[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

In the room full of sunlight, Vesta looked at the poppies outside the window.An iron chain was wrapped around his porcelain-white wrists and ankles, cushioned so as not to chafe him.The gentle face was full of sorrow, and a pair of clear and watery blue eyes were also stained with sorrow, which made Willis' heart stab when he came in, although the blood race had no heartbeat or consciousness.

"Star, do you want something to eat? I brought your favorite dessert." Willis approached him cautiously, his tone was very light, as if he would break something.

The god in white looked at him with begging eyes, and said in a sad tone, "Willis, let me go back, my people can't live without me."

Willis' eyelashes trembled, and his unconscious heart was covered with scars, dripping blood from scratches.The tone is full of pleading and subtle expectations: "What about me?" I am nothing to you.

Vesta paused slightly, and let out a long sigh: "Willis, you have grown up."

"Oh, yes... I have grown up and have the ability to protect myself. But your people don't, so you have to protect them... right?"

Willis walked over, and the sun shone on him, making him frown uncomfortably.

He hates the light, but falls in love with a person who should stand under the light by nature.

He wanted to touch the face of his god, but finally put it down, and slammed his fist on the wall, his eyes were red and bleeding: "I also need protection, why can't you look at me?"

"Human beings are fragile. Since they are in my territory, I have to protect them and be a qualified god, right? Willis, you have the ability to protect yourself, and you don't need me anymore."

Vesta is a bit complicated. This child was rescued by him accidentally, and he kept it by his side afterwards.But he didn't expect that he was a blood race, nor did he expect to imprison himself.

Willis showed an almost bloodthirsty smile: "You can't save them."

Vesta's face changed, and he had a bad feeling: "What did you do?"

"Of course, some nasty creatures are released, for example, they can suck blood and kill them, so that you will only be left with me and not be distracted by other things!"

Willis pinched his chin uncontrollably and kissed him directly. The smell of blood spread in the mouths of the two, making him unable to resist showing his fangs and biting the god's neck.

"Hiss..." Vesta tilted her head slightly, feeling the feeling of blood being sucked away, but she didn't struggle.With a pale face, he said in a gentle voice, "Willis, let them go, they are innocent."

Willis looked at the two blood holes bitten out by himself on the porcelain-white neck, stained with his own marks, licked with some panic and distress, but also secretly satisfied.After hearing what he said, she raised her red eyes to look at him, her tone trembling slightly: "Vesta, I think you are more like a blood race than me."

As if he had no heart, he refused to give him the slightest place, but he was filled by a group of insignificant people.

He put the dessert in his arms on the table not far away, said nothing, and locked the door again with the low pressure all over his body.

Vesta watched his figure disappear and sighed, her blue eyes were complicated, and she stared at the poppies outside the window again.

The flower language of poppies is hope.The love of death symbolizes the longing for redemption.Willis picked one off and crushed it in the palm of his hand: "Salvation?"

Unfortunately, his god has long since abandoned him.

Chu Yixi basked in the sun on the way back from Willis, and returned to her castle feeling warm.Before landing, he saw the oriental boy stealing the fruit in the orchard in his backyard.He quietly landed on the branch and hung there, watching Shixia pruning the dead branches one by one.One "accidentally" cut off a bunch of cherries and stuffed them into his mouth, and the other "accidentally" cut off an apple, which clicked in his mouth.

Chu Yixi: "..."

He squinted his small ruby-like eyes, a little surprised that the young man adapted so quickly, he even dared to steal his food.But I have to say that even if the black-haired boy steals food, it is still a bit pleasing to the eye.

The black cat was pulling Shixia's pants, looking at the apple in his hand with eagerness in the cat's eyes: "Meow~"

Shixia glanced at it, picked it up and threw it on the tree.Ling Qi exploded, holding the tree trunk with two front paws and refusing to let go, just like a wombat: [Ahhh!I am afraid of heights! 】

Shi Xia leaned against the tree and yawned, which happened to be the tree Chu Yixi was hanging from.He didn't mean to help Zero Seven at all.

Zero Seven watched his unscrupulous host close his eyes with a face of satisfaction, while he shivered while hugging the tree trunk.