Chapter 32 Chapter One

You are a ray of golden sunlight breaking dawn on the shores of my life, A drop of dew on the first white autumn flower. You are the distant sky crimson crimson bowing over the dust, A dream of a new moon with white clouds. You were revealed to the world by chance, A paradise of secrets. Tagore "I will find you, with my best efforts..." "I believe, I've always believed..." These two lines of dialogue traveled tens of thousands of miles in the night sky, passed through the dreams of countless people, and finally settled in An An's dream. The boy's roar is full of despair, but the girl's tearful hoarseness has a longing for the future. For the future, what is she longing for?An An didn't know.

Sitting up, she leaned against the window where she could see the full moon, weeping silently. Ever since she was a child, she has always woken up after such a dream, the pain pressing in her heart, oppressing her so much that she couldn't breathe, the heart-piercing pain made her want to cry loudly, but she knew that she couldn't... 1764 A.D. France The castle of Xuelongsuo across the Snow River was built in 1512, when Louis XII was in power.The king's treasurer, Thomas Bouille, bought the fortress of the Mark family and started building it.For more than 300 years, Château Chesseau has changed many owners, and now it belongs to the Duke of Poitiers.

Xuelongsuo Castle is located in the forest of the town, surrounded by lush green forests.Because the castle straddles the river, when the moon is full, the bright moonlight is reflected in the sparkling waves. Looking down from the arched windows on the promenade, the little crystals interweave an art on the river.The Duke of Poitiers, who likes the moon, chose to hold a grand banquet on the promenade at this time, inviting princesses and lords from all over the world to participate. If you want to visit Shedsaw Castle, you must first pass through the boulevard. If you are careful enough, you will find a maze of trees in the depths of the path on the left side of the avenue. The entrance of the maze is supported by four arched stone pillars. Four Greek mythological figures are carved on the top, and bright roses of various colors are planted under the column.

This is the favorite place of the Duke's only son François Poitier, and he often lingers here alone. Walking in from the foyer, the delicate reliefs on the ceiling, the gorgeous brocade paintings on the wall, and the paintings of many family members show a majestic momentum. The promenade was full of music and music, and the elegant music brought the couples on the dance floor, and the busy servants dressed neatly were shuttling among the guests, presenting the new wine of this season. A short man hugged a slender lady, spun along with the music, stepped on the dragging skirt of the lady inadvertently, the lady staggered a few times, then fell forward, firmly pressed against the short On the fat man.

With a puff, the girl smiled and clapped her hands, her shallow dimples filled with happiness. "There's fat all over the floor!" "You are so rude." The old woman who was about sixty years old, dressed in luxurious clothes and covered in jewels glared at her coldly. The girl who was as cute as a doll not only didn't stop smiling, but responded nonchalantly. "If you don't wash the floor, naturally you don't know the embarrassment of the servants." "You! Which family's wild girl are you...?" The old woman was so angry that her eyes almost burst into flames.

"Grandmother, the Duke of Medici is looking for you. It seems that there is something important." A teenager approached and interrupted their conversation. "I'll go over and have a look. You'll take care of it here." She raised her head and chest, straightened her hair, and left with a noble posture. As soon as she left, the boy looked at the girl unscrupulously. Her eyelashes are long and dense, and a slight swipe of her eyelashes will cause a burst of spring coolness. Her skin is almost transparent, and her red lips are full of charm. If she doesn't look so young, With the seductive corner of those winking eyes, I don't know how many men's hearts are going to be seduced.

While he was looking at her, the girl was also observing him. He is so tall, standing on his feet, there are only a few men in the hall who are taller than him, he looks much more mature when he is awake than when he is asleep, because in his childish sleeping face, the calmness and coldness in his eyes cannot be seen .Raising eyebrows, age-appropriate naughty appearance, this is just like him - a seventeen-year-old boy. "What are you going to do with me?" She pursed her lips, and the dimples on her cheeks revealed her indifference. "I..." Deal with?She questioned him.He hasn't obeyed his grandmother's orders yet, this time... let's not break the rules!

"Let's say it first, if I want to clean the layer of fat on the floor, I won't do it." Hearing her words, the boy laughed happily. "It would be no wonder the Duke would be furious if he knew you described him in this way." "Air bombing? My God! Fat will definitely be splashed all over the floor. I sympathize with your servants." She jumped onto the window lattice, and a round silver plate reflected a hazy halo behind her. "It can't be blown up. If he dies, my grandma's wishful thinking will not come true." The boy said with a smile.

