Italian First Love Diary - Chapter 35

【The Adventures of the Devil’s Lair-Fanwai】

A long, long time ago, there was a brave who had never heard of the devil. She was called Cao Deng.

Well, well, it’s actually me.

The age of the devil is far away from me. This world only believes in money and material power. The so-called devil and chivalry are just like “love”. They are a wish to deceive children in a beautiful legend.

My family does not believe in the devil, just as they do not believe in love, they will always oppose it.

“Hey, Cao Lan, I said you should go to the alchemist’s apprenticeship, right? That line is the most popular now, your aunt’s daughter is engaged in this job.”

“How about learning the catering industry? Now that the Devil’s Castle has become a tourist attraction, our grandfather and grandfather are famous knights. It’s okay to use this gimmick as a tour guide!”

I am weak and replied: “But I want to learn swordsmanship…”

“What do you learn from that?”

“If there is a devil, I can use swordsmanship to fight him!”

“You are unlearned and skillless! Can you spend your mind on other things? You can find a job just like this? Will you not starve to death?”

“But I just want to learn swordsmanship…”

“Shut up! Don’t even think about it!”

My love and ideals are all confetti, and I can’t get anyone’s support. In order to stop my thoughts, they even shut me up at home, not allowing me to contact outsiders.

——”Such a sinful idea must have been instigated by outsiders!”

——”Don’t let her contact those messy people anymore!”

I was locked up in a small, dark room, where access was forbidden, and food was delivered. The original lively personality became extraordinarily gloomy, afraid of hearing sounds, afraid of being noticed, afraid of turning on the lights, afraid of contacting anyone.

Loneliness is really a terrible emotion, which can destroy a person in an instant, perhaps the so-called magic.

Occasionally, I will pluck up the courage to see the world through the window. However, the place where the windows are facing is a deserted plain, with only wind and moon in the night, a dark area, and no living things.

I don’t know how long, suddenly a piece of cherry blossoms fell into the house from outside the window.

If I got a treasure, I hid it carefully in my nails… At this moment, the door was pushed open, and my family asked me, “Do you have any strange ideas today?”

I didn’t say a word.

They snorted coldly, “Sure enough, the access control is still effective, as long as you don’t let you come into contact with outsiders, and don’t mix with those friends…”

“Enough! Don’t talk about Hupengouyou, I have no friends at all!”

They didn’t listen to my complaint, they just closed the door and disciplined me in a worse way.

After a while, I took out the cherry blossom from the palm of my hand again-because the fragile petals were simmered by body temperature, and curled up into orange, and they quickly crumbled into a ball.

I ran to the window frantically, squeezing my hands out of the narrow iron fence.

At this moment, someone suddenly took my hand.

Looking up, it was a man who had never met before. His eyes are comparable to a white moon, shiny and covered with light. The shredded hair covered the eyelashes, opened his lips, and said softly: “Are you looking for me?”

I retracted my hand, “I didn’t find anyone… why are you here?”

I remember that there are no other residents in this area. Judging from the appearance of this person, he should not be a local.

He groaned, “Oh, I ran away from home. I came from outside.”

“Out of town?”

“You want to know?”

“You can tell me…” I paused, afraid that he would leave, and explained, “If you have nothing to do, you can tell me a story.”

The man squinted his eyes and asked meaningfully: “Why should I tell you a story?”

For some reason, I instinctively feel close to him, “Because you don’t have money? I can give you food, just beg you not to leave.”

“why?”

“I want to have a friend.”

He laughed, not knowing what he was laughing at, “Be friends with the brave?”

“Do you know that I am a brave? Well, the point is, can’t you be friends with a brave?”

“Yes.” The man smiled again.

“What’s your name?”

“My name is Jun Jun.”

“Mr. Zero.” I muttered to myself.

He began to tell me stories, “I was living well in my own home, I have things I want to do in the future, and I have set my life goals. But because I want to revive the devil… No, it’s a family business, so I I was forced to give up the good times I had. I chose to flee without the help of my people. I must be self-reliant, earn my own money, and accumulate everything I want.”

“It’s great, I also want to escape and do something I like.”

Ling Jun glanced at me and didn’t know what he thought of, and said, “Well, make an appointment for a few years. Wait for me for a few years, and I will save you.”

“Save me?”

“Which is more comfortable to stay in a small house compared to staying next to me?”

I blushed, “That must be staying with you.”

“Well, wait for me.” Ling Jun rubbed my head, turned and left.

But I am not afraid that he will leave as soon as we have an agreement, so he will come back to me. If it’s fast, it may come to me to play tomorrow, or it may be the day after tomorrow. I must have hope.

At this time, I only thought of a literary and vulgar saying——Ling Jun is like a light, in the moment when I most fear the darkness, until my life.

(To be continued)

(Many things in the basic story are true. Don’t speculate. I won’t reply to anything. I don’t mention a word about my family and my life. There must be my reasons. Please don’t ask. , Just read it as a novel=3=)

The author has something to say: Cao Deng Weibo is: Cao Deng Lord V