One Way Mirror

Introduction to the sequel to "The One-Way Mirror" After the confession, the story has just begun. But don't worry, it's still far from over. It took Arthur Kirkland two years to learn to admit that he liked Frances, but the distance between "admitting that he liked" and "learning to fall in love" was about a hundred unpleasant scones. He is still the tough-talking British guy. He obviously wants to watch a movie next to Francis on the sofa, but what he says is "Can you not take up so much space?"; He obviously waits for news from the other party every day, but always has to pretend that he just happened to pick up the phone. Francis Bonnefoy thought he would be fine waiting for the answer, only to find that the answer raised more new questions than he had in the past two years combined. Does Arthur really like him, or is he just carried away by the atmosphere of the rainy day? Why did this person fall asleep in his arms the night before and say "Don't get too close" with a straight face the next morning? For the first time, the French felt that their proud love experience was worthless in front of this Englishman. The two people's daily life turned into a large-scale tug-of-war scene. There will be quarrels over which end the toothpaste comes from, cold wars over "you laughed too long with that curator yesterday", and worries for a whole day over a message that cannot be read back. My friends were tired of watching this, and the person involved was so arrogant that he was arrogant. But they still do a lot of things secretly. Arthur learned to keep a light on when Francis was working late. Francis learned not to cook fancy French meals when Arthur was ill, but to cook a simple bowl of porridge. No one says "I love you". At least not yet. But they were closing in—in a clumsy, awkward way that threatened to tip over at any moment. Take your time, they have a lifetime. --- (Text to be continued) Concept: One-way mirror, a mirror that is visible on one side and invisible on the other. The secret admirer stands in front of the mirror and can only see his own embarrassment, but he does not know that on the other side of the mirror, someone is looking at him with the same mood.