Li Lan took Ye Xiaomeng's hand, they were like a pair of ordinary foreign couple tourists, standing on the London Bridge where tourists were constantly traveling, looking at the sparkling waves of the Thames River under the bridge, and there were many tourists from other countries around who picked up their cameras and took pictures of this beautiful picture with a click, which was used to make a time album of old memories. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the corner where others inadvertently shone in, you can see Li Lan and Ye Xiaomeng's faces intimately attached to each other, with a bright smile bathed in gold.

"Is this London? Ye Xiaomeng looked at the buildings on both sides of the Thames full of British atmosphere, as if she wanted to find traces of her lover's life here.

This is where Li Lan lived when he was a child, and he has lived in this rainy and humid city from birth to adulthood.

"When I was younger, I didn't like to stay at home, I spent all day wandering the streets of London, and a lot of people knew me. Li Lan looked at her with a smile, her golden face in the sun was very handsome, attracting the attention of many young girls around, "However, many years have passed, and those uncles and aunts definitely don't know me anymore." ”

"That's why you take me to the supermarket and meet three women who have dated you?" Ye Xiaomeng raised her eyebrows, her short burgundy hair looked like a red-chestnut.

"That's ......" Li Lan remembered the embarrassment just now, and swore heavily, "It was really an accident, if this kind of thing happened again, I would ...... I'm going to rape my cat!"

"You spare Hiro, what did it do wrong?" Ye Xiaomeng rolled her eyes charmingly, "I believe you." ”

"Hey, Li Lan!" A blonde and blue-eyed Englishwoman suddenly walked over excitedly, hugged Li Lan's waist as if no one was next to Ye Xiaomeng's shocked gaze, and said intimately, "You dead ghost, how can you be willing to come back?"

"Who are you?" Li Lan's face turned pale, especially under Ye Xiaomeng's slightly narrowed gaze that was almost murderous.

"I'm Alice, have you forgotten me? That time I was at the bar with you, and I carried you ......home after you got drunk," the blonde beauty said unscrupulously in Li Lan's begging gaze, "You were so drunk that day that day, yelling to ......"

"No!" Li Lan suddenly stretched out a finger to block her mouth, "You recognize the wrong person, Miss." ”

"What are you yelling about?" Ye Xiaomeng said calmly in English, "Please continue." ”

"No!" Li Lan took a deep breath, and then in the next second, he grabbed Ye Xiaomeng's wrist, as if Liu Xiang was possessed, and rushed towards the densest place in the crowd with her head turned around, leaving the blonde beauty Alice with a stunned face.

......In a café, Li Lan gasped in pain, he looked like he was about to die, and his expression was very similar to that of those women who were about to give birth.

"So, what do you want from yelling?" Ye Xiaomeng asked for a cup of hot latte in fluent English, the conversation just now, if it were other college students in the university who were still struggling in the English level 4 exam, they might not understand, but Ye Xiaomeng herself was a student of the English department, and she had already got the certificate of English level 6, so she naturally knew what the blonde woman with a dissolute face was talking about.

"I'm going to rape Hiro. Li Lan said sadly. He has always been a man who dares to act.

Ye Xiaomeng squinted at him, and after a long time, when Li Lan was already sweating profusely, Shi Shiran said, "The last time." ”

"Good. Li Lan, who had won the big picture, breathed a sigh of relief, he grinned, and was about to say something, when suddenly his phone rang.

Li Lan took out her phone, glanced at the notes of the "bastard" on the phone screen, hesitated, and hung up the phone.

"Aren't you answering the phone?, who called?" Ye Xiaomeng asked while drinking coffee.

"My father's phone call, he probably got the news of my return to England from some unknown source. Li Lan looked at those service brothers with three-dimensional facial features and neatly dressed," I told you, I fell out with my family and ran out, but my family is still relatively powerful, the whole of London is my family's territory, for example, you look at the blue-eyed waiter, his face is gay, maybe it is my father's eyeliner, my father has a habit, that is, the subordinates he cultivated are all very handsome, whether it is to seduce those noble ladies, or to seduce those noble gentlemen, when he is caught, I suspect that my dad is a gay, after all, there are quite a lot of British fagots......"

"It's ...... Is it a spy war movie?" Ye Xiaomeng casually picked up a magazine full of English on the table, and said with a smile, "You have told me several times along the way, how powerful the Stantin family is, do you say that I, a vampire family, or an inferior vampire, will be secretly shot by people from your family on the street." ”

"Father's men don't use guns, they use curses against you, maybe you suddenly feel breathless that night, and then you die violently, and the police can't find out who did it. Li Lan stretched out her hand, rubbed her smooth face, and said seriously, "However, I will protect you no matter what." ”

"You and I can trust you. Ye Xiaomeng blinked.

The light of the twilight setting outside the café pierced the streets of London filled with pedestrians, falling on their faces as if a stalwart knight had sworn allegiance to his princess.

After a while, Li Lan's mobile phone suddenly vibrate.

He took out his phone, glanced at the words on the screen, frowned, and then got up and said to Ye Xiaomeng, "I'll go to the toilet." ”

Li Lan, who walked to the toilet, stood on the edge of the sink and picked up her mobile phone to dial the phone.

"What is the important thing that I have to answer the phone? Don't forget, I said when I left that things in the family have been ......," his brow furrowed.

"Bastard!" came the angry roar of Li Lan's father, Lister Stantin, on the other end of the phone.

"What's wrong?" Li Lan listened to the angry voice of Liszt, the head of the Standing family, and vaguely sensed that something was wrong, "You say." ”

"Your grandfather is dead, and tomorrow is his funeral, won't you come back?"

The voice on the phone was thick and vicissitudes, angry and sad, like the white smoke of a blazing charcoal fire after it had been extinguished by a basin of water.

This sentence seemed to be a stick hitting Li Lan's forehead, making him suddenly in a trance.

There was silence in the café's unoccupied toilet.

The dim light resembles the setting sun, and then large yellow leaves fall down like dead leaf butterflies.

Time seems to stand still for a few seconds, as if a moviegoer has inadvertently touched the pause button, and the characters in the picture freeze their movements and expressions for a few seconds before continuing.

"Grandpa...... Passed away?" Li Lan's voice trembled for a few seconds, and gradually regained her composure.

This composure comes from his father, who, like Liszt, has the same trait as being unflapped and unfazed in the face of danger, of course, this trait is more often interpreted as cold, hard-hearted, and even wolf-hearted, but it is undeniable that this is the ability of a strong leader, just like Obama in the face of the Wall Street recession can also give orders one after another to try to minimize losses.

"Is tomorrow grandpa's funeral?" Li Lan asked.

