Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
“Oh? Why is that?” he asked.
“Because…because you play the piano so beautifully, I love your music,” she replied.
His eyes flickered, was this the only reason? Did she want to be friends with anyone who played the piano well?
“Let’s go then,” he said, taking the lead towards the school gate.
“Would you like to?” she quickly caught up and asked.
“Why not? Miss. Reed wants to be friends with me, I have no reason to refuse!” he replied.
She bit her lip slightly, “Don’t call me Miss. Reed, you can call me by my name.” Being called Miss. Reed all the time felt like a kind of mockery.
“Then can I call you Jasper?” he asked.
When the word Jasper came out of his mouth, it suddenly made her heart tremble with a strange feeling.
“Okay… sure!” she replied.
The two of them walked out of the campus and arrived at the nearby milk tea shop. There were already many students lining up outside the shop. After all, this milk tea shop was quite popular in the area and usually had good business.
“What flavor do you want?” Jasper asked.
“Anything,” he said.
“You wait here, I’ll go line up and buy it,” she said warmly, and then stood in line.
He was just standing by, watching her queue up, then he ordered two cups of milk tea at the cashier and rushed over to the pick-up counter to wait for the drinks, busy and bustling.
Before, in his eyes, she was usually someone who was served by others, but now, as she queued up to buy milk tea, even for him, he didn’t seem to feel happy.
Is it because buying milk tea is ultimately just a small matter?
After a while, Jasper finally bought two cups of milk tea and walked up to Roger, “Here, I picked a vanilla flavor for you. I think this flavor will be more refreshing.”
He took the milk tea, but didn’t drink it, just looked at her smiling face.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you want to drink?” She asked, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes.
“No rush.” He replied, not really interested in the milk tea.
“If you don’t like this flavor, then I can get you something else?” She became even more anxious, after all, her goal for today was to get him to drink from the straw!
If he didn’t drink it, then how was she going to get the straw?
Her anxiety made him a little curious, “Do you really want me to drink the milk tea?”
“Well… of course I want to share good things with my friends,” she said, slightly embarrassed.
He looked at her expression, then turned and walked towards the other side.
“Hey, where are you going?” she hurriedly followed.
“I’m going to the bookstore to buy some reference books,” he said.
“Well…then I’ll go with you,” she quickly said.
“You’ll come with me?”
“Yes, I have nothing else to do, so I’ll accompany you to the bookstore. Besides, I also want to buy a few books.” She smiled, since he hadn’t finished his milk tea yet.
He glanced at her and didn’t say anything more.
The two of them arrived at the bookstore, where Roger began browsing the shelves for books. Valda quickly took the bubble tea from his hand and said, “Let me hold this for you. You can focus on choosing your books. Once you’ve made your selection, make sure to drink it within an hour for the best taste. Otherwise, it won’t be as good.”
“Okay,” he responded, noticing that she was particularly insistent on him having milk tea today.
Jasper walked over to the rest area of the bookstore and found some tables and chairs. She chose an empty table and sat down, picking up a comic book to read. Although her eyes were fixed on the book, she kept stealing glances at Roger who was not far away.
So far, he hasn’t even had a sip of milk tea. She initially thought this task wasn’t difficult, but now she’s starting to doubt herself.
Can she really get the straw with his saliva on it smoothly today?
And Roger… could he be Lawrence? This guess flashed through her mind once again.
At the moment, Roger is leaning against this side of the bookshelf, flipping through a book in his hand.
The light from the lamp and the outdoor sunshine blend together, shining on him, making him look as if he is enveloped in a halo of light.
William’s investigation into Roger reveals a lot of uncertainty before the age of 14.
So, it’s highly likely that he is Lawrence.
She was lying on the desk, with her hands propping up her head, looking at him sideways. The warm sunshine shone through the French windows and onto her body, making her fatigue even more apparent. Jasper unknowingly fell asleep like this.
