【GaloLio】The way home

Gallo Timos is rarely helpless.

And he instinctively hated that sense of powerlessness.

He does possess extraordinary self-confidence and courage—not so much that he thinks he is omnipotent—but at least he has some confidence in his brain speed and emergency response ability.

However, looking at the peaceful side face of the young man in front of him, he didn't know how to react better for a while.

Leo Fortia was wearing a plain all black suit, the collar and cuffs of the shirt were clean and tidy, completely different from his previous clothing style.

The lady in a business suit behind him glanced at Gallo quickly, and said in a calm voice, "It's almost time."

Leo nodded, his eyes still lingeringly on the sunset on the other side of the horizon.

"Sunshine, like a flame." The boy said softly.Gallo couldn't tell whether it was the other party's muttering or talking to himself.

He looked at the warm-toned light covering the young man's hair, and couldn't think of any wonderful adjectives. He just felt very beautiful, so beautiful that he just wanted to sigh: "Yeah, it doesn't need anyone to put out the fire."

When the boy cast a slightly suspicious look, Gallo finally made up his mind to take a step forward, put his palm on the opponent's head and rubbed it a few times, and laughed.Those blond hairs that were once gone are back nicely, soft and real to the touch.

Leo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled softly.He flicked the palm on his head away, and before the contact between the two was completely separated, he shook it again whether intentionally or unintentionally.Then he turned and walked towards the lady who had been waiting patiently for him.

Gallo watched the boy's slender figure become smaller in his field of vision.

Boy X, the former leader of the "Crazy Burner" who is about to enter the detention place designated by the court and will start trial tomorrow, and the barrister representing Leo in the Promepolis Republic vs. Boy X case—the two people in front of them After the figure completely disappeared, he turned around awkwardly, turning his head left and right to find the location where the motorcycle was parked before.

Before putting on the helmet, he took another look at the setting sun, which the boy said was as bright as a flame.However, his sensibility is limited after all, and he can't read too much poetic and picturesque in it.

The next time we meet again, we will stand in court as a witness, or in the visiting room of the detention center, or it will be miraculous. The fair judgment, so that the teenagers can walk out of the court with their proud chins raised as in the past without any burden, and then they can bump their fists tacitly like after the joint battle is over...

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The road to the court by car was devastated, and most of the high-rise buildings in the center of the city were destroyed.Fortunately, the court located on the outskirts of the city escaped unharmed, like a metaphor.Social beliefs are on the verge of collapse, and people are still trying to maintain this crumbling belief with judicial order.

What kind of judgment will the court give, and what consequences will Leo face? Gallo Timos has no way of knowing.

But he was very sure that the next time he had such a face-to-face opportunity, he wanted to give the boy a hug before saying any extra words, the strength was just enough so that the other party would not feel suffocated, nor would he be able to escape from the hug.

He couldn't explain why he had such an idea.

But that's exactly what he thought.