I saved the world after jumping backwards

The stars slowly rising into the night sky bloomed, and the scattered light and light points lit up the lonely night sky. It is such a small star, but it burns itself so dazzlingly, just to leave behind the fleeting beauty. .

The light from the fireworks smeared on the young man's snow-white and glamorous face, he saw Giorno's gentle expression, he heard Gioruno's soft whispers, and he touched the soft heart that Giorno offered on his own initiative .

So hot.

Xue's heart was beating wildly, because he really felt it.

Giorno Giobana's feelings for Liao Xuebu.

It was so hot, like a firework burning itself.

So dazzling.

It was so obvious, so beautiful, that he could see through the hollowness of his own heart.

Is what I said to Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Akutagawa Gin because I can't lose him?What about the dependence on Oda Sakunosuke, does that mean I love him?Even if I always miss Osamu Dazai, even if I talk to Nakahara Naka...

He is just trying to please other people with equal and soft emotions.

Xue hopes that she can be loved by others like an obsession. Just one-sided love for appearance is not enough. He needs more burning and deep emotions. Only such emotions can drive himself to operate and he can keep alive. state, in order to...not be alone anymore.

From beginning to end, they were just fuel... There was no difference between me and Sariel, we were both emotionally exploitative, mean, crafty bastards.

Finally, Xue felt unspeakable sadness, or pain, and he couldn't accept all of this calmly. He, who had long understood the horror of loneliness, finally realized——

It's not okay to go on like this, as long as there is such a self that cannot respond to other people's emotions, he will always be lonely.

The man's deep and cold words echoed in his ears:

"Fetters, emotions, and ideals that are gradually taking root... Xue, you don't even know what you are looking for."

"But you want it all, but you are afraid of getting it all. You have the corresponding awareness of what you want to give up when you get it. If you lack one, I'm afraid that even if you have it, you will lose it very quickly."

"Xue, you are so boring like this, you are just a poor wretch who will get nothing in the end, so I want to abandon you."

"What Mr. Fyodor said at that time was right, I was such a despicable coward." Liao Xuebu said softly, his expression was too fragile, and Giorno's hot heart gradually cool down.

He smiled and looked up at him, but with tears in his eyes: "Mr. Giorno, your eyesight is so bad."

Giorno has always been good at observing words and emotions, so he naturally understood the subtext of the young man. The young mafia leader tried his best to raise the corners of his lips and wipe away his tears: "I think my vision is the best in the world."

Xuebu wanted to say something, but was stopped by Giorno, "You don't need to reply now, I don't want to do anything to embarrass you." He looked into the distance, and the fireworks had ended at some point, "I know, even if you don't lose that memory now, you won't accept my feelings."

He stretched out his hand to roll up the silver hair on the boy's temples, and gently stroked it, "It's more or less taking advantage of someone's danger to say this now, but I hope you can give me a chance."

"A chance to pursue you."

The silver-haired boy seemed unable to understand: "Even if I can't fall in love with others?"

And the young mafia leader said with a smile: "It's like teaching you how to dance, as long as it is something you want to know, I am willing to teach you slowly."

His eyes were so deceptive, so harmless and affectionate, Xuebu instinctively felt dangerous.

He glanced back and let go of the snow step in a gentlemanly manner. He really knew when to keep a distance. The silver-haired boy stepped back step by step until he leaned against someone.

The voice of Chuya Zhongyuan came from behind. His face was flushed, his handsome eyebrows were tightly knit together, and he looked at Qiaolunnuo with gritted teeth, his body was faintly covered by a red light film: "You bastard! , I have already said, you are not allowed to take action on the treasure of Mafia in the port, right?"

Seeing the scene just now, Zhong Yuanzhong could only feel the anger burning, his head was almost a mess, and he just wanted to punch this guy who wanted to monopolize the snow.

Giorno replied bluntly: "I'm very sorry Mr. Nakahara, I can't do it, because the snow steps are also my treasure."

His understatement is more like a provocation, and he also used the name of the organization as if expressing his ownership. This remark is enough to make Zhongyuan, who is originally lacking in sanity, have blue veins on his forehead. He can't wait for this At this moment, the cooperation with "Passion" is completely terminated.

But standing here, he not only represents the Central Plains Chuya, he also represents the face of the port Mafia.

With a sullen face, he looked at the young mafia leader with cold eyes, and walked towards the exit with snow steps.

With Giorno's acquiescence, no one stopped them, Buccarati frowned, looking at this scene as if disapproving.Mista just kept pouring alcohol to stop Chufa boy, and he was also a little drunk at this time. When he saw Giorno kissing the silver-haired boy just now, he couldn't help whistling, but now recalling When I got up, I was somewhat uncomfortable.

