Embers of Embers

Chapter 206 Home
"It's so fast..."
Lorenzo was walking on the streets of Old Dunling. He hadn't been back for just a few days, but the city had changed drastically. All kinds of lanterns and candles were lit on the streets. People spread their decorations to the street lamps, and they could be heard everywhere. Hearing the cheerful singing and the laughter of children, this cold city suddenly felt a bit of rare warmth.
"What are you waiting for? Lorenzo."
Kestrel walked past Lorenzo and asked Lorenzo who stopped.
"It's nothing... just a little bit of a sigh. I have been in Old Dunling for seven years." Lorenzo said slowly, "Where are the others?"
Kestrel was the only one left beside him, and those few people seemed to have disappeared as soon as they got off the train.
"They've all gone home. Robin's family are all believers. Although they haven't seen any serious evangelical church pastors, their family attaches great importance to God's Birthday. He must go back early."
The kestrel said and glanced at Lorenzo. The robin had also been full of respect for Lorenzo. After all, there were not many upright priests like Lorenzo, but later Lorenzo's misdeeds were revealed. He, the profession of pastor is really very prestigious.
"Joy's family lives far away. He should be on his way back. I don't know much about Lan Jade. I only know that he lives alone."
Lorenzo's eyes were strange.
"Wait, is it wrong for me to care about my colleagues?"
"This is as detailed as checking the household registration!"
The two yelled and cursed, but soon calmed down. Standing on the street, Lorenzo asked.
"What about you? Kestrel, where are you going next?"
"Go home? Otherwise?" Kestrel felt that Lorenzo's question was extremely sick.
Lorenzo was stunned. When Kestrel said his words, he realized what the problem was and he laughed.
"I used to struggle in Xiacheng District, but fortunately the cleanup agency allocated accommodation... just like a staff dormitory."
"It sounds miserable."
"The living environment is better than yours, and the room is bigger than yours."
"That's all right."
The two chatted without saying a word, and neither of them left first, as if they were waiting for a car.
Kestrel's eyes swept randomly on the street and saw a boy walking into the store and bringing a gift to the girl. The two hugged each other and disappeared into the crowd.
"Envy?" Lorenzo said inappropriately.
"Tch." Kestrel made his position clear.
But Lorenzo didn't intend to stop. He looked at the place where he disappeared and continued talking.
"That's great, isn't it?" he winked at the kestrel.
"Sweet and free, but stupid. This is just some weird stuff secreted by our brains in order to reproduce us unlucky people."
Kestrel rolled her eyes at him.
"Lorenzo, I am different from you. I still yearn for sacred love, and people like you are only suitable for marrying weapons. Arthur can be your witness. With his blessing words, you happily The guests were all hacked to death.”
"Why do you want to kill the guest?" No one would have thought that this would be what Lorenzo was struggling with.
"Who but the devil would attend this damn wedding!" cried the kestrel.
Damn people, damn dialogue.
After an unknown period of time, Kestrel went to a street shop and bought a pack of cigarettes and threw them to Lorenzo.
Lorenzo caught the cigarette case, somewhat surprised.
"You should be lacking this, but it should be different from the one you made yourself, but it should be enough to satisfy your craving." Kestrel said, "You look very stupid when your hands are always empty. I even bet with Joey whether you will be there The car is still empty.”
"The result?" Lorenzo asked.
"Joy paid for the cigarettes," he said.
After a short silence, the two people laughed. Kestrel didn't want to wait any longer. He patted Lorenzo on the shoulder and walked directly into the crowd.
"Go back early, Lorenzo, and wish you a happy God's birthday."
The sound echoes and dissipates like the wind.
Kestrel left, but Lorenzo still stayed where he was. He took a cigarette and realized that he didn't have a lighter, so he put it away. He didn't know what to do.
Lorenzo felt that he was at a loss. Standing in a corner of this huge city, he didn't know where to go.
Indeed, everyone is a living person, not a background. They must go home after finishing their work. Even Lorenzo, after happily killing the monster, would crawl back to Cork Street and get comfortable on his own bed. Have a comfortable sleep.
But I don't know if it was because he was resurrected from the dead or for some other reason, but his sensibility gradually overcame his rationality, and he became more and more like a human being.
This is a good thing. Lorenzo is still a human being. Even if he is eroded by the secret blood and possessed by Watson, he is still a human being. But he has also become weaker. He will be cowardly, compassionate, and have many troubles that do not exist.
With a long sigh, Lorenzo walked into the crowd, just like ordinary people, no different from ordinary people.
Sometimes people are like this. You turn your will into steel, but when you relax, you will feel endless emptiness, as if you have lost the goal of life.
Lorenzo is such a person. His life is filled with anger. On days when he can't kill monsters, he turns into a door-kicking detective to kill people.
In short, Lorenzo Holmes can't stop, he must do something to make himself feel alive.
Just like a machine that is very easy to rust, when it stops, its death will come quietly.
Thinking of this, Lorenzo thought of Watson and Metanzo. Since he came back from the dead, Watson has not appeared again. Is this ghost that harassed him as if he was on vacation, disappearing without a trace? Lorenzo couldn't find her yet.
Suddenly, there was a hellish sense of loneliness. Demon hunters couldn't integrate into normal people's lives, and they wouldn't have normal people's lives. This family festival had nothing to do with them.
Even if I am bored and want to talk to the devil, the devil ignores me.
Also, maybe the devil has some weird companies. People have to go back to the company to report their performance during the holidays to see who has earned the souls of a few unlucky ghosts this year.
It’s hard to be a devil when you look at it like this!
Lorenzo thought about it, and laughed, he would always laugh out of nowhere, making others not understand what was going on.
There was no other way, after all, he was a demon hunter, and he had to fight all kinds of weird monsters every day, so he had to find some ways to entertain himself.
So Lorenzo finally came to the end of the road, where the house number of 121A Cork Street was hung, and all kinds of cheap but gorgeous decorations were hung all over the door. Judging from the light shining through the glass, everything was extremely warm. .
He hasn't come back to sleep lately, and Lorenzo is even a little unfamiliar with this. He puts his hand on the handle and twists it slowly.
This is nothing, I have spent such festivals many times, and this time is no different, it's just that I have some changes.
With a false smile on his face, he had rehearsed Mrs. Verde's questions many times on the road, and everything was under Lorenzo's control.
Then he pushed open the door and stepped inside. After a brief moment of daze, the detective screamed.
"Mom!"
　Thank you Du Gong!Then I started my graduation defense, as you know.
　
(End of this chapter)