"Yes, you unfilial son, haven't you come back?" Liszt's words were accompanied by heavy gasps and even a hoarse trill, like a tortured prisoner who could no longer speak clearly after a night of moaning.

Those hoarse trills, like the light of a candle flame in the dark, were faint but eye-catching, and they were clearly captured by Li Lan.

"Are you crying?" Li Lan was silent for a while, and asked incredulously.

Yes, it's incredible, this feeling even suddenly extinguished the sadness of his own grandfather's death, like a rainstorm falling from the sky that swept everything and snuffed out the churning flames.

He looked up and saw himself on the mirror of the toilet sink, looking at himself in disbelief.

The high-minded, indifferent and invincible father in my memory will also cry? Is it possible?

He remembered that once when he was a child, he accidentally pushed Li Yuan down the stairs, and the young Li Yuan rolled over more than 20 steps like a football, and finally stumbled on the table legs, not to mention a child of a few years old, even if it was an adult, I am afraid that he would have to scream so much that people wondered if he had been kicked to the egg, but the father sitting on the sofa just glanced at it casually, and then still calmly lowered his head to read the newspaper, as if the trivial news that happened every day in the newspaper were more noteworthy than his son's cry, as if his calm and almost indifferent gaze was already called the emperor's grace。

In Li Lan's impression, it is impossible for Liszt to lose control of his emotions, he will always be that indifferent appearance, like an iron-cast statue, even if the swords are roaring, the rain of bullets and even the sea of fire cannot leave a trace on it, even if a comet hits the earth, the Third World War, and hell invades the world, it is like "another robber has been captured in such and such a place" The news is so not worth mentioning, he is an expressionless robot, he is in charge of this huge Standing family with a cold expression, he strategizes, scolds Fang Xuan, he will not cry or roar, even if he decided to run away from home, he just sneered disdainfully, I don't know whether it is ridicule and ridicule, or indifference and disdain, of course, it is more likely to be both.

Li Lan has always felt that Liszt is almost a machine composed of countless programs, and every decision and order he makes follows the principle of "putting family interests first" The absolute principle, he has no feelings, he thinks that family affection, love and everything related to emotions are obstacles that prevent him from leading the family, he was able to calmly give up Li Lan, the eldest son of the family, because he knew that one Li Lan is gone, and another Li Yuan can succeed to the throne, of course, now the family is very confused about what the attitude of the heir is, after all, with Li Lan as an example, Li Yuan has now fled, unless Li Szt takes a bottle of viagra and gives birth to a younger brother to the two brothers.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, but it didn't hang up, like the short silence time after a song on the phone.

Li Lan was finally sure, he lowered his head and looked at the empty sink.

"Turns out you're crying too. Li Lan didn't know what mood he was in when he said this, and he didn't know whether his tone was hateful, angry, gratified, and pleasant when he said this.

"You give me an immediate return, now, right now. Liszt said on the phone.

"Tomorrow's funeral, you don't need to be in such a hurry, right? Grandpa loves me so much, his spirit in heaven must be willing to tolerate me. Li Lan sneered.

For some reason, listening to Liszt's unquestionable tone, he suddenly became stubborn, just like those adolescent rebellious teenagers.

"Besides, I still have things to do, and I can't pull away. Li Lan said calmly.

"Is that inferior vampire named Ye Xiaomeng?" Liszt's voice regained indifference, like a cold mechanical prompt in the computer, "Get back to me immediately, the eldest son of the Stantin family, it is impossible to marry a vampire family, put away your nonsense little nature." Now, immediately, get back, right now. ”

"What? My love needs you to point fingers?!" Li Lan laughed angrily, he roared arrogantly into the phone, as if the father who was as indifferent as a dummy was right in front of him, "Lao Tzu just likes it, it's not happy, why the hell are you going to call me? You want to arrest me? Who I marry as my wife, you have to take care of it? Lao Tzu has lived alone in Shanghai for so long, have you ever given a phone call? Are you still a father? Now you want me to separate from whoever you want me to separate? You ...... you?"

He is like the villain of many TV series, shouting words like "I'm upset that you come to hit me", as if he can vent his resentment against his father for many years, as well as ...... Fear.

He knew that if he really stood in front of Liszt, let alone shouting like this, he wouldn't even dare to show a look of resentment.

Similarly, this is also the first time that Li Lan, who is gentle and elegant in front of many people, has lost his temper like this.

"I didn't expect to be away from home for so long, and you forgot even the most basic self-cultivation and etiquette. Liszt said coldly on the phone.

"There's so much you can't think of. ”

Li Lan looked at the hideous self in the mirror, reached out to tidy up her clothes, rubbed her slightly red and swollen eyes, changed her tone to a calmer tone, and said: "My girlfriend is going to start the blood exchange ceremony of the blood clan tonight, this ceremony will last for a long time, I will go to the funeral, but today is the beginning of the blood exchange ceremony, at least at the beginning of this, I will accompany her by her side and accompany her through this most frightening time." I'll be there tomorrow before the funeral starts, you don't have to worry, no matter what, my grandfather loves me very much, and I like him very much, so I won't be absent. ”

"Really?" a cold voice sounded behind Li Lan.

It's like a strong wind that rolls up high waves, and the icy sea water swells down from above, drenching people in a permeable one.

The orange light in the bathroom is still dim, but unlike candles, the filaments in the bulbs don't flicker back and forth like candlelight when the wind blows.

The quiet air solidified into a rubber-like solid, and Li Lan's body stiffened, and every movement almost exhausted all the strength in his body.

He looked up and looked in the mirror, which saw nothing more than his handsome ghost-like face, which was pale with fear.

A face that resembles his face for seven points, but is more mature and indifferent, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that represent the vicissitudes of time.

"Dad......" Li Lan felt a chill in her body rushing up from her spine.

"I haven't seen it in years, my wings are much harder, and I'm even more stupid. Liszt stood behind Li Lan, looking at his son in the mirror with his eyebrows like a sword.

His cold face seemed to be covered with a layer of goose feathers and snow falling in Shanghai winter, and the whining north wind cut the faces of those around him like a knife.

Hidden in the depths of Li Lan's heart, the fear of his father crawled out like a bloody monster, roaring fiercely. This monster has been stabbed into the body by brave men with hundreds of sharp swords in Shanghai in the past few years, and it seems to have died all over its body, but at the moment when Liszt appeared, it was resurrected again, and it was stronger and more invincible like a hormone, and it swallowed Li Lan into its belly with bloody teeth, and chewed it to the point that there was no residue left.

......

Twilight envelops the whole of London, and by the fountain in Trafalgar Square, groups of tourists happily take out their cameras here, excitedly recording the beautiful night here.

All that is dark, terrible, and terrible, is hidden under vanity, prosperity, light, and joy.

