I didn't know you were such a vampire

For the next few days, the sun was still shining brightly in Florence. Fortunately, Totti’s residence was located on the banks of the Arno River, with the main entrance facing the street. When she opened the window of her room, she could see peddlers hawking along the street. Young people with cheerful personalities and dressed in various colors Girls in skirts walked past her window, and dock workers in the distance were carrying boxes on cargo ships bound for other cities.

You can see all kinds of life without leaving home.

Qiao Ya nodded while drinking the wine with ice cubes, very satisfied with it.

It's just that from the perspective of other people in Totti's mansion, this lady from the Vatican is really not like what a young girl from the Apennine Peninsula should be at this age. At first, she suspected that she was the kind of lady who came from the Vatican. They have the same arrogant and indifferent character as us, but later found that this lady is quite easy-going, so I made up an image of Xiaobaicai who lost her mother since childhood, lived with her father, and swallowed humiliation among a group of lively and outstanding brothers and sisters.

And when this little cabbage came to visit her mother in Florence, she was turned away by her mother.

Bearing such an unfortunate fate, he still faces the world with a smile.

The three servants of Totti's mansion were moved to tears by the story of Joya that they had imagined, so they tried their best to make Miss Joya, who came from the Vatican, feel the warmth from the family.

Qiao Ya knew nothing about the brains of these three servants.

She stayed in Totti's mansion every day, looked at the city through the window, read to Marco, climbed out of Martina's window to see her at night, and then counted the days on her fingers until the end of summer, She will take a carriage, feel the bumps of the Apennines again, and return to the Vatican,

It's just that the three servants who were a little afraid of her at first started to circle around her, and after the first invitation to go shopping in the central market, they began to invite her to other strange invitations.

For example, Lisa would timidly ask her if she would like to go to the public bath across the street to take a bath together; for example, Syrio told her that a very famous noble lady recently served as the chairman of an artist society, and if Joya wanted, she could also Become a club chairman; for another example, when Arturo was preparing to go to the Lord's Palace to wait for his sweetheart to go out so that he could take the opportunity to strike up a conversation, he also warmly invited Qiaoya to the Lord's Palace to be a beauty.

Joya: "..."

She refused one by one, then patted Ma Ke's little furry head, and said, "I'll spend more time with Ma Ke at home."

Marko looked up at her, blue eyes full of excitement.

Florence had been in the summer sun for many days, and after the noodles on the terrace across the river had dried several times, when Joya got up one day, she finally could not see the faint sunshine through the blinds of the window of the room.

After she changed her clothes and opened the door, she saw light rain falling from the atrium, splashing little ripples on the water surface of the atrium fountain.

Florence, it's raining again.

Sirio and Arturo carried off the noodles that had been put on the third-floor terrace the day before, and while walking down the stairs, they sighed and said, "It's raining lightly today, and I don't know if the exhibition at the Holy Cross Church will be held as scheduled. .”

Qiao Ya originally planned to find Ma Ke from the other side of the corridor, but she overheard the two people's thoughts, so she stopped, turned her head, and shouted to the backs of the two people: "Is there an exhibition at the Holy Cross Church today? ?”

Santa Croce is the largest Franciscan church in Florence. It was designed and built in the [-]th century. It is said that it was built by St. The Church of the Virgin Mary sang the opposite, but it was not initially built and opened until decades ago.There are sixteen smaller chapels on both sides of the main chapel in the church, all of which are family chapels funded by the noble families of Florence. In each chapel, there are frescoes carefully drawn by Giotto and his students.

In addition to some ecclesiastical events, Holy Cross Church also hosts some art exhibitions.The art exhibition of Verrocchio was held more than ten years ago. Lorenzo Medici and Uberto, the standard-bearer of justice at that time, also attended this exhibition. That is, in this exhibition, Audito The second son of the Ray family, Ezio, who survived the disaster, wore a white cloak and assassinated Uberto in the courtyard of the Holy Cross Church where people were coming and going.

"This art exhibition was proposed by Mr. Medici." Arturo smiled brightly when he mentioned the Medici family, as if all the sunshine in Florence that was blocked by dark clouds today fell on his cheeks , "You know, Botticelli has always been sponsored by the Medici family. He was employed by the Medici family and painted many excellent works, but these works are collected in the major villas of the Medici family. Little Medici felt that Botticelli’s paintings should be seen by more people, so he decided to take out the family’s collection and put it on display for a day in the Pazzi Chapel on the south side of the Holy Cross Church.”

Sirio jokingly said: "I heard that you admire Botticelli so much. Could it be that you have forgotten Monica who would not have married without Botticelli?"

"Although I still care about it, I realized that Mr. Botticelli is indeed very powerful during the process of learning painting." Arturo said confidently, "As a painting lover, I naturally respect him very much."

After joking back and forth, the two exchanged winks at each other, and then asked Qiao Ya, "Miss Qiao Ya, are you interested?"

Qiao Ya took a look at the sky. Looking from the atrium, there was a thick cloud. Going out in this kind of weather was just what she wanted. After coming here for so many days, the central market probably forgot about the blond girl flying over the walls, so she nodded. : "I'm a little interested."

Partly because of Botticelli's work, partly because of the location.