"Have an abacus on that kind of obese man, what can you get? Good short ribs, no! Too much fat, it's disgusting." Shaking his head, shaking his head again, and continuing to imagine, the bright red juice he drank before dinner would definitely be Spit all over the ground. "My hag-grandmother wants to marry her widowed aunt to the duke, to be a real duchess." "Who your aunt will marry is a big deal for your family, but you can't insult my witch grandma. Not only is she not as ugly as your grandmother, she also doesn't hang a bunch of jingling stones on her body to pretend that she is beautiful." An An valued Grandma Witch very much.

"The witch grandma you mentioned is a real witch, the kind that can turn into witchcraft to harm people?" The boy looked suspiciously at the serious face of the little girl. "No! You must be lying to me." Squeezing his nose, he had long since disbelieved in the ghost myths that adults used to scare children. If he were to be abducted by this little girl, he would wonder if his mind was sick. "Of course it is true. Honesty is my greatest strength. However, you are mistaken about one thing. Not all witches will harm people. As far as I know, many witches were killed by you humans." From his hand Picking a biscuit from the small porcelain plate, chewing it, the girl stuck out her tongue and commented: "It's really unpalatable."

Ignoring her nonsense, the boy said: "I am Fran Poitier, the future Duke, how about you?" "Anna Lorraine, but I don't like this name, you can call me Ann." "Okay, Ann, I'm seventeen, how old are you?" "I, um... is it one hundred and twenty-seven or one hundred and twenty-eight, I forgot, do you want to tell you when I go back and ask my brother?" She shook her two thin white legs, He scoured his plate for something that looked more palatable.Uh...it seems to be quite unpalatable, there is no way, she is used to partial eclipse. "Don't keep taking me for a fool. Anyway, no matter how old you are, if you are shorter than me, just be my younger sister." "No, you will be controlled by others if you are a younger sister. I am willing to be your older sister, mother, or grandmother, but I don't want to be your younger sister." In fact, it is okay to be a great-grandmother! "No, you have to listen to me this time, because I am the future Lord Duke." Fran was raised as an heir. He can be strong, defiant, and have a bad attitude, but he can't be indecisive, and he can't be indecisive. I have to think about small things for a long time, and I can't make a decision. "May I..." Just as she was thinking of a compromise, she asked him to veto it. "No." Covering her mouth, An An's brown eyes were facing his face, looking left and right, he was still cuter when he was asleep... No, it was more delicious. "Whatever you want, anyway, I will never call you brother." She didn't want to give in. "It's okay, it's enough for me to know that you are my sister." He didn't intend to let go of his figure either. "It's not fun." Turning her head away from him, she likes Fran in his sleep. "My brother is used to teach you to be obedient, not to play. That's right! Did you eat just now?" He pulled her pigtails and punished her for being confused. "No, the food here is so unpalatable, it's disgusting." Pouted, she looked around, wondering if her elder brother helped her find food. "Partial eclipse! Tell me, what do you want to eat, and I will pick it for you." The eldest brother also always said that she was a partial eclipse, and in this regard, he really looked like an elder brother. "I want to eat the kind that is red, soft, warm, a little salty, but tastes so good..." Before "Fresh Blood" could say it, he cut it off . "I see, you want to eat strawberry pie, I'll help you find it, don't run around, lest my witch grandma see you, she will kick you out." Facing Fran's back, An An stuck out her tongue again, and muttered to herself, "I told you not to slander witches and grandmas, and you didn't listen, and I won't be with you, I hate it." Facing the din of people, An An stepped forward and jumped out of the arched window. There was only bright moonlight on the river, without waves or traces, and her delicate and moving figure was no longer seen. ☆☆☆ Lying under the bed curtain embroidered with expensive Persian silk, Fran stared blankly at the relief on the ceiling. For more than ten days, he was looking for a little girl named Anna Lorraine in the territory, but the guards he sent all reported that there was no such person. That day, she just disappeared like this, and when she turned around, the strawberry pie in her hand was left on the long table... Sitting up, he walked to the window, and drew a few strokes with black charcoal in his hand. A ghostly little girl appeared on the paper, and the corners of her smiling eyes seemed to say to him: "Let's talk about it first, let me clean up the place on the ground." I don't want to do a layer of fat." "Just tell me if you don't want to be a sister, why did you disappear suddenly. I don't want you to be a sister..." Fran stopped writing and sighed. "That's not what you said at the time. You said you were the future Duke, and I must listen to you." "It doesn't matter if you don't listen, I won't..." Fran stopped talking, turned around quickly, and An An sat on the window sill again, smiling at him non-stop. "You always like to sit by the window, are you not afraid of falling?" He frowned, and raised his duke airs again. "No, unless I want to fall, no