[tutor] life

The streets of Sicily are not as peaceful as they appear, and the war affects everyone.

Because of the war, I returned to my hometown with my mother and cousin at a young age.G, whom we had known since childhood, was also fleeing with us. Fortunately, we did not lose anyone during the relocation.

There is a huge contradiction between nobles and commoners.It was the oppression of the nobles that led to the resistance of the common people, and the war broke out.

Although life in Sicily is not very optimistic, I still have hope.Peace will come, and no matter how long it takes, we must persevere.

It was at this time that I met my like-minded friend Simon Cozatto.

Cozart is a man with ideas, and I agree with his proposal to establish the Self-Defense Forces.If the military and the government cannot protect us, it is up to us to take up arms and protect ourselves.

Although Cozart himself wasn't involved, G and I were already planning it.

In my impression, Sicily is a warm and beautiful place. Although there are turmoil and darkness, it is much better than the north.

When the establishment of the Self-Defense Forces entered a stable process, it also received the support of the people.We defend each other.

I think maybe it's not difficult to settle down.

On that day, a certain organization from next door came to plunder our territory—it should be said that it was triggered by the fact that Uncle Ruot didn’t want to sell the goods to others for only a dollar.

Those unreasonable people beat Uncle Luault seriously. At that time, we didn't know about it, and we were not around. No one dared to stand up against them. Everyone was terrified, so they could only cover and let Jimmy, the fastest runner, come Tip us off.

G and others were called by me to deal with other matters, so I went alone to find out the situation.

Finally solved the problem in a small alley.

Maybe it's a matter of age. In the face of such a large group of men who are close to adulthood, although I held on, I was short of the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Exhausted, I was still thinking about how to ask for help—although I chose this place myself and I guided them here, but I was still a little too confident—suddenly I saw a person standing in front of me.

It's a strange woman.

How did you come here?

But my intuition tells me that she is not a bad person.

I decided to give credit and asked her for help.

"You..." At that time, I was full of expectations, hoping that she would not be scared away by me.

Probably because my voice was too low, she stood not far away and looked at me for a while, and planned to leave before approaching me.

"Please wait a moment." I raised my voice, but the woman paused and then walked again. Did she not want to cause trouble?But that's not okay, after all, I don't know when the next person will appear, and maybe it won't make my intuition a good person.

So I became anxious: "Please wait a moment...! Miss...!"

She finally turned her head, and she just turned her head. The blood on her face blocked my sight, so I couldn't observe her face and expression well, but she seemed a little surprised by her voice: "You are talking to me ?"

"Here...you are the only one, miss." I looked up helplessly, she seemed to have not figured out the situation yet.

Immediately, I said my request: "Sorry...Although I want to say that you shouldn't come to this place, but in my situation...can you please help me?"

She approached me and asked, "How do you know I'm not a bad person?"

I blinked and honestly said why: "Intuition."

She knelt down in front of me, giving me a close look at her face, but I didn't move, just waiting to see what she would do.She had no fear or resistance to my appearance, first she slowly stretched out her hand and touched my sleeve.Then set me up and propped me up off the ground.

The blood on my body was still wet, and it rubbed against her clothes, she didn't seem to care much, and let me lean on her.

"I'm sorry, I made your clothes dirty." I said, and tried my best to adjust my posture, thinking about not letting my body touch the other person too much and causing disgust, after all, she is a girl.

She interrupted me just as I was about to give advice on clothes.

She said: "Don't move around, gentlemanly demeanor is not what you should show at this time, sir."

So I shut up, and after walking two steps, she suddenly stopped for some reason, I just wanted to turn my head, but found that if I turned this distance, my mouth would rub her face, and the result could only be embarrassment He moved his head a little bit, sighed in his heart that luckily the other party didn't notice, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

She didn't speak, and supported me to go out again.Seeing that she didn't intend to answer, I couldn't continue asking.

When I walked slowly to a place where the sun could shine, she stopped, and then took my arm off her shoulder very steadily and quickly.

She supported me: "I'll take you two more steps, and then you can ask other people on the street for help, sir."

Hearing her say that, I was even more confused: "Wait...?!"

She helped me lean against the wall on the side of the street, and the eyes of passers-by looked over.

