The door of the unsealed reception room opened, and the stunned Evan followed Aldo out. Evan thought "I went shopping with Carlos as brothers" in his left brain, and thought "I went shopping with Archbishop Aldo" in his right brain. I've heard other people's corners", these turbulent thoughts ran around in his head, but unfortunately they didn't create any philosophical value-they just burned short-circuit sparks in his brain.
Fortunately, Gal and Aldo tacitly ignored this unlucky child with "extraordinary experience".
Aldo said to Gal sincerely, "Thank you for taking care of him."
"No, that's how it should be," Gal said, asking him to sit down. "We're related by blood, aren't we?"
Aldo sat down on the sofa, and he obviously couldn't get used to the overly soft cushion, and his appearance was not much better than Carlos's stupid appearance when he sat on the sofa for the first time and tried to play twice—Gal felt that the archbishop was like a Reluctantly, like putting his noble butt on the edge of a knife, his movements were stiff and cautious, and the elegant and straight back showed some kind of hemiplegia-like stiffness.
However... Well, whether it was stiffness or fine adjustments to his sitting posture, he seemed very calm, so that if he didn't observe carefully, he would think he was free.
Carlos you are a born bumpkin...
In the beginning, whether it was the version of the statue in the garden or Aldo himself, Gal always felt that there was a deep-rooted melancholy and indifference in him, indifferent to everything, stubbornly guarding his own square-inch tomb, as if someone else's breath was important to him. It's like a source of noise to him.
However, when he saw this person again at this time, Gal was surprised to find that Aldo seemed to have shed a layer of stone shell and came out of it, like a newly grown body. Like another person.
He is polite but not humble. When he speaks, even if his voice is as soft as a whisper, it can always be heard to be commanding, controlling and dominant. But this doesn't make people feel bored, but it seems to be taken for granted.
... That is indeed a matter of course. In view of what this man has done, no other person in the world has done it. No one in the world can repeat the achievements of this man.
Even though he was sitting there trying to adapt to the appearance of the sofa, Gal felt very clearly that this was the commander-in-chief of the Black Robe War thousands of years ago, the man who was decisive in killing and never flinching.
Aldo settled himself down, looked softly at the stairs and corridors of Gal's house, and suddenly smiled: "Mike is a good boy, he always reminds me of when Karl was a child, many apprentices went to class together, everyone walked well, only him Likes to slide down the stairs in a maverick way. There's fun where he's around, and everyone loves him."
"Unique personality, right?" Gal asked.
Aldo narrowed his eyes with a look of nostalgia, and the next moment, he turned his head and wrote: "I heard that you will take the interns to Sirrut State?"
"Yeah, where my parents live," Gal said. "Oh, if you're worried that Karl might..."
"No, I'm not worried about him," Aldo smiled. "Although he admits that he doesn't obey orders, it's not that outrageous. He's just used to being alone and not used to teamwork. He is very measured and almost never makes trouble for others, even if he occasionally goes out of line, it is only after his assessment that there will be no problems."
Gal felt a little gritty. From the perspective of a modern person, these two people are really awkward. All the words in a few words imply that he absolutely understands each other, but the relationship is so complicated and confusing. If they are friends, everyone You can jump over and fight... Of course, it can't be like the time when you went back to the temple, you still have to protect public property, you have one eye, I lost two teeth, and I will still be a good buddy in the future. If it is a gay friend, then you can find a place to be impulsive, roll up and down, and sleep to relieve your worries or something. In the future, if it suits, we will make do with it, and if it doesn't suit us, let's break up.
So Gall looked at him, and asked frankly: "Your Excellency, forgive me, you are..."
"I love him." Aldo replied bluntly.
Unexpectedly, he would be so straightforward, Gal was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.
"To an extent you can't imagine." Aldo added softly and word by word, "to the day when I completely die and my soul dissipates."
Even though Gall is not as obsessed with the dog-blood series as Carlos is, he still thinks the pale, bitter-sweet expression on the archbishop's face looks so bitter.
This one is... a little tricky.
Gal thought for a while, then lowered his voice a bit, and said without much confidence: "Actually, I think Carlos is a very emotional person, and I think he will feel it."
Aldo hooked the corners of his mouth weakly, and whispered, "Thank you."
