[Comprehensive] The heroine brings disaster to the country and the people

Different from G, Giotto likes sunflowers the most. He likes the way they bloom in the sun, and they are in large clumps, surrounded by golden warmth.

When he said this, his expression was very gentle, and his warm golden eyes were filled with the brightest sunshine, inclusive of everything, smudged with everything, that's how he can change the whole land and imbue it with his own brand.

—and the people who live in this land and fight for him.

Such a warm and tolerant person will hardly refuse anyone's request, especially under such circumstances.

That kind of situation refers to a cage that trapped them for six hours that I used blood and faith to cast as an undercover agent.

So, after being rehabilitated, when he said to me with a soft smile, "Let's try to date", I wasn't very surprised, but there was a little joy and heartache.

In fairness, Giotto is of course very competent as a boyfriend, and there is no one I have ever met who is more suitable than him.The tenderness traced by the fingertips on the lips, the warmth in the golden eyes like the sun in midsummer, the dreamy and elegant smile that faintly reveals, and the tight embrace that carefully blocks the wind and rain.However, I refused to look into his eyes. There was an erratic existence in his eyes. Whenever the two of them were quiet together, I saw that he would look at the setting sun obliquely coming in from the window, which was as bright as blood and sad.

It seems that there is a missing piece that can never be put back together, a certain emotion that no longer exists, and it is more blank than the cold air.I understand that he has always treated me like a younger sister, and his strategy progress has told me this. Although he seems gentle, he is very persistent in some things. Gentleness is just an illusion. In fact, his heart is Hard and powerful. ——After all, he is Vongola's Boss.Looking at his slightly sad golden eyes, I sighed softly.

Even if I try to keep my eyes open, I can't see our future.

I wanted to have a conversation with Giotto a long time ago, but he was always busy because of his responsibilities as a Boss. Later, when I finally got up the courage to interrupt his seemingly endless work, "Giotto, can you talk to me? ?”

His fingers holding the pen turned white, but he still didn't stop at all, and continued to quickly write a beautiful signature on the document, "What? Little Thorn."

"I think we should face up to some problems." I said hesitantly.

"... For example?" He put down his pen and rubbed his temples wearily, his face pale.

"I understand you're not really...I..." I stammered under his gaze.

"No, you don't understand." Giotto interrupted me with a smile in his eyes, and then he greeted me to his side and rubbed my hair with his hands, "Don't think about it, I will finish processing these documents." Take you out to play."

"No!" I said loudly, shaking my head, "I know you only did it because you couldn't bear to say no to me."

"Then what do you want me to do?" He seemed troubled by my insistence, and his tone was a little blunt, "Are you allowed to go on like that? How can I have such an attitude towards my companion."

companion.That's what he calls me.

Silence spread, and there was a suppressed sense of boredom in the air.

Probably... the strategy failed.I thought dully.

Giotto stood up and stretched out his hand to me, with uneasiness in his gentle eyes, "Sorry, little thorn, I'm not..."

"It's okay, Boss," I lowered my head and said softly, then quickly turned around and backed out.

The shadows in the setting sun are messy.

What I didn't see was that Giotto's hand was left in the air, trying to grab something, but he only held a bunch of setting sun in his palm.The expression in his eyes was still like the sun, but it was the setting sun.

For a long time after this, I consciously avoided Giotto, until I realized that the wrong G came to the door, I hesitated to express my thoughts, G frowned and took a deep breath of the cigarette, and it was me in the dark red pupils. Incomprehensible emotion.

"So what?" His words were indifferent and rigid, although they were rising interrogative sentences, they were almost turned into declarative sentences by that tone.

"...if only I knew what to do. Mr. G." I was a little angry.

He frowned deeper, and the indigo smoke lingered on his fingertips, leaving a faint trail. At this moment, he had a breath called melancholy, "You haven't considered it..." He said lightly, and stopped halfway. Down, the rare emotional exposure was also puppeted by indifference.Then he said "forget it" and turned to leave.

Still later, I heard that G and Giotto had a fight.

In the early morning of the next day, I found a bouquet of cosmos on my window, signed G, and its flower language was attached to the note, "pure and forever happy".I put cosmos on the cabinet.And the next day I received a large bunch of sunflowers.It was also early in the morning, and I was awakened by the fragrance of flowers. The first thing I saw was a large bunch of sunflowers placed in front of the windowsill. The dew in the morning, but I carefully put them away and inserted them into the vase.

I know it was given to me by Giotto.Maybe it was G's instruction, but the progress of the strategy has improved, so that's good.

To express my gratitude, I made a detour to Giotto's office. After opening the door, I found that he was not there, but I met G. From G's mouth, I learned that tonight there will be a dance party where Giotto resigns and Charlie formally takes over Vengley. Giotto is preparing it.I asked about G's dance partner, and he replied that he hadn't been invited yet.When he said this, he pinched out the cigarette in his hand a little uncomfortably, and then frowned, "Three, I..."

"Little Thorn." At this moment, Giotto's brisk voice came from behind, and I turned around with some joy, and saw him walking towards here quickly, his hair was a little messy, his collar was open, revealing a large area. white.

"Boss, you are..."

"Ah, it's nothing, I just played too much with Sivnora."

His words were still brisk, but from the way he looked I could fully understand that it wasn't just "overplaying".

"Finally no longer avoiding me? Little Thorn."

