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Inspired by Julian, Yang Ze thought about it seriously. Although he has always had some thoughts about the system (the buttocks), he actually doesn't know what is going on with this thought.He thought for the whole day looking at the light coming from the cracks in the curtains, and decided that the task should be the priority.

He got up from the bed in the evening, and decided to go to the system to discuss the last task. Before reaching the door, he ran into Wang Er who rushed out of Lance's room.

When Wang Er saw that it was Yang Ze, he gritted his teeth with a ferocious face, dragged Yang Ze to another room - Yang Ze unlocked it before going to bed yesterday - and locked the door again, distraught: "Yang, Ze!"

Yang Ze panicked and threw a shield, then glanced at Wang Er, looking at the crumpled shirt, the fluffy footsteps, and the pale face...

shit.

Yang Ze opened his mouth wide: "You guys, don't tell me, that..."

"No!! Why are you so wretched!!" Wang Er interrupted angrily, "I fought with him all night to keep my integrity!!! Damn, my legs are weak from the confrontation!"

Yang Ze sympathized with him, and pretended not to know who pushed him into the tiger's mouth, and comforted him, "Actually, it's the same when the lights are turned off?"

"I like the Victoria's Secret Angel!!!" Wang Er was devastated, "Brother Yang, touch your chest and say, how does he look like?! His penis is bigger than mine!"

You all know this! !

Yang Ze was amazed.

Wang Er is still collapsing: "Even if the lights are turned off, it is estimated that he is messing with me, and the Victoria's Secret Angel will mess with me?"

Yang Ze thought for a while: "There are young ladies with big dicks."

Wang Er: "..."

Wang Er: "You fucking..."

Yang Ze asked: "Don't you want to leave this world quickly?"

Wang Er paused: "Ah."

"That's right." Yang Ze pulled Wang Er into a long talk, "What you have to do is try to get out of this predicament and try to complete the task quickly instead of struggling with him. How long is the lifespan of a vampire? If your task Haven't finished it all the time, don't you want to torture each other for hundreds of years with him?"

As if seeing the ending, Wang Er shivered and fell into deep thought. Deep in his mind, he actually vaguely knew the existence of this problem, but he never seriously thought about it... Maybe it was because he hadn’t accepted that he was dead until now. And sell yourself to the system settings.

Yang Ze looked at Wang Er, and felt that he was the one who sold Amway, or the kind of cold CP Lalang with Amway.

Maybe it was because Yang Ze's eyes were too earnest, Wang Er asked: "You want to finish your task quickly."

Yang Ze: "Cough." He immediately explained: "Our mission is the same, you and Lance are together, if you complete it, you will kill two birds with one stone and help each other."

Wang Er was not happy: "But you don't have to pay any price at all."

"I'm already dying of grief for you, okay? You should help me." Yang Ze pulled his hair.

"Fuck off, let me think about it." Wang Er pushed away Yang Ze's head that was almost on his nose.

Yang Ze didn't understand what Wang Er was thinking, maybe he was thinking about the chickens he hadn't gone whoring in those years, maybe he was thinking about those Victoria's Secret angels with two-meter-long legs, or maybe he was just talking about his last bit of precarious integrity Compete with the bottom line of straight men.Yang Ze didn't dare to speak, so he curled up on his knees and played with his hair.

Then suddenly, Wang Er's gaze towards the ceiling became firm, and he looked at Yang Ze again, looking at death as if he were a hero carrying an explosive bag, and said very heroically: "You are right, I can't waste time with him here. on."

"Old driver, take me with you."

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The last light of the setting sun was also swallowed by the dark night, Lance stood in front of the window, silently looking at the moon outside the window.

Today is the day of the full moon, and the gentle light fell on the branches, on the white snow, and on the small fence of white rose gardens in front of Abbott's yard - which seems to have been dismantled by little Abbott now. Half of it is used to raise chickens, although those Gugu chickens don't come out on snowy nights.

He heard footsteps.

The voice stopped in front of the door, and Lance knew who it was without turning his head. He was so familiar with that human being, as if he had been imprinted in his life.

He remembers the bloody man who fell in front of the door on a rainy night, his fearful avoidance and bright smile, the confession he kept in his ear, the last knife he raised and the cold look in his eyes.

"Karma reincarnation, retribution is not good."

Those were words that he didn't understand when he woke up from countless midnight dreams. Why would someone who treats him gently hurt him?Did he do something wrong, or... did he do it right.

