The young female assistants hurried around, lowering layer after layer of curtains, and after a while, the already not-so-bright room became more gloomy and dreary, and Sasha noticed that Xiren was visibly relieved, and she raised her finger and wiped the corners of her eyes with the emerald gem on her little finger (emeralds are believed to wash and brighten the eyes): "It's much better." She smiled helplessly, "I'm sorry, Hopkins," and for just a few minutes, her eyes were covered with tears: "Too bright light would make me feel uncomfortable." The last of the silk curtains was lowered, and the brightness of the room had almost dropped to a level comparable to that of a moonlit night.

With the help of her assistant, she slowly approached the couch, and the other assistant immediately moved away from the surroundings, and she sat down cautiously, then beckoned to Hopkins, "Come over a little more," she said, "Hopkins, sit next to me." ”

Sasha sat down across from Siren as she was directed, less than a foot between him and her, in a position where he could touch each other with a lift of his hand—"It's okay," Sasha said calmly, "I know what's going on." "Sasha. Hopkins' eyes are lilac-colored, but this does not mean that he is beautiful or superior, on the contrary, the special color of the eyes indicates that there is a mutated albino gene hidden in his body, which is what makes his eyes so beautiful and rare, which is a more visible part of Catherine's mother's body. Little Hopkins had consulted a large number of books and websites for this purpose, and he was no stranger to albinistic patients - the boy's black pupils were slightly dilated, and a thin layer of silver light seeped out from its depths, which was imperceptible to the naked eye, and the light and darkness did not affect him, and at this distance, he could clearly see that the pair of red eyeballs were shaking rapidly and slightly. Xiren's nystagmus symptoms are not very serious, but they are enough to affect her daily life, for example, she can't see the boy sitting across from her at once like a normal person, and she needs to divide it several times before she can piece together Hopkins's face in her head.

"Another flawless gem." She said, as if sentimental as if lamenting: "Glegri always has a pair of good eyes that others can't match. ”

"Glegri. Mr. Coso? "He's a very warm guy, but I think our collaboration is only for one week," Sasha said, holding out his finger to gently block the finger that Siren wanted to touch his cheek. "It was Mr. Senek's advice to me – I needed credits, there were extracurricular activities, and Mr. Senek told me there was such an activity. If I get selected, I can take a full year's worth of credit, and that's it. ”

Siren didn't seem to be angry at his coldness, and she commented in a brisk tone, "You're pretty straightforward, Mr. Hopkins. She lifted her chin playfully: "Usually people come up with some high-sounding reasons:", for example," she paused, "for me." ”

"There must be a lot of people who would say that," Sasha said, "and I promise they think so." ”

"But not you." Xiren said in a deep voice, her voice was very funny, almost neutral. Varied, sometimes leaning towards baritone, sometimes with a soprano. The next moment I ran to the alto again.

"Nope." Sasha said, "I'm no exception. ”

If he wasn't mistaken, Siren was also an "old friend", and she only said one word in the smoke-filled hallway of Babel's G section, but that one sentence had already made Hopkins recognize her—months ago. From CDs and music videos. But Sasha hadn't expected her abilities to break through his defenses—just now, he had been truly bewildered. Although the time is short...... Mistakes aren't scary, what's scary is that you close your eyes and pretend nothing happened.

Sasha won't anger Xiren because of this, whether she wants it or not, this small encounter can be called a reminder.

***

"I'd like to see it for myself—I thought her hair was dyed." Beelzebub said that while Sasha was being tested and tested in the dimly lit room, he filled his belly with dozens of lobster and oysters, cheese, butter pesto, cold beer, and no less than a dozen kinds of ice cream, and was now lazily lying on the floor of the room he shared with Sasha, his belly as round and full as a ball.

"I'm afraid not," said Sasha, "Glegri. Mr. Corso was not happy that a man approached Xiren, and her bodyguards, makeup artists, costume artists, nannies, assistants, etc., were all women. Cleaners and sound engineers are no exception. He wiped his hair with a bath towel and stepped over Beelzebub's belly. It's not an exaggeration, anyway, this is about 10 million yuan. ”

"Ten million dollars?" Beelzebub sniffled.

"Yes, Mr. Coso insured Xiren with 10 million yuan to ensure that she is a virgin."

