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Mirabel believes that Bruno's talent may not be just his self-proclaimed acting. As she explored Bruno's hidden rooms further, she found more traces of the paintings present on the planks.
Although the gap widens the line of sight, there is still more than enough rubbing in place. It was indeed reassuring to be able to see her family, but her dear uncle could not rely on this alone. In addition to the small plate marked with Bruno's name, he also used chalk to create his own small piece of the sky. She stepped on the creaky planks, watching the white sun coexist with the moon, counting the twinkling stars hidden under the clouds.
Fortunately, Bruno had come out of the wall. The castle was torn apart with traces of all their lives. Rebuilding is a long process, but they have each other, so the days are not so unbearable. It was a habit of about a decade, and Bruno still liked to hide in the shadows. Most of the townspeople tried to accept him, but his presence still caused the children to scream and flee, causing the adults to whisper. He finally chose the mode of day and night, hiding in the tent during the day and waiting until nightfall to come out to help everyone. A person is busy until sunrise and then goes back to rest.
How is this different from his life inside the walls?! Mirabel thought indignantly. In her opinion, her uncle was simply too gentle—————— always regarded others as the first consideration, and she was always giving in. It is precisely because of this that he is skinny and lives in fear. This is not even life, it has to be called suffering!
She gave the situation to her mother, but they said there was no other quick way to go. They could not ask the townspeople to accept Bruno as quickly as they did, and he was not related to them. The rumor has been around for a decade, and people have to digest it slowly.
"But he can ignore them!" Mirabel argued.
"But you know, my dear. Bruno was surrounded by those claims for a long time. Julieta caressed her little daughter's face helplessly. This will make him think of his previous life. ”
Okay, okay. Mirabel thought. In any case, she had to let him step into a new beginning.
Bruno had recently felt that Mirabel was looking at him strangely. They will chat a lot. But Mirabel spends more time being swept away. They asked her how she had laid the bricks so neatly and how the floor on this side should be arranged. And with a big smile, she calmly solved one problem after another.
She is indeed a popular darling. Bruno admitted. Although she was still young, her admirers had already lined up a dozen times. If he were young, he would also be attracted to such attractive girls.
Perhaps it should be said that he is now attracted.
Year after year, Bruno saw her growth through the gaps and listened to her talk to herself. Sometimes, he even felt like they were the same. It's a strange feeling, but it does exist.
He's a bachelor. Bruno was ready to have no partner for the rest of his life, after all, who would want him to be a scruffy man full of quirks and rats? He had been alone in the wall for ten years, and loneliness was already a common thing for him. But after he met Mirabel, loneliness became unbearable. That's the scariest thing. He longed for her gaze, loved her smile, and loved her little furrowed eyebrows when she thought about it.
This is definitely wrong. But let's talk about the current situation. Mirabel has given him too many eyes lately... So much so that he had to hide around, thinking about what he had done. Did she realize it? Is she going to condemn him? She didn't need to mention it, and he introspected himself every day with an iron barrel in the corner of the tent.
It happened one night. Everyone went back to their tents to rest, while Bruno was still busy alone. He also liked working alone, which would make him forget everything, and he even ignored the footsteps coming from behind.
"Tío Bruno?"
Startled by this sentence, he subconsciously took a few steps back, then fell into the pile of bricks.
The moon was obscured by clouds, and everything seemed blurry in the night. He blinked, realizing that the source of the sound came from his niece. Mirabell held out her hand to him and pulled him to help him stand up. Bruno patted the ash on his clothes, and he was still a little stunned.
"Hey, hey, it's so late, why are you still outside?"
"I think you need to take a vacation!" Mirabel blinked. "Mom can understand our ——— now, put down the tools in your hand, and go with me!"
Before he could reply, his most mobile niece grabbed his hand and dragged him outside. In this moment, Bruno hated himself for not exercising well during the decade.
"Wait, wait, where are we going?"
"It's a secret!" The girl laughed, and the laughter sounded like a crisp bell ringing in his ear.
They walked through the town. Bruno hadn't walked down the street in a long time, and bad memories flooded in. Mirabel seemed to realize something. She squeezed Bruno's trembling hand and whispered. It didn't matter, they were all asleep. Even if someone is awake, I won't let them hurt you.
Is Mirabel really untalented? Bruno thought so. She was very similar to her mother. But one heals people with food, and the other heals people with words.
They walked for a while, and finally reached the bottom of the mountain. Mirabel has a trail of its own. After crossing a few small slopes, they quickly reached a flat spot. Mirabell spread a blanket on the floor, motioned for him to sit down, and handed him a piece of chocolate.
"I'm sorry, but I didn't bring what I needed for the tea party. belch...... But I guess you're not too hungry either? ”
He looked at the chocolate in his hand and nodded questioningly to her.
"All right, all right. I think we need to talk. ”
Bruno was shocked. Did she really realize?! The words of apology fermented in his heart, and when he was ready to take out a word of apology first, Mirabel's words made him hold back again.
"I know you're not having a good time, but it's all going to pass. The process will be very long, but I will definitely accompany you, just as you silently accompany me. ”
She talked about her childhood. About those compassionate eyes, those hurtful arguments. She ignited the doubts of the townspeople about the family, and it was she who caused people to panic, is the magic going to disappear? They can't know, they can only guess one round. She was a special child, and she was powerless for her own special.
But she survived. Most of the time, people are friendly. Her cheerful personality has also won the love of many people. But Mirabel also often felt lonely. Until she realized of Bruno's presence——— Bong! She couldn't believe that someone was silently giving everything for her. If the hidden truth were revealed, her life would be absolutely ten thousand times worse. She sincerely thanked Bruno and hoped that she could do something for him. It's not just companionship. If she had to follow Bruno all day, she would too!
