Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

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"After you left, vampires often came to attack the castle." Diolot leaned on the chair, stretched his legs, and twisted his sore neck. "But none of the blood races have been seen."

"Maybe we'll see each other soon." Ronald gave him a look, and the two agreed. "They are just waiting for a good opportunity or someone to come." Then his eyes fell on Feng Wuyang. "How is Xiao Wu's progress?"

"It's just over." Feng Wuyang flipped through the book in his hand and made an excerpt in his notebook. "I'll send you to your study after dinner."

"Thank you." Ronald smiled at her, but the latter lowered his head and didn't pay attention to his expression.

"Speaking of dinner, I'm really hungry... have you started preparing dinner?" Diolot reached out and tapped on the armrest of the chair before standing up. “I miss the grilled cod from Provence with pan-fried foie gras and black currants. Last time your chef burned the fish, let him be more careful this time.”

"If you want to eat, you can tell yourself." Ronald said angrily. "And that dish is the one that Chef Samir is most proud of. You will make him cry when you say that."

"Then his eyes must have been smoked by the onion." Diolot deliberately twisted his waist and walked out the door, leaving him with a very funny back. "Next time suggest that he cut or block his nose in the water."

"...I still want to say that it would be better for you to meet him in person and tell him...coward." Ronald snorted softly and ignored him.

"Sometimes, don't you feel indigestion if you eat too much human food?" Feng Wuyang couldn't help but struggle. "Although I haven't seen any of you throw up in the bathroom after eating."

"It's just a little bit, within the acceptable range." Ronald replied with a smile while flipping through the book. "But you're right, you need to deal with the contents of your stomach every once in a while. This is the price you have to pay for wanting to try human food."

"Regular cleaning work?" Feng Wuyang thought for a while, and then showed an indescribably complicated expression. "Before the contents of the stomach all rot and mold?"

Ronald laughed and turned his head, his black eyes flickered with a wicked smile. "Yes, you are right."

"..." Feng Wuyang was stunned, then lowered her head and quickly flipped through the book. "Sure enough, drinking water is more convenient."

Ronald couldn't help laughing, and the expression on her face gradually became a little erratic when she saw her concentration.

"Little dance."

"What else?" Feng Wuyang didn't look up immediately.

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, she raised her head and looked at him with some doubts. When she touched the expression on his face, she quickly showed a clear expression.

"Ron, I want to talk to you tonight," she said softly.The tone of voice and address are the same as before.

But it's really that different.

--

After dinner, Feng Wuyang knocked on the door of Ronald's study with a thick stack of parchment.

"Please come in."

"Good night." Feng Wuyang entered the door and closed the door with his back, and put the parchment in his hand on Ronald's desk.

"This is all the records. According to what you said, they were written with three kinds of scrolls and ink, and I have already numbered them."

"Thank you." Ronald took it without looking at it, and then shook it lightly in his hand. The parchment burned from the inside outwards, lighting up black flames, and finally condensed into a star in the flames. Black unremarkable stone.

"Don't you need to check?"

"I believe in you." Ronald smiled, put the stone in his hand aside, then turned the chair towards the living room, and stretched out his hand to signal Feng Wuyang to sit down.

"Don't you still want to say something, sit down and talk slowly."

Feng Wuyang shook her head. "Actually, there is nothing to say. You don't need to sit down."

Ronald looked at her silently for a while, then lowered his head to look at his hands on his knees. "Maybe I already know what you want to say."

"Actually, you also want to say something to me." Feng Wuyang said softly. "Ron, I kind of know you."

Quietly folded hands clenched together. "I can't apologize..." He sighed weakly with a smile. "Because that's so unfair to you..."

"Actually," Feng Wuyang lowered his head and supported the back of the sofa, stroking the lines of the crocodile skin with his fingertips and said slowly, "This is not a betrayal... It can only be said that we all chose another life. "Closing her eyes, she replied affirmatively. "Yes, that's right, Ron, you and I were young at that time, but now we are all grown up." Growing up, there must be countless twists and changes, and they are the same.

