hold that vampire

Lu Que's pajamas are really inappropriate for him.

The neckline is too wide, the cuffs and trouser legs are too long, and they have to be rolled up to facilitate movement.

But I have to say, pajamas are really comfortable to wear a large size.

After drying his hair until it was half dry, he put away the hair dryer, stared at the misty mirror for a while, and stretched out his hand to wipe away a spot to reflect his own appearance.

The boy in the mirror looked at him, his appearance was pure and clean, his eyes were wet, and he looked non-aggressive.

"It's good, it's disgusting."

He brushed his hair a few times, and muttered depressingly: "Why didn't I find Yu Nian so annoying before."

When I went out, there was no one in the living room, the door of the study was only half closed, and there was a light on inside.

Pei Yun noticed a new gadget on the cabinet in the partition of the living room with sharp eyes - a white porcelain vase with a pink rose in it.

I didn't notice it when I was eating just now, it was put here long ago?

He couldn't help but approached, looked left and right, and said to himself, "This...why is it exactly the same as Ms. Pei's, and I brought it from home?"

There is such a vase on the dining table in his home all the year round, and inside the vase is also like this, with a pink rose stuck there all the year round.

Lu Que came out of the study at some point, and stood there with a coffee cup in his hand: "I bought it at the porcelain store when I passed by."

Pei Yun poked the petals: "This flower too?"

Lu Que just said, "I bought a vase and gave it away."

"Sure enough, I'm behind the times, and now I'm still happy to buy a vase and give flowers."

Pei Yun looked at it for a while, then turned around and asked, "Little uncle, can I put it on the dining table?"

Lu Que walked towards the coffee machine: "It's up to you."

Pei Yun happily embraced the vase, turned around and placed it on the dining table, adjusted to the center position, and looked at it with his arms propped up for a while, feeling better.

"That's good, it looks like you're at home."

Lu Que blew away the mist from the cup surface. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, then said: "There are things for you in the study, go and unpack them yourself."

Upon hearing this, Pei Yun immediately threw away the vase, and indeed saw a big box on the study table.

"What is this? It's not my birthday today, is it?"

As he said so, the speed of unpacking the box in his hands did not stop at all.

Opening the box and seeing the contents clearly, Pei Yun was a little surprised.

A night light, it seems to be the same model as his.

There is also such a night light on the bedside of his room at home. It is in the shape of an owl, and every feather on the wings can move, and the whole wing can also be unfolded.

It was won by a lottery on Weibo a long time ago, and it is not expensive, but he thinks it is a symbol of his exit from Africa and Europe, so he has kept it until now, and it must have been several years.

He carried the night light back to the room, still placed it on the head of the bed, and then found that just this little thing added a lot of strange familiarity to the whole room.

Like that vase.

So Pei Yun was in a better mood: "Is this still available for purchase now? I thought it must have been discontinued long ago."

"Yes." Lu Que leaned on the door and watched.

You can buy it, but it takes a while to find it.

Pei Yun sighed, then turned around and asked, "But little uncle, why did you suddenly think of buying this?"

Lu Que: "I saw it by accident, so I bought it."

Pei Yun: "Where can I see it? Why am I not so lucky?"

He fiddled with the owl, for no reason, something vaguely flashed through his mind, and disappeared so quickly that he couldn't grasp the clue.

— There was a soft click.

One of the owl's loose feathers fell on the cabinet.

He withdrew his thoughts, squatted by the bed and picked up the feather and tried to put it back on. His fingertips touched the switch and he pressed it, but the light didn't turn on as expected.

"Huh? Why isn't it on?"

He temporarily gave up feathering and turned the owl upside down to study it carefully.

Lu Que turned around and went to the study room, and when he came back, the coffee in his hand turned into a pair of brand new unopened batteries.

"give it to me."

Lu Que took the owl from Pei Yun's hand, tore off the battery package and skillfully put it into the battery slot, put the back cover on and returned it to him.

Pei Yun pressed the switch, and his eyes were illuminated: "It turns out that the new one has this brightness. It seems that the one in my room is really old."

He picked up the fallen feather. During the inlaying process, he found that there were still a few feathers in the wing that were loose, so he simply pulled them out and reassembled them.

Lu Que didn't leave in a hurry, stood there watching for a while, and suddenly asked, "Have you felt unwell recently?"

"Uncomfortable? No."

Pei Yun carefully inlaid the plastic feathers one by one: "I slept well, didn't suffer from insomnia, and had a good appetite. Except for too many high-level homework, life is beautiful and smooth..."

He was halfway through the conversation, realizing that what his little uncle asked was not about these things.

Thinking of something, he rolled his eyes and said cheerfully, "Oh, by the way, my classmates have said that I'm getting more and more handsome recently, does that count?"

