JOJO: Winning Shediablo at the start

However, there is a special case, and that is the case of weather forecast and Pella.

They didn't grow up together as children, but they were related by blood.Even brothers and sisters who grew up together will have some mutual attraction because of their blood relationship.

Of course, almost all feelings will be neutralized by the Westermark effect, resulting in only family-like feelings between them.

This is why people with brothers and sisters will unconsciously dislike their brothers and sisters, but when they encounter certain things, they will be more sincere and intimate than outsiders.

However, Pera and Weather Forecast have never seen each other since they were young. After more than ten years, the blood attraction of the two made them fall in love more easily than others.

"So, it's wrong for you to be together." Pucci, who was lying on the hospital bed, no longer was tactful at this time, and straightforwardly pointed out the facts.

Hearing this, the weather forecaster lay on the ground and cried even more fiercely.

White Snake looked at the weather proudly.

Who told him to hurt Pucci, cry, cry hard!

Seeing this, Diablo sat helplessly on a chair beside him, and secretly supported his forehead, "I'm in trouble."

He didn't expect things to turn out like this.

In other words, he misunderstood the purpose of this visit from the very beginning.

The weather forecast didn't intend to kill Puqi at all, and he didn't bring himself here to let him find a reason to let Puqi go.

He wanted to help him think of a way out!

"Well, the weather... why don't we stop crying?" Diablo was a little worried about his mental state.

Originally, I thought that the weather forecast would not care much about this matter, but when I came here, it seemed that the weather also looked down upon his behavior.

That's trouble.

Don't break down such a good reserve employee like him!And expect him to work for himself in the future!

"Weather!" Diablo saw that talking was useless, so he pulled him up. He was crying like rain, but Diablo punched him in the face without hesitation.

"Yes! Another punch!" For some reason, White Snake was very excited when he saw the weather forecast being punched.

But Puqi felt a little heartbroken when he saw this, this was his brother after all.

Over the years, he also often contacted Xinyuan, asked about his younger brother's living conditions, and sent them a lot of money.

At first, Pucci thought it was his fault that his younger brother became like this.

But seeing his younger brother regain his memory, he was also in great pain. He understood that his younger brother didn't hate himself. He, like himself, hated this sad and ridiculous fate!

Who can say absolutely clearly about the misfortunes and fortunes in this world?

If it wasn't for the fact that I was born with deformed toes, I would very likely replace my younger brother's fate and cause all this again.

In this regard, Puqi also looked at Diablo, this guy who has changed many established destinies, he must have a way!

Looking at the weather forecast and Puqi's helpless eyes, Diablo also hesitated.

Can I really solve their problems by myself?I am also troubled by some things now.

This is equivalent to a sick doctor, can he treat patients with other diseases?

After thinking about it, Diablo decided to let them calm down a bit, so he dragged the weather forecast and left first.

Before leaving, he specifically reminded White Snake, "Keep an eye on Puqi, don't let him do stupid things!"

"Okay!" White Snake stood there and saluted meticulously like a soldier who had received an order. "If he dares to run around, I will stuff him under the bed!".

"Hey, White Snake, whose substitute are you?" Puqi looked at White Snake speechlessly.

Of course Diablo had no time to accommodate the two guys, so he left the ward with the weather forecast.

When passing by a room, the weather forecast obviously hesitated.

Diablo raised his eyes and looked at the door plate, which said [Pella?

"Go in and have a look."

Diablo opened the door and walked in without giving the weather forecast a chance to stop him.

At this time, the two female nurses in the room had just wiped Pella's body and put on her clothes. "Who are you? No outsiders are allowed here."

Seeing the five-year-old nurse and aunt ready to roll up their sleeves, Diablo hurriedly said that he and Puqi are good friends, and they just came to visit Pera.

Seeing that he didn't look like a bad guy, the female nurse put down the iron stand for the infusion in her hand in doubt, but still exchanged glances with another female nurse, and the relatively thin female nurse ran out.

"You're going to ask Pucci, right?" Diablo didn't care, but was very calm.

They didn't feel relieved until the nurses came back and shared the news.

Diablo took a look at the two female nurses, good guy, they are still in their clothes

The degree of freedom in the United States is really not covered!

But it can also be seen how much Puqi attaches importance to his sister, maybe these two people even have doubles!

Diablo didn't have the time to figure this out.

He came to Pera's hospital bed with the weather forecast.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, the weather forecaster couldn't stop trembling all over his body. He wanted to touch that lovely face, but thinking of their identities, he withdrew his hand.

"Pella... so cute." Diablo looked at Pella curiously. How did Pella, who has been unconscious all these years, maintain her physical growth?

You know, if the human body does not exercise for a long time, the muscles will atrophy.

Could it be that Pella's body came from the blade world?

"Apart from wiping the body every day, do you have any other work?" Diablo asked the nurses directly.

"In addition to wiping the body, we also need to help Miss Pella move her body to prevent muscle atrophy. Sometimes Mr. Pucci will also..."

At this moment, another nurse hurriedly stopped her colleague, because she was not sure whether Diablo knew about it.

