Great writers and philosophers

The reason why Qiye Ying knew about Bruno Bucciarati was because she finally opened the channel for letters from readers.

Although the original intention is to provide a path for children who aspire to enter the literary world, but there is finally a channel to contact her! ——That's what he said, but Bugarati didn't contact Qiyeying immediately.

Because the problem of "enthusiasm" has not been solved yet.

So even though they knew it right away, the actual meeting between the two was delayed for a while.

The reunion of an old man is of course accompanied by tears and silence, and Byron has written them in his poems, so future generations do not need to worry about them.

The youth who once disappeared like fireworks are still young now, even younger than when they first met.The stand-in messengers who only appeared in the description are now younger, because they have never experienced the setbacks of fate, so they look more unscrupulous, and they have happy smiles that have not been beaten by life.

Qiye Ying smiled and withdrew from Bugarati's arms, raised her hand to greet a few unfamiliar and familiar people: "Giorno, Nalanja, Mista, Apache, Fugo, hello, I It's... Seven Nights Firefly."

Although the French name is probably more appropriate here, forget it.

After dismissing the curious teammates, Bugarati just closed the door of the private room of the restaurant when a troublesome question came to him, "Buggarati, you met Yuko Ichihara again, didn't you?"

Bugarati lowered his eyes, pulled out the chair unhurriedly, sat down, poured two cups of tea—not made by Apache—sprinkled a spoonful of sugar, “It’s been a long time... Is it longer for you?"

Obviously from a certain point of view, she was watched and grown up by the person in front of her, but now she looks older than the other woman, she showed a nearly speechless expression.

This expression is so standard that Bucciarati almost wants to laugh.

He laughed, recalling along the memory, the things that happened a long, long time ago, the past events, timeless and fresh.

"Firefly, that was a long time ago."

Bugarati said with a smile.

Qiyeying's lips were pursed into a line, trying hard to hide her emotions, but she obviously didn't look that gifted, healthy, lively, lively, all the words of youth can be placed here, and it doesn't look overrated at all.

It's been so long ago, isn't it nice now?

Everyone is fine, isn't that enough?

To be honest, Bugarati really didn't expect Qiyeying to ask this matter right away, making it seem like she never let go...

Have you never let go?

Bugarati's smile faltered, and he subconsciously carefully observed the expression of the person opposite him.

However, Qiyeying reacted faster than him.

It was indeed a long time ago.

She has been unable to let it go, nothing more than because she suspects that Bugarati and Ichihara Yuko have made a deal that is beneficial to her but harmful to him, but since Bugarati is sitting here at this moment, his companion is also All good - even better than the original.It seemed, then, that her emotions all along seemed out of place.

If Bucciarati had no problem with it, if she was even happy about it, she just had to be happy about it.

After reacting, Qi Yeying continued to suppress the emotions accumulated for centuries in her heart, and also showed a happy smile.

"That's right." Qiyeying confirmed Bugarati's words with a smile.

Bugarati stared at the brightly smiling Nana Yeying, and suddenly thought that he had never seen Nana Yeying having such a happy moment without any haze. Such a picture is really precious.Then he remembered the facts, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Not without it.

It's just that it's been a long time.

Remember, there is nothing to continue to think about.

So Bugarati didn't think too much about it, and just casually asked Uchiha Itachi what kind of work he was doing now. He was quite curious about what ninjas from different worlds would do in this society.

Nanaya Hotaru was already smiling happily enough, but now she is obviously happier, "Uchiha-kun is studying! You also know that he is super super super smart! I used to think that if he lived in a peaceful world, he must be The kind of god of learning who has grown up from being outstanding since childhood, where others get full marks in exams because others can get full marks, while others get full marks in exams because the highest score is perfect!"

"Study, what major?"

"Astrophysics, maybe we want to build rockets in the future? Hmm... But I think it's okay for Uchiha-kun to become an astronaut! Bugarati, let's go to the moon to play together~"

Buccarati could only smile and shook his head, without saying whether it was good or not, and brought up a new topic.

"Have you visited your family?"

"I saw it more than ten years ago, and they had a good life. But at that time, my little sister started to go to school. On the way, I met an evil substitute messenger. Fortunately, we bumped into it, otherwise... I wrote anonymously. I told them the ins and outs of the matter, so my younger brother started to pick up my younger sister to and from school, which is fine. It is impossible for me to continue living with them, each has its own way to go."

Each has its own way to go.

Very true words.

Buccarati nodded in agreement, and said, "In that case, the time in Naples should be considered a vacation—by the way, you don't have any manuscripts that need to be handed in on time, right?"

