Venice in early January was shrouded in a dreary fog.
This city built on the water of the lake was carved out by the large and small channels. When spring was warm, looking at the San Marco Bay from the Slavic Coast Avenue, it was glittering and dazzling. When winter arrived, looking from the Bridge of Sighs at the Governor's Mansion by the Xiaoyun River, it was foggy, desolate, and heart-wrenching, with a hint of decadent aristocracy.
Venice, the city on the water, was filled with the atmosphere of the last aristocrats of the Middle Ages. It was absurd and bizarre, but it was a favorite tourist destination for tourists from all over the world because the dark and humid Venice was a city that loved to be lively and festive.
Sightseers from all over the world came to Venice with the mood of a pilgrimage, but Julian, who was now stepping on the Riotto Bridge, did not think so.
He took a sip of the warm Brandy in his hand, and his eyes looked a little lost.
He wasn't from Venice, and he didn't have the passion of Venice in his body. Today, he stepped on the bridge again to mourn the lost love. In this place where he first met him, he once again recalled those intoxicating memories of the past.
It had been five years since they first met Bing Xu. When they first met, he was like a fallen angel in this water that made people willing to sink into it.
Meeting in the bone-chilling winter and separating in the bone-chilling winter was especially ironic and also especially natural.
Looking at the gray sky and the bluish-gray water surface, his heart sank even deeper, as if he was going to sink into this unchanging river…
He remembered that he had once ridden a gondola with Bing Bing to travel between every big canal and small canal. In this crazy and depraved city, they had stepped on every step. Laughing and cursing in the maze-like city, they glided across every waterway. Under the Riotto Bridge, he had seen the magnificent Governor's Mansion, and on the other side was the Death Prison that never saw the light of day.
Such an ironic comparison was like his life!! If he had it, it would be a luxurious dream that was worth spending thousands of dollars. If they lost it…they would fall into the dark hell.
In fact, he had never been to heaven, but in the layers of dreams, he had once fantasized about it, but in the end, he had failed.
Before he stepped into heaven, he had already fallen back to the human world in a sorry state, and then sadly fell into hell. Even though he was covered in wounds, his longing was still so torturous. Even though he had dug out everything in his body, he could not get rid of the pain in his heart. Even though he had grasped power and status, he could not patch up the hole in his heart…
Although the pain continued to flow out along the hole, it did not lessen. Instead, it became deeper and heavier, as if it was pushing him into the dark space of death.
Perhaps he should not have let him go…
However, even if he really managed to keep his people, so what?
He would never love him, he would never respond to the passion that almost overflowed from his chest, he would never understand this love of his, he would never understand how hard he had suppressed it.
How terrifying would it be for a beast that was used to plundering to give up hunting?
However, for him, he had no choice but to give up. If that was the happiness he wanted, then even if that was the happiness he wanted, he could not bear to destroy it.
He would rather suffer alone, he would rather watch him leave with a smile, than force him to stay by his side and deprive him of his soul-sucking smile.
If she truly loved that person, she had to fulfill his wish. Especially when his heart was not with her, it was meaningless to force him. He understood, he understood everything, but why was he so lonely?
He was surrounded by his friends who treated him sincerely, his partners who only wanted to have fun, his cunning business comrades, and the 10,000-man special forces under the Gerado family. There were at least tens of thousands of people who could stay by his side, but he could not be happy. On the contrary, the noisier the place, the more he could feel the terror and loneliness of being alone.
He was tortured by loneliness until he was about to go crazy!
Perhaps being loved would make him happier, but he was unwilling to do so. Bing Hui was his only attachment in this life. It was his first attachment and would also be his last.
He could still roll in other men's beds, but he would never love again, unless it was a second soldier. But so what if he found a replacement? What he wanted was not a substitute!
Or else, unless he could find a man who was even more attractive than a soldier.
It was a little difficult because God would not allow a bloodthirsty person with bloody hands to have unreachable dreams. Why was it called a dream? Most likely, it was because it was just a dream, and the plot could only be laid out in the dream. It would not appear in reality.
"Damn it!" Facing the biting cold wind, Julian suddenly cursed.
