After the collapse of the character set, the villain ran away overnight [Quick Transmigration]

"Hey, Mr. Ryan," today is also a sunny day, the spring breeze is warm and the sun is shining. When the butler walked out of the gate, he heard the gardener in the garden greeting him with a smile: "Good morning."

He paused and nodded: "Good morning."

The gardener talked to him very enthusiastically, "My wife made some delicious skin jelly, and I brought some here. Mr. Ryan, you can try it."

The butler was taken aback, and met his eyes, which were warm and friendly, mixed with deep gratitude.

He thought for a long time before he remembered that the last time he woke up, the restrictions on recruiting people seemed to be relaxed, and many blood clans from poor families near the ancient house became part of the house.

They are serious and responsible for this job, and some outstanding families can even get double salary.

Compared with the stern and depressing old house that was said by the people a long time ago, today's old house seems to have become the endorsement of the two princes who are close to the people.

He nodded seriously: "OK."

The man's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "By the way, Lord Ryan, I saw a strange man in the house this morning..."

He raised his head immediately and interrupted him: "What time did you see it?"

The man thought for a while: "Seven o'clock."

……seven o 'clock.

The butler took a breath and turned around quickly to leave.

From unknown how many years ago, a bedroom in the ancient house became a forbidden area.

Shaking his hands, he gently opened the door.

The room was pitch black, he came in lightly, and lit the candle by the door.

With a sound of "rustling", the faint candlelight illuminated the narrow and dark world.

He saw a man.

Sitting next to a coffin, his face was pale and his eyes and eyebrows were tired.

He was wearing a dark princely uniform, and his drooping eyelashes cast a deep shadow on his face.

Even if he just woke up, his momentum is still calm and calm.

The top of the dark coffin is engraved with mysterious and complicated patterns, and there is a person lying quietly there.

The butler still vaguely remembered that person's name...it seemed to be Shi Yu.

He is too old, and has been sleeping with his two masters for 300 years. Even if he wakes up early, his brain cannot return to its original state.

"Lane."

His long-lost master called his name softly, with a hoarse voice, and asked him in a low voice: "How many years?"

He bowed his head and replied respectfully: "300 years, Mr. Louis."

"...300 years," the man said to himself, looking down at the unresponsive coffin beside him, he seemed to smile, with a helpless and gentle tone, "how can you sleep so well?"

He fondly touched the quiet, unresponsive black coffin under his hands, gently coaxing as if he was touching someone's face, "Shiyu, it's time to wake up."

The lifespan of the vampire is boundless, immortal.

The only possibility of death is to shatter the heart.

As long as the heart remains, they can be resurrected through deep sleep.

But this is a long project, very long, very long, they have to wait for a person who does not know when will wake up in the endless years.

Over 300 years, Louie woke up many times.

He was really worried that he had just switched to the little blood race not long ago. He was afraid that he would wake up from a deep sleep and find himself in a coffin. He was also afraid that he would run around alone after waking up. He woke up many times, often it was a The man sat quietly in the darkness, leaning against the coffin, talking slowly.

"Today I went to see William. It is very obedient and is waiting for you in your bedroom. It also misses you very much and wants to come to see you, but it can't walk anymore and won't let me hug it. I will take your Give it the photo, it is very happy, it has been hiding under the body..."

The housekeeper bowed behind him, and left the room gently. At the last second when he closed the door, he raised his head and took a last look inside the room.

There are three coffins in this narrow and dark room.

Like entangled vines, the time without important people is too difficult, and the two princes and lords chose to sleep in unanimous agreement.

They will accompany the fragile little blood race while they are alive, and they will accompany him when he is sleeping.

For the rest of their long lives, it seems that there is only one thing left for them, and that is to wait.

Doomed to wait hopelessly.

……

Time flies, the sun is scorching, and the heat is unbearable.

Ryan was watering the flowers in the back garden. After a long time, he heard a servant hurriedly report: "Master Ryan, a strange man appeared in the house today..."

He immediately put down the watering can and nodded: "I see."

The ancient house was silent, he walked up to the fourth floor, pushed the door lightly and entered.

Before lighting the candle, I heard a cold and calm voice: "No."

This time it was Lord Charles who woke up.

He thought, standing silently in the dark.

The Kindred's night vision makes them impervious to the dark.

He saw Lord Charles half-kneeling beside the coffin, as if he was apologizing, or making atonement. His kneeling body was straight, his pale and handsome face was expressionless, his eyes were dark and silent, and he slowly asked him: "How many years has it been?" , Ryan."

"My lord, it's been 400 years."

Charles let out a "hmm", looked down at the coffin, and said in a hoarse voice, "Shiyu, William is gone."

His tone was very uneasy, with a cautious look that the outside world had never seen before. His tone was heavy and depressed, and he said softly: "I couldn't take care of him well, I'm sorry. He loves you very much, and I'm in his room Found a lot of your photos, it's hidden in his little house..."

"And those little clothes you bought for it, it likes it very much, and it was still wearing it before leaving..."

He didn't listen any more, closed the door and left.

There was a pause when passing a certain bedroom, and there was a moment of silence before opening the door and entering.

The bedroom is spacious and bright, with long-burning lights.

Lord William doesn't like the dark, because it always secretly looks at the master's photo on the quilt.

So even after death, this room is still warm as if it is still living in it.

