[Comprehensive English and American] You have to pay rent even if you are a ghost

This night passed quickly.

When the first ray of sunshine shines on Baltimore in the morning, when the early risers pass by the alleys, the screams break the calm of the city.

It has to be said that Raffaele's diligence last night brought a considerable workload to the Baltimore Police Department.

However, Raffaele has been very restrained.

He didn't just throw those corpses in a corner, but adhered to the principle of sending them back to where they were taken away from. Those who were at home before were sent back to their homes, and those who were walking in the alleys were sent back to their original places. People throw back into the alley.

As a result, the corpse thrown in the alley was discovered by pedestrians.

The media rushed to the scene like a shark smelling fishy smell.

The police were overwhelmed. Five corpses were found in various corners of the city one morning. Four of them had the same death characteristics. One had been disembowelled and its internal organs were burnt black. This discovery made the police feel heavy. Had to guess there was a psychotic serial killer in Baltimore.

When they find corpses with similar causes of death one after another, and then pull out some dirty things they did behind the scenes, Baltimore's public opinion may suffer another strong impact.

However, these are not in the scope of Raffaele's attention.

Waking up in the morning, Raffaele looked at Tate, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and never thought of those policemen who were about to work overtime. Holding the boy with his eyes closed in his arms, until Tate struggled to wake up from his sleep because of the overly hot gaze.

However, just as his eyelashes trembled, as if they were about to open, a warm touch landed on his eyelashes.

Tate opened his eyes abruptly, and his black eyes met with the sky blue pupils full of smiles, and looking at the posture of the owner of the eyes, it was clear that he had just sneaked a kiss on his eyes.

Tate's ears suddenly burned.

Raffaele glanced at Tate's reddish ear tips, and the more he looked at them, the more he liked them. He simply leaned over again, and his lips lightly pressed against Tate's reddish ear tips.

Tate froze completely, his eyes widened, and he watched Raffaele's golden hair brushing his face stupidly.Immediately, he felt the warm touch from the tip of his ear slowly move from his jaw to the corner of his lips.

Tate's scalp was numb, and his fingers subconsciously grabbed the corner of Raffaele's pajamas.

However, when Raffaele's lips were about to touch Tate's lips, Tate finally broke free from the numbness all over his body, grabbed the corner of Raffaele's clothes and pushed him away , I didn’t forget to reach out and cover my mouth.

Raffaele was not annoyed, and just looked at Tate with a smile.

Tate was so embarrassed that his whole body turned red. His voice became muffled by the blocking of his palms, and he whispered, "I didn't brush my teeth..."

Raffaele laughed out loud, put his hand on the side of Tate's face, and said with a smile: "But, my dear, what should I do if I can't wait to kiss you now?"

Tate: "... Lafite!"

Raffaele looked at Tate, his sky-blue eyes filled with innocence.

Tate's eyes widened, and he looked at Raphael with a face full of bewilderment, not knowing how to deal with it.He still didn't move his palm, his voice hesitated: "Really...can't wait?"

Raphael didn't answer, but slowly suppressed the smile on his face.

Looks a little hurt.

Tate gritted his teeth, he moved his palms away suddenly, pursed his lips tightly, then raised his head, and kissed hard, or should be said, bumped Raffaele's lips.Immediately afterwards, he quickly covered his lips, and whispered, "Is this okay?"

Raffaele was stunned, and the smile he had just suppressed with great difficulty finally couldn't help but flow out.He relaxed and pressed directly on top of Tate, but was careful not to put all his weight on him.He inserted his fingers into Tate's hair, rubbed it vigorously, and said with a big smile, "Tate, you are such a sweetheart."

Raffaele laughed like this, how could Tate fail to see that Raffaele was deliberately teasing him just now.

In fact, the same words have two completely different powers for Tate when they are spoken from Rafael and from other mouths.

Tate doesn't care about other people's opinions, even if someone dies in front of his eyes, he won't be moved at all.But Raffaele was different, he couldn't stand any look of disappointment on his face, even if it might be fake.

...Well, after discovering that it was a fake, and Raffaele just teased him in a wicked way, although Tate would not be angry with Raffaele, he would sulk himself.

Tate moved his hand away, his lips were tightly pursed, he didn't speak, he just pushed Raphael's shoulder.

He wants to get up!

But Raffaele hugged Tate even harder. The fingers that had been lingering in Tate's hair moved down to support Tate's head. Then he leaned over and kissed Tate's lips.

Tate was stunned for a moment, and was attacked without paying attention.

Raffaele focused on kissing the boy below him, and the hands on his shoulders unconsciously seemed to want to push back, but unconsciously they had already hugged his neck.

A smile flickered in Raffaele's eyes.

Tate was dazed by Raffaele's kiss, until he felt something pressed against his waist before he woke up like a dream, his face was so hot that he could boil an egg.And Raffaele had straightened up and braked in time when they were about to miss their guns.

