Summer of Fireflies

News reports of people and other crimes gradually increased, and sometimes I could hear explosions not far away while I was making breakfast.

Because the crime frequency in Palermo is on the rise, people living in the city are in panic, and the government is overwhelmed with various emergencies.

Sicily is the hometown of the Mafia. When I heard the frequent crime news, I immediately suspected that it was a struggle between the Mafia. However, as long as these struggles do not involve our community or my ordinary life In daily life, if the safety of the people I care about is not involved, no matter how arrogant the mafia outside is, it has nothing to do with me.

Recently, the weather in Palermo has been getting hotter and hotter. I took out all my summer clothes and started thinking about making Ann’s favorite lemon smoothie on weekends.

When I was sleeping at night, I felt the sound of the door opening downstairs. I put on my coat and went downstairs. The hall was pitch-black. A shadow nests there.

I turned on the light, and as expected, I saw a young man who was sleeping on the sofa.The young man was still wearing a daytime black suit, and the tie was the one I helped him tie this morning.

I walked over to see him and found that his brows were furrowed. I don't know if it was because I turned on the light or because of work. I have been wanting to ask him whether the abnormal crimes outside have something to do with him. Related, I feel that the young man looks very tired every time he comes back. Whenever he meets me, he will put on a smiling face. I know he doesn't want me to worry, so I never asked.

I squatted on the edge of the sofa, stared at the young man's sleeping face and sighed, carefully brushed away his drooping bangs, and when his frowning eyebrows were exposed, I reached out and rubbed them. Soon, the young man's frowning brows Gradually relieved.

I took off my coat and covered him, smelling the faint smell of alcohol at a close distance, I knew he must have drunk today, young people are not good at drinking like me.

I frowned, and decided to go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup for the young man before he woke up. After I cooked the hangover soup, the young man was still sleeping on the sofa. Seeing him sleeping so soundly, I couldn't bear to put He cried out, then ran to the room to get a note, and pressed the note under the hangover soup.

There was a smell of alcohol, which meant that he had just come back from the banquet, and the men were all patronizing drinking during the social gatherings, so he must be very hungry.

I first went to the room to help him take Huanxi's clothes and dry towels into the bathroom, and finally I went to the kitchen to help him cook noodles.

The water in the pot quickly bubbled up. I put the noodles in and covered the pot again. I was wondering why there was alcohol smell in the kitchen. The young man standing behind me quickly stretched out his arms and put his arms around my waist. , I turned around and met the smiling brown eyes of the young man.

"Did you drink the hangover soup?" I frowned.

"En." The young man nodded, with a faint smile still on his face.

I looked down and saw the young man's hands on my apron. His hands were on my stomach, which made me feel very uncomfortable: "Go take a shower after drinking." Taste, the most important thing is... How can I cook noodles with your arms around my waist, dear!

"Let me hug you for a while."

The young man tightened his hands and simply put his whole head on my left shoulder. I felt like my left shoulder was carrying a heavy object.

"...Stop making trouble, go take a shower first." I persuaded softly.

"No."

"To take a bath!"

"Let me hold you for a while."

"..."

I didn't know that the young man was a coquettish person before. Could it be that he was infected by An An because he lived with An An for a long time?

I was surprised by the reason I came up with randomly.

"The smell of wine is very strong." I persuaded him in another way.

"..." The young man remained silent.

"Shoulders are heavy too." So let me go!

"..."

"You're getting in my way." That's the point.

Because there was suddenly no sound behind me, I opened the pot and started to put ingredients into the pot. When I thought the young man would let me go, he calmly replied, "As long as you don't mind."

……I'm very mind!I mind very much!

Seeing my hair blowing up, the head resting on my shoulder started to laugh, and my left shoulder shook accordingly, causing the salt in my hand to almost spill out of the pot.

It is really inconvenient to cook noodles with the whole body restrained. For example, when I want to get the ingredients, there is a pair of hands faster than me. After five seconds, he sighed deeply in his heart.

It doesn't matter if a man's physical strength is naturally stronger than a girl's, why should a man's arms be longer than our women's? !This is totally unfair!

In the end, the young man went to take a bath obediently. After my noodle soup was cooked, the young man came out of the bathroom in his nightgown after a while.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he walked towards me, picked up the chopsticks and wanted to eat noodles first. I think his eyes were bright, he must have been hungry for a long time.

I snatched the chopsticks from his hand and said, "Dry your hair first." The young man looked at me very sadly, and I couldn't help but look away.

