Take your fangs, thanks

It's finally here.

Josh stared at Rigoletto's hand touching the key to open the door, feeling a little dazed.

Along the way, Rigoletto kept apologizing to him, saying something that made people blush.Josh wondered if Rigoletto had saved all the words he didn't usually say after drinking. The key problem was that Rigoletto's words were still logical and well-organized.

Josh was tired of listening.

"...So in order to make up for the previous mistakes, I want you to live with me, Josh." Rigoletto said and pushed open the door.

Josh was stunned, his eyes widened and he looked at a wall in the corridor.

The whole wall is full of photos of one person.At various times, from childhood to adulthood, some fell, some played football, and there were some photos of him receiving awards.

It's like the kind of growth memory book that parents make for their children, and even filled in the blank spaces with some colorful stickers.In fact, it looks like that. It would be even better if the protagonist in the photo is not Josh himself!

"Rig!" Josh couldn't help shouting loudly, his ears turned red, "Don't you think you're a bit of a pervert!"

After listening to Rigoletto's explanation along the way, Josh has already roughly understood that his parents' actions back then were not only because of Rigoletto's harm to Josh, but also because of the pursuit of Josh's identity by a moonlight court.It was a helpless move, perhaps this was understood by Josh to a certain extent.He also knew that Rigoletto asked him to wait for him because he really intended to keep his promise. Rigoletto told him that the De Winter family was still waiting to pick him up after all these years.

But, but that can't post photos of the entire wall? !

Josh stared at Rigoletto viciously: "Are you looking for someone to secretly film me?"

"It's not a candid shot..." Josh knew when Annie took the picture, and it couldn't be considered a candid shot in this case.Rigoletto was just about to explain the definition of candid shots, when suddenly he finally realized something was wrong in his drunk head, he flashed to the front of the photo wall at the fastest speed in his life, and pulled down the curtain.

At such a fast speed, Josh could hardly see it clearly. In short, he saw Rigoletto standing in front of the wall with a blank expression, as if nothing had happened.

"Will you drink juice?" Rigoletto asked.

"Let the juice go to hell!" Josh gritted his teeth. From the perspective of those photos, he certainly remembered Anne's hobby of photography that suddenly appeared one day. "You guys are hiding it from me together. It's a big show!"

Rigoletto was mostly sober, and he regretted the invitation he made while drunk.Oh no, of course he would like Josh to come to his apartment, but it doesn't mean that he wants to act like a pervert in front of his brother, or that it still embarrasses him if this behavior is discovered.

He knew it wasn't normal, but he swore he just wanted to see his brother grow up too much.The teenager in the photo grew up little by little, which gave him the illusion that Josh was still by his side, and this feeling became stronger and stronger as time went by.So even if the Derwents hadn't cleared away all the obstacles that might threaten Josh's life, he still couldn't help coming to see him and get close to him. It's been too long, and it's been too long for him.

"I'm sorry, Josh!" Rigoletto's tone was flustered. He pulled Josh into the room and quickly closed the door to prevent him from rushing out. "I think you can listen to my explanation..."

"Explain what?!" Josh was furious, but he didn't seem to want to leave at all.He stood still, and for the first time scolded Rigoletto, who he had admired since he was a child: "So you would rather secretly take pictures of me than come and see me with your own eyes, Rigo, you bastard!"

It was also the first time that Rigoletto felt that his brain was not enough, so... Josh meant that he wasn't angry because he took a picture of him?

Seeing that Rigoletto remained silent, Josh became even angrier. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Rigoletto turn around and walk inside.

"...What are you going to do?" Josh followed behind him.

Rigoletto quickly took a bag of red liquid from the refrigerator, poured it into a glass, and handed it to Josh.

Josh was shocked: "I don't drink blood!" He forgot what he wanted to say just now, and he looked at Rigoletto suspiciously. Rigoletto was too abnormal tonight.

Rigoletto nodded, and told Josh very seriously: "I forgot, because I'm drunk now. I'll go buy you some juice, and you stay in the house." After speaking, Rigoletto was like a gust of wind Disappeared in front of Josh, leaving behind the sound of the door being locked.

Josh was dumbfounded. He could swear that Rigoletto was definitely awake. Look at how clear his logic is. He pretended to forget that he was a human being to prove that he was drunk and avoid the topic by the way.

Logic genius.

Josh wanted to beat him—if he could beat a vampire.Josh sat down on the sofa and began to think about why Riglito's skin thickened with age.