He never took his eyes off the owl as he spoke.

Just as he finished speaking, his chin was suddenly pinched and lifted upwards, and at the same time, one hand lifted up the broken hair on his forehead, exposing his entire face to the light.

The clear light cast a layer of warmth on his cold white skin.

The pupils that turned red for a short time due to fright quickly retreated to the amber prototype, which became shallower and more transparent by the light.

Without his forehead hair, he looked younger than his actual age, with a radiant look, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a gentle and vigorous youthful air in his whole body.

Lu Que squatted in front of him in his posture, his eyes wandering slowly on his face.

As soon as Pei Yun looked into the eyes that were close at hand, he froze.

Lu Que was holding the light behind his back, his eyes hidden behind the lens were as deep as a cold pool, and a layer of mist was formed by the light of the night light in his arms.

The glasses with silver wire frames are deserted and expensive, adding an indescribable feeling to him.

It seems very indifferent, but also seems very gentle.

Pei Yun was holding the owl, staring at his little uncle stupidly.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a pain in Huya, he covered his mouth hissingly, and came back to his senses.

Lu Que let go of him, not forgetting to comment: "Indeed, the viewing value is even higher."

Pei Yun: "..."

"Go to bed early when you're in a good mood, there's still class tomorrow morning." Lu Que left a sentence, turned and left the room.

Pei Yun was taken aback by this.

Lu Que's voice echoed repeatedly in his head.

——Go to bed early when you are in a good mood.

His little uncle knew he was in a bad mood.

So is the vase, and so is the owl. Maybe they didn't plan to take it out tonight, but they just used it to make him happy because he was in a bad mood.

By the way, there is also the manual that was randomly thrown on the car.

He originally thought that it was Lu Que who left it on the car and forgot to say that there was no manual, but now that he thought about it, it didn't make sense at all. How could the manual be put on the car, and how could he forget it with his little uncle's IQ.

Lu Que didn't go back to the study after leaving the master bedroom, but turned into the kitchen halfway to make a cup of hot milk.

As soon as she picked up the cup and turned around, she saw Pei Yun coming out of the room in a hurry.

Pei Yun originally wanted to go to the study, but found the kitchen light was on halfway, and saw a figure, so he turned around and ran directly to the kitchen.

He stopped in front of Lu Que, not knowing why his heart was beating so fast suddenly.

Wearing a suit of ill-fitting clothes, his expressions and emotions seemed a little impulsive and at a loss.

"Little uncle—"

As soon as he yelled, Lu Que handed him hot milk: "Drink it before going to sleep."

Not long after he took a shower, his hands were warm, and so was the milk. He felt very comfortable and at ease in his palms, and his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

As if bumping into a pile of cotton, he didn't know what to say, so he had to follow Lu Que's wishes first, bowed his head and drank all the milk.

"Xiaoyun, maybe you didn't hear clearly enough in the car that day, so I'll say it again."

Lu Que suddenly said: "Unless one day the transformation is terminated and they are willing to release all innocent vampires, otherwise, I will never participate in the transformation of vampires, or any project related to blood transformation."

His tone was unhurried, more casual than a solemn promise, but Pei Yun froze because of this.

There was only a slight clicking sound, and a crack was bitten by him on the mouth of the cup.

"..."

"!"

Pei Yun opened her eyes slightly, and swallowed the milk in her mouth with a guilty gulp. Before she could think about what to say, Lu Que continued: "If you don't want to say something, then let me say another thing by the way."

"You are willing to call me on your own initiative. You are familiar with the furnishings at home. Everything you are used to is here. I dare not let you be wronged if something goes wrong."

Lu Que paused for two seconds, then tilted his head: "So, do you feel better now?"

"What's better..."

Pei Yun faintly felt it, and her heart beat faster again: "So the vase, night light, and computer were all bought for me?"

Lu Que: "Yes."

Pei Yun: "And that manual—"

Lu Que: "I took it away."

"why?"

Pei Yun knew that he was asking knowingly, but he still couldn't help it.

It was obvious that Lu Que didn't seem to care about his words at all.

Lu Que answered irrelevantly: "Do you still remember whose clothes you are wearing now?"

Pei Yun subconsciously: "Your."

As soon as he finished speaking, the empty glass in his hand was taken away.

Lu Que leaned against the cooking table, holding his hand and bringing it to his face, from the point where his fingertips touched the corner of his eyes, until the palm of his hand was completely attached to his cheek.

Pei Yun's pupils turned red in an instant, and for a moment he forgot that he could still slap his hand.

With the warm and delicate touch, his palm seemed to be numb.

"So, you can see and touch everything here, including me."

Lu Que was taller than Pei Yun, he lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly:

"Is it real now?"