【Josie】The Red Beast

Her voice will not reach anyone's eardrums.She forcefully opened her eyes and cast them into the darkness.

Nothing was seen.

The crowing of cocks can be heard in the distance.It was still early in the morning.The rooster crows in response.A rooster crowed from somewhere in the distance, and another rooster also crowed in response.Another cries, and another echoes.Cocks crow late at night, echoing each other endlessly.The crowing of the rooster goes on, goes on endlessly...

Out in the world, however, it was daylight.

【D.】

When he woke up, he was lying on the bed with no one around him, and the messy quilt showed the fact that someone had slept in last night.Stretching out his hand, touching the quilt with his fingertips, he found that there was still residual skin temperature on it. It shouldn't be long before this guy woke up and left.

Let's go, let's go, just go.

Slowly getting up from the bed, I realized that something had changed.The clinging feeling on the neck was gone, something was missing at the head of the bed, and the brass lock on the wardrobe also disappeared.But there are still many things that have not been taken away.Clothes, shoes and socks, the little things the boys clamored for last week.Looking around at the traces of life, I can't tell what kind of feelings I have in my heart, but time slows down in my senses like this.I walked around the bedroom two or three times, and even sat by the window for a while, but when I came out, I found that the minute hand of the wall clock had only moved two spaces.

What time is it...

Squint your eyes and gaze carefully at the black Roman letters.Six, seven...eight twenty...three, eight twenty-three, the man seems to have finally come to his senses.Joseph seems to be the 23:10 boat ticket.Forget it, what does this have to do with me, the annoying waif is finally going back to the United States, if it's not broad daylight, I really have to drink some red wine to celebrate.Caesar raised the corners of his lips and smiled at the other Cesar Zeppelin in the mirror.Open the bridle, breathe deeply into the clear water filling the sink, and sink your face into the water.When he raised his head again, he closed his eyes and groped like a blind man on the towel iron until he buried his face in the blue towel.

The Italian maintained this posture for a long time, until it was difficult to breathe, and he raised his head.But when he opened his eyes, he threw the towel to the ground as if he had been electrocuted.Wrong use, it's Jojo's.He squatted down biting his nails, trying to pick up the blue towel.It's not good to fall on the ground, wash him.While muttering, Caesar suddenly remembered—no one would use this thing except himself—so his movements froze, and his arms froze in place.

Moisture condensed on the tip of the hair, and this drop fell into the man's eyes.

Find a chance to throw it away.He stood up on his knees, threw the towel directly on the sink, even turned on the faucet and stared at his eyes, and rinsed his hands carefully twice, as if there was some poison that would die on touch.

What to do next, into the kitchen, after entering the kitchen.Cesare Zeppelin stood dumbfounded at the door.Is it too early? Do you need so many steps to eat breakfast by yourself? Joseph likes sweet milk coffee and half-cooked confectionary eggs, and he also needs to pour thick tomato sauce on it. The recipe is also full childish.But it doesn't matter if he just drinks plain coffee, as long as the eggs are not eaten raw.So what to do, what he usually does, the playboy started biting his fingers again, only this time from fingernails to finger pads.The canine teeth pushed into the meat and bit down hard, and the brain finally woke up under the stimulation of pain.

...Forget it, why think so much, just go ahead.

Turn on the fire, crack an egg into the pot.Xi Sa opened the refrigerator and stood in front of the air conditioner for a long time without moving.He closed the refrigerator again, walked back to the frying pan empty-handed, and just lowered his head like this, watching the egg white slowly form under the temperature.Almost done, he shoveled the egg into the plate, but unexpectedly the corner of the spatula poked the yolk.

The incompletely solidified sugar core flowed down the spatula and dripped on the table like golden blood.

Cesar threw the fried egg into the trash can along with the plate.

Tightening the fabric in front of his chest, he panted heavily while leaning on the chair, stumbled and hid in the living room, not daring to look back.It should be safe, the living room should be... He finally saw the headband.The triangular pattern, the red and yellow color matching, the headband that he believed he would pass on when he thought he would die, is hanging down on the armrest of the sofa at this moment, like a withered vine.

