perfect traverser

That damned man!

Elena gritted her teeth fiercely and looked at the two men hugging each other not far away!

She was angry at first, and then Elena was surprised, could there be traversers in this world! !No, it's impossible. That person clearly told herself when she time traveled that she was the only time traveler in this world. Then, she looked viciously at the almost beautiful person in the distance in the sun, bit her lips tightly, and felt a little Unwilling, why?Shouldn't these people be infatuated with her?

Eileen grabbed the delicate flowers more and more vigorously, her figure was difficult to be seen in the flowers, and those petals that were being destroyed fell into the soil in a mess.

No one paid too much attention to the silent opening and silent death.

Elena looked at the dead flowers all over the ground, and suddenly raised a kind and innocent smile. If there is a threat, will everything go on as she thought as long as the threat is removed?

She looked at the person who was hugged by the golden-haired Giotto, and turned away gracefully and mercilessly, just like when she came, no one knew she had been here, except for those broken flowers.

"Giotto, I will accompany you all until I leave this world." Wan Zi stared at the blond young man in front of him, although it seemed that there was not much time left.

"Yeah." He knew Wan Zi didn't speak, but this sentence didn't give him any sense of security, but he didn't say anything. As long as this person stays in his sight, then he will Peace of mind? Giotto laughed a little at the thought, even if he could do it, the man in front of him wouldn't be able to bear it.

He wasn't asking about Wan Zi's ring anymore, he just quietly let go of Wan Zi, holding the hand that was a little thin for him, hiding all emotions in his eyes, Wan Zi looked at Giotto's calm eyes, and suddenly used another Only a free hand covered his uncomfortable chest, his body was getting worse and worse.

"Giotto, I want to take a break."

He had already noticed that Wanzi Giotto pursed his lips, didn't say anything, just obeyed Wanzi's words, and carefully helped Wanzi walk to his room.

After Wan Zi fell asleep, Giotto's expression was complicated, he hid the expression on his face, and he left quietly.

"D, there is something wrong with my brother's body." Giotto said, looking at D Spedo, who was smiling a bit inexplicably. He was really worried. Since Wan Zi handed over the ring to them, his face seemed to be getting paler and paler. Always look tired.

It's not that he hasn't asked the doctors to see him, but the answers given by those doctors are that Wan Zi is in good health.What the hell is going wrong.

D. Spedo did not answer Giotto's question. He suddenly laughed out loud. Under the dazzling sunlight, he lowered his eyes and said with unclear emotion in his eyes: "Tell me, it will be you or me who wins in the end." win?"

He never hid his true nature in front of Giotto from the very beginning, and he didn't willingly become Giotto's guardian from the very beginning. What's the reason?Perhaps it was because Wan Zi's silver eyes were full of himself when he looked at him, but later on, he really appreciated the kind-hearted person in front of him. He had to live, he was really suitable to be a leader, but , what does it matter?

His purpose has always been clear, so is his true nature really like this?Even he didn't know it, just like the fog-attributed ring Wan Zi gave him, it was inherently fickle and unpredictable, and the curvature of his mouth became more and more public. All are equally important.

So, he said that.In the end, is it Giotto or him who is with Wan Zi?

The original question went all the way, as if he knew that the blue-haired person in front of him would not answer his own question. Giotto looked away and did not answer D. Spedo's question that came suddenly. He looked out of the window Luo Que, who was somewhat noisy but somewhat cute, said in a flat tone: "I heard that you and Elena are engaged."

"Your information is really well-informed, should I praise it?" D. Spedo admitted in disguise, not caring whether others knew.

For the person who answered his question so simply, Giotto looked up at D·Spedo somewhat unexpectedly, his golden eyes seemed a little too warm in the sunlight.

"I thought you,,,,," seemed unable to find the right words, Giotto paused.

"Do you think I won't contact other people because of Wan Zi?" Laughing at Giotto's naivety, D. Spedo finished what he hadn't finished without politeness.

"I'm waiting for the day when you guys come to the wedding." D. Spedo, who didn't continue the conversation, looked at Giotto squarely and said calmly, "For me, I'm very interested in Wanzi, but Elena It's different, so I look forward to your appearance next month." After he finished speaking, he dropped everything and left to go back to the place he wanted to go, just like those birds returning home.

Giotto just quietly looked at the person walking farther and farther away. His figure finally disappeared around a corner. He retracted his gaze and looked at the bird who had left at some point. Giotto murmured in an unclear tone: "D ,You will regret this."

Obviously should be happy, Giotto frowned.

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"There is nothing wrong with my body." Wan Zi looked at the busy doctor beside him, and said a little impatiently.