Of course, this also has her selfish intentions. She's kind of... Loved my uncle. Of course Mirabel preferred to call him Bruno. Who wouldn't fall in love with a man who has given himself ten years and is extremely cute. Not to mention that her concept of her uncle is very weak——— Bruno is just the one who suddenly breaks into her life and gets her heart under the title of uncle.
In any case, Mirabel finally told Bruno everything (excluding the one about the crush). He was a little shocked, which led him to a long time to come to his senses, and the preamble did not match the afterword. What a very comfortable word he was staying with now. But in the end, it was broken by Mirabel. They hooked their fingers, and Bruno vowed that he would change his schedule——— start minute by minute, shift his activity time to daytime, and socialize appropriately.
Then they both laughed out loud and closed their mouths in unison, observing everything around them. The stars shone brightly above their heads. Bruno suddenly realized that this was the first time he had ever admired the scenery around him with a pleasant mood, and this was undoubtedly the most beautiful starry sky he had ever seen.
And then it happened. It seems to be a little joke made by God, who implants a magnet into love, making the distance between two people who love each other smaller and smaller, and finally sticking together. They didn't know who did it first, but by the time the two realized, they were already leaning together. Their cheeks were so close together that Mirabel could even hear Bruno's breathing, and she could kiss Bruno's cheek with her head on the side.
Maybe it's time! What she saw on TV, this was the best time to steal a kiss. If Bruno was frightened, she explained that it was an accident. However, she has to make up more reasons, and in the future, she will control the frequency of stealing kisses at the point.
The girl thought too simply, closing her eyes and going straight up to the very low probability of receiving a kiss, and Bruno also happened to turn her head at this moment. She slammed Bruno's forehead hard, and the two of them let out a painful "snort" at the same time.
The situation is awkward, very embarrassing. Mirabel touched her reddened forehead and thought hard. What can be done to explain what she just did? Anyway... The sudden action she had just made was all too obvious. The soap opera only told her the best outcome, the bad ending... She hadn't seen it, because the ratings for a bad ending would go down.
But in fact, they all felt something. Mirabel noticed through her glasses that Bruno subconsciously held her hand. Her heart was pounding fast, and her gaze slowly crawled back, and Bruno was watching her with gentle eyes. There are others in this line of sight... Some emotions, she couldn't read.
"That's not right, Mira."
He knew, he knew.
Mirabel really doesn't pretend, and she probably doesn't know she'll break her mind when she thinks. Bruno heard from her muttering what was the best time, the words of kissing. As he crept past, she was pouting her mouth to rehearse.
He was surprised first, followed by further panic. People love those soap operas, that's right. But that doesn't mean that this kind of affection is allowed in reality. Moreover, Mirabel was only a larger child at best. Isn't she really infected by those episodes and the admiration that arises?
"I know what you're thinking, but it's definitely not influenced by those TV shows." Mirabel lowered her eyes and decided to make her words clear. "I'm really in love with you."
She didn't want to say how love came about. Unpacking love is the most boring act. That's how it happened. And because of a touch or a small conversation, it is growing rapidly. But she had to refute her uncle's excuses one by one, which prevented them from going to happiness.
First, although we are relatives, you can't deny that our relationship is not so much like relatives, after all, you are absent for most of my life.
Second, no matter what kind of identity you are, you need my company, and I want to help you. We just ticked it.
Three, you love me too, don't you?
All three Bruno were speechless. Mirabel leaned against his shoulder, consciously or unconsciously wrapped around the wool on his cloak. It's clear. Now it's up to him to respond.
"You're too young, Mira. I'm afraid you'll do something you'll regret. ”
Hearing this, Mirabel suddenly burst out laughing.
"That's a good solution!" She cheered. "I can wait, like you. I'm going to be an adult someday, aren't I? ”
“well...... At that time, I guess I became an old man. ”
"I don't care what you become! Just like Camillo can become everyone, but he is still Camillo. ”
She knew his concerns. After hearing his sigh, Mirabel knew he had compromised. She is not in a hurry to become a lover with Bruno. There was much to do among them, and she was impatient to learn about his youth and help solve his worries and troubles. She wasn't afraid, but what they had was time.
"So, how many times a week can I kiss you?"
"At most once!"
"That's too little——— Tío Bruno!" At least twice! ”
Mirabel blocked Bruno's lips in protest. It was a very pure kiss, without any skill, but enough to make people remember for a lifetime. Bruno closed his eyes, and Mirabel's lips were warm and with a hint of chocolate. He thought. After so many bumps, he finally found a way out. Until Mirabel found him, he was nothing more than trapped in the wall. First surrounded by rumors, then alone. He had tasted enough loneliness. And now, she led him out of the first wall, and insisted on breaking through people's stereotypes. For the first time in all these years, he stepped out and saw the sun.
In fact, the sun did appear. They brought in the dawn. The darkness retreated step by step into the background, and the golden light struck everything, slowly purifying everything. Bruno hugged Mirabel. He realized that he had run out of kisses and could only kiss the back of Mirabel's hand gently, kissing her every finger slit reverently. Listen to her giggles.
Meanwhile, Antonio, who is located in the Magic House, is awakened by the squeaks of rats. He was sleepy-eyed, but still let the rat climb into his bed. Listening to the rat whisper to him, he couldn't help but smile.
"Mm-hmm... You say you saw the sunrise for the first time? Hmmm... You feel happy, that's great! ”
He sincerely blessed it and then fell asleep.
———Fin———