Joseph didn't take it with him.

The mind obviously didn't give any instructions, but the footsteps moved forward spontaneously. Xisa picked up the gorgeous long cloth, only to find that the palms were soaked with sweat.His eyes widened and he stared at the clammy palms until his wrists began to tremble.Caesar fled.Gritting his teeth and digging his nails into his palm, he grabbed the flimsy fabric and fled the rental house in a hurry.

……

Rome at the end of September, only a few months away from Christmas.The sun was half hidden in the clouds, and the wind passed by the sea, already cooling the body.Hans Oroun drove around the main road in the city center. At [-]:[-] a.m. on a rest day, the road was so quiet that it was hell, it was just fine to drive around.As one of the few young people who buy a car in this neighborhood, in order to maintain the maintenance of the car and fuel expenses, he has to work part-time as a taxi driver on weekends besides weekdays, but young people, who would lack that little rest? Time is more meaningful than sitting at home chewing cornflakes and doing nothing, or going to the street to earn some change.

Today's wind is really a bit cold, and I'm afraid the weather will turn cold.Hans parked the car on the side of the road and took out the cigarette case from his pocket.When he put his hand into his pants pocket, he froze.

Oh, stinky shit.He left the lighter at home, and he didn't bring any matches!

With two strange screams, the ordinary driver sat in the driver's seat and rubbed his hair in frustration.After he complained and raised his head, he realized that a man appeared diagonally in front of him at some point.The man was sitting on a wooden chair, biting a burning cigarette in the corner of his mouth, staring at his palm in a daze.I don't even know what I'm looking at.

"Hey! Brother! Borrow me! Hey!!"

He opened the car door and ran over joyfully. When the man saw him, an unknown person, greet him, he blinked and nodded with a polite smile.He seemed to be a talkative man, the driver scratched his head, thinking that the words "hard work comes with joy" really had practical meaning.Hello.The man has blond hair, which is uncommon in Italy, but has a pure accent.God, you're a local.Hans was a little surprised, and when he was surprised, it was inevitable that he would talk too much.I thought you were a foreigner somewhere.

"It's not local, my hometown is in Genoa." The man handed over the cardboard box with tarot cards printed on it. "I'm not used to those new lighters, um... can you use matches?"

"Oh, of course, the truth is that I'm two-faced." The happy driver spreads his hands, Italian humor.The man on the chair chuckled, obviously understanding what he meant.He took the match, brushed it skillfully over the rough edges, put his hands together, and took a deep breath against the morning breeze.The smell of cigarettes rose from the throat and slowly filled the whole mind, from paralysis of the nerve center to the extremities.Only then did he see that what the man was holding in his palm was a gaudy headband.

"Are you going outside?" Shaking the ash down, he pointed to the end of the road with his finger holding the cigarette.

Seeing the man raise his head in surprise, Hans realized that the question just now was a bit abrupt.But this native Roman guy also has a way to ease the atmosphere. He squeezed his chin, first reached out and tapped the sky, then drew circles with his fingers and then tapped back on the man: "Look. It's early in the morning on weekends, ghosts on the street No, your clothes are a bit messy, but they are clean, so you must not be a homeless person. Since you are not a homeless person and you still sit outside, there are only two possibilities. You are so boring that you want to compete with me for business. Either man you gotta go outside--"

"Are you going to the port?"

Cesar Qibelin opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly felt a shadow gradually crawling up, overlapping with the overly energetic driver in front of him.The ghost persisted, he scolded the phantom loudly in his heart, but his eyes were greedy and refused to move away.

"No." He covered his mouth and nose, panting a few times, as if he couldn't breathe because of the morning wind.No, no, he just came out to bask in the sun, and went out to eat around noon, then contact Lisa Lisa, and report to his brothers and sisters that they are safe...

