[Comprehensive British and American] Group rearing of endangered species

In the spring of 1942, seagulls flew above the harbor and cruise ships belched white mist.

A port near New York in the United States is very lively. Most of the guests who got off the cruise ship were well-dressed, chatting and laughing softly with each other.

Olivia walked down the steps with Lester and Louis, looking curiously at this strange country.

This year, she is at the most youthful and beautiful age, even wearing a lady's dark long windbreaker and long skirt, she still reveals her youthful vitality everywhere.

"Follow me, Olivia," Lester said.

Olivia, who was watching curiously behind, took a few small steps and reached out to grab the man's arm.

When the three of them left the port, there was already a black car waiting outside, and the driver drove them to a single-family villa that Leicester bought in New York.

It is the first time for Olivia to come to a country other than Europe, so she is full of curiosity about everything.

"We will spend the next few years in the United States. Regardless of the war, it should not affect this place, and it will be safe here." Lester put his coat on the back of the chair, and he looked at Olivia, Said softly, "Do you like it here, Olivia? Your bedroom is up there."

In fact, Olivia doesn't pay much attention to things like war or not. Lester and Louis protect her very well. Poverty, war, illness and other things don't seem to appear in her world.

"I'll go upstairs and have a look!" Olivia said happily.

She ran up the stairs holding on to the handrail, light as a bird.

"Look at her." With the back of his hand resting on his waist, Lester looked up at the upstairs, and then said to Louis with satisfaction, "Although the house is small, she seems to like it very much."

Although the two-storey villa is no longer considered 'small', it is indeed much smaller in comparison to the people who live in the vampire's castle.

Louis sat on the chair, and he was flipping through a book, which recorded their identities this time.

"Humans live in the villa next to us." He closed the book and looked at Lester. "In order to prevent them from seeing the clues, we'd better find something to do during the day."

"I don't want to go out during the day!" Lester protested.

Although the goblin's magic potion saved the vampires from the threat of being scorched by the sun, Lestat still didn't like going out during the day.

Just as Louis was about to say something, the sound of the door being opened came from upstairs, and the two men raised their heads together.

"Do you like the bedroom, honey?" Lestat asked.

"I like it." The girl's clear and pleasant voice came from upstairs, "When will my clothes arrive, Dad?"

"About another week," Louie said. "You can go to the store and get some if you want."

"Really?" Olivia took a few steps down, she said in surprise on the steps.

"I know you want to go out alone, but it's better after a month, when we're all familiar with the area," Louie said.

A month is a long time, but Olivia is willing to wait.She rarely has the opportunity to go out alone, and she hardly gets along with humans. Although she is still a human being, the place where she lived was too far away from the human city, so she has no experience in this area.

There are vampires in New York too, and there's even a help union among the vampires.

Leicester and Louis forged their identities as brothers from England, engaged in maritime logistics business, and currently want to invest in real estate in the United States.

And Olivia's identity can only be said to be the daughter of one of the brothers. When the neighbor next door came to give a welcome gift, Lester picked the right time to say that she was his daughter, and Louis could only stare at him.

A month later, Olivia finally became familiar with the area she was in, and Lester and Louis agreed to let her go out to play during the day.

Even though New York looks a bit bleak, Olivia is happy to live here.

She strolls around here and there every day, full of curiosity about everything in the United States.

On this day, Lester gave her a car, and now Olivia can wander further afield.

One day a week later, Olivia was walking in a park in New York, and saw a man sitting on a bench from a distance, with a drawing board and a board in front of him, as if he was charging for portraits .

However, the pedestrians were in a hurry, and no one stayed by his side.

……

Steve Rogers sat on a bench, staring at his drawing board in a daze.

He was working in a restaurant yesterday, and the restaurant broke the contract because it hired more suitable employees, and it drove him away after checking out early.

Now that he is in depression, it is even more difficult for a person like him who is weak and sick and unable to do heavy work to find a job.

After much deliberation, Steve decided to clip his drawing board and try to make money from drawing in a crowded place, but the results were minimal, and no one even asked for two days.Everyone just passed by in a hurry.

Steve was in a daze, wondering where to look for a job next.

"excuse me?"

