When they returned to Gal's house, they heard an earth-shattering scream from outside the house. Gal, who was already a little paralyzed, trembled and dropped the key.
Before he had time to bend down, Carlos, a guy with a faster body than anything else, had already kicked open the door. Half of the door hinge was broken, and it was stuck there awkwardly. Carlos had already pressed one hand on the hilt of the sword, but When he saw Evan sitting on the ground, he froze at the door, and asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"
Evan was so frightened by the loud noise outside the door that he slid off the sofa and was sitting on his back on the ground with snot and tears on his face. In the home theater in the living room, there was a cat that looked hundreds of years old. Zombies who haven't taken a bath for a year are posing their classic poses with grinning teeth under the close-up, chasing the protagonist and heroine who were long-distance runners.
Carlos looked up at the shattered limbs and realistic blood on the screen, then at Evan, and happily said his cheap speculation: "Hey buddy, is that the result of being scared and crying on your face?" ?”
Evan blushed like a rotten tomato.
Gal sighed: "I'll find someone to repair the door."
Leo Mr. Seriously Dissatisfied Aldo glanced at Evan with his incomparably stern eyes, then picked up an ancient book on the sofa without saying a word, went upstairs out of sight and out of mind, thinking : These unsightly idiots.
However, he was halfway up the stairs when his cell phone rang suddenly, and the other three people present all looked up at him in a gesture of admiration. , said to the other end without hindrance: "Hello... well, it's me."
Just like that, he continued to walk up while answering in a low voice.
"I don't know what to do." Gal said after a long time.
"I think so too." Carlos said enviously, "He must have spent a lot of time playing with that little box."
Gal turned his head slowly: "I'm talking about you."
Carlos: "..."
"You must not have finished reading the common sense book I gave you about modern life." Gal said rather resentfully, "No, have you really opened the title page?"
"I've read ten pages!" Carlos distinguished.
"I read ten pages in half a year." Gal nodded and pointed out sincerely, "You are really impressive, Mr. Ancestor—I also heard that you are still riding a Pizza Hut on the highway The electric car has run wildly, and I have to say that it is very creative. I think that the Americans did not use it to land on the moon, which fully proves that they are a big, stupid nation with muscles clogged and no creativity."
"Yeah..." Mr. Evan Gorado, who was crying in fear, interrupted the interface very unkindly, probably in order to retaliate against Carlos' "outspokenness".
At this time, Aldo seemed to be in a hurry, he took a coat and hurried downstairs: "I want to go out for a while."
Then he heard the second half of Evan's sentence. Evan pressed the pause button of the movie, and said with snot and tears: "You are very unscrupulous in order to cheat the right to drive that poor food delivery truck." Kissed a silly bucktooth girl."
Aldo's soles grazed lightly on the floor, and his footsteps stopped with a "creak".
"Oh." Evan looked at Aldo as if belatedly, his expression made people believe that he really didn't mean it.
There was a slight smile on Aldo's face, but for some reason, it made people feel cold. He turned his head and glanced at Carlos—the latter, a little rascal with no lower limit, did not know why. He even lowered his head. Does this unknown creature actually know what "sorry" is
Really one of the great discoveries of this century!
Evan shivered, and heard Mr. Aldo ask him "pleasantly", "What did you just say?"
Trembling Emperor Evan: "I, I, I, I, I... forgot..."
"Well, it's okay, think about it slowly." Aldo said, "You can tell me when you come back tonight."
After he finished speaking, he walked out swaggeringly, put on his coat, stuffed his key mobile phone into his pocket, stuffed his wallet into the inner pocket of his windbreaker, and stopped a taxi that just passed by at the door—a series of actions that were just like those born and bred in the country. Human beings in the twenty-first century do not make any distinctions.
Is the IQ difference between people really that big
Evan rushed over and hugged Carlos' thigh: "I was wrong! I'm sorry for you!"
Carlos looked at the snot that Evan wiped on his pants, and slowly... let out a grin.
On this day, until Aldo came back in full swing, Evan was still hiding in his room and did not dare to show his face, while Gal was practicing against the sandbag in the yard. His shoulder had been treated, and the swelling under the bandage could still be seen It was still a bit cold in the spring night, but he only wore a vest, and he was still sweating profusely.
Aldo found that Carlos was standing by the window on the second floor, watching Gal silently, so he went upstairs quietly.
The door of Carlos' room was not closed, so he walked in by himself and asked softly, "Since you are worried, why didn't you stop him?"
"He reminds me of Chuck." Carlos said, "When my father just passed away, every day after saying good night to my mother and me, he went to the bedroom to pretend to sleep for a while, and then got up at night to go to the study to deal with the unfinished business. It’s a pity that my mother never knew about it.”
"I made you lose them, didn't I?" Aldo whispered after a while.
Carlos was silent.
Although he knew he should deny it, he couldn't say a word at this time.
Aldo breathed a sigh of relief—fortunately, he was honest.
Carlos has always been a very frank person, even with friends he just met—he doesn't like hypocrisy and politeness, but it doesn't mean he won't, after all, he is the young master of the Flaret family, and he doesn't want to deal with those who don't want to deal with him Man, of course he knows how to evade it perfunctorily.
"I can make it up." Aldo took a step forward, his chest was almost pressed against Carlos's back, but he didn't touch him, but stood in a very clever position that didn't seem too tight , and in a very existential position, he said, "I can't give them back to you, but I hope that one day, I can replace them myself."
In order to make a living, Carlos once filled in many sour words for bards, many of which were praising bullshit love. He shrugged and commented without looking back: "It's a little fake, it's an old word."