"...I just... just wanted to send someone..."

you are done.Cesar Andrio Zeppelin, you are done!Hopelessly bastard! !

"Oh. Just look, I'll know." The young man proudly raised his head, rubbing the tip of his nose with his index finger.The action is fucking overlapping again. "There are a lot of people going abroad recently, and I can see people rushing to the port every day."

It's war.The cigarette burned to the end with sparks, his fingers trembled, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground.Cesare Zeppelin lowered his eyebrows and raised his foot to crush the sparks. Then he picked up the handkerchief again, wrapped the cigarette butts and ashes and threw them into the public trash bin next to the seat.

"All of them." Mr. Driver pouted, put his tongue between his lips, and blew out two standard smoke rings. "There is also talk about going to India to find labor. It's a mess anyway, and it has nothing to do with me as a petty citizen. Speaking of which, I saw a lot of couples kissing goodbye at the port last time. Damn, it's so fucking spectacular, those girls are so beautiful, If only I had that kind of pretty girl as my wife, I would have no regrets."

Amused by the exaggerated tone of the other party, Caesar shook his head and chuckled.He began to fantasize about the future again.His boy went back to the United States, had a beautiful love affair, hugged and kissed a cute girl with blonde hair and big breasts at the airport or station because of the excitement of parting or reunion.Really good, Cesar Zeppelin certified, Joseph Joestar's face is definitely not lost to those male protagonists on the screen.The whole person leaned on the back of the chair as if falling apart, and the man squinted his eyes to cover the fuzzy water vapor outside the eyeballs.

"Which port are you going to, old man?"

"Ok?"

"Ah, that." Pressing out the cigarette, Hans shook his hand. "I just don't have any work at hand right now. For the sake of lending me a match, brother, if the distance is not too far away, this trip will be avoided—"

"Civitavecchia."

"—I'll give you a [-]% discount."

It was a total of [-] kilometers from the city to the port of Civitavecchia. The speed limit was imposed throughout Rome in the wartime zone, so Hans was not driving very fast. Fortunately, it was only [-]:[-], so there was plenty of time.They took the coastal road, and the gray-brown white waves mixed with mud and sand hit the stone wall, and the deep blue of the sea could only be seen further away.Those clouds gathered, like countless huge quilts, piled up at the end where the sea and the sky meet.The brown-haired Roman guy is really a happy man. Afraid of Cesar's motion sickness, he rolled down the glass on both sides to let the fresh and humid wind blow in.Worried that the drive would be boring, he turned on the radio and played music.

Usually, Xi Sa must praise the other party for his thoughtfulness in detail, but now the man is leaning on the chair, staring sideways at the ever-moving scenery outside the car window.Those winds, those rolled up waves, carried a vague smell of war smoke, but they had nothing to do with them anyway.

"I love you, Caesar. ""

"Joseph was peeling an apple, and the knife was touching the peel, making the sound of salad salad. The boy grinned at him who was sitting on the hospital bed covering his ears, with an exaggerated expression and two shallow dimples on his face."

""Ci-za-I really like you so much-""

"Dude? Brother? Hey!!" Hans patted the steering wheel. "We can't pass this way, we have to open another way!"

The man trembled all over, as if waking up from a dream.Sorry, I accidentally wandered off.Rubbing his face with his hands, he turned his gaze back to the road ahead.The yellow and black warning belts and barbed wire fences are particularly glaring in the blue sky and blue sea.Is that way far?He bit his lower lip, showing a hesitant and struggling expression.It's already [-]:[-], if you change the road, you may have to make a big detour, or... "Please."

Caesar slumped into the co-pilot seat in despair.

"Don't worry, don't worry, my driving skills, Hans Oroen, are among the best in the entire city, and I will definitely let you see off your girlfriend successfully." The Roman guy who thought he could break the truth comforted the blond man next to him .

Although judging by the expression on this guy's face, he should be his ex-girlfriend.He didn't say this, he only dared to speak in a low voice in his heart.

