Fierce Love: Dawn Mystery

Chapter52

snow.

A vast expanse of whiteness, descending in succession.

The cherry blossoms outside the house bloomed just in time, and the pink and white petals swirled in the cold wind, mixing with the snowflakes, making it impossible to distinguish each other in the chaos.

The figurative flowers and the half-melted snow covered his clothes. This is a snowy night cherry blossom that he has worked hard for a long time to bloom.

"I did what I promised you, An Ran."

In the monastery, it was lunch time again, An Ran was bored with a large spoon, and today it was his turn to serve the meal. The fragrant mushroom soup was steaming on the stove, and he scooped up the soup as he wished.

Give more to those who are pleasing to the eye, and less to those who are not pleasing to the eye.

While he can't determine the size of someone else's stomach, he can at least determine their likelihood of getting enough to eat.

A flaxen-haired big boy who just took the bowl from him looked at the soup bowl that was not half full, pointed at An Ran and then the pot cursingly, and then stretched out the bowl in front of him.

Even if you can't understand what he is saying, you can understand what the other person means is to add a little more.

This person is a well-known troublemaker in the monastery, and he is more troublesome than him. An Ran didn't like this freckled little ghost from the beginning, so she gave him so little on purpose.

But the bowl was lying in front of him like this, and the people behind didn't dare to rush to serve the soup in front of him, the line stopped suddenly, An Ran frowned, scooped up another spoonful of soup, and walked directly along the stainless steel bowl The edge of the bowl was poured into it, and the man let go of his hand immediately, covered the back of his hand and jumped.

Looking at An Ran viciously, she was about to rush over to teach him a lesson.

Wei Bo, who was serving food on the other side, rushed over immediately and stood in front of him.

An Ran pouted, this guy still likes to meddle in other people's business.

The flax boy didn't give up. He tried to push Webber away, but was unsuccessful. Weber stopped him with his arm and began to lecture him.

"The nuns are still worshiping. Today I am in charge of managing the dining order. Now you are affecting everyone's dining schedule." He is the oldest child here, and his precocious mind always makes people feel relieved to entrust him with all kinds of food. Things, but because of this, the flax boy looked even more unconvinced.

"What do you think you are, the product of whores and nobles' uncleanness, it's your fault that your father refused to take you back to Norway, what kind of arrogance are you playing here!"

Weber's expression turned completely cold, and the cotton shirt on his body seemed to have edges and corners. Although An Ran couldn't understand what these two people were talking about, it was the first time he saw Weber like that.

It was palpable that the troublemaker had annoyed him for the first time.

"Ah!" The flax boy wanted something and was scalded to tears by a spoonful of hot soup splashed on his face, An Ran jumped outside from the stove and punched him hard on the face with his fist.

Things happened so fast that even Weber just stared blankly at An Ran's sudden movement.

Afterwards, An Ran was put in confinement and lost the chance to have dinner again.

At night, Weber climbed up the stone steps and threw the bread and milk in through the small window above the door of the confinement room. An Ran was counting the sheep by belly, and was startled when she saw something falling down suddenly. Jump.

"Hey! An Ran, did you see what I threw in?" Wei Bo shouted in a low voice outside the door.

An Ran heard that it was his voice, and immediately reacted and took the package over, opened it, and found that it was still croissants and milk.

"Hey, hey! Why are these again." He said so, but he quickly took out the bread and started to eat while complaining. When he spoke again, his voice had become indistinct because of the food in his mouth, " Don't you listen to those women very much, why are you so bold to bring me food."

"How can you tell that I listen to them?" Wei Bo stood on the stone steps with his back against the wall, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard An Ran's vague words.

An Ran choked on eating too fast, and hastily took a sip of milk.

Wei Bo said lightly: "I just want to make myself feel better." Only by pretending to be considerate can these people feel at ease with themselves, isn't it?The kind-hearted businessman who popped up for no reason, the nun who pretended to adopt a child, thought he really couldn't see the surveillance and prying eyes in those eyes?

All the people in this monastery may be the eyes and ears of that person. He is pleased with his growth, but even more afraid of his growth. He must control him all the time so that he can sleep peacefully in Northern Europe.

