"Brother Caesar, why are you called Caesar?" A little girl asked curiously.

"Because Caesar is a very powerful emperor, I will become a person like Caesar in the future." Caesar replied.

"Then why are you called Odin again?" Another girl's voice rang out.

"Because Odin is a very powerful god, holding thunder and lightning in his hand, he can punish bad people!"

"Can that defeat Aunt Potts? She's so bad! Hit me today! A little boy said fiercely.

"Of course, Odin is the most powerful god, and he will definitely be able to defeat Aunt Potts!"

"That one is to be called Odin, too! I'm going to defeat the bad guys too! The little boy shouted excitedly.

"Good! When we grow up, we will definitely become very powerful people! ”

"And when are we going to grow up?" The little girl asked hesitantly.

"Soon, when the maple leaves in the yard are falling ten times, we will grow up!"

"Hmmm! When we grow up, let's go and defeat Aunt Potts! ”

The small room resounded with the joyful laughter of the children, and as the field of view increased, four small children could be seen huddled into a bed, wearing shabby clothes, covered with four thin blankets, and in order to resist the cold, several little ones could be seen hugging very tightly, the girl inside, and the boy outside. On one side of the room, a small window broke a fist-sized hole, and a whirring cold wind came out of the hole.

Caesar was awakened by the cold wind, he rubbed his face in confusion to sober himself up, and then looked at the wind-blown window, and the few rays of moonlight that were scattered on the ground through the window, and wanted to recall the dream he had just had, but he couldn't remember it clearly, and even the voices of several children were gradually blurred in his head.

A gust of cold wind hit, Caesar shivered, and hurriedly wrapped the quilt that he disliked before, and the residual warmth in the quilt made Caesar feel comfortable. It's obviously unrealistic to say that this cold can hurt a half-blood, but not being able to hurt doesn't mean Caesar is comfortable. It's like you can't do any harm if you raise an arm, but you certainly won't be idle and don't do anything.

Caesar lay on his side on the bed wrapped in a quilt, stunned as he looked at the moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and couldn't help but recall his past in his mind.

This is a very bad story, an orphan from a welfare home with perseverance and hard work to be admitted to the most famous local school, and every semester to get a scholarship just to be able to give his younger siblings more food, and finally the orphan with perseverance and determination finally swept away so his peers, at a young age, he became a doctor of history, and stayed at his alma mater to teach.

And his younger brothers and sisters are also constantly leaving him in the process of his death. Some were adopted, and some had their own way to live and went to other cities.

Time is the best water of forgetfulness, when I was a child, those who accompanied me in the trivialities of reality are nothing at all, the little ones who are going their separate ways are too busy to raise their heads, and the youngest one is now losing his hair for the New York University exam. The eldest one has already got married and is now bringing a baby.

Caesar never regretted that he loved those children, even if every time he went to visit the bad Aunt Potts in the welfare home, he was ridiculed for raising a pack of white-eyed wolves. He knew that he might be better off if he didn't care about those children, but that was not what he was after.

People will eventually be trapped all their lives for the people/things that they could not get when they were young. Caesar, who was poor since childhood, never knew the happiness of the world, so much so that when he grew up, he was desperate for happiness. Seeing what she likes, she tries her best to get it, and the girl she likes does not hesitate to be cheated and deceived, never denying her desires, as long as she wants to get it. This is also the reason why he has such a high income but always can't make ends meet, and Caesar often scatters his wealth for his own whimsical thoughts.

It may have been a disease, but Caesar was not willing to cure him.

Thinking about it, Caesar slowly closed his eyes, and drowsiness finally prevailed, and he fell asleep.

At this time in Caesar's house

Elizabeth, who was like the Sleeping Beauty, slowly opened her eyes, and she remembered that she had fallen asleep holding the red glass piece Caesar had given her. Elizabeth stretched out her hand from the quilt and looked at the red glass in her palm, it can't be called a glass piece now, it looks more like glass, a little darker than the previous color.

Elizabeth felt her physical condition, put her palms on her chest, felt the surging heartbeat, pulled down a strand of hair, and looked at the ruddy and shiny hair, she knew that she had recovered.

This can't help but make her more curious about Caesar's identity, knowing that curing her is no less difficult than bringing back to life a person with organ failure. She originally thought that Caesar was just a handsome guy who was very serious, and then two years ago Caesar proved that he couldn't help but work hard, and he was still a genius, and now he has the power to bring people back to life, and can even pinch two vampires who are purer than herself with his bare hands. These are Caesars, Elizabeth is sure that this is not Caesar's true face, maybe she used to look down on Caesar, but now Elizabeth has sunk for this man who is full of secrets.

She lifted the quilt, opened the heavy blue curtains, stretched out in the bright sunlight, and her beautiful curves were suddenly exposed to the sun, and Elizabeth did not wear clothes before going to bed to seduce Caesar.

Yes~~~~

With a coquettish moan, Elizabeth shook her arms and legs, twisted her neck again, and suddenly crackled her bones. After sleeping for a day and a night, the bones have already been stiffened and won, and it is strange that it does not sound at this time.

She turned to look at the shadow she cast on the ground, straightened her chest and crossed her ass and made a seductive pose, looked at it stunned for a moment, then patted her chest angrily, gritted her teeth and said, "Isn't this tempting enough?" It's much stronger than those small frames outside! Why don't you come and have fun! ”

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, Elizabeth sniffed like a dog, and said with a strange expression: "What is burning?" ”

Then she pinched her waist with one hand, raised it high with the other, and twisted her body, "It turned out that I burned it!" ”

After getting nervous, Elizabeth ran to find something to eat, this is a very real problem, if you sleep for a day and a night, it must be 24 hours without eating, this must not be hungry. So she went looking for something to eat as soon as possible.

As for not being able to eat some greasy things after a serious illness, Elizabeth is only 30 years old, and she is still a baby for some vampires.