On the edge of Trafalgar Square, stepping on the colorful lights and accompanied by the noisy laughter of the people, Dracula, the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, pushed open the door of the café, sat down in front of Ye Xiaomeng's table, and looked at his family with a smile.

"You finally came out of the toilet, I thought you fell into the toilet......" Ye Xiaomeng took her eyes off the magazine, only to see the pale smiling face of the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan, "Why are you?"

"I'm here to take you to a secret base of the Blood Clan, where the ceremony takes place, and where the Marquis of Night is already in place. Dracula shrugged, "What about Li Lan?"

"He went into the toilet an hour ago and hasn't come out since. Ye Xiaomeng pointed in the direction of the bathroom, "There are too many people here, it's inconvenient, otherwise I would have been going to call him in the men's toilet half an hour ago, is he going to have a baby, he has been in the toilet for so long." ”

"I'll take a look. Dracula got up and walked to the men's restroom, but there was no one else in it except for a few male customers who were making a convenience.

"He's not here. Dracula walked out of the bathroom and shook his head at Ye Xiaomeng.

Ye Xiaomeng was stunned: "He's not here, so where did he run to?"

"You call and ask. Dracula frowned, you must know that those marquis of the blood clan are still waiting for them, it is not in line with aristocratic etiquette to make people wait, for the blood clan who values etiquette and dignity, the faux pass is actually no different from pouring red wine on people's faces with a goblet.

"No one answered. After a while, Ye Xiaomeng said with an ugly face, "That bastard, did you run away with urine?

"Possibly, after all, the eldest young master of the Standing family is famous here in London......" Dracula paused, "Merry." ”

"He is looking for ...... death" Ye Xiaomeng's pupils suddenly turned scarlet, just like a werewolf awakened on a full moon night, and two sharp but cute fangs (little tiger teeth) suddenly appeared in his mouth.

"Don't expose yourself in public, Her Royal Highness is not here, if we do, it will attract an attack from the Holy See!" Dracula's face changed.

"What now? That one actually left me and ran away. Ye Xiaomeng said angrily, she looked just ordinary angry, but in her eyes, it was shrouded in a big, gray and misty disappointment, hazy.

"Let's go with me first, I'll be calling Li Lan to come over in a while, the blood exchange ceremony needs seven blood marquis plus me to hold it, these seven marquis of our clan are all very busy people in the human world, and it is already very face-saving to let them take the time to help." Dracula urged.

"Okay. Ye Xiaomeng said.

She glanced in the direction of the bathroom, feeling as sad and lost as if someone had been splashed with a cup of coffee.

......

Li Lan lay on the floor of the empty room, the yellow chandelier above his head emitting a dim light, softly shining on his body.

His face was bruised after he had just been beaten, and it was still exuding a pain at the moment, stimulating his nerves, this was the scar left by Liszt on his body just now, the head of the Stantin family would never be stingy with his fists and slaps, in the past, Grandpa Li Lan could still dissuade one or two when he was still alive, but now no one can dissuade him.

Getting up from the empty room, Li Lan gritted his teeth and stubbornly said nothing, he walked to the only item in the room, a garbage can, and spat the blood foam in his mouth.

Before Liszt threw him in, he said, "Don't stain the floor", this sentence was like a spell, so that even if he was in a state of fainting, he didn't dare to forget, he even felt that one day he was seriously injured and he was about to die.

Losing the support of his grandfather, Jialan was far away in Shanghai, Li Lan in front of Liszt was as weak as a young eagle with no hair, and no one in the Standing family dared to disobey Liszt's orders, even the loser Li Lan. Only Jialan is an exception.

At this time, Li Lan, who spit out the blood foaming in his mouth, sat on the floor next to the garbage can, showing a bitter smile, he regretted a little that he didn't bring Jialan, although Jialan also listened to Liszt's words, but in the end she was still on her side, with the support of her cousin, her father dared to beat herself like this...... Where do you dare to be so ruthless?

Li Lan sat in the corner of the room, looking at the empty room that seemed to have just been ransacked by hundreds of robbers, huddled up, hugged her knees in the corner, and was silent.

This room, in the corner of the Stanting family's castle, was also his room.

There have been countless memories he has made here, there are pictures left by He Jialan, and Li Yuan, and his mother who has not yet died, and Hiro's, and his grandfather, and a few cute little maids, and countless people, they are laughing in this room, playing and fighting, unscrupulous, you chase me and run away, and the children are unscrupulous, but after he left, this room was completely emptied, as if Liszt wanted to prove how disappointed he was in his son, not only did he leave nothing, but even the simple pictures that were originally left on the walls have disappeared, and now the walls of this room are beautifully painted with red texturesThe beautiful patterns on it are intertwined with many geometric patterns, and they are also the favorite beauty of Liszt, who is as calm as a robot - he likes the regular beauty of this geometric pattern, because these lines are like mathematical equations, and they are broken up into countless circles, triangles, and squares.

Outside the window was a black night sky, and there were no stars in the London sky, save for the white moon, hanging alone in the sky, as if the only survivor of the war had shed tears as he cried over the corpse.

Li Lan grinned and rubbed the bruises on her face, and after performing a few simple healing operations, she took her mobile phone out of her pocket.

"You are not in the service area ......"

Li Lan hung up the phone angrily, viciously trying to smash his iPhone on the ground to vent his anger, but in the end, his reason grabbed his throat frantically, "This phone is not Nokia, don't do stupid things!", so he viciously stuffed the phone into his pocket again, and cursed Jobs, who had hung up, while hating and hammering the ground.

He hugged his knees, his eyes red, and turned off the lights in his room.

In the darkness, only the moonlight that came into the room from the outside world was still visible.

He walked to the window like a drowning man seeing driftwood, he couldn't break the window with magical defense, but fortunately, through here, he could enjoy the night view of London to relieve his boredom.

Li Lan thought of Ye Xiaomeng, remembering that she might be looking for herself anxiously at the moment, or she might be waiting for her body to be cut open with fear, and then carry out a multi-day exchange blood ceremony, his heart couldn't stop pounding.

"I'm sorry. He whispered.

......

"A vampire's ritual, why do you need to inject anesthetics?Are you the doctor who is going to operate on me?" Ye Xiaomeng was lying in the center of an empty room, surrounded by darkness, only a white chandelier on his head released a faint light, which looked very much like a person waiting in the dark world after death for an angel to slowly fall with the holy light.

Dracula looked at Ye Xiaomeng, who was lying on the bed with a white sheet, and hesitantly explained: "Because this is part of the blood exchange ceremony, and you must be mentally prepared. ”

"What kind of psychological preparation? Isn't it a magic ritual? Could it be that you still need to be like a cancer patient, take an anesthetic and push it into the operating room, be disemboweled with a scalpel and cut out the cancerous tissue? You're not kidding, are you?" Ye Xiaomeng's hands gradually began to tremble, and her expression began to become more and more weird, "Don't tell me that's really the case, can't it?"

