Chapter 4 third chapter

Later yesterday, the local rescue team sent a boat to pick us up.I hope it is a gondola, a kind of flat-bottomed boat with two pointed ends unique to Venice. The hull is painted black like a coffin, which is in line with my taste.But no.Just an ordinary motorboat, with serial numbers and local government stamps smeared on it, its piercing engine screeching, and we were all picked up at once. The old couple and the chopstick brothers had originally stayed in the same hotel as me.The three Australian backpackers and Xiao S lived in two nearby cheap hotels with breakfast included, but these two hotels were forced to close in the flood, and the rescue team sent their luggage to my hotel one after another.Because they thought we were together.

Seriously, everyone thought we were in this together.Because not only are we about the same age, but there seems to be countless things to talk about.No, of course not me and Xiao S.I've been avoiding meeting him, but it's just not possible.Ever since they moved here, I've run into Heath without listening - which reminds me of that devil again.But again, it's not logical at all. Heath and Xiao S have been together, and Emily, the three seem like best friends.It's like the kind of good friends who have a good relationship in school and then travel together on a whim.Yes, this is the so-called truth they told me word by word, it sounds true and very believable-but maybe my nerves as a devil are too sensitive, I always feel weird.But it is more likely that there is nothing wrong with Heath himself, and there is nothing wrong with Emily, but it is just the appearance of Xiao S that makes me mess up.No one is indifferent to the presence of his ex-boyfriend (plus his current girlfriend) who broke up not so long ago (not so long ago), even though she herself is now married.

Speaking of which, Emily was elated about moving to my hotel, because she had a cat-killing curiosity that drove her to meet D no matter what. I have two explanations for this: 1. She wants to compare her boyfriend and her ex-girlfriend's current status; 2. Putting aside the relationship between me and Xiao S, purely from the perspective of a girl, she also wants to compare me with her other half. I don't want to participate in this kind of competitive system.Besides, I may not win.I'm not talking about the comparison between D and Xiao S - there is no juxtaposition between the two of them at all, as if they don't exist in the same universe, and the only connection between them is my asteroid (which used to be ) had unexplained impacts.Of course, after the first collision, I traveled at least a few million light-years in a straight line before stepping into the universe where D exists.

I mean, the comparison between me and Emily. I'm not sure whether Emily and Xiao S will be together in the future, but what I can be sure of is that if they really get married, Xiao S will never leave her a step during the honeymoon. Because any normal person can do it without hesitation.Because it's the right thing to do.It is the most normal thing for newlyweds to be glued to each other during their honeymoon. But I'm not normal. Because D is not an ordinary person. In fact, I haven't seen him since coming to Venice. He did come with me, like a normal couple, packed our bags together, boarded the night flight from London to Venice Marco Polo Airport, and crossed the long bridge from Mestre in the wee hours of the morning Arrive in Venice main island.

He rented a gondola, chatted casually with the boatman in fluent Italian, knew the direction effortlessly in the night (I bet he must have been here countless times, he lived so long), and finally came here hotel. The hotel is only one street away from St. Mark's Square (now flooded), close to the Grand Canal, and you can have a panoramic view of Venice by opening the window.In this place where every inch of land is precious, there is a sizable square garden hidden in the middle of this hotel (now also flooded), unlike the false sky painted on the ceiling in the basement of Brown Castle, this The gardens are open air like a true Renaissance garden, with fine marble sculptures and orange trees in waist-high painted pots.In addition, the hotel's rooms are incredibly large, and the interior displays are antique, completely retaining the architectural and decorative styles of the Renaissance.

D left me alone in this Medici 1 palace, and then he—gone. It was my idea to come to Venice, not his.In fact, when I first suggested it, he hesitated for a while.But now it's him who can't wait to go out.He said he had important friends in Venice and he went to visit them.Throw me away casually, as if I don't need him at all.As if, after being viciously cursed, I was strong enough to protect myself. Not long ago, when I escaped from Murphys' grasp and woke up from a nightmare, when we finally got up the courage to confess to each other and accepted each other's love, when everything was holy and flawless, in The most beautiful moment of my life, when Vera, my onetime best friend, suddenly fell from the sky and cursed our wedding.

The wedding is still valid. Grandma Sophie told us that she firmly believes in the power of the elemental elves. She said that as long as you believe in yourself and each other, everything will be fine. But I always feel that she is just comforting me.As the high priest of the druids, she had no idea how the other party destroyed the spiritual power protection ring in the ceremony under her nose. Vera wasn't a vampire anymore, because if she still was, there was no reason D couldn't feel her presence as a kin.Or she never was, but just an illusion.After all, it was Sebastian who made her change.If Sebastian isn't a vampire (which he certainly isn't), she can't be either.

The above is just my conjecture, and I have no chance to confirm it, because Vera disappeared just like last time after issuing the curse.All of a sudden, there is no trace to follow.The two of us were left in shock, unable to believe what we saw, and Grandma Sophie who was thinking hard about all this. I still remember how Grandma Sophie looked at that time, she frowned, her face became paler than D, and she was extremely tired.Her thin body trembled in the night wind, as if she had suddenly doubted her beliefs for many years.The way she looks makes me feel worse than the curse itself.She is a kind-hearted old man, she is the grandmother of William and Marlin, I hope she will always be healthy and happy, I don't want her to worry about us.

Anyway, when this uncertain curse still exists, and Vera is still watching us from somewhere, D, my other half, my soul mate, my soul destination, my lover for six hundred years , my new husband, as he used to do, left me.No message or clue was left for me.I don't know what he's going to do.I don't even know where to find him. I don't even know if he would turn a deaf ear when I was in danger, and was doing something he thought was more important.Just like now. Maybe I should give myself more confidence.He loves me, doesn't he?Otherwise, he would never take the risk of finding me in Murphy's dream, let alone propose to me.He has given me everything that any girl in the world wants most - the promise of a lover, and the so-called status.But these are just verbal titles, without any reliable evidence-if the torn white silk can be counted-but that's too depressing-even I, who is completely black all over, think ominous.

Could this so-called "marriage" bind him?But in fact, I don't want to restrain him.I don't want to tie him down to me.I'm not that kind of girl - really? I'm in a dilemma. Because for six hundred years, the only small wish in my heart is to have him by my side. Like a little girl who will never grow up.