Lance was familiar with the temperature of this human soul, but lost it after the other party hurt him—even though he could live forever, he couldn't find that familiar soul.

Until hundreds of years later, at a certain moment, he felt this temperature.

Yes, it's you.From start to finish, it's you.

Lance turned his head and saw a frail and fair boy who was completely different from his previous life. The boy was holding the door frame with one hand. The expression on his face was not the boredom he had been getting along with these days, but the familiar slyness: "My star."

Lance's eyes widened, looking at him in astonishment.

"You're so old." The boy limped over - it was the aftereffect of breaking his leg countless times - and laughed in surprise, "You're stupid if you haven't seen me for so long? Come here and give me a hug."

Hundreds of years ago, he was the one who said, "Come on, little Xingxing, come and give me a hug."

Lance froze, his mouth opened and closed, and he said after a while, "Raphael."

is it you?

It's you.

The boy had already walked up to him in a few steps, looked up at his face, his eyes flashed, and he reached out to touch Lance's cheek: "What's wrong with your face? Which idiot bullied you?"

Lance grabbed his wrist: "You don't remember?"

He flinched in pain, his eyes widened slightly, and there was suppressed panic in his eyes: "What?"

Lance stared at the boy deeply, as if trying to get a glimpse of something from his expression.If it's not a dream, it's just a trick. He can expose him and hurt him with a single word.Such a slender wrist, such a slender neck, a little force can kill this liar——

But why.

He has used so many means and searched for so many years, just waiting for this plausible greeting from him.

Lance pulled the boy's wrist forcefully and pulled him into his arms. His cold heart seemed to be warmed up again by the warm human body temperature.He lowered his head, pressed against the young man's ear, and said softly and gently: "I will kill you."

The boy's body froze, and the arms on both sides raised up, trying to push him away.

Lance chuckled: "But I can't bear it."

lie to me.

Even if it's a trick, show it to me.

In the daytime of the next day, Wang Er, who finally found a chance to escape, ran to Yang Ze's room and shook Yang Ze awake, holding his voice and secretly shouting: "Brother Yang!!"

Yang Ze was in a daze: "Roll."

Wang Er gritted his teeth and whispered: "If you don't get up again, I will open the curtain and die with you vampires!!"

Yang Ze immediately got up from the bed: "Speak up if you have something to say!"

Julian was turned over in the other bed noisily.

The two could only sneak out the door, and Wang Er also helped Yang Ze block the light from the window at the end of the corridor, and dragged him all the way to the living room before taking a breath and saying: "I did as you said. "

Yang Ze hummed: "And then?"

Wang Er was very sad: "I want to smoke."

Yang Ze: "...We don't smoke."

Wang Er sighed: "So I can only chat with you. Now I think he deserves it and think he is stupid."

"what?"

"But... for a moment, I felt sorry for him." Wang Er looked at Yang Ze in disbelief.

Yang Ze smiled: "Are you still a little cautious?"

Wang Er: "Do you know how long I hypnotized myself before I bit off his tongue when he stuck it out?"

Yang Ze: "...it seems not."

"I won't like him, Brother Yang." Wang Er curled his lips, "I just think he is pitiful and stupid. If he didn't like me back then, everything would be fine."

Yang Ze sat on the sofa: "Didn't you provoke others?"

"That's on his timeline. On my timeline, he provoked me first." Wang Er was not too happy.

Yang Ze was so sleepy: "Okay, okay."

Wang Er thought about it for a while, and thought that Yang Ze fell asleep on the sofa, and he was confident that he didn't feel pity for him at all, so he ran back to continue the strategy to earn favorability, leaving Yang Ze lying on the sofa sleep well.

A figure appeared beside the sofa at the moment Wang Er disappeared, holding a blanket in his hand, covering Yang Ze's body, watching for a while before saying:

"Good night, sir."

The author has something to say:

*Wang Er called Lance Little Star mentioned it in Chapter 94-"Actually, he was quite cute, like a silly brother. I just thought that the strategy here is also a strategy, so I persuaded you to persuade me I said to myself again, what I love you, you are my star, I said it all” ← like this.

It didn't appear suddenly.

*The old driver Yang Ze led the new potential actor Wang Er to compose a sadomasochistic relationship.

*System: "Seize every opportunity to play."

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Good night tweet!