The villain's love literacy

The movers unloaded the last wave of furniture and cardboard boxes from the van, and it was all back from Sweden.Harold stood on the lawn that needed to be trimmed and thanked the workers: "Thanks for your hard work, all you need to do is put the furniture back in place. I can tidy up the things in the cartons myself."

It contained items that were very important to him.His wife's posthumous photos, as well as photos of his daughter "before she was alive"—but now they can only be regarded as old photos of the past. Who would have thought that Sylvia would come back eight years later?

From the first time I found Mr. Bucciarati, to the fact that he has not heard from him for several years, he has actually given up hope, but he has been deceiving himself and refuses to let go of his obsession.

Now I have finally returned to Naples, Italy, and the previous university agreed with him to come back and continue teaching—the college was very sorry when he left. His family has always taught in this university, and his wife from Japan also met in the language school. In love, Harold couldn't take it anymore when his daughter died, and planned to forget everything and start over in another country.

Time seems to have slipped away for eight years, and his Sissy is still the same as when he left. Harold knew that something he couldn't understand must have happened, but he didn't care. There is nothing more important than Sissy's return Woolen cloth?He went back to his previous job again, and nothing seemed to have changed except that his hair had turned gray.

Oh, still some things have changed.

Cici should be single now.The boyfriend she dated before... He was very dissatisfied, not to mention how much older he was than Sylvia, as a university professor, he couldn't accept the fact that he didn't have a stable job. Luo's men don't seem to be short of money, who knows where the money came from?

But he is not such a conservative father, and he can only give his own suggestions on who his daughter associates with. The reason why he didn't stop him was because Sissy seemed really happy and had a good life at that time.I think he attributed the reason for Sissy's disappearance to Diablo at that time, maybe it was a long-standing prejudice.

Harold sighed, knelt down and held the last cardboard box in his arms, and glanced at the desperate lawn.Eight years later, weeds are overgrown here, and some places are almost half the height of a person. It is also because the neighbors knew about his situation that year that they did not put forward their opinions to the community.Now that he is back, he plans to start a new life and continue to live a good life. He should also start with tidying up the house, starting with the lawn, but this is not an easy job.

"Hey, Dad."

Harold stopped when he was about to close the door with difficulty, and looked towards the place where the sound came from. Sylvia was dragging a small suitcase and standing on the gravel road looking at her.The young blond woman walked quickly to the door, the wheels of the suitcase rattling on the gravel.

She took the cardboard box from Harold: "I'll help you get this, Dad, please pull the suitcase in."

All this is like going back to the past, his Sissy has never left.

Ignoring the moisture in his eyes, the middle-aged man with blond hair mixed with white hair smiled: "Why did you come back suddenly? I thought you would stay in Japan longer."

"Ah, this..." Sylvia said vaguely, without giving any reason for a long time, she piled the box she was carrying on the pile of boxes on the ground, and patted the dust on her hands.

"Encountered something unhappy?" Harold raised his eyebrows, trying to read more information from his daughter's expression. She looked really happy before leaving. "Need to talk?"

"No... It's not really important. I plan to go there again in a while." She didn't intend to tell her father about those complicated things, so as not to worry about her again.

She left in a hurry this time because she didn't want to face and deal with those troublesome things at all. She didn't even wait for Giorno and Bucciarati, and went back to Naples first.

But thinking about it carefully, she should have gone to see Miss Zhu Shi. At that time, she received a lot of care, but she never had time to thank her properly.Now that everyone has reincarnated, Ms. Tsuyoshi should be there, maybe she will be a teacher at the school Tanjiro Kamado studied with everyone!

Waiting for the turmoil to pass temporarily before going to Japan can really relax.

"You can visit your mother's hometown, which is also a famous hot spring town, Hakone. There are relatives there." Hearing what her father said, Sylvia nodded, but before that, she should deal with the need to continue living in Naples matter.

"Of course, I will go. So, this place has basically remained the same?" She looked around, except that some places were empty, it was basically the same as before she left, and the things she brought back from Sweden were not too many, they were all electrical appliances. The rest of the furniture was sold at the local second-hand market.

"I left in a hurry." Harold smiled, not intending to explain too much to his daughter about the situation at the time.

Sylvia had no choice but to skip this topic that neither of them wanted to mention again, shrugged, and looked at the wooden stairs leading to the second floor: "Can I live in my previous room?"

