[Tutor] Sapphire who sells candles

Lan Bao, whose hair was a little messy, took a sip of the orange juice in the glass, and scratched his unruly green hair.

It is said that this hairstyle was designed by a famous Italian designer, but in his opinion, it is no different from a bird's nest... Well, maybe there is something wrong with his aesthetics.

Thinking so, Lan Bao curled his lips, and lazily moved his eyes to all kinds of people with fake smiles on their faces in the resplendent banquet, and looked away boringly after a long while.

The banquet was held to celebrate his safety, but in his opinion it had nothing to do with him.

The elegant and low-smiling celebrities and aristocrats exchanged news that was beneficial to themselves, but ignored the main protagonist of the banquet.

Ah, this kind of luxurious and rotten life is really... enjoyment, Lan Bao lazily covered his face, he was just an ordinary person before, but he never enjoyed it like this.

Although those who accepted his father's invitation seemed to ignore him, it didn't matter, he just enjoyed it by himself.

A few days ago, when the Bovino family was preparing for the funeral of their eldest son, Lan Bao suddenly returned to the family after he had disappeared for a week.

Although covered in dust, that face all showed that it was his young master, especially when he saw Lan Bao crying when he saw his father, the butler was even more sure.

——My young master still loves to cry so much.

Lan Bao didn't say anything when he got home that day, only that he found himself on the battlefield when he opened his eyes. Fortunately, someone rescued him and sent him back.

Lan Bao pursed his lips when he saw some people secretly sighing, let him take a bath, have a meal, have a good sleep and recharge his energy before treating you.

Under the watchful eyes of the housekeeper, Lan Bao, who had slept for a whole day, ran from his room to the room of the head of the house in panic and tears.

As the door of the room was knocked open, his young master cried bitterly and complained, "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhouuukuuu When he said that as long as he kills me, he will be the next Patriarch... woo woo woo... I am so scared, Father..."

The butler shrank his neck and stepped back quietly, as if he had heard something terrible.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then there was the sound of the Patriarch slapping the table angrily. Amidst Young Master Lan Bao's terrified cries, the Patriarch suppressed his anger and comforted Master Lan Bao with nice words.

In the next few days, Bovino underwent the greatest turmoil in history, and all collaterals who had misbehavior towards the next head of the family, Lambo Bovino, were cleaned up in sevens and eights.

The old butler tremblingly looked at his young master with a bright smile on his face, "Father, don't worry, with me, even after a hundred years, the Povino family will surely be as prosperous as it is today."

"Hmph, I'm thankful that you don't cause trouble for me." The current Patriarch of Povino said pamperingly.

"Father, didn't you tell me that boys should be more lively." Lan Bao said coquettishly.

"I also told you that boys should not be coquettish, let alone cry easily, why don't you listen?"

"Father~" Lan Bao dragged out the ending.

Thoughts flew to a few days ago when Lan Bao, who was full of boredom, saw a girl under the chandelier, he immediately regained his energy.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, authentic Italian appearance, brimming blue eyes like a clear and moving lake, and the warm smile on the corner of the mouth is even more attractive... Come forward to strike up a conversation.

Lan Bao coughed lightly, straightened his bow tie, and rubbed against the girl with an ignorant smile on his face.

"Sister." Lan Bao's mouth was as sweet as a honey pot, "You are so beautiful."

The girl covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "Thank you for your compliment, you are also very handsome."

After a while, Lan Bao, who got acquainted with the girl, smiled brighter, ah, ah, ah, this girl is really beautiful, and even more so when viewed up close. He will definitely marry her when he grows up.

"Sister, do you have someone you like? If not, I will marry you when I grow up, okay?"

The girl was taken aback, tilted her head to think for a while, and gave Lan Bao an equally bright smile, "Okay."

"Obviously, this is impossible, Elena." A young boy's voice sounded abruptly, with a slightly rising ending carrying a strange charm that did not belong to his age.

"This kid is only so old, wait until he grows up Nufufufu~" The boy smiled subtly, and did not continue talking meaningfully.

"Are you expressing that I'm old, Spedo?" Elena cast a displeased glance at the indigo-haired boy who suddenly appeared next to Lan Bao.

"Hmm~ I didn't mean that, Nufufufu~" Spedo noticed the suddenly froze expression of Lan Bao beside him, a little strange, "Bovino's boy, what's wrong with you? Did you get hit by me?"

Lan Bao raised his head, looked at the two with tears in his eyes, and silently covered his face, he was wrong, he actually molested Grandpa Spedo's official partner.

But Grandpa Spedo, your look is really curious.

