The protagonist has rejected your message and farted on you

The wind and snow blew in together. Julian squinted his eyes and looked at the door. He saw two vague figures, both of whom were wearing black cloaks. One was taller and the other was shorter. He stepped in, lifted the hood with his left hand, revealing a handsome face, light green eyes with a smile, and the scar that split his face clearly showed the identity of the visitor.

Yang Ze stood up from the sofa, with a smile on his face, while sneaking his head to look at the other person who was following behind: "...Mr. Fanzhuo?"

Julian immediately stood up and greeted: "Mr. Vatican."

Lance strode forward and gave Yang Ze a hug: "Hi, long time no see, little Abbott" and turned to Julian with a smile, "And you, little Abbott."

Julian: "...you can call me Julian."

"Little Abbott is cuter, my dear." Lance blinked and rejected the proposal. When he turned back, he caught Yang Ze's eyes looking behind him, "What are you looking at?"

Yang Ze bit the bullet and said, "Is it Chad (Wang Er), Mr. Fan Zhuo?"

Lance looked at him with a half-smile: "You have such a good relationship with him, it makes me a little jealous."

Yang Ze was terrified.

Who are you jealous of?Jealous of me or jealous of him?We are just comrades-in-arms of the revolution and there is nothing improper about it!I send four!Lance Papa!

"It's okay, it's just that they lived together for a while after all." Yang Ze explained cautiously.Lance watched his expression until Yang Ze suddenly laughed when his back was cold, and hugged Yang Ze's shoulder affectionately: "What are you afraid of, I won't hurt you, cutie."

Yang Ze is cute and laughs dryly.

Lance hooked his fingers, and the hood of the man behind him also fell off, revealing a face that was so delicate that one could feel it was very white, with emerald eyes blinking.

It really was Wang Er.

Yang Ze winked and greeted Wang Er behind Lance's back.

Wang Er didn't understand what Yang Ze meant, and returned a disgusted expression.

Lance guessed that the two of them knew each other and wanted to chat, so he put his shoulders on Yang Ze's shoulders, looked at them with a blank face, and refused to let them talk, which made Yang Ze and Wang Er very embarrassed.

What's going on, they can't communicate with brain waves, and everyone can't shine even if they are doing nothing.

"No hello?" Lance asked, eyes half-closed, looking at Wang Er.

Wang Er was a little unhappy to be stared at like this, and said with a flick of his mouth, "None of your business."

Yang Ze was terrified.

I haven't seen him for a year or two, everything has changed, only the big brother is the same tiger as before.

But Lance seemed to be used to it, and he let go of the hand on Yang Ze's shoulder with a chuckle, and changed it to grab Julian's little hand: "Little Abbott, chat with me, let them catch up on the old days."

Yang Ze looked at Lance flattered, Wang Er had already limped over.

Yang Ze shifted his gaze to Wang Er's lap, and subconsciously helped him up. Wang Er had already said, "Mr. Abbott, let's find a room..."

Yang Ze understood in seconds that some words were difficult to say in front of this group of characters, so he grabbed Wang Er's hand and teleported to the system's room, and asked the system to guard the door and open the shield.

Wang Er looked at the system that went out honestly with a strange expression: "Brother Yang, why does your system... always feel different from mine."

Yang Ze thought for a while: "It should be that you haven't upgraded yet. Let's not talk about this, what's wrong with your leg?"

"Wait, Brother Yang, don't you have a fire to keep warm?" Wang Er sneezed, "Aren't you vampires cold? Why is everything so gloomy?"

Yang Ze waved his hand in distaste, grabbed all the candles on the wall and the table, lit them one by one, and surrounded Wang Er, as if Wang Er was about to ascend to heaven.

Wang Erle laughed.

"So what happened to the leg?"

"That pervert beat me." Wang Er patted the bed in outrage, "Brother Yang! Do you know what life I've lived in the past! He always thinks that I can remember things from my previous life with this body! But can I! I No way! He thinks I'm lying to him! With a squeak, my ankle is crushed!"

Yang Ze: "...I still pinched it."