"what……"

Giotto stretched out his hand and pulled his shirt with a careless smile and pushed open the office door, looked back at me and G who were still standing there, his warm golden eyes flashed across Zhanran, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Come and make me a cup of tea, Little Thorn...and G, what's the matter?"

"Have you decided?" G didn't answer his question, but asked with a frown.

"What do you think?" Giotto paused while holding the doorknob, Giotto's expression was a little half-smile, "I'm not a child, G."

"Are you sure?" G's fiery red eyes were very deep.

"...I should have understood after all these years," Giotto simply tore off the shirt and threw it on the sofa, then opened the closet and randomly picked one to wear on his body, "It's you, G, it's not like you to be so hesitant. "

"I know, and you know that I've always liked..."

"Only not this time." Giotto's voice suddenly became low, as elegant and magnetic as a cello, "I don't deny that I'm an easily influenced person, but this relationship and my decision, throughout the past few years , it is not simply caused by the 'Holy Mother' you have been talking about, I understand this."

G was silent for a while, then said "I understand" lightly, then turned and left.

All right. Giotto is tough in front of G, G is giving up on me.Looks like he broke that thread too.Helping Giotto put on the coat with Vongola's coat of arms, and straightening his tie, his fingers flipped up and down nimbly, but he suddenly grabbed him.Then he looked at me in a daze and smiled.

"Want to know what me and G were talking about? My little girl."

"Ah..." I blushed quickly, "Boss..."

"Little Thorn is very cute, so cute that people can't help but want to bully him." Saying this, he pinched my face twice.

"Boss!" I shouted in shame and annoyance.Then I felt like I was going to throw up a little bit.Hello.I regret it, why have I kept pretending to be tender like this.

"Okay, okay." He ruffled my hair as if comforting a child, then pulled me to sit on the sofa, and began to chat about some recent events.

"Boss..."

"Call me Giotto."

His words were gentle but irresistible.

I raised my head and looked at him in surprise, and accidentally bumped into warm golden eyes.

"Aren't we in a relationship? Little Thorn, I have seriously mentioned it to you...or has I been so gentlemanly that you have forgotten that, Little Thorn?"

There was a gentle smile on his face, but there was a faint sense of danger.

"...Giotto," I stared blankly at him, "you don't know what I want..."

"Little Thorn..." He pulled me into his arms with some sighs, and whispered in my ear, "Fool, how would I know what you want if you don't tell me... If G didn't tell me, I might will always be wrong."

"Giotto?" His breath was on my neck, and there was a dangerous feeling of being invaded, and the shyness of that intimate contact made me uneasy and want to break free.

"You really don't like me like this..." His voice was muffled, and then he let go of me gently, with disappointment in his eyes.

"No... I'm just not used to it..."

"Demon has always treated you that way, or do you like Damon more... It's no wonder, after all, he is the one who has been with you." His voice was still gentle, but there was a hint of gloom.

"I..." I wanted to explain something but couldn't open my mouth. After all, everything happened to me and Master.

"Sure enough." He smiled lightly, with a hint of relief.Then he got up and patted my head, "If this is the case, tell me earlier, although I proposed it first, but don't force yourself like this."

"Giotto!" I subconsciously grabbed his hand and asked with a hint of eagerness, "Then, do you like me a little bit?"

Giotto paused, then said softly, "Well, I like you. It started during that showdown, exactly. And then..." I didn't hear what he said next, I just saw him His lips opened and closed, and his voice echoed in my ears like a dream.I just heard him say that he likes me.

At the same time, I saw that the progress of the strategy went up in a whoosh.

It turned out that he had to be forced like this.understood.

So I rushed up and bumped into his body, and then hugged him tightly, with the attitude of never letting go.Then, facing his surprised expression, I said what I should say most at this moment, "Giotto, I love you."

His body stiffened briefly, then he lowered his head and gave me a gentle smile, and then his kiss fell.

……

Then indescribable.

I silently gathered the clothes on my body, glanced at him, and said dryly, "I said Boss, have you been abstinent for a long time..."

Giotto blushed, "I just lost control of myself..."

"Speaking of which, Boss, you are so open-minded. It's daytime, and it's an office. You really..." I thought for a while, and carefully considered my words, "Scum like Master, well, I don't think Master can do that kind of thing." , so to a certain extent, Boss, you are worse than Master, no wonder he never beat you..."

Giotto blushed even more, he coughed dryly twice as if trying to cover up something, "...it was an accident."

"Well...forget it, anyway, I chose you in the end." I said, "Let Damon Arnold G and the others go aside."

"Wait... that's all for G and Damon, why is there Arnold?"

"Cough cough cough... please forgive me, Giotto."

"..." Giotto showed a face full of crap.

In the end, at the Vengley handover ball, Giotto announced his marriage to me, and then kissed me in front of everyone on the dance floor.Then Spedo floated in with a strange smile, claiming that he is my master and there is a saying in China that one day a teacher is a lifelong father, which means that in terms of seniority, he is Giotto's father-in-law.G, who was in a bad mood, rushed out and had a fight with him. The whole hall almost collapsed in half, and several guardians were also involved in the battle for no reason. Giotto with a tragic face and Sivnora with a gloomy face joined forces Stopped the riot, and at the same time proved to the Mafia community that the rumors of the feud between the two generations of Boss were groundless.

The author has something to say: The world of the first generation of tutors is over_(:з」∠)_