kiss the night

The metaphor of the cave, this is indeed what Yan Zhao has learned this semester.

Just imagine, there is a group of prisoners in an undisturbed cave. Their backs are facing the entrance of the cave. They are chained and cannot turn back. They can only see the shadows on the cave wall.There is a bonfire behind these prisoners, and some specific actors perform with utensils in their hands. The firelight reflects the shadows of these actors on the wall in front of the prisoners, like a puppet show.

"In this world, most ordinary human beings are prisoners. How can you tell whether what you see is real?" Lauren Ting stood behind Yan Zhao, and the corner of his mouth lacked the usual smile, which made him look younger He was usually much more serious, but he still held the candlestick in his hand, the fire was beating, and the shadows of the two were reflected on the wall of the basement.

Yan Zhao looked nervous, and he quickly realized what Laurentine wanted to say: in the parable of the cave, there is a very important key link, when a prisoner happens to be released and has a chance to get out of the cave, he walks towards the entrance of the cave , after the initial dizziness to the light ended, he began to discover that the real world he once thought was actually a fiction, just a shadow performed by people.However, no matter what the reason was, he finally chose to return to the cave after seeing the world outside the entrance of the cave, and when he returned to the cave and told his companions in the cave what he had seen outside, they only thought This man is talking gibberish.

This is the sin of human ignorance.

"Your own choice, my child." Laurentine's voice fell, whispering like a very seductive demon.

Yan Zhao suddenly turned his head, and under the faint candlelight, he saw Laurentine's blood-red pupils.

Yan Zhao was so frightened that he took a step back, he ran to the depths of the corridor in a hurry, and the dungeon was right in front of him, Yan Zhao closed his eyes, and pushed the door open heavily.

The door was unlocked, the room was pitch black, and the room was filled with a hospital-like smell of disinfectant, in addition to a subtle sweet smell.Before Yan Zhao had time to identify it carefully, he was stunned by the scene in front of him-this is indeed a prison-like place, the space is not big, there is a bed and a small table, and the bed is covered with white sheets. Is it because no one cleaned it up, and there were pools of blood mottled on it.

What's even more frightening is that a series of medical items such as needles and bandages are piled up on the table. With the surrounding environment, at first glance, it looks like someone is doing illegal medical experiments.

"What is this!" Yan Zhao exclaimed.

He couldn't hold back, but crashed into Laurentine's arms. The man was still surrounded by the strong fragrance of roses, and his fingers around Yan Zhao's waist tightened forcefully, holding Yan Zhao in place like pliers. In the same place, while preventing him from falling, it also prevented the possibility of escaping.

Yan Zhao struggled.

This is an instinctive fear, beyond all other emotions, Yan Zhao can't even convince himself that Laurentine is a kind Mr. Duke...he is not!The image that Yanzhao had created for Laurentine in his mind was false all along, and the man standing behind him was completely strange...strange...

"Who are you?" Yan Zhao's lips trembled, and the "Ghost Talk" that Laurentine had thrown to him was reflected in his mind. A day ago, Yan Zhao was still using this "Ghost Talk" as a relief However, who would have thought that the accident would come so suddenly, and in an instant, Yan Zhao was sensitive to the fact that the reason why Laurentine gave him the book was by no means that simple.

"Who do you think I am." Laurentine didn't answer his question directly.

Yan Zhao exerted all his strength and punched and kicked Laurenting, but the man behind him was like a mountain he couldn't shake.

Laurentine frowned, and led the emotionally fluctuating freshman in his arms out of the room. The two maids following him lowered their heads meekly, and closed the dungeon door again.

"Clean up this place." Laurentine ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Where is Catherine! What did you do to her?" Yan Zhao was held tightly in Laurentine's arms. The difference in size between the two of them was too great. Yan Zhao began to regret that he didn't have a little more flesh or size. Because under this difference in absolute power, he is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, completely unable to resist.

"Hush." ​​Laurentine frowned, the candlestick in his hand had long since disappeared, and the surroundings were pitch black. He put one hand on Yan Zhao's chattering mouth, "I need to keep quiet in my castle."

What fell at the same time as Laurenting's voice was an inexplicable force, or some kind of mysterious coercion, which was obviously invisible and intangible, but made Yan Zhao lose his strength all of a sudden.

The accumulated experience of confronting Si Qi over the years made Yan Zhao quickly regain his senses: at least in the Red Moon Castle, he had no way to compete with Laurentine. The important thing is that this is Laurentine's territory.