"Good luck, sir." She put her hand down and took a step back, then waved her hand up at me and left with a smile.

Then of course I sought help from the people on the street, and at any rate I knew quite a few people in Sicily, and the inhabitants were very warm to me and concerned about what had happened to me.That woman has stuck in my mind ever since.

why?

Because she is so weird.

Why does it appear in that kind of place?Why am I so indifferent when I see that look?Under normal circumstances, it shouldn't be so indifferent.And she helped me, and she didn't feel like an indifferent person.But why only half of it?Because not a local?She has an oriental face.

Too many questions.Although I don't doubt her anything, but I will always think of this memory.

The amazing thing is that I thought that meeting was a rare accident, and I saw her again.

She sat alone by the fountain in the central square, surrounded by a flock of pigeons, as if completely undisturbed by other things.

I was hesitant at first, she didn't look like she wanted to pay attention to others.

In fact, G and I also talked about the experience that day. He didn't judge too much, but just asked me to judge for myself. If the woman was really "accidental", I don't need to pay too much attention to it.

I saw her in the central square more than once, but when I mentioned it to G casually, he told me that he didn't see any oriental women when he passed the central square.So he asked me if I was thinking about it because I wanted to find the lady who saved me and repay my debt of gratitude.

"You always attach great importance to this kind of thing. Do you want to help pay attention? If she is from the East, and if she still stays in Sicily, it should be easy to find." G said.

But I turned him down.

I chose to go up and talk to myself.

She is indeed quite strange, and my impression of her has not changed at all.

I know her name.

I'm curious, what kind of person is Don?

Keeping this curiosity, I naturally increased the number of conversations.At first her attitude seemed a little helpless, why helpless?Originally, she didn't want to have too much contact with me, but I was so thick-skinned, she didn't refuse.

I often come to the central square, sit beside Tang and chat with her.People passing by would greet me warmly, but they all ignored her in unison.

At one point I thought Don was my hysteria.I know that under the circumstances that day, hallucinations are not surprising, which can explain why a frail-looking woman appeared strangely in a deep alley, and stretched out her arms to a strange man covered in blood indifferently. help.

But if it is a hallucination, my hallucination is too strange.

Fortunately, G overturned my guess.

G can also see Don.

I offered her an invitation to come to Vengley, but she agreed after hesitation.

I think I should thank G, if not for his appearance at that time, she might have rejected me.

When we came to Vengley, the three of us sat down, and Tang told us an incredible thing.

So there are "ghosts" in this world?

What a surprise.But that also explains what feels weird to me.

I trust my instincts, so it's easy to accept this fact. G was a little unbelievable, but he also believed it under our later experiments.

I introduced Tang to my good friends Kozart and Elena. In my eyes, Tang is a very amazing person. She can build a good relationship with everyone, but she can control herself within a "degree" range Inside - it's a bit difficult to explain, but it's good to get a sense of it.

Elena liked Don very much. She often asked him questions that seemed to me to be out of date, and Don's answers often satisfied her.It made me very curious about Tang's life.

After establishing contact, she often wandered around Pengo Lie, and would go out for a stroll from time to time.Don can always see problems we don't.

After Pengo Lie grew stronger and stronger, I fell into confusion.It seems that Pengelie is no longer our original Pengelie.I will tell my confusion to three people, one is G, one is Cozart, and one is Don—oh, so it should be said "two people and one ghost".

But the person I go to most often is actually Don.I was a little surprised myself when I realized this.

Is it because only through me can she contact the world of "life"?Am I the only one special to her in my subconscious mind?

I do not know.

I originally let the development of Vengley go with the flow, because it carried our wishes, but later Vengley has developed from the original "Self-Defense Force" to "Mafia". I don't know if I need to stop, but The answer is self-evident - I have no way to stop.

"Force" is a great trait of ours, even more so after adding my other Guardians.In fact, I would rather treat them as my friends.

Don also gets along very well among my Guardians. She once commented to me that "they are all very good people", and I think so in my heart.

When Vengley was facing a transformation, I went to talk to Tang, and I asked her what she thought, but she said I had to rely on my own thinking.

"You can do whatever you want. The nature of people will not change, and it is difficult to change your thoughts. You ask me, and the answer you get is my answer, not yours. Isn't your purpose for Looking for your own answers? This will backfire."