"No! Your great Mr. Polaris is already a world-renowned writer! You have the privilege of not chasing trends and digging holes!" The silver-haired, green-eyed woman proudly said something that was not something to be proud of.

Bugarati had no choice but to continue to smile, with a bit of helplessness, "Fuge is your fan, and I have never forgotten the serials you have been interrupting. If you have time, it is better to finish writing. Do things from the beginning to the end. Well."

"I have a beginning and an end," Qiyeying clapped her hands with a smothered smile, "I'm called ending without a problem hahahaha!"

Okay, okay.

Endless.

What a great word.

Thinking this way in his heart, Bugarati was finally relieved, and his eyes, which were as clear as lake water, filled with pure joy.

He stood up and held out his hand.

"Well said, let's go, there is still some time before dinner, I will take you to the beach in Naples, I really want to take you to see it when I was still in the ninja world."

"Huh? Now? Such a big sun?"

"Let's go, don't worry about those details, see you after a long time, how can you not go?"

"Uh... great—but I'm going to eat that ice cream you mentioned that can be loaded with toppings!"

"Yes, you can take as much as you want, anyway, there are gastrointestinal medicine at home."

"Hehe naive, Bugarati, the Nanayue Hotaru in front of you is no longer the Nanaya Hotaru I used to be. I am now Nanaya. I have experienced super spicy curry without fear. Hotaru! I can eat ten!"

"Hahahaha...what's the matter with super spicy curry?"

"To make a long story short, it was a tragic event that almost made me die socially. Fortunately, I can not be a social person at all!"

"Don't make a long story short, there's always enough time...Go there...Anyway, we have plenty of time now."

"Tsk...then you are not allowed to laugh at me...Forget it, you can laugh at me, but you'd better laugh in a low voice because I'm already embarrassing enough!"

"Hahahaha ok, ok, I promise."

"Well...it all started when I met a Japanese man who was reading a book on the train in Germany that day..."

Nanaya Hotaru talked about the fate of settling in Yokohama, about the intersection with Oda Sakunosuke and others, about the garden at home and the skull on the table, about the newly learned Indian dance and pottery, and about the countries he traveled, He talked about the core and appearance of hundreds of wars, big and small, not long ago, about the substitute messengers and people with supernatural powers he met, and about the climate and weather with deep memories...

The beautiful sea, yes, really beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful sea, I have lived in the sea all my life, and I did not discover such a beautiful sea until I returned to land.

Ice cream is also delicious, although 100% will cause weight gain, but it doesn't matter, such delicious ice cream must eat enough at one time.

It's beautiful here, and it's lively there. Even people who look like mafia pass by each other feel a little incomprehensibly kind.

Naples is such a wonderful place.

"No wonder you like it here so much."

Final concluding lines.

Bugarati listened to what Nana Yeying had been saying for several years, and finally heard the concluding lines. He couldn't help laughing. After all, he nodded with a smile and said, "Well, that's why I like this place so much."

During his stay in Naples, Naples stayed temporarily at Bugarati's house, borrowing the room his father would use when he came to see him.There is a desk in the room, and there is a photo on the desk. The photo shows my father and Bugarati when he was young. The two are facing the sea and fishing boats with their backs, and they are both smiling happily.

Qiyeying looked at the photo and imagined Bugarati's childish appearance, and thought it was quite coke. She laughed like a fool for a while, and then fell asleep happily.

Tomorrow should still be a fine day.

According to the weather forecast, the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be cloudless and fine.

There may be light rain in the next few days, or it will be cloudy.

But if you are in a happy mood, even in a violent storm, you can see a bit of arrogance and wantonness from it, and it should be accompanied by human laughter.

In the deep night, the coast of Naples was lapped by silent waves again and again.Never stop.From a long time ago to a long time ago.Someone's eyes fell on it, and saw the water lap so vainly against the silent shore.Never stop.

The sea water has gone around the whole ocean, reached the sea, and finally reached the end, beating once, again, and again.Meaningless.

The reason why many things in the world happen is full of meaningless meaning, just like these sea waters span thousands of miles, reach Naples, and finally slap the coast, and recede when the moon is full or missing, and then travel thousands of miles, Change from cloud to rain during the period, and repeat at the end.Reincarnation; just like someone is standing here, he is standing here during the day, and he is standing here now, with the moon above his head that may be a little rounder tomorrow or maybe a little less, and the cold sand under his feet.

is meaningful.

Even meaningless meaning.

But no one cares.