Rigoletto fled outside and was calmed down by the cold wind, and then he couldn't restrain the upturned corners of his mouth, and laughed.What to do, even if he was scolded by Josh, he still wants to add more photos to the photo wall, if one is not enough, just add another one, it doesn't matter if the house is full of stickers.

Rigoletto began to regret not being able to bring Josh home sooner, leaving him outside alone for so long was so hard.In fact, everyone in the Derwent family didn't mind growing up with Josh under their wings. Their greatest wish all along was to see this human being who was soft and white like a small dumpling grow up carefree.

In fact, without the interference of the Moonlight Court, Josh might have grown up like this, but the Moonlight Court... Obviously Josh has attracted their attention, and this is a very dangerous thing for a human being.

Rigoletto originally planned to stay with Josh secretly for a while—for some reason, he hid Josh's whereabouts from home, but now William's appearance rang the alarm for him. .

Thinking of this, Rigoletto's complexion sank again. He rubbed his phone for a while, then started typing on it, pressed his thumb, and the message was sent successfully.

The mobile phone is really the greatest invention of this century. Whether it is a human or a vampire, it should be said that the world is so big that all creatures that can use a mobile phone will love it.

Because the speed at which it delivered the message was so fast, Rigoletto received the call almost within ten seconds after the message was successfully sent.

"Rig! Have you met Josh?!" Arman's voice came from the other end, and Rigoletto always felt that Arman hadn't improved much over the years, because he was still similar to the stupid bear as always.

"Yeah." Rigoletto replied, "He's at my house now."

"?!" Alman fell into shock on the other end of the phone. Just when the parents of Derwent were still fighting for the seat of the elders of the Moonlight Court, this was the most dangerous and tense moment. They didn't plan to bring Josh back at this time , and at this moment Riglito suddenly told him that Josh had been taken away by him?

Arman really didn't understand: "Rig, do you know what time it is?"

"Yeah." Rigoletto responded coldly, and dropped another shocking news, "William, William Dewar has also come to our school."

Alman was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, obviously he didn't know what to do: "Why don't you tell your parents directly?"

Riglito sighed: "Because Josh is not ready to go home."

"...Then is there any use for you to tell me?!" Arman was driven mad by Rigoletto.

"It's nothing, until he's ready, I'll keep him safe at school." Rigoletto thought for a while and admitted, "I'm telling you, just to tell you, I'm enjoying a lovely Brother, hang up." After speaking, Rigoletto happily put the phone in his pocket, and walked into the convenience store to pick up juice.

Arman, who was on the other end of the phone, was staring at the phone in a daze.

Rigoletto finally picked out freshly squeezed strawberry juice. After thinking about it, he took a few barrels of bottles and put them in the shopping cart.When the checkout waitress saw Rigoletto leaving with buckets of strawberry juice in one hand, the sleepiness of the night shift disappeared. She rubbed her eyes in a daze, wondering if she had read it wrong.

Opening the door, Rigoletto was greeted by a sofa cushion.

Rigoletto put the strawberry juice on the ground, picked up the cushion, patted the dust, and walked towards Josh.

When Josh threw it, he got on his head for a moment, and he would be a little frightened. He took two steps back and asked tremblingly, "You, what do you want to do?"

Rigoletto put the sofa cushion back on the sofa neatly, and said, "Calm down?"

"Yeah." Josh didn't hear it clearly, and nodded in response.He was afraid that Rigoletto hadn't fully sobered up, he could already vaguely see the fangs in Rigoletto's mouth!

Although it's nothing to be bitten, it still hurts. He suggested that a new kind of saliva, which has anesthetic effect like a mosquito, should be added to the vampire's physiological function.It may be a bit disgusting to say this, but if there is such a function, Josh doesn't mind Rigoletto licking himself before biting himself, so at least it doesn't hurt... Bah, who wants to give him a bite!

Josh felt that he might have gotten drunk from the smell of wine in the bar, after all, he wasn't very sober now.

Riglito didn't know what Josh was thinking, so he had to stuff the strawberry juice into Josh's hand.

A few minutes later, the two sat on both ends of the sofa, holding cups in both hands and drinking from each other.The TV in front was on, and I don't know what talk show was on. When the host said something funny, the audience below burst into laughter, which made the room even more quiet.

"Uh, Josh, that William today, stay away from him." Rigoletto said bluntly, telling Josh to stay away from someone else.

"Who is he?" Josh vaguely knew something was wrong.

"People from the Dewar family, you remember him, he stopped us on our way home from summer camp."