[Comprehensive] Strategy game of self-delusion

Although the whole person exudes an air of resistance to going to Italy, Lihua packs her luggage obediently, and then goes to the airport with a thick dictionary. She is worried that she will need this book when she gets off the plane, so she carries it with her. It was not put in the suitcase.

After boarding the plane, the emotions that had been borne all the time broke out. Uncle and aunt saw her off at the airport. They were very kind to her, especially the aunt who loved her as if she were their own daughter.

But, she thought, if she had to make a comparison, she would prefer Yuzao to come to the airport to see her off.

Because Yuzao is the one who has been by her side all the time. She has appeared by her side shortly after she came to this world. They sometimes separate but never have to separate for such a long time.

She missed the time when she came home from school every day and handed Yuzao tapas. She missed him sitting on the bed with his slender fingers pointing at the pages of the book. She also missed him telling stories with a faint voice.

After all, the tears could not be held back, falling drop by drop on the dictionary in his hand.

That thought was finally clear at this moment, she didn't want to go to Italy, it didn't matter if she became the heir of her uncle, it didn't matter if she inherited the mafia, and it didn't matter if she had to study hard to inherit the mafia.

However, I don't want to be separated from Yuzao for such a long time, and I don't want to be alone in a strange country, listening to a strange language.

She sat on the inner side of the two seats side by side, shedding tears silently, and she didn't want to be discovered by others.

But the stranger sitting next to her still handed her a pack of tissues, and said in a language she was familiar with, with a gentle tone and some good-natured teasing, "You don't use dictionaries like that, Miss."

Lihua tightened her hand holding the dictionary, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said softly, "Thank you."

There was still no one in the seat next to her just now, and it was almost time to take off. She thought that no one would cry here subconsciously, but once she found someone, the sudden sense of shame completely overwhelmed the feeling of wanting to cry.

Letting her emotions stabilize and calm down, Lihua went to look at the kind-hearted man beside her. He obviously looks like a foreigner, with deep green eyes and the lines of his facial features are very obvious, but what he just said clearly It's pretty standard Japanese, "I'm sorry to bother you, sir."

The gentle foreigner shook his head and said with a smile, "It didn't bother me, but I would like to ask you, miss, do you want to go to Italy alone?"

Li Hua nodded, her voice still had some nasal sound, "Well, I'm going to study in Italy."

The young man showed some disapproval, and said slowly, "You still look very young, it is very tiring to be alone in a foreign country."

Contacting the other party's fluent Japanese and looking at the young face, Lihua guessed that he might have experienced the same thing as himself, and felt a little familiar in his heart, "I only went to Italy for more than a month, although I only started studying a few days ago Italian."

As she said that, she felt ashamed again. It wasn't that she had been in Japan for a few years or that she hadn't returned to Japan. Why was she so sad? She even cried out on the plane.

Sometimes letting the emotions out may give me temporary relief, but the emotions that greet me afterwards are not so good, Lihua is now immersed in not so good emotions.

Sniffing, she rubbed her face, and finally smiled at the kind Mr. Foreign, "Are you Italian?"

"Yes." The young man said in a sincere tone, "You will fall in love with her, she is a very warm country, and the people living there will show kindness to new faces like you, don't worry too much, miss .”

"If there were people like you there, I think I'd have a good time in Italy." Lihua regained her usual vigor. Although she was a bit nerdy, she wasn't so nerdy that she couldn't communicate.

In addition, the young people in foreign countries are really talkative. The two talked a lot about the customs and human geography of Italy after asking and answering.

As for the reason for stopping, Li Hua suddenly asked, "Has the plane not taken off yet?"

She remembered that before she started talking with the young man, it was only 10 minutes before take-off, and it must have been more than 10 minutes now, but she still hadn't heard the roar of the engine.

Not long after her question came out, the flight attendant's sweet voice came from the radio, "Dear passengers, the plane is about to take off..."

Ever since, Lihua didn't pay any more attention. Her flight was a direct flight from Tokyo, and then she had to transfer in Munich, Germany before flying to Sicily, Italy.

And her new friend is going to get off the plane in Germany, study in Germany for a period of time and then return to Italy.

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The 17-hour flight made Lihua exhausted. Looking at the dictionary in her arms, she wanted to throw it directly into the trash can on the corner of the street. It was afternoon in Italy time, and night had fallen in Japan.

Lihua called her uncle and told him that she had arrived. Her uncle asked her to wait in a shop near the airport. Someone would pick her up later, so she chose the shop and sent a photo of the shop name to her uncle. She really didn't understand the meaning of those Italian words, and could only tell which coffee shop it was from the display in the window.

