[Tutor] Sapphire who sells candles

When Lan Bao woke up again, he found that he had escaped from Spedo's dream. He raised his hand in horror, and he was relieved when he found that the Vengley ring was still intact on his hand.

Raising his hand to his eyes, a bright cyan flame ignited from the ring. Looking at the ring that had not been tampered with, Lan Bao was a little puzzled, what did Spedo take off his ring for?

After extinguishing the flame, Lan Bao rubbed his eyes and decided to ask Spedo next time he saw him or ask Arnold.

This man Spedo... He didn't understand what that guy was thinking since three years ago.

That man is dangerous and arrogant, especially after getting in touch with him, Lan Bao thinks so even more.

Creating something out of nothing, creating nothing out of something, in order to confuse the enemy, so that they cannot grasp the entity of the family members, the illusory phantom, the truth hidden behind the lie, the lie hidden behind the truth, this is the fog.

Lambo felt that Espedo's messy and bad character was really suitable for the characteristics of the fog.

But what to do, anyway, we have known each other for so many years, as long as Spedo doesn't really throw him into the sea, it doesn't matter what he does.

In a sense, Lan Bao is not a good person, he only cares about the people he cares about, and other people have nothing to do with him no matter what.

If Spedo hurts ordinary people, although he will feel uncomfortable, he will not alienate Spedo because of this.

After all, all these years, Spedo has been by his side, although the way of companionship is... teasing.

"Ahhh..." Lan Bao messed up his hair, and sat up from the bed weakly, "Why should I worry about this kind of scum, really..."

Probably because he was afraid that Spedo would abandon him without hesitation in the end.

Lan Bao walked back and forth in the room covered with woolen mats barefoot, took out a box from the room, and carefully put Peng Lie's ring in it.

Putting the box under the pillow carefully, Lan Bao ground his teeth, even if he entered Spedo's dream again, he was not afraid of what he would do with the ring.

But no matter how you think about it, it's not safe to put it on him. When Arnold comes back, he will give this to Arnold for safekeeping. Anyway, he doesn't need the ring now.

Lan Bao, who had a big stone in his heart, finished washing in a good mood, put on his clothes and prepared to go out for a stroll.

Because he fell asleep in the afternoon, it is night now, and Arnold is not around, it is the most suitable time to have fun... Ahem, if Arnold knew that he was going to a place like a bar, he would definitely be handcuffed and killed Absolutely!

But he was already fifteen, and most Italian men his age had already been in and out of various bars and nightclubs, and only he would be stopped by Arnold whenever he mentioned that he wanted to go to these places.

Even Spedo disapproved, whenever he had such thoughts, Spedo would always smile mockingly, "Didn't you say you like Elena?"

When Lambo refuted the conflict between liking Elena and going to the bar, Spedo said, "Most of the single men who go there are Nufufufu who are looking for one-night stands~"

Then, because Spedo said the words "one-night stand" and was almost called to the neck by Arnold's handcuffs, the man with indigo hair twisted his face, and dangerously hooked his fingers on the handcuffs less than one centimeter away from his neck , this topic ends here.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Lan Bao touched his neck with lingering fear, and hesitated about whether he should go to the bar or not.

However, after asking the old butler which bar was more suitable for him, his feet still went uncontrollably to the place that Arnold forbade him to go.

What are you afraid of!Arnold is gone again!

Lan Bao, who stood at the door of the bar to cheer himself up, pushed open the door with his head held high and walked in.

I have to say that the bar recommended by the old housekeeper to Lanbao is quite good.

It does not have the extravagant and chaotic feeling that Lanbao imagined. The whole bar is elegant in style, and the decoration is magnificent and unique, full of elegance and tranquility.

The low and soft singing voice is floating in the room, and the dim lighting gives people a sense of security. Here, it seems that you can remove the disguise of being outside during the day and show your true self.

Lan Bao curiously walked to the high platform in front of the bar and sat down, staring at the bartender's superb bartending skills with wide eyes.

Lambo was very curious about how the bartender could make this kind of mysterious cocktail with superimposed colors under the lights. He was a good boy in his last life, and he didn't smoke or drink, of course, it didn't count as beer.

And ever since he came to this world, not to mention Arnold, it was his father who forbade him to drink a drop of alcohol on the grounds that he was underage.

In the sight of the bartender smiling, Lan Bao ordered a glass of...orange juice.

ahhh-

It would be terrible if you ordered a cocktail and got drunk and accidentally made a mess [beep——].

After all, coming to the bar is already the most daring limit of Lambo, thinking of Arnold's plain face knowing that he not only came to the bar but also drunk... Forget it, orange juice is also good...