At this moment, a clear and moving voice sounded, Steve's thoughts were still in other directions, he raised his head a little confused, but saw a young and beautiful girl standing in front of him, she was wearing a fashionable new dress She had a woolen coat, a beret on top of her head, long dark hair draped over her shoulders, and fair and smooth skin. She looked like a girl from a wealthy family.

Steve sat up quickly. "Hi," he said.He thought she was asking for directions, so he asked again, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Are you a painter?" Olivia asked curiously.

"Uh... Actually, I'm not considered a painter, I just know a little bit."

Steve scratched his head, a little embarrassed because it's rare for a girl to initiate a conversation with him, especially one this pretty.He could not help but smile as he watched her emerald eyes sparkle with curiosity as she surveyed his canvas.

"Would you like me to draw a portrait of you, miss?"

"Of course." Clutching her bag, Olivia naturally sat on the chair prepared by Steve, "How much does it cost to draw a portrait?"

"No money." Steve said subconsciously.

He was a little bit sore, this was his first business in the past two days.But the eyes of this strange girl are so pure, she makes people feel very comfortable, which makes Steve feel better, and he is indeed willing to draw a picture of her for free.

Steve has been discriminated against over the years because of his weak body, and some people even didn't know it when they discriminated against him.Although Steve didn't care, the girl looked at him with such a friendly look, without any haze, and this kind of friendliness still made him happy.

"Listen to your accent, isn't it American?" Steve asked while drawing.

Steve didn't feel anything special when she was standing just now.But when Olivia sat down, her demeanor and posture revealed a kind of elegance cultivated in a long-term good living environment.

She seemed to be just sitting there casually, so pleasing to the eye and beautiful, as if she also made Steve's cheap folding chair look unaffordable by the way.

"Yes, I'm British." Olivia said according to their current disguised identities, "My father and uncle brought me to the United States to do business—you know, they do business, and I'm just here for fun."

Steve expected Olivia's family to be wealthy, so he wasn't surprised.

"There are actually many interesting places in New York, have you been to them all?" Steve asked.He told Olivia a few interesting things, and sure enough, her eyes lit up.

"I don't know any of this." She complained softly, "I just drive around foolishly on the road every day."

Steve couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth.He thought Olivia was cute.

You know, most of the people he comes into contact with are not cute, they are either grumpy because they are tired of running around for a living, or they are some difficult customers who have money and just point fingers.It is very difficult for him to come across a higher class, so this is the first time he has met a girl like Olivia who looks rich, well-educated, and somewhat innocent.

"I can write down these addresses for you later," Steve said. "You can ask your family to drive you there—I mean, I'm afraid you'll get lost by yourself."

The two chatted for a while, and had a good time.

In fact, Steve is not a person who likes to talk to the opposite sex too much. In fact, it is also because no girl wants to talk to him at all.But Olivia is different. She is very friendly and sincere, and has a high emotional intelligence. Steve chatted with her for 10 minutes without knowing it, which almost caught up with the sum of his conversations with the opposite sex in a month.

"It's done," Steve said.

Olivia leaned over with great interest, her long dark hair fluttered in front of Steve because of her movement, Steve's nose smelled a girl's unique fragrance, which made his throat move , even more embarrassing.

Fortunately, Olivia stood up quickly, and she praised, "You draw really well, you are very clever in painting."

"Thank you for the compliment." Steve cleared his throat and said calmly.

Then, he wrote a note to Olivia and gave her some interesting addresses.

Although Olivia wanted to pay, Steve didn't accept it in the end, and he insisted on giving her the painting.

Even if it was to thank her for her kindness.Steve thought to himself.

He knew very well that they were people from two worlds, but life was really too difficult, like a deserted and low cloud over New York.He always couldn't help thinking of that girl, she was so well protected, and there was a cleanness and purity in her body that had never suffered.

Steve couldn't resist visiting the park for the next week, but he never saw the girl again.And he only knew her first name.

Another month passed, and Steve rarely thought of her.His body is weak, so he has to use more energy to work, and he has to work hard to fight against his weak and sick body.

By chance, Steve got a job in a high-end event exhibition. He was responsible for passing pastries and drinks in the kitchen and in front, but he would pass the plate to the waiter, and the waiter would shuttle among the guests, giving They serve.

