Chapter 128: Victor - Helen 4

Chapter 128: Victor - Helen 4
He asked because he saw her wearing sportswear.
Short shorts.
Light pink polo shirt.
Black sneakers.
Her hair seemed to have grown longer, so she tied it up, tied it high like that.
Looking at her today, if he didn't know her identity, he would probably think she was a student from some school, not a female assassin.
Helen unconsciously removed his hand, turned around, and walked to the bench to sit down.
"Who's hiding from you? I often come here to jog, how would you know, because you don't come here often."
Victor heard her answer. He was stunned. It turned out that it was all because he was lazy; if he had come earlier, he probably wouldn't have wasted a whole year.
Seeing him stay silent, Helen also kept silent, the surrounding space became awkward because of that.
"I'll go first." Helen finished speaking, stood up, and was about to leave. She hated this awkward atmosphere the most.
Victor reacted quickly, pulling her back.
"You can't go anywhere. I've waited for you enough; I don't want to wait for you anymore. Helen, will you be my girlfriend?"
No matter how she answered, his lips were still on hers.
Suddenly, Helen's whole body seemed to have an electric current running through it; she trembled, and her first kiss was blatantly stolen by him.
Less than 1 minute and 30 seconds had passed, and his lips were bitten painfully by her, causing him to frown.
"It hurts." Victor's lips were bleeding; he cried out softly.
Helen looked at him with fiery eyes, "You bastard, how dare you?"
Her face changed from anger to resentment.
She hadn't even permitted him, and he had already acted recklessly, and what was he doing, just meeting again, hugging and kissing, treating her like an easy woman, hugging and kissing as he pleased?
She agreed to get to know him, but not to this extent.
It's true that she likes him, misses him, but she wants to get to know him little by little, to get closer to him, and he's already so excited just by seeing her again. Does he think she's like other women? Men love quickly and forget quickly; she hates that kind of person.
Her eyes are almost about to cry, Helen said frankly.
"Victor, let's not meet again. I know what kind of person you are today."
She turned around and walked away quickly.
Tears immediately welled up, the words came out, why did her heart hurt as if someone was squeezing it?
She hurt, but he hurt even more.
Victor looked at her, not understanding why, he really loved her, so he saw her again, couldn't help but hug her, then kiss her, was that okay?
Aren't lovers supposed to hug and kiss each other?
So why was she angry with me?
No, he wouldn't lose her again; he had waited enough, after all, in this world. If it wasn't her, then there was no one else.
He hurriedly ran after the girl who had gone far away on the long road.
A fear suddenly rose in his heart, he was afraid, afraid that if he didn't hold on this time, he would lose her forever.
Simply because, the image of Helen had filled his heart.
"Helen."
Victor ran after Helen and called out loudly.
He was so tired that he couldn't breathe. Damn it, her legs weren't as long as his. Why was she walking so fast?
He cried in his heart, if he couldn't catch up with her this time, he would be single for the rest of his life.
"Sister Hellen. I like you, stop. Hellen. I like you, I like you, can you hear me?"
Victor shouted with all his might.
He didn't know if she heard it, but it seemed like everyone in the park heard it.
Everyone stopped involuntarily, staring at Victor.
Gossip started to rise.
"There was an idiot who came to the park screaming early in the morning."
"But, why is that idiot so handsome?"
"That's right, kids these days are really bold. If they like someone, they'll scream, the whole village will know."
"But that girl, she's so cruel, he called her that."
Helen stopped. She heard what those people said clearly; she heard it even more clearly than what he called her.
Her face darkened. Victor, this guy, likes her. Why does he call her sister? Is she that old?
Her blood boiled, and Helen turned around, angrily walking towards Victor. Her aura when standing in front of him was clearly cold as ice, making him shiver.
"Victor, what did you just say?" She asked him coldly.
"I like you. I like you. I like you." Victor replied sincerely.
Helen raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Okay, you said you like me, so if you can withstand three of my punches, I will be your girlfriend."
Victor heard her words, overjoyed, but suddenly stopped.
"I have to withstand three of your punches?" He looked at her, hesitantly asking.
"What? You're scared, then there's no need to discuss anything here."
She was about to turn around and leave.
Then his voice rang out strongly.
"Three punches are three punches, don't go back on your word."
Helen's face was bright with a smile, "I'm Helen, I can say it, I can do it, I absolutely won't go back on my word, otherwise, I won't be called Hellen."
Victor smiled weakly and stood up straight to let her hit him.
Just now, he was still hesitant, because he was worried about his old wound. More than half a year ago, after he fought for territory with another gang, the two sides got into a fight, and he was ambushed.
He was stabbed in the back with a half-span long knife.
At that time, Ben and Ken were scared to death, thinking that their boss had died. Fortunately, he was blessed with a prosperous life and survived the disaster.
He overcame the danger and continued to live.
Up until now, the external wound has basically healed, but the wound inside has not healed yet.
Helen didn't know he was injured.
Victor knew it was dangerous; for normal people, he would consider it normal, but for Helen, she was someone who had learned martial arts since she was young; each of her punches was several times stronger than normal people.
If she hit him, he couldn't guarantee whether he could endure it or not. If not, it would just be a waste of time.