He once saw by accident, the elderly Lord William walked into that forbidden room with his ears down.

It didn't look at anything, but it could accurately find the coffin of its owner, and lay down on the side, closing its eyes and resting tiredly.

It no longer had the vigilance it had when it was young, and the housekeeper once carried it back to its bedroom for fear that it would catch a cold.

The older the baron, the more bad-tempered he would often slip back into that room after waking up, and stay with his sleeping master at the last moment of his life.

The photos found in its house are also wrinkled, as if they were often wet with water.

It turned out that the mature and stable Lord William would cry secretly.

For his master who knows no life or death.

The housekeeper ate a lot of food at noon today, and smiled slightly at the surprised eyes of the cooks.

—Someone has to remember the time for them.

he thinks.

If he also falls, how long will the two adults who will eventually forget time have to wait, and will the long years never end again.

For the first time, he felt that eternal life was a kind of torture.

……

The autumn is crisp and the evening breeze is pleasant.

The butler was cleaning these old furnishings in the living room.

He still remembered that the two princes personally picked these gadgets, which were very interesting and liked by that lord. When he had nothing to do, he would take lord William to watch them together. Occasionally, if he liked them, he would ask him regularly. Where did you buy it.

It's a pity that he hasn't answered that adult yet, so he has no chance to answer again.

After dinner, he went to the back garden again, and soon came to a rockery. He vaguely remembered being here. They helped Lord Charles disguise his identity, and when they returned to the manor, the angry Lord William even barked at him. tooth.

He couldn't help laughing, and the sky was getting darker.

In a trance, he realized that he had actually recalled so many past events.

He is too old.

I am almost too old to walk.

Even if ordinary vampires have immortality, their body mechanisms will deteriorate little by little.

He slowly returned to the house, and a clever little boy ran over, looked at him panting and said, "Grandpa Ryan, where have you been, I'm so worried if I can't find you!"

He smiled and touched the little boy's head. The boy's grandfather used to work in the old house, and he was the most conscientious gardener. His children and grandsons were like him, taking care of the garden of the old house. It's a grand sight.

"Where can Grandpa go?" He said, "Grandpa is getting old, so he won't be able to walk if he doesn't walk."

"It's okay, grandpa," the little boy said seriously, holding his hand, "I can live for a long time, I will take you wherever you want to go in the future."

The butler laughed, and said in a light tone, "I have nowhere to go, I just want to stay here."

"Andy, there is something Grandpa wants to ask you for help."

……

Heavy snow fell, and the world was covered in silver.

The annual rings circle and circle, and dozens of reincarnations have passed.

Louis stood on the heated corridor, looking out the window calmly.

Snowing.

He suddenly thought that his Shiyu seemed to have never seen the winter of the blood clan.

It is no worse than the ones in the world, and it can also satisfy his desire to build snowmen and have snowball fights.

He looked at it quietly for a moment, and then turned around after a long time. His shiny military boots made a dull sound on the carpet. After walking a few steps, he looked up and saw a figure coming from the end.

"Lane."

He called, but found that the figure did not respond.

The figure walked into the light, it was a very young face, with many small freckles around the bridge of the nose, it looked smart, with clean eyes, looked at him respectfully and said, "Excuse me, is this Your Highness the Prince?"

Louis paused, he didn't know what he understood, looked at him quietly, and nodded: "Yes."

The young male servant immediately said: "My lord, my name is Andy. Lord Ryan is asleep, and he asked me to wait for you here."

"Well," he asked, "how many years now."

Like some unspoken cipher, the manservant replied, "800 years, my lord."

He respectfully obeyed the butler's instructions before he fell asleep, and after saying this, he quietly backed away without disturbing him, looking dazed, like a prince who suddenly fell into some complicated thoughts.

...It turns out that this is one of the two princes mentioned in the history books.

It's just that I don't know which adult it is, and I don't know why I am so honored, but I still choose to sleep.

The long, seemingly endless corridor became silent again.

Louis has long been used to the silence, he slept in the coffin for a long time, never had a dream in his sleep, and never saw his little blood again.

Time passes without bounds.

In the blink of an eye, he fell asleep for another 500 years.

Even in sleep, this deathly silence is still unbearable.

He was always looking forward to whether he would meet that person's eyes the next time he woke up.

Will he lie down beside the coffin and wait for him for a long time, and then ask him what the hell kind of place this is and why he sleeps in the coffin.

It's a pity that even thinking about these scenes that would make him draw the corners of his lips happily never happened.

He was alone from beginning to end.

One is asleep, one is awake, one is remembering those past events, and one is quietly feeling the passage of time.

Now the only Ryan who has helped him remember the time for so many years has also fallen asleep.

Fate has shown him cruel minions.

It was telling him that everything was futile.

——His little blood is like this never-ending time.

Can't wake up again.

There was a slight "creak" sound behind him.

The door was pushed open, and he heard familiar footsteps.

There was no turning back, nor was Charles walking towards him.

The man's voice was calm, and he asked him as if he had expected it: "Is there no other way?"

"There is no way."

They stood in the same shadow for a long, long time.

Once again, heavy snow fell outside the window.

It falls lightly and melodiously to the emerald green pines and cypresses.

……

The old history of the blood race came to an end today.

The two supreme princes who have the blood of their ancestors——

Choose to sleep forever.

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