kiss the night

"No, we shouldn't do that."

Yan Zhao finally gave such an answer, and he lowered his head: "It's not yet the time to do this, we have medicine, maybe he will get better after the infusion."

"Then what if not?" Laurentine asked, holding Yan Zhao's hand, "I know, judging by your age, you are still a child yourself, but..."

"Not because of this."

The two walked under the moonlight. Although they didn't hold hands, their shoulders rubbed together from time to time. Aside from the fact that they were in a war-torn continent and were discussing life and death, it was a kind of romance, but it was a pity that the two were full of thoughts.

Laurentine's suggestion seemed abrupt, but in fact, he had been thinking about it since Yan Zhao rescued Noah—this prince is always used to taking precautions, and when he saw the terminally ill old woman, he had already realized it On this point, Noah has been taking care of the woman for so long, the possibility of not being infected is very slim, and he is a child...

As for Yan Zhao, it is not that he has not considered this point, but there is still some fluke mentality. After all, the plague is not really 100% fatal. They can try their best to provide Noah with the best medical conditions, maybe a miracle That's what happens to this kid.

Seeing that the prince next to him hadn't spoken for a long time, Yan Zhao reflected on whether what he said just now was too strong. He pulled Laurenting back and stood where he was: "Laurenting." He seldom called Laurenting directly. Names, usually when doing so, are either prepared to express some appeal, or on some "special" occasion.

Now it's the former.

"I admit that I have some selfishness in the matter of Noah." Yan Zhao said, "That's because I lived as a human before the age of 18, and when I knew that I was actually a vampire, It’s not a very good feeling.”

"I know." Laurentine sighed, "I don't mean to blame you for this matter, I understand that you hope to let Noah make his own choice."

"Yes." Yan Zhao swallowed, and cast his eyes on Noah's ward, "To be honest, Laurentine, I often feel that you may have inherited some kind of talent in mind reading, because you Always able to understand what I was thinking in the first place."

"Oh, don't take the night too seriously." Laurentine leaned down, kissed Yan Zhao's chin, and the air exhaled from his nose hit the thin skin of Yan Zhao's neck, "If you have such abilities, it probably doesn't come from Cain, probably from Aphrodite."

"Stop your rhetoric, Your Highness." Yan Zhao pushed him away with a blushing face, "Our conversation is not over yet, I want to say, if possible, at least wait until Noah becomes an adult and let him Make that decision, don't you?"

"Of course, according to your will." Laurentine bent his mouth and pretended to bow halfway to Yan Zhao, counting it as a response to his mocking address just now, "After all, no matter what, you are my only one Even if you adopt Noah, he is still your child."

Yan Zhao and Laurentine stayed in this hospital for about a week. They were waiting for Noah's condition to recover. The only problem with solving the food problem with Yanzhao is that the communication between the two parties is always intermittent, because the other party is still using a very "traditional" communication method - carrier pigeons.

This "tradition" surprised even the hundreds-year-old vampire prince. Laurentine commented unceremoniously. This is simply the oldest "antique" he has ever seen!

"Oh, Austin, Austin." He complained, letting go of the gray-headed pigeon in his hand, "I just don't know what to say about you, you seem to be going back to life, there was a postman 100 years ago, right? ?”

Yan Zhao didn't delve into whether there was such an identity as a postman 100 years ago. He just vaguely guessed that the state of the foreign prince named Austin Logey was not in a good state. From Duo Yunxue's words, it can be inferred that The current frustration of the prince is probably related to Duo Yunxue herself.

A row of doctors and nurses stood in the distance, among them were formally trained medical students and nuns from the local church.

When the war started on this continent, all normal life was disrupted, many people were displaced, and many people left their homes and fled this land, so the nuns and priests in the church had to go out of the yard full of statues and come to Do what you can in the world.

"They never eat that food."

"There is no fear of being infected by patients."

Two young physicians were standing under the distant eaves, whispering.

"When I went to church yesterday, the priest said that there are evil spirits coming to this land."

"what do you mean……?"

"Shh, they look over here."

Yan Zhao looked to the side, the vampire's excellent hearing allowed him to clearly record the entire conversation in his own ears, which made his already not high mood even heavier, and the usual gentle smile on his face The meaning also disappears.

The doctor who was being watched closed his mouth, looked away, and slipped away with his companion.

"Look, I told you a long time ago, we might as well throw away that food." Laurentine let out a sneer from his throat, "You want to leave little food to humans, but they will reject you because of it, this is the biggest The vampire's cold joke."

"I don't suggest you say that." Yan Zhao didn't regret his actions, "This incident can only further testify to my thoughts. As I said, Noah should have a chance to choose whether he wants to Faced with all this, he is still different from us in many ways, we are born vampires, but he is human."

Laurentine raised her hand in surrender: "Well, my baby, don't get angry about it, I agree with you."

