Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

In the early morning of Thursday, a new day began. Louise opened her eyes, feeling the emptiness behind her back, put down her rolled hair, and slowly got up. Louise is almost getting used to it, and often doesn’t see the person next to the bed in the morning. Even sometimes in the middle of the night, she woke up in a daze, and Zach was already not in.

Vampires are nocturnal creatures. Louise has almost understood these things, and Zach has a special bloodline that allows him to move in the sun. But in the sunny outdoors, Zach always holds a cigarette, holds a cup of coffee, or replenishes a little food from a small bottle in his arms.

The strange thing is that the vampire’s body is not at all, the bitter and bloody smell of tobacco and coffee, only a faint, calming coolness. It has nothing to do with the temperature, only with whether he is hungry or not. The coldness of the first acquaintance with the vampire never appeared again.

Loise is counting the time, she is very close to the time when the vampire is on a diet. The temperature that once made herself full of vigilance is about to reappear.

Louis started dressing in her memories two months ago.

Actually, there is not at all to do. Louise has abandoned her former career, so she doesn’t have to please others’ eyes. Louise just combed her hair, drew eyeliner on some dull eyes, covered some dark circles under the foundation, and smudged some pale lips with a warm red.

She didn’t sleep well last night and has been waiting for Zach to arrive. She didn’t fall asleep in a daze until it was impossible to support in the dark.

Louise looked at herself in the mirror and remembered her face. Because Zach once told her,’When you become a vampire, there will be no more images of you in the mirror. ‘

Loise took a deep breath and glanced at’self’ last. Pushing open the door, along the corridor, Old Hank and Alice’s rooms are already open, they have already got up first Louise, and began the day’s routine housework. Louise’s white fingers slid on the stair guardrail, down the stairs, and turned around, facing the door of the stairwell leading to the back porch of the Grand House.

Loise continues to move forward.

“Slow down!” It was Zach’s voice, passing through the door into the cold, narrow staircase.

“Breathe!” Zac’s voice.

“Breathe?” Some unfamiliar young voices followed by some ridiculous breaths.

“Uh. I mean, it’s like breathing.” Zack’s helpless voice was amused, and the tone was emphasized unconsciously, “Feel the flow of blood in blood vessels. ! Just like people feel breathing! Heartbeat! Heartbeat is our breath!”

“Why are you urging me!” The young voice, “Don’t be so harsh on me!”

“Thirteen years!” Zach said, “Thirteen years! You still can’t act in the sun! You must have broken the family record!”

“Fuck-dan-family Record!” The young voice, “We are the only two’Torido’s in the world. I am the record!”

“hahaha!” Zach seemed to be amused, “You are right. “.

Louise just lifted her finger to the doorknob and stopped. A slight air current spit out between Louise’s delicate lips. She retracted her finger and turned to the kitchen. Alice must help to prepare breakfast.

Zac stood under the sunlight spreading from the east, and the early morning sunlight was not enough to affect Zac. He looked at Ian under the eaves of the porch, the young vampire whose round inch was already almost bald, and took an embarrassing step to the sun.

Push.

Ian’s eyes lost their glamour and they closed directly, and the whole person fell to the ground like a monkey with shaved bones. Zach sighed, raised Ian, who was facing the ground, and threw it back into the shadow on the porch. Ian opened his eyes and looked at Zach “Am I successful?”

” No.” Zach answered unabashedly.

Ian, look at his body, not at all, what skin and parts are missing, “At least I didnt burn it! This is progress, right!”

Zac is helpless He shook his head and was nodded. Ian is already pretty good. The time he really taught this offspring was only thirty two days, plus the night before.

“Lets rest.” Zach patted Ian on the shoulder. “We all worked hard yesterday.”

Ians expression suddenly became vigilant, because Benjamin was naked. Scratching his back in a daze, he walked towards the two vampires. He put one hand on Zack’s shoulder and rubbed his nose. “You two are really smelly.”

“You only…”

Zac waved his hand, stopped the impulsive young man, smiled and said to the werewolf, “I’m in a good mood, so I had a few more drinks.”

“Whatever you want.” The werewolf Indifferent twitched his lips: “I called’Sam’ yesterday, are you going or me?”

Zac blinked at Ian and turned to Benjamin, “Go ahead.”

Benjamin was nodded and glanced at Ian, the kind of’sight’ that he put his eyes to one side without the slightest expression, and then retracted. Benjamin turned and left. Alpha’s disdain seemed to anger the young vampire again. Ian’s pupils turned blood red in an instant, but all he could do was to stand on the porch and gritt his teeth. Werewolves are creatures in the sun, vampires. It’s not.

Zach held down the excited Ian, and said seriously: “Ian, Benjamin is a friend and a partner!”

“Why do we have to be with four-legged creatures? Be a partner!” The time Ian has been a vampire, minus the time he was sleeping, is less than a year, I really don’t know where his strong sense of racial superiority comes from!

Zac frowned. He did not remember any exaggeration of werewolves’ threats to vampires during his’teaching’ career in thirty two days. After all, the most important’quality’ of a vampire is immortality, not being killed by a werewolf. The one who really feels racial superiority is Zach…

Zach just forgot his vigilance when he first met Benjamin on the battlefield. Thirteen years can change a persons perception. Known.

Zac shook his head helplessly, “You will find that Benjamin is a trusted partner.” At the weakest moment, facing Benjamins wolf body, there are still miraculously alive vampires. Qualified to say this sentence.

Ian frowned, the red in his eyes disappeared, but he still didn’t understand. If one thing is created to hunt another thing, then for the latter, the resistance from instinct is not so easy to eliminate. Especially the latter is still so young and has just been abused by the former.

Zach no longer considers this question. In fact, he is not worried about what Ian will do to Benjamin. Benjamin is Alpha, and it is difficult for Zach to move him, let alone Ian. As for the converse, Benjamin’s self-control, Zach trusted it.

“Do you want to see Anthony? I can call him.” Zach changed the subject.

Ian’s vigilance dissipated immediately, and he changed to melancholy, “He, forgive me?”

Zac did not answer, this is not a question he can answer.

After a long silence, Ian seemed to have made some decision, “Call him! I want to see him!”

Zac nodded, this answer doesn’t really need to be asked. Ian would come to Barton thirteen years ago. It was just that his younger brother had the dream of living in the emerging city named’Barton’ every day after the war. It is said that there is a city established by a group of righteous men. There is a philanthropist named Quinin who builds families for children who lost their parents in the war.

While the war is still going on, this is the only belief that the soldiers believe that all this is meaningful while the soldiers are throwing blood.