love brother

Chapter 20 LIGHT OF DAWN - The Light of Dawn

When spring comes, everything revives, the branches on the trees begin to sprout, and the flowers and plants change their sluggishness and reveal their fragrance again.

One sunny afternoon, I asked De Cario, Ronald and Albert to play poker in my new house.

Albert is the new commander of MASK. To use an inappropriate metaphor, if I were the emperor, then De Cario would be the prime minister, Albert would be the general, and Ronald would be my finance minister.

Albert has the toughness of a soldier, he obeys orders without questioning, and is very loyal.He used to be De Cario's underling, and I promoted him after Barry's death.He is trusted by De Cario, so he should also be trusted and reused by me.

After two months of repairs, my house finally looked brand new. It was less than two kilometers walk from the Kemersia Manor. It was very close. When Ryan was not at the manor during the day, I could go home to handle official business and walk there at night.

Looking out from the balcony window of my room, when the first ray of sunlight rises from the east, I can just see the golden light shining on the roof of Kemersia Manor.

So, I put up a sign at the gate of my manor and named this piece of land - LIGHTOFDAWN.

We played cards and chatted about men's topics, politics, women, cigars and guns.

Ronald told me that he was a little worried about the current situation. The world is chaotic, the government is incompetent, and the rapidly rising fascist party is watching.

He puffed out the white smoke of his cigar sadly: "I have a feeling that the future will not be peaceful. As long as the country falls into the hands of that short and fat blacksmith's son, the people will never have peace."

De Cario took out a card and threw it on the table, nodding in agreement: "We will never have peace!"

I frowned, I didn't know how to play a bad hand, and said in my mouth: "You mean he will wipe us out?"

Ronald has no party or affiliation, barely considered half a mafia man, he is a thorough businessman, and hates others to block his way of making money.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a sneer: "He will definitely, how can a dictator tolerate the existence of other forces? I think he is already ready to move towards Sicily. This fascist lunatic!"

Albert looked at the three of us, probably unable to keep up with our speaking rhythm, played a card indiscriminately, and asked hesitantly: "Then what should we do?"

I thought about it, and said, "I can't beat it, just avoid it."

Although we are local snakes, we are still no match for the armed forces of a country.

De Cario played the last pair of cards in his hand and leaned back in his chair: "Yes, avoid it, the most stupid is head-to-head. I won."

We pushed the chips in our hands to him, and I took a sip of the whiskey in hand, feeling a little heavy for no reason.

Although this is a topic on the poker table, but this time I am serious, I have some thoughts, about MASK, about Ryan.It's just that Ryan will definitely not cooperate well with me. I have to think hard about how to persuade him.

Albert asked again, "Where are you going?" There was no hesitation in his eyes this time.

He is an obedient subordinate who knows when to obey orders and when to go forward.As long as I make a decision, he will have no objection.

I drank all the whiskey in the glass in one gulp, then played with the transparent glass, thought for a moment and said, "Switzerland or the United States."

Yes, I plan to migrate MASK to escape the daily complicated situation.

Ryan, of course, must come with me.

Before he went to Turin, I thought that as long as I was strong enough, I could protect him, but when he was injured in a place I couldn't see, I couldn't do anything. At that moment, I realized that he was not under my control. As a man, he has ambitions and aspirations. I can't interfere with him, and I have no right to interfere.

Nothing frustrates me more than that he doesn't need me, and nothing frightens me more than his being in danger at any moment.

Sometimes I really want to cut off his ideals and aspirations and let him stay peacefully by my side.

I had a long chat with De Cario and the others that day, and roughly talked about their future plans and plans. They said they would follow my instructions unconditionally.

It is really a lucky thing to have such a supportive companion, and it would be perfect if I have a well-behaved and sensible lover.

I waited for Ryan for a long time at the Kemersia Manor that night. He didn't come back from outside until dawn, and the tiredness on his face was extremely obvious.

He hugged me and lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes, buried his head on my neck, his slightly damp breath sprayed on the side of my neck, and I shivered.

I stroked his back and felt that he was in a surprisingly bad mood, so I didn't dare to ask him what's wrong.

We lay quietly like this for a long time, until the sun was rising, and the sunlight from outside the window shone in, covering the whole bed.

"You must leave as soon as possible." Suddenly, his voice sounded without warning.

My movement of stroking his back stopped suddenly, I knew something must have happened, otherwise he would not have asked me to leave abruptly, and I knew that the departure he said would definitely not mean leaving the Kemersia Manor or Rome the meaning of.

I asked him in a low voice, "What happened?"

He rubbed my shoulder and said, "You have no right to ask. Don't ask too much, disband your people as soon as possible, and then leave Rome and go to Switzerland."