The waiting time was naturally used to make a phone call with Yu Zaoqian, "Tama-chan, I was so embarrassed today, I cried on the plane, but I also met a very good person, he is from Italy, and I am now in s country."

Yu Zaoqian's voice was distorted through the phone, he said, "Why are you crying?"

Lihua smiled, and answered him honestly, "Because I really want Yujiang to send me off. Although my uncle and aunt gave me off, I am very happy, but I really want Yujiang to send me off."

"And I won't be able to see Yujiang for more than a month. I will find time to start a video with you every day. At other times, Yuchan should take good care of herself. Do you remember where you put your bank card?"

She said a lot of things, Yuzao wrote down each sentence first, and then answered her, "Remember, it's in the first drawer on the right." He said again, "I'll pick you up when I get back."

"En!" Lihua nodded heavily, and told him, "If you are not used to living alone at home, you can go back to the Earl by yourself, and remember to buy the cake for the Earl, as if I gave it to the Earl."

"Then if something breaks at home, call Yato to come and fix it. The five-yuan coin is stored in a small plastic box in the second drawer on the right. Just give him one coin at a time."

Almost the whole phone call was spent on her chattering, and the other side said "um" from time to time. After receiving the message from her uncle, Lihua reluctantly ended the call with Yuzaoqian.

The one who came to pick her up was a tall and handsome man with long silver hair. Except for the somewhat fierce eyes, he didn't look like a mafia, but after getting into the car, Lihua heard him snort coldly, "Here again An imp in a greenhouse."

Lihua didn't refute, because what they said was the truth, and she didn't imagine why she was just an ordinary campus strategy love game and suddenly became a mafia heir training game.

But now it can no longer be summed up in a simple game. The mafia is not a casual toy.

In the closed car, Lihua didn't dare to talk to him rashly, but she could smell the clean aura on the other person, and she rarely saw long silver hair, hanging down as if flowing with light, while her hair was nothing at all. No bright sandalwood color.

Women always pay attention to this aspect without knowing it. Lihua looked at the other's long silver hair enviously, until she heard the other party's suppressed growl, "What are you looking at?"

Frightened by him, Lihua blurted out, "I'm looking at your hair." After she finished speaking, she realized, "You...can speak Japanese."

Squalo raised his eyebrows slightly, "Otherwise, why would I be arranged to pick you up." His hands were casually placed on the steering wheel, one hand was white and slender, and the other was wearing a black glove, "I don't know nine What does Daime think, let you join Balian."

What is Balian?Lihua had a question mark on her face, so she was not ashamed to ask, and when she got the answer of "special assassination unit", she kowtowed her head on the dictionary immediately, and wanted to know whether it was her uncle who misunderstood her, or whether it was Peng Gelie's Jiudaimu who had something wrong with her. misunderstood.

Lihua said weakly, "I have never killed anyone, and my combat effectiveness is also very weak. I just learned how to use a gun a few months ago."

These are all facts, and Squalo knows it too, he said coldly, "I've read your information at Kudaime, for a month, right?"

Li Hua trembled in the other party's tone, thinking that after he said this, she would definitely not be able to live a normal and simple life for a month, she said weakly, "Uncle told me, I came here to go to school."

Although it's a mafia school and you don't learn anything ordinary, it's still better than suddenly (being) joined an assassination force.

"Take class when it's time to go to class, and perform tasks when it's time to perform tasks." Squalo said that the relationship between Jiudaimu and XANXUS eased, which is why he did not refuse the entry of Jiudaimu.

Sure enough, can't you escape?Lihua raised her head from the dictionary, and the slightly hard edge pressed a red mark on her forehead, which seemed to have a special sense of presence on her fair face. Squalo took a look at her, which was regarded as attention To the appearance of a girl who is slightly superior to ordinary people.

Behind the sandalwood-colored long hair, her eyebrows and eyes are soft and delicate, and her porcelain-white skin seems to have a more cherry-colored temperature than that of Caucasians. She has a pair of special golden pupils, which seem to contain a delicate light.

The red marks on his forehead from the pages of the book gradually faded away, and he no longer looked silly like before.

She reluctantly said, "Okay then."

In this way, even if it is the person who came in from the ninth generation, XANXUS will definitely be angry when he sees it later, and he will definitely be counted as joint and several responsibilities. Squalo turned black and said, "When I see the boss, you ..."

The author has something to say: I forgot one more thing, I (should) change my pseudonym this week, Shi Yusheng, Weibo with the same name, little angels can come to me to play mua.

Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: only 38 bottles

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ^_^