Wednesday, early in the morning, someone's bedroom at Smith Manor.

Lydia stretched, if she could, she would have been in her bed forever and the world would be destroyed. But she can't, Eve doesn't know what ancient etiquette to follow, and thinks that it is absolutely forbidden for guests to wake up later than the host!

"Eve, this is my house, I can sleep as long as I want!" she quibbled at a red butterfly fluttering in front of her.

"But I'm well, 'guest'. The butterfly made Eve's voice, "And you are my descendant, the descendant should get up before the elders, you need to come and serve me." ”

"The servant will serve you!" Lydia continued to fight for her time in bed.

The red butterfly stopped flapping its wings, but hovered in the air against common sense, "Do you mean to let those servants who are in the backyard, serving your own parents (old Smith and Mrs.) serve me?" The butterfly stirred up again, "Lydia, you make me sad, if I were a little older, would you do the same to me and transfer my maid away......"

"Eve, I'm up!"

Lydia left the bed and sat down in front of the dresser mirror with no image of her. She tugged at the corners of her mouth, pointed her fingers on the mirror, closed her eyes, her chest rose and fell slightly, as if she was silently reciting something, and the blurred image began to appear in the mirror, slowly clear.

"Lydia, you really don't have talent. The butterfly rested on Lydia's shoulder, "The reflection magic you are best at will take so long, and I haven't wondered for a moment why I accepted you as Rimmel at that time." ”

"Because I have money. Lydia tugged at the corners of her mouth and began to groom herself, "A lot of money." So much so that I traveled around the Federation. I don't even know where to use it. And Reimer is poor, poor, and depressed. Lydia raised an eyebrow, "Now that I think about it, I really don't like your original Hidden Alliance. ”

The butterfly seemed to sigh.

Oh, it's just early in the morning. The two Ramer were just chatting casually.

"I left suddenly, and I didn't take you with me. Lydia picked up a gray eyebrow pencil and began to draw crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, yes, this woman's makeup was not to make herself prettier, but to make herself older.

Look at the person in the mirror, it's like a twenty-five-year-old Kepler, and now, she's painting to Kepler, who is in his thirties.

Lydia's makeup skills seem to be very skillful. It didn't affect her conversation with a butterfly at all, "I still remember the first time I saw you, I actually pulled a yellow curtain on the street and performed a magic trick ......"

"Lydia, don't let me remember that dark time. Butterfly's tone was very sentimental, "And it's not magic, it's magic, real magic." ”

"I know. Lydia shrugged. "I do remember being bored at the time and giving you some advice if you want more people to see it. Should go to the theater to perform. ”

"We could hardly believe it at the time. The butterfly flicked her wings, "A strange woman from another place actually casually opened a check for us, well, a huge amount of money, and said, 'You look very talented.'" Why not rent a theater and perform? ’”

"Did I drive a lot, huge?" Lydia winked in the mirror, and the woman in her thirties in the mirror did the same.

The butterfly flipped its wings again, "Yes to us at that time." We basically have no concept of money, and everything that used to be supplied by the Hidden Alliance. It wasn't until the supply disappeared that we realized we had no money. His voice was lowered, as if he was shy, "Remer is not as convenient as other clans, we still need human food......"

"The price of eternal life. Lydia laughed, "Huh. Maybe if you weren't so obsessed with soul survival and becoming real vampires, you wouldn't be so downcast. ”

"To give up the soul is to give up magic. The butterfly flew up, and in a serious tone, "It's impossible." Our purpose in pursuing eternal life is because of magic. You see those werewolves in India, it's because they don't have their magical talents, oh, they call them witchcraft talents, because they don't have the talent, they were abandoned by their leader (Papa Midnight) and became werewolves. The Indians can't find a way for eternal life and souls to coexist, but I'm not ready to give up yet. ”

Lydia raised an eyebrow, a smile on her face, "You can do whatever you want, Eve." ”

"Lydia, thank you for your company. ”

The conversation suddenly became emotional, and Lydia smiled and looked at the butterfly, just opening her mouth.

