Love Chronicle

After parting with Tama and the others, Qianli went home alone. After several hours of driving, Qianli arrived at the home where he and his mother lived together in the early hours of the morning.

The car sent by the uncle sent Qianli away and then left. When he entered the yard, Qianli discovered the changes at home.It was much more depressed than Qianqian. The plants in the garden were unpruned and grew very densely. The whole house was lifeless, as if no one lived in it.

Was it the mother who drove the servants away?

She walked through the front yard with her heart in her heart, took out the key to open the door, and the mother who was confused and thinking about something was sitting on the stairs.

"Qianli...is it Qianli?" The woman seemed to have discovered Qianli, her eyes slowly focused, and she called Qianli's name with some recovery.

Put the luggage at the door, walk thousands of miles to the woman, lower your head close to the woman, so that the woman can touch him, and then feel at ease, "I'm back, mom."

After touching Qianli, the woman who had been confirmed sobered up quite a bit, and hugged Qianli excitedly, "Qianli, Qianli...you are finally back." She hadn't seen her son for many years, and although Patriarch Zhikui said that Qianli would come back, Really seeing is still different.

Understand the mother's habits, let the woman hold Qianli, and gently comb the woman's messy hair with her hands, "Mother, comb your hair, or your fans will cry when they see it." As an actress, the mother is always Qianli She adores the person she likes very much, but the mother who stayed behind closed doors lost her temperament, but she didn't care about her image to such an extent. Seeing such a messy mother all of a sudden, Qianli was a little uncomfortable.

"Qianli comb it for me. You haven't combed my hair for a long time." With a slightly coquettish tone, the woman let go of Qianli, showing a very pleasant smile. From the face exposed from the disheveled hair, one can vaguely tell that this is a young beauty. Saying so, Qianli took her mother back to the room.

There is not a single servant in the house, and the woman does not know how to clean up. There are thin dust everywhere in the room. I found a comb on the dressing table that has not been used for a long time, and it is already full of dust.

Take the woman to a chair and sit down, Qianli went to the bathroom to clean up the comb and mirror, and poured a basin of warm water to help the woman wipe the dusty arms and face. After finishing, Qianli saw her mother holding the mirror and looking at herself, Go over and start brushing her hair.

The gaze stays on the mirror, and the woman occasionally uses the mirror to look at Qianli behind her. I haven’t seen him for a few years. Qianli has changed from a young lady to the young man he is now. He has grown a lot and has begun to become masculine. .Even though he was not as soft and cute as when he was a child, he still obediently stood by her side and combed her hair like this.

The woman turned her head happily, looked at Qianli and then at herself. This is how mother and child should be together.

The movement of the woman's head sideways caused some trouble to Qianli's combing work. Putting down a lock of hair that was being combed, Qianli reminded the woman, "Mom, don't move for now, it will be fine in a while."

Hearing Qianli's words, the woman obediently returned to the previous appearance of concentrating on looking in the mirror. The bright smile gradually disappeared, and the woman felt that he didn't like Qianli's appearance again, especially the eyes, which reminded her of unpleasant things. "Qianli, you seem to be more and more like that bastard. It's not good. My lovely son will be like him."

"Really? I haven't seen Dad." When he was a child, women loved to say such things to him. At first, Qianli would use this to ask about his father, but later he became indifferent. Qianli would divert women's attention, otherwise, if he was careless, The woman's anger towards her father will be vented on him, "But I should be taller than you."

"Well, yes, you are my son." The woman became happy again because of Qianli's words, "Hehe, it's also good that Qianli looks like that bastard, there is no doubt about his appearance, and I really like it His eyes that can't see what he's thinking... Especially when he occasionally hears something he wants, I can't imagine that tenderness really appears in those eyes, isn't it amazing?"

If the mother talks about her father when she is in a good mood, then the mother will talk about her father or tell her feelings for her father.At such times, Qianli never knew how to talk to his mother, so he could only keep silent.

After combing his hair, Qianli took the comb and mirror back to the dressing table, and helped the woman organize her things again. When she returned to the woman again, the woman had stopped talking about Qianli's father and took out a letter. "My brother sent you a letter asking you to go to my home."

Patriarch Zhikui has no children of his own, so he had previously planned to let Qianli inherit his mantle, but was rejected by the woman, and Patriarch Zhikui never mentioned this matter after that. Patriarch Zhikui revived this idea again.

The woman has been immersed in her own world for a long time, she just wants Qianli to stay with her all the time, she has no extra thoughts, if the letter hadn't been specially added with the name of the Senate, the woman would never have given it to Qianli and told him for this matter.

Holding the letter, Qianli realized that the woman didn't mean to give him the letter. Thinking about the woman, Qianli comforted him, "It's okay, I will be back as soon as possible."

"Qianli, hurry up and come back." Smiling, the woman let go of the letter, hugged Qianli immediately, and licked Qianli's neck, "I'm hungry now, give me your blood..."