"Gioruno, this guy is really fast, he really is young and impatient." There seemed to be a strange emotion hidden in his tone that he hadn't noticed.

Fuge looked at Naranja, who was completely stunned, and couldn't help sighing, "Gioruno didn't forget that Trish is almost here, right?" He recalled that Trish got angry.

Fugo: ...

Fuge: I don't want to be beaten into a slime by "SpiceGirl" anymore (smile.jpg)

The two people on the other side have already walked out of the venue, and they are walking on the street,

The boy Chu Fa was still angry, cursing and defending Xuebu: "That hateful and arrogant brat, he likes to put on a show just like Dazai's mackerel, if this is not performing a mission, I must beat him into the ground .”

He pulled Xuebu, the temperature in his hands was very hot, and there was a mellow aftertaste on his body, Xuebu could still hear the sound of his teeth grinding, "I knew that guy had no good intentions!"

"Mr. Zhongye." Xuebu stopped, and he saw Chufa boy turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

The silver-haired boy turned his head slightly, and for some reason, Zhong also felt that his temperament had changed. The boy's own gentle temperament dissipated at some point, and those dark blue pupils, like jewels, faintly glowed with dark blue, as if he had disappeared from the depths. bottom sea water.

Xuebu looked at him and asked, "Are you angry with me, Mr. Nakaya?"

"Of course!" Zhong Ye nodded as a matter of course, recalling the scene at that time, he gritted his teeth angrily: "This bastard! He, he dared to belittle you in public!"

Xuebu looked at him silently, if Zhongyuan Zhongyuan hadn't been there just now, he might have just fallen under the capture of Giorno.

Fortunately, he has not forgotten why he came here.

"Mr. Chuya, can I ask you something?"

The silver-haired boy looked at him, the cold wind blew through his hair, and at the same time woke up the slightly drunk Zhong Yuanzhong, he saw the ups and downs in the boy's eyes.

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21:39

A taxi stopped in the neighborhood with flashing neon lights. After the door was opened, two teenagers got out of the car. They were dressed a bit formally, and they looked out of place in this nightclub for people to indulge themselves.

Zhongya and Xuebu came to an entertainment district some distance away from the urban area. There are not a few people doing skin and meat business in this kind of place. When they saw them, they started to shine like they had been taken advantage of, but they were quickly dismissed. Chu Fa's youthful aura was too frightened to take a step forward.

I don't know when it started, the positions of the two were reversed, Xuebu walked in front, and led Zhongye into a small alley, the latter slowly frowned, paying more vigilant attention to the surrounding movements Someone has been watching them in the dark since the beginning.

Xuebu walked forward according to his intuition, until he came to a bar, and the blue neon signboard read "Bastet" impressively.

"Bar?" Zhong also looked at the signboard suspiciously, and he looked sideways at Xuebu who was walking in front, "Is this the place you want to come to?"

"Yes." Snow nodded, he pulled off the dark blue tie tied around his collar, and loosened the collar of his shirt, revealing the boy's snow-white neck and a black choker on it, "Let's go in .”

Zhongyuan Zhong also followed the other party into the interior in a daze. The style of the bar is unexpectedly retro, and the atmosphere is also very quiet and comfortable. The warm lights dimly fill the place, there are some dark paintings on the walls, and the jukebox Quietly leaning against the wall, a slow-paced song was playing inside.

The bar was still open, and when they saw two guys in weird clothes, the thugs hired by the bar immediately came to the door.

"This is not the place for you brats." The man with brow studs and nose ring came over viciously. He intentionally or unintentionally exposed his muscular arms, and even deliberately looked down at the two of them, "Do you know where the place is?" Where is it? Obediently go home and drink milk, young masters!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed into the sofa like a gust of wind.

For a moment, all the people in the bar looked at the two of them with vigilant eyes.

"Who are you calling brat? Do you want to call it again!" Zhong Yuanzhong broke his joints in displeasure, and now all the losses he suffered at the hands of Giorno were now vented on this little bastard.

Xuebu grabbed his arm and whispered, "Mr. Chuya, let me handle it."

"Oh, oh, okay." Zhong Ye's arrogance that was still high just now extinguished in an instant, and he nodded in a daze.

The silver-haired boy let go of him and came to the bar. The bartender was a middle-aged man missing a leg. He had a long scar on his face, which looked very scary: "Code name."

"Sariel." Xuebu looked at him without hesitation, "I am Sariel."

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