"That's right." Wei Bo seemed to remember something, turned around and faced the door, as if he was looking at An Ran, "Do you want to know what Benjamin said to make me so angry?"

Benjamin was the linen boy's name.

An Ran thought for a while, put down the milk, and expressed her position in time: "This is what you want to say, I didn't ask."

"I understand." Weber leaned back against the door again, "I just want to talk to you."

An Ran moved a seat and sat under the window, the moonlight outside the window just scattered on top of his head, Wei Bo's soft voice slowly came from the other side of the door.

"My father, he is a Norwegian. Although the collateral nobles left by Northern Europe in the early years lost their former privileges, the dignity and glory left by the feudal family still forced them to abide by those ancient rules. The rigidity that came down made him very depressed for the first half of his life. Until a chance, he began to dream of becoming a traveler." When Weber said this, he looked up at the moonlight at midnight, and the half of the moon was hidden in the In the dark clouds, the brilliance suddenly dimmed.

"He has a good appearance and pedigree, and he behaves like a gentleman. He can sing an opera or dance a waltz when he feels like it. He is very popular with women. Even the princess of Morocco once fell in love with him."

An Ran heard Wei Bo laugh, but he didn't understand the meaning of the laughter.

"Then in the first year of his travels, he came to Japan, in April in Japan, just when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and he saw my mother standing there, wearing a plain kimono, with a few pieces when she bowed her head The cherry blossom petals fell into the open collar on the back of her elegant neck. At that moment, this Norwegian nobleman was completely conquered. He was used to seeing women in northern Europe who are as passionate as roses, and he was amazed by my mother's gentleness and tenderness. delicate and pretty."

"What are cherry blossoms?" An Ran had never seen them before.

Weber began to explain carefully: "A very weak flower, white or pink, will wither within seven days after blooming. When the flowers fall, they are like snowfall."

The gorgeousness like snow and fog seems to be right in front of you.

"It's like snowing." An Ran Nannan said, "What if it's snowing and flowers are falling at the same time? Could it be that you can't tell what is snow and what is a flower?"

"No." Wei Bo smiled, "Xueluo will melt on the body, but cherry blossoms will not."

"That's it." An Ran seemed to think it was very reasonable to say this, but she didn't realize that cherry blossoms bloom in spring, and no one would worry about how to distinguish the difference between cherry blossoms and snowflakes, "Then what happened later?"

"At the beginning, my father thought my mother would be a Japanese geisha, the mysterious and elegant oriental woman introduced in his travel guide, and he began to simply associate with her and fall in love with her, even though he later found out that my mother was actually a geisha. He was the female publicist of a high-end club, and he never flinched. Not long after, he ignored the opposition of those family elders and married my mother in Japan according to the ancient ritual."

This is what is called aristocrats and whores.

"Their married life has been very happy. After I was born, our family started a real travel life. Although my grandfather in Norway never recognized our mother and child, my father gave me all his father's love. .Until that year, my grandfather passed away, and my father was forced to go back to Norway alone.”

"And then he never came back, right?" An Ran could almost guess the clichéd plots that followed, but Weber's answer seemed to be more than limited to those.

"No, he came to pick us up. He asked me to go to Norway with my mother. My grandfather died, and the entire family property was in my father's name. He wanted to give my mother an official title, and let her name bear that Represents an honorable surname."

But what does that glorious to cold surname contain?

"At first I didn't understand why my mother refused to take me on the plane that day. She seemed to have expected something. She had a deeper understanding of the man who hugged her on the bed day and night than anyone else. In the end The plane carrying my mother crashed into the deep sea of ​​the Arctic Ocean. It was then that I realized that feelings can be used for playing, and sincerity can also be used as an excuse to kill people. There is nothing in this world that cannot be discarded. .”

"So, he left you in the United States, didn't come to you again, and completely erased your existence?"

"On the contrary, he has been watching me. His eyes and ears are everywhere in this monastery. I am his son and his only heir at present. He will not let me go until he has a second son. Two months later, he married the youngest daughter of the Gambino family in Italy. The Gambino family has been the core of the Mafia for generations. Now that they mainly rely on financial trade and smuggling to obtain money, he cannot give up this one. The perfect opportunity, so my mother was destined to be sacrificed."