The moment the woman bit her, Qianli pushed her away for the first time.Dazed for a moment, Qianli apologized to the woman, "I'm sorry..."

Women like Qianli's blood very much, and Qianli also indulges women. It should be like this, but now there is a little difference.Chisato was too accustomed to the taste of Tama, so when faced with the request for blood from her mother whom she had not seen for a long time, she subconsciously refused.

The woman was surprised by Qianli's actions, and immediately expressed displeasure, "Qianli hates me?"

Qianli shook his head.

"So, do you have a lover?" In the woman's memory, the only person who has had the most contact with Qianli is Li Mo. What that girl said...

Nodding, Qianli didn't tell her mother anything more.

"I see." The woman was not surprised by this day, but it came earlier than expected, and the woman's calm mood fluctuated again, "Have you given blood to each other?"

This time, Qianli spoke, and answered the woman very solemnly, "Well, Tama doesn't like me being sucked by other people."

Tama?Now Chisato's mother really frowned, revealing most of her displeasure, "Isn't that girl from Toya's family?"

"No."

At this time, women don't like Qianli's temperament very much, and answer whatever they ask, and don't say anything about many things.The daughter who doesn't care about the outside world has long forgotten Tama's name. After thinking about it for a long time, she still has no clue about Qianli's lover. After losing his lover, Qianli's own idea plus that person's request, it is impossible for Qianli to let her suck blood.

But she only has a thousand miles left, and she can't lose the thousand miles. After thinking about it again and again, the woman took a step back and stopped mentioning the blood-sucking thing, "Qianli, if you have a lover, bring it back for me to see, you can't forget your mother."

"I'll bring it back next time." If it wasn't for the chief's request, Qianli might have brought Tuoma back this time. "I'm tired, I'm going to rest first, good night, mom."

After staying at home for a few days, Qianli received a call from the owner of Zhikui, and was immediately sent by the owner of Zhikui to Zhikui's house.

"Welcome, Lord Zhikui is waiting for you inside." The silver-haired young man lowered his head, opened the door, and greeted Qianli respectfully.If this person raises his head, Qianli will be able to recognize him by that face, this person is Zhui Shengling's younger brother, Zhui Shengyihui.

"Qianli, you are here." Hearing that Qianli had arrived, he came out to pick him up, and Patriarch Zhikui diverted Qianli's attention. "Not bad, very energetic. Have you gone back to see your mother? Is she okay?"

"Well, normal work and rest, just dismissed all the servants."

"When I found out, it was a foregone conclusion, and she didn't agree to send it to her." Patriarch Zhikui had complicated feelings for his sister, so he patted Qianli on the shoulder. Patriarch Zhikui stopped talking about it and took Qianli away Walking underground, while talking about business, "I want you to come today because I want you to see something."

Qianli stopped, "I have a bad feeling." With the uncle's words and the uncomfortable smell coming from the ground, Qianli really didn't want to continue walking.

"Relax, I won't force you to inherit my mantle." Leading Qianli to the ground, Patriarch Zhikui stood in front of a door, took a deep breath, and said in a more solemn tone, "Qianli, you are no longer a child. People, you need to know, the biggest secret that I have painstakingly concealed."

Pushing open the door, the whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood. There was an obvious object in the dark room. Under the huge thing was a coffin.

Standing in front of the coffin, thousands of miles through the bloody water overflowing the coffin, a vampire can be vaguely seen in the center, "This is?"

"Your father." Qianli finally came here, the plan started, and he could finally stop guarding this secret.Patriarch Zhikui's tone added a little relaxation and excitement.

"Isn't he already dead?" Looking at the man soaked in thick blood in the coffin, Qianli frowned. The feeling of meeting his father for the first time was really bad, "It's really uncomfortable."

"It's too much to talk to my biological father like this. Don't look at me like this. I have been regenerated to perfection." The young boy came from another direction, leaned on the coffin with a smile, and smiled at Qianli.

"I kept you waiting, my master." Patriarch Zhikui knelt on one knee, and the child saluted.

The left and right eyes have different colors... Taking a step back, Patriarch Zhikui's attitude made the ominous premonition in Qianli's heart amplify, and he stared at the child with vigilance.

The child's reaction to Qianli seemed to have never been seen, and he was still smiling and talking to himself, "Qianli has grown up so much, I have been looking forward to seeing you when you grow up. The current state is the limit, next..." Before the child finished speaking, he couldn't help but fainted by the side of the coffin. At this time, the blood in the coffin was moving.

The blood turned into slender whips and surrounded Qianli, sealing Qianli's movements. The man in the coffin seemed to have finally woken up. He supported the edge of the coffin and stood up slowly. His movements caused the blood in the coffin to splash on Qianli's body. Facing Qianli who was only surprised and lost his ability to resist, the man stretched out his hand to touch Qianli's face, and finally this time came.

"My lovely son Qianli, come and help me."

The man's voice sounded, and Qianli felt as if something had entered his body. The opponent's strength was too strong, and his resistance was very difficult. Gradually, the exhausted Qianli lost consciousness.