Summer of Fireflies

A happy and warm place for orphans.

Speaking of which, the young man is still the largest shareholder of the Santa Maria Monastery. No matter what the reason is, I have to ask the young man for his opinion first.

"As long as Libica is willing." In the darkness, his voice was filled with warmth.

"Thank you." I first thanked the young man on behalf of Libica.

Tomorrow we have to convince Libica to go with us. If Libica doesn't want to leave the island, it's useless to say anything now.

"Ah, sorry!" Without a quilt, I would be the easiest to suffer from the cold. I rubbed my nose, which was red from the cold air, and couldn't help shrinking into the corner of the bed. There was only one quilt in Libika's room. Do you have the nerve to let me grab a quilt to sleep with a little girl?

"Sister." The young man's voice sounded again from the silent darkness.

"Huh?" I inhaled while covering my reddened nose.

"Can you turn your face around?" He tried his best to lower his voice, the wooden bed creaked and swayed, and the young man seemed to have turned his body around.

I took an inexplicable breath, struggled in my heart, and chose to turn my body around.There was neither light nor moonlight in the room, and only the silhouette of the young man and his warm brown hair could be vaguely seen.

"Hold out your hand." His voice was warm.

Taking a steady breath, I stretched out my hand obediently.

The young man grabbed my hands, wrapped them in his palms and rubbed them. Compared with my cold hands, his palms were surprisingly warm, and my heart skipped a beat.

"This way...is it warmer?" He asked in a low voice, his soft voice contained the warmth of early spring.

"...Yeah." I looked at him stupidly and nodded.

As if it wasn’t warm enough, the young man suddenly put my hand in front of his mouth, and continued to breath into my hand, the warm air sprayed into my palm, my body froze, and my brain buzzed together It's called...Hey, Mr. Heart, can you stop beating so honestly?

My face was burning, Night Breeze sniffed through his frozen red nose, and my hands covered by the young man dared not make any movements. Gradually, the temperature in my palms was no longer as cold as before.

Suddenly another gust of cold wind blew by, and I only wore an inner jacket and a windbreaker outside, but even so, I still felt a little cold.

I shrunk the place on my neck where the cold wind was poured in, but the collar could only cover my neck. This part of my neck was covered, and the other part of my neck had to be exposed to the air, and I continued to bear the cold wind at night. I didn't expect that the night on the island would be so cold. If I had known that I would die, I should have put on more clothes to come out.

Just when I was very annoyed, the young man had narrowed the distance between me and him at some point: "Senior sister still feels cold?"

"It shouldn't be very cold like this." He let go of my hand, and instead forced my head into the position next to his collarbone. Before I had time to react, the young man had already crushed my whole body Wrapped in his arms, my released hand pressed against his warm chest, the roots of my ears were so red that I could almost bleed.

Boom, boom, boom...

At this moment, only me and his heartbeat are left in the world.

Close to each other's violent heartbeat, the body temperature of the opposite sex made me feel very strange, and my stiff body seemed to be completely frozen.

But... very warm.

The arms of the young man are very warm, and I can't refuse the warmth he gave me.

——Please don't be so gentle with me, or I won't be able to repay you.

I sniffled, throwing all the thoughts and distracting thoughts that came out of this moment out of my mind. Gradually, I relaxed my stiff body, as if I was going all out, and buried my head deeply in his chest without hesitation. In the neck, I grabbed the fabric of his chest, greedily absorbing the residual heat from his body, like a life-saving straw for a drowning person when he is alone and helpless.

The night outside the window became thicker, and the time in the quiet night was passing by each other's temperature. The young man kept embracing me and remained motionless. I didn't dare to move around on him. I closed my eyes to feel my heartbeat His chest rose and fell rapidly, and he felt that every breath was warm, including the smell in his arms, which carried a fiery aftermath.

Listening to the heartbeat that was close at hand, my eyes gradually became sleepy, smelling the dry smell of the young man, and soon I fell asleep.

So, a good night's sleep.

When I woke up the next day, the young man was no longer by my side. I stretched my body toward the window in good spirits, and walked out of the room. I didn't see the young man, nor did I see Rebecca.

Not inside the house, but what about outside?