Dracula nodded awkwardly: "The blood exchange ritual is mostly carried out in a pool of blood, but this beginning is very important, we need to cut open your chest, remove your heart, and then put you into the pool of blood, waiting for a new heart to be molded." ”

"What? you...... Didn't you tell me beforehand......" Ye Xiaomeng's expression was much paler than that of ordinary vampires, she looked at the empty surroundings, except for the figures of seven strange blood clan marquis standing in the dark like ghosts, there was no one to be found.

There is no one familiar except Dracula, and even Dracula cannot be considered a pure acquaintance. The seven strange vampires stood in the shadows and couldn't see their faces clearly, but Ye Xiaomeng seemed to be able to see the terrifying smiles on their faces.

The sudden chill made a small bump appear on her arm.

"What about Li Lan? What about Li Lan?" Ye Xiaomeng grabbed Dracula's sleeve, her short burgundy hair was scattered in front of her forehead, but she couldn't care about it anymore, she looked panicked like a female ghost being chased and killed by a priest of the Holy See.

"I'm sorry, but I still haven't reached him. Dracula said apologetically, "I can understand your feelings." Any person with a strong mind, lying here, waiting for the knife to cut through his body, will be more fragile than any timid child, at this time what 'I'm not afraid' is a lie, no one can be afraid, even a muscular strong man, may be so scared that he trembles and even crys, not to mention that after the anesthetic, he has to watch the knife cut his chest and remove the bloody heart, until the consciousness faints, who can calmly watch others dig out their heart? I've seen too much in the past few hundred years, a young girl like you will definitely be scared and unbearable, but I didn't expect that Li Lan would not be there. ”

He looked at Ye Xiaomeng's frightened face and said sincerely: "Originally, I thought that with Li Lan by your side and accompanying you throughout the whole process, you should be able to get through, but I haven't been able to contact him until now, I'm sorry, but I did my best." There is no way to delay the blood exchange ceremony, and the materials of the blood pool also have a shelf life, and the magic will be gone after a long time, please understand. ”

Ye Xiaomeng looked at Dracula's three-dimensional, handsome, mature European aristocratic face in a daze, the fear on her face slowly faded, but her body was still trembling, like a victim walking in a thin shirt in the snow on a snowy day, she felt that she was about to freeze to death here.

The dead air was filled with loneliness, fear, and cold smells, squeezing her body like the tide of the deep sea.

Is she going to spend it alone?

"I've contacted all over the world and brought you seven experienced marquises, with a focus on women, you should feel better, right?" said Dracula in a low voice.

Seven female blood clan marquis with bewitching or cute faces walked into the light in gorgeous formal suits, they didn't look as terrible and evil as they imagined, and maybe even because of Dracula's relationship, they looked at Ye Xiaomeng's eyes with some intimacy.

However, they were still strangers, looking at the bright scalpel in their hands, Ye Xiaomeng felt that she was about to suffocate.

Under the pale light, the whole world became cold and strange, Ye Xiaomeng trembled and looked at this room full of darkness, she felt that she should lie on the Huangquan Road to the underworld, and after a while, it was time to drink Meng Po soup.

"Can I not do it?" Ye Xiaomeng trembled in fear, she struggled to get up from the bed, she didn't want to see the blood in her chest splashing under the incandescent light, and then watch others put their hands in and take out the beating, vein-filled, bloody flesh-like heart.

"Hold her down. Dracula said to the other seven Marquis of the Bloodline. His face suddenly became unfamiliar in Ye Xiaomeng's eyes.

"Let go of me!" Ye Xiaomeng struggled and said, "I won't do it!"

"Don't be afraid, we have a lot of experience and have done it many times over the centuries. One of the Marquis of the Blood Clan, who looked older, said to her with a smile, but her kind smiling face was no different from a demon in Ye Xiaomeng's eyes.

Her struggle became more intense, like a crucian carp caught from the river, fluttering desperately, but unable to escape the clutches, she could only wait for others to manipulate her fate little by little.

"It's already here, so don't back down. Dracula said, then nodded to the others, "Let's begin, the night is long and dreamy, it seems that the eldest young master of the Stantin family will not be here." ”

A blood marquis cast a dark magic to firmly fix Ye Xiaomeng's limbs on the bed, at this time she was like a slave girl who was tied hand and foot, or a domestic animal thrown on the chopping board, waiting for others to do whatever they wanted to her, this feeling was terrible, terrifying, and an indescribable taste of despair.

You can see what others are doing to you, but you can't stop it, you can just watch.

Ye Xiaomeng's heart was cold.

Her white cloth was torn by a marquisess of the Blood, revealing her crystal clear, art-like white upper body, and even goosebumps could be seen on her skin from fear.

Dracula turned his back and ordered, "Hurry up, don't let her suffer for too long." ”

"Yes. The seven Marquis of the Blood Clan bowed.

When the tearing sensation and pain broke the barrier of the anesthetic and clearly transmitted to the depths of her mind, her dull eyes, which had been numb from despair, reawakened.

In some places in my heart, there was a soft cracking sound, as if the glass could not withstand the pressure and was about to break, click, click, click......

"Li Lan ......" she called softly, fearfully, with tears in her eyes, "where are you ......?"

"Li Lan ......"

"Save Me ......"

In the darkness, the girl's sobs of fear were like ripples rippling on the surface of the water, round and round, swinging far away.

......

"It's over?" Dracula turned around and saw Ye Xiaomeng, who had a large hole cut in the middle of the breast in her chest, revealing the tender red visceral muscle tissue inside, and she fell asleep with tears in her eyes before her heart was removed, so she was also glad that she didn't see her bloody heart with her own eyes.

There were still tear stains on her pale cheeks that were unconscious, like roses in a rainstorm.

"Yes. The seven Marquis of the Blood Clan responded.

A marquis of the Blood Clan held a silver plate with a living heart in one hand, she licked her lips and asked, "Lord Duke, can you reward me with this heart?"

"If you're not afraid of death. Dracula's expression suddenly became hideous and terrifying, and he was like an angry lion.

The Marquis of the Blood Clan simply shut her mouth, and she put the heart in a small silver box, carefully keeping it aside.

"Let's start next. Dracula's handsome face was cold and terrifying, and his gaze swept over, and all the marquis who had coveted that heart bowed their heads, afraid to raise their heads.

Dracula walked to the side of the bed and looked at the side face of the girl pear blossom with rain under the light, it was Li Lan's task to carry Ye Xiaomeng into the blood pool, but since he was not there, he could only do it for him.

Dracula held Ye Xiaomeng in his arms like a knight holding a princess, and they walked through the dark, unlit corridor, and then stood in front of the blood pool in another room.