"No, no, I'm just telling a fact." Gale actually saw in the eyes of the other party a kind of hope that a drowning person grasped at straws, and suddenly became a little stressed, "You know, our story In the book, there will always be some feelings that transcend life and death and last for tens of thousands of years. It sounds beautiful, although everyone thinks... er, well, I mean, if you look at what happened to you, it is indeed real… "
Phew, Gal thought, I don't look like a relationship counselor, what kind of bullshit am I talking
Aldo slowly turned his head to look at the lush plants outside the window, and said as if in a trance: "If he is not willing to forgive me..."
The following words were lost in a sigh, but the meaning made people's imagination soar. Gal even had some illusions and associations, as if Carlos really refused to "forgive" this person for some reason, he would This life has no interest in life, and life is worse than death... In fact, Gal thinks of Bishop Al's previous life, and feels that his guess is right.
So he couldn't help blurting out: "Well... If there is anything that needs help, please feel free to speak up."
"I do have an unkind request." Aldo turned his head.
Gal blinked, and suddenly felt like he was being tricked, but he was too embarrassed to repeat what he said, "Yes, please say it."
"Can I stay here with you for a while?" Aldo asked sincerely, "It doesn't matter what a guest room or a storage room is, I don't care, as long as I can... be closer to him."
Look, he has abandoned the entire underground palace, and wants to move to a small house in the mid-level area of Sara State, only asking for a guest room or even a storage room, Gal thought, what else can I say
So I had to simply agree: "I still have some guest rooms here, if you don't mind..."
Aldo showed a perfect smile: "Thank you, I will move here tomorrow."
Gal: "..."
Hey, this is really just a trap, right
Gall suddenly felt a little sorry for Carlos. After the archbishop had left for a long time, he still had this strange feeling... It was as if he had sold his proud ancestor.
God! What exactly is going on? Gal thought dejectedly. According to legend, a person's IQ may fluctuate by eight to twenty points in a lifetime. This apprentice must be too stupid, causing his IQ to begin to decline recently!
"Evan," Gal said, "before we set off for Sylrut State, I hope you have completed the homework I gave you before, or did you think of it and accept the personal instruction from Instructor Meiguert?" guide?"
Evan ran away with his head in his arms - but what can be done, Mr. Gorado? Some people will always die innocently for what others do.
Come, my dear, let's be sad.
Carlos didn't know that he had already been negotiated and packaged, so he was waiting for a deal to be sold.
He happily took Lily and Mike to play for a whole day, and suffered from the same sequelae as Gale's little nephew-"junk food obsession".
Fun toys, happy colors, the process of using your fingers as utensils to get yourself oily, making all the world's table manners all hellishly casual, smelling bread, meat and ice cream mixed in a huge crowd The kind of refreshing fragrance, it is too appetizing.
They ate a meal at McDonald's, and at the instigation of Mike, they detoured to KFC and bought a huge family bucket for packing. The only little spy, Lily, was bought by a Kitty cat who was about the same height as her, and vowed to be with her. These stupid men whom she despises so much advance and retreat together.
They went home happily, but Gal and Evan ran away after saying hello. Carlos thought it was the first time the young intern went on a business trip and followed the instructor to do official tasks. He was very nervous and needed preparations, so he didn't care. It never occurred to them that the truth was that the master and the apprentice had a guilty conscience and couldn't pretend to be upright to face their friend who was still kept in the dark.
However, in this short period of tranquility and happiness, this extraordinarily long night has just begun.
Carlos coaxed Mike and Lily to sleep, and seriously educated the two children: eating in bed is a very rude and bad habit.
Then he went upstairs with a chicken leg and gnawed on it without any guilt—these damned out-of-the-ordinary adults always feel that they have the privilege of being more strict with others than themselves, and it is too wretched.
In the middle of the night, Carlos, who was lying on the bed, was suddenly awakened. The quick response trained in the dangerous environment for many years made him only have time to pull off the clothes on the bedside and stay by his side at any time. His epee, without even taking care of his shoes, was surrounded by a white light out of thin air.
After a while, the white light dissipated, leaving only the bedside table lamp still dimly lit, and there were traces of someone lying on the bed. Next to the pillow was a comic book from Mike, revealing the chocolate package hidden under the pillow A corner of paper...and a chicken bone cleaner than a fox gnawed on it.
The people there disappeared out of thin air.