So I decided to follow her advice and follow my own.

"But there are some things that need to be paid attention to. Vongola's power must have formed an obstacle in other families. If you want to act through a peaceful policy, you must also "deter" others. She added, "This is just my suggestion. After all, we need to protect our members. Any sacrifice is not what you want to see, right, Giotto?" "

What Tang said is very reasonable, my own vision will be relatively narrow, and there are many things she said that I really did not notice.

She said no one is perfect, not even me who is highly praised in her eyes.I was very embarrassed by what she said.

So there are some things I choose to confess to my guardians and discuss with them a better way.

Of course, we will inevitably have disputes, and at this time, Elena, the only woman in Peng Gelie's leadership, played a mediating role.But usually at this time, Tang just listened idly, which also caused Elena to complain to her.

Sometimes I also go to chat with Cozart and listen to his thoughts.As I said before, he is a very thoughtful person, and his words often benefit me a lot.

Don stayed with us for a long time until that turning point happened.

That was my omission, but it was Don who turned the tide for me.Although she broke our original plan, she didn't regret what she did, and I didn't have the slightest complaint against her afterwards. I was even glad that she did that, so that I would not regret it for the rest of my life.

I was unaware of the process when it happened, and I only learned the truth after listening to my Mist Guardian Daemon's report.

It was about Elena, and Don went to find Damon before the action behind my back, and persuaded him to change his action plan—at Elena's expense.Dimon certainly wouldn't say no.Because if we don't, Elena may be gone forever.

So Damon did not hesitate to follow Tang's words. Although the result was different from what we had expected, the sacrifice was much less.

"Thank you, Don," I told her, "I almost made a big mistake."

"And yet you meddled in their executions," Damon interjected, "that's stupid kindness."

I could only smile apologetically, knowing that Elena's injury made him very angry.

Don didn't say a word, and finally she smiled and told me, "I'm almost leaving."

Everyone involved with her is complicated.

She lasted until Elena woke up.

She first expressed concern and sympathy, then talked and laughed with her as usual, and then showed Elena her transparent hand: "Eileen, I'm leaving."

Elena was stunned, she, like all of us, did not expect this ending.

"Speaking of which, I don't seem to have told you how I died, did I?" Tang tilted his head with a smile as if he didn't notice the change in the atmosphere.

Elena asked: "Does Tang still have memories of his life?"

"Of course, otherwise how would I know my name?" Tang asked back.

"Then...how did Don die?" I think Elena was as curious about the answer as I was.In the past, it was not appropriate to bring up this topic, but now Tang himself brought it up first.

"Die for my friends." Tang said, "I'm only 24 years old, but one good thing is that time will always stop at 24 years old, and it's good not to be old. It's a wonderful thing for women. .”

No one spoke, Tang continued, she reached out and stroked Elena's blond hair: "But I don't want Elena to be like me, separated from the one I love forever. You have to live, watching the war It's over, watch peace come. Please accept my blessings - I hope you can have a happy life with your love, walk side by side with your like-minded friends on the same road, watch your beloved Veng Lie, develop Be what you want to be."

She turned her head to look at me with a smile in her black eyes: "Giotto, and everyone, I am very happy to know you and to exist in this era. Although we cannot communicate with each other as human beings, in Maybe we will meet again in the future.”

"I'm really looking forward to—"

The sunlight reflected brightly on her black hair, and her figure gradually became transparent, as if melting into the warm light.

All my guardians and I quietly watched her farewell to Elena, and Cozat behind the door also left quietly after she left.

I suddenly remembered that at that moment, it seemed, that I had seen her for a full ten years.

There are two admired women in my life, one is like being blessed to spend a happy life with my beloved, and the other is always engraved in my memory after accompanying me and teaching me.

If we can really meet again in the future, then I am also looking forward to it.

The author has something to say:

This chapter is obviously the home of the first generation. The number of words this time can reach two chapters. I originally wanted to post it earlier, but I didn’t want to be so ecstasy in the middle, so I just coded it as a chapter. Good night, friends I'm going to sleep!

Ps: I still have 1 chapter and an epilogue in my plan, it's really almost over!Stop writing more and more! 【Control myself.jpg】