I didn't know you were such a vampire

All things are false, all things are permitted.

Qiao Ya chewed these words, wrapped in a thin blanket, curled up next to the fire by the small river and fell into a deep sleep. She didn't sleep very well, and she could still hear the firewood burning, and the The voices of Kado and Ezio talking in low voices.

These small sounds are like pieces of bricks and tiles, constructing her illusory dream.

She dreamed that she was walking on the flat stone road in Florence more than ten years ago. It was evening, and the setting sun in the west stretched the shadow of the building extremely long. The lyre was playing by the bridge, and the girls were still walking lightly along the Arno River in brightly colored skirts, while the teenagers gathered in twos and threes, bluffing and running from this end of the street to that end.

She also saw Ricardo, Ezio, and Ezio's brother Federico, jumping on the roofs on both sides of the street. The three teenagers' foreheads were covered with beads of sweat, but their faces were filled with extremely excited smiles. They were competing to see who could climb the dome of Santa Maria del Fiore first.

Qiao Ya saw it eagerly. She threw off the high platform shoes on her feet, tore off the skirt that was too long, her ankles were bare, her feet gathered strength, she ran forward, climbed up the wall with one foot, and climbed up a house on the side of the street. Using his strength, he used cat pounce to climb up to the window sill on the second floor of the house, and then climbed up to the roof neatly.

Pedestrians on the street saw a blond girl in a long skirt climbed up to the roof and ran with the three teenagers who often went to the roof tiles. They all stopped and looked up.

She didn't care about her naked feet, nor did she care about the skirt that was in the way. She flew over all obstacles recklessly, and the red skirt flew up in mid-air, like a paintbrush depicting the sunset in the sky.

Cat pounce, cat counterattack, King Kong jump, Dafei rolls to the ground, and falls to the ground at the feet of pedestrians coming and going, then stands up, supports the wall with one hand, completes a wall turn, climbs up the wall again, and climbs over the outer wall , Climb up to the roof.

She has done these movements thousands of times in her previous life. When she first started learning, she was like a toddler. I had a fractured clavicle when I was studying bricks, and my right arm was broken when I was studying wall tiles, and my arm was hung on my chest with a plaster cast for more than a month, so that I couldn't take the final exam of the current period.

Everyone is saying that parkour shouldn't be a girl's sport.

But only her parents patted her on the shoulder and said, "If Joya likes it, just do it."

Like it?

I love so much.

This is not the Orsini Palace, which is worried that someone will find it at any time, nor the cramped Totti mansion, here is the complete Florence.

Just like a goshawk that has been in the cage for a long time, as soon as it comes out of the cage, it flaps its wings with all its strength.

Through this run, the memories of her previous life gradually synchronized with this slightly immature body. She even forgot that she was competing with three teenagers, but devoted herself to it until she boarded the Santa Maria del Fiore. The dome of the cathedral, half-squatting on the dome, overlooks Florence in the sunset.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, her cheeks were flushed, and her heart, which had reached its limit, was beating violently. She could even hear the beating sound of the heart from inside her body, like a drum being beaten by a heavy hammer, making her whole body involuntarily shuddered.

The sun left only half of its face in the sky, and the blood-stained sunset adorned this beautiful city. In the sky of more than 100 years, she couldn't hear the people standing under her feet talking, and couldn't see their astonishment. She stood on the edge of the dome, and the wind made her skirt flutter.

She opened her arms, like a goshawk spreading its wings, facing the wind, and jumped down from the dome.

At this time, she knew what Ezio said, what kind of feeling it was to face the impact of the wind and speed.

And before she landed, she heard a deep voice in the howling wind: "I won't let you die."

She froze for a moment, and then saw a pair of beautifully shaped hands hugging her waist from behind her, and in an instant, her back touched a cold and hard body, she turned her head back with some difficulty, She saw a pale and extremely handsome face pressed against her ear.

His brows are lowered, causing unreasonable strong hostility between his brows and eyes, but the contours of his face and facial features are perfect and holy, just like the angel on the canvas in the painting, he has a pair of ruby ​​eyes that are different from ordinary people The eyes, but the pupils are as clear as water, so that Qiao Ya can see her reflection in his pupils at a glance.

"I won't let you die."

He said something again, but this time, Qiao Ya saw the sharp fangs in his mouth.

When Qiao Ya woke up, there was no longer a bubbling river and a quietly burning fire beside her. She turned her head slightly, and saw the bedpost carved with Artemis's hunting figure beside her, and recognized it. This is his own room in Totti's mansion.

