Summer of Fireflies

He glanced at the young man.

Although Sicily belongs to the edge of the Eurasian seismic belt, its capital, Palermo, is not an earthquake-prone city.

"It wasn't an earthquake." The young man was a little suspicious in his answer, and his facial expression was a little more colorful than before. "My house... was actually collapsed by my friends."

I:"……"

I lowered my head to think for a while, then raised my head again, and faced the young man with a slightly complicated expression, I answered him solemnly in an extremely plain tone:

"Tsuna Yoshi-kun, do you think that if you describe all your own partners as supernatural powers, I will believe that you are the protagonist of the manga?"

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

This world is a very peaceful world, and Palermo is also a very peaceful city. Even if there is a mafia, I would rather believe that there are no absolutely bad people in this world.

Probably because I have lived in a peaceful and ordinary world for a long time, so I will not choose to believe the words of young people, that the short arms and thick legs of human beings can bring down the house?Do you think this is a martial arts drama or a sci-fi movie?

I was carrying a green bag and the young man was holding a box of lemons. The young man said that he would drive me all the way to my door, so we chatted and walked back to my house one after another.

The afterglow that came over was warm, and the direct afterglow hit me and the young man's clothes, both of which were covered with a faint red light.

When I arrived at the door of a simple Western-style villa, I pushed open the gate outside the house, just to let the young man come in, only to find that the young man was looking at my door in surprise.

I couldn't help asking him: "Sawada-kun, is there anything strange about my house?"

The young man pointed to another villa next door, bent his eyebrows and smiled at me: "Senior sister, what a coincidence, the place I just moved here is next door to you."

I froze for a moment, and followed the direction the young man pointed to look at the villa next door to me. The young man would appear in front of me in time to help. I guessed that the young man might live near this villa community, but I I never expected that the young man was actually my neighbor.

In my memory, no one has ever lived in the villa next door. A few days ago, when a moving company was busy moving things into the next house, I was still wondering why the owner of that villa suddenly remembered that he still had this house. Villa and to live in.

The world is so big, there is really no chance to meet each other.

In order to thank the young man for his help, I greeted the young man and stepped into the house, because I remembered that there seemed to be some cakes left in my refrigerator that An An hadn't eaten.

I went to the refrigerator and took out the matcha cake on the plate and handed it to the young man. I also took two glasses of thirst-quenching fruit juice. At this moment, the young man was sitting on the sofa and looking at my living room.

TV, sofa, tea table, clock, cabinet, bonsai, and the walls are warm light yellow. After opening the curtains and letting the light from the window pour in from the outside, it was still not bright enough, so I also turned on the chandelier on the ceiling, and the whole room was as bright as ever. daytime.

At this time, the breeze slipped into the house from the flowing air, leaving only the smell of flowers in the room, because I planted many potted plants outside the house.

A very simple two-story Western-style building.

There is no back garden, no swimming pool, and no European-style winding corridors and beautiful towering pillars. This is the current home of An An and me. Although it is simple, it feels warm because of the atmosphere of An An.

After looking around, the young man who took a few sips of juice turned to me and smiled slightly, his brown eyes melted into the warm color of the light in an instant, "Senior's house... really smells like a senior. "Suspected words of emotion.

I held the freshly cut fruit and looked at the young man with a blink of an eye: "Sawatian-kun, are you praising me, or are you belittling me?"

"It's a compliment." The young man put down his cup and smiled at me, like a flower blooming in April.

I just sat down on the sofa, and the young man had just finished a few sips of fruit juice, when I heard a sound outside the door, I was about to get up and open the door, but the door was automatically opened, and the young man and I stood up together and looked out the door .

After the metallic noise of the keys, three people came in: a middle-aged man with blond hair, a mature lady with an oriental face, and An An, who was holding the big hands of the two of them.

The blond foreign middle-aged man is Uncle Joseph, whose full name is Joseph Paul Francia. The mature lady with an oriental face is Aunt Catherine. Uncle Joseph is her husband, and Aunt Catherine is my mother’s biological sister.

Uncle Joseph and Aunt Catherine live in Palermo like me, and they are the only relatives of Ann and I here.

Seeing me and the brown-haired youth sitting in the hall, the three of them had different reactions and expressions.

