Earth is fragile, handle with care

Yi Chubai was bored and sat on the seat watching the performance on the stage, a little absent-minded.

If it weren't for two free theater tickets, he would never come here with Farrell to listen to a bad third-rate play. It seems that he represents the thoughts of most ordinary people, because the theater is empty and the front row is empty. It was empty, except for a few drama fans who were concentrating and sometimes gnashing their teeth.

Farrell seemed to be in high spirits. Since they handed over the alien rabbit to the Alien Agency the day before yesterday, he has been in a good mood.

Fu Xiang was taken aback when he saw the rabbit, because he was one of the "prisoners" who "kidnapped" the rabbit and brought it to Earth.

"Hey, I'm really just an accomplice. It's the slime from H City. He turned his finger into a carrot to lure this rabbit, and he assured me repeatedly that it's a safe and harmless guy." Fu He tried to defend himself, but in the end, Dong Anyu deducted a month's salary.

In recognition of Farrell's contribution to the peace of the earth again, Dong Anyu gave the drama tickets to the two of them as a gift from Latham - without spending a penny.

Farrell was obviously full of curiosity about this play, so Yi Chu was also forced to appreciate this love story between humans and vampires.He'd rather see "Hamlet" or "Romeo and Juliet" or something, because this play really made him want to shove the writer's head down the toilet.The elegant blood family forgotten by time, the innocent and pure human girl, the fragile love with blood as the bridge.This made Yi Chu feel as if he had returned to decades ago, and what was worse was that Farrell took it quite seriously, as if he was immersed in this bloody love story.

"I'm going to the bathroom." After Yi Chu said to Farrell, he left the auditorium and went to the bathroom to refresh himself.

The huge theater looked old and dilapidated but was brightly lit. Under this naked light, every damaged detail was exposed, such as the cobwebs in the corners, the stains on the coffee table, and the dust on the glass.

Yi Chu, who came back from the bathroom, saw an eight or nine-year-old girl sitting on the old sofa in the hall, with two ponytails and a beautiful lace tutu skirt, humming a strange song.

"London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down..."

There was no one around, and the staff were not there. The quietness around gave people a sense of foreboding.

Yi Chu frowned. His sense of responsibility as a teacher made him unable to resist asking the little girl where her parents were, and he did.

"Kid, where are your parents?"

The little girl raised her head, her facial features and unusual eyes were deeper than those of Orientals, showing that she was not Chinese.

Yi Chu immediately asked again in English.

The little girl looked at Yi Chu with innocent eyes, and grinned, revealing the sharp canine teeth under her bright red lips.

In the next second, Yi Chu felt a stabbing pain on his neck, and Yi Chu tried to push away, but suddenly there was no strength in his body.The warm blood was snatched from his neck, and he felt as if he had fallen from a cloud to the ground.

"Nenally, as I said, don't drink drinks of unknown origin, at least check whether the other party has a health certificate, don't make yourself like a hungry vampire, you should learn to be more reserved, like a lady. "

Yi Chu felt light on his body, and the strange little girl had already been picked up by the back collar, struggling with teeth and claws.

The other was a rather young and handsome man, with a pale face, red lips, and elegant manners, more like a vampire than the one on the stage.

"But I am hungry!" the little girl screamed with her parted lips still dripping blood.

The vampire-like man snapped his fingers, and vines sprang out from nowhere and bound her tightly: "But Iamangry."

The little girl finally stopped talking, turned her head angrily and remained silent.

Yi Chu still felt powerless, and could only sit on the sofa and look at the man in front of him: "Who are you?"

"I forgot to introduce myself, I'm really sorry. My name is Lal, the leader of Thousand Crows. Maybe you have heard of me, from your lover." Lal leaned over and saluted, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth .

spouse?Although he knew that the other party was referring to Farrell, no matter how he thought about it, it felt very inconsistent to put the title of lover on that guy.The kind of alien creature who would be happy to see the destruction of the world - if he did it himself, he would be even more happy. No matter how he confessed, Yi Chu always felt that a creature like him would never be bound by love .

He has always been a unique existence, out of tune with this world, yet dazzling because of it.In him, the nature of bloody violence and the feelings of the romantics are combined into one and inseparable.

"Not a lover." Yi Chu whispered to himself, then raised his head and repeated to Lal, "Not a lover." At least not at the moment.

Lal sat gracefully on the opposite sofa, even the shabby leather sofa did not detract from his demeanor in the slightest, he seemed to be a blood count sitting in a magnificent castle, entertaining bewildered visitors.

"I have always believed that love is a wonderful power. It can turn a villain into a good citizen, and it can also turn an angel into a demon. The genes of the Dada Dela people have written the supremacy of love into it. That will never change, and alas, this instinct to never unite without love has brought the race to the brink of extinction."

Lalton paused: "I think I accidentally dragged the topic far away. You know, the boring drama in it is always easy to distract people. One of my subordinates seems to have reached the limit of its patience... ..."

Before Lal finished his sentence, a middle-aged man with a mustache and a suitcase came out angrily: "Let's go! I'm fed up with this boring drama! They would rather act Such a rubbish show won't try my script! I bet I'm a hundred times better than their crappy third-rate love drama!"

"Okay, Fando, you can't have such high requirements on the aesthetics of the dramas of the people on earth. After all, this is a developing planet, and you must be tolerant of everything that doesn't suit your wishes. I did it for the first time a few years ago. I learned this truth when I came to Earth, hey, Fando..."

Lal saw that Fando opened the suitcase, took out the gasoline can and began to pour gasoline into every corner, and then threw the lighter on the ground smartly, and the flames rose up with a bang.

Fan Duo clapped his hands: "Well, this is the best way. The biggest contribution I can make to the development of dramas on Earth is to use the tools of Earth to destroy this drama theater that is rich in garbage dramas. Don't worry, I will use Earth's production Gasoline is a gentle tool rather than the smuggling weapon of the Dadadillas, which shows that I still love this planet, at least the food here is really good."

Neneri giggled, and said despite the restraints on her body, "You're just getting revenge on them for not appreciating your script."

Lal sighed, and said to Yi Chu: "It seems we have to go, and of course, you too."

"Can I refuse?" Yi Chu smiled wryly.

"I'm afraid I can't agree to your request. You know, it's not always easy to deal with a Dadadilla star. Fortunately, he has a weakness now." Lal smiled at him, "Thank you for the protection of this planet." Great contribution to peace and survival, though little known."

The buzzing in the ear gradually became more serious, and even the sight seemed to be covered by silk threads, and the colorful threads became denser and denser, forming a giant net.Amid the sudden sound of the fire alarm, Yi Chu finally lost consciousness.