"If it's a stand-in, I have it too." Diablo also guessed this. To be honest, he admired the rigorous attitude and courage of this nurse.

"Mr. Pucci will also come to talk to Ms. Pella, and give Ms. Pella some simple exercise instructions in the house to help her maintain her physical growth better."

Hearing this, the weather forecaster felt very complicated.

And all of this was seen by Diablo!

===Chapter 306 Uncertainty ===

From the moment he entered here, Diablo had been observing the weather forecast.

And what he has to do, the first step is to reduce the weather forecaster's hatred for Pucci.

This is not to say that what Pucci did was right, but that in order to help him, Diablo must first weaken the hatred of the weather forecast.

Only in this way can he better guide the weather forecast out of the current shadow.

It can be said that at the moment of knowing the real purpose of the weather forecast, all actions and thinking of the weather forecast fell into Diablo's arrangement!

"What an irresponsible brother!" Diablo shook his head, then turned and left.

The burly nurse aunt was ready to argue with him when she heard this, but the thin female nurse stopped her.

Diablo left the room with the weather forecast reluctantly.

"Why are you stopping me? Mr. Puqi is such a good person, how did he become irresponsible?" The fat nurse muttered unconvinced.

The thin nurse pushed down his glasses, "No, he wasn't talking about Mr. Pucci, or even talking to himself."

"What he just said was to the man behind him!"

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Leaving the hospital, it was still pouring rain outside.

Looking at the weather forecast with his head lowered beside him, Diablo said helplessly, "My clothes are very expensive."

It is said that the weather forecast has opened up a rain-free area that can accommodate two people. Diablo walked in the rain like this, but he would not get wet at all. .

Diablo didn't tell him where to go, but just walked on his own.

The weather forecast had no choice but to follow behind him.

"Where are you going?" After walking for a while, the weather forecaster finally couldn't help it.

Diablo then stopped, standing upright with him in the heavy rain.

Hearing the sound of crackling raindrops bursting in his ears, the weather forecast couldn't understand what Diablo was going to do.

At this moment, the Crimson King appeared instantly, clenched his fists and hit the weather forecast.

The weather forecaster was taken aback, and hurriedly released a double to fight back!

However, if the stand-in ability is not used, the weather forecast is no match for the Crimson King in a pure panel competition.

After three strokes, he was punched to the ground!

The weather forecaster didn't know what Diablo was doing, so he didn't dare to use his ability to fight back.

"Weather, I appreciate you trusting me to solve this. But my method may not be suitable for you, or I may not be able to help you at all!"

Diablo looked at the weather forecast on the ground, "Tell me, your inner choice now!"

Diablo did not choose to persuade slowly.

Because he doesn't know how to prescribe the right medicine.

For this matter, he has no good way.

After all, she is the sister of the weather forecaster, how can he persuade her?Is it the sky where fate is staged?Or will we never meet again in this life?

There is nothing Diablo can do about this problem. The only thing he can do is to determine the true attitude of Good Weather Forecast and help him firmly walk on that road.

Whether he chooses to betray his belief and be with Pella forever, or choose to never see Pella again in this life with regret.

None of this has anything to do with Diablo.

What he can do is to support the choice of weather forecast for no reason, so that he will no longer be confused!

Seeing the figure of Diablo blocking in front of him, the weather forecast lying on the ground also became confused at this moment.

he does not know!

According to Puqi, Pera may also be unable to wake up because he knew that they were brother and sister.

He didn't know whether his choice would be acceptable to Pella.

Is the two parties taken out of each other's memories together?Or bravely together regardless of the secular vision?

He dared not make a choice.

"Ah!!!!" The weather forecaster lay on the ground and wailed loudly, which made the already violent rain even more violent.

The heavy rain just poured on the two of them.

The people in the house just watched the two idiots not go to hide from the rain, standing alone on the street covered by rainwater!

Neither of the two spoke, just confronting each other in the rainstorm.

Finally, a sneeze from Diablo broke the silence...

"You are shameless!" Diablo curled up under the quilt in the hotel room tremblingly, with only his head exposed.

A head of long pink hair with musty spots stuck to the quilt at this moment, more like an octopus.

The weather forecast was unscathed, and he sat on the opposite chair without getting wet.

No way, the substitute ability of the weather forecast will protect him from being hurt by himself. Therefore, it is relatively difficult for him to commit suicide.

But Diablo was not so lucky.

First, I flew at high altitude for several hours before arriving in the United States. I was already as cold as my grandson, but it rained heavily again.

Well, the bad cold is gone!

A generation of evil emperors, bosses of gangsters, and the founder of Araki Village, now curled up in the blanket with a bad cold!

Now Diablo doesn't have any ideas other than sleeping, let alone helping the weather forecast.

If you don't scold him, it's because of a stuffy nose and a sore throat that you can't speak!

"Think for yourself! I won't serve you anymore!" After speaking, Diablo curled up on the bed like a snowman who was pushed down.

And the weather forecaster didn't know what to do at this time, so he could only use an excuse to buy medicine for Diablo and go out.

When I came to the hospital, the weather forecast came to Puqi's ward by accident.