Love Eterno

Pu Chun was amused by his exaggerated behavior, poked the man's thin chest, and teased him: "If Giotto becomes an actor, he will definitely win the Oscar winner." She didn't want to ask him anymore, since he If she doesn't talk about it, she just asks, after all, everyone has a past that they don't want to tell others, at least Giotto never forced her to ask about her past.

Giotto wanted to tell her that he is a Vampire and his past deeds are nothing. I'm afraid she can't accept it. It's better that she doesn't know many things. He wants Haruna Miura to be a princess who needs protection because the outside world is The darkness she can't imagine, for his princess, he wants to be the strongest backing.

"Let's go, Xiaochun, it's time for you to rest." Giotto took the cup she had finished drinking and held her in his hand, took her to the room, walked to the door after she lay down, said good night softly, turned off the light and left.

There was no sound after closing the door. The woman on the bed thought that Giotto always seemed to be haunting silently, mysteriously like a cat... muttering, and gradually fell asleep.

The man was lying on the sofa chair with his hands under his head. He was reminiscing about the woman's words before going to bed, cat? It's a good thing she figured it out. If the guy heard it, he would definitely make a fuss, heh.

Although Vampire does not need to eat and sleep like a human, because it is different from the human body structure, Vampire is so strong that it can be said to be invulnerable, but excessively appearing in the daytime makes the body that is only suitable for inhabiting at night still a little weak, Giotto thought that he is still too strong Is it too much, or the full moon makes him feel touched.

Vampire, with a beautiful and ageless face, bat-like super vision, can also hear the subtle sounds of leaves falling and flower buds blooming, body temperature is lower than ordinary humans, body is stronger than humans, ordinary weapons cannot kill them , Super healing ability makes them almost omnipotent.

But if possible, Giotto would rather be an ordinary person, at least able to experience life, old age, sickness and death, rather than drifting alone in a lonely world for hundreds of years, but he is contradictoryly glad that he is a Vampire, so that he can meet the kindest woman in the world , and even greedily want to accompany her to grow old.

"Xiaochun..." He whispered softly to the woman engraved on his soul, this was more painful than the first few years when he first became a Vampire, more tormented than suppressing the desire to bloodthirsty, even a heart that stopped beating There was a slight tingle, and the passionate love that had only been felt for hundreds of years came like an overwhelming mountain and overwhelmed him.

Giotto stroked the left side of his chest, calm and pulseless as usual, but enough to make him sigh deeply.

Ask what love is in the world, and directly teach life and death.

She has been in Italy for six months, but Haru Miura has never seen her former friends. She asked Rambo and Ippei to find out that Kyoko Sasakawa married into a new mafia family a year ago.

She wanted to know what her reaction was at the moment. It seemed that she rushed to the godfather of Pongley and slapped him heavily, and scolded him bloody and useless. After that, she couldn't remember it. I remember the strength of the other party's hug, which hurt so hard, and the precious and fragile tears of Tsunayoshi Sawada that dripped on his shoulders.

She caressed her upper right shoulder, which was once wet with tears. At this time, it had disappeared without a trace, but the scorching temperature still lingered in her heart, a little painful and a little sad.

The young Tsunayoshi Sawada, shy and gentle, refused her passionate love incomprehensibly, and never rejected her confession cruelly. She looked at the admiration in his eyes through his goddess, and imagined that the orange-brown pupils had One day it will be her shadow of Haru Miura, who has been in love with Tsunayoshi Sawada for nearly five years.

During the period, there were crying and laughing, various moods of sweetness, bitterness, willfulness, maturity, complaints and relief, and finally turned into deep love hidden in the bottom of my heart, a place that no one can touch, including Miura Haru himself. .

But now, Tsunayoshi Sawada is like a hunter determined to break in with a key, while the knight-like Giotto keeps a close distance from her.

Miura Harukui couldn't figure out her own mind, longing to be close to the brilliant and dazzling him, but afraid of being hurt again, because he looked like the person she had loved deeply, but he always catered to her, cared for her, Taking care of her made her deeply dependent on Giotto unknowingly, even the budding love without knowing it.

