Heartthrob: The vampire princess doesn't want to be a stand-in

At the same moment, she suddenly remembered that during her time in Rose Castle, she often heard Vincent's whispers in his nightmares.

He said.

"Don't cry, Liz. Hugging you once was my salvation."

She thought she now understood why Vincent found it so hard to forget Lilith.

She is frank and bright, and most people only see her divine beauty, but ignore the fact that she has a strong and stable inner core and endless vitality.

With her beauty, she looks like a little sun that is always burning, dazzling and bright. Everyone wants to get close to her to absorb some warmth.

Vincent, who had been completely immersed in the shadows for the first half of his life and was unwilling to trust anyone again, needed a warm person like Lilith to follow him firmly, choose him, and not push him away no matter what.

This also destined Lilith and Vincent to meet, and destined Vincent to be attracted by Lilith's temperament, wanting to get closer but not daring to.

He tested her love again and again to see if it was real or not, and stirred up troubles again and again, saying that it was for revenge, but in fact he knew very well in his heart that he also wanted to use this method to test Lilith's determination to him, to test whether she would not be pushed away no matter what.

Even though she was such a dark and terrifying person, Lilith was unwilling to give up on him.

However, Lilith did not let him down. Time and time again, even though she was scarred and bleeding inside, she used practical actions to prove all of Vincent's suspicions, fears and anxieties and embraced his vulnerability.

But such a development also doomed the two of them to not have a good ending.

Evelin didn’t say anything, but she silently lamented in her heart that God didn’t care about her.

Let this pair of lovers who depend on each other for redemption meet but cannot know each other, take back Lilith's life, and exile Vincent for the rest of his life to commemorate her.

Everything is fate, it is too cruel and too regrettable.

No wonder she couldn't help but shed tears when she first met... oh no, when she met Vincent again.

Those were the tears of Lilith in her body.

He is the lover that Lilith has been following all her life and for whom she has been crazy and devoted her life.

It was she who floated up and down, wandering aimlessly in the world, watching him being exiled by God for the rest of his life, imprisoned in a circle he had built for himself, and trapped in the memory of him once holding her hand for the rest of his life.

It was her beloved who was reborn one day, crossing the torrent of time and the boundary of life and death, and finally could look at each other again.

She could never fully immerse herself in Lilith's feelings for Vincent, even if she recalled all the memories of her past life.

After all, she is Lilith, and she is not Lilith.

Only the real Lilith, the Lilith in troubled times, the Lilith who loves Vincent, is Vincent's salvation.

"It's time for me to go back."

Evelin came back to her senses and suddenly realized that she didn’t know how long she had been in this empty space.

"It's really time to go back."

Lilith also nodded softly, and as she finished speaking, Evelin's body gradually began to float.

"Evelyn, be yourself and don't be bound by past memories."

"Love the one in your heart."

Lilith hesitated to speak, and finally only left this sentence.

“Appreciate everything you have now.”

Evelin opened her eyes, the fish-white light from the window reflected in her pupils, and Lilith’s last few words lingered in her ears for a long time.

Thinking of Lilith's pitiful and broken feeling, her heart ached for no reason.

When he lowered his eyes to look at Garland's sleeping face, his nose felt sour and warm mist filled his eyes.

Lilith was unwilling to give up Vincent even in such a predicament, so why would she not dare to face Garland again just because of a little crisis of trust?

As long as we are still by each other's side and can still meet, nothing else matters.

Garland's eyelashes fluttered as he opened his eyes, and his bloodshot pupils reflected Evelyn's tearful eyes.

He woke up instantly, touched her face and wiped it gently, somewhat at a loss.

"What's wrong? Are you too tired or having a nightmare?"

"Don't cry, your brother is here."

Garland's voice was too gentle, like a slowly flowing stream, caressing Evelyn's aching heart again and again.

"fine."

Evelin wiped the tears from her face, and a smile gently bloomed on her face as her eyes moved.

In an instant, the light of morning light spread out of the glass window behind her, coating her entire body with a layer of dazzling luster.

Garland was stunned and his heart skipped a beat. He felt that this scene and this smile were both strange and familiar.

"Ken smiled at his brother?"

Garland put aside the unfamiliar images in his mind and chuckled, stroking Evelin's delicate cheek with his slender fingers and whispering.

"No..."

Evelin was stunned for a moment, then turned her head away somewhat embarrassedly.

"Brother still likes to see Yi Yi smile."

Garland didn't care about Evelyn's hypocrisy. He grabbed her head with his backhand and brought her into his arms.

Evelyn struggled uncomfortably, trying to push Garland away.

Unexpectedly, Garland whispered softly in her ear.

"Don't push me away."

Evelyn's struggling hands slowly dropped after she heard Garland's pleading voice.

Then she sighed, as if she had let go of something, and gently put her small hands around Garland's waist, responding to his request.

Garland's body froze and his Adam's apple rolled. The uncertainty, helplessness and red corners of his eyes told of the joy of regaining what he had lost.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the love he had been suppressing could no longer be hidden, and he hugged her waist even tighter.

"Are you still mad at your brother?"

Garland's Adam's apple rolled up and down as he spoke softly.

And Evelin didn't answer, she just leaned on his shoulder, inhaling the familiar scent.

"I really didn't help Huo Wanqing anymore, nor did I care about any news about her."

“Evelyn, can’t you really trust me just once?”

Garland's throat choked, and his rising and falling chest allowed Evelyn to feel the emotions he was trying hard to suppress.

Even so, sadness still slowly ripples out from his eyes, and his inner struggle and entanglement are truly reflected in every movement and expression.

"It's passed."

"From now on... don't mention her, okay?"

Evelin was silent for a long time before she spoke, as if the tangled barriers in her heart could not withstand the truest thoughts in her heart.

"it is good."

Time passed by minute by minute, and Garland's muffled response buried in Evelin's shoulder reached her ears.

His sobbing seemed particularly lonely and helpless in the lonely room.