Beelzebub's expression was like eating a moldy sour olive: "...... Virgin," he said, "what is that?" ”

"I thought you were no stranger to this, the girl on Poseidon Island is much more peaceful than her counterparts in the Western Continent," Sasha sat cross-legged beside him, his hair not completely dry, and drops of water fell on Beelzebub's head: "The image that Glegri created for Xiren - a virgin with a flawless body, a beautiful voice and a pure heart - it is rare to need ten million yuan to guarantee its authenticity, so ......"

"But you're only fifteen?!"

"I remember that you got a B in your human physiology class, Beelzebub," said Sasha helplessly, "Boys can have dreams as early as ten years old, and erections even earlier, and fifteen-year-old boys are even more energetic and interested. ”

Beelzebub pouted: "She's too old, too. The star is not in the scope of the mob's respect and concern, and he can remember Xiren's age because of Hopkins.

Twenty-eight years old, she is a bit old for them - her supporters don't care, and it can even be said that their numbers are increasing dramatically every year. But that is not to say that they have no eyes—the appearance of the West is very deceptive—not to be possessed by humans, silk-like slender and lustrous silver hair, delicate and smooth, white marble skin without a trace of wrinkles, a slightly undulating chest and hips like an undeveloped little girl, and strangely colored eyes that are always clear—everything is exactly the same as it was ten years ago, and time has not left any visible traces of humanity on her.

"Supposedly this is her last show?" Beelzebub turned over: "I thought that every acting agent would do his best to squeeze out every little fruit in his hand. "Don" on Poseidon Island also controls several performing arts companies, Beelzebub's former "father" is in charge of one of them, they rely on investment in movies and mobile theaters to launder money, actors and directors are strictly controlled, the former sometimes have to pay gifts or bribes, and their agents are more of a crime than a business.

Siren is still a god of tens of millions of men (and perhaps a few women) who like her, love her, are fascinated by her, and they never skimp on money—as long as it relates to her.

"Maybe it's because things are getting a little out of control." Sasha put the portable tablet on his lap and opened the search page: "We met in an unpleasant place a few years ago - Glegri announced that Siren was filming a music video in a closed space during that time. ”

"She's the one too?" Beelzebub made a gesture commonly used by the people of Poseidon Island, which means "possessed by the devil", which is often referred to as "alien".

"That's it, too." Sasha said, his fingers moving deftly across the virtual keyboard, Beelzebub sticking his head out from behind his back, and Siren's rose-red eyes staring at him on the screen.

"I don't see what there is to be fascinated with by a person with albinism," Beelzebub said, "and her appearance is enough to counteract her voice – she gives me the creeps." ”

Sasha did not speak, and the number of people who thought the same as Beelzebub was no less than that of Siren's infatuators—some humans hated "things" that were different from themselves, and they instinctively rejected and blocked "them", "they" were not considered "people" in their eyes—sun-sensitive albinists were burned alive as vampires in the Middle Ages; Later on, they were grouped with lepers; To this day, it is still difficult for people with albinism to be recognized by others, and they will be discriminated against and oppressed by others intentionally or unintentionally because of their unusual skin, hair and eyes. In addition, due to the absence of melanin blocking, the optic nerve can not withstand the strong light stimulation from the outside world, resulting in non-uniform tremor of the eyeball, resulting in a serious weakening of vision, many albinism patients have a vision of only one to two hundred degrees - the most frustrating, lack of melanin protection of white skin, after sun exposure is prone to solar cheilitis, dermatitis, and may develop basal cell carcinoma and epithelial cell carcinoma.

The misery of people with albinism in Tanzania is even more miserable, and the indigenous people of Tanzania believe that people with albinism are people who are favored by the devil, who are feared and hated by others and have to leave their homes and live in groups—where the shamans regard the skin, internal organs, bones, genitals and limbs of the people with albinism as treasures, and they believe that the treated parts of the human body can bring luck and wealth to ordinary people, and can ward off evil spirits even the worst. Fishermen on Great Victoria Lake believe that nets woven from the hair of people with albinism will bring them more fish – hunters sneak into the colonies with guns and knives, they catch people with albinism, kill them and cut them like they do with livestock.

"But," said Sasha, "did you know that Noah, who built the ark at the behest of God, was also an albinist, and it is clearly written that 'his skin was whiter than an angel?'" ’”

(To be continued)

ps: I'm sorry, it looks like I had to skip the ticket today, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll make more compensation tomorrow and the day after tomorrow...... Five-body throwing ¥