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Chapter 943: Warmth that has never been felt before

"Lorenzo really misses Enzo, your father is a very nice person, just as cute as you are." Moro said as he fiddled with Alfonso's hair.

"Pozzi, as for Lorenzo being too harsh on you, in my opinion, it's not too harsh." Morrow brought a comb to smooth the black foam down.

Alfonso didn't understand what Moro meant, "Yes...... It's that I'm not doing well, my uncle is not harsh, it's just that I'm not doing well. ”

Morrow chuckled, "No, I didn't mean that, I didn't say you did badly. Morrow paused, "You know Lord Eliade?" ”

Alfonso nodded slightly, "It's your father." ”

Mo Luo lowered his head and seriously combed his hair, and quietly said, "My father has very high expectations for me, so he is very harsh on me, it should be regarded as a harsh criticism, as for the degree of this harsh criticism should be much, much higher than Lorenzo's treatment of you, you can't do wrong things, you can't say the wrong thing, you can't meet the slightest requirements, you have to be beaten, of course, the times are different now, the burden on your body is not as heavy as me and Lorenzo, and it doesn't work to be beaten or something, but, I just want you to know that in fact, no matter what kind of harsh or blame, it's not that he hates you, it's just that his expectations are too high, and he won't express what he means, if this kind of thing accumulates over time, you will feel wronged, that kind of misunderstanding and that kind of mood I understand, I don't want you to be like this. ”

Alfonso was slightly surprised, but didn't know how to speak.

Mo Luo finished the movements in his hand and said softly, "Okay, it's clean, it's just that the color can't be restored to the original good-looking color, and it is estimated that it will fade in two days." ”

Alfonso was about to raise his head, but was held down by Moro again, "Don't move, I'll dry you, are you a little tired with your head down?" ”

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired, you help me, where can I be tired." Alfonso blushed instantly.

Alfonso subconsciously covered his head and looked at himself in the mirror, which was a little darker than his previous blonde hair, but it was no longer black.

Mo Luo behind him brought a dry towel to dry off the excess water for him, and his voice was gentle, "I don't want to tell Lorenzo, then can you tell me why you want to dye your hair?" I don't tell him. ”

Moro finished wiping his hair and patted him to get up.

Alfonso lowered his head, his big eyes full of embarrassment, "Uncle...... I ......"

Moro bent his knees lightly, put his hands on his knees, bent down slightly, raised his head to stare at Alfonso's reddened eyes, and then reached out to wipe away a little tear from the corners of Alfonso's eyes, "It's okay, I won't tell Lorenzo." Why do you suddenly want to dye your hair black? Think blonde hair isn't good-looking? I think it's very beautiful. ”

Alfonso Zhiwu, "I just don't think the blonde is ...... at all I'm not a man at all, I think I'm a special ...... Girl. I was scared that my uncle would say I was like a girl, but no matter what I did, I still couldn't get rid of ......."

Moro burst out laughing, looking at Alfonso frowning, his face flushed when he said something urgently, "Because of this?" Who says blonde hair is like a girl? Lorenzo didn't say you were blonde like a girl, he didn't like boys crying. ”

Alfonso blushed as he looked up at Morro's smiling face, "I just think it'......"

Alfonso couldn't say any more, and lowered his head again.

"Think you're not good-looking? I think Alfonso is the most handsome boy I've ever seen, not like a girl at all, it's true. Moro laughed and spoke seriously, "Our Alfonso is really good-looking, whether it is black hair or blonde hair. And why do you want to feel like a girl? It's not wrong to be pretty, and it's not that black hair is a symbol of a man, and it's not in appearance to really be a man. ”

Alfonso was a little surprised, "That'...... Where's that? Is it temperament? ”

"Remember your rules of knighthood?" Morrow reminded him.

Alfonso nodded, and recited it quite skillfully, "As a knight, be humble, upright, merciful, heroic, just, sacrifice, honor, soul." At the moment of the strong enemy, he is not afraid of it, he is brave and loyal, loyal and upright, he would rather die than give in, and protect the weak, which is not against the principles of heaven. I swear to be kind to the weak, I swear to be brave against rape, I swear to fight all wrongs, I swear to fight for the defenseless, I swear to help anyone who asks me for help, I swear not to hurt any woman, I swear to help my brother knights, I swear to be sincere to my friends, I swear to die for what I love. ”

Morrow nodded, "That's what a man needs to do, and I think you've done a lot." This doesn't say that if you're pretty, you're not a knight, right? Those who say you're like a boy don't necessarily have as much as you do, right? ”

Alfonso nodded as if he didn't understand, no one had told him so many truths, and unconsciously told the person in front of him all his doubts, "But those people always laugh at my appearance, and I know that my uncle is ...... I don't like how I look like a girl. I don't like me myself...... In this way, it seems that everyone is saying that I am like a girl, and the more I say it, the more I feel like it, and I want to change it, but I do it wrong. ”

"That's because they're jealous of you, they're ugly themselves, huh. As for your uncle, I guess he thinks you're so handsome and beautiful, and I guess you can't suppress the enemy and your subordinates. Mo Luo chuckled, "Actually, I'm like this, I may not have enough aura, but I'm not really serious, and I can't hold my face, I'm much younger than my peers, so I'm always bullied, but then it's fine, because really capable people don't care about appearance at all, as long as you have the ability and you have the right, they can't ignore you." And ah, if you're really strong, you won't cry. ”

There was a shallow smile on Moro's face, and the words he said were comfortable and listenable. Alfonso raised his eyes, stared at Moro's soft face, and then stared blankly. There is a person around who nags, there is no blame but concern, and it seems that there has never been in twenty years.

He wondered if it was called happiness, or if it was what it felt like to be at home.

Mo Luo also seemed to be helpless about this, "Maybe that's why your uncle has an ice cube face all day long, it's really shocking, as if he rejects people thousands of miles away." But I'm not saying that your uncle is bad like this, these things may be innate, or they may be personal personality like this, but I think the real strength does not lie in your expression, your appearance, those do not mean that you are really strong. ”