The Blood Hourglass

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"Ah," he sat up and shook his groggy head, which didn't seem to work, so he patted his head vigorously with his hand, "what's wrong with me, where is this?"

"A room," said the black figure standing in front of the window sill with him behind his back.

"You, it's you." At this time, Byrne finally came to his senses, and everything that happened to him before flashed through his mind, so he shouted excitedly.

"Who am I, do you know?" Sombra didn't turn around or move, just asked in a mocking tone.

"Thousand-year old demon," these four words flashed in Bourne's mind, and he couldn't help but utter it directly. He only found out that it was wrong when he said it, and then quickly changed his words, "No, no, it's senior."

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Senior, what an appropriate name." The dark shadow turned around and approached Berne step by step, and the terrifying laughter was getting closer and closer, hitting his ears. It also stimulated his heart, although it still no longer has the ups and downs of life.

"Thank you, thank you for saving me!" Bourne stammered as he watched the closer figure, but his body moved back involuntarily to the corner of the wall.

"Then how do you repay me?" Seeing Bourne curled up in the corner, trembling slightly, the dark shadow also stopped and no longer approached.

"You, what do you want." Byrne asked stupidly while looking at the pair of green eyes.

"You!" a terrifying voice replied.

"Yes, want me, what do you want me to do?" Byrne's voice began to tremble. At first he was just a little scared of her, but now it is simply scared. Facing a vampire over 1,500 years old is an experience he has never had before. Byrne is Ancilla. He has been observing the precepts for more than 60 years in the secret party, although he is still relatively Young, but because of his considerable ability, he received the attention of the elders, and sometimes he could chat with the elders, but among the elders he knew, the oldest was only a thousand years old. Now the person facing him and talking to him is more than five hundred years older than the oldest elder. This is a number that he still can't imagine. Because of the unknown, he is afraid of it. That is natural.

"Play with me." The voice replied, followed by a long series of "hahaha" laughter.

"Play, what to play?" Byrne was stunned. He never thought it would be such a request. A vampire over 1,500 years old actually asked him to play with him. Is there anything else to play with between them? ? He really couldn't figure it out.

"I don't know yet, but you can also make some suggestions, as long as it's fun." She smiled and said, "Yes, call me Lisa." She approached Bourne and stretched out her hand as if to pull him. stand up.

"You, what do you want to do?" Byrne did not understand her meaning at all, screaming in surprise.

"How long do you want to stay here? It's been a day and a night since last night, you are not tired, I can't stand it anymore." Then, she didn't give Berne a second to think, and took him off the ground. Pulled up.

"..." Byrne opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. He didn't know if he was afraid, or the time was too short. He stood there staring at Lisa blankly, without saying a word.

"What's the matter, am I really that scary?" Lisa said with a smile, but the laughter at this time was no longer so scary. It seemed to be speaking to a child, looking gentle and peaceful, amiable.

"No, it's not." Byrne replied, strangely, now he suddenly felt warm in his heart. The whole body was as cold as snow for decades, and disappeared without a trace with that question. It's like returning to my mother's arms, warm and comfortable.

"That said, are you okay?" Lisa hurriedly asked when he saw that Burn was froze there.

"No, no" Byrne lowered his head, he was laughing. He hasn't laughed for a long time. Since his only relative, his mother, left him, he hasn't laughed again. He doesn't want to laugh, but he can't laugh again. , But now, now Lisa lets him find his smile, the warmth, and the feeling of relatives.

"Then let's go, I'm thirsty." Lisa said as he took Berne out of the dark room. The outside was the same black, but everything in the darkness that they saw with their eyes was beautiful.

Byrne did not resist, and allowed Lisa to drag him out. He didn't know where he was going, he didn't want to know, he only knew that he wanted to be with Lisa, and he didn't want to leave the kind of warmth that a relative had. Emotion is such a peculiar thing, whether it is between people, or between vampires and vampires, as long as it exists, it will have extremely powerful power. For them now, the emotion between them makes Lisa no longer scary, but so kind, just like relatives. So he decided that he would not leave her no matter what happened in the future, he would accompany her, play with her, laugh together, and find what they had lost together.

Immediately, two dark figures were left under the boundless moonlight, and they were gradually submerged into the hazy night.

A very ordinary home in the city, staged another warmth.

"It's dark, why isn't my brother coming back?" In the living room, Xiaoya was worried while eating potato chips.

"Maybe there is a job!" Sister Lan replied while drinking tea.

"But isn't it a day off today?" Xiaoya was puzzled.

"That's right, he usually stayed with you at home on Sundays!" Sister Lan was also a little confused, and took another sip. The tea is a bit bitter, but when you get used to it, you will find it a bit fragrant.