"Nothing of value should be sacrificed."

He is still too young to understand the true meaning of sacrifice, and what can be sacrificed is often the most valuable thing.

"Anran, do you know? There is a spirit in Japan called a shikigami, which is transformed into an elf to protect the living. I always thought that Sakura was my mother's shikigami. She was not a prostitute, but why did those Nordic nobles Even after she died, she was still mentioned with such insulting words!" Weber beat the mottled wall behind him fiercely with his fist, the gray plaster was embedded in the lines of his joints, and his hands were dirty.

"Do you feel dirty?" An Ran suddenly stood up from the ground, the dim moonlight shone on his face, the small space of the confinement room finally made him feel depressed, "I feel dirty, I feel very unwilling to be insulted, That's because you haven't seen anything dirtier."

Ugly, dark, promiscuous, absurd, that unbearable secret was finally pulled away decisively. With just one glance, one can see the pain like suffocation, which sticks to the heart unexpectedly, destroying all hope.

"Do you know what kind of person my mother is? No, it may not be appropriate to call her like that. I don't even know which man she gave birth to, except for those few days in a month. , all kinds of men appear in her room almost every day. I hate the smell of cheap perfume on her body, and I hate the sound of her calling for bed every night. Only in the months when she was dying of AIDS , I just treat her as a normal woman. She told me to lock the room and get rid of the men who came to the door according to her words. I never knew that a person can make up so many lies. She played them Everyone loves her madly. But except for my son who was born by accident, no one knows that she is lying on that old bed, dying little by little."

"Soon all the money in the family was spent. When she was infected, she didn't even have the ability to go to the black clinic to get a shot of antibiotics. It's ridiculous that she died there in the weather in July and August, and the smell of corpses spread all over the place. It filled the whole room, but the drunken strangers around me didn't ask any questions. I endured all the indifference, wrapped her body covered in corpses with a blanket in the dark, and dragged her to the big river beside the bridge. .After the heavy rain, the river was very fast. I threw her down, and she disappeared after a while. The people in the red light district are all rats in the dark gutters. Occasionally a few died, and no one would care."

"Enron." Wei Bo's call was very soft, and he thought that the people inside were about to collapse.

But he responded to him with an unusually loud tone: "My mother is a real prostitute, a prostitute that even her son looks down on, she is dead, but I am still alive, even if no one cares about her life or death, I don't care." will forget."

At that time, this muddy night poppy exuded a faintly seductive sweetness, like a green fruit with a ghostly color, which completely aroused Weber's interest as an adventurer. people.The surprise at that moment haunted him like a nightmare for the next ten years, with nowhere to escape.

"An Ran, I will take you to see the cherry blossoms."

"You said it, don't go back on your word."

But he returned to Norway before he had time to honor the cherry blossoms of that tree. He needed an answer, and only his father could answer this answer.

The day before she left, An Ran came to him and begged him to stay with a tone she had never done before.

This monastery is so lonely, if he leaves, no one will understand him anymore.

But he refused, he thought the parting was only temporary, and An Ran would stay where he was and wait for him, and it was okay to come back to him after he had settled all the matters.

But his refusal made An Ran understand that Wei Bo, like everyone else, would not stay for him. It turned out that he was still alone in the vast world.

And then what?Later on, he became famous and wealthy, but there was no news of An Ran anymore. He got everything that belonged to him, but he lost An Ran.

Just lost him.

This may not be a big deal, he only has a little regret, and even that regret only occupies a small corner of his heart.

Until he saw An Ran again, he appeared in front of him with a brand new identity, at a height he had to look up to, and rejected him indifferently, he was Mobei's Kim, not his An Ran anymore.

As Kim, he loves Mo Bei with all his heart, even though the high-ranking underworld godfather always confuses him with vague tenderness, always uses high-sounding reasons to get him into trouble, and always looks like he loves him but But he didn't show his sincerity to cherish him, but he followed him wholeheartedly.

Waiting in the position where he can see when he turns his head, when he suddenly turns his head and smiles at him, then holds his hand and walks side by side. The position has never been wrong, and the handle has always been natural.

The small piece of regret in Wei Bo's heart suddenly filled the whole heart without warning.

It turned out that what he lost was such an Enron.