Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

He seemed to be really drunk. There was no one in the alley during the day, and Ji Yan didn't know what to do, so she could only hold him.

Ji Yan used to think that Arnold had lived for so many years and he should have tried everything. As the master of the Arthur family, even a glass of strong wine was not a problem.

But it was obvious that she was overthinking it. Arnold's drinking capacity was average, and a glass of strong wine was enough to make him delirious.

The breeze was gentle. Ji Yan held Arnold in her arms and watched the town gradually become dyed orange, which felt warm and felt in her heart.

The air was still hot, and the young man in his arms slowly raised his body.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment and looked up into those dark eyes.

It was still hazy, and the alcohol had dissipated a little, but not completely, and I was still drunk.

Arnold looked at Ji Yan and then at the surrounding scene, frowning with a headache, "What just happened?"

Those beautiful lips pursed slightly, as if they had encountered something incomprehensible, and there was a bit of softness in the misty eyes.

Ji Yan paused, and the smile at the corner of her mouth widened slightly.

"It's nothing, you're just drunk." The girl held his clothes, "It's getting dark and the bonfire party is about to start. Let's go back to town first, okay?"

Arnold looked at her and nodded obediently.

Lowering his eyes and catching a glimpse of the hem of clothes being held, he seemed to have thought of something and raised his arm. His well-proportioned and beautiful fingers took the initiative to hold Ji Yan's hand and squeezed it gently.

Although this was not the first time she was being led, Ji Yan still stiffened for a moment, turned her head and saw the young man's gentle and obedient face, and acquiesced to the other person's actions.

They returned to the town, and there were already many people in the town square.

There is a huge statue in the center, which is said to be the religious god believed in by the town. The statue holds a huge cross in its hand, half a person tall, and the surface is plated with a layer of pure silver. The town residents raised funds to plate the cross. .

This statue is the patron saint to the residents of the town.

There is always one day every month when everyone sits together, lights bonfires, lights torches, and sings and dances amidst laughter and laughter.

Everyone is preparing for the coming night.

People were busy, bringing bundles of dry firewood, and some people placed a circle of garlic outside the activity area. Children held cross toys in their hands, chasing each other, and the wind lifted the corners of their simple clothes and tied them with strings. The silver cross hanging around his neck is looming.

Arnold's brows have never relaxed since he entered this area.

Ji Yan was originally immersed in the excitement, but when she turned her head and saw the pitiful and aggrieved young man, she was stunned and remembered that he was a vampire.

Arnold hates garlic, hates crosses, and even sterling silver crosses can cause harm to him. All these things seem to be concentrated here, making him so bored that he can't breathe.

Ji Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "How about we go back, sir."

He doesn't look well.

Ji Yan didn't want to have fun herself, but her companions were unhappy.

The smell here made Arnold disgusted and resisted, but when the little blood servant offered to leave, he clearly saw the bright light in her eyes dimming a little... She liked it here.

He was unable to respond for a moment.

Ji Yan thought he wanted to go back, so after speaking, she grabbed Arnold's clothes and wanted to take him away, but her hand was held by him again.

The cool fingers dispel the dullness of the night.

People were coming and going around, and Arnold took her through the crowd.

She raised her head and saw the light of the torch dancing on his pale and beautiful face with a charming firelight that made people unable to look away.

After stopping, Ji Yan came back to her senses and looked around.

Arnold took her to a place with relatively few people.

She realized something, and her heart was slightly touched. The girl's slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and her voice was blown away by the wind, very softly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The young man shook his head. He took off his hood, and the wind raised his hair. The usually noble vampire had messy hair and a slight hint of drunkenness in his eyes. He seemed to be just an ordinary little boy here. Town youth.

There was no dignity, elegance, or condescension, only a simple and clean soul. Ji Yan saw a different Arnold, her heart was rippled, and the corners of her lips curved into a shallow smile.

She pulled Arnold and sat on the ground. The grass was slightly wet with night dew, but no one would mind. The cloak was pressed underneath her, and the hems of their clothes were close together, almost stacked on top of each other.

The girl's smiling eyes reflected the firelight, the crowd, and a few scattered stars above the night.

Arnold experienced human comfort and happiness for the first time.

When she was happiest, he held her hand, his eyes were attracted by the light in her eyes, and the surrounding atmosphere became less annoying.

When the party started, the townspeople invited them over.

"Are you from out of town? I saw you in the town today, but I didn't expect to meet you at night. You came at the right time. It's a lively night."

Ji Yan nodded and pulled Arnold towards the crowd.

But she thought of something again and looked at Arnold uncertainly.

The residents who participated in the bonfire party all wore crosses and silver jewelry. Ji Yan even saw someone making a neck ring with garlic and hanging it around their neck. If he stayed with them, Arnold might not be able to adapt.

Her eyes fell on the young man's eyes. Arnold seemed to be thinking, but soon he took her hand and took the initiative to lead her towards the crowd.

Ji Yan lowered her eyes, her eyes slightly dazed, and gradually, a warmth began to rise in her heart.

The night was dark, but the faces of the people sitting around the bonfire were shining.

Ji Yan and Arnold sat side by side. The town residents shared the food they brought with them. After Ji Yan took it and thanked her, she gave half to Arnold.

Everyone sat together to eat, drink and have fun, and talented young people came to perform in front of everyone, including songs, poems, and dances... It was dazzling. Later, everyone stood up and danced the simplest dance around the bonfire. .

This was a bit difficult for Arnold. He was also trying to integrate. His arms were raised, but his limbs seemed extremely stiff.

After failing to keep up with the rhythm several times, the young man lowered his eyelashes in frustration, his dark eyes filled with confusion.

After Ji Yan saw it, a smile spread on her lips, and she was infected by the surrounding atmosphere. She took Arnold's hand and led him to move.

Arnold lowered his head, everything he experienced today was strange and novel.

He couldn't tolerate the noise in his ears in the past, but this time it was different. He began to be able to distinguish the difference between excitement and noise.

Arnold raised his head and squeezed Ji Yan's fingers.

After a long time, the corners of the young man's beautiful and cold lips also curved slightly.

Late at night, a sudden heavy rain interrupted the lively atmosphere.

Perhaps it's not without warning. The dull weather in the evening has already given people a bright foreshadowing.