the culprit

After falling into a drowsy sleep for a while, the glaring morning light from outside the window smeared on the eyelids obliquely, Xi Ruier suddenly woke up and sat up, opened the door and rushed to the next room.He knocked on the door for a while, calling Felix's name, and the door opened after a while. Felix was still wrapped tightly in the cloak, only showing a pair of green eyes quietly watching him.

Cyril raised his eyes and looked behind the vampire, and found that the sunlight almost covered the entire room.He stepped back and looked at his room again. After comparing the two, he stretched out his hand and pulled the vampire into his room.

"Let's switch rooms, my side is less sunny." He said as he picked up the small suitcase by the wall and was about to leave. He stepped out of the door with one leg, and shrank back as if he suddenly remembered something.He opened the box and took out a shirt from inside and threw it to Felix, motioning him to change the bloody shirt inside.

"I'm next door." After speaking, he took the box and went to the next room.Checking in was too hasty last night, and he forgot to confirm the direction of the window. He was a little frustrated, put down the suitcase in his hand, and wanted to hand over the remaining red pills to Felix. He touched his waist, only to find that the belt was still in the just in the room.

If he was always so careless, Mr. Bray probably wouldn't let him join the fraternity.Cyril sighed and rested his forehead, opened the box and glanced at the contents, and confirmed that he just forgot his belt next door.When he went out, he saw that the door of the next room was still ajar. He said he was going to get the belt, and when he opened the door, he saw Felix, who was in the upper body, was holding his shirt and was about to put it on.

The blond vampire turned his back to him, his spine covered in flesh and butterfly bones towered like mountains, making him look thin and bony, with a faint sense of morbid abstinence.But at this time, Cyril's attention was not here at all.

There is a dark red light floating on Felix's back from time to time, like a few fish hidden in the blood vessels, only daring to swim happily in the blood when no one is around.In the place where the red light is on, tiny blisters will appear. After the red light is turned off, the blisters will burst, and blood will flow out. There is almost no intact skin on the back.

The back of Felix's positive film is almost full of blisters and blood spots, and they form a strange pattern along the trajectory of the surging red light, very much like some kind of rune.

It's a contract.

Cyril, who had already read some messages from it, closed the door subconsciously, locked it behind him, and strode forward under Felix's rare panicked eyes, raised his hand to hold his shoulder, but was avoided .Felix hurriedly put on his shirt and buttoned it calmly, but Cyril suddenly pressed him face down on the bed, unbuttoned the shirt and pulled off the shirt. of light.

The unthinkable happened.

The light suddenly changed direction along Cyril's fingers, like a fish swimming from one tank to another.The light flowed through the back of Cyril's hand, along his arm and up his shoulder, and he could even feel it surging in his body.Light crossed his shoulder as if climbing a mountain, lingered on his butterfly bone for a while, and then continued to swim downstream, as if it wanted to write the same contract in his body.

The young man suddenly understood what it was.

Felix turned over and pushed Cyril away, ignoring his undressed clothes, he pulled him to the door, opened the door and pushed him out.But before the door could be closed, Cyril squeezed in sideways again, the expression on his face distorted by the pain gradually spreading in his back.

He pressed one hand on the door panel, and the door closed with a bang.

"The contract has not been annulled." The young man gasped in pain, staring at the vampire in front of him with angry eyes, "Since it has not been annulled, why didn't you..."

As he spoke, he suddenly stopped, and a guess suddenly broke into his mind.

"There's no such thing as rescission of the contract at all, you lied to us. You pretended to—" he said, stopping again, his brows frowning in confusion, "no, it's not because you wanted to escape You lied to us all, you still need at least one helper...you and Uncle Heken."

That letter came so suddenly, and looking back now, Uncle Heken's performance was too calm, it didn't look like him anymore.

Cyril suddenly remembered that his uncle came to thank him before the two parted ways. He asked his uncle why he wanted to thank him. The man smiled secretly, turned around and got into the carriage.

If both Felix and Uncle Heken had the intention to escape, they could leave separately, hide their identities from now on, and never communicate with each other.But they forged a letter and showed it to him at the risk of being exposed, tricking him into believing what the letter said.

He should be redundant, and cheating him should not have been part of their plan.

Cyril walked to Felix.

Different contract clauses correspond to different trajectories and patterns. By combining and arranging different patterns in different orders and ways, the correct contract can finally be formed.Following the trajectory of the pain in his back, Cyril already had a complete picture of the contract rune in his mind.He understood the contents of the contract.

In addition to what his father and Uncle Hickey had told him, he also knew other terms that were insignificant in the eyes of his elders.

