"That's more like it." Ryder was satisfied. He casually withdrew his hand and said in a lazy tone, teaching her, "At such a young age, why learn to have a secret crush? There are so many better things to do."
"I'm already an adult."
"Even if you're an adult, you want to fall in love as soon as you enter college?" Ryder looked down at her. She really needed some discipline. He said with a half - smile, "If I were your father, I'd be so angry I'd die."
What did an eighteen - year - old girl know about love?
If anyone dared to flirt with his daughter in the future, he'd break that kid's legs.
Aria puffed out her cheeks. Remembering that he had had countless rumored girlfriends in high school, her mood dropped a bit.
She couldn't help but retort in a small voice, "How much older are you than me? You've had so many girlfriends. How can you lecture me?"
The voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough.
Ryder looked at her for two seconds and sneered, "I'm a guy. Can it be the same?"
"Oh," Aria was a bit angry now. Her gentle and soft voice carried a bit more indignation. "Then you're the scumbag you mentioned, the one who would make my father angry, deceiving little girls!"
Ryder: "..."
She was really smart, making associations and drawing inferences.
He was too lazy to explain those messy things. He smiled playfully, "Was I just giving an example, and now you're turning it around to teach me a lesson?"
Aria pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
Scumbag, always bullying people. If you keep doing this, I won't like you anymore.
This was the first time Aria showed a little temper in front of Ryder.
She pursed her lips, stared at him for a few seconds, shook her fluffy tied - up hair, snorted, and then turned around and walked into the cafeteria.
"...?"
Ryder looked at the little girl's angry back and was stunned in place for a moment.
Fine, she had learned to show him her temper.
He lowered his eyes, rubbing the fingertips that had just touched the ends of her hair. The faint orchid fragrance seemed to linger at the tip of his nose.
It was kind of nice for the little girl to be a bit spoiled.
After a while, he chuckled softly and followed her.
Aria entered the cafeteria. The heat hit her face, but at the same time, her mind calmed down.
Regret slowly seeped into her heart.
She, she seemed to have lost her temper with Ryder just now.
This had never happened before.
She couldn't wait to get closer to him. Every time, she tried her best to please and coax him, but she had actually retorted to him just now.
Aria bit her lip: "..."
It was all because of his overly indulgent attitude recently. Had it unconsciously made her act presumptuously?
But he had really been too much just now...
Why was it that as a guy, he could have girlfriends casually, but when she was a girl, she wasn't even allowed to have a secret crush?
And he had been hinting, both directly and indirectly, that the person she liked wasn't good.
Even if they were the same person and he didn't know that she liked him, it still wasn't okay. She was just annoyed.
In her heart, he was the best.
Aria was a bit depressed. She stopped in the cafeteria hall, tilted her head slightly, and her eyes casually glanced towards the door.
She didn't see the figure she was looking for.
When had Ryder ever been retorted to like this?
Especially by a girl.
She felt all sorts of emotions in her heart. Her lips were bitten so hard that they lost a lot of color. She thought, could he be so angry that he left directly?
Then... should she go find him?
She had come to call him for lunch. What was there to be fussy about? He didn't even know that the person she liked was him.
Aria felt both regretful and disappointed.
Ryder, who had followed her, leaned against a pillar not far away. He watched the little girl suddenly stop, her expression changing constantly. He wondered what kind of random thoughts she was having.
He found it quite interesting.
He originally wanted to watch for a while longer, to see what she would do. Would she come to find him or just go buy food and leave him alone?
But then he suddenly saw the little girl pout and lower her head listlessly, as if she was about to cry?
Ryder's eyelids twitched.
She showed her temper and then waited there. If no one coaxed her, she would cry?
Ryder actually wasn't angry. He wasn't that petty. He just thought it was fun to tease the little girl.
If he had gone too far and Aria didn't like it, of course it was his fault. It was only right for him to follow and coax her.
He just didn't expect this turn of events.
How could a girl get angry at someone and then make herself so grievance that she wanted to cry?
If Finn Alvarez were here at this moment, he would surely give Ryder a good lesson on relationships right on the spot.
Ask him, did he think everyone was like him?
Girls were delicate. What else was there to do but coax them? Did he think the girl would come and coax him instead?
What kind of daydream was he having?
It was just a bad habit from being spoiled.
Fortunately, Ryder wasn't completely clueless. He walked over and gently tugged at the ends of the little girl's hair from behind.
He asked in a low voice, "Are you really angry?"
"It's my fault," Ryder apologized in a gentle voice. "If you're angry, hit me a couple of times. Why make yourself feel wronged, huh?"
Aria blinked.
She turned around, and her big, bright almond - shaped eyes showed a bit of surprise.
It took her a few seconds to react. She stared blankly at the person she thought had left. After a while, she said in a low voice, "You didn't leave."
"Leave?" Ryder found it funny. He looked down at her casually and asked teasingly, "It's lunchtime. Where would I go?"
"Oh." Aria looked at him again and said in a small voice, "Then are you angry?"
Ryder deliberately pretended not to understand, raising his browbone slightly, "Angry about what?"
"..."
Aria didn't say anything.
"Do you think I'm that petty?" Ryder asked, looking at her with interest.
Aria: "Oh."
So he wasn't angry?
She felt a bit relieved, but at the same time, she was a bit embarrassed.
Ryder just looked at her with droopy eyelids. After a while, he sighed, reached out and pinched her soft and tender cheek, and said in a low voice with a hint of coaxing.
He said, "Aria, actually, I have a pretty good temper."
"You don't have to always worry about whether I'm angry or not."
Aria opened her mouth, but before she could speak, he took her wrist, pushed her forward with his shoulder against hers, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"...Rice, I guess." Aria was pushed by him. After thinking for a while, she replied.
Ryder took a tray and handed it to her, letting her pick the dishes she wanted. He continued the previous conversation.
He asked casually, "Aria, what kind of person do you think I am?"
Aria was caught off - guard by the question.
The hand that was picking up the sweet - and - sour spare ribs paused for a moment, then continued. She replied without looking up, "You're a very nice person."
Gentle, unrestrained, open - hearted, living in the sunlight.
Ryder actually laughed. After thinking for a moment, he curled the corner of his mouth and lazily repeated, "So it's a 'nice - guy card'?"
"...No." Aria retorted. "Anyway, you're a very nice person."
She thought for a while and added in a small voice, "You're very kind. You took me home, cooked noodles for me, and didn't bully me."
It took him a moment to remember what Aria was referring to.
It was something that had happened many years ago.
"Is that so?"
Ryder lowered his eyes, looking at her with a half - smile.
He found that the little girl's expression and eyes were extremely serious. The smile on his lips faded a bit, and his eyes became much deeper.