one can fall me." "I say danger is danger because..." "Because you are the future Duke, I must listen to you." An'an helped him continue the conversation, and after speaking, both of them smiled. After laughing, Fran approached and pulled her from the window. "Where did you go that day? I can't find you anywhere." "What do you want from me?" Pushing aside the ribbon that floated in front of his eyes, a pair of flexible eyes stared straight at him without blinking. "Well, I want to ask you to play in my bush maze." Reach out and hold her, is she cold?I felt a little stuffy in my heart, and I was not happy that she went out at night without adding clothes. Although it was uncomfortable to hold her cold and temperatureless hand, he liked the soft and small feeling of her in his palm. "Is it fun there?" She has never been there, so she is not familiar with it! "It's my own place, and no one else is allowed to enter. Are you afraid of ghosts? If not, I'll take you on an adventure, okay?" Fran suggested. "Ghost? Don't be afraid, they are my good friends." Shrugging, An An walked to his easel.Is he painting her?It turned out that not only she remembered him, but he also remembered her. "You always talk nonsense, you are too bold, you don't look like a Shuyuan at all." "My brother often says that too, but I don't mind being a Shuyuan or not, I just want to live happily and pretend to be a lady like your grandmother..." She gasped, with a respectful and insensitive look on her face. "You don't like her? She is my grandmother. When we are together, we will definitely meet her face to face." It is too early to think about these, but as long as he likes her, sooner or later she will be a member of the Poitiers family. "No, she's a bad woman, her heart is black, her blood is sour, if you approach her, my brother and I will cover our noses and walk away." She squeezed her nose tightly, and slapped her hand fiercely in front of her. Fran amused her look of disgust. "You are exaggerating. Grandma will definitely faint when she hears it." "I didn't lie to you, otherwise you thought she had lived for so many years without encountering a vampire?" An An said "unpalatable" on her face, and being a vampire is also very picky! "Boring, I don't want to listen to you. Let's go! I'll take you to play in my maze." Fran picked up the cloak on the shelf and tied it for her. With rare care, he used it on her. "Okay, when I meet Uncle Ghost and Aunt Ghost, I'll tell them that you are my good friend, so I can't scare you." An An promised. "Stupid! I don't believe that." "You should believe..." Before An An finished speaking, Fran pulled her away, and he ignored her nonsense anymore. ☆☆☆ The night was gloomy, and a few gusts of wind blew through, bringing a chill, Fran held An An's hand tighter, walked through the tower, passed the garden fountain, and they came all the way to the entrance of the maze. "Did you smell the fragrance of roses?" Fran broke off a rose and brought it to An An. She took a few steps back, let go of his hand, and stared at him with her arms folded. "You don't like roses?" He looked at the flowers and then at her. "It's because it doesn't like me." She retorted. "Are you afraid of its thorns? In fact, if you are careful, you won't hurt your fingers. Come on, try!" He explained her behavior smugly. "It's the roses that don't like me," she repeated.Standing stiffly behind him, neither going forward nor taking the rose in his hand. "Coward, even a flower is so afraid of this, and he said he is not afraid of ghosts." He didn't insist, put the picked flowers back into the rose bush, stretched out his hand, he pulled her back to his side, her body was cold, but so soft Make people comfortable. Following behind him, she repeated stubbornly: "I'm not afraid of it, it's because it doesn't like me." When An An walked through the rose bushes, she gently stroked the budding roses with her hands. Suddenly, the unbloomed bright pieces became scorched and withered, and fell on the dew-stained grass, lamenting its unrestrained youth. Just say it!The roses didn't like her, and they didn't like her from the time she knew the plant. "An'an, look." He took her hand to touch a lush tree. "This notch was left by my mother. When I was a child, she and I often went here to play. Every time we came, she would ask me to stand in front of the tree and help me measure whether I had grown taller." "You're so tall now, she has to stand on tiptoe to measure it." An An measured her height and his height with her hands, and there was a difference of a head. "She won't help me measure my height anymore... She passed away five years ago." He lowered his head, his eyes flickered, crossed his legs, and sat on the floor. "Sorry, I don't know..." She followed him and sat under the tree. "It's no fault of those who don't know. In my impression, she was never happy when she married my father. She often said that she was only lucky to have me. At that time, when my grandmother came to stay at home for a short time, we went to Hiding in this maze, we talked, told stories, and spent countless happy hours here." Fran fell into the memories. "Doesn't she like the Duke?" she asked. "My father is a flirtatious man. On the outside, he has countless mistresses, both openly and secretly. She has too many disappointments in this marriage." "Men are like this, but your mother is too weak, she should stand up to defend her marriage, whether it is your bad grandmother or those