The young man turned to get the hair dryer to dry his hair, but I grabbed it again: "Shhh, Ann is sleeping upstairs." I pointed to the upstairs, and the young man understood, and went back to get his dry towel to wipe his head.After he eats the bowl of noodles, I pack up the bowls and chopsticks and go back to the kitchen to wash the dishes. I don’t even need a dishwasher for one bowl of chopsticks.

While washing the dishes, the young man stuck to me again. He wrapped his hands around my waist and was watching me wash the dishes with relish, "I always feel... that our life is so happy now." A voice resting on my shoulder With an inexplicable sigh.

I nodded in agreement.

Our life has been bubbling with happiness recently, and we were together peacefully. Nothing happened during this period, including quarrels, which made me and my youth feel like a very unreal dream.

Everyone says that happiness is as fragile as a beautiful bubble. Later, I think that although this sentence is not accurate, there is still a truth.

People who are too happy will always be envied, this is the truth.

"Miss Lisa, my master would like to invite you to his house as a guest."

I just went to the street to buy some groceries, but in the end I met a man who claimed to be "Kankyo" and "invited" me to visit his master's house.

His light green hair is long and slightly curly, and even his eyebrows are green. When I saw him, I didn't know why I suddenly thought of Mr. Peacock in the park. I remembered that the feathers of peacocks were also green.

"Your master?" I had doubts in my eyes. When this strange man appeared, I had sounded hundreds of S-level danger alarms in my heart in time.

"Of course it's Master Bailan." A flash of arrogance flashed across the raised green eyebrows.

Bai Lan... Well, I knew something bad would happen if I went out today, otherwise my right eyelid wouldn't have been twitching before I went out, it was obviously a sign before something happened.

Started, bent down, kicked up, and then smashed the basket full of vegetables on the top of the man's head. The movements were coherent and coherent. I probably didn't expect that I would do this. It was only when the man in "Pujiri" wailed while covering a certain place, that I realized that it was I also have a talent for kicking people.

Even so, I knew that I couldn't escape, and I saw another red-haired man holding An An in his hand and started——

The author has something to say: I had an exam today, so I didn’t update it yesterday... Wrong, it should be the day before yesterday

So I passed the test, long live long live long live long live!

I found that I won't take the title ORZ

66. Meet again

An'an and I were taken to a very modern building. When we entered, we found people walking around wearing armed shoulder blades, both white and black.

I didn't see Bailan at first, but the man named Jijie brought us tea and food every day, and I finally experienced a life of "clothes, hands, food, mouth".

Three days later, maybe Bai Lan finally remembered us who were kidnapped, and the green-haired man took us to the door of the high-level office.

"Master Bai Lan, I brought you the person you want to see." The green-haired man knocked on the door respectfully.

"Come in~"

I could hear the very flat voice inside the house through the door.

"Then, Lord Bai Lan, I'll go out first." The green-haired man exited the door and closed the door considerately for us.

In the field of vision, I saw a large round table made of transparent glass, and a pot of white autumn peonies was placed on the table.

Through the sparse leaves, a few swaying white hairs can be vaguely seen behind the prototype table.

"What's wrong?" I bent down and touched An'an's head in a gentle voice. Since I entered this door, I noticed that the little guy's emotions seemed to be stuffed with thoughts, and his little hands were holding on to my fingers, which seemed quite uncomfortable. I would like to see Bai Lan.

"It'll be fine." I kissed him on the cheek to reassure him. I guess Bai Lan's target this time should be me, and An An was only caught incidentally to threaten me.

An An and Bai Lan are blood relatives, no matter how insidious Bai Lan is, he would not go with the child at worst.

I took a deep breath against the snow-white wall, and then took An An's hand and stepped into the house. After walking a few steps inside, I was not surprised to see Bai Lan sitting at the desk smiling at me. , I pulled An An into my hind legs and hid it, while I met Bai Lan's bright smiling face head-on.

Bai Lan, who was wearing white clothes, had her legs crossed, her eye-catching short silver-white hair was slightly raised, and the purple mark of the inverted crown under her left eye still looked like a monster in my impression.

A pair of white shoulder blades are wrapped around his shoulders, one hand is elegantly supported on the chair, his head is slightly tilted, and the other hand picks up the marshmallows on the table from time to time, twists the elasticity of the marshmallows, and puts them in his mouth .

Different from An An's fat baby face, Bai Lan's face is thinner,