It looked like a pool of hot springs, but the bright red liquid in it made people unable to associate this place with a hot spring, Dracula put Ye Xiaomeng in it, and then watched her float in the middle of the blood pool.

Ye Xiaomeng's remaining pants, shoes and socks in a coma were also quickly corroded, making people feel that this was not bright red blood but a pool of red sulfuric acid, she floated in the middle of the blood pool, and after a few seconds, her whole body sank into it, completely submerged in blood, as if this blood-red monster finally found this beautiful and delicious girl above her head, and then swallowed her.

Seven Bloodline Marquis stood on the edge of the Blood Pool, and along with Dracula, eight vampires surrounded the Blood Pool, and then they sliced their wrists with their magic in unison, spilling the most precious blood of the Blood Clan.

This is the most important part of the whole ceremony.

It was only 100,200cc of blood flowing, and these marquis withdrew their hands in distress, as if this was something more precious than gold, only Dracula still gritted his teeth, and let the precious duke's blood of the Grand Duke of his own blood clan drip into it bit by bit.

"Enough, Lord Duke. A blood marquis looked at the blood beads on Dracula's wrists, and said greedily and regretfully, "With such a high concentration of the marquis's duke's blood, the magic power is enough for her to become a baron in one leap." ”

"Nope. Dracula shook his head, "What baron, viscount, count, I'm going to make her a marquis directly." ”

"Are you crazy?" the Marquis of the Bloodline looked at Dracula with a nervous look, "My lord, you will cause irreparable damage to yourself in this way, and may even make you fall to the Marquis, and let the Bloodline lose you, the only Grand Duke!"

"No, I'm not crazy. Dracula looked indifferently at the Duke's blood that had fallen into a pool of blood, like looking at a plastic bag floating in the wind on the side of the street, "This is my decision." ”

"Why?" The other marquisesses also looked at him dumbfounded, and at that moment, they even suspected that Dracula had been manipulated by the priests of the Holy See, otherwise how could he have done such a thing that bordered on suicide?

Dracula, who had lost a lot of blood and had a little more lifeless on his face, did not answer them, and his expression was much more sluggish, as if he would fall down at the slightest blow.

"Could it be that you are in love with him?" said the marquisess who had originally questioned something that even she herself felt impossible, which was also a possibility that only sensual female blood clans would think of, "You are in love with your own family......? The woman of the eldest young master of the Stantin family?"

Dracula's handsome and charming face suddenly seemed to be wearing a mask of indifference, and he did not show any emotion or answer anything.

He didn't say a word.

Silence is the best answer.

......

Li Lan, who woke up in the empty room, opened his tired eyes, and for a moment, he felt that he had woken up at home in Shanghai, and when he walked out of the room, he would have a cute cousin nodding to him, and a domestic black cat beckoning to him like a beckoning cat, and then he was in the bright sunlight falling in the window, humming a song, going to the college campus that made everyone sing the praises of youth, mingling with young and beautiful female students, and finally being dragged out of the crowd by his girlfriend's ears.

The person who dragged his ears seemed to be Ye Xiaomeng and Alyssa, they were about the same height, and their backs were mixed together, so they couldn't see clearly.

The cold, hard touch of the floor dragged him back from his dream.

He got up from the ground, walked to the door, and twisted it, only to remember that the door was locked.

Li Lan hammered the door panel hard, like a muscular man who hit the city gate with a rushing car in the Trojan War, which made people wonder if he was deliberately unhappy with this innocent wooden door panel.

The maid's voice came from outside the door: "Young master, the master said that he couldn't let you come out." ”

"Fuck off, Liszt......" When he said his father's name, Li Lan's voice suddenly weakened, but he still slapped his swollen face and shouted to the fat man, "Even he can't stop me from going to the toilet!"

The reason for going to the toilet is indeed full of lethality, and the maid who guards the door outside the house hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to ask Liszt, as for whether her eldest young master would be suffocated by urine in the process of running back and forth, she obviously didn't take it into consideration.

"The master said that I can let you out now......" The maid just opened the door, and Li Lan rushed out like a wild dog that had escaped from the leashes, as if there was a group of perverted faggets hiding in the room who wanted to explode his chrysanthemum at any time.

Looking at Li Lan's back as she quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, the maid couldn't help but shout: "Young master, the bathroom is not in that direction—"

"Where do you want to go?" In the garden outside Statine Castle, Liszt appeared silently behind Li Lan, more like a ghost than Van der Waal, he looked indifferently at his young and handsome son, with the gaze of a stranger.

"What's the matter with you?" Li Lan whispered, just because his voice was so soft that he couldn't even compare to the mosquito call, and Liszt didn't hear it.

"Your grandfather's funeral is about to begin. Liszt said indifferently, "Now, follow me to church." ”

Hearing her grandfather's funeral, Li Lan seemed to have lost all her strength, and even the idea of rushing out to find Ye Xiaomeng faded.

"I know. He lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake, and followed Liszt.

The black convoy drove into London along the forest road outside the castle, these cars were all black BMWs, only the first one was a black Rolls-Royce, a total of twenty cars, as if a torrent of black luxury convoys, attracting the attention of everyone on both sides of the London street.

There are three people sitting in the black Rolls-Royce, one is Liszt's full-time driver, Liszt in the co-pilot, and Li Lan, who is silent in the back.

The atmosphere inside the car was so quiet that it was almost dead silent, reminiscent of the black and white tombstones in Yongan Cemetery, and the screams of some passers-by outside watching the traffic and shouting "ohmygod" were mixed with the sound of the shutter, and the noisy world was blocked by the metal shell, and the black car door seemed to become the only entrance and exit between the two worlds.

Li Lan wanted to take out his mobile phone and send a text message to Ye Xiaomeng, and then as soon as he turned on the screen, it automatically turned off.

Obviously, compared with the strong battery life of domestic copycats, the power consumption speed of the iPhone is simply soaring Shenzhou 5.

He cursed Comrade Jobs's spirit in heaven again in his heart, unless one day Apple really researched the battery of a nuclear-fueled mobile phone, he would curse several times a year.

"It's your grandfather's funeral soon, so don't play with your phone. "For some reason, there was a little less indifference in Liszt's voice, and more things that surprised Li Lan that should not appear on his father, in the phone call in the café yesterday, he once thought that he had made a mistake, because it is impossible for Liszt to have these emotions, no, he should not have emotions, where does the iron man get his emotions?

Just remembering whose funeral she attended, Li Lan's mood quickly fell into depression, like a balloon that had been blown up with a hole, swishing out, resentment and fear of her father, worry about her girlfriend, or missing her home in Shanghai, all of them were swept away by this torrent of sadness, and there was nothing left.