His thoughts coincided with mine, which made me more convinced that something big was going to happen.

"What about you?" I asked.

He raised his head, his silver eyes were silent, and said as a matter of course: "Me? Of course I'm still staying where I should be."

I stared at him in disbelief. "You tell me nothing and tell me to give up everything and get out of here? I'm not going unless you're with me."

He turned over and sat up, turned his face slightly, his brows and eyes were covered with a layer of golden morning light, but I couldn't feel any warmth.

He said sternly: "You have to go, don't negotiate terms with me."

Here it is again, his Kemersian theory, domineering, unreasonable, and self-centered.

I sat up and shouted to him: "Don't leave me this time, I won't leave you. If you want me to go, you must go with me, or even if I die, I will die with you Together!"

I hugged him tightly from behind, and pressed my chest against his back, feeling the throbbing of each other's heartbeats as one.

He couldn't get rid of me, and on that, and on that alone, I wouldn't listen to him.

Seeing my persistence, he softened his tone, and patted the back of my hand to comfort me: "You go first, I will find you, I swear. You will take care of Amy for me, you are the person I trust the most , I don’t trust others. My only son is in your hands, are you still afraid that I will run away?”

I am not afraid that he will run away, I can chase him back wherever he goes, but I am afraid that he will encounter danger in a place far away from me, he will never understand this kind of feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

Because he will never love me the way I love him.

"How long? How long do you want me to wait for you?" I asked.

He pondered for a while: "Two years. I can't just leave. I have a public job, so I must find a proper reason to get out."

"I can wait for you here for two years, and then we will go together! If De Cario and the others can leave first, I am sure that I will stay in Rome incognito, and no one will recognize me."

I made up my mind to go with him, and unless he could tie me to a ship all the way to Switzerland for two years, I would stay in Rome anyway.

He turned around and stared at me with blazing eyes, as if he wanted to stare two holes in me.

"Aren't you listening to me?"

My heart trembled because of his words, but I was still not ready to give in: "If you don't tell me the reason, I won't leave, absolutely not!"

We stared at each other murderously for a long time, and neither would let the other.Ryan's face turned a little ugly. I knew he was annoyed at my stubbornness, but I didn't intend to compromise first this time.

I have loved him since I was a child, and I have loved him for more than ten years. He is more important than my life. I am even willing to die for him, but if I leave him without asking anything, I cannot agree.

In the end, he seemed to have nothing to do with me, he looked away and sighed softly.

I thought he was tired of arguing with me and felt sore, but he dropped a bombshell the next second.

His tone was full of helplessness: "We have a new prime minister, that's why I let you go."

new prime minister?Combined with his weird words and deeds, a crazy idea quickly rose in his heart.

I was startled, and blurted out in disbelief: "That fascist?!"

He nodded solemnly, with unresolved worry between his brows.

"The king is going to summon him."

My head was dizzy for a while.what does that mean?This means that Ronald's vision has come true, and Italy is about to change!

Lane clearly has a deep distaste for the new prime minister across the party: "I know he's not going to stop here, he's going to eat away at the country until he drives the other parties out of his regime. But the party I'm with, they're naive I think we can coexist peacefully and achieve common prosperity with those fascists." He snorted and commented viciously: "Stupid, a complete idiot!"

I was still shocked by the information I received, and blinked blankly: "So you let me go, are you afraid that he will come to Rome and take the knife on us first?"

The establishment of a new regime will always bring a series of new changes.Some time ago, the political situation was chaotic, and the mafia was very rampant for a while, but if it is true that the dumpy man is going to come to power as Ryan said, it will definitely be a big blow to us.

"No, this is second." He stood up and took two steps, his shirts and trousers, which were always neat, looked a little messy now, and his fair face lacked blood, describing his fatigue: "The worst thing is that they attack you , threaten me with you. If you and Amy leave Italy, I have nothing to fear. They can't catch me, and I can easily get out in the future. Your mafia background is too blatant. They want to deal with me. Just find someone I am very passive if I punish you with a reason, I can't let them move you."

I was moved and frightened at the same time, and suddenly fell into a painful choice.As Ryan said, my existence will only make him a target of public criticism. For our mutual good, I should leave Italy as soon as possible.

But sometimes reason and emotion can't coexist. My reason tells me that this is not the time for my son and daughter to grow in love, but my emotion clamors that I don't want to leave him for a moment.

I copied some hair, and stood up preoccupied: "You let me think about it, think about it..."

I walked up to him, took his hand, and pressed a kiss on his lips.

He didn't say anything, just watched me leave silently.

I dragged my sleepless body back to "Light of Dawn", lit a Cuban cigar, leaned on the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked from the balcony of the room to the direction of the Kemercia Manor, and tried to get through the densely packed windows as small as ants. Identify the door that Ryan is on.