The sun shines through the window, casting gleaming light on her desk and the floor. Through the window, she can still hear the voices of passers-by with a strong Tuscan accent, and the carriages rolling over the stone slabs. The sound of the road.

The whole city is in full swing, and it seems that it is time for midday prayers.

She took a hand from under the quilt and touched the side of her neck.

One piece smooth.

It was as if the vampire who lay on her body and bit her neck to suck blood, the story Ricardo and Ezio told by the fire, and Caius who spoke in her ear with a calm voice were all the things she climbed up to. The Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore is part of this dream.

She sighed, lifted the quilt, and found that she was still wearing the crumpled and dirty youth outfit. Looking down, she could still see a very fine bloodstain on the collar of the shirt.

It seems that everything before was not a dream.

Presumably after she fell asleep by the fire, the two middle-aged men, Ricardo and Ezio, saw that it was almost dawn, and Qiao Ya had almost recovered, so they took advantage of the time when people were sleeping the most. She returned to the Totti mansion.Since the two middle-aged men were too embarrassed to change the little girl's clothes, they simply stuffed her dirty under the quilt.

Qiao Ya tapped her head, she couldn't believe that she fell into such a deep sleep, and she didn't even wake up when two men took her to Jiewa.

She jumped off the bed, quickly changed back to the skirt she usually wore, then straightened her expression, and opened the door.

The sun filled the entire atrium of Totti's mansion, and the sound of the fountain's water falling into the water was extremely crisp and pleasant.

Arturo and Sirio are sawing wood in the courtyard, saying that they want to make a more comfortable chair for Madame Martina. Lisa is wearing an apron and preparing to go into the kitchen to prepare lunch for the whole family. The clamor of the last ax was louder than the clamor of street vendors.

Qiao Ya listened to these noises, lying on the railing of the corridor on the second floor, and smiled silently.

At this time, there were a few light footsteps beside her, she turned her head and saw Ma Ke holding a thick book.He stared at Qiao Ya helplessly, struggled for a long time, and said, "Sister, sister...Your complexion is so bad...Like mom, mom..."

Qiao Ya reached out and touched her cheek, thinking that the vampire had sucked too much blood last night, so that she was pale now, and she forced a big smile on her face to Ma Ke : "Then it looks like my sister is going to learn how to make up."

The three boys and girls in Totti's mansion were all surprised that Qiao Ya, who was already full of energy in the early morning, woke up so late on this sunny day, and her face was pale, and even her lips were bloodless.The three of them were all worried about whether Qiao Ya had contracted some disease, and they all said that they would ask Grandma Elisa to come and treat Qiao Ya later.

Qiao Ya waved her hands in a hurry: "No, no, it's just that I slept too much and got a little dizzy." She said, rubbing Ma Ke's hair, and began to shake the pot, "It's all because Ma Ke didn't sleep early today. Come wake me up."

Ma Ke blinked his eyes, but did not refute, and even guilt appeared in his eyes.

Qiao Ya smiled guiltyly.

"However, it's strange that the little boy from the Medici's family hasn't come to give a message yet." Arturo frowned and said, "The sun is so beautiful today, should Ms. Qiao Ya go to an event or read a book at home? Just waiting for a message from Mr. Medici."

Syrio also echoed: "That's right, the waiter used to come early in the morning, and now it's almost time for noon prayer..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone heard a knock on the door. Lisa, who was coming out of the kitchen with a plate, said, "Let me open the door." After saying that, she walked straight to the entrance of the door.

Arturo smiled and poked Sirio's shoulder with his elbow: "Look, Lisa passed by as soon as she heard the knock on the door."

Syrio rolled his eyes and slapped Arturo hard on the back of the head with his hand: "Miss your Monica."

Joya sat firmly on the dining table with Marco, listening to the two teenagers playing tricks here, and was laughing when she suddenly heard a crisp sound from the entrance of the door, like a pottery plate being smashed into pieces sound.

Arturo and Sirio looked at each other, and rushed over immediately. Joya was worried that something might happen to Lisa, so she got up immediately and rushed towards the entrance, only to see the painted pottery plate from Venice in Lisa's hand. Her feet fell casually, and she stood at the door, her movements stiff, like a character in a picture where the pause button was pressed.

And the young manservant of the Medici family, whom the Totti family is very familiar with, stood in front of Lisa, his eyes were red, and there were clearly visible tears on his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Lord Piero's club activities are canceled today, and...cancelled indefinitely..." The boy said hoarsely, "Lord Lord... passed away."