wicked women who want to get a share, as long as it is a cancer that threatens her marriage, you must fight against it." Get rid of it." "You should have shown up earlier, instilled these concepts in her, and told her that she has to face everything bravely to have a chance of success." "My mother always treats my father like this. If he dares to mess with flowers and grass outside, he will definitely have a lot of food and walk around when he comes home." Thinking of how her father was afraid of her mother, An An laughed unconsciously.In the future, when it's her turn to be someone's wife, she will probably be a bad wife too! "Where does your family live? I have been looking for you everywhere these days, but there is no whereabouts of you." Fran asked. "I lived in Orleans before, and our whole family loves to travel. During this time, my eldest brother and I happened to be here, and we came to be guests when we met your big banquet." "Where are your parents?" "They should be in England! I don't know very well, I have to ask my brother." They have always been like this. After staying in the same place for a long time, they have to change to a new place to prevent people from discovering their existence. They wander like gypsies. The difference is, it's not out of preference. "You often mention big brother, what kind of person is he?" "He is handsome and gentle. The most important thing is that he loves me very much and loves me more than my parents. Many girls lose their souls when they see him, and they don't even know that I will be eaten by my brother." .” have eaten?This kid's words are really unpretentious. If grandma hears it, half of his soul will not be frightened, and he will be unconscious for a long time before he blames it. "Your brother is so attractive?" "Is that called charm? I thought it was called super high hunting technique." Thinking of those women whose blood was sucked dry, with satisfied smiles before they died, An An felt nauseous. The charm of the eldest brother is probably similar to that of the black widow. Spiders are of the same kind. "Next time, when you have time, help me introduce you." "You don't want to see him." There are too few "foods" that can escape the palm of the eldest brother, and his luck comes from her persistence, otherwise he would have been a whole bunch of people when they first arrived in Shedsaw Castle. With mummy. "By the way, can you tell me a story? Tell me the story your mother told you. I really like listening to stories. There are princesses and princes." With her chin up, An An's eyes were full of hope. "Did your mother rarely tell you bedtime stories?" "Basically...she's not a dedicated mother." Apart from finding fresh blood for her who is obsessed with cleanliness and a partial eclipse, she seems to do little for her. "In that case, I'll be your mother tonight and tell you bedside stories." Wrapping her body, he held her in his arms, and her eyeballs met the Adam's apple in his neck.The eldest brother said that you can taste fresh and warm blood by biting down from the carotid artery, and the faint fishy smell can always arouse the throbbing hidden deep in the vampire's heart. Can you imagine lying in the middle of a pile of fragrant peaches?That's right, lying on him, An An felt this way. In his arms, she not only smelled the pleasant smell of food, but also felt the joy of being pampered. Is this the happiness that human beings talk about?very nice!It turns out that happiness is not exclusive to human beings, it can also be shared by vampires. "You said you're not afraid of ghosts?" Fran confirmed again. "Don't be afraid." Nestled in his arms, the thumping pulsation against his chest, she tried her best to gather happiness and fill her whole heart. "Aren't you afraid of ghosts? Good! Let me tell you a story about a vampire. Are you sure you won't be scared to wet the bed?" "No, no, if you say no, you won't." Wrapping around his waist, she buried her head deeper. "Since it won't, let the story begin! Once upon a time, there lived many vampires in a forest." Frank's story began. "You're wrong. Vampires will go to find abandoned castles to live in. They won't live in the forest. There are only mischievous elves in the forest." An An corrected him.The news of human beings is really outrageously wrong, and it is passed on to ten or ten to a hundred, and a bunch of absurdities are spread. "Okay! Among the vampires living in the castle, there is a very beautiful vampire princess. Slowly, she grows up and starts to learn to suck human blood. One day, she came out of the castle and saw a shepherd. Yingjie, a handsome young man, immediately fell in love with the little vampire princess when he saw her. He asked the princess to marry him. people. But the vampire father said: "No, we vampires live forever. After a few decades, the shepherd will become a wrinkled old man, and you will still be the most beautiful little princess. He will be so painful that he wishes he had never met you." you. ' The little princess was very sad, and didn't know how to reject the shepherd's marriage proposal, so she relayed her father's words to the shepherd, and hid back to the castle, never to see him again. From then on, the little princess refused to drink blood. After a few months, the young and beautiful little princess became a bit older. She hurried to the shepherd's house and wanted to tell him that she had found a way to make herself old. The shepherd actually died.His mother said