[Comprehensive British and American] vampires modern daily life

Strictly speaking, vampires are not afraid of the sun, but their diamond-like skin under the sun will reveal their identities. Therefore, vampires will only appear on cloudy days with light rain, or simply during the day. Volt night out.

In fact, Eunice doesn't like rain. She feels that after becoming a vampire, the most difficult thing to overcome is that she can only look at the sun through the window forever, apart from saying goodbye to the delicious food from all over the world.

Eunice used Google Maps on her mobile phone to search for the route from the apartment to the cemetery in advance. If she took the subway, it would take only [-] minutes. Metro, decided to take the most primitive method.

walk over.

She took a picture of the eaves in the rain, and then sent her first tweet. She doesn't have many fans. At present, the Pietro Maximov who is discussing literature topics with her, she just treats it as herself spoken.

"Walk to the Green Cemetery in the rain."

Vampires have endless physical strength and will never feel tired. She can run a human's three-hour journey in a few minutes, but in the bustling urban area of ​​Brooklyn, she thinks it's better to keep a low profile and decide to spend I walked there in an hour and a half, and bought an umbrella at the convenience store downstairs.

Because her prostitution hadn't been settled yet, Steve gave her his own card, saying that he didn't have much money to spend, but Eunice knew that this blonde, blue-eyed, sexy-looking but in fact A very serious man at heart who blames himself for smashing her grave and has decided to take care of her dutifully until she can live on her own.

Money is a good thing, so Eunice accepted his email and online payment account without any objection.

When she swiped her card to buy an umbrella, she signed the name of Steve Rogers in chic cursive characters. The cashier at the convenience store looked a little weird. She looked at her signature, then at her, and finally couldn't help it. Asked: "Miss, did you just move here?"

"Yes." Eunice put the signature pen aside, thinking that it was much easier to use than a quill.

"Steve Rogers is..."

"Captain America." Eunice said indifferently, and withdrew the gun.

"Uh..." The cashier nodded, returned the gun to her, then thought for a while, and said, "Brooklyn is not very peaceful these two days, several beautiful girls have been killed, miss Be careful when you go out."

Eunice also saw the news about the recent murder of a single woman when she checked Twitter, but as New York’s largest and most populous district, it’s surprising that some unbelievable things would happen every two days in Brooklyn No wonder, the only thing that is topical is that these murdered women are all black-haired, amber-eyed, and beautiful.

Amber-eyed people are uncommon, so there is a lot of discussion on Twitter, and everyone is speculating whether it is a serial killer who was brutally dumped by a black-haired amber-eyed girl and revenged society after being emotionally hurt.

Eunice smiled at the cashier: "Thank you for the reminder, but I don't think my luck is so bad."

She put away the diapers, took the newly bought umbrella and walked to the door of the convenience store, opened the umbrella, and stepped into the rain.

The last time Eunice saw her own grave was 3000 years ago, but there was no cemetery with such a beautiful scenery in the Morea Peninsula 3000 years ago, and the Spartans were so careless even in building their own houses, let alone build one for her. It's almost time for the cemetery, and when she saw that she still had a tombstone, she was almost moved to tears.

It was early in the morning when Eunice was pried out by Steve's shield. Although her eyesight was excellent and she could see in the dark, the cemetery at night was different from the cemetery during the day, and at that time Her whole attention was absorbed by Steve, and she had no time to see what the place where she was buried looked like.

After all, even a vampire would be surprised when he should be surprised when he suddenly opened his eyes and saw a person in a blue tights when he thought he was dead.

If the green shade cemetery during the day gets rid of the gray and white stone tablets, it will not look like a cemetery, but like a park. The green everywhere is dyed greener by the light rain. Different, feeling a little heavy, but also a little solemn, the pond among the green trees and green grass was knocked out by the raindrops to create dense ripples, as if the water mist was also released, and it was hazy.

Because of the rain, there were not as many people who came to worship at the Green Shade Cemetery as the Google Travel Guide said. People who only occasionally walked through the woods in twos and threes would unconsciously look at Eunice more often when they saw her. Stay for a while.

Eunice walked around the cemetery for a while following the path she remembered, before finally finding her own grave.

This tombstone is much more magnificent than it was 3000 years ago. She once again disliked the Spartan architectural level in her heart, and then her eyes froze when she saw a three-dimensional head sculpture above the tombstone.

This head sculpture with hard contours and rough features is looking at her with its own deep eyes.

Eunice: "..."

She rubbed her forehead.

She took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the sculpture. As soon as the shutter sounded, she heard a voice behind her saying, "Do you also think the statue of Eunice is beautiful?"

She shook her hand, and the photo was blurred. When she turned her head, she saw a thin young man holding a black umbrella. He had messy ginger hair and an ordinary appearance. At best, he was handsome. Carrying a drawing board.

Eunice looked at him, then at the head sculpture behind her, and asked, "Are you serious?"

"Seriously." The young man nodded vigorously, "The only portrait of Eunice that has been handed down to this day is the work of the great painter Mr. Francis Madison. He was already terminally ill at the time, but he held his breath and finished the painting. Portrait. Later, Eunice’s grave was moved to the Green Shade Cemetery, and his son, the sculptor Mr. Robert Madison, used marble to complete this head sculpture based on that portrait.”

Eunice: "..."

She didn't know the father and son surnamed Madison at all. It was not enough to leave her a portrait to last forever, but also to have a sculpture on her tombstone. What kind of enmity is that?