"How much memory do you have of your grandfather?" asked Liszt suddenly.

Li Lan, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't see his father's face, and of course he didn't dare to look at it, otherwise he would definitely see that Liszt's face was no longer his usual indifference and ruthlessness, and there were more things that belonged to the fireworks in the world and were full of traces of time.

"When I was a child, every time I was scolded by you and cried......" Li Lan paused cautiously to make sure that there was no fireball technique in his face before continuing, I would look for my grandfather to be safe, he was very spoiled by the old man, I didn't feel this way at the time, I just felt that my grandfather was too good to me, the good was unimaginable, even if I broke his beloved glass trophy, he wouldn't be angry with me, even if I scribbled on one of his beloved white dresses, he couldn't bear to look at it, he could laugh and praise me for how good I painted, now I think about it, probably because his old man doted on me too much, so I became so ...... Wild. ”

"Do you miss him?"

"Think, why don't you want to, who the...... Phew, who doesn't want him? You don't?"

"I miss him too, he's my father. After Liszt finished speaking, he didn't continue, he stopped the topic here, but he couldn't stop Li Lan from continuing to think.

He sat on the soft cushion in the back row, lowered the window, and looked out the window at the golden sunshine, the men on the street were jealous that he could sit in the Rolls-Royce at such a young age, and the women looked at his handsome face with a on his face taking pictures with his mobile phone, as for how sad the expression on his face was, why he was sad, who he was missing, it had nothing to do with them, and even the woman who took the picture wished he was even more sad, so as to capture the exquisite moment.

On the streets of London, a kind old man with gray hair and his grandson strolled under the colorful plane trees, and under the sunlight of the fallen leaves, the happy smiles of the grandparents and grandchildren were more dazzling than the sun in the sky, but they were like a black hole in the universe, and people's eyes couldn't help but be pulled over.

Li Lan looked at the happy grandfather and grandson, and then remembered that he was about to go to the church to attend his grandfather's funeral, and there was some indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he had sprinkled a handful of hairy salt on the wound.

"Why...... Grandpa won't notify me when he is going to die?" The street scene outside the window was constantly changing, and the blurred scenery made people dizzy, Li Lan's head was swollen when he saw it, and then he lowered his head and mustered up the courage to ask.

"When my father died, it was late at night, and when I found out that he had died, it was in the morning. There was a peculiar look in Liszt's eyes, he looked ten years older than he had just been, "Do you know what he was holding in his hand when he died?"

"What?" Li Lan's heart skipped a beat, and he almost jumped up like a black cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He was holding a photo in his hand, which was a photo of you, Li Yuan, and Jialan when they were children. Liszt's voice was hoarse, as if he was crying, "He died smiling, he looked at the pictures of the three of you, smiled, and left." ”

It was like a heavy hammer that smashed on Li Lan's head, knocking him dizzy and almost fainting. The icy tide of water rushing in from all directions drowned him.

Li Yuan's mobile phone can't get through, and Jialan never seems to use the phone, this funeral, the three children in the photo, only you can attend. Liszt said in a deep voice.

His tone made people want to cry.

Li Lan just wanted to say that he bought a mobile phone for his cousin, but he quickly remembered that his mobile phone was already out of battery, and he ...... I didn't memorize Jialan's phone number at all.

"I'm sorry. He whispered.

In the gloomy sky, a few scrap newspapers swept up by the cold wind floated into the sky, flying like kites, and then falling, they streaked across the sky, and finally landed in the corner that no one cared about, forgotten by the world.

......

It was as if God had felt the atmosphere of compassion emanating from inside and outside the Black Church, and it wasn't long before it began to rain.

No thunder, no wind.

There was only a gloomy sky, and a wisp of drizzle, which fell in the palm of their hand, and they fell on the window panes of the street, flowing down like tears, and they fell on people's heads, urging them to hurry home or open the umbrellas they carried with them.

Li Lan walked out of the Rolls-Royce, and did not use his hands to shield the rain falling from the sky, but just quietly bathed in the light rain, raised his head, looked at the sky, and felt the taste of the cold rain falling on his face.

There is no difference between the memory of childhood, almost every three or five days in London, England, where there is a rain, even the temperature and taste of the rain can awaken the familiar memories in the heart, here is different from Shanghai, it is still a rainy city, the cold rain beats on the stone steps of the church, along the veins of the green leaves outside the church and then drips into the shrubs and lawns, and the rain on the black eaves of the church clatters and falls, which reminds Li Lan of the days when he walked in the rain with his grandfather with an umbrella, when the kind grandfather pointed to the umbrella and warned him that people living in London can never forget to go out with an umbrellaBecause you never know when there will be a sudden heavy rain, he took this matter seriously in his heart at that time, but now that he has lived in Shanghai for many years, he has long forgotten this important habit in the corner of the long river of memory, along with the memory of the old man, and forgot it completely.

He followed Liszt to the door of the church, for after standing in the rain for a little longer, his black dress was stained with cold water.

To his surprise, a little girl who looked no more than seven or eight years old appeared at the door of the church before them, of course, she could have arrived before they arrived, she had a rare silver-white hair, which dragged to the ground so long that it could almost be used as a quilt and skirt, and she stood at the door of the church, almost hidden in her long silver hair, like a lovely white fur ball.

"Whose child is this?" Li Lan was stunned, he looked at his father, but saw Liszt glancing at the little girl coldly, and walked straight into the church as if he didn't see it, and a cold snort followed, indicating that he knew this little girl, but he was unwilling to explain.

Li Lan was a little stunned, and when he lowered his head again, the timidly cute little white furball turned around and ran into the black empty church.

He hurried after him, it was his grandfather's funeral, and of course he couldn't tolerate a strange-looking little girl mischievous here, even if she didn't seem to be as abrasive and unbeaten as the usual bear children in the neighborhood.

The little white furball was rampaging in the corridor of the church, and it seemed to be no different from ordinary naughty children, but Li Lan saw the expression she showed when she turned around, it was a frightened, scared, confused, numb look, this kind of sad and complicated emotions obviously should not appear in such an innocent child, she is not one of those hungry African refugees, she looks very healthy, and the white dress exposed under her long hair fluttering is not a cheap little skirt on the street stall, it is obviously a high-quality expensive fabric, and ordinary children will not wear such high-end clothes。

With great effort, when Li Lan desperately hypnotized himself in the process of "running ten laps around the forest park every day to exercise after returning home", Li Lan finally succeeded in grabbing this cute little furball, and then picked her up, looking very much like a trafficker who abducted and sold underage girls - if he showed a smile.

The girl's expression did not show panic, but was a little calm, but Li Lan could feel the trembling of her body, she was indeed afraid, but she did not show it. This is a little girl who always remains calm, which is not something anyone can do at this age.

