[Comprehensive British and American] Entering the industry needs to be cautious

Will Graham opened his eyes suddenly.

Then, he began to cough, his heart and lungs seemed to be torn apart, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and the sticky feeling pressed against his body.

After the itching in the throat finally subsided, those green eyes filled with mist looked at everything around him in confusion.

Is he still alive?

After killing the red dragon, after falling into the ocean with Hannibal in his arms?

He subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at his hands—Hannibal was right, blood is black under the moonlight.

He wanted what he saw, and he finally saw it.

Very beautiful.

Constantly resisting and struggling, and at that moment, he finally admitted that he and he had long been indistinguishable from each other.

He finally accepted the truest self.

and many more!

Hazel green eyes glanced at the room, and his fingers clenched tightly on the quilt—how does this look like the rented house in Palo Alto when he was in college?

Will Graham pulled up his wet vest abruptly, and was surprised to find that the scar on his abdomen, which was deeply cut by Hannibal Lecter for his betrayal, was gone.

Barefoot, he rushed into the bathroom.

The smooth mirror surface clearly reflected his current appearance.

Dark brown hair was wetly attached to his face, and there was a fine stubble on his chin. Even though he looked a little rough, it did not damage his outstanding facial features, as well as his youthful aura that couldn't be concealed.

The face in front of him is more like himself more than ten years ago.

He glanced at the calendar, and the year on it confirmed his guess.

It is now 12 years ago.

He couldn't help covering his forehead, was he really 12 years ago, or was he trapped in the palace of memory with no way out?

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On the seventh day after opening his eyes again, Will Graham confirmed that he had really returned to 12 years ago, when he was 22 years old.

At that time, he was a senior student at Stanford, majoring in architecture and minoring in psychology, with excellent grades.When he was about to graduate, he did not choose to work in any construction company, but browsed the recruitment information of the FBI Academy on the Internet.

As a young man, he was hesitant to become a member of the FBI.

He felt that the special talent of empathy would have a special effect in investigating cases and could save more people.But what he hasn't realized, or subconsciously ignores, is that empathy is a double-edged sword. When helping him track down the killer, he also cut his hand.

So much so that in eight years, he was on the verge of being broken.

But now, he is no longer broken.

Will Graham smiled subconsciously, and a slight smile floated in his hazel green eyes.

He is no longer the FBI's delicate and fragile cup, which is only used to entertain VIPs, but——

Hannibal.

He and him were already indistinguishable.

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Will Graham walks in the Uffizi Gallery in Florence, the city of flowers in Italy, which is a palace of art.

The young man in a long windbreaker has an outstanding appearance, and his hazel green eyes are the buds pinched in spring.His temperament is extremely contradictory, dangerous and peaceful, vicissitudes but vigor.He admired the paintings hanging in the corridor, but he didn't know that walking in the former palace and now the gallery was more like a painting created by the hand of God.

He couldn't help frowning and avoiding the fiery eyes of outsiders, but he didn't know that if he hadn't been too focused on admiring the paintings in the corridor, an enthusiastic Italian would have approached him long ago.

Will Graham stood in front of the painting called "Spring".

This "Spring" by Sandro Botticelli is one of the most fascinating paintings of Hannibal Lecter in his youth.Rinaldo Pazzi once told him that 20 years ago, young Lithuanian youths sat in front of "Spring" day after day, copying the painting with pencils.

Also in this city, Hannibal left behind the wonderful "Spring" composed of human body.

He was called the Devil of Florence.

According to the current time, Hannibal Lecter stayed in Florence, 12 years ago.

He gently closed his eyes.

A pendulum swung in his mind.

He saw Hannibal.

Young Hannibal.

Just like him now.

There was a faint smile on his lips, his gray-blue eyes were full of concentration, the pencil in his hand moved quickly, and the image was taking shape on the white paper.

Passing visitors looked at Will Graham with some surprise. This handsome young man was standing in front of "Spring", waving his fingers in the air, as if he was describing something.The smile on his lips is so elegant, and the movements of his fingers are so calm, like an artist in a palace, working on his own creation.

This is the charm of life coming to an abrupt end at the last moment.

Will Graham was completely immersed in Hannibal Lecter's thoughts, and before he knew it, the painting he drew turned into a warm flesh——

The blond woman spouting flowers, the beautiful forest goddess Cloris appeared in front of his eyes, with a bumpy body wrapped in tulle, and her face was full of panic, because Zephyros, the god of the west wind, grabbed her Waist, trying to take her away.

She wanted to scream, but opened her mouth to reveal the flowers.

"Perfect."

Will Graham sighed softly.

He opened his eyes and let out a long breath of relief.Sweat soaked his forehead hair, but there was a happy smile on his face, and his eyes were bright and shining.

He couldn't wait to leave his masterpiece in this city, the city where Hannibal had left his works.