Tate's black eyes were already foggy, and that was a purely physiological reaction.He swallowed and licked his slightly red and swollen lips.

Men tend to get agitated easily in the morning, not to mention that Raffaele is a lover whom he has not revealed but whose relationship has already been confirmed.

Raffaele let out a long breath, and then said: "Sorry, Tate, I couldn't hold back for a while."

Tate didn't speak, but panted carefully. He suspected that his voice was completely hoarse when he opened his mouth.

Raffaele got out of bed and tugged at the collar of his pajamas, he almost couldn't hold back just now.

He urgently needs cold water to sober up now.

Raffaele wanted to wake up, but Tate's fingers grabbed the corner of Raffaele's clothes.

Tate didn't look at Raffaele, but stared fixedly at the ceiling.He cleared his throat vigorously, and said in a low voice, "That...Actually, I...should be, should be... yes..."

Tate's eyes blinked quickly, and his fingers gripped the sheet under him vigorously, as if he wanted to roll up the sheet and bury himself in the next moment.

For the first time, Raffaele discovered that his self-control was actually not that good.

He slowly put his hand on the back of Tate's hand, and said with difficulty: "Not yet..."

Tate was stunned, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Raffaele. His body's reaction was already so obvious, why did he refuse?

Could it be that Raffaele didn't want him?

How can this be.Raffaele stroked Tate's fingers, and he wanted to kill him immediately, but...

"We're not married yet, Tate."

Raffaele opened his mouth helplessly, and gave a reason that stunned Tate.

"Keep, get married?"

"Yes." Although his body was agitated, Raphael's expression had calmed down.He sat by the bed, held Tate's finger, and said confidently: "Not getting married, this kind of thing is not justified."

Even though it was more than 300 years ago, Raffaele was chased by Phoenix to the heart, and he still faced the stalking guy who was on him every night. He still ate people dry after the wedding ceremony net.

Of course, that wedding ceremony was very personal, because the wedding at the time required the sanction of the church, and the church would not sanction a same-sex marriage.

But now, there are a lot of rumors on the Internet that it seems that the Holy See of Guangming is taking the lead in preparing to legalize same-sex marriage. Tsk, the old-fashioned Holy See has finally become enlightened.

It is the governments of the countries who are hesitating now.

When he and Tate got the certificate and got married, he must remember to make up for everything before.

"Rafi, you... you are really..." Tate bit his lips hard, not knowing what to say.

"What about me?" Raffaele raised his eyebrows and looked at Tate who was lying on the bed.

Tate stretched out his hand and hugged Raffaele's waist tightly.He buried his face in Raffaele's arms and remained motionless.

Raffaele ruffled Tate's hair.

After a while, Tate's voice sounded muffled: "What if the government just doesn't approve same-sex marriage?"

"Then emigrate." Raffaele said without hesitation, "There will always be a country that responds to that policy, and whichever country responds at that time, we will immigrate to that country."

In his previous life, he was a member of the Scottish royal family. In this life, he is a native American. However, Raffaele really doesn't have much sense of belonging to the current Britain and the United States. He doesn't even hesitate to mention immigration at this moment.

After a pause, Raffaele looked at Tate, who was holding him by the waist, bent his lips, and then brought up another topic, saying: "Ben and Vivienne's flight will be at five this afternoon. Arrive at Baltimore Airport, Tate..."

Raffaele didn't speak, but looked at the top of Tate's golden-brown hair.

He could feel that the arms around his waist tightened subconsciously when he heard Ben and Vivienne, and Tate's back stiffened.

Tate raised his head slowly and looked at Raffaele anxiously.

Raffaele was unmoved, and only bent a pair of sky blue eyes, and said slowly: "According to California law, minors over the age of 15 and under the age of [-] who want to get married must obtain the consent of their guardians." .”

At Raffaele's current age, as long as Ben and Vivienne agree, he can get married.

Unfortunately, there is no applicable same-sex marriage law.

There was hesitation in Tate's eyes.

He is not a likable person, however, the most desperate thing is that he doesn't even know how to act.

He was very worried that he would screw up.

"Tate, dear." Raffaele raised his hand to caress Tate's face, and said with a smile, "They will like you."

Tate lowered his eyes slowly, the words were not very convincing.

"Because I love you."

Tate froze for a moment, and he suddenly looked up at Rafael, as if he didn't hear what Raphael said just now.

"Lafite... I just heard..." Tate said incoherently, "I seem to have heard..."

"Yeah." Raffaele leaned over to kiss the corner of Tate's lips, saying every word very clearly: "Because I love you, they will definitely like you."

Tate's lips quivered, his eyes misted, and tiny tears pooled on his brows.He breathed carefully, and then said slowly, "I love you too."

Sometimes, he also felt that his feelings for Raffaele were too intense, so intense that he seemed to burn his soul to death.

He still exists in this world as if just to meet Raphael.

He almost destroyed himself when he didn't meet him.

After meeting him, he slowly pieced himself together, he wanted to be better, just to be able to match him.

