With this mentality, Losa stopped him.

The black-haired boy turned around, carrying a light on his back, squinted his eyes in the dark where he couldn't see clearly. His eyelashes cast a silhouette of crow feathers, and his light green pupils were mixed with light and darkness.

He smiled, revealing his sharp tiger teeth.

"Do me? Just call me Sijiu."

Losa nodded thoughtfully, 49, it's a very easy name to remember...

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In the evening, in the study of the head of the Kutuli family, a tall and thin man with chestnut hair was sitting on a chair and saying something to Lothar.

He looked through the sheepskin notebook on the desk, and his slender and pale fingers hit the table one by one.

"It's a serious matter."

The middle-aged man sitting in a blood-colored velvet armchair sighed.

"The Black Death has spread from the Crimean Peninsula to the Port of Messina in northeastern Sicily. The symptoms are that black patches of different sizes appear on the skin everywhere, such as fever, chills, extreme weakness, severe coughing, and even vomiting of blood, and the mortality rate is extremely high. It is suspected that mice and fleas are used as transmission carriers, and a few even spread through the air..."

"In their words, 'look like a devil'. It seems that it may spread to the whole of Italy in a short while. Even so..."

The middle-aged man stood up, walked to Lothar, handed him the notebook, and whispered five words.

"You dare to come back?"

The blonde nodded without changing his face.

"It is precisely because of this that I want to come back. I study medicine to save people."

Iriyad Kuturi, the always rational maritime businessman, clearly realized that this was a not-for-money deal.

However, there is no reason for the bird that is released to imprison it again.

What's more, the child is already an adult.

He turned his back to Lothar, put one hand on the windowsill, and laughed softly as he listened to the whistling wind.

"You are really like your mother."

He picked up a yellow leaf and didn't look back.

"Since you have decided, I will stay. When it is absolutely necessary, I will dismiss the servants at home in advance and then decide whether we will stay or not - we will always have to leave alone to take care of your sister. Take a look at the notebook. These are some records along the coast during this period, and you must be interested."

Losa bowed and whispered softly.

"I wish you happiness and happiness forever, God bless you, Amen."

"Amen."

Listening to the sound of footsteps gradually fading away, Eliad raised the dead leaf, looked at the various colors it changed in the swaying candlelight, and finished the whole sentence gently-

"….. It's really like your mother. She's so brave, upright and dazzling... Could she leave early like this?"

He lowered his head, put the fallen leaves on his heart, and murmured to himself.

"Losa, this time, I will always be with you..."

The next morning.

Losa got up early and was about to go out to buy some medical supplies.

Last night, after carefully studying his father's notes, Lothar had a little understanding of the "Black Death".

"Huh, you have to prepare well."

He came to a pharmacy he often went to a few years ago. He was about to step in, but he caught a familiar back and couldn't help but blurt out.

"Four-nine?"

The boy in black was stunned for a moment, and then turned around unnaturally.

"Losa? Why are you...coming to buy medicine?"

"Yes, are you here to buy medicine, too?"

Losa greeted him with a smile, and his sunny smile gave people a feeling of bathing in the spring breeze.

"No, I, I am... the owner."

“…”

“…”

"Ah, ah, what a coincidence...what is that old man?"

"Grandpa... has passed away."

Losa's smile faded, and guilt surged into his heart.

Died?

Is the old man the 49th?

He didn't even know...............

He took a step back, lowered his head, and drew a cross on his chest devoutly.

"May your soul rest in heaven."

Then, he raised his head and glanced at the dusty shop, and seemed to have discovered a not very beautiful fact.

He opened his mouth, thought about the words, and spoke slowly.

"You don't run this store very much, are you?"

Sijiu's eyelids twitched, and for the first time in her life, she fell into such an awkward situation, and she was a little hesitant and vague.

"yes."

Losa sighed, trying not to let his disappointment be so obvious.

He was thinking about where else to find some essential medicines, but his thoughts were interrupted by Sijiu's sudden voice.

"That, I'm going to start again, so I'll come here. Otherwise, let's clean up together and see if there's anything you want?"

Losa let this sentence go through in his mind and agreed.

There is nothing wrong with this. It is better to let Sijiu do some legitimate business than to fight on the street.

Besides, there are indeed some things that are not available in ordinary stores in this pharmacy, and maybe you can find some more.

Since he agreed, Losa and Sijiu got busy.

The blonde hair simply put it in a bunch behind his head, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and Rosa stepped on the ladder, facing the types and numbers of medicines one by one, and reported to Si9 a bunch of things to buy from time to time.

Today is also a sunny day.

The light golden sunlight shone into the room through the slightly dark window coffin, hitting Losa's soft blonde hair, swaying with the movement, bringing a warm warmth in winter.

Sijiu looked at the busy young man above and felt that something was inadvertently touched.

What a nice view……

Want to destroy it, become your own private property...

"There are four pounds of baking soda...well? Four nine?"

Without hearing the familiar response, Losa lowered his head in confusion and just looked into the light green eyes.

Losa waved to him with a "dirty look" and burst out laughing.

"Ah, are you tired? Let's take a break together."

"I don't...yeah okay."

Sijiu was half a beat slower, and responded, and he was a little busy recording the last data. His clumsy look was completely unstoppable...

The two sat together on the doorbar of the pharmacy, looking at the chariots and pedestrians coming and going.

Losa broke half of the bread in the bag and distributed it to Sijiu.

"Si9, if you have the chance, you must leave Italy and go far..."

"Why do you say that?"

"Huh? Don't you know? The Black Death may soon be rolling in Italy. Do you know what the Black Death is..."

"I know." Sijiu cut off his words and turned his head to look at him, "Then why don't you leave? You won't leave, are you?"

Facing those light green clear pupils, Losa was a little absent-minded.

"I...ah, I'm a doctor. The doctor wants to save lives. How can I escape in the face of trouble?"

"'Doctors are kind-hearted'?"

Sijiu gently recited the words he heard from the wall, and unconsciously raised a sarcastic angle to the corner of his mouth.

"Renxin? If there are so many 'rentxin' in this world, will those children still need to go to the streets to starve and get cold?"

He seemed to realize immediately that he had said something wrong, glanced at Losa, but was too lazy to apologize.

Sijiu lowered his head, playing with his hanging hair, and his tone was stiff.
To be continued...