[Tutor] I'm really just a weak dodder flower

The night before my birthday, Prynne called to say he had bought me a new dress and jewelry.

"Something has already been sent to you," the leader of Milfiore dragged his voice, his enunciation was not very clear, I think he should be chewing cotton candy, "Cecilia said before that she wanted to see Little Youni, right, although Little Youni can't come, but I will bring other people to celebrate Cecilia's birthday!"

I twitched the corner of my mouth: "You really know how to please girls."

"But I don't think you're happy at all," Bai Lan said, "Is there something I didn't do well?"

"Nowhere."

The voice on the other end of the phone became quieter, followed by the faint sound of the mouse operating.The young man's unrepressed voice came to my ears without any hindrance: "It's strange, the guide clearly said that you will be happy... Fortunately, I also specially selected a female protagonist who is the same type of galgame as Cecilia. ..."

I:"……"

Did I hear something incredible just now? !

In order to prevent Bai Lan from being surprised, I hung up the phone without hesitation.The skirt and jewelry that Bai Lan said happened to be delivered, and the logistics staff led me to the fitting room.He chose a red skirt, and the earrings and necklace were also bright red. Looking at myself from the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the fitting room, I actually had the illusion that I had returned to that year.

It would be nice if I could go back.I think.

The skirt fits perfectly and doesn't need temporary changes.

I walked out in high heels.The corridor is full of messy balloons and ribbons, and the sign with the words "Happy Birthday" in the frame is placed in the middle of the living room. At the entrance, there is an exquisite trolley with tea sets and unopened candies on it. .

Prynne seems to enjoy throwing parties.Even though I had rejected it many times, he still prepared so carefully with great interest, and even changed the style of the tablecloth to a new one.

A young woman in a white uniform appeared ghostly behind me.I ignored her and just picked a seat and sat down.

Bai Lan will arrange people around me, which is called protection in the euphemistic name, but it is actually surveillance.He seemed to be very afraid that I would make some small moves in private. Even if I couldn't go out alone, he didn't feel at ease at all.

From my brother to Bermuda to Bai Lan, these people always seem to like to look up to me, as if I can turn the environment around me upside down if I don't pay attention.

Why bother?I'm just a fancy vase.

I lit a cigarette and stuffed it into my mouth and took a deep drag.

Surrounded by the heavenly smell of candy and cream, I don’t like them very much, but Bai Lan wants to hold a party, even if I say I don’t like sugar and cakes, Bai Lan will just tell me with a smile, this is what I specially made Come to celebrate your birthday.

He always put on a "look, I respect you", but in fact, he never gave me the right to choose.

I thought of Liu Dao Mu again.

In fact, during the months when Bai Lan brought me back to Catania, I always thought of that person from time to time.I believed that Collom would bring the news that I was still waiting for him to save me to Liudaokuo, but even so, Liudaomu did not come.

Maybe he was stopped.

Or maybe, after he left the Avengers Prison, he felt that I was no longer useful, and there was no need to waste energy for me.

In fact, these are not very important. The important thing is that ? G Tian should not come to Catania to participate in tomorrow's party.Today's Vengley can't stand the toss anymore. I heard Bai Lan say that Reborn died, but Bai Lan didn't say how he died. All in all, once Reborn died, Vongola's combat effectiveness was compromised again.

The current G Tian didn't have the capital to confront Bai Lan.

Vengley can't fall down yet, and Kurom is still stubbornly clinging to the boat of ?gtian, unwilling to get off. Kurom is in Vengley, and Liu Daoku will naturally not leave ?gtian casually. .Their fate is tied to ?g Tian, ​​even if I don't want to see ?g Tian again, I have to find a way to protect those two people.

But I don't know what I should do.

What can i do?

Bai Lan imprisoned me here, and the news inside could not be sent out, and the information from outside could not be sent in.I am blind and deaf now, and the only thing I can do is to be a canary, praying in my heart that one day Bai Lan will show mercy and let me go.

What if? G Tian and the others lose?Maybe I will continue to be imprisoned by Bai Lan.

What Milfiore needs is an "orthodox heir" to Vongola, but he will not keep Vengola, so I am just a doll.

I took another deep drag on my cigarette.I wondered what Liudaokui was doing now.

He was probably helping ?g Tian plan how to kill Bai Lan somewhere, or he was already asleep.It's about one o'clock in the morning, Bai Lan is a night owl, and she called me at midnight to wish me a happy birthday, but I just couldn't sleep.

What about Collom?She'd better sleep, lack of sleep is a girl's lifelong enemy.

I took the cigarette out of my mouth, and while the watchers were not paying attention, I pressed the cigarette butt on the tablecloth hard. "I'm thirsty," I said. "Pour me a cup of black tea."

The other party looked at me suspiciously, and the other support staff had rested, so she could only go to the next door to pour tea according to my wishes.There are security guards on duty outside the left and right, and I can't sneak under the nose of the security guards anymore.

The sporadic heat from the cigarette butts scorched the tablecloth.The stench of burnt protein spread in the nose.

I got up from the table and went to another table to poke the brand new tablecloth with a cigarette butt.Thanks to the air dryer, the tablecloths burned very quickly, and when the logistics staff came back with black tea, the living room was half burned.

She was taken aback, and quickly dropped the teapot, trying to drag me out.I watched her approaching coldly, then raised my hand and gave her a hand knife.

The young woman fell limply to the ground.I squatted down and took off the ring that Milfiore uniformly provided for lower-level combatants from her hand. The style of the ring was fairly novel. I squinted my eyes for a while and then put it on my index finger.

The air started to get very hot.

The burning of the flame took away most of the oxygen in the living room, and I felt a little tired, so I leaned against the wall next to the woman's body and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling.This lamp was purchased by my father and mother when they got married. Because it had been burned once, the burnt color remained on the lampshade, and even the light was a bit dim.

I thought it went along with the fire, but I didn't expect Bailan to be able to rescue it.

The body gets hotter and hotter.I seemed to be choked by the smoke and couldn't help coughing loudly.

It seemed as if I had returned to the Christmas ball in my freshman year. The ballroom was brightly lit, and brightly dressed ladies walked into the dance floor one by one, holding the arms of gentlemen in suits and leather shoes.

At that time, I seemed to be dancing with Collom, so as not to dance one more song with Liudaokuo.

I suddenly feel a little regretful.

If I had known this day would come, I would definitely not reject Liu Dao Mu. In the end, I would just dance with him.

In the raging flames, the young man in the black dress bent down, and he stretched out his hand wrapped in a leather glove in front of me. I saw the family crest belonging to the senior members of the Vongola family pinned to his chest.His facial features are very beautiful, one red and one blue eyes are staring at me intently, as if I am the whole of his world.

"Beautiful Miss Marino, may I ask you to dance?"

I looked at him in a trance, unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Does the skirt Bai Lan gave me still fit?Is this dress suitable for dancing?Is it bad to dance in the fire?

However, when he caught sight of his right hand, all worries turned into self-deprecating.The ring pulled out from the woman's hand was burning in the raging fire, and the dazzling warm orange mixed with a little cool indigo was torn away by the surrounding intensely colored flames and disappeared.

I started laughing until tears came out.

The gentleman with heterochromatic eyes was still smiling and kept reaching out.

I may have laughed for a while, but finally stopped and put my right hand in the opponent's palm.

"With pleasure, my sir."

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