[Xunsi] Light and Darkness and Blood

The thick dust on the table is gone, the boy with short silver hair is wearing a [-]th century aristocratic dress, which makes the opponent's figure more slender and upright, and the hat on his hair even adds a touch of playfulness to the boy. The faint smile hanging on his lips looks like a gentleman without losing the youthful look of this age.But at this moment, the boy's slender fingertips slid across the corner of the table, causing a wave of dust to dance wildly.

"I wish I could share with you the love I've encountered, my best friend."

A few scraps of yellowed paper as thin as cicada's wings were arranged carefully to form a seemingly thick book shape. The font on the first page was clean and neat, and even the foot of the end of the word had a vague feeling of rising. It seems that The other party was very emotional when he wrote what he called 'love'.

"Although initially I was really excited about the rare blood that made me feel strangely ****, but believe me! My best friend. Met her in the long and hopeless and even decadent period, it is really It's like seeing an elf lost in the world... After removing the blood, it still attracts my attention everywhere from every strand of hair. Her expression, movement, and even just a simple look in the eyes have become the world's The most dazzling and beautiful thing, and this kind of emotion that seems to make your own blood flow out, it seems to revive the heartbeat, I think that besides the feeling that can make any living thing boil again, it must be love. !

So far, please don't laugh at me, my dear friend.I don’t know you have known each other for thousands of years. As one of the oldest vampire sects, I have wasted thousands of years wasting time. During this long period of time, I very much agreed with your sentence of life and death. This sentence is equivalent to us creatures, but... until I met her, I realized that life and death are not equivalent to us (at least me), because death cannot make me understand To the beauty of this prosperous yet vulgar world..."

Every word between the lines, every description and every memory of Fang seems to have special feelings, even the seemingly calm young man can't help being moved... Unfortunately, it's only a little bit worse.Those dark red eyes flickered slightly, and in just a few microseconds, the boy closed the 'diary' that was simply used to commemorate his love.

Looking around, he just came to a party that was 500 years late... It's been 500 years since he fell into a deep sleep.During this period, this close friend whom he was a little sure about the relationship kept sending letters to the place where he "lived" until he read the last letter, which was three years ago, which invited him to attend the A full moon gift for his soon to be born child.

In the days that followed, his best friend never sent a letter again, which made the young man feel a little uneasy, so he came to the place where the other party lived.

The room was in a mess, only a very small amount of blood had clotted on the ground or the wall, and a wall in the room was even severely damaged to the point where a room inside collapsed. Even the position where the boy was standing now was roughly It just happened to be lucky to be preserved.

As an ancestor who lived for thousands of years, he died in this ordinary house without even leaving blood and bones, and the person who killed the boy's best friend must be another ancestor.

Walking inside, a pair of specially made coffins for two persons had already been pressed under the eaves. Although the blood inside had already solidified and the smell was about to disappear, the boy still noticed it.

With a wave of his hand, the collapsed object that was pressed on the coffin was easily swept out. There was a pool of blood and even some dried up internal organs in the hall. There were no special silverware items.On the inside of the double coffin is a small coffin opening, like... a cradle for a child.And this small coffin has already been cracked open, and the children's toys are scattered outside, stained with a thick layer of ash.

Turning his head, the boy raised his head with a smile and looked beyond the wall.

Except for this small villa that was almost destroyed, the outside scenery is rare and comfortable.From the air, you can faintly smell the fragrance of flowers. When you go out, you will see the natural scenery. There is no shortage of mountains, rivers, trees and flowers. It is the best place to live in seclusion.

The boy walked out of the room, snapped his fingers, and the house was covered by red dazzling fire.

Being an ancestor but killing another ancestor... Generally speaking, young people are not willing to go into this muddy water, but after all, he is not really a cold-blooded animal.

"Let me accept your hatred." The young man lowered the brim of his hat, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "My dear friend who passed away."

The sudden strong wind blew by without warning, and the burned "diary" with strong emotions seemed unwilling to be lonely here, and was blown out of the house.

"I would like to share with you the love I have encountered"

At the last second, the young man looked at the font as if it was extremely unwilling to float past his eyes, but it finally turned into smoke and dust and merged into the world, leaving no trace of its existence.

After a moment of surprise, the boy finally chuckled, even your words are so unwilling to be left alone in the world.

Killing the ancestor but not destroying the last evidence, the other party is either extremely traumatized or has no time to destroy everything here... Or, does it simply disdain to do things like destroying corpses and destroying traces?But no matter what the ancestor thought, the young man still remembered the abnormal smell of blood, the smell of the fourth person... maybe there was a...the smell of the fifth person.

However, what the young man doesn't know is that since he made this decision, he is destined to meet that person...the so-called 'love' as described in the diary of his best friend who has passed away:

"Except for the blood, she still attracts my attention everywhere from every strand of hair. Her expression, movement, and even just a simple look in her eyes have become the most dazzling and beautiful things in the world, and this kind of as if The emotion that makes my own blood rush out, it seems to revive the heartbeat..."