The Blood Hourglass

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"Hey! Why are you ignoring me?" But he didn't intend to stop there, he was still yelling at me.

"..." Faced with this kind of boring stranger's approach, I was always speechless.

"I said, why didn't you answer me?" Seeing that I didn't say anything about his question, he asked, walking towards me.

"Who are you? Why do I need to answer your silly questions?" I really dislike his questions and actions.

"Oh! It turned out to be a cold-faced beauty!" When he said this, he was already standing about two meters away from me.

"..." I looked at him coldly, still speechless. But this time it's not that I don't want to respond to him a few words, but I really don't know what to say. After all, I rarely meet this kind of person, so I don't know how to deal with it.

"Why don't you speak anymore! Isn't it a little surprised by my praise?" He looked at me with a smirk and said.

"I don't want to see someone like you who destroys my mood, please leave!" I really can't stand it anymore, so I can only ask.

"Leave? Haha, let me leave? Haha!" He suddenly started to laugh, as if I had said some humorous joke.

"Is it so ridiculous?" I was a little bit really angry. Over the years, I have been living so coldly, speaking and doing things like this. Getting angry is a rare thing in a thousand years!

"Of course it's ridiculous! You actually told me to leave, and I told you to leave is almost the same." He stopped the angry laugh and said solemnly.

"Okay, then I will leave now. Please make way!" My answer should be beyond his expectation! Otherwise, he would not stand still with a surprised look, neither intending to speak nor giving way.

"Please make way, I want to leave." I said loudly. Because we are on a very narrow trail in the sea of ​​flowers, and this trail only leads to the center of the sea of ​​flowers, which is where we stand now, so if he stands in front of him, if he doesn’t give way, it’s impossible for me. past.

"Miss, don't you need to be so angry? I'm just joking with you, and I don't really want to drive you away!" He awoke and quickly apologized.

"It's none of your business, I want to leave." I said coldly.

"Why? Didn't you have a good time?" He didn't seem to understand.

"That was just now, because of your appearance, I am very unhappy now." I have always told the truth, I don't care what others think.

"So I disturbed you! That's really sorry." He suddenly bowed to me.

"No, as long as you make way for me now, I don't want to step on these flowers." I was still so aloof and coldly said. In fact, if it was not in broad daylight, I would have left for a long time, and I would be a few miles away, so I didn't need to spend much time with him here.

"Okay, miss, please go!" He returned to normal and gave way.

"..." And I didn't say anything, I just walked quickly to the new home, wishing to fly into the hall and throw this annoying person out of the sky.

"Miss, walk slowly, and be careful of falling!" he shouted loudly behind me.

"What an annoying person, why is there someone more annoying than Lisa in this world!" I couldn't help sighing in my heart. Perhaps because of his presence, I now feel that Lisa is no longer so annoying, but suddenly miss her, wonder where she is now, and what is she doing? Since that night, the mess of these days has followed one after another. Now that I think about it, it has been a long time since I saw her.

"Miss Jing'er, you are back! The breakfast is not ready yet, please wait a while." Xiaohui heard the sound in the kitchen and walked out to see me.

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." I replied. Speaking, I walked to the dining table and sat down, still in the same position I sat in last time. I gently stroked the dining table in front of me with my hand, so comfortable and warm feeling came from the fingertips of every finger.

"Can you give me a cup of tea?" When I stopped, I suddenly found that there was nothing to do, so I asked Xiang Xiaohui.

"No, you can't drink tea if you wake up early in the morning without eating anything. Drinking tea on an empty stomach will hurt your stomach." Xiaohui replied after returning to the kitchen.

"Oh, isn't it?" I promised. In fact, at this time, in my heart, it is very warm. This is the first person to say this to me since my mother left. When the adoptive father was still alive, although he also loved me very much, but no matter how much he was a man, he would never notice these details. At this time, there was already a loud noise in the kitchen, and it seemed that Xiaohui was very busy.

"Huh! Miss, why are you here!" Suddenly someone walked into the hall, breaking my silence.

"You! Why did you come here?" I asked in surprise when I looked at this uninvited guest.

"It's weird that I'm here, this is my home!" He threw the travel bag on the ground and sat down opposite me.

"This is your home? Isn't this Sinmo's home?" It's really out of my expectation. He actually said this is his home, but Sinmo clearly said that this is his home. How could it be the home of the person in front of him? If he is Sinmo's family, it is impossible! Sinmo is hundreds of years old, no matter what kind of family members are still alive! And Sinmo is not a born vampire, so he cannot be the child born after Sinmo became a vampire. What is it all about! My mind is messing up again.

"This is Sinmo's home, and it's also my home. This is not a conflict!" He said with a grin.

"Who are you?" I had to ask.

"I'm Xiao Yang! You can call me Brother Xiao from now on!" He said so stinkingly.

"I'm not asking your name, I'm asking who you are in this family, or whoever you are in Sinmo." I asked again in earnest. It's really annoying, who do you think he is from Sinmo? He didn't even learn Sinmo's gentlemanly demeanor at all.

"Young Master, why are you back?" Xiaohui may have heard our loud conversation, so she walked out of the kitchen again. When she saw the **** in front of me, she asked in surprise.