Aunt Catherine's eyes were full of surprises: "Lisa, have you finally found your boyfriend?"

I:"……"

Uncle Joseph stroked his beard and looked at me calmly, "Lisa, you have a good eye, although this kid is a little short."

I:"……"

——Uncle Joseph, don't use your 1.9-meter-two height to bully others, Zetian-senpai will feel inferior.

An'an's reaction was more direct. The little guy pointed to the brown-haired young man and stared at me in disbelief. His eyes were full of water, and his violet eyes almost burst into flames:

"Lisa, I've only been out for a day. Where did this little boy who trespassed in other people's private houses sneak into our house?"

I:"……"

youth:"……"

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There is a story: There is a temple in the mountain, and there is an old monk in the temple. The old monk said to the young monk: In the past, many people called "Bawang" were bullying me...

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6. Good morning

The first meeting between An An and the brown-haired youth was not a very good meeting.

Obviously, An An doesn't like Zetian Tsunayoshi very much, and even has inexplicable hostility towards him. One of the reasons is that I gave his most beloved cake to Zetian Tsunayoshi as a treat for guests. With the heartache expression of me digging out his heart and lungs, it was almost as if I had a quarrel with him on the spot.

Compared with An An's dislike, Aunt Catherine is obviously more enthusiastic about Sawada Tsunayoshi, even though I have explained to her that Sawada Tsunayoshi is just my junior.

Uncle Joseph’s house still has a steamed stuffed bun waiting for them to go back to feed. The couple can’t stay in my house for long. An An went to their house this time to visit their daughter Nellie.

Uncle Joseph and Aunt Catherine are both middle-aged daughters, so Nini Li is several years younger than Ann.

After Uncle Joseph and Aunt Catherine left, I pulled An An and stood at the door to say goodbye to Tsunayoshi Sawada. "An'an, say goodbye to Uncle Zetian."

I tugged An'an's little hand to wink at him, but the little guy didn't cooperate with me, he stretched out a hand forward, staring straight at Sawada Tsunayoshi.

The brown-haired young man bent down and lowered his head, looking at the little guy's white hands and eyes with suspicion, "...do you want to shake hands with me?" He asked.

"No." The little guy gave the young man a look of contempt, "It's a meeting ceremony. There is a custom in eastern civilized countries called 'meeting ceremony'. When adults and children meet for the first time, they will bring some meeting gifts to the child. You don't even know about these. What a fool!"

Brown-haired youth: "..."

I slapped the little guy's hand off, and turned to look at the young man with embarrassment, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zetian, An An was spoiled by me." It's impolite to favor the little guy, and whoever told An An Where is my only son.

The brown-haired young man smiled nonchalantly, paused his gaze, as if he wanted to ask me something, he looked at me hesitantly, and then at An An, who had his nostrils upturned, the young man finally didn't ask anything. "Then, senior sister, as a neighbor in the future, please give me your advice."

I bent down and nodded, watching the young man's back go away, until he opened the door next door and disappeared from my sight.

When the young man opened the door, he took a special look at me, and seeing that I was still standing at the door looking at him, the young man suddenly raised a very gentle smile towards our mother and son.

"It's nothing to smile so brightly at Lisa, there must be a conspiracy." An An who was standing beside me whispered.

...Boy, don't think that if you whisper your mother, I won't be able to hear you muttering.

After closing the door, I immediately withdrew my smile, "Is there anything you want to explain to yourself?" I put on a very serious face to the little guy, "I usually teach you manners, this is how you come here To entertain mother's guests?"

"But..." The little guy pouted, dissatisfied: "Anna said that any man who wants to get close to Lisa is not a good thing. An An wants to protect Lisa, so An An did nothing wrong."

...So where did he learn these fallacies?Deeply aware of the failure of my education, I frowned involuntarily, with a sign of anger, "You still say you did nothing wrong?" I wanted to be angry, thinking that An An was still a five-year-old ignorant child, so I didn't realize it. The tone softened, "Tsuna Ji-kun is just my mother's junior." I bent down and looked into his beautiful eyes to explain.

The coquettish violet color reflected my figure, the little guy blinked and frowned at me, "This is the first time Lisa you brought a man into the house, Anna said, when a woman brings a man into the house, this It's Lisa, you want to cheat on men instead of An An