The Blood Hourglass

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"Why such a big reaction, he just did it once." Lisa yelled, her tone full of maintenance, scared Byrne suddenly disappeared, and lowered his head to observe his fingers.

"Isn’t it surprising that the Mo Party opened a restaurant on the secret party’s site?" I looked at Byrne, who dared not say anything, and said: "What are you doing so loudly, be careful to frighten the new one you know Children".

"Are you also surprised? Why didn't I see it!" Lisa was joking again, maybe she was also aware of Byrne's reaction, so she wanted to take this to alleviate the situation brought by her momentary interest.

"This can only mean that you are too insightful." I don't want to ruin someone's kindness, just casually.

"It's just a magic party that runs a restaurant. It sounds a bit ridiculous!" I couldn't help but smile as I said, it was a feeling that I had been missing for a long time.

"Oh! So you can laugh!" Lisa exclaimed.

"I didn't hatch from an egg, so why can't I laugh." I hate her fuss. It was not a big deal at first. It made me seem like I couldn't laugh before when she declared it again. Just now because of her help, I suddenly learned that people all over the world have expressions.

"I can't blame me for making a fuss. Who told me that I have known you for so many years and I haven't seen you smile!" Lisa seemed to have been wronged by the sky, her mouth mumbled.

"In the face of an old monster, who can laugh?" I am not someone who will pity and cherish jade, let alone she is not fragrant and jade.

"Why are you always against me? I didn't kill your parents, did you? But I never hurt a good person!" Lisa looked at me suspiciously, as if remembering something, but the elderly His memory is never too good.

"Do you think you have that qualification?" My tone suddenly became cold as snow, and my eyes were full of hostility.

"Jing'er, what's the matter with you? Just making a little joke! Why do you suddenly become so fierce, even I am a little scared!" Sinmo, who had been sitting still, was also frightened by my eyes and tone, and couldn't help but scream Up.

"Nothing!" I replied indifferently. In fact, there is a kind of icy pain in my heart, the pain makes me careless about the feelings of others.

After my Bingfeng's anger, Sinmo and Lisa were all silent, let alone Bourne. Suddenly, the surrounding area fell silent, making the talk and laughter just like a lifetime.

"Sir, we are going to conduct an annual inventory today, so please leave first, I'm really sorry!"

"Miss, we are going to conduct an annual inventory today, so please leave first, I'm really sorry!"

We quietly listened to the voices of the waitresses chasing guests from around us, still silent, maybe no one knew what words should be used to break this border, after all, none of them had seen me really angry. It is natural to be at a loss for a while. Perhaps unnaturally, why is the inventory taken so early.

"Miss, today our store is going to conduct an annual inventory, so please leave first, I'm really sorry!" After a while, a waitress stood in front of me and gestured to me.

"She is my friend!" Lisa said first to me.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." The waitress left with respect.

"Is he coming?" I won't be grateful for Lisa's "kindness", maybe it's not really kind.

"It's almost there. Father comes early every time." Lisa said those two words in a very respectful tone in front of me for the first time, which suddenly made me feel a tingling. "Father"? After so many years, why is my heart still hurt by these two words? Why does the wound in the heart always start to lie down when you think it has healed?

"Jing'er, are you okay?" Sinmo looked at me with concern.

"What will happen to me!" I thought my face must not be pretty at the time.

"It's okay, isn't it a little scared to think of seeing a vampire stronger than me soon?" Lisa got up again.

"What do you mean?" I didn't answer her question directly because the answer was clear at a glance. At this moment, the waitresses closed the doors and windows one by one, and they looked like they were about to close. Then they left the restaurant silently one by one. At this time, the restaurant was surprisingly quiet, as if everyone or things present were just phantoms. The only thing I can hear is my breathing and heartbeat. I think the only thing they can hear is "the same."

Looking around, I looked at those guys who looked a little too reverent, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous. Who did they think they were meeting? It was just an older vampire, making it as if the true **** had descended. But thinking about it the other way round, maybe the true **** will not get this kind of treatment! It seems that ghosts still only believe in ghosts, but why do people only believe in gods but not in themselves? Maybe this is the problem that people can never escape from God's jurisdiction!

"Luvian, what are you looking at?" Sinmo seems to be okay and just likes to stare at me.

"Look at how many believers this shopkeeper has." I turned around and replied.

"A lot!" Sinmo said with a smile.

"Aren't you?" I suddenly thought of this question.

"No, but a little bit of contact." Sinmo casually played with the cup in his hand.

"No wonder you know about Lisa." I brought up another topic.

"Who are you all?" Lisa stared at him, eyes full of doubts.

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