"Young Master?" Actually, I was the one who surprised me the most.

"Aunt Xiaohui, you still haven't changed at all, you are still so feminine!" He stood up and gave Xiaohui a affectionate hug.

"Okay, don't come to this one. Come on, aren't you studying in the UK? Why did you come back suddenly?" Xiaohui pushed him away and asked.

"We are on vacation! I miss you so much, of course I can't wait to come back to see you!" He replied playfully.

"Then why don't you call back so that Old Chen can pick you up at the airport." Xiaohui asked after sitting down with him.

"Such a good weather, a walk is not bad, besides, if it weren't like this, how could I see such a beautiful painting today!" He suddenly turned his face to look at me and said with an evil smile.

"Oh! What painting can make you, a kid with eyes above the top, say beautiful?" Xiaohui asked without knowing it.

"That is indeed beautiful and cannot be described in human language. Then I will use the language of my own esthetician!" He said proudly, "White and red, angels and **** flowers, and harmony in harmony Under the sun. There is only one word-beauty."

"You mean, Miss Jing'er?" Xiaohui also noticed something, it seemed that she was not as slow as she seemed.

"Oh! So this lady is called Jinger!" He suddenly exclaimed with joy.

"Don't cry so kindly, I'm not familiar with you." Seeing his disgusting expression on my face made me angry, thinking that I might live with him in the future, and I couldn't help but get scared. Scared? I am still scared even now? Isn't it that even the things I fear most have already happened?

"It seems that I really hate Jing'er!" He has no intention of restraining it.

"Young Master, well, don't make Miss Jing'er angry anymore. She is not the kind of girl you know outside. Besides, she is not in good health. She only woke up from a coma for days and nights." Hui stopped him.

"Mr. Xiaohui, is he really your young master?" I ignored him and directly asked Xiaohui.

"Yes!" Xiaohui replied with a kind smile.

"But this is impossible." I said negatively.

"Why are you so sure that I am not Sinmo's son?" It can be seen that he was very interested in what I said.

"Do I have to tell you?" I didn't intend to answer his question! Besides, I don’t know if I can answer it. If he doesn’t know about Sinmo, isn’t my answer to trouble Sinmo again?

"Just don't answer, I'll just ask him. By the way, where is my dad? Is he still sleeping?" Hearing him say "my dad" so naturally, it made me feel unnatural.

"Yes! Sleeping in Miss Jing'er's room, don't disturb him, he has been very tired these days, let him sleep well!" Xiaohui replied. Originally a natural answer, but now that I say it, how can it make me listen so uncomfortable!

"What, in Jing'er's room? Could it be that..." Although he did not say the following words, everyone present could easily think of the meaning of the words he wanted to say but did not say.

"You!" I feel my lungs are about to explode now.

"Young master, don't talk nonsense. Young master is too tired to take care of Miss Jing'er these days, so he sits in the room and falls asleep." Xiaohui explained.

"Ms. Jing'er, don't be too angry. The young master doesn't speak his mind. Don't rest for his mere words. If you are so angry, you are not very good." Then she turned to comfort me.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk to this kind of person anymore. I'm going back to the room." I would rather go back to face the sinmo who slept so cutely than watching this nasty so-called young master here.

"No, how can you do it. You have been in a coma and haven't eaten anything for several days. If you don't eat more now, how can your body stand it!" Xiaohui pulled me nervously.

"What? Jinger, you haven't eaten for several days? How do you feel now? I'm sorry, I was so angry with you just now." Xiao Yang, the young master suddenly became nervous.

"Don't call it so kindly, I said I'm not familiar with you. I hope you won't call me that again in the future." I replied coldly, not accepting his affection at all.

"Then how should I call you? Is it an angel or a cold beauty?" It seems that the dog can't change the shit.

"Without my permission, it means that you are not qualified to call me, no matter which way. I will keep a certain distance from you in the future. I hope you do the same." I was indifferent and looked at it with that kind of disdain. He said.

"Isn't that necessary? I didn't do anything bad! Except that I didn't speak to the taste of the lady, so I don't need to be sentenced to death like this!" He cried out injustice.

"It's a pity, why don't you even have a sinmo gentlemanly demeanor!" I sighed with a slightly mocking tone. I don't care if he is wronged or not? If everyone is a blue sky, how can there be so many wronged souls underground!

"It turns out that because of this, you don't believe that I am his son! This is normal. Because I am just an orphan, and of course he is just my adoptive father. So it is natural that it is not like him." He explained. . At this time, Xiaohui had already brought breakfast in front of us. Milk, bread, rice porridge, fried dough sticks, everything is available, and it's all Chinese and Western.

"Adoptive father!" I said softly. I also had an adoptive father who loved me, but now that he has left me forever, he couldn't help but make me sad again.

"Miss Jing'er, are you okay! Don't be too sad, life and death will be fatal, although he is gone, you still have to live, and you have to live happily." Xiaohui saw me like that Sad, comforted me again.

"Who's gone?" the little young master asked puzzled.

"It's Miss Jing'er's adoptive father. Unfortunately, she passed away a few days ago." Xiaohui told him.

"Granny Xiaohui, how did you know? Did Sinmo tell you?" I asked.

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