"Who are you, and what is your name?" asked her.

"White Rabbit Candy. "The voice of the little furball is thin and soft, and it is very nice.

"White Rabbit Candy?" Li Lan thought to himself who had such a careless name for his child, and then he continued, "White Rabbit Candy...... Whose child are you?"

The little furball didn't answer him, and took out a paper-wrapped candy from the pocket of the white dress, it was really white rabbit candy, but the packaging was a white rabbit, yes, the kind of coarse snacks common in the countryside in China.

Li Lan automatically ignored the strangeness of this silver-haired little girl in a church in London, England, who was able to pull out a coarse snack from the Chinese countryside, and continued to ask, "What is your name?"

"White Rabbit Candy. Little Furball said seriously.

"Is it really called White Rabbit Candy?" Li Lan looked at her suspiciously, if he even believed this, then there would be no difference between him and Guldan.

Little Furball nodded, stuffed the candy into his mouth, and looked at him calmly.

"Okay. Li Lan admits that he does not have a high IQ, or he admits that he lost his combat effectiveness when he saw the child's clear and clean lovely eyes, bad, too cute, even the sadness in his heart because of the death of his grandfather began to dissipate and fade, Li Lan's reason is desperately pinching his neck and even slapping him at the moment, if he doesn't stop at this moment, he may be able to laugh out loud during the solemn funeral for a while, then he will definitely be killed, and it is Liszt's righteous killing of relatives on the spot.

He walked towards the door of the church with a small fur ball, and a large group of people who were inextricably linked to the Standing family were walking into the church with a sad face, including business elites in suits and leather shoes, dark wizards who had lived in seclusion for many years, explorers who traveled the world, people from all walks of life, and even people from the Holy See, there were many people who came to attend the funeral, and the scale was very large, and even made people feel that what was about to start here was not a sad and sad funeral, but a singer concert with a large number of fans, and there was about to have a phoenix legend singing in front of the portrait of his grandfather"The vast end of the world is my love", forcing grandpa to crawl out of the statue in the spirit of heaven and jump to bite people.

Li Lan, who was holding the little furball, was naturally very eye-catching, and the elders in several families who held authority saw this eldest young master who came back from Shanghai, hesitated for a moment and prepared to come over to say hello, after all, I haven't seen him for many years, how much I hated iron and steel back then, and now I miss more than I am angry, who knows that Li Lan walked over without looking at them, almost didn't make them so angry that their beards burned, and the hand that stretched out to pat their shoulders was embarrassed and stiffened in the air, and it was not to take it back, and it was not to take it back, they must have wanted to take out a grenade from the crotch of their pants and throw it in Li Lan's face at that moment。

"Auntie. Li Lan walked in front of a middle-aged lady who looked gentle and gentle with the little furball in her arms.

"Li Lan, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing in Shanghai, Jialan didn't give you ...... when she went" Li Lan's aunt is still the same, a woman who is always gentle and kind, but when she saw the little hairball in Li Lan's arms, her expression changed.

"She's ...... Whose children. Li Lan asked her.

"This ......" Aunt looked embarrassed, she looked at Li Lan's handsome face that was strange and familiar, somewhat similar to her brother, and gritted her teeth, "Wait until the funeral is over, and then ask, okay?"

"Okay. Li Lan didn't understand why he waited until the funeral was over to ask, but he finally held back, he knew that as long as he heard the answer, everything should be understood.

"And she...... What should I do?" he held the little furball, ruffled her long, silky silver hair, and asked, "What is this child's name?

"Her name is Rin. The aunt stretched out her hand, touched the little hairball's face lovingly, and said in a low voice, "You can take her first, and before the funeral is over, you will look at her first." ”

"Okay. Li Lan nodded.

Probably because there was a hope in his heart, the funeral that was originally full of sadness and pain suddenly became boring, Li Lan and Li Szt sat in the front row together, looking at the old man with a kind smile on the portrait, Li Lan suddenly wished that the damned funeral would end quickly. After this thought came out, Li Lan was startled, and quickly entered a state of guilt, he was ashamed of his own idea, looking at the doting smile on the old man's black and white photo, he felt that he was really a beast, if he even forgot his family affection, then he wouldn't have become the same person as his father, that kind of hard-hearted robot, no feelings, no joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows. He quietly turned his head and peeked at Liszt's vicissitudes of life, as expected, Liszt's face was sad or joyless, he was a dummy at all, but the degree of simulation was hundreds of times higher than that of an inflatable doll.

Don't be the kind of person you hate the most, never. He said to himself in his heart.

In the process of the funeral, the little furball Rin sat in Li Lan's arms the whole time, the first row of this funeral is only Li Szt and Li Lan can sit, the other vacant seats were originally for Li Yuan and Jialan, but now there is one more Rin, some guests who don't know about her looked at the silver-haired girl with hair longer than her body in surprise, and quietly guessed her origin, guessing and guessing is nothing more than "Liszt's illegitimate daughter" and "Liszt's own granddaughter" two camps, occasionally some people guess" Could she be the illegitimate daughter of Liszt's father's death?" and was quickly rejected in a low joking.

Fortunately, Rin was really quiet, she seemed to know what was going on, or felt the solemn and sad atmosphere in the air, just opened her eyes and looked at the old man on the portrait motionlessly, if it weren't for the body temperature and weight, Li Lan could hardly feel that she was in her arms, and Liszt on the side neither said anything to her to stay in the first row, nor explained her origin, he didn't even look at Li Lan and Rin. The air around him was suffocating and cold.

Probably an illusion, Li Lan felt that the girl in her arms exuded a strong sadness when she looked at the portrait of her grandfather, just like a cub of a beast saw the corpse of a mother beast, or a friend who had been with her for a long time suddenly took a train one day without saying goodbye.

Silver-haired Rin hugged his arm tightly, like a ship in a storm returning to the harbor, the warm feeling passed from the arm, Li Lan couldn't help but hug her tighter, that feeling, like a father holding his daughter, although he was amorous, he was not obscene, let alone Lolicon, when he held Rin, his heart was ethereal, and there was really an illusion of "she is my daughter".

After the funeral, Li Lan turned around, looked at Liszt's face that was also expressionless, but much more indifferent than Jialan's, and asked, "Dad, what is Rin's identity?"

When he asked this, the other guests in the church were talking quietly, and it was clear that no one was not curious.

"She's a shame on the family. Liszt dropped these words, turned around and walked out of the church, leaving Li Lan stunned in place.

After the foreign guests were almost gone, Li Lan stood in the church, hugging Rin, "Now, can you tell me where Rin came from?"