The man was squatting down to tear off the tape on a cardboard box, and he was surprised when he heard this: "I thought you would find another place to live - of course you can live here, I mean, you used to like to run out. "

run outside?She just chose a boarding house when she was in college, and went to Diablo's place after graduation.However, it is very common to live with a boyfriend in Italy. Maybe it was because his father didn't like him at that time, so he found it difficult to accept?

"Okay," she looked away and coughed, leaning against the bar in the open kitchen, "now I want to come back."

"You are always welcome." Harold took things out of the box one by one, mostly small ornaments and office supplies. Go to society instead of living with me, a lifeless old man."

Sylvia chuckled: "You are not yet 50 years old, don't say you are old."

"So, what do you plan to do next? Continue to study? Or find a new job? Life is always on the right track." Harold put the thick baking gloves on the oven, opened the refrigerator door and took a look, The inside was clean, "It seems that we need a big purchase."

She never thought about it.

Traveling to those strange worlds, I really don't think I have a serious work life a few times. Either the time is not suitable or there is no opportunity to study or work.

Before time-traveling, she just went to the community as a service volunteer to pass the time after graduation. She didn’t have a formal job. She just went shopping with friends and drank afternoon tea every day. Don't worry about it.But after going through so much, she realized that women can only rely on themselves.

Seeing his daughter bowing her head and thinking silently, Harold comforted her: "If you have no ideas, you can continue your studies. I can write you a letter of recommendation, but the entrance test can only be up to you."

After thinking for a while, Sylvia finally nodded slightly: "Okay, I will try."

She helped to open the other boxes one by one, and by the way put back some things inside that obviously knew where they were.The house should have been cleaned by a housekeeping company before coming here, otherwise there would be no dust at all.

Seeing that his daughter didn't intend to make any more plans, Harold hesitated for a moment, and decided that he should bring up the matter: "Cissy, you should go out and communicate with other people, and get in touch with your peers more."

After all, she was his biological daughter, even if she tried her best to hide her negative attitude of avoiding the world, she couldn't hide from her father's eyes.

Sylvia gave a vague "hmm" a few times, and hummed, she didn't want to talk more about this matter.

Would she wish to avoid those plague gods or get in touch with all kinds of strange people, would she take the initiative to go out to find trouble?

"I think the two young people who sent you to Sweden last time are good." Harold recalled in his mind, and nodded with satisfaction.

Sylvia was completely confused now: "Huh?"

Is he talking about Giorno and Bucciarati?Although there were several other people who accompanied her, these two were the only ones who got out of the car and finally entered the house.

"That young man named Giorno is more similar to your age, right? Bugarati seems a bit old for you, but it's still a suitable age." After all, it's not uncommon for bigger ones, Harold He kept the second half of the sentence in his heart, and didn't bring this matter up to Sylvia.

"Ah?" Then she expressed her doubts even louder, "Wait, Dad, do you know what their identities are!?"

They are not ordinary young people!Even if you go out into the society and get in touch with your peers, you shouldn't have anything to do with the mafia, right?This is too deep into the society.

"I think I know." Harold smiled slyly and winked at Sylvia, "But that doesn't prevent them from being good men."

Mingming was still very dissatisfied with her association with social people in college at the time, but now that she is back, she starts to worry about such things again?She stumbled and wanted to explain: "But——"

"Respectable, too," went on Harold thoughtfully to himself, "and famous."

"No, no, dad, no matter how you think about it, it's not okay, absolutely not." How could she get in touch with the mafia?Once normal people know their identity, they will definitely stay away, right?

...Although I was dating the mafia boss before I knew it.

"Maybe they are interested in you too." Thinking that they sent their daughter back, Harold felt more and more satisfied.The Mafia is naturally different, and he has always known that "enthusiasm" is different.

"..." Sylvia was speechless, "You must be thinking too much, we don't know each other well at all."

Only met twice.

Giorno also bought a small detached villa for her and absolutely must not let her father know, otherwise there is no way to explain it.

What troubled her the most was that although her bank card was returned, a huge sum of money was charged into it—the kind that would make her spend the rest of her life no matter how much she spent, and she didn't remember her previous savings at all. How much is there, because Diablo also put a lot of money into it at that time.

Speaking of Diablo, Sylvia sighed with a headache.