"How do you know it's your girlfriend?" Cesar Zeppelin raised his eyebrows as if hearing something incredible. "Maybe I'm just going to send a friend off."

Come on buddy.How can ordinary friends have such a reaction, you look like a dead wife now.The young man with brown hair and brown eyes screamed strangely, clapped his hands on the steering wheel and even triggered the horn. If it weren't for the lack of traffic on the road now, there would be a lot of curses.I still believe you when you say you were dumped by a big curvy girl.

Is it that obvious?Looking at the boy sitting in the driver's seat with puzzled eyes, Xi Sa opened his clenched fists and pressed his sticky palms to the hem of his shirt.This answer, which I have never seriously thought about, and even deliberately ignored, is about to be revealed at this moment.

"Hmm. In fact, if you didn't mention your friend, I would have thought you were madly in love with her."

Leaning back in the seat, Cesar Zeppelin looked out the window.

""I like!No, I really like...you...""

"There were homeless men eating cheap lunches in the streets, and the gondolas went by on the river beside them. Beautiful women sat at the end of wooden boats, throwing bouquets into the river that the men on the bank threw into the river. And Joe Cerf was sitting on the threshold of someone else's house, scratching his hair, too embarrassed to give him half a look."

""I like you very much, anyway, I must have liked you a long time ago, a long time ago, Caesar. ""

He suddenly found that the sky in Rome was very blue, just like Venice that day.

Drip - woo -

The sound of the siren was pushed by the tide and spread to every corner of the coast of Rome.Oh, listen.Hans stepped on the brakes suddenly, he pulled the car over, opened the door and jumped off, ran to the other end of the road and put his ears around to listen to the sound of the other side like a sailor.It's the Coronet, the Coronet is berthed.He yelled loudly into the car, then sniffed and ran back excitedly.Mamma Mia, did you hear that, the sound of the Coronet is still so loud.He quickly climbed back into the cab, fastened his seat belt, put in gear, released the handbrake, and the car returned to the road again.The young man swayed and drove, looking like a dancing flame.

Caesar looked interesting and asked him.How do you know it's the crown number? Don't they all have similar voices.Unexpectedly, Hans almost jumped up, his head hit the roof of the car, and he lowered his head again.The car jerked a curve on the road.How can there be almost the same, the difference is very big!He held the steering wheel and yelled loudly, like a researcher whose professional field has been questioned.Seeing the disapproving expression of the man next to him, Hans curled his lips and sighed resignedly.Hey, listen up.The young man raised his index finger, his brown eyes staring at the road ahead.The whistle of the ship is very different.

"Like the Empress, its sound is the standard two-point tone, which is "di" and "woo". Opening and closing his fingers, Hans puffed his mouth to imitate the sound of the whistle just now. "If it is a smaller ship, the sound will be much sharper, and there will be a sound of whistle blowing." "

Lips pursed, Roman Kid whistled.

By the way, what time did your friend leave the boat.He turned to Caesar.ah! ?Oh, yes...it was the 10:30 show.Young Zeppelin stared at the white line on the side road.Damn, I seem to be distracted again.The eyebrows were tangled, which was a rare frustration.Fortunately, the guy around him didn't notice this. At this moment, he nodded his chin and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"10:30, 10:30... That should be the flute at [-]:[-], which ship came at [-]:[-] last time... Ah, the destination is the United States, if the sequence is correct ...This time, your friend should board the Sea Goddess."

"Ah, is it?"

"I said." Step on the clutch, shift the gear from second to third, then move your foot away, and step on the accelerator to accelerate. "Brother, you are too dazed."

Have it.Rubbing between his eyebrows, he wanted to deny this sentence, but he opened his mouth and didn't know where to refute.Maybe it's true.He lowered his eyes, reached into his pocket, and took out something from it.

"Stop smoking in my car." Hans' voice was a little nervous.