Wang Er nodded: "Without Brother Yang's help, this leg would not grow well even if he grew it by himself. He still said nervously all day long, 'Chad, I'm not patient enough.'

"I explained to him that he didn't believe me, what can I do, I'm also very desperate!...until..."

Wang Er's breathing became heavy, as if he remembered something that excited him: "I found that I would go to another place in my sleep."

Yang Ze didn't understand: "Another place?"

"I'm not Chad Jones. When I woke up in the dream, it was a rainy night at first, with injuries all over my body, and it was dark around me. There was only one road in front of me, and I could only walk along it. Then a bungalow appeared , I felt like I was about to belch, so I crawled to knock on the door, and I fainted before I could wait for anyone—" Wang Er said here, with a sarcastic smile on his face, "When I dream again next time, I will Saw that pervert."

Yang Ze vaguely thought of something, and his face was silent for a while: "You mean you are back..."

Wang Er nodded firmly: "In the past, that perverted face didn't have that scar."

Yang Ze was dumbfounded.

Why is Wang Er's mission so complicated and dramatic, and he travels back and forth in his dream to return to his previous life, which makes him seem so naive and mentally handicapped in his first world.

"Both worlds are you?"

Wang Er laughed: "It's all me, and everything can be changed."

The room fell silent, Yang Ze recalled what Lance said when he abused Wang Er, and asked with a complicated expression: "Then how did you do it?"

Reasonably speaking, if this is controllable, then the future can also be changed. Lance may not have that scar on his face, and Lance and Wang Er will not be enemies, but lifelong lovers like Hino and Ian Identity, shit, Wang Er’s good days are coming——

"I killed him." Wang Er said with a smile.

Ze Yang: "..."

Yang Ze felt that he heard it wrong: "Huh?"

Wang Er was grinning, with a bloody light in his eyes: "Brother Yang, let's be serious. He tortured me before, and you know what kind of life I live. I didn't do anything because I couldn't beat him. , I can't do anything about my strength. But in my dream, he was like a little white flower, and he called me good, and he believed me after I said a few soft words-what a chance for revenge. "

"Didn't he say that the scar on his face was given by me in my previous life? I'm not polite anymore."

【Heavy rain, gloomy old house, a young man holds a dagger in his hand, traps the innocent vampire in place with silver spikes, and smiles brighter than the sun: "Karma reincarnation, retribution is not good, dead pervert."】

Yang Ze shuddered, and finally believed that Wang Er's original work was not very visible. It was vicious and vicious with his head pinned to his waist all the year round. It was a dirty heart and a dirty body. Faith, a vicious dog that bullies tigers.

Yang Ze counseled: "But if you don't cut him down, you won't have to suffer in the future."

"Then let me bear it before?" Wang Er snorted, "There is no such cheap deal."

It's ok, brother, it's a safe batch.

Wang Er rubbed his legs: "But Brother Yang, when I was on good terms with him in the dream, I even said a few words to him...uh, nice words." He looked awkward, "Actually, he was still Very cute, like a silly brother. I just thought that the strategy here is also a strategy, so I persuaded myself again, what I love you, you are my star, and everything—— That's probably why he stopped when I said I love you last time."

No wonder he had to question Wang Er last time: "Why did you say you love me?"

It's so cruel.

Yang Ze rubbed his nose: "You are deceiving the boy's pure feelings, and you will step on two feet after deceiving."

Wang Er was also very wronged: "It's my fault? If it wasn't for this system to bind me, I wouldn't provoke him, okay?"

Yang Ze asked again: "Then he won't beat you now?"

"I'm pretending that I remembered it." Wang Er pouted, "I originally gave him a nickname, which was a secret that only each other knew. I took a gamble to call him this a few days ago, and he was stunned."

Yang Ze asked suspiciously: "Shouldn't that kill you?"

"I think so too." Wang Er nodded, "Maybe the perverted thinking is different from ours. He asked me what I remembered, of course I picked it up and said, he asked me what happened in the end, and I said I didn't remember. Then he On the contrary, his attitude towards me has improved. He also promised me to come this time.”

Yang Ze pondered for a while, and felt that Lance should be reluctant, or missed.But in the end because of what only I know.