However, the material needs to be carefully selected.

This is his bottom line.

Just use the most evil blood to bloom the most beautiful flowers, it must be the most amazing work.

Will Graham took a deep look at the masterpiece, and he turned around to leave.

The footsteps of leaving suddenly stopped.

He was stunned.

His lips moved, and he was about to call out the man's name almost the next moment.

The hazel green eyes reflected a figure.

He has a tall and straight body, a dark blue three-piece suit, dark golden hair combed neatly behind his head, gray-blue eyes, and a deep and handsome face.At first glance, he was born in a high-class society, either rich or noble, and a good upbringing is most profoundly reflected in him.

Noble but not arrogant, no more elegant and polite.

But Will Graham only needed one glance to see the arrogance and arrogance hidden behind his elegance and modesty.

He looks a little different, but this is him 12 years ago after all, isn't it a normal thing to be different from him in the future!

Will Graham lightly bit the soft flesh on the inner wall of his mouth, exerting all his self-control to keep him from walking in front of him.

He was not ready to come before him, and the sudden encounter caught him off guard.

But - Will Graham thought uncertainly, he seemed to see fascination in Hannibal's eyes before him.

illusion?

Will Graham was hesitating whether he should strike up a conversation or turn his head away—God, the former choice, even for him now, was quite difficult.But he just walked away, as if, not as if, but as if—very rude.

He didn't want to go to Hannibal's table before exchanging his deepest self with Hannibal.

Just when Will Graham hesitated, Hannibal Lecter moved.

He walked up to Will Graham with graceful steps, maintaining a three-step distance politely.Instead of staring at Will's face, he casts his eyes on the painting behind him.

"Excellent painting, isn't it."

Hannibal Lecter's voice is deep and magnetic, and his open English is not the familiar London accent, but a typical American accent.

Very, kind accent.

Will Graham froze for a moment, he looked at Hannibal Lecter's face, knowing this person, he could see his emotions at the moment without even empathizing.

He is here, please him.

Will Graham pursed his lips and opened his mouth slowly: "...Indeed."

He suddenly remembered the time when he was in prison and he and Hannibal faced each other across the iron cage.

【I look up at the starry sky from where you once existed, Orion is eye-catching on the horizon, and Jupiter shines beside it.I don't know if our horoscopes are the same. 】

He tried his best to get rid of Hannibal's influence on him, and wanted to press the darkness drawn by Hannibal back to the deepest part of his heart.He resisted the truest side of himself and blamed Hannibal for everything.

But he couldn't help being attracted to Hannibal.

The memory flickered, and Will Graham looked at the younger and more elegant man in front of him, looked at him slightly sideways, nodded slightly, and said, "Excuse me, my name is Hannibal, Hannibal Nibal Lecter."

In the memory, another voice sounded exactly the same, and said in a deep voice: [I believe that some of our astrology must intersect.You broke into the vestibule of my mind palace, stumbling down the corridors in search of my beginnings. 】

So, he smiled and replied, "I'm Will, Will Graham."

He loves him as much as he loves himself.

The author has something to say: #818Spicy Uncle Ba who fell in love at first sight#

Come to a small theater:

Time: Two eyebrows flirt, you test me, I test you, and finally achieve a great harmony in life, officially become a murderer husband and wife, a duo of scavenger in the world

Teacup: Hannibal, when you see a dead person, do you get, uh, the urge to eat (whispers)?

Uncle Ba: (⊙o⊙) Will you...

Will: Don't look at me, I'm asking you!

Uncle Ba: I'm not blaming your eating habits, but are you sure you want to eat those things all the time? (I don’t know what to think of, his face looks a little bad, and he seems to want to vomit) The flesh and blood of those guys are as dirty as their souls, and I doubt that high temperature can’t kill the virus.But if you must eat, how about waiting two hours after the meal when you want to kiss in the future?

Will: ...I want Jing Jing, don't ask me who Jing Jing is==

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In other words, I always felt that when Hannibal and Will first met, Hannibal was a little attracted to Will, and then he was eating on Will's body, and the principle was completely eaten o( ╯□╰)o This is the real double standard

In my opinion, the happiest time for Hannibal is when Will decides to fish him just after he gets out of prison, knowing that there is a hook in the bait, but he can't give up.And in the last episode, when Will finally faced his true self and fell off the cliff with Hannibal in his arms——

Will who let go of himself is Hannibal’s soul mate, another self == so I think, if Will and Hannibal meet again in this state~ hehe

The two lines of dialogue in [] are from the crossed-out dialogue in the script of the second and sixth seasons of Hannibal. It is said that the screenwriter did not want the drama to be too basic, so they removed it.But to be honest, it's already like this, what are you doing to lie to your ears~

By the way, this article will continue to appear reborn.In other words, the villains are all good, and no one will break the three views together. It's boring O(∩_∩)O haha~