A little panic arose in the young scholar's heart.
Even a little scared.
He turned his head vigorously.
Looking at the bushes and brother again and again.
No rabbit.
My brother looks so cute with a rabbit.
...
"Shh."
The woodcutter glanced at the young scholar.
"You should be gentle."
"Don't scare the rabbit."
...
"elder brother!"
The young scholar couldn't help it.
He screamed.
"What are you talking about?"
"No rabbit!"
He suddenly stood up and moved forward.
He slapped the bushes hard with his hands.
"Look!"
“Where are rabbits?!”
"Look!"
...
"younger brother?"
The woodcutter seemed to be startled.
"What are you doing?"
"The rabbit was scared away by you."
"I also want to catch it for your sister-in-law."
...
"elder brother!"
The young scholar felt like he was about to explode.
"No rabbit!"
"Don't you understand what I said!?"
"No rabbit!"
"Brother, be more awake!"
"If you want a rabbit, we can go somewhere else to look for it."
"But there are really no rabbits here."
"elder brother!"
"Don't do this..."
Such a brother made him feel a little uncomfortable and a little... scared.
...
The woodcutter stared at the young scholar steadily.
Then slowly get up.
"No rabbit?"
...
"No!"
The young scholar screamed in dismay.
"elder brother!"
"What's wrong with you?!"
"Is it too late and sleepy, so I'm dazzled..."
"Brother, let's go back and rest."
"elder brother……"
...
The woodcutter's puzzled face slowly smiled.
“…Are you scared?”
...
The young scholar was stunned.
ah?
What?
...
"elder brother……"
I couldn't tell what had changed, but I was just a little changed brother, and the young scholar was a little confused.
...
"Didn't my performance just now make people feel sad?"
The woodcutter bent the corners of his mouth.
...
The young scholar opened his eyes wide.
Pupils contract violently.
What, what does it mean?
...
"elder brother……"
The young scholar's voice was very soft.
"you……"
"What are you talking about?"
"What do you mean?"
The young scholar felt confused.
...
"What you just felt is how I felt about you."
The woodcutter's face was slightly calm, "It's also how your sister-in-law feels about you."
“There are a lot of other people who feel about you.”
"It's just that my sister-in-law and I both care about your feelings."
"It's just not let you discover it."
"We've asked you too..."
"If you explain it to us, we believe it."
“Even now…”
"We don't think it's your brain problem..."
"You are just tired of reading..."
"You put too much pressure on yourself..."
"but……"
The woodcutter was a little sad, "Can't we?"
"You need support and encouragement. My sister-in-law and I can tell you a lot of good things."
"You know..."
"We believe in you the most."
My younger brother is his pride.
A person like them who is so good at studying... It can be said that his ancestors burned incense...
Everyone else was very envious of their family.
"Why did you make a black monster..."
"Come and make yourself believe you can?"
...
The young scholar's head was a little dull.
He didn't turn around.
"elder brother……"
"You just..."
"Is it pretending?"
The young scholar's voice lowered a little.
It is even more incredible.
...
"Um."
The woodcutter nodded.
"Pretty."
He just wanted his younger brother to experience their feelings in person.
After pretending for a while, his younger brother couldn't stand it anymore...
They have been patient for a long time.
You can imagine their torment.
...
The young scholar opened his mouth wide.
It's pretending...
"……Fake?"
The young scholar murmured again.
...
The quiet night makes the murmur clear and identifiable.
...
The woodcutter nodded again.
"Fake."
...
"You didn't see a rabbit?"
The young scholar began to react.
...
"No."
The woodcutter shook his head.
“There are no rabbits here.”
...
The young scholar's pupils contract.
“…you lied to me…”
The young scholar whispered.
It seems a bit incredible.
...
"I-"
The woodcutter wants to explain.
...
"You lied to me!"
The young scholar screamed.
The woodcutter actually lied to him?!
He was really scared just now.
The woodcutter looks so strange.
He really felt a little scared...
Until now, he still has some remaining shock in his heart.
As a result, the woodcutter told him...
No.
What just now is not true.
It was pretended by the woodcutter.
The young scholar has anger similar to being fooled or caring about being let down.
...
The woodcutter didn't say anything.
He lets the young scholar vent his anger.
When the young scholar stopped gasping, the woodcutter spoke, "If it is true..."
"What would you think?"
...
The young scholar was stunned.
Then he screamed, his voice croaking, "It's fake!"
No if.
...
"But you are real."
The woodcutter spoke slowly.
...
ah?
The young scholar was stunned.
What?
...
"You should be glad that my performance just now was fake."
The woodcutter smiled slightly.
"Or what will you be like now?"
"Have you ever thought about it?"
...
The young scholar's mouth opened slightly.
What?
...
“It’s a pity.”
The woodcutter sighed.
"I'm not as lucky as you."
"I can tell you..."
"My performance just now is fake."
“There are no rabbits there.”
"can you tell me……"
The corner of the woodcutter's mouth twitched slightly, "Is your performance fake?"
"There are no black monsters here."
"You're just kidding me."
"Can you say that?"
...
"The black monster is real!"
The young scholar blurted out.
He turned his head.
The black monster still scrubbed the fruits on the branches and ate them.
He could see every move clearly.
Hmm.
Probably not that clear.
After all, it's late at night now, and the light in the mountains is not good.
but……
He was sure that the black monster was indeed there.
...
The woodcutter's heart felt helpless.
He spread his hands.
"Look."
...
"But this is different!"
The young scholar clenched his hands tightly.
He explained anxiously and irritably.
"The black monster is real."
...
"If I didn't tell you the truth just now, I insisted that the rabbit is real..."
The woodcutter smiled.
"What do you think?"
...
"I……"
The young scholar was speechless.
"But the rabbit is fake."
"You said you were lying."
...
"What if I didn't say it?"
The woodcutter shook his head.
"Will you believe me?"
...
"I……"
The young scholar felt that his brain was about to explode.
“…No rabbit…”
He murmured.
Chapter completed!