"Someone came to you. The butterfly flapped its wings one last time, and its red wings disintegrated and disappeared in the air.

Lydia's bedroom door was pushed open.

Smith walked in neatly dressed and pursed his lips. The owner of Smith Manor still got up earlier than the guests.

"Lydia. Smith glanced at his sister, who was still sitting at the dresser in her pajamas, frowned, and turned around like a gentleman, "We need to talk." ”

Lydia, who was in her thirties, rolled her eyes, "Lucius." "Smith's name, between these two siblings, naturally will not be matched by surname," I found that you still came in without knocking on the door as before, and then you had to pretend to be considerate of others to avoid looking at you. Your hypocrisy really hasn't changed at all. ”

Smith sighed, "You can call me hypocritical whatever you want, but sister, we really need to talk." ”

Lydia also sighed, "Brother." "The names of these two people are really very targeted. Lydia said a little helplessly, "Can't you wait until breakfast, I just got up." ”

"No, I can't. Smith also had a helpless face, "Before your guests get up, we need to talk, and parents are going to join the morning ...... today."

"Flender and Eve are not my guests, they are my husband and stepdaughter. Lydia had already interrupted her brother, "Accept this reality, Lucius. ”

Smith turned his back to his sister with a bitter expression, "I...... I. His face tightened, as if he couldn't accept anything, "This, how is this possible, that Buddha, that Buddha......"

"Flender. Lydia rolled her eyes again.

"F, Flender......" Smith's face seemed to have eaten ten lemons in a row. There was no way, his mind was full of the face of a man whose skin was like tree bark and was so ugly that he couldn't imagine that his sister would marry such a man!

Smith decided to go in a different direction and took a deep breath. The tone was serious, "Father, mother, you are forbidden to be in the same room with Flender, and your attitude is already obvious, how are you going to deal with it?"

Lydia pursed her lips and picked up the makeup pen again, now trying to make a woman in her thirties twenty-nine. I hope you understand what I'm saying.

"They'll take it. They have to accept it, it's a fact. Lydia said.

"Lydia!" Smith turned, walking towards his sister with a serious face. Sitting down next to him, staring at the side face of his sister, whom he hadn't seen for many years, he was a little emotional for a while, and opened his mouth, but he didn't speak.

"Do you want to talk or not? Lydia glanced at her brother in disgust, "You know if you weren't my own brother, if a man looked at me like this, Flender would come up and beat him!"

Smith frowned. "He's violent?You're married to a man who's violent?!" Smith's mind jumped at this time, and he cared about such a 'small' thing.

"No!" Lydia turned her head in disgust. Looking at her brother's face of sincere concern, "He doesn't have violent tendencies! That's protectiveness! Remember, I like to have someone to protect me, defend me, and be on my side!" Lydia's cheek twitched, and she turned her head back, her voice cold. "Hmph, it's exactly what this home has never given me. ”

Smith's face softened with unbearability, "Lydia." You can't always hold on to that, and there is nothing wrong with the decision of the father and mother. ”

"What about you?!" Lydia put down the cosmetics in her hand and looked at Smith again, "Father and mother have their own decisions, but what about you?" Lydia turned her body completely, "Brother, you know that I am as capable as you and can manage our family business well. ”

Smith looked away, unable to look directly into his sister's gaze.

"I've never asked for anyone to inherit the family business, I like to run our family with you, Lucius, why not? Tell me, brother, why not? Strip me of everything and make me an idler? What's the point? Do you think I'm happy when I squander your hard-earned money outside Barton, or are you happy? or is my father and mother ......happy?"

"Okay Lydia. Smith frowned, as if he didn't want his sister to continue.