Steve didn't get hall waiter status because of image issues, but he was very satisfied, earning a lot even though passing food required him to run through the corridors at top speed.

At six o'clock in the evening, the event exhibition began.The guests in tuxedos entered the venue one by one, and Steve had no time to see these rich and expensive guests, he was busy running around in the long 100-meter corridor.

"Those rich people get their money from exploiting us, but they are enjoying the dinner while we have to be busy with the kitchen. It's really unfair." In the kitchen, a handyman complained. , he looked at Steve who was running back and forth, and said angrily, "Hey, little man, why are you so serious? The money has already been settled, and it's the same if you do more or less."

"Five glasses of champagne up front, thank you." Steve ignored the man, and he said to the waiter who prepared the wine in the back kitchen.

"What a solid-eyed idiot," the man muttered as Steve walked away with the tray.

Steve quickly came to the edge of the hall with the tray, and he handed the wine to the waiter, panting.

At this moment, the moment he looked up, Steve froze.

He saw a handsome man with long blond hair tied behind his head coming in from the door, and the female companion with his arms around him was Olivia.Her long, flowing hair hung down her back, and her well-cut dress flowed down the curve of her waist.

If the Olivia he met last time was pure, sunny and warm, then the girl in front of him seemed so distant.

She and her father had good looks, coupled with elegant and indifferent demeanor, as if this was not an ordinary upper-class gathering, but two aristocrats came to attend the wedding, "there is a kind of European humanism. 'Steve heard two American guests talking not far away.

Apparently, the other guests at the party were also interested in them.Not long after the two walked in, they were surrounded by other people who came up to talk.

When Steve turned back to deliver things back and forth again, he saw that Olivia, who was by the man's side, had left their discussion circle. She stood by the buffet table and looked down at the delicate little cakes.

Steve stood on the edge, a little hesitant to say hello.But what if she had forgotten him?And the girl who seemed a little strange today also made him hesitate.

At this moment, Olivia raised her head and saw Steve in the distance.Steve didn't react, and the surprised girl smiled at him in surprise, this time it was the Olivia that Steve was familiar with.

She waved to him in a small arc, then quietly pointed to Lester who was not far away, and then put her index finger to her lips.

Steve saw what she meant, don't let her father know about it.

He raised the corner of his mouth and nodded, then continued back to the corridor.

After another half an hour, the exhibition went to the next stage. The guests gathered together, ready to watch the host speak, and the waiters could also take a break.

In the chaos, Steve, who stayed in the corner, saw Olivia walking towards him quickly.

"Is there any secluded place here?" Olivia complained softly as soon as she came over, "I really can't stand this party, let's sneak away while they are not paying attention."

"Have."

Steve waved at her, and the two slipped away quietly in the main hall. Steve led her to a corridor and a door, and pushed the door in. Inside was a private room covered with a tablecloth that was not in use.

When the door was closed, the hustle and bustle outside also disappeared, and the house suddenly became a little quiet.

"This place is so good, I just need to be quiet and quiet," Olivia said.She looked at Steve, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Then, without waiting for an answer, he took out two loaves of bread as if by magic.

"One for each of us," she decided cheerfully.

So, the two cats sat behind the table and ate bread together.

"I'm sorry, Steve. The situation was special just now. My dad is a bit controlling. If he knew that I had made a male friend, he would definitely not let me go out." Olivia explained.

"It's okay," Steve said, "I don't give a damn about it. I'm just surprised—you still remember me."

"How could I not remember?" The young girl pinched the bread, and she looked at him with a smile in her green eyes, "You are the funniest American I have ever seen."

"You actually only talked to me so much." Steve complained.

"That's right." Olivia said indifferently, "But I guess there must be very few people as talented as you. In short, I will give you the most interesting inside story of the title in advance."

Steve eats the bread, he's in a daze.

Last month, he couldn't even find a dance partner at a social event, but now he's eating bread with a rich girl in a corner. This world is simply too unreal.

Steve would love to ask her out again.

He's not a very coy person, although it's certainly a bit embarrassing.Moreover, even if this is done, there may be no results... He and she are people from two worlds.

But Steve is not a person who backs down easily, he still fought for himself and said, "Would you like to come out with me next time?"

"Of course." Olivia said after eating the last bite of bread, "but I can't let my father know."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.