The villain's love literacy

Sylvia was a little startled, she subconsciously took half a step back.

It was what I did after I came here that made the later DIO have such a deep obsession with her. Even if it is illegal, must I take her back?

But now that Dior is just a 12 or 3-year-old kid, she never even thinks about it that much.

In the first life, she graduated from university and did not look for a job, but volunteered in kindergartens and schools in the community for a period of time. She subconsciously regarded Dior as a child who lacked care—in fact, it was true, if even she would stand on the sidelines , then he is too miserable, and it is completely impossible to predict what kind of person Dior will become in the future.

She can't be so sure that her presence will somehow change Dior itself, but she hopes to have at least some impact.

When he accepted her kindness, she had been genuinely happy and happy, but now when Dio looked at her with that look, she was instinctively afraid.

Should that be the look a teenager should have?

Or maybe he was born in a slum and learned about the ways of the world prematurely. Of course, she knew the difference between men and women when she was just in junior high school, but she definitely didn't think about it that much.

In fact, Sylvia shouldn't be overly sensitive to this, or even be aware of it, but it was only because DIO attacked her first in 1988 that she always thought about it.

Regardless of whether Dior's character has been formed now, she can only say that he is very good at disguising.

Dio always acted like a good boy around her, and Sylvia never even noticed what he was doing every day when he went out to work.

However, once you start to focus on him, you will find that he also has some bad habits, lying, cheating, fighting... Sometimes he will definitely get something he likes.

Sylvia had suddenly grown distant, Dio was keenly aware.

It was after they had physical contact on the first day that she began to occasionally avoid his gaze—of course, she still cared about him as before, and cared for him in every possible way.

But he just knew something was wrong.

He thought she was aware of it, so why not?He wanted her, one way or another, even now, he wanted her to stay with him.

Like God's favor, she came to her side.

Only he can see Sylvia, and no one else can notice, and she can only move around her. He is the only connection and medium between her and the world, as if she belongs to him alone. Is this some kind of compensation from fate for the background and life he hates?

"You really don't know when you're going to leave?"

It was still on the grass he liked, but this time the blond boy's eyes were a little more sinister.

Sylvia shook her head and lowered her eyes.

"Like I don't know why I'm here."

"Maybe this is fate."

He chuckled, Sylvia could already vaguely see some shadows of the future from the current Dior, but that passed away in a blink of an eye, and he showed a childish expression again, and she couldn't tell whether it was True or false.

"It would be nice if you could always be by my side."

The woman pondered for a moment, and said with some disapproval.

"No one can accompany anyone for a lifetime."

Just like her wandering journey, she has learned to treat all the people in other lives as tourists, they will spend a certain time with her temporarily, and then one day they will part.

Even DIO is the same, their time will not last long, and she always has to start the journey to the next stop.

"Okay, now."

Dio compromised, she always showed a pessimistic attitude of leaving at any time, and Sylvia was unwilling to mention it, but he was already curious about the future.

"Can I hug you?"

Sylvia hesitated, but finally agreed.

She couldn't say no, after the first start, if she started returning now it would be her "breaking the contract", she made it clear that it would make him feel better, but the bad boy had already learned to ask for favors from her.But she didn't do anything out of the ordinary, that is, a hug that can make people feel "warm", given that she has the temperature of a cold soul.

What she didn't see, however, was Dio's triumphant smile as he buried his head on her shoulder, as before.

He can always get everything he wants just right, whether it is other things or Sylvia, he will change his destiny and walk out of this land, and it is her appearance that makes him more sure of this. a little.

Recently he has been thinking about how to kill his father, he can't bear this kind of life for another day.

He didn't want to impress Sylvia anymore, a boy trying to grow up who was still being abused by his alcoholic father so that he couldn't hold his head up in front of her anyway - and her eyes made him Instinctively disgusted, she should look at him with other eyes, but only sympathy and pity.

But he can't let her know what he thinks in his heart, he is not a good person, never has been.

Sylvia doesn't need to know these things, he will always be a "good boy" in front of her.

The time has changed from the boy's light suit to the cold coat, but Sylvia is still wearing the same white nightdress as before. The appearance of her soul will not change, and her hair and nails will not even grow longer.

