rust and bone

What a polite act, Ferrari. "

He smiled slightly: "It's not polite to ask someone where they are from, my dear."

Sansas put down the book slowly, sat cross-legged in the rocking chair, grabbed his ankles with both hands, and rocked up little by little.

He thought for a while, then let out a laugh: "You are interesting."

"Thank you."

Sansas stopped laughing, got up from the rocking chair, and took down a rectangular wooden box from the marble table in the fireplace.He opened the delicate oak box and took out a row of tin soldier-like small objects.

"Play chess?"

Dino nodded, took out the black pieces and placed them on the board—it was accepted.

Sansas was moving his guard when Victor Timothy pushed open the front door.

"Are you sure you want this?"

Dino picked up the black horse, and the opponent's army was immediately smashed to pieces.

The boy blinked unwillingly: "You won."

Timothy reached out and patted the back of his head: "Remember son, others will let you because you are the young master, but the one who won you today is also the young master."

"Mr. Timothy."

Timothy untied his tie and threw it on the sofa, then took the whiskey with ice brought by Ursula: "How is your old man?"

"Dad is doing just fine—he can't feel anything but light stimulation now anyway."

Timothy patted Dino's back with his left hand holding the cigarette: "Stand up straight boy, your uncle never takes advantage of others' dangers, work hard, and strive to become a respectable figure in Central America in the future."

"All right, all right, Victor, he's in his twenties, and you still think of him as a boy in high school?!" Ursula pulled back a few chairs from the dining table and prepared lunch.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Timothy's side face symbolically: "With your son here, why don't we talk about business matters?"

They ate lunch with orange water, and Sansas was eerily quiet in his father's presence.

The business of the Panama Canal is about to begin.This is the first time that Vengley has tested the water outside of North America, and he needs the greeting of his ally Gabrielo.

"Cabinello's old man has been in the boat gambling business all his life, and has run on the canal countless times. Now it's your turn."

— Now it's his turn.

The host had dinner and returned to the canal, and Dino lay down on the sofa quietly digesting his lunch and Timothy's words.

There were no houses nearby, and it was very quiet at noon.A big tit called a few times, and the bedroom door opened. The boy was still wearing shorts and flip-flops with a coconut tree pattern. He looked down at the carpet for a while, and finally asked, as if making up his mind, "Swimming."

He sat up and put on his shoes, accepting the invitation.

The two were walking on the cement road in the outskirts of the city. There was no wind at noon. The Mexican girl who had just left work in the white man's orchard was wearing a headscarf and carrying her own basket of bananas.

Dino looked at his back.

He was only 13 years old, and his temperament was somewhere between a man and a pure boy.The arms and legs are a healthy tan, showing the thinness of birth.

He's so sexy, not the manly kind.

"Let's guess a riddle," Dino said, diverting his attention, staring at the shadow of the big sun.

"speak."

"Two Indians are walking in the mountains. The former is the son of the latter, but the latter is not the father of the former. What is the relationship between them?"

Sansas turned around and frowned, with the same forehead lines as his mother's on his forehead: "What the hell is wrong with you?! They are mother and son."

Dino whistled: "Bingo! Don't you know, many people will rack their brains to think of answers such as uncles and nephews, stepfather and son."

Sansas walked backwards with his hands in his trouser pockets: "This is just a loophole in thinking. When you say Indians, most people think that men are considered.【2】"

He staggered forward: "Of course I'm not the majority of people."

They came to a cliff jutting out from the coast, and Sansas said, "Aren't you going down?"

Dino stared dazedly at the restless ocean current below the ten-meter cliff: "No, I'll forget it...you go down."

Standing barefoot on the edge of the cliff, Sansas shouted angrily a few steps away: "No matter what you participate in, are you always such a disappointment?!"

Without waiting for an answer, he stretched his legs into the air and fell straight down.

There was a splash of water.

He looked up.A few long and narrow water patterns were cut on the bright sea surface, the boy raised his arms high out of the water, and the hanging water drops twinkled.He paddled slowly out of the bay.

"Hey—" Dino yelled.

"Don't—too far away—" He raised his hand and waved it in the air, but the boy ignored it in the water and just raised his right hand to show him his middle finger.

this kid.

Dino sat on the rock, lit a cigarette for himself, and smiled distressedly.

——A young man after all.