He raised his handsome face that was like a plaster statue. His dark green eyes were imprinted with snowflakes that should not have appeared at this time, and his mood sank to the bottom.
The heavens were really looking out for him. It was actually snowing!
It rarely snowed in Venice, and when he visited the city again after five years, it snowed like never before. Was the heavens mocking him? Laughing at him for becoming a good-for-nothing who couldn't withstand the torture of love?
Julian looked up at the sky and laughed coldly. His self-deprecating laughter escaped his mouth as his Adam's apple trembled. It was sorrowful and sorrowful.
Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, like cotton fluttering in the air. They gently danced in the air and slowly landed on Julian's pure wool coat. They melted into the soft grass and ended his short life. He didn't move at all. He just stared at the Grand Canal in front of him and watched the boats slide to the shore. Everyone looked up at the rare wonder.
It was very cold, but he didn't want to move his legs. He just stood there and silently mourned for that lost love.
He wanted to let the cold feeling completely melt into his body and use this to stop the longing that came out of his nest. If he did not do so, he was afraid that he would immediately rush to Marco Polo Airport and take a plane to Taiwan...
No, he wasn't someone who couldn't let go. He knew that time would eventually erase everything. It was just that…time wasn't long enough for him to forget him.
Give him a little more time. If he was given a little more time, he knew that he would definitely be able to do it.
However, he humbly hoped that that person would turn back…
A hegemon from Sicily who had supreme power, an emperor who swept through the fashion world, was so fragile on the Riotto Bridge that he did not look like a high-spirited and unrestrained madman in the past.
He had always possessed unimaginable power. In a world where the strong preyed on the weak, he always thought that he was the king who stood at the top of the world.
Who would have known that he was so fragile, so fragile that even he looked down on himself. What was even more hateful was that he actually couldn't control himself!
"Damn it!"
He angrily threw the Brandy in his hand under the bridge. He wanted to use this action to vent the longing that almost drowned him…
" What the hell?" A curse suddenly came from the bottom of the bridge.
Julian lowered his head and saw a gondola sliding out from under the bridge. A handsome beast was standing on the gondola, roaring at him.
He was a little absent-minded because this pattern was a little similar to the situation when he met Bing Hui back then.
The only difference was that Bing Hui would not be so enthusiastic, nor would he scold him, but he…
Seeing that Julian was ignoring him, the man standing on the gondola widened his blue-green eyes and turned to say a few words to the boatman behind him. As soon as he stood on the shore, he ran straight to the bridge and arrived in front of Julian in a few steps.
"I think you owe me an apology!”He was practically shouting.
Julian narrowed his charming eyes and stared at the dazzling blond man in front of him.
His half-length shoulder-length hair was a little messy in the wind, and a few strands of unruly hair swept past his magical blue-green eyes. For a moment, he almost thought he saw an angel.
"Are you mute or deaf?"
Seeing that Julian did not respond, his tone became even colder. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, as if he was going to argue with him to the end.
"You are very beautiful." These were the only words he blurted out, simple and appropriate.
He liked beautiful things, and that naturally included people. Although the man in front of him wasn't as emotional as Bing Huan, he was the type that he admired. He had never been stingy when it came to praising others. This was even his basic etiquette.
The man was stunned for a moment before he immediately replied,""Thank you."
Of course, he didn't need anyone to tell him how handsome he was. He knew it very well. After all, mirrors couldn't lie to people, right?
From the mirror, he could easily discover his extraordinary beauty.
But…wasn't his answer a little irrelevant?
"May I know your name?”Julien's eyes were on him.
He was wearing a high-quality leather trench coat with dark gray and light gray stripes and leather pants from the same series. If he remembered correctly, this outfit was displayed at last year's winter clothing exhibition, and the blue-green fluffy shirt inside was also displayed in that issue.
She did not expect that this set of clothes would be so eye-catching when put together. When worn on him, it would show off his tall figure even more. The leather boots under his feet were double-striped calf boots, which he had tried out last year. It seemed that he was his loyal customer.
"My name?" The man looked at him cautiously. A trace of light flashed in his blue-green eyes, as if he had understood.
Pfft, excessive beauty was really a sin.
He had never thought that he would be able to provoke the hearts of others like this, and he had never thought that he would actually be able to overcome the barrier of gender and obtain the favor of men and women...
