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Mario and the young servant leaned closely together, standing by the window, letting the warm sunlight sprinkle over them. The beautiful scenery outside the window and the fresh air made Mario feel a sense of joy and relaxation. His heart seemed to return to the distant Italian town, back to his childhood filled with singing and laughter.
Mario closed his eyes contentedly and began to sing a beautiful Italian folk song in a low voice. The melody was melodious and simple, full of love for life and praise for nature. Mario's voice was deep and warm, and each note seemed to carry a deep affection and longing.
The young servant was deeply attracted by Mario's singing voice. Although he had never heard this song before, the emotions and rhythm in the music made him want to hum along. He approached Mario and tried to follow his melody, softly humming along.
Even though his pitch was not perfect, and he was even a bit off-key, his sincerity and dedication made Mario feel a special warmth. He smiled and let the young servant lean close to him, enjoying this special musical moment together.
Their singing echoed in the room, even drifting out of the window and floating towards the distant sky with the wind. The Mushroom Kingdom outside the window appeared even more beautiful and harmonious in the sunlight, just like their singing, melodious, simple, and full of joy and hope.
This special musical moment allowed Mario and the young servants to feel a unique connection, and it also brought warmth and joy to the other servants in the room. They were moved by this simple and sincere music, and their anxiety and fear gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of anticipation and confidence in a better future.
As the lingering notes of the song slowly dissipated in the air, Mario couldn't help but stop singing. His mood reached a new height in the intoxication of the music. Standing by the window, he felt the cool breeze brushing against his cheeks, his eyes filled with appreciation and gratitude for the beautiful scenery of Mushroom Kingdom.
Mario gazed far into the distance outside the window, looking at the vast expanse of grassland, lush forests, and winding streams, his heart filled with emotion. Suddenly, he couldn't help but sigh, "Mamma Mia!" This is what Italians unconsciously shout when they feel deeply moved. These simple words contain his endless love and longing for this land.
Later, he made one of the most classic Italian gestures, pinching his index finger and thumb into a circle and slightly raising it, indicating extreme appreciation and satisfaction. He seemed completely enchanted by the beautiful scenery before him, unable to express his joy and gratitude in words.
He turned to look at the young servant beside him, his eyes filled with warmth and kindness. He gently shook the young servant's shoulder and said softly, "It's truly wonderful!"
The young servant felt the sincerity and kindness of Mario, and his heart was also touched by the beautiful scenery outside the window and Mario's singing. He smiled, his eyes shining with excitement, and happily responded, "Yes, it's really wonderful!"
In this moment, their spirits seemed to be purified by a certain innocence and joy, the beautiful scenery outside the window, the warm sunshine, the cheerful singing, and the understanding and kindness between them, allowing them to experience the purest and most beautiful side of life.
At this warm and beautiful moment, the scenery outside the window, with its splendid and colorful tones and tranquil atmosphere, provides a brief sanctuary for the people in the room. Everything seems so perfect in this harmonious atmosphere. However, Mario's heart is gradually filled with a sense of unease. He stands by the window, gazing at the scenery outside, but something important seems to be quietly changing in his heart.
Mario's sudden silence makes the young servant feel uneasy. He looks at Mario in puzzlement, not knowing what he is thinking at this moment. Mario's face no longer shows the previous ease and joy, but is replaced by a deep sense of concern.
Mario whispered to the young servant, "But I still feel like something's not quite right in the Mushroom Kingdom."
The young servant looked surprised, not understanding why Mario had suddenly become so gloomy. He asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Mario seemed to be hiding an unreleased pressure and confusion in his eyes. He slowly placed his hand on the young servant's back, seemingly seeking some comfort from this warm touch. His gaze became deep and heavy, and his voice trembled slightly as he said, "It's because of you! From beginning to end, I still feel that the most unnecessary thing in this world is you, my dear."
As soon as these words fell, the young servant's heart seemed to be pricked by a cold needle. He felt an unprecedented fear, but before he could regain his composure, Mario's hand suddenly became the executor of fate, pushing the young servant into the abyss outside the window. The young servant's body traced a perfect arc in the air, his hand reaching out desperately towards Mario, as if trying to grasp onto the last bit of life, but it was all in vain. His eyes were filled with disbelief and fear. He had never imagined that the once warm and friendly Mario would commit such a cold-blooded act in such a quiet moment.
The young servant's screams pierced the tangerine sky as his body plummeted rapidly. With every inch closer to the ground, an overwhelming fear and despair surged within him. There was no hope left in his eyes, only the slow encroachment of darkness and the shadow of death. His hands flailed weakly, as if trying to grasp at any possible lifeline, but there was nothing.
Outside the window, the scenery remained as beautiful as a painting, with the gentle breeze carrying away the warmth and tranquility of the room.
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