If she had known that she had been lying under this statue for more than a hundred years, she would have crawled out of the ground long ago without Steve knocking on the shield.

The young man continued: "The Avengers destroyed Eunice's tomb two days ago. Fortunately, the damage was not serious, and the cemetery management quickly repaired it."

Eunice nodded. The big hole behind the tombstone, which was originally smashed by Steve's shield, has been filled in and covered with new turf. There are several bouquets of yellow and white roses in front of the tombstone, supported by petals. Thin raindrops, a little trembling.

The young man looked at the flowers along her line of sight, and said, "It should be given when the book fans came to pay their respects after the accident."

"Book fans?"

"Yes." The young man said with a smile, "Eunice has a lot of book fans. Although there are always middle school students complaining about being forced to recite excerpts of her articles by the teacher, her articles are very popular. After all, she is the first to write a touching book. writer of romances for thousands of years."

Eunice smiled and shook her head. She did not expect that the foot-bound diary she wrote in wasted time would actually become a "romantic story that lingers for thousands of years" in other people's mouths.

"Miss." Young took the umbrella in another hand, removed the drawing board hanging from his shoulder, and asked, "Can I draw a portrait for you?"

Eunice smiled, then refused: "No."

"I'm very good at drawing." The young man emphasized, "My whole family learns to draw, and I'm still a student at the Academy of Fine Arts at Imperial State University..."

"No, I'm not doubting your professional ability, it's just..." Eunice wanted to touch her nose when she was embarrassed, but she always cherished her image in front of strangers, so she only changed the arc of her mouth again. Increase the curvature a little bit, and try to make your smile more kind, "I already have shadows when others draw portraits of me."

She pretended to look at the sky, and said it was getting late, so she held up her umbrella, and before the young man could say anything else, she waved to him, walked down the granite steps in front of the tombstone, and turned to the other side. A cobblestone road.

In the meantime, she turned her head slightly, only to see the young man holding an umbrella in one hand and holding a drawing board in the other, looking at the sculpture above the tombstone, wondering what he was thinking.

Eunice turned her head back again, completely hiding her figure in the misty rain and mist.

In fact, she is not lying, thanks to Madison and his son, she already has a shadow of others painting her portrait, but there is another more important reason for rejecting the young man's request.

She smelled a faint smell of blood from this young man. She hadn't eaten since she drank the blood of a lamb in the back kitchen of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier three days ago, although she wanted to show off It is a model of elegant dining, but it is still a bit uncomfortable to smell human blood after being hungry for a long time.

If he had agreed to the young man's invitation, let alone sitting there for him to paint for two hours, another 10 or [-] minutes, and there would be one more mummy in the green cemetery.

Eunice walked to the gate of the cemetery, sighed, found a place under the eaves, took out her mobile phone, and was about to search Google Maps for the route from the green cemetery to the Stark Group, during which time she tweeted Tet, seeing Pietro commenting on her first tweet, smugly remarked that it was only a blink of an eye to run from home to the green cemetery.

Eunice replied with a smile: "Tell me, under which headstone in the cemetery you live."

She was still a little slow typing on her mobile phone. While typing, she listened to the whispers of a few people who came to worship with flowers at the gate of the cemetery, and the people who spoke were very quiet, but her hearing was as amazing as her eyesight. The little girl whispered clearly.

"Did you see it just now?"

"See what?"

"That's the ones! The ones in black suits! They're so pretty!"

"Now I can only see the back, but the back is also very handsome."

"It's just a pity. Those few people are very good-looking. The man at the head is even more so. He is tall and elegant with black hair and black eyes. How strange to come to the cemetery with a bouquet of red roses..."

After the reply was written and sent, Eunice looked up and saw two young girls pointing at the gate of the cemetery, with mysterious smiles on their faces.

She looked in the direction the girl pointed, and saw several people in black suits turning their backs to her on the path in the cemetery, turning into the woods with long legs.

The girl before described the faces of these people as miraculous, but even if she was a vampire with amazing eyesight, she could only see the tall and well-proportioned backs of each one. The person in front turned sideways slightly, and the dainty and eye-catching red roses in his arms jumped over the dark cloth on his body and broke into her eyes.

She just froze for a moment, then saw his smooth black straight hair hanging on his shoulders, and his delicate side face that seemed to be carefully carved.He stared ahead, pursed his lips, his eyes were as black as ink, but they seemed to be burned by fire, the blackness gradually receded, revealing a redness like a raging fire.

As if he had sensed something, he stopped abruptly, and looked towards the entrance of the cemetery, but there was light rain, and there was nothing at the entrance of the cemetery except for two girls staring at him and smiling.

"Ah Luo?" The blond girl following behind him asked suspiciously.

He turned his head and looked into the depths of the secluded forest.

"It's nothing, let's go." He said briefly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his tone was soft, his voice was as gentle as the surface of water waiting for the breeze to pass by with a slight heat in spring.

Eunice stepped out of the darkness, looking at the stone-paved road where no one was there.

Across the light rain in early winter in Brooklyn, it seems that you can touch the hot summer wind of the Morea Peninsula with your hand.

The author has something to say:

The younger brother showed a side face!

Here Eunice has to use her own ability.

By the way, Eunice already has a nickname, what the hell is shredded squid 23333

This is pseudo inverse orthopedics _(:з」∠)_