[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

Warlock ran forward desperately. He didn't know how long he ran in the dark, and he didn't know why he ran. He only knew that he had to run forward, even if his legs were almost unconscious.

His nostrils smelled of rancidity and blood, a smell he remembered deeply, and it was the smell of the guide when he and his parents visited the Middle East.

The Middle East, yes, he should visit the Middle East with his parents, but where is this?

Warlock's mind and sex were separated, and he stepped into the blood in a trance.The blood splashed on Warlock's face, and he licked it subconsciously. Instead of the disgusting feeling he imagined, it added strength to him. Warlock felt that he could still run for several days.

What's wrong?Warlock stepped on the air and fell, but he didn't hit the cold and hard ground. The blood-colored water wrapped him up, sapping his will a little bit.

There was a cloud of blood in front of Warlock's eyes. He should have struggled, but his body told him he needed to rest. This place was for him. When he woke up, it would be over and everything would be back to normal.

Warlock slowly closed his eyes, blood flooded his body, trying to completely wrap him in his arms.

Just when Volok fell into a deep sleep, a black sharp blade passed through the blood mist and grazed Volok's cheek, and the pain awakened Volok.

He looked in the direction where the sharp blade was flying, and there stood a man dressed in black and dressed in punk.

"Hey, Master Warlock, this is not the time to sleep."

Warlock immediately recognized the voice, which belonged to his nanny and teacher.He struggled to stand up from the blood, and walked towards Crowley. The blood flowed over his ankle, trying to hold him back, but in the end he retreated to the ground due to Crowley's strength.

"Mr. Harrison, what is this place? Why are you here?" Warlock was very confused. He subconsciously walked to Crowley for support. After all, he was only an 11-year-old child.

Crowley pushed his sunglasses, put his hand on Warlock's shoulder and said, "Call me Crowley, this is not the time to play 'why'."

Warlock nodded in disappointment, before he could say anything else, he felt strength from Crowley's hand pass through his shoulder, making him lose consciousness all of a sudden.

He fell into the darkness again, and he could hear someone calling his name anxiously.He tried to open his eyes again and again, and at the 28th test, he successfully opened his eyes and saw the anxious mother and the doctors and nurses around him.

"Mom," Warlock called, and was pulled into Harriet's arms.

"Thank God Warlock, you finally woke up. You don't know how much I worry about you." Harriet hugged Warlock tightly. When the family of three visited the Middle East, Warlock suddenly fell into a coma. She took her son back overnight. U.K.

Her husband, Dade, was on official business and couldn't come back with the two of them, so he could only ask about his son's status through cross-country phone calls every day. Hearing that Warlock woke up, Dade was relieved.

Warlock is very used to talking to his father in the video. I don’t know why this time it’s a phone call. Considering that his father has a job, it may be that the conditions there are not good. He licked his dry lips and said: “Father, I woke up .”

"Okay, okay, just wake up. Take a good rest these days and don't worry about anything. I will go back to see you immediately after the interview. The book you said before is already on the way. I will give you souvenirs from the Middle East. You take it back."

Dade was rambling on. This diplomat, who has always acted vigorously and rigorously, always seemed a little wordy when facing his wife and son.

After hanging up the communication, Warlock lay down with the help of doctors and nurses.Harriet held Warlock's hand tightly with one hand and refused to let go. Her eyes kept looking at Warlock, her eye circles were blue and black, and there were obvious fine lines at the end of her eyes.Apparently, Warlock's sudden coma left her with absolutely no time or energy to groom herself.

Warlock didn't take his hand back. He didn't like his mother's hug since he was in elementary school, and only children pestered his mother every day.But now seeing his mother's exhaustion, he was reluctant to take his hand away, Harriet's hand could give him strength.

"Mom, what happened?" Warlock asked tentatively.

Harriet looked at Warlock's pale face and sighed: "Terrorists have inquired about our itinerary, and you were knocked out by the aftershock of a stray bullet."

This was completely different from what Warlock remembered. He remembered that a stinky man snapped his fingers in front of him and he passed out. There was no terrorist attack at all, let alone stray bullets.

The phone in the ward suddenly came to mind. Harriet patted Warlock's hand and picked up the phone. After answering a few times, she put down the phone and looked at Warlock, "Your two teachers are here to see you."

Warlock blinked and smiled.He had two teachers who he also knew had been his nanny and gardener at home.

Because Dade Dowling is an official of the U.S. Department of Foreign Affairs, his family's service staff have special identities. He has known since he was a child that there are some things that should not be asked.It is likely that the babysitter and gardener turned into a teacher is the father's arrangement, and I just need to accept it obediently.

Aziraphale and Crowley came to the ward under the guidance of the agent. Crowley and Harriet looked at each other, and Harriet turned to the bed and leaned over to kiss Warlock's forehead: "I'll go out and talk to you. The doctor said something, you and the two teachers have a good chat for a while."

Warlock tried to grab Harriet's hand, but Harriet withdrew her hand firmly and walked out of the ward.Warlock clenched his hands and crumpled the sheets: "What did you do to Mom?"

Aziraphale saw that Warlock smiled helplessly towards himself and Crowley, and took a few steps forward to sit on the chair: "Warlock, we are not hostile."

Aziraphale looked relaxed now, but he and Crowley were going crazy before they entered the ward.Adam prevented the doomsday war, and everything was going in a good direction, but overnight, the whole world changed drastically, and the world went backwards from 2018 to 1988.

Aziraphale and Crowley searched the sky and the earth, and no third life realized that the world had changed.The two discussed it and decided to go with the flow, which was most likely another "unspeakable" miracle of God, until they found Warlock, the child they had been teaching for 11 years, in the gap between the roads to heaven and hell.

"Maybe we should introduce ourselves first, I'm the angel Aziraphale."

Crowley leaned against the wall with his arms around his chest. He didn't want to be here. Warlock was the failure of his many achievements.But when Aziraphale was coming, he had no choice but to follow, after all, they were close friends.

In the hint of Azirafeld's eyes, Crowley took off his sunglasses unwillingly, revealing golden vertical pupils, "Crowley, devil."

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As a nascent living planet, Statham was abandoned by the race he once sheltered.In a panic, he was accepted by Brainiac, and he had his first relative in the empty and empty universe.

Brainiac loved to bottle interesting cities in miniature, hence the name "The Collector of the World".After careful selection, Statham took a fancy to the earth and decided to choose a city from here to give to Brainiac as a gift in return for him.

——But why is there always someone stopping him from taking a city away!

Statham: I want to trade a city for a person.

Red Cape: Good boy, I'll accompany you to see Brainiac, and you return Gotham to Batman.