In just half a year, Dior has become taller than her.

Winter in London is also very cold, but too many factories make it impossible for the snow to hold. Many times, it melts as soon as it hits the ground, making it dirty and muddy, and it turns into thin ice in the middle of the night because of the cooling.

Even though Dio doesn't have many clothes and basically doesn't keep out the cold, he still likes to touch Sylvia, even if her embrace makes him colder.

He would picture that warmth in his mind, and he couldn't help but come home at night and lie in bed imagining what it would be like to be in the arms of the real Sylvia.

It is no longer cold and has no temperature, but as warm and soft as a bed, making people nostalgic and wanting to sleep peacefully in that warmth.

This was much longer than Sylvia herself expected. At first she thought it was just a few days, but she never expected that it would be half a year.

She even started to worry that she wouldn't be able to go back.

"What are you thinking about?"

It was not yet full light, and the boy had no choice but to set foot on the road to the city. The white breath he exhaled while speaking was also because of his too fast pace, which made the golden eyelashes covered with water mist.

Recently, she has been silent for more and more time, and he has begun to worry about Sylvia's state. In her soul state, she is in a daze every day except talking to him. If he is allowed to do this, he may go crazy soon.

But even so, there was still a voice in my heart screaming that she didn't want her to leave.

"No, nothing."

Her voice was softer than a snowflake falling on the ground, as if it was about to float away at any moment.

"I just lost my mind."

"Be a bit happier."

He felt his lips have become numb from the cold, but still raised an angle.

"It's almost Christmas."

He didn't believe in Jesus, and he would never celebrate Christmas, and the holidays that belonged to family reunions and celebrations would only make him more sick.

But when Sylvia came, it was different. He had a reason to invite her to come closer to the not-so-good house. If he was lucky, his father fell asleep from alcohol, and he could light a few candles as a celebration.

"it is good."

Sylvia nodded, the boy put his hands in his pockets, a scarf was tied around his neck, and his shoulders were huddled together in an attempt to preserve more heat, but he still looked taller than her in this posture.

When he was about to enter the factory, Dio stopped as usual, but what was strange was that this time he stood there looking at her, and then took a few steps closer.

Quickly, he placed a light kiss on her cheek.But the boy immediately pulled away and left, couldn't help the smirk that succeeded at the corner of his mouth, before Sylvia could reprimand him, he turned and slipped into the gate, leaving a sentence scattered in the cold air.

"See you tonight."

However, this time he couldn't wait for her. After it got dark again, he walked out of the gate, and there was no shadow of her under the tree where Sylvia was floating.

She is gone.

Sylvia took a sharp breath.Opening her eyes, she only remembered that Dior had "sneak attacked" herself. She was about to talk about him, but she couldn't make any sound.

The back of the blond boy walking into the building began to become blurred, as if someone was pulling her shoulders behind her to make her retreat. She couldn't hold back the strength, and the surrounding scenery began to move away quickly, and the houses and trees moved quickly, and then into darkness.

She was lying on a four-poster bed, the red drapery half-drawn, and a gold candlestick with three candles on the night table to the left.

After blinking her eyes a few times, she realized that this was DIO's bedroom. She walked away for several months and almost forgot about this room.

"You're back."

The voice suddenly sounded beside her, and Sylvia almost jumped up in fright. When she turned her head, she saw an adult male lying on her side, observing her expression with interest.

She noticed that it was an affirmative sentence.

DIO looked at her with eyes that were completely different from when he was a teenager, but now she finally realized it.

Of course, how could he tolerate such a proud man like DIO?

I have witnessed his most desolate time, and his stand-in messengers must not know that he had such a miserable childhood, but she not only experienced it personally, but also "cared" for him.

No wonder he always has that kind of destructive desire-when people grow up, they will always be dissatisfied with certain things they have done, and maybe he has been regretting them for 100 years.

And Sylvia sadly found out that DIO was right, her impression of him changed completely after that time, even now that he has grown up, that relatively young cheek and his fragility always It flashed before her eyes.

His past was fatal to him, and she couldn't forget it.

But once their identities are transformed into men and women, that wonderful experience will be between them - DIO can't do this, everything he does now makes the memories of the past tasteless.

There shouldn't be "this" relationship between them.