I can't drag him down, I need to pack myself and leave Italy as soon as possible.

I can't leave him, he is in danger and I should stay by his side.

I should leave, he doesn't need my company.

I should stay, they won't necessarily make a fuss about me.

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When the sun was in the middle of the sky, at noon, the butler knocked on the door and asked me if I wanted lunch. I shook my head and told him to back off.

I rubbed my temples, distraught.I feel like I've torn myself in two, each half rejecting the other's opinion, and each half understanding the other's anguish.

I don’t know how long after that, I called out to the housekeeper, he came to see me in a hurry, I asked him to call De Cario, and said that I had something urgent to see him.

I looked into the distance and found that the orange-red sun was slowly sinking along the horizon, only to realize that I had been thinking like this all day.

I moved my stiff limbs, stretched my muscles and bones, and I didn't feel hungry when I was thinking seriously. Now that I'm done thinking, the hunger immediately swept my stomach.

I left the room, went downstairs, and had the footman order the kitchen to prepare food for me.

I was sucking pasta off my plate when De Cario arrived.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at me hellishly: "I heard that you are looking for me in a hurry?"

I wiped my mouth, smiled and told him my decision.

"We leave Italy and go to America, the sooner the better."

Switzerland is not suitable for mafia survival, America is easier to re-establish my dark kingdom.

I have a responsibility on my shoulders, I will settle MASK and Amy, and then, I will only give Ryan one year, if he can't come to me within one year, I will go back to China to find him, and I will follow him in spite of myself side.

Chapter 21 Underitall, Iloveyou——Everything Can't Be Worth, I Love You When I came to New York for the first year, I was busy building a new MASK and kept in touch with Ryan all the time.

I recruited a large number of Italian disciples locally, and gained prestige through continuous expansion of contacts and intelligence collection.Gradually, people no longer call us MASK or Italians, but call us "The Lombardi Family" by my surname.

It is not easy to gain a firm foothold in a foreign country. I once said that I would give Ryan a year to come to me, but when I really urged him to leave Rome as soon as possible, I was at my wits end.

The new prime minister of Italy forced away many mafia godfathers in the country. Like me, they traveled across the ocean to the United States to continue to develop their power, and they refused to give in to each other.I fought my way through constant struggles and assassinations, and sent those who didn't like me to heaven one by one in just one year.

The Lombardi family's influence in New York is growing day by day, and it seems to be one of the largest gangster families.

Family revival should be uplifting, but my heart is getting heavy day by day because Ryan and I have lost contact.

I went back to Rome despite De Cario's objections, and was beaten up by Ronaldo in the end.

"If something happened to him, what do you think you can change when you go back? You can only pay yourself! He entrusted Amy to you, do you want to let him down?"

I told myself to calm down, but I was still trembling with panic, and my hands and feet were cold.

I'm in total disarray and don't know what to do.

Amy was woken up by us, wearing pajamas, holding his little rabbit puppet in his hand, and ran to us with bare feet. The adults lost their words for a moment and stared at him blankly.

I picked him up and hugged him tightly as if I wanted to absorb the warmth from his body.

He opened his innocent eyes and asked me cautiously: "Yuni, what's wrong with you? Why are you arguing?"

He is still a child, I don't know if he can understand my words, and I don't know if he can bear the cruelty of reality.

I looked into his emerald eyes, kissed his forehead, forced a smile and asked him, "Do you miss Daddy, Amy?"

He nestled in my arms obediently, wrapped his small arms around my neck, and replied softly: "I want to!"

His voice was so immature, his eyes were so pure, and my heart was dripping with blood for a moment.

"I want to too." I pressed him in my arms, I can't leave this child, he is still so young, and now he is only my relative.

After thinking about it again and again, I didn't return to Rome. On the one hand, I anxiously asked people to inquire about Ryan, and on the other hand, I continued to host gang activities in New York.

I know from newspapers and telegrams from Rome that Lane's prophecy has come true.Not long after fascists came to power, they began to eliminate dissidents. Other parties had no right to speak at all, and the king became a puppet.

I can't imagine how difficult his situation was, but fortunately we resumed communication not long after that, and I received several short messages, "safe", "don't read", "everything is fine" and so on, or My contact in Rome sent it on his behalf.

Realizing that Ryan might be in a critical period with unknown factors around me, I canceled my correspondence just in case.

I missed him so much that every time the housekeeper told me that a visitor was coming, I looked forward to his arrival, only to be disappointed again and again.

We kept in touch intermittently until the third year, when Ryan and I lost communication again. Not long after, news came from Rome that the Kemersia Manor was suspected of being attacked by terrorist forces in the middle of the night and a fire broke out.

