On the Seven Towers

Luo Ling's proposal was a bit strange. Generally, no one would think of visiting a school.

Even Felicia was a little confused. She asked, "Why would you want to visit our school?"

"I just suddenly thought of an idea. From talking with you, I realized that the people who disappeared and even this accident were almost forgotten. If no one mentions this matter anymore, eventually even our relatives will be forgotten. I will slowly lose track of what they look like.

So, I wanted to write a reportage to record the stories between those who passed away and their relatives, and it would be a good idea to start with Agordo. I want to walk where he walked, look for his footprints, and then, with your help, leave his story in the paper. By then, even if ten or twenty years have passed, you will be able to relive his story from this report. "

Felicia was moved by her almost instantly. She was even a little moved and felt that she had a sense of mission to promote this matter. If there is such a reportage, she will share it with Catherine. This is the best reward for her years of waiting.

"Would you write it in Spanish?"

"I will translate a version. I think Carmela will like it."

"Well, of course, what help do you need?" Felicia asked seriously.

"Go to the places where you have lived, and the places where you have memories. If it is convenient, I would like to invite you and your husband Bermudo to have dinner. I am sure he still has many stories to tell. "Luo Ling said, "How about making the school you studied together the first stop?"

"Okay. Wait a minute, I'll close the flower shop and take you there." Felicia ran to the next door, closed the door, and put up a sign that said it was closed. Then he took Xiao Chen and Luo Ling to their school.

There were many old houses in the area Felicia took them through, and their footprints were left in many places in these neighborhoods.

When walking through an alley, Felicia stopped in front of a stone wall, "Look here."

At a certain position in front of the stone wall, a knife can be used to carve two hearts pierced together by bows and arrows. The two hearts have "A" and "C" written on them respectively. This carving looks very old. A lot of moss has grown on it. Felicia said: "This was left by Agordo and Catherine. They had just entered middle school at that time."

Walking past a step where she could see the beach in the distance, she added: "This is the place where we often sit, chat and rest after class. We say a lot of silly things that belong to young people here. We imagine the future together. How about being a football star for a while, being a mayor for a while, or being a movie star, or being a sailor on a sailboat, and there are all kinds of commitments to travel around the world and change the world together.”

"Everyone has times like this, right? When you think back to times like this, you will feel that the world is actually very cute." Luo Ling said.

"Is it cute? What you say is really interesting. However, most of these things have not come true, they are just daydreams of youth. But... there are also some that have come true. For example, Agordo went to China, and Bermo Marry me more," Felicia sighed.

The middle school they attended indeed seemed to have a long history. Whether it was the rust on the door or the moss on the wall, they all seemed to tell the story of the past. At this time, the students in the school had already finished school. Felicia walked Xiao Chen and Luo Ling through the campus and told them one by one where the classrooms where they had classes and where they played. Agordo was scolded by the teacher in that office, and Bermudo regarded that corner as their secret camp. Thanks to the almost unchanged rhythm of the times in Europe, many traces of her memory can still be found on this campus.

Xiao Chen listened silently and imprinted these scenes in his mind one by one.

As evening approached, Luo Ling found a restaurant recommended by many tourists on reviews and treated Felicia and Bermudo to dinner.

The three of them arrived at the hotel first. At about seven o'clock, a man in a windbreaker came to their seats. Bermudo looks much older than in the photo, and he is a very mature and stable man. He was dressed very business-like. It was said that he had just returned from a visit to a client company. His brown hair was neatly combed, and the short beard left around his mouth was very masculine. Under his straight eyebrows, his eyes gave people a very deep feeling. Xiao Chen's mental power is extremely strong. Even if he doesn't show his sharpness, ordinary people will feel a kind of pressure that seems to be absent when they look at him, and unconsciously avoid his direct gaze, but Bermudo does not Any dodge and smiled at him.

Xiao Chen's intuition told him that this was a very powerful person. If placed in this world, he would be a business elite. If placed in that world, as long as the opportunity is right, he could become the strongest person in the world and the enemy of all mankind. Xiao Chen had a premonition that if his brother was similar to him in some aspects, the God of Nature would be very difficult to deal with.

No wonder that among so many ancient gods, the one who had the last laugh was the brother of the one in front of him.

"It turned out to be a friend from China. In fact, like Agordo, I am very interested in China. During the summer vacation of his first year studying abroad, Catherine and I went to China to visit him. We traveled in China for half a month. Time. It's a very beautiful place. If my mother didn't need care at that time, I might have gone to study abroad with him." Bermudo's words sounded very comfortable.

After a few pleasantries, Felicia gave a basic introduction to Xiao Chen and Luo Ling, and then talked about Luo Ling's reportage plan. Bermudo listened carefully and was also very interested in Luo Ling's plan.

"You are a kind and wise person." He picked up the wine glass and gently clinked it with Luo Ling's glass, praising, "My mother and poor Catherine will definitely be grateful to you. Catherine and I have always had some contact on the face of the book, and I can feel that she has not really come out, and she is not living a happy life. Maybe if you write something like that, it will give her a real period. I will tell you anything you need to know about Agordo."

"You know, it takes a lot of details to make the story vivid. Any details you say can help me portray a more real Agordo." Luo Ling said.

Bermudo smiled and said, "Maybe we can start with some of his stupid things when he was a child. There are some stories here that Felicia may not know."