Xi Sa spread out his palm, it was a soda candy wrapped in plastic colored paper.Cough cough cough, you can do whatever you want.The brown-eyed Roman guy waved his hands, trying to hide his embarrassment with a violent cough.

The whistle sounded again on the waves.

Drip - woo -

"They were sitting on a streetlamp bench, submerged in the shadows and cool breeze of the night. Joseph was gazing at the circular light that the streetlamp cast on the clearing, and Sisar was watching him out of the corner of his eye. If only time It would be nice to be stuck in this moment, sitting on a bench with his boy, with a taro-flavored ice cream in his hand, the car driving down the dark road ahead, a human star and the Milky Way , as if two people could spend their entire lives in such a universe.”

"How about going back to the United States with me, the United States will never lose to here. ""

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the Crown departs.

The moment the voice sounded, the man straightened his back suddenly.Honk it, honk it! ?Grabbing on the window frame, he exerted force unconsciously, and his bloodless fingers dug on the black door panel, which was frighteningly white.

"Why is the horn honking again, isn't it already berthing and entering the port!"

"Because the ship has been dispatched, the passenger ship will only berth for 15 minutes when it enters the port. After all, it is wartime now——You look so bad, don't you worry!?!"

15 minutes, 15 minutes, only 15 minutes.With his eyes wide open, these words kept rolling in his mind.Cold sweat oozes out, from the nape of the neck to the palms, until it draws wet and long traces on the car door, like colorless blood.

Please... please, please drive faster...

He finally made his voice heard.

The young man was bewildered by the guy's sudden behavior.Oh, don't worry, we've only arrived at the Crown now, and there are still four big boats away from the Sea Goddess.He held up four fingers in a sworn gesture.God promise, we will definitely arrive at the port on time.

If you let Xi Sa make an evaluation afterwards, this ride will definitely be ranked among the top few that you don't want to remember in your life.For the remaining 35 minutes of the journey, he was sitting in the co-pilot seat, listening to the long and non-repeating sound of the ship's whistle in the distance, and felt like the prayers that the prisoner was forced to listen to before his execution. Others felt that God was merciful , while the condemned prisoner only finds it ironic and painful.

Guimuzhi, Aurora, and other small passenger ships with whistles... Those ships came, entered the port, and left. Every time the whistle sounded, Xisa was like a bird of fright.Hans comforted him and told Zeppelin what ship he was leaving this time.It's all right, we will definitely send you to the port on time.The young man thought that this would bring comfort to Caesar, but unexpectedly, the names of those ships spit out from his mouth turned into torture in another sense, like a fuse, igniting all the memories accumulated in the man's heart.

……

""I'm so sorry!Joseph Joestar - You should...should marry a woman and start a family...with a wife and children.You should like a woman. ""

"It's the wrong path, JoJo. ""

"... Those words are all lying to me? ""

""Do you know why I regret...I regret telling you the truth at that time. ""

……

""Mamma Mia!Heavenly Father!How much did you drink! ? ""

""You really look like someone I like. ""

""Hi...Hi!Joseph!Are you an idiot?put me down! ! ""

""...but he hates me...I kiss him and he beats me like I'm trash in a stinky gutter. ""

……

"Okay, I'll be your friend. ""

"...Cesar Andrio Zeppelin, you are truly the most vicious person in the world. ""

……

"Cesar, I've thought about it, I've thought about it before.My thoughts, our relationship, the present and future of my life.I want Grandma Alina to meet you, I want to follow you, study, wander and explore, wherever you are.If you want to maintain your health, I will accompany you. If you want to rob banks like crazy, I will bring you a gun. We can also shoot darts on the map and run wherever we land.After we settle down, we can find a job. The two of us can raise a dog. Even if we don’t talk every day, it’s very interesting.When we are all old men, we will go to the countryside to buy a piece of land, plant it full of sunflowers, build a small fountain, bask in the sun and feed the pigeons.I won't make you angry anymore Ceasar... I, I mean it...""

