The wind rustles the leaves of this forest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I sat under that big tree, feeling a little tired.

My heart is chaotic, and a strong disturbance is constantly invading me.

I don't know how long it took, I heard a ** sound, and then, Vincent began to slowly wake up.

When Vincent was able to look up and look at me, I locked my gaze on him.

And so, for a few more moments, until he was fully conscious and finally able to sit up, then he spoke to me, "Lyle, you didn't kill me?" ”

"Why should I kill you?" I said coldly.

Hearing my words, Vincent sneered, "Because I'm human, you're a vampire." ”

"Vincent, you're underestimating me. Do you think I think the same way I think I do? "At this moment, in the face of this superficial human being, my face is full of disdain for him.

Vincent was stunned for a moment, "You are indeed different, and your behavior is often unexpected by me." Now, Vincent's tone has become much calmer, and at this moment, his gaze is fixed on my face, and I see something in his scrutiny that I didn't have before, "Lyle, your thinking is different from that of ordinary humans, and even, your thinking is not the same as the vampire I understand." ”

"Vincent, I don't know what you're talking about, I just know one thing, and that's friendship, and commitment. For you, Vincent, I feel that I owe you a favor, so I don't want to let you down, but。。。。。。 I looked at Vincent and suddenly felt a little upset, "You have failed me." ”

Vincent looked at me, the glint in his eyes eventually faded, and gradually, his face became calmer, he raised his eyes and looked around, "Lyle, I mean, you're a vampire, and I'm human, and when faced alone, the difference in our power is huge, and, now, for the sake of humanity, I betrayed you, so, what are you going to do?" ”

Not long ago, in that lab, I knew, Vincent, he was not a selfish man, he was loving, but he loved humanity, not life and commitment, or rather, the kind of friendship that I wishfully thought.

So, he is not afraid of death.

Perhaps, in the human lexicon, this represents a sacrifice.

If today, he died at my hands, then, among mankind, he is a hero who bowed to the essence for humanity, respected and dedicated, and finally sacrificed his life.

And I don't want him to be this kind of hero at the moment, because, for me, he betrayed me, and, betrayal, is a very precious thing, that is the love of all life, that is a quality of keeping promises, that is a kind of 。。。。。。

I can't put into words how I feel at this moment, in fact, my brain is very confused right now, and when I feel that I am hurt, I feel the anger of being betrayed, the anger of being fooled and deceived by others, but at the same time there is an indescribable admiration for the human being in front of me, both contemptuous of his narrow-mindedness, but still somewhat admiring his simplicity and straightforwardness. Vincent, his loyalty, is too simple.

"Lyle 。。。。。。" At this moment, Vincent's eyes were still fixed on my face, perhaps because of the long silence in his eyes, this somewhat complicated and embarrassing atmosphere, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit, now, he was still nervous, the real situation in his heart was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

I, looking at Vincent, at his flawed face with an ordinary human look, suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

What is that legendary, that admirable figure, that, in the world of vampires, the elusive, profound and powerful person, his mind, what is inside his mind?

Just as Caesar's handsome face appeared next to Vincent's ordinary human face in front of me, at that moment, I suddenly realized that I understood Caesar a little.

And this Caesar, why does he like me so much, is it, in my body, he sees the persistence and belief that he had when he was young, or when he first became a vampire.

It was a belief that was almost incomprehensible to ordinary humans or ordinary vampires, a belief that was beyond the comprehension of many lives.

Did he find the kind of déjà vu that he had back then?

Julius Caesar, he tried so hard to help me, is it because he was, and was, felt the hurt and loneliness that I have now?

It was then that I realized that I had some understanding of Caesar, and that I really wanted to do something about this ordinary human being.

As the thought crossed my mind, I began to lift my feet and slowly walk towards where Vincent was sitting.

"Lai 。。。。。。 Lyle, what are you going to do? ”

Although this small human is not afraid of death, at this moment, when I approached him with a face that seemed like an ice cube, he couldn't help but retreat a little.

These fears are human nature, almost instinctive.

I don't underestimate him because of this, in fact, in my eyes, I have never underestimated this human being, and what I have always paid to him is my sincerity.

I walked over to Vincent, stood still, looked at him condescendingly, and reached out and pulled him up from the ground.

I made him stand and let his eyes, less than half a meter in front of me, look me straight into his eyes.

Vincent's body trembled slightly, but he struggled to control himself.

"Tell me, Vincent, what do you see now, in front of you?"

"What? Lyle, what do you mean? Vincent was stunned for a moment, his language a little choked, but in the end, he expressed himself in full.

"What do you see? It's a very simple question, Vincent. "I spoke calmly, my voice was very calm, and I knew that in this calm, his emotions could be relaxed.

Sure enough, I soon stopped feeling Vincent's shivering.

"A vampire." Eventually, he took a breath and said the word in the tone of a human being talking about a vampire.

"A vampire, yes, I'm a vampire, but what else do you see besides a vampire?"