When Roger approached the table, Jasper had his eyes closed and a slight smile on his lips, as if he were dreaming of something pleasant.
He furrowed his brows slightly. Does this woman really have no sense of caution?
She fell asleep in the bookstore like that, isn’t she afraid that someone might do something to her?!
After hesitating for a moment, he took off his coat and draped it over her. Then he sat across from her, lowered his head, and looked at the book in his hand.
Time passes by little by little, as if it’s warm and beautiful.
Jasper felt like she had a beautiful dream where she saw Lawrence again, but she couldn’t remember the details when she woke up.
As she opened her eyes, she saw rows and rows of bookshelves and all the books… She suddenly realized that she was in a bookstore!
She… she fell asleep in a bookstore?!
Where was Roger?!
Jasper sat up straight and quickly turned her head, only to find Roger sitting in front of her with a thick original language book open in front of him, reading with his head down.
“I’m sorry… I… fell asleep,” she said, feeling embarrassed,
“Are you used to falling asleep in public like that without any warning?” he asked.
“Of course not!” she retorted.
“Then what was that just now?” he taunted.
Her embarrassment deepened, and she couldn’t bring herself to admit that she had fallen asleep while looking at him.
At that moment, her eyes caught sight of the two cups of milk tea on the table. The cup that was originally meant for him was already half-drunk.
“You drank the milk tea?!” she exclaimed in surprise.
“What, did you buy this cup of milk tea for me to not drink it?” he asked.
“No, no, of course not. It’s better if you drink it,” she quickly replied. “Is it good?”
“It’s alright,” he answered.
“Then you should continue drinking, hurry up and finish it. If the milk tea sits for too long, it won’t taste good,” she urged.
He glanced at her suspiciously, picked up the milk tea in hist hand, and took another sip.
In no time, he finished his cup of milk tea.
Upon seeing this, Jasper quickly said, “I’ll help you throw it away!” He then picked up the empty milk tea cup and hurriedly left.
Roger’s gaze flickered as he stared at her back, lost in thought.
Jasper walked quickly, making sure she was out of Roger’s sight before carefully putting on a pair of disposable surgical gloves. She then gingerly removed the straw that Roger had used from the bubble tea cup and tried to put it into the preservation bag she had prepared.
But just then, a voice suddenly rang out, “What are you doing?”
Jasper’s hand shook, and the straw fell to the ground.
The habit of dropping things on the ground had contaminated the straw, and even if she picked it up again, it could no longer be considered a good sample for DNA extraction.
Jasper felt a pang of regret in her heart, but as she looked up, she met Roger’s rather handsome face.
“I…I didn’t do anything,” she said, her voice betraying a sense of guilt.
“Is that so?” He approached her, crouched down, and picked up the straw from the ground. “What were you planning to do with this straw?”
“Well…aren’t we friends? So I thought…I could collect some things from my friends,” she struggled to come up reason, but even she knew it was a lame excuse.
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“I can’t imagine you have this strange habit of collecting straws,” he said.
“I can’t tell, you have this strange quirk of collecting straws, huh?” he said.
She sweated profusely, feeling like a freak in his mouth.
“Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be sitting on the rest area side?” Jasper asked.
“I just thought it was strange that there’s a trash can over there in the rest area, so why did you have to come here to throw it away? So I followed to take a look, and I didn’t expect you to have such a hobby,”
he said.
He left her speechless with his words.
He threw the straw in his hand into the trash can and said,
“Alright, I’ve bought the book I was looking for. Let’s go back.”
Jasper bit her lip, feeling like she had failed on her first mission.
The two of them walked out of the bookstore, but Roger suddenly stopped in front of a shop window.
Jasper was confused until she saw the dolls and a three-story wooden dollhouse with various wooden furniture inside.
These things are usually played with by girls pretending to play house.
Roger, on the other hand, was watching with great concentration, his gaze reminiscent of something.