"Hey...Mr. Yamamoto, what do you think Xiaochun should do?" Both Tsunayoshi Sawada and Giotto are important people in her life, one in the past and the other in the present.

The scarred man who was sitting one seat away drank the whiskey in his hand. The whiskey without ice was too spicy and bitter. He hoarsely asked the bartender for another glass of the same drink. His dark eyes watched the whispering whiskey. Haru Miura, said: "Well Xiaochun, follow your heart, it will tell you the best answer..." Takeshi Yamamoto drank the last sip of whiskey, thinking it was time to take her away.

But as soon as his hand touched her short coat hanging on the back of the chair, someone took it over. Takeshi Yamamoto withdrew his hand and scratched his chin, smiling: "Well, since A-gang is here, I'll go first." Accept. Seeing that the leader of his family nodded with his eyes, it seemed that the soles of his feet were slicked with oil very quickly.

I don't know whether it was the biting cool wind in the summer night, or the blatant possession in Tsunayoshi Sawada's eyes, which made Takeshi Yamamoto feel chills, shrunk his neck and pulled up his suit, thinking that being alone is really lonely.

Perhaps he wasn't too lonely, humming a ballad he'd heard in the bar.

Chebellacosa'naiurnata'esole,

The lovely sun comes back to glory after rain,

N'ariaserenadoppo'natempesta!

Reflecting the water drops on the flowers, the grains are shining golden!

Pe'll'aruafrescaparegia'nafesta

The warm garden is filled with the scent of roses,

Chebellacosa 'naiurnata' esole.

Humming and comforting in the warmth of the sun.

Man'atusolecchiubello,ohine',

But with hope in my heart,

Osolemiostan fronteate,

Because of the soft light in your eyes,

Osole'osole miostan fronteate,

deep into my heart,

Stanfronteate!

Dispel all sorrows.

(note)

*Note: "Osolemio" (Osolemio) is a Naples (Napoli) song composed in 1898.This song is widely spread, not only the repertoire of famous tenors such as Enrico Caruso, Luciano Pavarotti, Andrea Bocelli, etc. Pop rock artists such as Bryan Adams perform.Written by Giovanni Capurro and composed by EduardodiCapua, although the lyrics have been translated into many languages, most of the time they are sung in the Neapolitan dialect.This article quotes Osolemio on behalf of Harun Miura, who illuminates the dark mafia world like the sun, for Tsunayoshi Sawada, Hayato, Takeshi Yamamoto, Rambo, and Ipping, and Harun Miura and Giotto, who illuminate each other’s lives .

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7. Sparks start a prairie fire ([-])...

Sparks start a prairie fire ([-])

Ah, it's as soft as cotton candy, so comfortable. The woman with short wine red hair is lying on her back on the white clouds in her dream. The soft touch under her body makes her not want to wake up, but the world suddenly spins and shakes up and down, and she wakes up in fright. Seeing two pairs of big Suzuka eyes, it turned out that her two beloved children were jumping up and down on the bed.

"Let's say that Mr. Lanbo's method will definitely wake Miss Xiaochun!" The boy with dark blue curly hair said proudly.

"Lambo is so rude!" The girl with long braids in Chinese costume pulled him and apologized: "Miss Xiaochun, I'm sorry, because it was fun, so Yiping danced too." She lowered her head shyly.

Haru Miura sat up and found that the bed was KingSize. She took the hands of the two children and said with a mischievous smile, "Since it's so fun—let's play together!" She quickly stood up on the bed Jumping vigorously, accompanied by Lanbo and Yiping's screams, they fell on the soft quilt because they couldn't stand firmly, and they looked at each other and laughed.

In the chief's office not far away, laughter could be heard from a large group and a small group, and Hayato's report was interrupted repeatedly. It seemed that several angry crossroads could be seen on the silver hair, and the stupid woman was so loud.

"It's okay to go to the prison temple, just come here, you leave the report and I will read it again." With a smile, Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his hand so that his left and right hands don't have to report routinely, and the prison temple Hayato put down the document and said to him : "Judaime! Take this opportunity to have a good rest and leave." After looking at him, he left.

Rest?What an extravagant idea, he got up and put on his coat and walked to the bedroom two rooms away, and saw three people having a pillow fight outside the door, Haru Miura