Luo Xiang short stories

The one who came back to me again?

"Let's go." Luo carried the dark purple long knife and walked back the same way.

that is the truth.The more he didn't ask about the things inside, the more Sanji couldn't help but want to talk, especially... the man walking beside him was one of the protagonists of that memory.The blond man rubbed the box in his hand unconsciously, trying to think of words. "Luo, how much do you remember from your childhood?"

"I've forgotten most of them, but I still remember everything related to you." The doctor turned his head and looked at him, "...do you remember?"

"Well, be it..." The blond man raised the small ivory box, "Did you think you could please me with it?"

"Actually, I don't really remember the specifics. It's probably that feeling. But one thing for sure is..." The doctor stopped, and the blond man followed suit.Luo stretched out his hand and gently picked up a strand of soft hair from the man's ear. "Now, it really can please you, right?"

The blond man, who felt his cheeks starting to heat up, still kept his mouth stiff. "is that so?"

"I have liked you very much ever since."

Hearing such a straightforward confession suddenly, Sanji opened his eyes wide and his heart beat wildly again.He wanted to look away, but he was firmly attracted by that man. He could only stare into those deep eyes, watching his own shadow reflected bit by bit in the dark amber dream.

"Two years ago in Xiabodi, although I didn't recognize you, I still fell in love with you at the first sight." The doctor paused lightly, "Obviously in my eyes, you exist as a "person I like" at all." Yes, Blackfoot House. "

The man's voice is magnetic and nice, and the unhurried tone has become the most heart-beating love words in Sanji's ears.Why is this surgeon so adept at stealing people's hearts?

What used to be the taste of hometown has now become a deeply missed favorite.

What about Luo, who used to focus on him, is still watching him, and what should he be his who has never looked away?

No need to think any more, the doctor moved the hand that lifted the blond hair to the back of Sanji's head, and pressed him towards him with force.The blond man didn't have any thought of fighting, and let the man bow his head and suck the kiss.The moment the warm lips pressed against him, everything was still unreal like a dream, and he who was immersed in it didn't even know whether he had woken up or not.He could only clenched the doctor's skirt tightly, allowing that person to pour out the thoughts that had been lost for too long with his lips and tongue.

Trafalgaro told himself, what was once forgotten, just be remembered; what was once lost, just be regained.

What is certain is that this is a vaguely dormant yearning that has lasted for more than ten years.It turns out that what I like has never changed.

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Flakes of Ash

The sky in Punk Hazard is always overcast, and the half of Ice and Fire Island is always covered with thick snow, and more snowflakes will fall from the sky every now and then.Trafalgarro was obsessed with a bowl of hot, fragrant soup and drank it slowly.The delicious soup glides down the throat, and the whole body overflows with amazing strength.In this icy battle, it is true that everything can be transformed into an effective tool, but it is no longer needed at this time.The alliance campaign is over, and the plan that was set—kidnapping Caesar—has been successfully completed.The doctor looked through the noisy crowd and settled on a certain tireless blond chef.

It was an indescribable feeling, thoughts that looked like yearning were like finely crushed snowflakes, piled up into thick and unspeakable ash.

Between black and white, the chaotic color is indistinct and inexplicable.

Before the figure of that person came into sight, he had to admit...that blond person had a strong gravitational force that made it hard for him to move his eyes.From head to toe, it seems to exude a dazzling light, a very bright individual.Of all the qualities he possessed, nothing was more endearing than his smile, which had a miraculous appeal and made me feel happy just by looking at it.

The doctor thought that of all the years he had lived, that man's smile was unique.Although it is a bit strange to say this, and even the expression Heizuowu puts on has nothing to do with him, but this is the truth.

After the conversation with Smokey the White Hunter was over, Luo carried the empty bowl and walked slowly towards the blond man.

The Straw Hat Pirates held a banquet with a lively atmosphere, regardless of host and guest, let alone enemy or friend, the appearance of making a mess was pleasant and staggering.But thanks to them, I was able to focus on beautiful things again.Those things that are completely different from the haze that is usually suppressed in the bottom of my heart can be called bright things.

Since the appearance of this group of people, until now, he has been trying to get close to that thing.