Lan Bao, who was drinking orange juice, burst into tears, when will he become an adult.

When I become an adult, I can be able to [beep——] and [beep——], I feel looking forward to it when I think about it!

The tears on Lan Bao's face became more and more violent when he realized that he was secretly rubbing his bad thoughts, and he would have this kind of thought, Elena, I'm sorry for you.

Suddenly, the applause from the corner diverted Lan Bao's attention, he wiped the tears from his face, and turned his gaze to that side.

Surrounded by a group of people over there...he couldn't see anything at all.

Lan Bao, who had no curiosity at first, lazily turned his gaze back, shaking the orange liquid in the wine glass with a melancholy expression.

"Sir, there is a darts competition being held over there. The winner is free today and can get half price in the future." The bartender said to Lan Bao with a smile, "If you are not good at darts, sir, you can go and watch it."

"Not interested." Lan Bao hung his head on the bar, closed his right eye, and looked at him with his left eye like a pool of stagnant water, "They will cry if my uncle makes a move."

"..." The bartender.

What's the matter with this beating tone?Just now, he thought it was very pitiful for this young man to sit here and cry silently, but now it seems that it was completely his illusion.

"Come, come, place your bet! I bet that the yellow-haired one will win!" The loud laughter broke the silence of the bar, but the others were not dissatisfied with it, but were very interested.

"Then I'll bet that I'll win too." Through the crowd, Lan Bao saw a man with blond hair and blue eyes with a smile on his face excitedly, waving a stack of banknotes and pressing it on him.

Lan Bao raised a little interest, can he also bet on himself to win?

You must know that Peng Lie is currently under construction and is very short of money. He is very afraid that Giotto will borrow money from him because he is the son of a rich man... It would be nice to win some money for Giotto.

Thinking so, Lan Bao stood up, walked to the table over there, and slapped all the money on the table.

"I bet I win."

Lan Bao's lazy tone and generous gesture became the focus of everyone's attention. Everyone's eyes were on the thick stack of money on the table, at least tens of thousands...Where did the prodigal son come from...

"Hey brother, don't give me money like this! I'll be embarrassed!" The blond man's eyes flashed with surprise, then he put his arms around Lan Bao's shoulders with a big smile on his face.

"..." Lan Bao felt that he had seen what it means to be strong, confident and shameless.

"Civilian." Lan Bao carried out his own reticence, slapped his hands away, and raised his chin slightly, "I will let you lose so much that you even leave your pants behind."

However, half an hour later.

Lan Bao squatted on the ground covering his head, wailing that all his money was wasted.

His dart technique is good, but it is far from the perverted level of the blond man's hundred shots in every center.

It's so embarrassing, but he just boasted...

"Ahahaha, brother, you are really a good person." The blond man put the money into his pocket happily, bent down and stroked Lan Bao's hair.

"How about I buy you a drink?"

"Take my uncle's money to buy this uncle?" Lan Bao slapped his hand away again and snorted coldly, but tears kept streaming from his eyes, "Do you think this uncle is a fool?"

The man scratched his blond hair embarrassingly, and said in a natural tone, "Aren't you a fool?"

"... woo woo woo, bastard..." Lan Bao choked up, thinking of the money he had lost forever, "Sure enough, what Arnold said was right, I shouldn't have come to the bar."

"Don't cry, what's the big deal, I'll give you back the money?" The man looked at the boy squatting on the ground with a dark aura in distress, with a helpless expression on his face.

"My uncle is not short of this money!" Lan Bao turned his head.

"Sapphire."

The familiar cold voice caused Lan Bao to turn his head to one side and froze. He raised his head slowly, and when he saw the man's black windbreaker hem, he had already confirmed who was coming.

Lan Bao's gaze moved up to meet Arnold's calm and deep light blue eyes.

—— Lan Bao felt that his life was not long.

"Gambling in the bar," Arnold said in a cold and deep voice, with displeasure gradually appearing in his eyes, "and calling himself my uncle."

"Lan Bao, you've become more and more restless recently."

"I was wrong, Brother Arnold QAQ"

"Don't be coquettish."

"I was really wrong... T^T"

"I told you not to be coquettish."

"Woooooo."

"Don't pretend to cry, come with me."

The blond man who was left behind watched silently as the young man tugged at the sleeve of the man with a strong aura and left sobbing.

He always felt... that boy was dragged out by a man...

Cough, it must be his illusion...

Still, Arnold and Lambo?I have long admired my name.

A bright smile appeared on the man's face, Giotto, your Lei Shou and Yun Shou are very interesting.

The author has something to say: light wax for Sapphire =v=