Chapter 959 Awakening From the Travel Dream

Chapter 1112 Awakening from travel dream

Although it is already the autumn season, there are still one or two small performances held from time to time.

Even if I know that I will definitely not understand it, I will not appreciate the charm of this kind of performance, but watching people watch operas in a theater a hundred years ago,

Fangran was more interested in it than watching the opera itself.

He held the obedient girl on his lap and sat on the 'VIP seat' facing the stage. Fangran looked at the actors and actresses on the stage.

He spoke very 'pretentiously' in Italian that he didn't understand, lowered his head and asked quietly:

"Ling, what are they talking about?"

"Well, that man is asking for help from the priest."

The words coming from her ears made Ling feel a little itchy. She leaned against him and rubbed against him. Then she pointed her fingers in her long sleeves at the people on the stage to explain to him.

Fang Ran, who had performed three parts from the beginning to the present, and looked silly and sweet the whole time, finally discovered that,

This performance turned out to be "Romeo and Juliet".

I always feel like something similar happened somewhere

Then Fang Ran, who roughly knew the plot, couldn't help but start shamelessly 'spoiling' it.

"Ling, believe it or not, I can predict the next plot. The priest will give Juliet a drug to fake death, and then she will slurp (spoilers included)."

The performance came to a close, and the opera ended with a poignant ending of love. The two families shook hands and made peace for who knows how many times.

"Hey! It's true! It's amazing! It's exactly what you said, Fang Ran."

Seeing that the follow-up was exactly as Fang Ran said, Ling looked at him with shining eyes,

"Not bad, not bad, pretty good,"

Fang Ran, who hid the Verona travel guide in the black box and successfully pretended to be sexy in front of the Queen, looked low-key and proud, and then asked with a chuckle:

"By the way, does Ling think the opera is good?"

"Um"

Prolonged the childish timbre,

The young girl seemed to be thinking, and answered briskly with a clear and direct voice:

"Movies are better."

"Hahaha, I knew it."

"Fangran, where are we going next?"

After laughing, Fangran scratched his head helplessly and sighed as he listened to her expectant inquiry:

"Originally, there was a famous scenic spot that we could visit, but unfortunately, we came too early. It would not appear until more than ten years later."

"More than ten years later? What is it? What is it?"

Tilting her head strangely, curiosity about the future flashed in her light golden eyes. Ling gently shook Fangran's hand and asked,

Fangran looked at him with a mysterious smile:

"Ling, it was in the opera you just watched."

Yes, a hundred years later, the most famous thing about Verona is not the amphitheater, the many churches, or the ruins of ancient Rome.

Rather, this is the home of Romeo and Juliet.

A small building in Via Capello in the city center, near Piazza Vanilla, has the balcony where Juliet sat. It is said that touching the right breast of her bronze statue will bring you love. I don’t know where this rumor came from.

Millions of people go there every year just to witness the place where love happens in the story.

Although including the balcony, it was all built around the 1930s when the government bought it.

It can be called one of the most successful cases of connecting fantasy and reality.

But what does it matter?

The story of Romeo and Juliet has been passed down for centuries. Whether it is true or not is no longer so important. Love is still the religion of Verona.

It's still called the City of Love

If you are tired of the streets, you can crawl into the narrow alleys between the red brick roofs and walk in history. You can still feel a sense of yellowed history.

When I looked up inadvertently, I saw a colorful balcony.

Then at the moment when my eyes widened,

See the beautiful scenery of the blue sky on the Adige River, the wind blows through the water and your hair. The river here reflects the ancient city walls of the Middle Ages.

"Fangran, Fangran, it's so beautiful here!"

But for Fangran, at this moment, the girl's light golden hair was swaying with the hem of her skirt. She was standing on tiptoes with her cowhide short boots, leaning out against the guardrail and feeling happy with everything in front of her.

It was the most beautiful scenery of this era, and he couldn't help but freeze it in memory.

"Ling, do you like the waterside?"

"Yes, I like it."

"Then you know, going all the way east from here is Venice. The entire city is on the water, and transportation requires boats."

"real!?"

"Of course it's true. When we find your parents, we'll go there to play together."

"Well, Fangran, we've made an appointment!"

In an era when the war was actually still going on, when a few gangsters with bad intentions fell silently in the alleys, and before many tourists came in droves,

During the journey, stroll around various places in this newly passed city,

On this day, many people saw it,

A black-haired foreign youth took a beautiful little girl with long light blond hair and an exquisite skirt. They held hands and walked through the streets together.

So what's the end of the day?

I remember it was on top of a tower in St. Peter's Castle

From a place overlooking the beautiful sunset of Verona, the entire city is almost covered with red brick roofs, tinged with golden warmth, and the river flows through the city, creating a beautiful picture.

After looking at the girl who had dozed off while resting on her own after shopping all afternoon, the young man finally did not wake her up.

He just conjured up a blanket and gently covered her body,

A warm smile with the Verona sunset in the background.

But she didn't fall asleep. Ling looked at the young man in front of her and looked at herself sleeping on the top of the castle tower, leaning on his arms not wanting to wake up.

I don't want to

I don't want it

I already know that I can't find my parents, so let's just go on like this.

Just stay in this city and live forever.

Or just travel in another direction,

Go directly to Venice and then take a boat to Croglia

The two of them kept traveling like this, going in to explore when they saw a forest, stopping to fish when they saw a stream, and spending every day happily on the carriage.

Thinking about what the next town will be like and what kind of scenery we will encounter next time,

So full of expectations, and after passing many cities like Verona,

Never go to that border town that is destined to be destroyed.

All that filled my ears for a moment was the sound of bubbles,

In the tight space of closed darkness, all the instruments that originally only slowly turned on and off with weak light seemed to be activated, lighting up various lights!

Like precise steps that have been set long ago,

The step-by-step scheduled log is strictly executed mechanically, without anyone's control.

In the cylindrical dormant cabin in the center of the room, the bluish liquid began to slowly fall!

Her long, light blond hair is soaked and stuck to her slender white shoulders, and her white dress clings to her body. She is obviously a doll-like delicate girl, but she has an aura of an adult in her elegance.

From traveling in a horse-drawn carriage on the plains of Italy, to a trip to the sunny city of Verona a hundred years ago,

The cold scene of the dormant cabin in front of me seemed to give people a strong sense of gap.

My mind is dealing with the chaos of switching between the two, enduring the traces of the dream that I just woke up from,

After a while, she opened her eyes.

A pair of light golden pupils, eyes with aura like a queen,

Then the moment she opened her eyes, Il's mechanical female voice sounded in the room:

"Master, you are awake."

Debt reduced by one, there are 5 chapters left, Mader was exhausted, and I ran out of words at the end of the writing. Let’s fix it tomorrow.