"Let's make a call to brother!" Xiaoya put down the potato chips in her hand and grabbed the phone. Seeing that Sister Lan, who was sitting on the side, approached, Xiaoya put down the receiver and pressed the hands-free button.

"Hello, hello, I'm Junyu." Xiaoyu's magnetic voice came from the other party.

"Brother, it's me, I'm Xiao Yaai" said a sunny voice.

"Xiaoya, it's you, what happened to you specifically calling?" Xiaoyu hurriedly asked. Generally speaking, Xiaoya rarely calls his brother unless there is something big that she can't solve by herself.

"No, it's just that my cousin and I are a little worried when you go out early in the morning and still haven't come home." Xiaoya explained. This is family. No matter where you are, as long as there is a family member, you will not feel lonely, because you know that in a certain place, there is a family member who cares about you and misses you.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this. I'm fine. I just invited a friend out for a meal." Xiaoyu replied naturally, with constant warmth in his heart. It's great to have relatives!

"Eating till now?" Sister Lan suddenly inserted such a sentence.

"It's not easy to invite people to dinner, I waited until two o'clock in the afternoon to get up." Xiaoyu sighed.

"What, at two o'clock in the afternoon, you have waited for hours! What kind of friend? You are willing to wait so long, won't you be a girlfriend!" Sister Lan has been watching their brothers and sisters grow up since they were young. Taking care of them, she knows Xiaoyu's personality very well. He has been very girlish since he was a child, but he has no affection for any daughter. This time he won't really be. . . . . .

"Cousin, please don't talk nonsense, I don't have any girlfriends, but I am a somewhat special friend." Xiaoyu kept explaining.

"Okay, I am teasing you, so I won't bother you. Come back early and tell me what kind of special friend I am." Although she said so, Sister Lan would not really believe what innocence is. 'S special friend too!

"Okay, I see. Goodbye, then." Xiaoyu turned off the phone, Xiaoya listened to the beep from the other party, and had to hang up.

"Cousin, I think my brother started to become a bit weird since he came back yesterday." Xiaoya picked up the packet of potato chips that had just been put down and began to eat.

"Why?" Sister Lan asked with a puzzled look.

"Yesterday, Sang Jing delivered it to Jing’s house at ten o’clock in the evening. Although I have never been to Jing’s house, I know that it takes only half an hour to drive from my house to her house, but my brother took three or four hours. Don’t you think Is it weird?" Xiaoya fiddled with the bag of potato chips in her hand, speaking carefully, as if a detective was slowly peeling away the layers of mist.

"Maybe staying at Jing'er's house for a while." Sister Lan replied disapprovingly.

"I don't think it is possible. Jing is a person who doesn't like to be close to others, nor does he love others. I can hardly imagine that my brother has the ability to chat with Jing for a few hours." Xiaoya firmly believes that she knows Jing well, after all, Jing I just want to talk to her alone.

"Speaking of Jing'er, I don't think she is an ordinary girl. She has sharp eyes that despise everything, a peculiar and thought-provoking point of view like a philosopher, and the conversation, she is like a noble lady who has gone through the vicissitudes of life. Noble, elegant and cold and ruthless." Sister Lan recalled Jing'er's way of speaking and demeanor, and carefully summarized her impression of Jing'er.

"My cousin's vision is at stake, and I always think Jing is a bit weird, but I don't always know how to describe it." Xiaoya pointed at Sister Lan's big female finger that smelled of potato chips. Admire the appearance of the five-body cast.

"Little devil, make a comment." Sister Lan scolded with a smile.

"But who is Jing on earth?" Xiaoya sighed as she picked up the **** gem that hung on her neck.

"How would I know, but I think someone might know something." Sister Lan said thoughtfully.

"Who?" Xiaoya asked in surprise.

"Xiaoyu." Sister Lan stared into Xiaoya's eyes, as if waiting for a consistent answer.

"My brother, how could my brother know better than me!" Xiaoya couldn't believe it.

"I don't know why, but that's what I think. But as long as Xiaoyu comes back, ask him if you don't know." Sister Lan went into the kitchen as she said, and she had to prepare dinner!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Xiaoya sat there alone thinking. "My brother has never seen Jing before. Even if he really talked for a few hours after sending Jing home yesterday, it is impossible to know what kind of girl Jing is, because her words will never let people Understand each meaning clearly, and it is impossible to have a trace of her past. I talked to her the most in school, and I don’t know the person who walked closest to me. How could my brother know. My cousin must I guessed it wrong. When my brother came back, he must let him tell his cousin that she was wrong.” Xiaoya made up her mind in this way, ate the last few potato chips in her hand, and threw the empty bag into it. Trash can, then turn on the TV to watch entertainment. After a while, he began to laugh wildly "hahaha", the doubts just now have been thrown out of the sky, maybe this is youth, this is the carefree blooming season.

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