Chapter 407: Laugh...cry?

"Then what do you plan to do next?" I asked.
Yura shook her head and looked at Harold.
Harold sighed, and said, "There are a few clues. It has been a period of investigation. At the moment, I can only take one step to see, but I don't know if the other party can show any clues."
"Your negative attitude is very dangerous," I preached: "Anyone who is not careful may become Ji Chunsheng!"
"What is Ji Chunsheng?"
"A person, the founder of a Youtan, is also known as the dean of the negative world."
"A certain paralysis?"
Yura had a curious baby's expression on her face.
I stood up, shook my clothes, walked to the sofa, and lay down abruptly, in that state, like a puddle of mud on the sofa, and although my eyes were open, there was no look, completely lazy. At the extreme, the mouth opens and closes occasionally, not for talking, but for breathing.
In other words, the current form is more appropriate in one sentence: too lazy to even breathe.
There was silence in the office for about ten seconds, and Yura finally couldn't hold it back anymore. He chuckled and said, "You are so decadent like this."
However, after these words, the entire office was still deadly silent.
Yura felt something was wrong at this time. She looked back and forth at me and Harold repeatedly, wondering: "What are you...what are you doing?"
As she said, she touched her face with her hand again, and then hurriedly took out a small mirror from the backpack she was carrying, and looked at the face up, down, left, and right for a while, and then a look Worried: "What's wrong, what's wrong, is there anything on my face?"
Harold and I moved in unison, shaking our heads stiffly like a robot.
"Then what..." She suddenly stopped talking, bit her lower lip fiercely, and faced me fiercely, and said: "You said, what is going on, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer today , See if I won't choke you to death!"
As she said, she stretched out her hand to show off the ten sharp nails on her slender fingers.
I shivered abruptly, with a black line on my face, and pointed at Harold: "Why don't you ask him to go?"
When Harold saw that I sold him directly, he became very angry in an instant, and he threw an angry look at him, but it was a pity that my cheek was too thick and the attack was ineffective ╮(╯▽╰)╭.
Yura didn't look at Harold, she just stared at me, and said: "He is my president, I can't be right with the president. As for you, hum."
The meaning of the last sneer was unknown, and I felt trembling all over.
As a last resort, I had to raise my hands to express surrender, and lower my eyebrows to express the reason: "You just... laughed."
"Huh?" Yula was startled suddenly, she clutched her cheek and looked at Harold incredulously.
Harold nodded at her.
"I...I laughed?" Yula became excited in an instant: "I...I actually laughed?"
She looked at me again at a loss, her eyes full of questions.
"Well, you laughed" I affirmed: "And the smile is...very beautiful."
"I laughed, I finally laughed, I will laugh..."
While she was talking, she suddenly hid her face, her shoulders kept trembling, and then, a very faint sob came out...
She actually cried? !
I looked at Harold blankly, at a loss.
Harold just stood up in silence, came to me, gave me a look, motioned to speak.
The office door is closed tightly, soundproofing is very good, no sound can be heard.
I pointed at the door with a look of stunned expression, and said that it was uncomfortable: "She, she, she..."
Harold raised his hand and motioned for me to calm down.
I swallowed my saliva, took a few deep breaths in a row, calmed down my stunned heart a bit, raised my head to indicate that there was no problem, and I could break the shocking news at any time, and I could bear it.
Harold nodded and said, "Yura is crying for a reason."
I nodded seriously.
Then... then he didn't meow anymore...
Harold seemed to be a delayed network, neither speaking nor speaking, and his eyes looked behind me from time to time.
Behind?
I turned my head suspiciously, and then froze.
I don’t know when, Yura has quietly opened the office door, her eyes are red and swollen against the door frame, although she is still a poker face, she has some expressions, but this expression is really hard to compliment...crying It's not like crying, and laughing is not like laughing. I can't even see the mood she wants to express at the moment!
Harold coughed and said, "What? You talk, I happen to have something to do."
After that, he immediately turned around and fled.
Yo, put myself here, this is different from the previous behavior of betraying you!
I was also trying to find an excuse to escape, but Yura said indifferently: "Come in, I have something to tell you."
I couldn't run, I had to bite the bullet and follow in.
Closing the door, I made a big bow of ninety degrees, and apologized: "I'm very sorry, it was not my intention to make you laugh. I only blamed me for being born with a funny character. Please forgive me!"
Yura just gave a light ‘um’, and didn’t scold me or beat me.
? ? ?
This means, did she forgive me?
Suspiciously, I raised my head and saw Yula standing by the window, shaking her shoulders from time to time.
"Uh......"
I really don't know what to say, I can only use this long tone to express the silence in my heart.
"come here."
Yura's voice was very soft, and there did not seem to be any anger, but I still did not dare to relax my guard, with a nervous expression, I moved over.
Just walking to her side, Yula suddenly turned around and stretched out her hands towards me.
"I'll take a rub, is this the rhythm that is going to strangle me?" I was terrified, and finally, closed my eyes tightly, and my heart was stunned: "I'm paralyzed, I die, I die under the peony... ...Peony's subordinates are dead, and they are also happy to be ghosts...Ah, I don't want to die yet, the of creation bless you, although I usually scold you many times, you still have to bless me, don't let Yura Act against me..."
I murmured incoherently in my heart for a long time, but found that my neck didn't feel any touch, on the contrary, my shoulders were covered with a soft touch.
Squinting a seam, I saw Yula's hands lightly resting on my shoulders, and his head slowly pressed against my chest. A few seconds later, he leaned against my chest.
When I was relieved, my incomprehension rose: What is she going to do?
Just thinking about it, Yula said, "Xiaoyi, do you think my behavior today is funny?"
I shook my head and told the truth: "No, I'm very pitiful."
"Do you really think so?"
"Ok."
I didn't give too much explanation. Sometimes, if there are too many explanations, it becomes more fake.
"I know..." Yula said: "Today's behavior is very abnormal, but I just can't hold it back, can't hold it..."
"Because..." She said with a touch of sadness and melancholy: "This is the first time I...laugh."
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