tenth person

"So...Merlin," Arthur began, "how did you find this place, usually no living people come into a zombie bar."

Merlin's eyes widened, and several thoughts ran through his mind in a flash, one: he called this zombie bar; two: the way he called his name made the scalp tingle, and the M syllables seemed to melt in the mouth. , as if the bow on the strings has drawn a full tone; three: it is difficult to decide whether his eyes, his accent or his canine teeth are more attractive.

"Hey!" the bartender—Gaius yelled at him, and Arthur laughed, "What! Look! All summer! These people every day all summer, every time I come, it's them, like a ghost house Like the soul in the movie, sitting in the same place every time, trust me," Arthur turned his head and lowered his voice to Merlin and Will as if to say a little secret, "every time, absolutely still."

Merlin smiled, Will looked around secretly, indeed a little lifeless, Gaius raised an eyebrow almost to the sky.

"Well, maybe they like it here, the beer is great and the atmosphere is nice, and I like it too." Merlin shrugged, the old bartender gave him a surprised look, and Will let out an exaggerated fuck.

"I don't know, maybe I like it here too, it's a mystery." Arthur raised his eyebrows and took a sip of his whiskey.

Jingle, the bell at the door rang again, the sound of high-heeled shoes came from far to near, the whole bar was suddenly activated, people sat up straight, and Will straightened his back unknowingly after turning his head, the first time since Arthur came in. Lift up your spirits.

"Morgana." The bartender greeted, a woman in a fuchsia skirt with long legs leaned forward and kissed the old man's face, "Good evening Gaius, oh, did you see my brother? A beauty with blond hair and blue eyes who is always five years old , muscular, goofy smile?"

"Funny, Morgana, very humorous." Arthur, sitting next to her, rolled his eyes.

The woman's skin was snow-white, her eyes were light-colored and translucent, and the thick black hair hanging over her shoulders reminded Merlin of the sirens in the mythology, and the water banshees would have such white muscles and black hair.

Morgana leaned over, smiling slyly as if she was about to slap her brother on the head or kiss him hard.But unexpectedly, she just shrugged, "Good evening."

Merlin looked at them curiously, and Morgana also looked over, "Newcomer? Gaius? You actually killed such a young and lovely boy to accompany you?"

Everyone laughed, it seemed that this "zombie theory" belonged to the siblings, Gaius rolled his eyes and turned to pour her wine.

They introduced themselves, and Merlin shook her hand.

"Good evening, ma'am." Due to the name of the bar, he couldn't help but want to go back to the past, Will also stood up and gave a crooked salute in an old-fashioned way, and he even thought of picking up Morgana's hand and holding it to his mouth He was kissing, but before meeting the girl, he retracted his hands without hesitation. The black-haired beauty smiled brightly: "A gentleman!" Turning to look at Arthur, her brother glanced at the southern hemisphere.

When the lady finally received her own tequila and sat down, the night seemed to finally kick off, and Merlin swore that if there was ever a new page to turn in his life, it would be on this night.