"Brother, just take a look."

Seeing Giotto's serious gaze, Wan Zi stopped talking, and after the doctor had checked and left, Wan Zi said, "Where's D? Haven't seen him recently?" He remembered that D·Spedo and Giotto were inseparable. Not out of focus?

Someone who didn't realize it was because of him asked in surprise.

Giotto looked helplessly at the nervous person in front of him. It had been so many days, and now he thought of asking.

"D, I'm getting married soon."

Wan Zi was taken aback, shocked by the news, but he immediately reacted, and said a little lonely: "D is going to get married, the children have grown up, and I am old too." Although a little lonely, but still Happy for the kid he's been watching big.

"When?" Wan Zi asked, he had to prepare a gift early in order to reflect his intentions.

"No.16 next month." Giotto knew that Wan Zi's loneliness was only because D. Spedo didn't tell him, so he was a little happy, and his words were also slightly infected with joy.

"D is going to get married, so when will Giotto get married?" Thinking of the others, Wan Zi instantly felt that he shouldered a deep responsibility, so she held her chin and pondered.

"Brother is really", for Wanzi's words, Giotto, who was a little helpless and a little disappointed, looked at the pensive Wanzi and whispered, "If it were you, would you marry me?" The wind blows away, the speaker did not say it a second time, and the listener did not hear it.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the handsome blond young man looking at him intently. Wan Zi turned his head a little uncomfortable, thinking of the question just now, "You haven't answered me yet, when did you get married? After attending all seven weddings, even death is worth it."

Traveling all the way, none of the people he cared about was married, which is really a pity.

"Brother, I've already said it just now." Giotto stared at Wan Zi with deep golden eyes, he knew this would be the result, he was such a coward, he didn't even dare to say what was in his heart.

"Say it again." Wan Zi asked, it was a pity that he didn't hear clearly just now.

"Brother, do you really want to hear it?" Giotto changed his usual gentleness and asked Wan Zi with a domineering manner.

Wan Zi, who was taken aback by Giotto, was relieved, seeing the emotion that was about to surge out in the young man's eyes, his heart tightened, and he always felt that if he answered yes, there would be something he didn't want to know, Wan Zi shook his head , "Let's forget it." His words were full of fatigue and powerlessness.

Since when did things become like this? Giotto suppressed the sharp pain in his heart, he really hoped that Wan Zi could answer yes, but the final result was always unsatisfactory.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the emotions in his eyes were far away like the receding sea, and he could no longer see them.

The sky was as blue as ever, the breeze was still mild, and even the birds in the trees were singing tirelessly.

"Brother, lie down and rest for a while." Arranging the quilt for Wan Zi, looking at the person with closed eyes, Giotto left without saying a word.

He didn't see the complexity in Wan Zi's eyes that opened again at that moment behind him.

Since when did it become like this?

Wan Zi thought in a daze, but couldn't detect any clues.The blond young man always had a kind face, and his body always exuded a gentle aura. Wan Zi's head hurt a little, and he closed his eyes to cover up the emotion in his eyes.

Giotto thought, since when did he like this person whom he calls 'brother'?

Maybe it was because the moonlight was too gentle that day. He looked at the person who seemed to be integrated with the moonlight and thought it was too beautiful, so it was deeply imprinted in his heart. There was a warm and bright light, so he was like a drowning man holding onto the driftwood tightly and relentlessly.

He took a deep breath and looked at the air, with the gentle smile on his face, one day, one day, there will be a chance, he looked at the yellow bird flapping its wings and going away.

The elongated shadow behind him has been winding, as if walking towards Wan Zi's room.

Giotto thought, as long as Wan Zi stays in Pengo Lie, then he will have a chance.

He wasn't worried about D. Spedo, he lost the edge the moment he decided to marry.

The final winner? Giotto shook his head lightly. He never gambled, and he didn't want to be a so-called winner. He was just an unrequited love who had a crush on someone else.

So, D. Spedo, when will you regret it?When will you, who are blinded by the fleeting and fragile illusion, discover the truth you hold?

You'll quickly lose your eligibility, though.

The sun shines on Giotto without hesitation. From a distance, this man is as warm as the sun.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Wan Zi: I thought I would get married first.

The author [sighs]: How do people of different genders get married?

Giotto [with a charming smile]: He's right, brother, will you marry me?

As he spoke, he took out the ring he had prepared earlier.

D. Spedo [with blue eyes]: Brother, you are actually the one who married me.

Wan Zi who stayed away: OO

Author [with a swipe of the pen]: Wan Zi, marry them all, the position of general attack is yours.