"Blackfoot House," he casually put the bowl on the wooden crate aside, and stretched out his hand to the chef of the Straw Hats, "for the time being, please take care of me."

Sanji was slightly taken aback by his action.He held the spoon a little inexplicably, but he quickly came back to his senses and reached out to shake hands with the doctor.

Luo's palms were dry and warm.At the moment when the palms touched, Sanji saw that the man raised his lips and smiled, and a strange feeling climbed into his heart.This was quite different from the impression Trafalgarrow had left on him.Isn't this man one of the supernovas of the worst generation, the king of Qiwuhai, a death surgeon with evil spirits and a sharp edge, strictly speaking, should he be regarded as his own enemy?Could it be that they are about to board the same boat, so they came to say hello to their allies first?If this is the case, this guy is really beyond his imagination.But this is nothing surprising, the blond man thought to himself, after all, this is a great waterway, and everything cannot be guessed by common sense, can it?

"Soup, it tastes good."

"Eh? Thank you." The blond man said tentatively, "...do you want another bowl?"

Meeting the expectant sight of the blond chef, Luo raised his eyebrows a little, showing a slightly helpless expression, and after thinking for a few seconds, he handed the bowl over again. "If you were the cook on my boat, you would definitely get fed up."

The blond almost laughed at him.Will you be fed fat? I believe you are a ghost.Even though his whole body was completely covered by black long clothes, he still knew that the captain in front of him was tall and well-proportioned, almost equal to a natural clothes rack. If he wanted to compare, he was probably the closest among the Straw Hat Pirates.Hey, this is not narcissism but fact.

"Stop talking nonsense, which one on my boat was fattened by me? If you want to say more plump... absolutely no...problem..." Sanji immediately felt that his blood seemed to be rushing to the top of his head.In the next second, he quickly gathered his mind, and served a bowl of fragrant soup for the guest in front of him.

"That can only show that they are all resistant to temptation, Blackfoot House." Taking the soup bowl, Luo Hao sat on the wooden crate leisurely, looking at the food and replied lazily.

Sanji's movements froze, and when he was about to look at him, he immediately looked away.

As a sea chef, his consistent principle is that disobedient people must die. Of course, the main premise will not be Lady.But there are two kinds of obedience, "forced to obey" and "will not refuse" are two very different things.

Luo wanted to tell himself... Is he the latter?

Probably because he was too close to the soup pot, the breath coming towards his face made him feel his cheeks were hot.Maybe... because I stood by the stove for too long, I need to walk around a little bit, and go to other places to blow some air?However, he couldn't help thinking, the reason why that person said that was because he thought of it, was there a meaning behind this sentence?Or did he already know that he would definitely think so?

With all the uncertainty in his mind, the blond lit a cigarette for himself.

Can't help the temptation, won't you refuse...?

It is not a pirate's style not to refuse anyone who comes, and it is the pride of being a pirate to be able to say no freely.Although he can't speculate on others with the same mentality, Sanji dares to pat his chest and guarantee that Trafalgaro is definitely not a good man.How can a man who is willing to destroy the entire island fail to say the word "no"?

A little surprised how well I know that person, or just some self-righteous thoughts.

Sanji couldn't help but admit that he had noticed him during that brief encounter in the Xiabodi Islands two years ago.At that time, the three captains stood side by side outside the auction venue facing countless enemies. It was impossible not to notice, right?The three capable users made a mess outside the door as soon as they made a move, no matter which one was at the same level of destruction as Luffy.As an enemy, it must be the most troublesome existence.

And in Punk Hazard two years later, when he led the group of brats out of the research institute and saw Luo again, the first thought in his mind was unexpectedly—he didn't look changed at all.Even if the hat and attire have changed, but the standing and persistent figure he left for himself seems to have not changed a single bit.

... In the past two years, have I remembered this person so clearly?

Raising those dark amber eyes, the surgeon had a panoramic view of all the chef's small movements.There was a trace of fluctuation in that beautiful blue pupil, as if the sea surface under the clear sky suddenly turned into small waves.This obvious avoidance proves that the clever Heizuwu has followed his own thinking and walked in the right direction of thinking.So what will be the conclusion after thinking about it with that clever mind?After all, it was because of me that I showed such an expression. I really...want to see him express more...wanted to see more, which no one else could see