Bloodline chain

Claire had another nightmare. In the dream, he was caught by a group of crazy people, nailed to a cross, and exposed to the sun. He saw himself wailing and crying incessantly.The sun hit his skin, burning blood holes one after another.Smoke began to rise from his body, his blond hair began to fall out, and his large blue eyes melted into pools of foul blood that dripped from their hollow sockets.

White smoke rose all over his body, and after the smoke cleared, he turned into a white bone. He felt very painful, and the boundless despair and sadness flooded him like a tide, and he could no longer breathe.

He saw his parents, he saw his friends, they cheered in the crowd, no one asked his decision.They smiled at him with such pure smiles, and they said happily: "Thank you, Claire, thank you for saving everyone."

But I was not happy, they ground my skeleton to powder, each of them swallowed it, and they thanked God that they survived the plague.But God didn't do anything, I hated them, I hated them to death, so they died too, died of cannibalism, but I was not happy, it hurts, it hurts...

Claire woke up slowly, with indelible sadness in her eyes.He has had this dream many times. He rubbed his cheek against the soft quilt and lowered his eyes, but it still hurts, but it's just a heartache.

"You're awake." The girl got up from the wooden chair and walked over to Claire. She held a copy of "History of the Bloodline" in her left hand.Memory told Claire that he should not know this kind of writing, but he just did.

On the right hand of the girl is wearing a doll that looks similar to the girl.The doll's hand moved: "Can you give me some hair?"

Claire sat up and pulled out a few hairs and handed them to her.

The girl is obviously very happy, but her expression has not changed, it is still faint.

She said: "Thank you for not rejecting Keli. Thank you for not looking at Keli with strange eyes." He just ran out like this, with the golden mid-length hair similar to the sun flicking an arc.

She is playing two people, one is a girl and the other is a doll named Keli.

After that, a young girl came in, with light purple hair draped over her shoulders, a strand of hair that was too long was braided, and a circle of white fluff was pinned at the root of her hair.The young girl's face could be considered delicate at best, not even as delicate as the girl Keli just now.But the amethyst-like eyes are brighter than the moonlight, appearing delicate and lovely.

She said: "Clinette just left too fast and forgot to tell you that your head was badly injured and you might forget something. Are you okay now?"

Claire thought about it, but it seemed that she really couldn't think of many things. "It doesn't seem to work, it seems that I... hate or fear... the sun?"

The girl smiled, and the lights in the room instantly lit up.Claire broke out in a cold sweat, and when Claire got used to it, she opened the curtains a little more.The sun came in, and goosebumps jumped out of the skin. Claire really felt that she thought this demon was very gentle and cute, and she was really confused by the appearance.

"However, you can adapt slowly. Are you really like the first step a vampire needs to take from a cub to an adult?" She smiled confidently.

Sunshine didn't seem so far away, at least he saw a boy.He has a bright smile on his face that Claire never had, and he keeps running under the sun and under the shadow of trees.He was chasing a rabbit. Suddenly, he stopped and looked back as if sensing something.

Qiao Siwen saw the most unforgettable smile in his life.He is not brilliant, nor warm, nor does he make people feel like a spring breeze. It is just a simple, fragile and even naive smile, but it is as clean and pure as a smile, that's all.

Claire once had such a dream. In the dream, there was a little child with blond soft short hair, white and rosy healthy skin, and moist blue eyes, which almost made the whole face light up. This kind of ambiguous gender.

The child looked at something seriously, like a little adult.Suddenly, the wind blew up the paper, and he opened his blue eyes in astonishment, trying to chase after it.He kept chasing and scratching, and the thorns pierced his skin, turning him into a bloody man.The stream washed away all traces of her body, and it was about to catch it, but it flew into the flames. He stood there blankly, with a sad face that did not match his age, and the paper was burned to ashes.

Seeing that he was about to catch it, it flew into the flames. He jumped in desperately and found it. A clean and pure smile appeared on his face, but he didn't realize that he would be burned to ashes together with the paper, at least No regrets will be left, and even he has obtained psychological satisfaction, which is eternity.