Summer of Fireflies

Later, I drove around the streets of Palermo all afternoon.I have been to every place where I have met him, such as the amusement park, such as the flower shop, such as the coffee shop where I first met him, and I almost spared driving half of Palermo.

The car stopped on the side of the road, I held the steering wheel and bowed my head, unable to restrain the deep loss in my heart.

Thinking of the possibility of his accident, no matter what it is, it makes me feel very uneasy, afraid that something will happen to him, and afraid that I will never see the young man again, just thinking about it, my heart is suffocated and I am about to cry .

Then I really cried, after actually seeing the youth.

In the evening, I couldn't find any young people so that my mood fell to the bottom. The gloomy sky was gray, just like my mood at the moment.

The rain outside the car window sprinkled like streamers at every intersection in Palermo. I didn't drive the car on the side of the road until I received a warning from the police.

After parking the car, I headed home under the umbrella, feeling extremely depressed.As soon as I opened the door, I saw a familiar figure standing in front of my house.

He has soft brown hair and is wearing casual long-sleeved trousers. He is holding an umbrella, and his silent back looks especially thin in the dark rain.

As soon as I came back with my umbrella, the young man turned around and looked back as if feeling something, and he and I were both stunned——

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64. If love

I always thought that I would watch him happy in another place, but I never thought, what should I do if Tsunayoshi Sawada is gone?

I searched all afternoon but couldn't find anyone, but he suddenly appeared at my door. At that moment, all my worries and fears disappeared.

Only his shadow remains.

Thin rain poured down from the top of the umbrella, I threw away the umbrella and ran over to his arms, touched his real body temperature, heard his heartbeat, my uneasy heart finally relaxed, I stretched out my arms to hug him neck, couldn't help but buried himself in his arms and started to cry fiercely.

That phone call from Hayato Gokuji made me realize how much he is in my heart.

The young man threw his umbrella to the ground, passed his hands under his armpits and slowly wrapped them around my waist, then tightened them.The hug at this moment does not need any words.

The majestic rain wet my clothes and hair, and so did the young man. The water droplets flowed into the back of his white neck along the wet hair, and then flowed down, and some of the raindrops on the hair fell directly On my arm, the temperature of the skin began to cool, but I didn't feel anything.

"Bastard, bad, big bad!" A childish hand hammered his shoulder: "Sawada Tsunayoshi is a big bad!" I yelled in his ear.

——You made me worry about you so much!

As I cried, I beat his shoulder hard while tears streamed down my face.There is joy, there is anger, there is fear.

The young man let out a muffled snort under my beating, and his shoulders that were wet by the rain trembled. After a while, he responded to me lightly: "Well... I'm a big villain." His slender fingers passed through me The strands of hair gently pressed my face back into his chest.

I put my arms around his waist, choked up and stopped talking, feeling the gentle and powerful ups and downs of his chest, and quietly listening to the heartbeats that matched each other. At this moment, I felt that as long as he could stand in front of me safely, Everything else is gone.

The result of willfulness: both of them became drowned chickens.

Fortunately, there are still a few changes of clothes left in his room, so that he won't be a big man wearing my clothes.

After changing the clothes, the hair should also be dried. If the hair is not dried, the body will catch a cold easily after being exposed to the rain.

"Are you an idiot?! You knew you were injured, but you didn't stop me just now!" I handed him the towel and gave him a wicked look.

The young man rubbed his hair and smiled, his clear eyes reflected my angry appearance.

I glanced at the exposed wound on his shoulder, momentarily short of breath... well, it was my own fault for not noticing he was hurt.

At that time, I was so excited to see him, how could I have time to think about so many problems.

Because of the rain, even the bandages on his body were soaked, so I had to take out the medicine box and help him re-wrap the bandages.

The young man took off his shirt, his smooth chest was bare/exposed, his pale skin glowed with a healthy color, his figure was very thin, his slender frame was like a shiny arc bow, and his abdominal muscles were strong and full.