Contracts are automatically inherited.Once the old master's contract expires, the new master can inherit it only by touching the slave's contract.

During the valid period of the contract, the servant can only obtain power from the master's blood, can only use the master's blood to offset hunger, and can only use the master's blood to speed up the healing ability.

Violators will be punished.After the master's contract expires, if there is no new master to inherit, the bodies of both master and slave will be eroded by runes, day after day, until the new master inherits the contract.

The youth drives the vampire back to the boundary between light and shadow.The vampire, who had always been indifferent and aloof, lowered his head at this moment, the oversized shirt was still hanging on his body, the collar was skewed to expose his shoulders, and the top two buttons also fell apart in the tug just now.He straightened his back, his body stiffened by the premonition that he was about to be exposed to the sun.The erosive pain that had been tormenting him for five years had finally stopped, which meant that another contract had been written.

Those five years were a complete waste of time.

Cyril took another step towards Felix.

And Felix had no way out.

They were so close that they were almost nose to nose.

The sound of heartbeat and the smell of blood surged from Cyril's body, like a scorching wave of aroma, Felix, who had been in a state of hunger all this time, couldn't help swallowing, and his canine teeth grew uncontrollably, but in the blink of an eye, the Pierced the lip.

"My blood is for you."

Cyril hugged Felix's waist, and whispered to his ear.He held the back of Felix's head with one hand, and pressed him to his neck. The vampire's rapid breath sprayed on his hot skin. Although it was cold, he had the illusion that he was about to be burned.

The lamb was once again a sacrifice.

Felix was still resisting.He was extremely remorseful, obviously as long as he was more careful, the secret that the contract was still in would not be breached.Cyril's smell and heartbeat surrounded him, and the sound of Cyril's breathing and the sound of blood rushing through the blood vessels hit his eardrums, he felt dizzy, his hands involuntarily clasped the young man's shoulders, opened his mouth, and as long as he bit down, he would get what you want.

He stepped back into the sunlight.Green smoke rose from the back of his head, neck, and the shoulders of his chest, and the pain snaked and expanded on the body surface, and the sound of gasping sounded from his ears, and the next second he was pulled into a corner filled with shadows.

"You can't bite your neck, you will be discovered." Cyril said while scanning the room, as if searching for something.Felix pulled up his shirt, broke free from the youth's shackles, and lowered his voice to let him out.Reluctantly, the young man picked up a dagger from the pocket thrown on the bed, raised his sleeve to expose his elbow, and cut open the pulsating socket of the elbow without blinking.

The blood fell to the ground, and Cyril gasped a few times in the pain, not missing Felix's eager expression as he stared at the blood.As he approached, Felix scowled, his own blood on his split lip.

"Just pretend you're lying for me," the young man smeared his own blood on the vampire's lips, "I inherited the contract, and you don't need to insist." He looked down into Felix's eyes , watching the pair of pitch-black pupils slowly expand in the irises like a secluded green forest, like a drop of ink falling into a clear lake, spreading quietly and desperately.

Cyril didn't know why Felix lied like that back then, and he finally learned to guess without being so sentimental.He just accepted this fact, accepted the fact that he was angry because of it, and quickly accepted the fact that they finally obeyed the contract and became master and slave.

He thought that there was no need to write an application for transfer.

Even if there is no order from his superiors in the future, he will definitely ask to act with Felix.And he found that he didn't care what others thought about the turn of events.

He raised his arm towards Felix, and pinched his chin with the other hand to slightly open his mouth, so that he wouldn't let his canine teeth bite his lips so self-abuse.The pair of pupils were still slowly expanding, and Felix's breathing became more and more rapid. He seemed to want to move, to break free from this situation, but his body couldn't move.

Cyril grabbed the back of Felix's head again and pressed him against his wound in a sticky bloody mess.

The vampire, who was forced to bow his head, threw himself into the blood.

The senses that had been dead for many years revived like an explosion at this moment. The light he was afraid of danced in the gap between the floating ash. Fang Tian bloomed bright red flowers on the lips and tip of the tongue, flowing like a long river, connecting his heart, blood vessels and organs, with the most alluring and sweet fragrance, giving out shrill whistles like shining stars Voice.He seemed to be standing in the moonlight, starlight and water flowed over his body, feathers caressed his cheeks, and flowers and vines wrapped him intimately like fingers.

All the pain, anxiety, and thirst left him, and at this moment, there was only peace as if he had reached the end of the ocean.

The vampire blinked, and the thick golden eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings in front of his eyes.Then, he closed his eyes.He raised his hands and held the human arm firmly.