""I've always been serious. ""

……

The vague memory finally turned into a clear picture, Joseph Joestar's clothes were wet, his hair and body were covered with salty sea water.The sea water was dried by the sun and turned into salt grains on his face, but Joseph's face was still wet.

The source of moisture is in the eyes.

With eyes open and tears streaming down his face, the man told Cesar Zeppelin that I meant it.

These images turned into bullets and shot straight into the man's throat.

Cesar Andrio Zeppelin, what a coward you are, keep your eyes open for what you've done to your boys! ?

The man clutched his neck, his forehead stuck to his face, and sobbed in pain.Like a dying beast.Obviously, it was me who couldn't do without Joseph, and I was also the one who yearned for that unreserved love.Whether it's the body, the belief, the secular relationship, are these things really that important?

No, no, no, no, it's just a cocoon.

His soul gave the answer.

It's just because of cowardice, she huddled in the familiar safe zone, and was stressed and afraid after her fingertips were scorched by the young and passionate feelings.Cesar Zeppelin is used to taking responsibility, used to the responsibility, and used to the equivalent exchange of fate, what price does this kind of fiery love need to pay, and what does the other party want from him.It is difficult to see Daoming's future clearly, what kind of situation he will face if he loses this feeling, and what kind of distorted posture he will become.Even if these things were not clearly revealed in front of him, they were only showing vague concepts, which made him too afraid to take a step forward.Cesar Zeppelin wanted Joseph to be happy, and wanted this American youth who was two years younger than him to be happy.

But only now did Xisa realize that the person who had been hurting this idiot was also himself who wanted the other person to be happy.

"What the hell am I... what am I doing... what..."

The siren finally sounded at this moment.

"It's the voice of the Sea Goddess! The Goddess has entered the port! Mamma Mia, we're just in time."

The car drove past the ancient stone gate, bumped on the gravel road, and finally stopped on the side of the main road.Hans patted his chest and exclaimed luckily. Seeing the blond man next to him looking out of his mind, he quickly stretched out his hand and pushed the guy.

"Dude! Why are you in a daze! Go and say goodbye to your girl!!"

He saw the man rushing out of the car clutching the cloth belt, before he even had time to close the door.Oops, really.Hans shook his head, and gave a thumbs up to the man's receding figure.

The bottom of the feet is a gravel road piled up with countless fragments, not those round pebbles, which hurt the soles of the feet when stepped on.Cesare Zeppelin couldn't control this, he was running with all his strength, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air when he waved his arms.This kind of fast running consumes a lot of heart. In fact, the five internal organs in the body do have a feeling of being strangled. Excessive exercise consumption and the cessation of ripples have caused the organs that have gradually recovered to begin to burden again.But Xisa couldn't stop. It took a full 10-[-] minutes to walk from the entrance to the ticket gate, and he could only walk with his legs.This means that every step you take now is a waste of time.

Woods, sidewalks, security checkpoints.Passing through the twisted corridors, the noisy crowd, ignoring the scolding of the security guards behind him, Xisa clutched the headband, and finally heard the sound of the waves.He saw it. The tall young man lowered his head and handed the thin paper to the smiling ticket inspector.Nothing to worry about, all alone.

Joseph Joestar.Joseph.Joseph!Joseph! !

Joseph.He tried all his strength to call that person's name, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if his throat had been cut by a blade.Joseph, Joseph Joestar, Jojo.He kept shouting, and the voice passed through the noisy crowd and got into the boy's ears.

You win, you win, Joseph Joestar, you win! !

Tears welled up from those green eyes, Xi Sa was pretty, but it wasn't good when he was crying at the moment, the man described himself as embarrassed, kissing the headband, like a guilty yet happy loser.He saw his boy standing there in a daze, then threw the ticket, and went backwards in the rushing crowd.

Cesare Zeppelin was held tightly in the arms of passionate love.He held Joseph's face in his arms and kissed it, as if returning to the beginning of everything.

Two men with different hair colors kissing in those strange eyes.

They kissed fiercely, tears streaming down their faces.