The boy in his arms finally calmed down, and Laurentine sighed. Before letting go of Yan Zhao, he rubbed his hair—aside from other things, Laurentine really liked Yan Zhao's short hair Soft to the touch, it feels like lamb's wool. This hair quality is not common among Caucasians.

"Why don't you go up and ask questions." Laurentine nudged Yan Zhao's shoulder, motioning him to go upstairs.

Yan Zhao turned around, and slowly returned to the same path step by step. He has no ability to think now, and all this is beyond his expectation, and he is full of doubts and confusion up to now. concerns.

Laurenting walked without making any sound, but Yan Zhao could feel those two fiery gazes falling on his back, which made the back of his neck chill, like a prey being targeted by a predator.

Of course he wouldn't say anything like "Can I pretend it never happened", "I don't know anything", "I promise I won't say anything" at this time. Such words are often of no use.

Coming out of the basement, Yan Zhao returned to his room. He sat down on the bed again under the gaze of Laurentine, and then saw the satisfied smile on the face of the Duke in front of him (let’s think he is the Duke for the time being). His pupils returned to gem-like blue again, crystal clear and beautiful beyond human.

Ke Yanzhao was convinced that what he saw in the basement were a pair of red pupils. In such a short period of time, it is impossible for anyone to change the color of their eyes out of thin air. However, this small problem is nothing compared to the bigger problem. What, because... Yan Zhao is almost 100% sure that Laurentin is not human.

At least, not a normal human being.

"Sir." Yan Zhao sat on the bed, looked up at Laurentine, with his deer-like eyes, "You just mentioned the allegory of the cave."

Laurentine nodded, motioning for Yan Zhao to continue talking.

Laurentine had to admit that a large part of the reason why he didn't tell Yan Zhao the whole thing at the first time came from his bad taste - life is long and boring, and there is a fresh new student appearing in front of him With such a special experience in front of him, Laurentine really wants to know whether Yan Zhao will be different from other flamboyant and conceited freshmen... Or, after learning about his abilities, he will gradually become a different person. Be like them.

It was an interesting experiment that reminded Laurentine of a puppy she had raised when she was a freshman.It was his lonely and conceited freshman period. Unlike many mixed-blood freshmen, pure-blood freshmen usually have a premature childhood. The puppy was his childhood companion. Laurentine watched him grow up A little grows to half a person's height.

Later, the dog escaped from the estate, was mistaken for a wolf by the tenant farmers, and shot dead.

The young Laurentine did not shed tears for the dog. On the contrary, he calmly asked someone to bring back the dog's body, and brought back the tenant farmer. Working in the manor, the unknowing tenants thought it was just appreciation from the lord, but they didn't know that no servant could ever walk out of this castle.

Because there are secrets hidden in the castle, human beings will become "dumb" isolated from the world when they come, and become "prisoners" who walk out of the cave. When their beating flames of life stop performing, "truth" appears with an extremely cruel face in front of them.

"I want to know." Yan Zhao opened his mouth, and Laurenting came back to his senses, and looked at him with a half-smile.

Yan Zhao repeated: "I want to know, sir, even if I know that there is a price to pay for this matter, I still don't want to be a prisoner trapped in a cave... After all, I have nothing to give you."

Laurentine froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Yan Zhao pursed his lips and looked at him, put his clenched fists by his side, and did not speak.

Laurenting clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Interesting, my child, do you really not know who the problem is?" He looked at Yan Zhao with great interest, seeing this immature freshman, because I couldn't believe it, and subconsciously denied my identity.

"I don't know." Yan Zhao suddenly felt annoyed. He stood up from the bed and tried to get a chance to look at Lauren Ting. "Sir, who are you? Or...what are you!"

Laurentine didn't care about his provocation, he snorted coldly, and pressed Yan Zhao back on the bed again: "Have a good rest, I heard that you refused the food brought by the maid."

There was a knock on the door outside the room, and Gilbert's voice sounded: "Your Highness, Mr. Father has arrived."

Laurentine gave Yan Zhao an unknown smile, turned and left the room.

Yan Zhao sat on the side of the bed silent for a long time, and finally had no choice but to spread his trembling hands in front of him. He was facing a huge subversion of the world view, and Yan Zhao couldn't believe it no matter what—vampires, this kind of vampire usually only exists Creatures in literary and artistic creation actually exist.

The "Duke" who lives in the castle is a vampire, so what about Yan Zhao himself?What is he.