that because he could not see the little princess, the young shepherd did not eat or drink, missed him day and night, and finally died of exhaustion. The little princess was so sad, so sad. After returning to the castle, she sang her thoughts to the moon outside the window every night.Nightingale thought the little princess's song was really nice, so she learned the little princess's song, and sang this miss song for her lover in every silent late night. " "I don't like this story, it's too sad, if I were a vampire princess, I would have to tell the shepherd: 'Wait for me, wait for me to think of a good way for us to be together.'" Ann posted at the end of the story Opinion. "If I were a shepherd and I couldn't find the princess, I would try my best to find it. If I can't find it in this life, I will continue to look for it in the next life. I won't give up hope so easily." Fran also added his own thoughts. "If the little princess and the shepherd had as much perseverance as we do, their end would be happy." "That's right, you have to fight for happiness by yourself, you can't wait for others to give you." Patting her on the head, Fran liked her bravery and optimism. Ok!This "food" is quite intelligent, it's a pity to eat it, she wants to keep it and play with it slowly. "I completely agree with what you said." Leaning on him, An An changed into a comfortable position and fell asleep soundly. Lowering his head, Fran looked at the little girl on his chest, put a kiss on her cheek, and whispered softly in her ear: "I like you...Xiao An'an..." ☆☆☆ She came at night and left at night, always appearing and disappearing out of thin air, and when he looked back, he couldn't find her. In the end, his daily schedule had to be changed for her. During the day, he slept in class, and at night he waited for her visit in front of the easel. That night, he was immersed in his thoughts, and then a series of silver bells laughed, and the little figure sitting by the window sill drew his attention back. "I've told you several times that it's dangerous to sit there, but you still don't listen." Approaching An'an, he held her slender waist and hugged her from the window. "What are you thinking? You are so focused! You didn't notice I came in for a long time." Putting his hands on his shoulders, he held his face. He had a handsome face that was not inferior to that of his elder brother. "Last time, you left me in the maze of trees and ran away by yourself. I thought you were naughty and got lost in it. I searched the maze for a long time, but I couldn't find you. Tell me! Why did you run away alone?" He There is anger on his face. "Because it's dawn...and I don't want to meet your grandmother." Lowering her voice, she admitted that she was wrong. "You should at least tell me." Staring at her, he said nothing.Her big smile makes it hard to be angry with her, relieved, forget it, she's just a little girl. "Where do you go during the day? I can't find you anywhere." "Just like you, I was locked in the room and listened to those boring classes." She twitched at the corners of her mouth, and she was given a "very big" class in the morning. "You also take classes? What do the teachers teach, and how much do you learn?" The teacher taught how to hunt food, how to escape from the scene when other humans arrived, how to preserve fresh blood, how to observe the blood concentration from the outside of the human body, how to reduce the panic level of food so that the blood would not turn sour... But this course is for their vampires The biggest secret should not be passed on casually. "Although I don't take classes seriously, I know a lot." An An's face was filled with pride. "Give me an example." She scoured her mind for things that humans called "abilities" that they didn't think were worth mentioning. "I can speak many languages, such as Chinese, Spanish, American, Japanese, etc." "Well then?" "Because I lived in those countries. I can also dance, sing, weave lace and embroider." Embroidery was taught to her by the "grain reserve" whom her brother liked. She has a pair of skillful hands, a very bright mind, and a beautiful person. She also told her the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl on the Qixi Festival. Later, my elder brother fell in love with her and forbade everyone to use her brains.There were several times when he wanted to turn her into a member of the same clan so that they could get married, but his father forbade it, because he was afraid that his eldest brother would insist on his own opinion, and that time the whole family hurriedly left China in the dim moonlight. In the future, every time my eldest brother thinks about it, he will feel annoyed for a long time. "You are such a talented girl." He kept holding her hand and didn't let go. When he noticed it, he realized that he didn't know when he was used to holding these little hands and talking.Perhaps subconsciously, he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear again. "By the way, didn't you draw me last time? Is it finished?" "It's finished, do you want to see it?" "Okay! I can guide you, where there are flaws in the painting that need to be corrected." "What a boast." He shook his head and pinched her pink cheeks. "It's easy to talk about." Pulling him up, she led him all the way out. It was another happy night, and she liked chatting with her food reserve more and more. Tonight, would he tell her another story about a little vampire princess?