The Law of the Silent Gentleman - Chapter 84

Enzo held out his hand to him: “Come here.”

Giuliano leaned against the door frame, folded his hands on his chest, and stared at each other indifferently.

Enzo made fun of himself, but he didn’t take it seriously, tilted his head, and asked in a probing tone: “You seem to have something to say.”

“I have nothing to say.” Giuliano curled his lips.

“All right. A blind man can see you’re angry.”

“I’m not angry!” Giuliano couldn’t help raising his voice. He immediately realized that it seemed that he was angry, so he let out a muffled grunt, turned to stare at the carpet under his feet, and said nothing.

“It’s no use getting mad at me. Me and them… are both real things that happened in the past, and it’s impossible to pretend that it didn’t exist.”

“Who pretended! I realized what kind of person you are the first time I came to ‘Flowers Spring’, and now I just deepened this impression.”

Enzo looked a bit embarrassed, and Giuliano had never seen him show such an embarrassed expression, so he couldn’t help but feel a little bit of revenge.

“I said the same thing to Petro: I don’t go to brothels because I like it.”

“Could it be that those prostitutes pointed knives at you and forced you to go to them?”

“I… There are many reasons for this…” Enzo’s gray eyes no longer looked directly at his apprentice, but turned away embarrassedly, staring at the air, “The brothel is an excellent hiding place for people like us I come here for extended periods of time whenever I need shelter from the limelight. And I’m a normal adult male in good health. Is it weird to have physical needs? Also it’s kind of a job, ‘truth and pretense God’ advocates material enjoyment and carnal pleasures, and of course I, as the Reticent, obey the oracle.”

“What a high-sounding reason! Even the gods have been used as a shield by you! You told me that it’s fine to sleep with one or two prostitutes. What’s the matter with so many people? Besides those four guys, there are more More! I knew you were a frequent visitor to the brothel, but I didn’t expect you to be so…” Giuliano paused, saying that “lewdness” didn’t seem right, and “indecent” didn’t seem right either. After much deliberation, he finally I chose this statement—”You are so unscrupulous! From the bustard to the dancers, is there anyone in this brothel that you haven’t slept with!”

“…If you have to say it, Jiaou…”

“Enough is enough, I don’t want to hear it!”

“You just wanted to ask!” Enzo exclaimed aggrievedly.

“Can’t I be wrong! I’m not interested in your romantic history at all! You can relive the old relationship with your old friends, I won’t accompany you!”

Giuliano turned around to leave, but before he could touch the doorknob, his body was tightly held by a pair of hands stretched from behind. Enzo’s rapid breathing brushed against his ears, and the heat from his chest almost burned him. He didn’t hear the sound of Enzo moving at all, and the assassin appeared behind him like a ghost.

In the past, this kind of hug often meant the beginning of a love affair, but now it is like a dry wind on the grassland. Instead of extinguishing Giuliano’s anger, it blows it even more.

“Let go of me! Don’t touch me!”

He struggled desperately, with disgust all over his face. “Do you think I’ll calm down like this? You do this every time, thinking that if you make out, I’ll let go of the past. You think I’m a fool?!”

Giuliano was so angry that he simply bit Enzo’s hand. The assassin gasped with a “hiss” and quickly let go.

“Why do you bite people!”

“You were the one who bit you! Thinking of touching so many people with your hands makes me sick! You’re using what you learned from those prostitutes on me, just thinking about it makes me want to throw up!”

“Don’t you enjoy it too! If I don’t sleep with them, how can I get the technology? How can I make you happy?”

“I would rather not have any ‘enjoyment’ or ‘joyfulness’!”

The more Giuliano spoke, the more annoyed he became, and his eyes turned red, “I’d rather you don’t have any skills, even if it hurts me every time, it doesn’t matter, as long as you didn’t talk to them… didn’t talk to them…”

As he spoke, tears fell uncontrollably. He wiped it off hastily, hoping that he would move quickly enough so that Enzo wouldn’t see it. But as soon as it was wiped off, another string of teardrops slid down. He thought to himself, I am really spineless, how can I cry at this time? It’s okay to slap him twice, but it’s too weak to shed tears!

But he couldn’t stop at all. More and more tears poured out, so that he couldn’t even see Enzo’s face clearly. He couldn’t breathe, his throat was dry, and the tip of his tongue tasted salty.

“You’ve had…so many people…but I…to you, what am I…”

Enzo looked at him helplessly, not knowing whether to comfort or reprimand him. Several times he raised his hand to touch the top of Giuliano’s hair, as he used to do to comfort his frightened apprentice, but Giuliano was crying so hard he didn’t know whether to touch him or not.

“Giuliano, I… When I was hanging out with them, I didn’t know that I would meet you one day… That all happened before you and I met.”

“I know…I know the past can’t be changed, so I’m even more…unacceptable…” He sobbed, “Why didn’t I meet you first…”

“You have already met, it’s not too late.” Enzo said softly, “I have a romantic relationship with them, and they know in their hearts that who is not playing on the spot. Even Karona…she looks heartbroken, In fact, it’s just pretending, if she doesn’t behave like this, she won’t be able to attract customers. Now that I have you, it’s impossible to have anything to do with them in the future, I’m not the kind of person who changes hands, don’t worry. “

He reached out boldly and brushed Giuliano’s tear-wet hair from his cheek. “I know you were the only one. Although I used to be with many people… But from now on, it’s only you. Unless one day you don’t want me, otherwise I won’t have anything to do with others, not physically, not in my heart And never think about anyone but you.”

Giuliano avoided his hand and huddled warily by the door. He still didn’t want Enzo to approach him, but he didn’t cry so hard.

“You never belonged to me, so why don’t you say that.” He quoted Enzo’s own words to anger him.

“I belong to you, Giuliano. And you belong to me.”

“…No wonder those prostitutes like you so much, you are good-looking, rich, and have such a sweet mouth.”

Enzo smiled. “I’ve never said anything like that to them.”

He wiped the tears off Giuliano’s face, “Don’t cry, I told you that you look better when you smile.”

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud “bang”, and the door was pushed open violently. The door slams directly into Giuliano’s face, nearly smashing him into the wall behind the door. He was stunned for a moment.

Someone burst into the room.

“Enzo! You are still alive!” A crying male voice said, “I heard they said you came back, but I didn’t believe it…”

Clutching his aching nose, Giuliano crawled out from behind the door. The first thing he saw was the following: a man with bright red hair, wearing shiny silver-gray clothes, hugging Enzo tightly. , as if they were long-lost relatives.

Enzo seemed to have seen a ghost. “Giovanni?! What are you doing here? I didn’t pass on a message to tell you not to… eh!”

The red-haired man named Giovanni held Enzo’s head and kissed it fiercely.