all of a sudden, right?"
Shouldn't a normal person be wondering if they had done something to offend the other party? But he actually asked her directly if she knew that he had killed someone?
Issou: "…"
He was indeed a big shot.
He could not afford to offend him.
Hannibal said, "Because other than this, I can't think of any other reason why you would change your attitude towards me."
If his gentlemanly and courteous attitude towards others was based on his upbringing, then his gentleness and consideration towards Issou came from his heart. It was precisely because of this that Hannibal could only think of Issou's change in attitude towards him because of his dark side.
"I thought that if someone found out that they had killed someone, they would either choose to take the opportunity to escape or choose to silence them."
Issou did not know what to say about Hannibal's actions. "Are you so sure that I won't tell on you?"
"No."
Hannibal shook his head honestly. "I just wanted to take a gamble, and now it's obvious that I won."
He smiled at Issou. His originally pale and thin appearance did not have the slightest hint of gloominess. "So I'm really happy, Issou."
Issou: "…"
But I'm not very happy.
Because I was almost scared to death by you twice.
Before Issou could speak, Hannibal spoke again. "I don't regret killing those scumbags with my own hands."
Speaking of this, his expression suddenly turned cold. He continued, "If it weren't for them, my parents and Misha wouldn't have died tragically, and I wouldn't have lost everything overnight."
"But I regret meeting you so late."
Hannibal looked at Issou, and his originally cold expression gradually warmed up. He said, "If I met you earlier, I probably wouldn't have dreamed of Misha crying for help in my dreams, but in the end, she still died tragically."
"Your parents and sister …"
Hearing Issou's question, Hannibal roughly recounted what happened to his family back then. Even though it was just a few simple sentences, the black-haired girl could hear the bone-deep pain in his understatement.
The Hannibal Issou knew was because of a tragic experience during World War II, which left him with a fatal and lifelong mental trauma, and from then on, he became an ogre.
But she did not expect that even in a different timeline, he still had to go through the same thing.
With this in mind, Issou looked at Hannibal in front of her. His slightly pale complexion and slightly furrowed brows made him look a little more fragile.
For a moment, it was as if the person standing in front of her was not the grown up Hannibal, but the little Hannibal who was heartbroken after witnessing the tragic death of his family.
"I'm sorry."
Issou said dryly. "I didn't mean to remind you of this."
"Why are you apologizing?"
Seeing Issou's guilty expression, Hannibal's lips twitched into a smile. He lowered his eyes slightly. "This has nothing to do with you, Issou. You didn't do anything wrong."
Seeing Hannibal's forced smile, Issou felt even more guilty. Even though she knew that it was wrong for him to kill someone, she could not remain unmoved when he talked about his childhood.
"On the contrary, I'm very grateful to you."
Hannibal looked up at Issou. Seeing her looking up at him, without the faint resistance and conflict in her eyes, his heart softened. He reached out and hugged her.
"Uh …"
Issou was a little stunned. Her hand between the two of them subconsciously pushed him away, but she heard him whisper in her ear, "Thank you, Issou."
Thank you for letting me win the bet.
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