"I know." Raffaele lowered his head, touched Tate's forehead, and repeated slowly: "I know everything."

Neither time nor death can stop their reunion.

……

Raffaele and Tate lingered in the room for a while, and they stopped talking about brushing their teeth and washing their faces.

In fact, Tate paid too much attention to these issues.As a non-human ghost, how could his mouth and teeth problems be the same as ordinary people.Raffaele swears that in the kiss just now, Tate's mouth clearly still has the fragrance of last night's mint-flavored toothpaste.

Raffaele loved it.

The two were tired of lying on the bed, until a text message was received on the mobile phone, and Raffaele remembered that he, who was supposed to arrive in Baltimore this morning by plane, should call home and report that he was safe.

After stroking Tate's back, Raffaele had an idea when he was talking to Vivienne Harmon on the phone, and said, "Don't worry, I have someone I know in Baltimore, he You've come to pick me up."

"Someone you know?" Vivienne Harmon was immediately aroused by Raffaele's words. She hadn't heard that her son knew enough to pick him up in Baltimore.

"You know, Vivienne." Raphaele hinted meaningfully to his mother in this life, and Vivienne Harmon immediately remembered that her son had told her that her sweetheart was younger than Rafaelie. Aged Phoenix.

He actually lives in Baltimore?

Naraffaele also said that the move will not affect them!

Is the distance between Boston and Baltimore comparable to the distance between Los Angeles and Baltimore?It takes more than six hours to drive from Boston to Baltimore, and it takes only two hours to fly.On the other hand, from Los Angeles to Baltimore, it seems to span most of the United States.

Vivienne Harmon couldn't sit still immediately, and immediately asked Rafael this question.

In her opinion, there is nothing more important than Raphael's happiness.

Although Vivienne Harmon didn't think that her excellent son would be dumped, what if!

Thinking of Lafayette not going anywhere on her day off, going to the studio for a whole day, and she had to urge her to eat, if this is a long-distance love, Vivienne Harmon is not at all in her heart There is no bottom.

The son's character is clearly the rhythm of his lonely life.

"Don't worry." The corners of Raffaele's lips curled up slightly, his sky-blue eyes were full of tenderness, and he said softly, "His sister is moving to Los Angeles because of a company transfer, and Tate has to come with her. I will try my best to get Ross The house on Wood Street recommended it to them."

Of course, there is no need to think too much about the candidate for Sister Tate, it is naturally Sabrina.

With Sabrina Brown's temperament, she must follow her and Tate back to Los Angeles, and Tate also needs an upright identity to appear in front of Ben and Vivienne, and then go to high school with him.

Although Raffaele didn't want to go to high school at an early age, but thinking of going to school with Tate, high school life seems not so difficult.At least, the 11th grade has not yet started, and the skipping plan that Raffaele was thinking about at the beginning was abandoned by Raffaele.

As for the Longtons, Tate resented Mrs. Constance Longton, so the surname had to be negotiated.If it doesn't work, use Stuart.

Raffaele would have been more than happy to share his current surname with Tate, as he had done before, had Harmon not been too abrupt.

On the Los Angeles side, Vivienne Harmon's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and she said slowly, "Tate?"

Didn't they say Phoenix! !

"Tate, real name, Vivienne, you understand." Raffaele softly comforted Vivienne Harmon on the other end of the phone, and his sky blue eyes looked at the woman who had been breathing slightly since he picked up the phone. Hold your breath, with a flustered Tate in his expression.

"So, it's a netizen?" Vivienne Harmon finally had a little smile in her voice, her son finally had some teenage hobbies.

Rafael let out a "tsk" and said, "You can put it that way." He couldn't say that it was his lover in his previous life.

After Vivienne Harmon asked Raffaele a few words, Ben Harmon answered the phone.The matter about Raphael's sweetheart was something he and Vivienne gradually unraveled during the candlelight dinner last night.

Although Ben Harmon was surprised, his attitude was similar to that of Vivienne Harmon, and he did not feel repulsive.As a psychiatrist, he knows better than anyone that falling in love with the same sex is not a disease, on the contrary, it is possible to distort oneself by forcibly suppressing one's sexuality.

Ben Harmon had patients like that.

He just told Raffaele to be safe in Baltimore and not to go to the West End.

The West Side of Baltimore can almost be called one of the worst places in the United States.

Raffaele, who went back to the West End countless times last night, had a smile on his lips, which in turn told Ben Harmon not to worry, he would pay attention to safety.Also, tonight, he will pick up the plane.

The author has something to say:

#818Spicy protagonist who gritted his teeth to death#

Raffaele: Hurry up, same-sex marriage is approved, get the certificate first, and then the sauce.

Tate: You didn't get a certificate in your previous life, did you?

Raffaele: There was no condition at that time, but now the condition is almost there~

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Oh, it's the end of the month~

Hey, tomorrow is National Day~

Look at my 40-meter sword throwing a grenade, thank you dear~