Half-step Purgatory

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet:
"I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf."
"You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles."
"But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.'
Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

Durin's Diary

Durin smiled and took out a cigarette case from his own space, lighting a cigarette for himself. His cloudy eyes watched the smoke, as if he was gazing into the past, "Everyone says I'm a very dull person, and I agree. I don't even know why she would like me."


"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, get it?" Director Sun said, while walking to the side on her own. She opened the box on the coffee table, "Sure enough, there's coffee here too. Do you want some?"


"I get it, Xi Shi is the name of a beauty from the Ancient Era. The proverb exists in my world too, and it has been passed down. But I never thought I was handsome," Durin shook his head, "Thank you, but no coffee for me. Men just need cigarettes."


"Cigarettes are bad for your health, and many people don't like the image of someone smoking, either. Maybe one day, if today's experiences of ours get turned into a movie, the you on screen won't be smoking," Director Sun chuckled.


Chapter 231: His and Her Story