Aldo froze for a moment, then suddenly he gently pulled Carlos' shoulders, and caught off guard and leaned forward to kiss Carlos lightly.
Carlos froze.
Aldo opened his eyes, looked into his eyes, propped one hand on the window, gently pinched Carlos' chin with two fingers, and licked his lips gently, not deeply, just tasted, breathed Put it very lightly and long, held it restrainedly, and finally touched Carlos's lips lightly, almost sweetly, and then took a step back with nostalgia.
Carlos never knew that Aldo dared to be so nasty, standing there sluggishly.
Aldo said with his life-long calm expression, "I'll do it."
After finishing speaking, there was nothing else to say, so he turned around and left in such a big stride.
Carlos: "..."
What is this and what
Archbishop Al thinks that his strategic transfer is very good, it has the effect of making people reflect and can't get enough of it—yes, the wise and mighty Archbishop will never admit that he hastily escaped because of some kind of disharmonious change in his body of.
Carlos stood dryly by the window for a long while, then sighed suddenly, as if someone lit a fire in his heart, and the spark that had been extinguished for an unknown amount of time was easily blown into tiny sparks.
This makes Carlos, who has always been decisive and neat, a little confused.
In order to solve this problem, he suddenly opened the window and jumped directly from the second floor: "Hey, little Gal, what's the point of facing a sack, I'll accompany you to do two tricks!"
Gal suddenly poked a hole in the sandbag: "Who is Xiao, Jia, Er?"
Carlos laughed loudly: "Evan! Evan come out! Stop practicing courage in front of the TV, how can a man grow up without some blood?"
Evan scratched the wall in distress: Why did you think of this disaster again
Gal voluntarily multiplied the special training by others, and only claimed the most difficult tasks each time. After going out for a while, he would come back with scars. Before the therapist gave his signature, he would use this time to devote himself crazily To Carlos' training, in the temple during the day and continuing at night.
Just look at Gal to see how much a person can change.
This steady young man, who looked even gentle, became murderous for a while, so that those who looked at him couldn't help but worry. Louis even accompanied him on two missions himself, but Slowly, that murderous look gradually faded away, and Gal became more restrained than before.
He is slowly getting stronger.
Maybe sometimes, whether a person is strong or not does not lie in power, wealth or other things... but in his heart—when he meets an opponent or role model who is so powerful that he can't catch up with his neck, can he not doubt himself and never recover from it? Instead, he worked hard to catch up in his own unique way, and never gave up no matter what blow he suffered.
Then it is only a matter of time before he becomes a strong person from the inside out.
Even Carlos noticed this, and his attitude towards Gale gradually became strict from laissez-faire and unprincipled connivance at the beginning—this incomprehensible guy can behave like a real parent in Every time during training, he mercilessly pointed out his shortcomings on the spot, checked every movement he made in person, and beat him when he couldn't correct it.
A famous saying of his fighting teacher back then - he will only remember it when he is hurt.
Three months later, the summer in Sara State had come to an end, and the coolness of early autumn had dissipated the scorching heat. The Shadow Demon, who had been cut off by Carlos in Jason Street, finally showed his whereabouts, and Gal immediately took people there. chased.
And this afternoon, Aldo suddenly dragged Carlos out of the temple, who was listening to the "Tracking and Surveillance Technology" class, and they took the subway in the crowded state of Sara. In the circle, Aldo brought Carlos to a construction site.
Carlos looked at the block not far away and the busy intersection in confusion, and at the workers coming in and out, and asked inexplicably, "What is this place?"
Aldo smiled slightly: "More than a hundred years ago, the Luke Shili River was transformed due to urban planning, and you may not recognize it..."
Before he finished speaking, Carlos suddenly opened his eyes wide: "This is... here..."
"Yes, a thousand years ago, there used to be a manor here, which belonged to the Fraret family," Aldo paused, "Coincidentally, a thousand years later, after going around, it once again belonged to another family Mister Flarret."
"What?" Carlos's rusty brain didn't react.
"I mean, I bought this place." Aldo decided to speak his mind.
Carlos looked at him in shock, and then blurted out, "Where did you get so much money?"
Aldo: "..."
This time even Carlos felt he was missing the point.
"I have my own property, and since I know I'm going to wake up one day, I exchanged them for gold and kept them—don't worry, you don't have to pay the mortgage, it's a one-time payment," Aldo said. It’s just that whether it’s exchanging assets or buying this land, a lot of procedures are required, fortunately, Louis helped me find an assistant who can handle these things.”
Carlos was ashamed for a moment—he remembered Gal's phrase "You didn't even leave us a son's inheritance."
However, in the next second, he frowned like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Wait! You just said..."
"Yes." Aldo looked at him, "I bought this piece of land in your name—after the workers build it, you can go home, and there will be no future generations complaining that you have no inheritance .”
"No no no no no!" Carlos almost stuttered, "I can't..."
"There's no better use for that money." Aldo grabbed Carlos' arm and pulled him closer to him.
"Oh, okay, listen," Carlos pressed his forehead, "Indeed, changing the name of the place that used to be the Flaret Manor, thinking about it, I might curse buying this place Of course I didn't mention you... But, but I can't... I mean, this is your private property, so don't... "
"We can live together if you want." Aldo gently interrupted his incoherent speech, "It's just you and me like I've dreamed all my life."
Carlos was dumbfounded.
"If you don't want to," Aldo smiled sourly, "it doesn't matter, because the land and the manor are meaningless to me... All I need is to go back to the underground palace , just lie back in that coffin."