Chapter 10 Chapter nine

D is in the room.I was taken aback. "When did you come back?" "Just now." He threw the changed shirt into the hotel's dry cleaning bag, walked over and hugged me, "I'm sorry I went out last night, how are you doing today? Is Venice fun?" "Going out on a boat with them," I said. "It's a nice view, but most of the shops are still closed." "And that American named Siegfried?" Although his tone was flat, I was still startled when I suddenly heard Xiao S's name from his mouth. "Well, and his girlfriend," I said quickly, and added, "And Heath."

He didn't react to the latter name, just smiled, "Audrey." He said, "Everyone has a past." "You know?" I frowned at him, a little annoyed, "You read my mind again?" He sighed and shook his head, "I can tell without reading." I turned my head away in embarrassment, but he pulled me back, "I just want to tell you, Audrey, it's okay." He repeated the sentence just now, "Everyone has a past." "Do you have it too?" I looked up at him, and immediately broke down in grief over my stupidity.He lived six hundred years!Satan!Do you really want him to count all his ex-girlfriends in front of you one by one, reproduce their voices and smiles vividly, so that you can compare yourself with them in the eternal years?Audrey you idiot!Do you still feel that your life is not painful enough or sad enough?

He looked at me with a smile, and I hoped desperately in my heart that he would never say it out loud, but he still said, "If it is really necessary to count, there is only one." He seemed to deliberately ignore my violent psychology at the moment activities (I bet he knows all about that), just looking me in the eyes and saying clearly to me, "She made me who I am." "It was she... who turned you into a vampire?" I tremblingly said, but I was shocked by my stubborn and hopeless bad habits, knowing that one day this kind of character would definitely make me die without a place to bury myself.

"No." He shook his head.My expression must have been terribly miserable at the moment, because it seemed that the other party couldn't bear to continue fooling me, and he finally said the following words: "I have known her for a long time, a long time. I regret that I didn't have a good time with her." Cherish it, because she died very early." Regardless of my struggle, he forcibly pulled me into his arms, touched my forehead lightly with his cold lips, and said to me with a smile, "but luckily she came back again. Come to me." I don't struggle anymore.I stared blankly into his eyes, not knowing what he was talking about.

"She's right in front of me. My past, my present, my future. Her name is Odile." I looked at him suspiciously.Because just at that moment, he became the guy I was familiar with again.No, or rather, a complete stranger.Because from what I know of him, he doesn't look like someone who would say such things.But if it wasn't for him, the two of us wouldn't be in Venice at all right now, would we? He's the one who proposed to me at the foot of the white cliffs at Dover. He's also the one who made the six vows to me deep in the woods of Transylvania. He is Vlad Dracula.For six hundred years, his love has never changed.

And I am the one who thinks wildly, I am the one who complains about myself, and I am the one who is negative and pessimistic.In fact, I was the one who destroyed all the trust and sweet love, almost destroying everything we had so hard to get. I lowered my head, not daring to look into his eyes.I had a fever in my face and didn't know how to explain all this to him.But he just patted me on the back, lowered his head and said into my ear: "Everyone has a past, but the important thing is how to deal with the future. I need you to believe me, Audrey." "I believe in you." I heard myself say this in a low voice, blushing so hard that I didn't dare to look up.

"Then shall we go up?" He let go of me. I looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he meant. "It's eight o'clock." He pointed to the clock on the wall. "Your companions are about to start telling stories." "Are you serious?" I looked at him inexplicably and annoyed, and I wanted to say, they were not "my companions"! "My companion" is only you!We're only just getting started, and he's going to keep joining that ridiculous "rehab club" and listen to bedtime stories from a bunch of unrelated people?Are those stories so important that we would be willing to waste such a good evening?

He didn't answer, just gave me a serious look.I remembered the promise I had just made. "I believe in you." I repeated mechanically, but my words were uncertain. "Good girl." He smiled and held out his hand to me. I had no choice but to hold his hand and reluctantly followed him out of the room. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and there was still no electricity in the hotel, and all the floors were pitch black.He took my hand upstairs, walking quickly.I was about to ask him why he didn't light a candle (the hotel has a lot for each room), and he suddenly replied, "I can see it."

I choked, ashamed of my stupidity once again.Of course he could see it, he was a vampire.But having said that, couldn't he light a candle for me who was in the dark? "Focus, you can do it too." He read my mind again. I blushed again, but luckily he couldn't see it, or, at least, pretended not to.Because I was with him, I had almost forgotten the fact that I was a devil.Or maybe eighteen years of human inertia is at work. I always think that I am a fragile and sensitive little girl who needs his protection and care every moment.But in fact, most of the time, I can do very well by myself.I don't need anything.

I closed my eyes like he said and concentrated.He was right, I found that I could actually see everything in front of me clearly.The narrow corridor, the room numbers on the door plates on both sides, and even a barely noticeable stain on the carpet on the right.I was just about to carefully identify what it was when he suddenly grabbed me.I staggered and fell hard into his arms. "What's the matter?" I managed to stand still and muttered dissatisfiedly. "There's a step ahead, I'm afraid you haven't noticed it," he replied calmly. He was the one who got me focused, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that I could actually see everything in absolute darkness.So I am very sure that we have reached the top floor of the hotel at this moment, and there are no steps under our feet as he said.It's just that at the moment he pulled me over, I seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing past my ears.This is a completely enclosed corridor, old and cramped, without a single window in the two volumes.There should be no wind here.But oddly, I do remember vividly the feeling of the wind in my hair.The wind is cold.

Then I saw the light. Turning a corner, the golden candlelight is coming out through a gap in the darkness, falling on the carpet, leaving a thin and long golden thread, sharp and empty, like the passing of time, like a sharp sword , In an instant, the two worlds of Yin and Yang were separated. Those are the two doors of the restaurant. "Here we are," he said.