All the important figures of the Standing family are here at this moment, as if they have specially stayed to explain Rin's origin to the eldest young master, not only the aunt and uncle, but also several elders of the Standing family who are famous in the wizarding world, and some other family giants who are either related to each other or in important positions, they were silent for a while, and finally it was the aunt who spoke first.

"She's the illegitimate daughter of your grandfather. ”

"What?" Li Lan was stunned, this sentence was like a bomb exploding in his head, making him stunned for a long time, but his first thought was not "How is this possible?" but "Is grandpa's body so good?"

"Do you think, 'How is this possible?'" said my aunt in a heavy voice.

Li Lan admitted without hesitation: "I do think so. ”

"It's a fact. "If that's the case, it's not enough for your father to call her a family shame, and Rin is actually me and his sister, that is, yours...... Well, auntie, if you will call her that. ”

Li Lan looked down at the quiet little furball in her arms, and she couldn't connect her with her aunt.

"Her mother was a prostitute in Japan. The aunt said helplessly, "I don't know how my father managed to get a prostitute pregnant for ten months and give birth to him, but that's the case, and he secretly raised this child for seven years without telling his family." ”

"Prostitute?" Li Lan finally understood that Rin's mother's identity was the reason why she was called a family shame, otherwise even her father, who was like a stone, would not treat her own young sister indifferently like a stranger.

"And that's not all. The aunt looked at Rin's cute little face, "Rin was originally a dead baby, she was almost dead when she was born, and at the same time forced her mother to death due to difficult childbirth, when her father found her, Rin's mother had already given birth to her and died, looking at her mother's corpse, her father decided to revive the dead baby, so he used his original huge magic power and vigorous vitality like the starry sky, all of which were used to save Rin's life, which is the key to your grandfather's sudden death." ”

"This ......," Li Lan didn't know what to say.

"Originally, with your grandfather's strength, it was not impossible to live for hundreds of years, but in order to save a mortal baby, he gave almost everything, just as he spoiled you children in the first place. The power of the dark wizard is never meant to be saved, and after he rescued Rin, he only had a short life left, and it happened that you ran away from home soon after, leaving him exhausted, and he gradually lost his strength. Auntie's voice trembled, with a sadness like water that couldn't be concealed, "And the recent departure of Jialan and Li Yuan to Shanghai is the last straw that crushes him......"

The uncle patted his aunt on the shoulder and gave Li Lan an ugly smile.

Li Lan's gaze swept over the others, whether they were the elders or the others, and there was no other sound except for a long sigh.

He bowed his head.

Rin tilted her head.

In her eyes, he saw many misty, mist-like colors, like twinkling stars in the sky, and like sparkling shells on the beach, and the richest of them was the sadness that could not be dissolved. When Li Lan saw this piece of sadness, he suddenly reacted, she didn't know who the object of the funeral was, when she was staring at the black and white statue before, she understood, when she was chased by herself in the corridor, she also understood, she knew everything, she didn't say anything, because of fear.

"How is the family going to treat her?" Li Lan asked the most important question for her.

"This ......" The elders looked at each other, and finally gave the task to the aunt.

The aunt whispered: "My brother decided to send Rin away, he felt that Rin was a shame for the family, a shame that she must not stay at home, and he wanted to send her to a place where she could not be seen, so that she could ......"

"What does this mean?!" Li Lan didn't know where he suddenly came from, maybe he was such a person, in front of the indifferent and invincible Liszt, like a water dog with his tail between his legs, but in front of his gentle aunt, he pretended to be very temperamental, very rebellious, and very annoying, "Are you going to send Rin away like this?!What kind of bullshit decision is this?!"

He knew that if Liszt was here, he would definitely not dare to speak like this, but since his father was not there, then he was the king of the mountains without tigers and monkeys, and he was the eldest young master of the Stanting family, even if it was the elders who often scolded him, who would dare to really do what about him? In the whole family, only his father dared to do something to him, which could make him afraid, that's all.

He didn't know if he was a bully or not, but the love for Rin in his heart and the anger for his father all rolled together, turning into a tornado that pierced the celestial bodies, hula la can destroy everything.

"That's what the head of the house meant......," said one of the elders innocently.

"Enough! you guys!" Li Lan's angry gaze swept over everyone's faces, the people here are the most important people in the Standing family, and they are one of the cores of this behemoth, but in front of him, it is nothing, he is the eldest son of the family, and he is the future heir of the family, especially after Li Yuan abandoned the position of heir and fled to Shanghai to join him, not to mention that he has Jialan's unwavering support. He can pretend to be an uncle with everyone here to his heart's content, and even be angry arrogantly at will, who can do anything with him?

No one.

Even if he is a loser who ran away from home, even if he is the laughing stock of the wizarding world, even if he once made many elders hate iron and steel, but that was all when he was a child, just like many young people were firmly controlled by their parents during high school, like a good baby who said nothing, but after graduating from college, many people began to disobey their parents, and even moved out to live, commonly known as - hard wings.

Looking at their helpless faces, mixed with some silent faces, Li Lan's heart welled up with pleasure as if it was revenge. Although he didn't know what he was retaliating against, whether he was really angry about Rin's affairs.

Rin looked up at his flushed face worriedly, then reached out and tugged at his collar.

This subtle little action is like a basin of cold water that extinguishes the red charcoal fire.

Li Lan suddenly realized that he had lost his temper at some point, he was simply a clown who jumped off the beam, angry at people who shouldn't be angry, if he hadn't run away from home in the first place, his grandfather wouldn't have died so early, he was one of the culprits, why was he angry at other people? He should be angry at Liszt, but he didn't dare.

Li Lan took a deep breath and only said one word, but it made everyone's eyes widen.

"Rin, let me raise it. ”

"You ......" the aunt opened her mouth wide, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't look like she was in good shape.

"I'm a family disgrace. Li Lan grinned, "The shame of the two families is together, what are you afraid of?"

"But your father has decided to let her be disassociated with the family forever......" the aunt looked at him.

"He won't refuse my request. Li Lan said confidently, "He hated me and wanted me to roll as far away as possible, if I helped him take away a bag of so-called 'garbage' in his eyes, how could he refuse?"

He didn't know that when he said this, Liszt outside the church stood silently at the door, and the middle-aged man with a face full of traces of time took the lighter handed to him by the driver without saying a word, lit a cigarette, as if he was sighing something.

"Sir. The driver looked at Liszt worriedly, and he could hear the voices inside as well, he was afraid that the stein head of the house would rush in and punch his son to death.

"Let's go, go home. Liszt said lightly.

The driver opened his umbrella and held it above Liszt's head.

Silky raindrops pounded on the driver's black umbrella, on the eaves of the church, on the pitted stone steps, on the wet sycamore leaves, on the transparent windowpanes, and down the glass windows.

The rain was long, gentle, and gentle.

Knocking on everyone's hearts.