The Language of White Roses (Vester)

Only after dating Vester did Muya learn that he had a cool exterior but a soft heart.

And he was somewhat insecure? Though Muya could not understand what Vester had to feel insecure about.

In Muya's eyes, Vester was very handsome and an excellent student, though he was rather quiet.

"What is it? Why are you staring at me like that?" Vester took the plane tickets from the check-in agent and turned to look at Muya, looking slightly puzzled.

Muya smiled. "You really are wonderful, Vester."

When Muya said she wanted to travel to that country that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her, Vester gave it some brief thought before agreeing to go with her. He arranged everything they needed for the trip.

So quickly that even Muya was a little surprised.

"The flight to Country C will be taking off shortly. All passengers, please proceed through check-in and board as soon as possible..."

Muya reached out with her right hand and took Vester's. "Let's go."

"Okay."

Once the plane had risen above the clouds, Vester woke Muya beside him.

"Hm? What is it?" Muya rubbed her eyes and turned her head, seeing clusters of vast white clouds.

Vester's gentle voice sounded. "That cloud over there looks like ice cream."

"It really does." Muya nearly leaned right in front of Vester.

As Muya moved closer, Vester caught the scent of roses in her hair, and his ears instantly turned red.

"Ya Ya, how did you sleep?" Vester wrapped his arms around Muya's waist and buried his face in her hair.

"Pretty well, but I think we should have lunch." She let Vester hold her, though his warm breath against her neck made it itch a little.

The plane began to descend.

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