"Although..." Ronald seemed to want to say something, but stopped and changed his tone, looking at her with a wry smile. "My persistence over the years has been canceled because of your words... It always makes me feel very sad." His voice was low and soft, with a kind of deceptive magnetism, Feng Wuyang was a little distracted, maybe This is really a terrible temptation caused by the characteristics of the blood race.

"What happened at the beginning... You may not want to look back, so I won't talk about them anymore. I may have already guessed your thoughts... Your attitude and reaction from the beginning. But is that really good, Xiao Wu, you You should understand that I hope to be with you, because you need someone to be by your side..."

"There are many ways to accompany you," Feng Wuyang looked down and studied the texture on the sofa, looking very focused. "Love can accompany, relatives can accompany, and friends can also accompany. You can do these easily, can't you, Ron, you have always been very good at playing various roles, and you can perform them perfectly."

"I can't bear such compliments." Ronald shook his head and sighed. "Maybe I should stand next to you with another identity, but that will always make me feel that I have done a bad job."

"You did a good job." Feng Wuyang finally raised his head and said to him. "You are fine, so I also hope that you can be with Diolot. Maybe it's really time. We haven't been together for too long, and we have become almost strangers, and Diolot has always been By your side. You should also continue to do this well."

Ronald took a deep look at her. Those crimson eyes looked extraordinarily beautiful and deep without the barrier of lenses at the moment. Star-like light shone in her pupils, pure without any impurities.There was an inspiring color in her eyes, but she remained calm and calm throughout. "……Why?"

Feng Wuyang paused, but did not answer immediately.The focus of her eyes was slightly dilated, and her thoughts flew to a night when she was dressed up, the moon was very round and bright in the sky, and a young man who was more beautiful than a woman sat next to her with his face propped on one hand, his eyes reflected The ripples and brightness of the moonlight, flickering, bubbling, full of bewitching softness and...

Deep sadness.

"...he... needs to fall in love with someone more than I do."

--

When Ronald pushed open the door of Diolot's room, he was focusing on wiping a crystal wine glass.

"It's just in time to come, have a drink with me." Seeing him coming in, Diolot raised the glass in his hand without any surprise, then put it on the bar, put down the soft cloth and turned to open the wine cabinet.

"Why are you suddenly interested in drinking?" Ronald walked up and stood outside the bar leaning on the marble countertop, looking at his thin back against the background of his pajamas and asked softly.

"I picked up a bottle when I went back to Gronsa. Today is the Millennium Day, and the taste is just right." Diolot smiled and took out a white crystal bottle from the wine cabinet. Dark liquid was faintly visible in the bottle. Shaking with his movements.

"Di Baiyue." Ronald said softly the name of the wine. "This wine should be drunk when the weather is good, but the moonlight is not very good tonight."

"Light is enough." After sobering up, Diolot carefully poured some into the crystal glass in front of Ronald. The liquid flowing out of the white bottle was completely black, but when the wine gathered in When it is in the glass, you can see silvery white ripples like light bands swimming freely like fish in the black liquor.

"The lines are very clear." Ronald held up the quilt and looked at the streaks in the wine that were as active as fireflies at night under the light. Those lines were as bright as the moonlight on a sunny day. Like a tail of small silver fish dancing happily in the black river water.

Diolot put the cork back, and then smiled to see him concentrating on measuring the wine glass. "I'm more familiar with the characteristics of Baiyue than you. Don't worry about it. Tonight is the best day for its precipitation. After tonight, if you want to taste it in the future, you will have to wait at least a long time."

Ronald took a sip of his wine and raised his eyebrows slightly. "Vanjo's wine is as domineering as its people." He put down his glass. "Delicious. But I believe that with this concentration, I might get drunk after another sip."

"It seems that your drinking capacity needs to be improved." Diolot took the glass and drank it down in one gulp, shaking the empty glass at him without changing his expression. "Only at this time do I believe that I am a member of the Ventrue."

"That's one of the alcoholic wines with the highest alcohol content in De Locas." Ronald sighed with emotion. "That sentence just now is really uncomfortable to listen to."

"Sorry, I won't take this as an example." Diolot shook the wine bottle in his hand. He really felt that it was not enough and it was unlikely to be "taken" from the Hui family in the future, so he put it back in the wine cabinet with some pity.