The moment I heard the news, my whole brain went blank, my heart seemed to stop beating, my ears were buzzing, I couldn't see anything, I couldn't think of anything, it was like dying once.

"Yuni!" De Cario helped me in time to help me who was about to faint.

I grabbed his sleeve like a life-saving straw.

"What does it mean to be missing? What does it mean to be missing?!" I growled angrily, staring at my eyes, as if my eye sockets were going to burst.

I clearly understood in my heart that even if I was there at the time, I couldn't help much, but I still couldn't help blaming my original decision, hating myself for leaving Ryan so easily!

How I regret having listened to him!I was deceived by him, he vowed to come to me, but I only waited for the news of his life or death!He is a liar, he has been deceiving and torturing me all his life!How could he do this to me? !

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, missing is a good thing, it means he is not dead! Youni, he will be fine, he is Ryan Kemercia, he must have a way." De Cario couldn't help comforting me Emotions, trying to bring me back to calm.

I tugged at his collar and vented my anger unreasonably: "How can I not be nervous? Why didn't you let me go back when I said I was going back? Why?!"

De Cario looked at me worriedly: "Yuni, don't do this, you have to trust him."

Should I trust him?I just believed that he would come to the United States, but he has broken his promise to me!

During that time, I could only fall asleep by taking sleeping pills. I wanted to go back to Rome. De Cario disagreed as always. I couldn’t care less, but his next opinion convinced me again.He said Ryan was probably on his way to America, and that the disappearance might have been part of his plan, that he wasn't that careless, and that if we missed it it would cause a lot of trouble.

I hesitated, and promised to wait another month, and if I couldn't wait for Ryan, I would go back to Rome, and then I would find him, and I was with him when he was alive, and I would be with him when he was dead.

"Amy, I may have to go on a long trip in a few days. During my absence, you must obediently listen to De Cario's words and understand?" I squatted in front of Xiaodouding, gently stroking the top of his hair, I prepared for the worst, maybe this is the last time I will see him.

Amy seemed to sense something, and asked me vigilantly, "When are you coming back? Is Daddy coming back with you?"

He has grown a lot taller, and his facial features are more and more like Ryan. He will definitely be a beautiful guy when he grows up. I want to grow up with him.

"Well, I will definitely bring your father back, Amy must remember to miss us."

I have a lot of things I want to tell him, my childhood with Ryan, the history of the Kemersia family, the story of the Mafia, I want to tell him all these things, but it is too late, I don't have so much time.

I was full of sadness, but I couldn't reveal the slightest bit in front of him.

He was like a happy little bird, chirping and telling me what was taught in school, who his good friends were, and a girl handed him a love letter, etc. He was so happy and carefree.

I am envious and gratified at the same time. When he was so old, I used to laugh all day without knowing what distress is.But in a blink of an eye, I will run around for my life and for my love.

"Boss, there is a gentleman outside the door who wants to see you."

I look back, somewhat dissatisfied and Amy's last loving moment being interrupted.

The butler flinched, hesitated for a moment, and finally said respectfully: "That gentleman claims to be your elder brother, and he looks very similar to Young Master Amy..."

I stood up abruptly, without saying anything, before I even had time to tell Amy, I rushed out of the door, and finally ran in the corridor.

It's him, it's him, it's him! !He came to me, he didn't lie to me, it must be him, it must be him!God, please hear my prayer, let him come back to me, I have only this desire, only this!

In that short distance, I felt as if I had run for a century.

When I saw the familiar figure waiting outside the door with my back turned to me, I held my breath, but my heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

The closer I got to the goal, I didn't dare to be rash, because I was afraid that this was a beautiful dream, and if I disturbed him, the dream would be shattered.

"Lane..."

I stopped not far from him and whispered my beloved's name.

He was startled when he heard my voice, and turned around slowly after a while.

It's him, although his face is haggard with wind and frost, but he!Those quicksilver eyes, light golden hair, everything belonged to Ryan Kemercia.

I let out a sigh of relief, only to realize that the cold sweat had already wet my back.

I was like a jumping antelope, rushing into his arms recklessly with ecstasy. He was stumbled by me, but the arms that hugged me tightly never wavered.

I can't wait to melt him into my body so that I will never be separated again: "Brother, you have come to find me."

All the waiting, all the hardships, are all for the reunion on this day.

Our foreheads touched, and he didn't have any extra words, but I could still feel his suppressed excitement.

"Yes, I'm here to look for you." He sighed hoarsely, "My dear brother."

I have a lot of things I want to ask him, but before that, I know we will never be apart, we will always be together.

Time may make us old, time may erode our thinking, but my love for him will never change.

Nothing is worth it, my love for him.

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