He shook off a little soot and scratched the reef with his left index finger.

XANXUS.

It was a good name, even for someone like him who never believed in gods.

Timothy, do you want him to wear the Great Kong Ring on your right hand?

Dino recovered from his aimless meditation, and when the smoke burned out, there was a sound of rushing water in the bay far below.

There was a hollow sound in his heart.

The dark green water—forgot—how could there be no seaweed underneath.

Dino quickly stood up and threw away the cigarette butt still in his right hand.He rushed to the edge of the cliff, and in the dark current, a large group of swaying aquatic plants swayed violently in the entanglement, gently patting the naked back of the boy who was completely submerged in the water.

Before it was too late, he kicked off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and jumped into the water in the most standard posture of burying his head in memory.

Damn, this wild boy.

It doesn't match the weather at all, the water is very cold.He kicked his legs hard and tried to open his eyes under the water. The boy was not far away, entangled in a handful of water tanks, looking sideways at the water surface. A string of bubbles appeared from his lips, but he Too tired to struggle.

He swam closer, reached through his armpits, and slowly kicked forward with him in his arms.

Sansas' eyes widened, and his bare legs, which were entangled in water plants, kicked a few more times.Dino pressed his shoulders and shook his head at him.

He held the boy in one hand and stretched out his hand in front of him to make a comparison.

The dark green water light slid across the faces of the two of them, and the fear of suffocation was about to strangle them by the throat.

Sansas nodded, lifted his entangled right leg and kicked it up slowly once.

The weeds are gone.

Well done.Dino snapped his fingers in his heart, and made a gesture of two.

Crackling sound, the second time.

Dino gestured three times, made a ready gesture to him, and nodded.

He raised his legs, Dino supported his outstretched arms, and jumped out of the sea.

- Whoops!

- Whoops!

At four o'clock, the sea is shimmering.

They slowly swam back to the shore, and Dino said, "Hey, are you still playing? Go back."

Sansas didn't speak, and climbed ashore, strands of wet hair sticking to his forehead.

Dino was like a drowned rat, unable to put on his shoes. He followed behind Sansas, stepping barefoot on the terribly hot concrete pavement, the soles of his feet were red.

"Do you seldom go swimming there?" Dino asked him tentatively, extremely embarrassed.

Sansas ran his fingers through his hairline and raised his arms dramatically.After not moving for a long time, a truck drove by, and he suddenly said, "Thank you."

"……what?!"

This time the 13-year-old boy yelled impatiently: "Are your ears and eyes blocked! Don't let me say it a second time!"

He froze for a moment, didn't leave, stood there rubbing his chin in embarrassment, and kept smiling.

"...Aren't you leaving? Hurry up and follow!"

Dino still laughed.

"No thanks, I'm fine as it is. I should go back too."

Sansas ignored him and walked away.

He never needs other people's answers, and even if he needs an answer, he has to answer it himself.

"No, I'm like this—" He watched the boy's back disappear down the characteristic long downhill in Mexico, and he shouted into the empty noon, "I'm like this—very good!"

He waited there for a while as a marl-gray Corio pulled up beside him.

The woman driving the car was pale and her lips were bright red.When Dino got into the car, she didn't even look at it. She stared straight at the long ramp that Sansas was going down, and said mechanically, "Good afternoon, boss."

"I'm sorry about Miss Veronica." Mamen Albareno stepped on the gas pedal, and Corio's rear wheel rolled up the smoke from the road. "She entered the study without authorization and even read the documents." She took a sharp turn with one hand and wiped her neck with her left hand.

"Don't talk about that." He took a folder of documents from Mammon, "How is the old man's situation?"

Mammon glanced at him, and replied in a business-like tone: "When to remove the breathing tube depends on your own mind, Boss."

Dino squeezed the back of the folder and smiled.His smile is always perfect, but also always creepy.

The off-road vehicle drove up the highway to Mexico City, and Mamen looked ahead: "I named this plan Whale."

"The absolute lord at the top of the food chain, swallowing it like a whale..." He twirled the cover with his thumb.On the dense printed paper, there is a list of National Day gifts that can shake the entire empire.

"You said...can we do it this time?"

As Corio was speeding across the wilderness, Mammon smiled: "Who knows."

Yeah, who knows.

[1] The Corgis are of French descent in the United States

[2] In English, men means both men and the whole human race

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