"Look. Lydia shook her head, her face disappointed, "You didn't make a decision at all, you just followed your parents' arrangement, and you didn't do anything when I needed you to be on my side." Lydia turned back, looked at herself in her glasses, and continued to pick up the makeup pen.

The brief silence made the atmosphere worse, and Lydia pursed her lips as she listened to the breathing of Smith, who had her head bowed beside her. Unlike Lydia herself, his brother is really old.

Lydia seemed to relent, and sighed, "By the way, Lucius, where are the servants of our family? Why are the people in the middle and vestibule gone, only the old servants from my father and mother's side are still there?" ”

The subject was diverted, and Smith let out a sigh, but looked up with a smile on his face, "Oh, it was a little thing that happened some time ago, and I quit it." ”

Lydia frowned, "Little things?" Although Eve evaluated that she was really untalented, however, Reimer was inhuman after all, and she was one of the thirteen vampire clans, so no matter how normal Smith's expression was beside her, she still heard an instantaneous heartbeat.

Lydia tilted the corners of her mouth, as if she didn't bother to ask, "What about the original decoration? I remember that there was a vase from Madame Quinn outside my room?

"Oh, it's because of that little thing that a lot of the extra decoration has been taken away. Smith kept smiling, "After all, there are fewer maids, and those things are troublesome to clean up." ”

Lydia looked sideways at her brother, "'Little thing', hmph, I won't ask if you say that." ”

Smith laughed and shook his head.

"Seeing no, that's support. It turned out that Lydia was trying to make a point, "I expect you to do this to me." ”

Smith's face furrowed again, and the topic went back to the subject, "You mean ......?"

"Yes!" Lydia turned her head, "I mean Evie of Flender, you have to support me." Lydia said in an aggravated tone, "Brother." From now on, we are a family. ”

"Lydia......" Smith softened completely, trying to turn it back.

"Aunt Lydia?!" Capler appeared at the door of Lydia's room, and the girl in her pajamas rubbed her eyes vigorously, "Is that you? Lydia?!"

"Kepler!" Lydia pushed Smith out of the way, "my favorite niece!"

Kepler rolled his eyes as he ran in, his face full of excitement, yes, I know this expression is a bit complicated, but girls, there is always this kind of surprising performance, "It's the only niece!" Kepler gave Lydia a big hug directly, "When are you coming back?!"

"Yesterday morning!" Lydia patted Capler on the back and made an angry look, "Where have you been? I didn't see you all day yesterday!"

"Uh......" Kepler's body stiffened, "And, I have something to do with Lola, and I came back very late......"

Although Smith had no choice but to interrupt his conversation with Lydia, Smith had already adjusted his expression, and with the majesty of his father and the momentum of the head of the family, he said to Kepler, "When you came back last night, I asked you to make up and tidy up, but you went straight back to your room to sleep, now you know what you missed." ”

"Then you have to tell me...... Kepler was originally loudly defended, but found that his father, Smith, looked at him head-on, and his voice became quieter and quieter, "Lydia is back, I won't miss it......" In the end, it has become a coquettish with a little grievance.

Smith was unmoved, "And yesterday morning, I called Park Elementary to ask you to come back, but you weren't there." ”

"I ......," Kepler immediately turned his gaze to Lydia as soon as he spoke, 'Save me, my beloved and only aunt Lydia!'

It was impossible for Lydia not to notice her niece's heartbeat flying, and looked at Smith with a smile, "Brother, didn't you hear?

Smith's face was embarrassed for a moment, his gaze drifted away, and he nodded, "I won't bother you for the time being." "Consciously gone.

Lydia raised an eyebrow smugly at Kepler, who breathed a sigh of relief, "Quick, tell me what you've done in the past few years." He pulled Kepler and walked straight to the bed.

Lydia waved her hand, a momentary impatience, "Forget the boring things about going to school in the West End." Immediately it turned into a smile again, "It's been since I went to the North End in high school!Quick, I want to know everything!Friends, lovers, all the fun things!" (To be continued......)