When Ricardo learned that Qiao Ya finally decided to go out for a stroll, he narrowed his eyes with a smile, rubbed his hands excitedly, and said, "Martina knows that Qiao Ya will be happy if you are willing to go out. Do you want me to take you there to meet other people?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Ya immediately took a step back, waved her hands, and said with a dry smile, "I'm just hanging out for a while, how can I bother you."

... She didn't want to be watched in Florence again because of her status as the illegitimate daughter of Mrs. Totti.

After being rejected, Ricardo turned around again, "Then there must be a lot of nobles attending this exhibition, do you want to dress up?...Why are you wearing your hair, let Lisa come and comb your hair, right? "

Qiao Ya took another step back: "No need, it's raining today, I'm cold, and I wear it well."

When she went out this time, whether it was hair accessories or clothes, she was completely different from the last time she visited the central market.She had always tied her hair in a beaded chain, but this time she let it loose like Lucrezia's, with a ribbon tied in between.

In any case, it must be different from the image of the central market when it was flying over the wall.

After Ricardo's idea of ​​grooming her well fell through, he could only sigh regretfully, and then said, "Alright then, be careful."

By the time Qiao Ya went out with the three servants, it was already approaching noon, and the light rain that had fallen all morning had stopped, leaving only layers of thick dark clouds in the sky, which seemed to be ready to go. Florence's The uneven stone road is full of deep and shallow puddles, and people can still see their own reflections on the water when they pass by.

The Church of Santa Croce is located in the San Marco district of Florence. From Totti's residence to the Church of Santa Croce, you have to pass the Vecchio Bridge, walk to the opposite bank, and then walk southeast along the Arno River for a long time.

Originally, Ricardo planned to go to the bank and take Qiaoya there along the way. His proposal made Qiaoya's forehead twitch slightly. She didn't want to ride the carriage painted with the Totti family crest in the crowd. I got off at Piazza Santa Croce, so I declined Ricardo’s proposal on the grounds that since I had already gone out, I would take a walk and have a look at the scenery of Florence, and stood at the door to see him off. A somewhat lost Ricardo, and a reluctant Marco who was taken by Ricardo to study banking.

It wasn't until Qiao Ya started to measure Florence with her feet that she realized that the journey was still a bit far away. Fortunately, the three young men from Totti's family were talking around Qiao Ya along the way. Every sentence can make Qiao Ya laugh, which makes her feel that such a long journey is not boring.

When the four of them walked slowly to the Holy Cross Square, although the weather was cool, everyone had a little sweat on their foreheads.

The Basilica of Santa Croce is a very rare Gothic building in Florence today. In front of the white main entrance, there is a huge rectangular square called Piazza Santa Croce.

The Holy Cross Square in front of the Holy Cross Church is crowded with people. In addition to the Franciscan priests in cassocks standing in various corners of the square and preaching among the crowd, there are also some gorgeously dressed upper-class people in groups. Pass the square and walk towards the church on the east side, and even in the alleyway leading to the Pazzi Chapel from the square, there are three or four brightly dressed prostitutes soliciting customers.

Unlike Gioya who pays attention to architecture and humanistic customs, the three young men in Totti's family all observe celebrities in nearby cities, and pull Gioia's sleeve from time to time, saying, "This is from the Baroncelli family" and "That's the former justice." Standard-bearer", "This is the lady of the Peruzzi family".

When she reached the entrance of the Pazzi Chapel, Qiao Ya read all the noble members of Florence, but unlike her photographic memory when reading books, her memory of faces has always been vague, so that these noble members of the noble Florentine nobility, she Remembered none.

When she stepped between the colonnades of the courtyard of the Pazzi Chapel, she heard Lisa exclaim in a deliberately lowered voice: "Miss, look! That's Mr. Medici... Oh my God! Voltu Mr. Li! That’s Mr. Volturi!” At the end of the sentence, he had forgotten to lower his voice, which attracted the attention of several people who were talking about today’s artists.

The surname Volturi, Qiao Ya heard Lisa and Sirio talk about it the day she came to Florence, seems to be the dream object of all the young girls in Florence at this stage.Hearing Lisa's unconcealable excited voice, she also became a little curious about this popular lover, so she looked in the direction Lisa pointed.

Across the courtyard of the Pazzi Chapel, the ancient Roman-style outer colonnades erected on the opposite side are like a slightly tough screen, blocking the slow-moving crowd in the colonnade, people coming and going, and strange faces .However, the two young men standing beside a colonnade seemed to be shining in the midst of the hustle and bustle, making them more conspicuous among the crowd.

One of them was a little shorter, with black hair and black eyes, and gorgeously dressed. He was leaning over and talking to a middle-aged man who was slightly fatter.And beside him, stood a tall blond young man. He was not like other nobles who wanted to hang the rarest fabrics and the most precious gems on his body. In addition to being angry, it is a little more chic and casual.

He was listening to the conversation between the black-haired young man and the middle-aged man, his brows were slightly frowned, a little impatient.And at this moment, he seemed to sense that someone was looking at him from the opposite side, so he turned his head slightly, and those slightly hostile dark brown eyes with ruby ​​rays collided with Qiao Ya's gaze. Together.

It was an embarrassing thing in the world to peek and be discovered again, but Qiao Ya didn't look away immediately. To be precise, she was so surprised that she forgot to cover it up.

Although the dress had changed, she recognized him almost immediately.

That was, the vampire hunter who saved her life that day.