In the swaying moonlight, the stars fell, and the large purple iris flowers left a delicate image in my mind, as if hiding their faces, look, even they could see my feelings for you, the innocent colors I saw for the first time, all covered by the brilliance contained in your eyes.

I think this choked bitterness is my silent kind advice!

But even so, I can't tell.

I am afraid that one word will cut off all the beautiful illusions, and I am afraid that one word will destroy all the precious status quo.

I can't be straightforward, I don't blame any restraint and upbringing, and I can't blame all indirect factors, it's myself who makes all the choices, so I can only continue to keep my mouth shut.

"I really want to see it, it must be beautiful."

I can feel the surprise of my brother next to me for a while, maybe he can see through my place without three hundred taels of silver at once.

Because from the beginning to the present, I have never uttered such an unworthy exclamation.

My mother taught me not to express my emotions as much as I wanted.

It's just that I haven't waited for his question for a long time, and my brother, as I have always remembered, is simple and pure, so beautiful that I can only be ashamed of myself, and automatically retreat into the gray area where I can't see the light.

So I didn't tell my brother, or even all the people around me, that I could see it.

It took me ten years to absorb all the "basic" knowledge and abilities I had to master, and my impeccable seemed to be as it should be, but now I made it my own mind to become a liar. A liar who can't see the clues - just for his brother, for the first time to echo his instincts. It's just that the way I chose is still shrouded in a gray aura.

Indulge my eyes and lie so that I can see you more, even though I didn't know what it meant to hold a grudge at the time, and I knew that the root knot of hesitation was a vicious circle that would never see the light of day.

……

When I returned to the bedroom, I couldn't stop the joy in my heart and was about to bounce out.

I think I'll have to wait until the waiters all retreat.

Just as he was thinking like this, the waiter next to him really retreated, and the speed was almost the same as the moment when his inner thoughts were generated.

The eyebrows and eyes were just half raised in a hurry. I saw the figure of my mother at the door of the bedroom.

It turned out that this was the reason for them to step down.

"Mother." Hurriedly got up. The look on his face became a little flustered because of the unexpected apprehension, but fortunately, his reaction sensitivity was still acceptable, otherwise even his tone would have become expectant, thus exposing his gaffe that he would never allow.

"Remember I told you!" After an elegant gesture. The mother's voice, though sharp, still wrapped in composure on the outer surface. She is worthy of being the wife of Alexander's current head of the house, the mistress of the main house.

"Angelica won't do it again next time." Hang your head. The angle and dim light concealed the unnatural expression on his face.

I don't know why this is happening, the first time I saw my mother's appearance, but I couldn't feel the heat of the blood.

Not at all like my brother. Totally, differently.

But the elder brother met halfway, and the mother ......

"I hope you don't get me wrong, and don't pretend to be homeopathic." The mother paused, "Angelica, my daughter...... It can only be smart people. ”

"Mother."

"Xun Jian is your half-brother, and he is the only opponent you need to eliminate."

"What?" Looking up unacceptably and seeing my mother's displeasure on her face, I restrained the look of surprise on my face with a light exchange of gases.

"What's so surprising, it's not that hard for you."

Actually, my mother was wrong, and I was surprised not by the second half of the sentence, but by discussing the second half of the sentence, it would be even more wrong, because I could not be an enemy of my brother.

"Mother, brother, he ......"

"What brother!" Furrowing her long, deeply drawn brows, my mother smiled gracefully, but it sounded like a harsh sneer to me, biting at every nerve of mine, and the bud that was still in its infancy, waiting to be vomited—the dark-sighted feelings that I had buried deeply, "A woman can be rich when she has a man, but if you want that richness to be real and eternal, you have to be the next master." "It's scorching.

Seeing that I lowered my head again, and lost count of how many milliliters of time had passed quietly, my mother left me and left.

It's my own bedroom, but in my heart there is only the sorrow of being discarded implanted in the bone marrow.

"Ah, yes." The mother suddenly looked back again, "Remember to eat on time and in the right amount every night, and today is not less." ”

"Yes."

What Mother Said......

I walked over to the dresser, where the "medicine" that had to be drunk every night was already stocked.

The dark liquid, the strange taste of fishy sweetness, I have been drinking every night every day since I was born, and my mother only told me that it was a "medicine" that would help my body.

……

Like my father, I have been weak since birth, and this has not been the case in our side family of Alexander.

Knowing that my father supported the whole family like this, I felt that my father was cool and cool since I was a child, admired my father's tenacity, regarded him as a goal to admire, and was proud of the unity of my family, so I didn't think about disobedience, or even doubt, and heard my mother say that it was a "medicine" that would help my body, so I took it without thinking, and at the same time listened to the precautions mentioned by my mother, and I couldn't tell anyone else, no one.

Until that day, for the first time in his life, he encountered a vampire with his own eyes.

It is the responsibility of the family, the ideology instilled, and it is our unshirkable duty to kill and exterminate vampires.

It's just that I didn't expect to meet me.

A vampire who took the initiative to infiltrate the home base of our vampire hunter family?

It can be said that it is stupid and thorough.

It's just that he was lucky enough to be met by me, and I was still alone with an ankle injury.

Seeing the man's eyes glow with resentful anger, I was a little puzzled.

It is the first time you and I have met, where did such a big beam come from to make you so resentful.

Besides, you're a monster, a bloodthirsty monster that kills people, and you shouldn't have survived in the first place.

"Haha, I'm really lucky to let me meet such a big one."

One? Is that how monsters describe me as a human?

I bit the corner of my lip, the other party didn't know that I was not actually blind with blindfolding, which was a useful condition, so I fumbled behind me and held a stone with sharp edges.

The other party suddenly rushed towards me, and I feigned panic, and when I secretly raised my hand halfway, I stopped.

Because he saw his brother who appeared behind him.

Xun Jian knocked him down from behind, and the two of them staggered down together.

"Brother!"

"Hey! Your hearing is so good that you know it's me. ”

I nervously looked away.

I saw my brother sitting on the ground panting, and that series of movements should not have made him so tired, only because my brother was the same as myself, and his physical health was not better than normal.

But being able to knock a vampire into it and knock it out seems to have a mystery.

"Why doesn't Angelica know to call for help?" Xun Jian smiled reassuringly and helplessly, "But fortunately, my brother caught up." ”

Like a piece of honey.

The honey will still melt even if you can't eat it.

I subconsciously touched my surging chest, but I felt a wet touch between my fingers.

I looked down in a daze, only to see mottled cold liquid on my hands.

The dark liquid, the strange taste of fishy sweetness, I have been drinking every night every day since I was born, and my mother only told me that it was a "medicine" that would help my body.

"Brother, this ......" is a very good medicine for the body!

I later learned that it was something called "blood".

Fang weeps and dew, and also produces dust.

The shadow of the half-rock is quiet, and the waves are deep.

This year, Angelica was twelve years old and Xun Jian was fourteen years old. (To be continued......)