I searched around the cabin three times, but I still didn't see the person I wanted to see, so I couldn't help but feel puzzled.The fog in the early morning was very heavy, and I couldn't see the road ahead. Just as I was about to step into the morning fog to find someone, Rebecca had already appeared in the thick fog.

"Rebecca." I called her in surprise. Rebecca had messy bangs, and I couldn't quite see her expression under her bangs.

"By the way, Rebecca, have you seen Tsunayoshi-kun?" I looked around behind Rebecca, disappointed that I didn't find the young man.

The young man was not with me, and I thought he must be with Libica.

Rebica didn't answer my question directly, but instead asked me: "Are you really leaving today?" She lowered her head and grabbed my pants with a muffled voice.

"Yeah." I replied softly, stroking her hair, "There is something... I don't know if Libica would you like... Hey, what's wrong with you?" She suddenly grabbed my other hand and squeezed it hard I took a bite, and then quickly moved away from me for about three or four meters.

"It's too late." Libica, with her bangs hanging down, said this with a choked-up ruthlessness in her voice.

What's the meaning?I looked at her puzzled, and wanted to go over to see what happened to Rebecca, but found that many strangers in black suits suddenly appeared in the thick fog.

"I mean, you can't leave anymore." Libica raised her head and stared at me, a frightening and strange light flashed in her dark gray pupils.

"Sister."

I don't know when the young man appeared behind me. He took my hand and stepped back, but his eyes were fixed on the stranger who appeared next to Libika.

"You did very well."

The figure of the scarred man reappeared in the fog, holding a gun in one hand, and stroking Rebecca's hair with the other hand like a kitten.

I frowned together with the young man, and one hand was still firmly held by the young man.

"This is your reward."

A few coins engraved with 100 euros fell into Rebecca's hands, and the girl was instantly surprised. She hugged the coins handed to her by the man with the scar, and finally showed a face with sunken eyes and a haggard expression similar to greedy enough to be satisfied. smile.

The black pistol handle was put on one of the scarred man's fingers, and it was constantly being played. The next second, the bow was drawn and the string was pulled, and there was only a bang, and the sound of the gun immediately scared the birds in the woods.

Then, the world is left with only a tragic blood red

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43 True or False Questions

Dazzling blood spurted out of her brain, and her wide-eyed eyes were full of disbelief. Rebecca fell to the ground, her head tilted to our side.

I screamed, someone quickly covered my eyes, wide palms covered my eyes, preventing me from seeing more blood.

But...it's too late.

"Li, Libica..." The trembling nails pinched the young man's skin. I couldn't believe it. She was still alive just now, but in the blink of an eye, Rebica was already dead. The remaining tragic scenes kept reappearing in my mind, even if my eyes were covered, I still couldn't restrain my heart trembling at the moment.

"Senior, just close your eyes, you don't need to think about anything." The low voice lingered in my ear, I pursed my lips and grabbed the young man's chest, closed my eyes and smelled the reassuring smell coming from him, I It seems that I have really regained a sense of security.

Suddenly, the gravity of my body was suspended in the air. The sudden feeling of suspension made me open my eyes, and then I found that I had been lifted into the air by the young man. In panic, I had to quickly wrap my arms around the young man's neck to stabilize my center of gravity. Then I raised my eyes to see the young man who was holding me.

I saw the orange flame on his forehead burning warmly in the morning mist, imprinting the young man's resolute face, his golden red eyes staring straight ahead, from my angle, those eyes with the warm color of the setting sun had a strange Peace of mind is beautiful.

The young man put me in a deserted place, away from the center of the battle for the time being, but I think those people will soon come chasing me here.

"Rebecca..." I hesitated.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it." The generous palm covered my eyes again, blocking my worried gaze, "Because I don't want senior sister to see some bad things, so before I come back, senior Can you keep your eyes closed?"

"...Yeah." I nodded obediently, pursing my lips to keep my lips from trembling again.

"Wait here for my return."

Before leaving, in order to comfort my pale face, the young man even kissed my forehead to prevent me from thinking about other things besides waiting.

"...Hmm." My heart couldn't help but miss half a beat.

I waited until the breath of the young man left, and I hugged my shoulders and squatted silently on the ground. The young man refused to let me open my eyes and I dared not open them, but even with my eyes closed, the sound of fighting not far away was still heard Lie, the young man left his suit to me before he left.

I put on the thick clothes of youth and try to shrink myself in the grass