to eternal night

41.

Not killing Bailan but accidentally letting the young man come into contact with him is one of the biggest mistakes made by Hayato Gujiji, which directly caused another tragedy for the young man.

...Although Bai Lan obviously didn't think so.

At that time, his control over Pengo Li was getting weaker and weaker.After all, he is just Lan Shou and not the leader, and Peng Lie is a family inherited by blood.

The absence of the leader for a long time made the members below become eager to move, and many of Vongola's offshoots also began to lose their peace.Coupled with the departure of the guardians one after another, Pengo Lie has almost fallen apart.Under the persecution of several elders, Hayato had to choose to send the boy away first to avoid the undercurrent in the headquarters.Another unstated reason for sending him away is also deeply rooted in the prison temple Hayato's heart, making him heartbroken: he has to admit that maybe the brown-haired boy doesn't like to be with them, and he also hates them. Penguin Headquarters.

He had reason to dislike it, both the place and the people.

Prison Temple Hayato understands this deeply, but it is this desperate fact that makes him want to die.

What he chose was to send the boy Sawada to a remote secret base, where the climate is more suitable for recuperation, and he also hoped that the boy could be freer and happier there.

When making this decision, he completely ignored one point: behind that base, a guy named Blancheso was under house arrest.

In the following days, maybe it was because he was really too busy, maybe... it was simply his subconscious escape, the news of the young man gradually decreased, and the occasional few words were vaguely saying that everything was fine.

The days passed in such a muddle for half a year, from late autumn to the summer of the next year, without any surprises.Until one day the Mare ring kept by the headquarters was stolen.

The intruder was discovered by the police after he succeeded, and they opened fire, but missed. An A-level cadre inserted a knife into the intruder's calf during close combat, but was immediately shot by the intruder's ignited fire. The orange flame fell into hesitation.

While they were looking at each other, the short figure who stole the ring broke through the encirclement line silently, leaving blood dripping all the way and disappearing into the dense forest.

The surveillance captured the appearance of the intruder, and Hayato Gujiji looked at the small figure as if he had been struck by lightning.He wrapped himself up so tightly that he didn't even show his eyes, but how could it be possible that the prison temple Hayato could not recognize him.He didn't even have time to think about why the brown-haired boy wanted to steal the ring, he just fell into endless panic.

The kid was hurt.

Where is he now?How is the wound?Is there a place to stay, and is there someone around to take care of you?

He didn't dare to imagine, but those terrible preconceptions filled his mind, making him restless. He frantically called all the cadres back, and the whole of Italy searched for the boy like digging three feet. trace.

But that child just disappeared.

He can't find him.He didn't know how he spent the next year after that.The child just disappeared, as if he had never been here, and those memories about him were as unreal as a dream.But Hayato Gujiji knew that it was not a dream.The existence of the child was not, nor was his lost eye, nor was Vongola's disappearing fountain and pool.

His friend of the same age is his god, the leader he will follow and be proud of all his life, and that child is the sin he owes, silently proving his ignorance and despicability.He still held the lily and came to his leader's tomb, weeping silently.His incompetence robbed him of his divinity, and his meanness ruined everything about that child.He confessed to the tombstone, but the answer was always only the faint wind of the cemetery.

It was not until a long time later that he found the trace of the child. —It was a complete accident.When he passed by the coffee shop that his leader liked to go to when he was alive, he saw the photo posted on the photo wall.

White doves flying all over the sky, the messy white wings filled the whole picture, and between the dove feathers, in the corner of the photo, the child still had such a calm expression, just sitting quietly, with his head slightly raised, the dim yellow sunset glowed on His face casts shadows under his tightly closed eyelashes, while behind him a well-shaped fountain of Archangel Raphael's marble sculpture flows slowly.

The prison temple Hayato recognized him at a glance.He asked his boss about the photographer who took this picture, chased after the poor travel photographer's home, and asked for the detailed address of the square full of pigeons. In the corner of the scene, the brown-haired boy who strayed into the frame was not the focus of his shooting. Under the pressure of the black muzzle of the gun and the bloodshot eyes of the man opposite, he finally remembered the location where this photo was taken.

Only then did Bailan and his Mirufiore come into everyone's sight.

Their menacing raid was in vain. Bai Lan had already received the news and moved the child ahead of time. Hayato and Takeshi Yamamoto, who came from far away Japan, walked into the empty base, imagining that they used to live in the base. The look of the kid who was here.

Even though it is winter, the weather today is fine.They walked through the long glass corridor, and the warm sunlight projected on them through the gracefully shaped glass arcade, and outside the corridor were surrounded by big flowers.Strelitzia is in full bloom in the greenhouse, while Bauhinia is in bloom in the cold wind outside. The deck chairs in the garden are still in place, and a swing hangs from the tall plane tree next to it. The fragrance of petals rippling slightly in the wind.

This is a completely different environment from Pengo Li's headquarters.Compared with the gorgeous and stately Vengley, this place is more like a holiday villa than a base of a mafia family.

For a long time, none of them spoke.

They all knew in their hearts that even if they found the child, maybe he would never want to come back. —————TBC———————

Bai Lan actually took good care of 27.