The bandage on half of the shoulder stretched across his back. I went around his shoulder and knelt on his back. I leaned over and saw that there were many light-colored scars on his back, with large and small pink bumps scattered. Dotted on the back of his spine, it completely destroyed the slender beauty of his back muscles.

The hand that was stretched out to remove the bandage froze in mid-air, my heart trembled, I pursed my lips and took a breath, and then put my hand on his back.

The cold hand touched his hot skin, the young man's shoulders trembled slightly following the movement of the fingers, and my hand slowly moved to his pink raised back.

The rough feeling under the fingertips disturbed my mind. I rubbed it twice carefully. The young man's back shrank. crying.

――Cry for the pain in your heart

I slowly lowered my head, put my face on his thin spine, and then kissed those rough old scars: "Does it hurt?" I asked him.

The young man sitting in front remained silent.

"If it hurts, just say it." I wrapped my arms around his waist, and continued to press my face against his hot skin: "In the future...if no one hurts for you, I will hurt for you." In the quiet room, I heard my own voice faintly.

I wish I could take all the pain he's been through instead.

"Love that gives is true love."

I remember that Janice told me this way not long ago. I didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence at first, but now I have figured it out.

There is no need to consider many issues in love, as long as two people like each other, it is fine. If they want to be together, they must face many problems.

As Janice said, emotional matters have always been rewarding. For example, you have learned tolerance and strength for him, for example, he has given up some old principles for you. In his eyes, there is no What is more than you exist.

Love is like a kite that you fly, you can go wherever you want.

Marriage is like a kite tied by a thin string. Two people need to hold each other's hands and not let go, so that the kite will not break in the middle.Mutual tolerance, mutual understanding, mutual devotion, this is the true love that can stand the test of time.

I like you, you like me, if that's enough for love, there won't be many couples who are separated by sticks for different reasons in this world.

Then I would think: I like young people, and young people like me. For my safety, he didn't want me to be involved in his dangerous world, so he chose to let go.

And me, in my sincere relationship with him, what did I do for him?Apart from being a burden to the youth, apart from selfishly only thinking about myself, even though my starting point was for An An, I still did nothing for him, nor did I think about him.

Youth finally gave up on me for me.

I finally gave up on him for my own peace and An An's peace.

Through comparison, I found that I was so selfish, I always wanted to monopolize his tenderness, but I did nothing for him.

——I have never paid for you, how can I love you so much?

I have always avoided the word mafia like a scorpion. I am afraid of being involved in the cruel world of the mafia. I am afraid that I will live a life of worry and fear every day. I am even more afraid that my choice will affect An An’s ordinary life. There are always too many worries.

So before I paid for my youth, I first retracted myself into the turtle shell world I made.

Bai Lan's lesson made me completely close my heart. I finally fell in love with young people and faced a new relationship with difficulty, but I retreated in front of reality.

It's not fair to the youth to abandon him just because of my distaste for the Mafia.

I remember that during the New Year’s divination, my fortune sign once warned me to remember to be in a dead end. The truth is, I have always been in my own dead end, and never hesitated for the one I love. step out of me.

Love takes work on both sides to come together step by step, and I can't be happy if I cringe all the time just because I've been hurt.

What happened just now made me think clearly. Since separation is so painful, and since I can't let go of my youth, I should not miss it.

Since I like young people, I shouldn't let him go.Saying that we can't be together, those are all excuses, and we haven't tried anything, so how can we know the result in advance?

"Senior sister." The young man took my hand and turned around, then slowly stretched out his hand to gather my waist, he leaned his face against my collarbone, his voice trembling in an unreadable voice: "An accident happened in Reborn yesterday. , I may... never see him again."

I froze for a moment before realizing that the Reborn he was talking about seemed to be the tutor of young people, that strange baby who always liked to wear a gentleman's hat.

Even if I don't know