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Just then, Seven Star's tone suddenly softened. "Walter, I really like you …"
Walter's face suddenly heated up.
Seven Star said, "… But that's because you're really cute. I know that's not love. "
The little witch's burning face suddenly cooled down. Her lips trembled, but she couldn't speak.
Seven Star put his hands on her shoulders. "I need you to think about it seriously. Do you really love me? Or just like me? "
Walter was stunned. "Uh, that …"
The words "like" and "love" had different meanings in English.
Most young people didn't need to like each other. They could get together to satisfy each other's physical needs when the urge arose.
Therefore, when a man and a woman reached the level of "liking," they would roll around together and have sex.
The word "love" was undoubtedly more extravagant.
Even if most people said "I love you," they knew it was just an exaggeration or even a whimper.
They would only feel natural when they said "I love you" to their parents, wives, and children.
In a sense, only when their love for their girlfriend reached the level of family would they not feel guilty when they said "I love you."
What did "I love you" at the level of family mean?
In Europe and America, there were also old parents in their 70s and 80s who raised fat, useless otaku sons.
Even if they scolded him from time to time, they still couldn't bear to drive him away.
There were very few men who could do that to their girlfriends.
Unless the woman was rich or beautiful, the man's tolerance was "for something."
Otaku sons basically didn't have money and usually didn't make their parents happy. Their parents didn't ask for anything in return.
When Walter heard these two words from Seven Star's mouth, he immediately understood what he meant.
Someone like Seven Star wouldn't just say "I love you."
Even "I love you." Well, most people in the Alliance of Justice and Order were hiding from him.
Did he say "I love you" to her? Sorry, it must be the kind of "love" that had to be chopped into dozens of pieces and then roasted with an ion cannon.
Such a formal question made Walter realize something she hadn't noticed before: Did she really "love" Seven Star?
If she was willing to take the bullet for Big Dipper, she would have no problem with that, nor would she ask for anything in return.
However, this was the duty and responsibility between the members of the Righteous Alliance.
The Dark Knight and the black catgirl would also do this for Walter. Did it mean that they "loved" her?
Then what exactly did he "like" or "love" about Big Dipper? Walter asked himself, but he suddenly realized that the answer was not as obvious as he thought it would be.
She liked Big Dipper's company, teaching, scolding, and the sense of security that came with it. It was more like facing a … father?
But Walter immediately denied this theory.
When she was with Big Dipper, she would subconsciously get close to him and even fantasize many intimate scenes.
In her heart, she did not hate this fantasy, nor did she reject the occasional intimate contact with him.
On the contrary, the moment she imagined herself calling him "Daddy", she felt uncomfortable all over.
Seven Star observed her expression and confirmed his thoughts. A smile appeared on his face. "See, you're not even sure which type it is, or which type is more, right?"
Walter thought for a moment and nodded in approval.
Seven Star patted her shoulder with a little force. "Do you remember how I taught you to face problems? Give yourself a little more time to think carefully before making a decision. "
Walter nodded, then frowned and looked at him suspiciously. "You … Is this a stalling tactic?"
Of course, this was also the psychological knowledge he had taught her.
Seven Star retracted his hands and put on a serious expression. He shook his head and said, "No. But do you know how long a team member's lifespan is? At least a hundred and fifty years old. "
Walter was confused. "What does that have to do with us?"
Seven Star said, "The problem is, according to the physical examination data, you and I are not the 'least'. Instead, we are the longest."
Walter roughly understood and asked tentatively, "Then are we two hundred or three hundred years old?"
Seven Star said, "At least five hundred."
"What?" Walter was stunned. His mouth gaped for a moment before he mumbled.
"Three hundred years should be the time when you maintain your youth and don't look old." Seven Star spread his hands. "If we have to make a decision at the beginning of our lives, it's probably like … an ordinary girl asking to get married at the age of five?"
Walter lowered his head and looked at his pecs. … Are you implying that I look like a little girl?
For a moment, she had mixed feelings. She didn't know whether she should be happy or angry.
Hundreds of years of life and hundreds of years of youthfulness were definitely good news for women.
But if there was no one to accompany her long life and admire her youthfulness, the situation wouldn't be so wonderful.
Seeing this, Seven Star put his arm around her shoulder with a smile and strolled along the street. "Do you see this road?"
Walter nodded and hummed in agreement.
Seven Star said, "We've only walked a small part of it before. We haven't seen the rest yet. If we leave immediately, won't you be curious about the scenery on the rest of the road? "
Walter looked around and pursed his lips. "Compared to the other streets we've passed, there's actually nothing to see on this street."
… Alright, it's obvious that he's a good student that I've taught. Seven Star criticized inwardly.
After a moment of silence, he said, "Then are you willing to never see the scenery on other streets from now on?"
Walter hesitated.
Just now, she was just using the usual corny jokes to piss him off, but they both knew what the real meaning of the question was.
Once she said yes, she would get an answer, but it probably wouldn't be the one she wanted.
Besides, what he said earlier also made her reevaluate their relationship.
After being doused with cold water, she thought about it again after she calmed down, and the answer she thought was inevitable wasn't so certain anymore.
She didn't have to think about true "love."
Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, Seven Star naturally knew that it was an answer.
He nodded. "So, let's make a deal."
Walter still didn't say anything and just looked at him.
"In a hundred years, I'll treat you like before, and I'll give you an answer then. Or … "Seven Star stared at her." You can give me an answer at any time after you think it through. "
Walter's expression was complicated. He gritted his teeth so hard that his red lips turned slightly pale.
After a long time, she finally nodded slowly. "Okay, I agree."
Seven Star smiled and extended his left hand in front of her, curling his pinky up. "Swear?"
The little witch lowered her head and stared blankly at the finger for a moment. She quickly hooked her left pinky with it.
Their hands shook together a few times before she couldn't help but look up at him. "Do you always swear like this to other people?"
Seven Star's lips curled up. "Of course … not, but you're a little witch."
Walter snorted and wrinkled his delicate nose. "I was already an adult when I met you, okay?"
Seven Star: "But I think you're still young."
Walter: "How am I young?"
Seven Star: "Okay, let's talk about the long-distance trip."
Walter: "How long? A week? A month? "
Seven Star: "Yes, how about five hundred years?"
Walter: "… Okay, go ahead."
On the sunny Paris street, the two figures gradually walked away. Their fingers hooked together as they talked quietly, but they didn't let go until they disappeared into the crowd.
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