Wang Er moved closer, and suddenly said another topic: "Brother Yang, are you gay?"

"Ah...not counting, I don't have obvious thoughts about men and women." Yang Ze said hesitantly, "Maybe it's bisexual?"

Wang Er sighed, and kicked his feet: "I don't like men, I said it earlier, the system forces me, so I can only do this. Not every man can bend as he says, I like Victoria's Secret Angel!"

After hearing this, Yang Ze expressed his feelings: "You talk more and more."

Wang Er said pitifully: "Stay too long with the pervert, I'm holding back."

Yang Ze gave a sympathetic hug, Wang Er didn't cry like last time, but just sucked his nose.

The two chatted about some details of their previous life, and the system suddenly appeared in front of them. The young boy glanced at Wang Er as if he hadn't seen anything before bending down to Yang Ze: "Sir, Danny is here."

Yang Ze was terrified: "What?! Why did he come here?!"

"Sir sent him a letter two days ago." The system reminded.

Yang Ze helped his forehead, it's okay, they all bumped together.

-

Julian was always a little introverted when dealing with unfamiliar people. He listened to Mr. Lance Vandre's casual chat on the sofa, but he felt restless and wanted to leave the living room to find his brother immediately.

Of course.Mr. Lance Vatican is elegant and funny, knowledgeable about the past and the present, and even if he is not concentrating, he can't help laughing when he hears some words, but even so, Julian still has a fear of vampires except the Abbott family.

...including the white-haired vampire who never said a word.Julian has never understood why his brother seems to like getting along with that person very much. He also tried to talk to him, but the other party ignored his state. Even if he looked at himself, his eyes were as indifferent as looking at a tuft of grass.

But when he saw his brother, it was different. Julian had thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what was different.

He sighed, his voice was very soft, but he was caught by Mr. Lance Vatican on the opposite side.The elegant vampire raised his legs and asked him with interest: "Little Abbot, why are you sighing?"

Julian was taken aback: "It's nothing important."

Mr. Lance Vatican didn't intend to let it go, and lightly flicked the dust that didn't exist on the suit pants: "Why didn't you tell me? I don't trust you so much. In terms of seniority, I can probably be yours." uncle."

Julian was very embarrassed, and when he was racking his brains to think of what to do, he suddenly heard the sound of a bicycle.

The voice was so familiar that Julian's face changed instantly. He looked towards the gate almost in the next second. Across the heavy snow, the boy in a thick fur coat and scarf parked his bicycle at the gate with difficulty, stretching out his two hands. Frozen red hands put on the lips and breathed.

"Human beings." Mr. Lance Vatican's voice suddenly rushed into Julian's ears like a urging talisman, and he subconsciously stood up and made a gesture of maintenance.

"Julian—" Danny called from the door.

Mr. Lance Vanjoy propped his face up and looked at Julian with a half-smile: "Do you know him, little Abbott?"

Julian froze.

Mr. Lance Vanjoy's light green eyes looked up and down at the young child, and the smile on the corner of his mouth widened: "Oh, you value him and protect him."

"Mr. Vatican..." Julian opened his mouth.

"But you can't protect him, my dear," said Mr. Lance Vendre softly.Julian's eyes widened in an instant, and the second after the voice fell, the figure of Mr. Lance Vatican disappeared from his eyes in an instant. He quickly turned around and rushed out, and he saw that the other party had jumped over the door and stood in front of Danny. His nails swelled, his eyes were fierce, and he stabbed straight at Danny's chest!

Julian only felt that his breathing was stagnant, and the noise like a boiling kettle screaming in his head made him shout uncontrollably: "Danny!!!"

Before Lance Vanjoy touched Danny, the latter's eyebrows were already frowned, and he understood that the visitor was not good. He turned sideways almost instantly, and at the same time drew out the dagger that was exclusive to vampire hunters from his waist, and swiped at it. The hands stop one inch away from each other.

Julian's breathing finally became unobstructed again. He walked up in a trance, and saw Mr. Lance Vendre turn around, and said with a cold smile: "Besides, he is also a vampire hunter."

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