Alas, it was a pity that he had to break his heart in the end because he did not love men, so he could only apologize to him.
No, he had not apologized to him yet. He still owed him an apology!
"I am very interested in you." Julian said without hesitation.
He did have a strong interest in him, but not just because he wanted to have a one-night stand with him, but because his bones were very attractive. If he walked on the runway, he would be the focus of the spotlight.
"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in you. Moreover, I want an apology from you!”The man said unappreciatively.
"Apologize?" For what?
"Don't tell me you forgot that you threw a glass bottle under the bridge just now?”He rolled his eyes in disbelief.
"Oh, it's about that... I'm sorry, I didn't expect a gondola to slide out from under the bridge at this time.”Regarding this matter, he sincerely felt sorry. Fortunately, he did not throw it very accurately. Otherwise, if it hurt his face, he would blame himself.
"It's very dangerous for you to do this. Besides, even though there are no boats rowing under the bridge, you shouldn't throw this thing into the canal. Not only will it cause environmental pollution, but it will also cause danger to the boat.”He really didn't want to give him a long lecture in the snow, but he was really annoyed. "Even tourists should have some basic common sense, okay?”
Venice was a city of water, and there were hundreds of waterways. If every tourist was as evil as he was, these waterways would be buried by garbage one day.
Pfft, he was really unlucky today. He originally planned to go outside to get some fresh air, but who knew that not only did he encounter the first snow since coming to Venice, but he was also almost hit by a wine bottle.
A disaster from outer space was most likely like this. Fortunately, his luck was good, and even demons and ghosts could not hurt him.
"I'm not a tourist." Julian agreed with him and was a little surprised that he attached so much importance to environmental protection. However, he was not a tourist, and Venice was not the first city he had visited.
"I've never seen you in Venice.”The answer was…He must be a tourist.
Venice was very small. It only took about thirty minutes to walk from north to south. In a place of this size, almost all the residents were children and retired old people. If they saw young people, they were either tourists or members of some private clubs. They took advantage of the time when the tourist fever subsided to visit this place. This was the decadent lifestyle of some rich people.
"I'm from Milan, but I have properties here.”He had stayed here for a period of time five years ago, and he also had his private property here. In that case, he should not be considered a tourist.
Damn it, he reminded him of the soldier again. He had bought the mansion here for the soldier, and there were probably some things that belonged to the soldier inside.
He wanted to get rid of those things, but he was reluctant to do so, and every year, he would foolishly put in a pile of clothes specially designed for soldiers.
He didn't want to think about this anymore. He had to forget those terrible memories and take a good look at his surroundings…for example, the handsome man in front of him.
However, he did not look like an Italian at all, but his handsome face made it impossible to guess his nationality.
However, since he was proud of being a citizen of Venice, he meant that he lived on the island, and the young people on the island usually only worked in some special service industry... So even if he didn't tell him his name, he still had a way to find him.
"Then you are still a tourist." In his eyes, unless they settled down in Venice, he regarded them all as tourists.
"It doesn't matter." He was not interested in discussing boring questions here. "I just want to know your name."
"You're not my friend, so I don't think I need to tell you my name.”Tell him his name so that he can completely pester him? He was not a fool.
He was already exhausted just from escaping the men's entanglement. If he was added to the mix, he was afraid that he would suffer from kidney failure due to exhaustion.
Hmph, only these young masters who were born with a good family background would always do some strange things, trading people as objects, and even bidding.
He realized that he was really unlucky enough. If he was smart enough, he would stop at this time and not go deeper so that he would not have any entanglements with him.
"I want to be your friend. Jie…"
"I don't want to be your friend. Goodbye.”
The man turned around and left, not caring about what Julian thought.
But…this name sounded familiar. Where had he heard it before? The man thought for a while, but he couldn't remember anything in his blank mind. He simply quickened his pace and left to avoid the burning gaze behind him.
Julian looked at his back as he walked away quickly, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up into the first smile since he set foot in Venice.
Perhaps the heavens took pity on him and could not bear to let him continue to suffer from loneliness. Then, they sent him a man who could divert his attention.# Review: hch471000 Time:1029201811:58AM#
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