Is it really stress-free to wear that mushroom hairstyle?

At this time, Spedo has not yet joined the army, nor is he wearing the more exotic set of military bloomers.

Let Sapphire still not used to it...

"I heard that you survived the battlefield, how about it, isn't the battlefield interesting?" Spedo joked with a smile, his voice was full of malice.

He heard that the next heir of the Povino family was very timid and loved to cry. When he mentioned the horrible things he had just experienced, he might be scared to cry, right?

"It's very interesting." Lan Bao thought about it seriously, his emerald green eyes narrowed lazily, "You will definitely like it."

"Huh? Why do I feel that you seem to be hostile to me?" Surprised by this unexpected answer, Spedo turned his gaze to Elena and smiled amusedly, "Is it because of Elena? Lena?"

"No, it's because your hairstyle is too ugly." Lan Bao rubbed his hair, "Uglier than my hairstyle."

"...Do you want your corpse to float in the sea?"

Responding to Spedo was Lambo's sudden burst of crying.

"Father, someone is going to send me to the sea to feed the sharks..."

The last impression that Spedo left on the first meeting was the figure of Lan Bao running away in tears with a disheveled hairstyle.

At the same time, there was Elena's sneer and the eyes of the people around him looking at him as if they were perverted.

... Brat, you must let him know how powerful you are in the future.

Spedo gritted his teeth, and there was a twisted dark breath in his laughter.

***

"Arnold! That bastard Spedo bullied me!" A certain green-haired boy pushed open the door and interrupted the man's work.

Arnold paused when he was writing, looked up at Lan Bao who said sadly and angrily, "Go out."

"Arnold! Even you bullied me!" Lan Bao stared at Arnold aggrievedly, "Go out and be bullied by that bastard?"

Three years had already transformed the man who was just a teenager into a mature man. The man with pale blond hair was silent for a while, stood up and made a cup of coffee and handed it to Lanbao.

The weather at this time has entered late autumn, and Lan Bao didn't know how to be teased by Spedo, so he ran to the Intelligence Department for support wearing only a thin shirt.

"Brother Arnold, you are the best." As if he was at home, Lan Bao sat down on the sofa and took a sip of warm coffee. The slightly bitter coffee passed through his throat and flowed into his stomach, making some cold His body became warmer, but at the same time he was a little sleepy, and his tone was full of lazy coquettishness.

Arnold was expressionless, turning a blind eye to the title of Lan Bao, and this kind of disgusting title would only be called out when Lan Bao was very happy or begged him to do something.

But the strange thing is that he doesn't dislike the title of Lanbao.

But he hates Lan Bao's troublesome behavior very much.

Getting into different troubles every three days, especially the matter of getting involved with that Spedo.

Arnold didn't ask how Lambo provoked Spedo again, or even if Lambo didn't provoke him, Spedo would take the initiative to trouble Lambo.

Over time, Arnold has gotten used to Lambo coming to him every now and then to avoid Spedo.

As for Spedo, he naturally wouldn't go to Arnold's intelligence department without incident, because he was the focus of observation in the intelligence department, and he might appear on the arrest list someday.

Of course, Spedo will not just look for trouble. Although it is good to experience a different life, he said that he does not want to go to prison at all.

The room was silent for a while, and Arnold, who was busy processing documents, was a little unaccustomed to the silence of Lanbao today, so he couldn't help but look up at Lanbao, who was lazily sitting on the sofa.

The figure of the 15-year-old boy has not yet fully grown, and the round emerald green eyes three years ago have not changed much, except that the right eye is often closed, and there is a lazy smile on his face.

The injury that Lan Bao received under his right eye on the battlefield seemed to have left a scar, so he simply tattooed a small lightning tattoo on the spot of the scar. Whenever Lan Bao touched the lightning tattoo under the corner of his eye, Arnold always thinks of Lan Bao who followed behind him with an aggrieved face that year.

Willful, lazy, naive and timid, this is the impression Lan Bao left on everyone.

Arnold's light blue eyes couldn't help but deepen slightly, and the pen in his hand hadn't moved for a long time, leaving a little bit of black ink on the paper.

The green-haired boy held his chin and looked out of the window. From here, he could clearly see the withered and yellow leaves on the path outside.

The leaves swirled and were blown to an unknown direction by the wind, Lan Bao's vision suddenly became dazed, time passed so fast, three years had passed in a blink of an eye, but he did not find his purpose in this world significance.

I always feel...it is unnecessary for him to exist in this world...