This smart prince can hear other charms from Yan Zhao's words: You see, Yan Zhao was originally an introverted and silent child. Like a domestic cat, it shows its paws to its owner from time to time, expressing its wishes.

Moreover, I have to say that from a certain point of view, Yan Zhao’s humanistic opinion has also given Laurentine a lot of new thinking angles—he has lived too long, and he really needs some freshness to stimulate himself numb nerves.

Noah's condition was repeated. He could indeed reduce his fever at certain times, and his condition eased, but at certain times he would suddenly have a fever, so that he fell into a faint several times and had to rely on oxygen cylinders to breathe.

The two plastic tubes were inserted into the boy's young nasal cavity, and Yan Zhao could see that the vivid eyes were gradually losing their color, and they began to become chaotic, just like the old woman he saw that day—that chaotic Eyes like yellow glass beads are completely the color of autumn when everything is dying.

Human life is fragile and can be lost at any time due to a disaster.

"The medicine you brought out from the embassy is the best that Lapleve can find so far. We have no other way." The doctor walked out of the room, took off his mask, and faced Yan Zhao's eyes, he became very sad.

Although life and death stories are experienced in the hospital every day, all this still makes him feel sad, especially when the other party is still a child who has not grown up. time to wither.

"We have tried our best." He looked up at the sun in the distance, that inhuman thing always shines on every corner of the earth equally, and it never considers whether this arid land needs extra protection. Sunshine, "I'm an atheist, but sometimes I still believe in fate...You guys, maybe you can consider fulfilling his last wish."

Yan Zhao pursed his lips and said nothing.

The doctor narrowed his eyes and changed the subject: "Or, if you have any way to transcend the existence of the sun, gentlemen, I know that you are different from ordinary people, although I don't know where the unusual place is." He said so He sighed, turned and left.

Laurentine was the first to walk into Noah's room. The boy on the bed had lost all energy. He was lying on the bed, and he didn't even have the strength to cough. Now there was only pain all over his body. This pain made his consciousness still able to Stay in a relatively sober state.

However, this state is a kind of torture for him.

"If I am going to die, please pull out the tube on my body and let me die." Noah said, his voice was very soft, but the firmness in his tone could still be heard, "Sir, although I am still I don't know your identities, but I know you are good people, you saved me, I should stay and repay the debt of gratitude... just like what my grandma said, it's a pity that I'm going to die."

"Do you know the meaning of death?" Laurentine asked, and the prince walked to his bedside and looked down at him, with some unusual emotions in his words.

"I know." Noah panted, trying to answer his question, "Grandma said that death is going to another world, if...if I am a good person, then I will have a chance to appear in heaven."

"Then what if there is no heaven at all?"

"Oh." Such a question seemed to stop Noah from asking, he breathed in silence for a while, and then spoke again, "In this case, I think, I should go to hell."

"Then what if hell is on earth?"

"Sir..." Noah raised his eyes, "Sir, I don't understand what you mean."

"I need you to survive." Laurentine stroked Noah's cheek with his hand. The prince's palm was dry and cold, like a stone that would not be shaken by his will. His eyes were full of love, and he Noah had never looked at Noah with such eyes before, which made Noah stunned for a moment, and didn't even notice that the prince's eyes were gradually turning into a dark red.

"Sir." Noah whispered.

"Do you want to survive?" Laurentine asked. "You know, time is not very important to us, but we are separated by a hundred years, and it still makes me uneasy. So, I I need you to survive, if you survive, he will never leave me again, even if one day my strength is exhausted, I will become old and faded, baked by the sun, and become ashes that can never be resurrected... ...he will remember that he loves me whenever he sees you."

"Sir, what do you mean." Noah looked at him in horror, "I want to survive, but... ah!!"

Yan Zhao heard this short scream in the corridor, it was very short and the volume was not too loud, but for a vampire, it was enough to startle his sensitive nerves.The moment he opened the door, Yan Zhao met Laurentine's scarlet eyes, who was hugging the boy and sitting by the bed, Noah's back was facing the door, and the prince's fangs were piercing his neck .

The blood left along the corner of Laurentine's mouth and flowed into Noah's clothes, dyeing his hospital gown bright red.

"Laurentine!" Yan Zhao shouted, "Are you crazy?"

"No, I'm just helping you make this decision." The vampire prince let go of the child in his arms, and he held Noah in front of Yan Zhao, "Feed your blood to him, he will be our The child who embraced for the first time together."

All this happened so suddenly, Yan Zhao stared in disbelief at the child who fainted due to excessive blood loss, his lips trembled.

He did not spend much time thinking, or in other words, during the time in the hospital, Yan Zhao had been doing psychological construction for himself, and when such a moment finally came, his body reacted almost subconsciously, and Yan Zhao insisted on He picked up the fruit knife in the ward and cut his wrist.

Blood gushed from his wound and dripped between Noah's lips.