NovelEnglishChapter 170 "Here, give this a taste," said Ernest, shoving a piece of candied fruit right at my mouth. Instinctively, I turned my head away, but he nudged it closer, determined that I take a bite.
Reluctantly, I opened my mouth and bit into the candied fruit. It was a delightful mix of sweet and sour, truly authentic in its taste. Honestly, it wasn't bad, but it didn't quite match the subtle sweetness and fruity flavor of the candied fruit I had in my own hand.
However, faced with Ernest's expectant gaze, I had no choice but to pretend it was the most delicious thing ever, mumbling through bites, "It's really good." "I'd like to try yours," Ernest said, not even touching his own but instead making this request.
Instinctively, I hid my candied fruit behind my back, like a child afraid of having their candy stolen.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtErnest laughed. "I'm just asking for a bite, not the whole thing. Look at you, all scared. You're being a bit stingy." I had to admit, he had a point. It's just a candied fruit, right? I might as well share it.
So, I brought out my candied fruit. I had picked a box with five different fruit flavors. "Here, pick one." But Ernest wasn't looking at the box; he was eyeing the one in my hand. "I want this one." I was speechless.
That was the one I had already started eating.
Before I could protest, Ernest leaned in and took a bite from my candied fruit, snatching up the piece of persimmon I had been savoring.
It wasn't until he had finished his bite and swallowed that I looked down at my candied fruit, now with only one piece left-a green grape,. I couldn't bear to throw it away.
So, I bit down on that last piece of candied fruit, ready to quickly chew and swallow, only to look up and see Ernest turning back. He was smiling in a way I had never seen before. I felt so embarrassed at that moment, my face heating up again...
"It's too sweet. I need swater," Ernest pointed to a nearby soda stand, brilliantly easing the awkwardness. "Let's buy one," I said, feeling generous.
Learning from the earlier candied fruit incident, I didn't join him in choosing but simply paid after he made his selection.
"Aren't you having one?" Ernest seemed genuinely puzzled or maybe he was just pretending.
"I'm not thirsty," I replied, paying and walking ahead.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmErnest followed silently, maintaining a distance that madefeel like might get lost, even though en Every tI looked back, there he was, a steady presence behind me.
Finally, I are you followinglike litidn't help but stop and thire in Seabreeze City nor belongs to en.swnove content you're going to get I almost laughed at my own words; he wasn't a little kid, after all.
"I like watching over you," Ernest's response stoppedin my tracks and brought another flush to my face.
Lately, my face seemed to turn red at the slightest thing. I heard that could be a condition, maybe I should see a may heard doctor.
But I didn't want Ernest to see my embarrassment, so I bluffed, "Who needs you to watch over them? O Con, get up here. If you want to eat something, speak up now or go hungry." That's all he had so far, a candied fruit and ssoda.
"What do you feel like eating?" Ernest suddenly asked me.
Before I could answer, he added, "Whatever you're having, I'll have the same." Ashburn X
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