The indigo hair loomed from behind the tree, making the rare and sad Lan Bao's mouth twitch, and he stood up quickly and walked to the window to close the curtains.

Determined that it was impossible to see Spedo's face, Lan Bao breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and found that Arnold was looking at him indifferently.

"What were you thinking just now?" Arnold's voice was always so cold.

"I was thinking just now," Lan Bao lazily met his gaze, "With Spedo, a guy in the way, when will I be able to marry Elena?"

"..."

Lan Bao is not a person who can sit quietly in one place without making a fuss, not to mention that he also knows that Arnold is very busy. After sitting for two hours, he got up and left when he felt that Spedo had almost left.

Arnold watched his leaving figure, and told him without kindness that Spedo's aura has never disappeared, and it has always been not far away.

Arnold took a sip of the cold and extremely bitter coffee at the table. The low look just now was very unsuitable for Lambo, and it would be good if Spedo played with him.

"Nufufufu, Bovino, you are finally willing to come out." Lan Bao, who had just stepped out of the gate of the intelligence department, heard someone's iconic laughter, was gloomy.

The bastard, Arnold, didn't even tell him that this guy hadn't left yet and let him come out to die!

"Povino, did you miss me just now? Are you so impatient to see me?" Spedo, who was tall and flirtatious, made Lan Bao want to punch his evil face superior.

"I'm sad, not nostalgic, you mushroom head!" Lan Bao complained feebly.

The corners of Spedo's eyes twitched, and he pressed his hand unceremoniously on the head of Lan Bao, who was a head shorter than him, "It's better than your messy bird's nest."

Lan Bao waved his hand away, "You are very patient today, and you have waited here for two hours."

"Because I'm saying goodbye to you today, I didn't expect to scare you like that." Spedo Nufufufu laughed, and he felt a sense of accomplishment every time he saw Lanbao running around with his head in his arms in fright.

"I don't want to see so many snakes on my bed next time... Wait, you want to say goodbye? Where are you going?" Lan Bao opened his closed right eye, a little surprised, but at the same time couldn't help it I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, it's great that this bastard is leaving, it's best to be ruined by humanity outside.

Spedo leaned closer to Lan Bao's face, his dark blue eyes narrowed slightly, "You look very happy to hear that I'm saying goodbye to you, Povino."

"I suddenly don't want to leave."

"Absolutely not!" Lan Bao took a step back.

Seeing his retreat, Spedo approached him more and more, "Do you think you can sneak in and get close to Elena after I leave?"

"What do you mean by sneaking in? Maybe after you come back, Elena and I will get married and have children." Lan Bao showed a longing expression.

Spedo's face turned gloomy, "I'm going to join the army, and I'll be back in three years at the most. Povino, you'd better not have a good dream. Anyone who made up my mind to my dear family has died in the sea."

Lan Bao took a step back, afraid that Spedo would take out the magic mirror and look at him, "I will keep a distance from Elena."

Spedo put his hand into his pocket, Lan Bao promised with a crying voice, "I will also help you watch Elena from being watched by others..."

Spedo took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time with a half-smile, put away the pocket watch under the twitching eyes of Lan Bao's mouth, stroked the young man's green hair, "It's almost time, I should go too, dear Elena, I will trouble you to take care of it."

"It's not troublesome at all, your Elena is also my dear..." Lan Bao's words stopped abruptly when Spedo's hand gradually moved down to caress his neck, and continued after a second of silence, "My dear It seems to me just to say hello... Dear Spedo, isn't it time? Are you still leaving?"

The hand caressing Lan Bao's neck paused, and Spedo raised a slightly sinister smile, "Povino, what did you call me just now?"

"I was wrong, I will never shout again..." Lan Bao burst into tears.

"I'm asking what you called me just now, answer me, Lambo Povino." Spedo's face was close to Lambo, with a strange smile in his tone.

"Honey..." Lan Bao felt aggrieved.

"Huh? Say it again~"

"……Dear."

"Well~ honey, I'm leaving, don't miss me Nufufufu~" Spedo's mushroom hairstyle seemed to be rippling up.

Lan Bao stared blankly at Spedo's figure turning into a cloud of mist and disappearing, and the lightning tattoo under the corner of his eyes seemed to still have the warm touch after he touched it.

Lan Bao stood there for a long time, and then the door of Arnold's office was knocked open by him again that day.

"-Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo(oo(ie)"

The head of a certain intelligence department secretly reached into his sleeve to feel for the cold handcuffs, but he still couldn't let Lan Bao and Spedo be together.

Such scum should be handcuffed and killed.

The author has something to say: some wax for Spedo =v=