Picked up a vampire boyfriend

On the day Jiang Mulan left, Mexico City had the heaviest snowfall in years.

It was covered with snow, and the blood clam roses in front of the villa were covered.

No more enchanting, more decadent.

When he woke up from the bedroom that day and didn't see the person on the bed, he realized something.

He didn't find anyone to look for it, as if he had thought about such a thing a long time ago, or the scene where the ability had appeared before.

Lu Xiaoning called him and said that Yi Fan left him a message and left.

Sheng Anyun is still envious of him, at least you still have a message, but I don't have anything.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the whole city is immersed in the festive decorations. On the streets, big red lanterns are hung high.

There is some shopping for the Chinese New Year, but the crowds of people in the supermarket gave him a splitting headache.I pushed the shopping cart around for a long time and didn't know what to buy.

In the past, he and Hal lived together. Although Lu Xiaoning would invite him every time, he really didn't want to see Yi Fan's face.

I didn't buy many new year's goods, but the shopping cart was full, and the most loaded ones were red wine and red dates and goji berries.When checking out, the cashier specifically asked again, "Sir, are you sure you want to buy these?"

Sheng Anyun looked up, "Forget it, my wife likes it"

On the way back, there was a bustling scene everywhere, with crowds of people buying new year's goods. Even the small supermarket in the villa area, which was usually not visited by anyone, was so crowded that cars couldn't drive through.

He drove the car around another road and squeezed out of it.

When the door of the villa was opened, the dog that usually pounced on him was gone today.

The villa is still the same as before, clean and spotless.

It’s just that the person sitting on the sofa watching dog blood dramas on the iPad is gone, the thermos cup on the table will still be soaked with goji berries, and a bottle of red wine will be placed under the coffee table for his convenience.

"Hal, Hal" called a few times in the living room, but there was no response, thinking that he must have fallen asleep somewhere.

He still remembered that the guy had come up with the name "Hal".

The wine cabinet in the kitchen was filled again, but my heart was empty.

Putting things back together, he walked back to the bedroom. He didn't lose his habit of taking a shower as soon as he came back from the house, but he forgot everything else, and even his normal biological clock was affected.

Sheng Anyun raised his head and glanced at the cold bed, the neatly folded bear pajamas were still placed on the bedside, and the faint fragrance on it had not dissipated for a long time.

In fact, he didn't want to recall these anymore, but some things seemed to be rooted in his heart, and he couldn't forget them, and there was even a vague voice in his ears all the time.

That little idiot who has been twittering behind him will no longer come over to him silently and ask, "What are you doing?", nor will there be sticky people leaning over him and insisting on sniffing him a few times. Sit back to such a scene safely.

Jiang Mulan left so suddenly that he was not mentally prepared for it.

The doorbell rang at an inopportune time.

He didn't care about it. If he could come here at this time, he would know who it was after thinking about it.

Sure enough, the door opened in the next second.

Sheng Anyun was sitting on the sofa, watching the video recording with a tablet.

"I thought you weren't home"

"what are you doing"

"Isn't today fifteen?"

Sheng Anyun raised his head and replied flatly, "Yes".

"It seems that I haven't seen your personality for a long time. By the way, is your illness cured?"

"who knows"

Lu Xiaoning put down the dog food in his hand, and examined him carefully, his complexion was much darker than before, his eyes were also darker, the whole feeling was dejected and depressed.

"You see, you've been quite sad all your life. You finally opened up your heart once, and you were tricked by others. What should I say about you?"

Ever since he came in, Sheng Anyun has been very irritable, and now it's even more uncomfortable to hear him say, "Did you come here to run on me because you were too busy?"

"That's not true, I happen to be free when Yi Fan isn't here"

"When did they say they'd be back"

"Who are you asking? Yi Fan explained that he will be back the day after tomorrow. As for your family, he probably won't come back. It is said that he doesn't remember you at all."

Sheng Anyun chuckled a few times, and said expressionlessly, "Maybe."

He said he was not sure, but he knew the answer in his heart.

He knew it and remembered it.

That night he saw that there was a hint of sadness in those scarlet eyes, and there was boundless darkness in his eyes.

When Lu Xiaoning arrived, he handed him a glass of red wine, "Have a glass?"

Sheng Anyun raised her eyes, the circles of her eyes were red, "He will come back, I'm sure, even if I remember it, he won't forget it"

Lu Xiaoning looked at him without saying a word, he could be sure of the firmness in Sheng Anyun's eyes, just like the text message Yi Fan left him, from the beginning to the end he never doubted that Yi Fan would leave him behind, even if sometimes he They will be reluctant, but their relationship is serious and irreplaceable.

Lu Xiaoning picked up the wine glass, touched him lightly, and suddenly said, "I hope it will be as you wish."

He has no reason to continue discussing with him, eyes can't deceive people, and all he can do is to accompany him quietly, if that personality doesn't show up today, maybe he can still have a pleasant night here.

At the same moment, in a bar in a certain country in the Western Hemisphere.

The waiter opened the red wine on the table with a corkscrew, skillfully and politely poured the red wine into the small wine glass, and made a gesture of invitation, "Please"

Sommelier in the western restaurant is the person who knows the best about wine. He pours the wine, reads the wine label, and opens the wine.

Jiang Mulan looked up at him, her green eyes were much deeper than before, and even her outline was much more beautiful, and when she turned her eyebrows and eyes, she was full of tenderness.

Jiang Mulan said lightly, "Long time no see."

Sommelier raised his head, smiling enchantingly, "It should be a long time no see you"

"Is he here?"

"Who are you talking about?"

Yi Fan glanced in the direction of the door and interjected, "Maybe it's already here."

Jiang Mulan was taken aback, followed his gaze, "Yeah"

Lu Lin followed their gazes, walked over gracefully, and found a place to sit down calmly.

"They're all waiting for me?"

When everyone's eyes fell on him, Sommelier spoke first, "You look much more enchanting."

Jiang Mulan laughed uncontrollably, and Yi Fan laughed too.

Lu Lin remained calm, "You guys didn't call me here today to laugh at my appearance, right? Let's discuss some serious matters."

Yi Fan said, "I called you here to ask how far your research has progressed."

Lu Lin was taken aback, "I didn't expect him to remember it so quickly", and looked at Jiang Mulan who was beside him.

"You still want to study my memory?"

"That's not true. I tried my best for your feelings at the beginning, but I didn't expect that in the end, you let it go completely."

Jiang Mulan took a sip of the wine expressionlessly, and unconsciously stroked her injured wrist, where a colorful drawstring was tied with a beautiful bow.

Seeing Pretty, Sommelier asked, "What's this?"

"decorating the wrist"

"I haven't seen you for so many years, but you know fashion very well"

"I'm not the point, the point is what we're going to do next"

Yi Fan looked at him, and naturally there was no need to describe the sad story hidden under that hairband. He thought, for Jiang Mulan, it would be best to forget.

Jiang Mulan noticed his gaze, and retracted it into her arms embarrassingly, "Lu Lin, I hope you can tell us, have you found a solution now?"

Lu Lin didn't shy away from his gaze and the questions he asked, "I haven't made a conclusion yet. The drug is in the process of taking shape, but I need experimenters."

Yi Fan said, "What kind of experimenter do you want?"

"The test subjects who drink human blood should preferably be people from the orthodox Silver sect, but I don't think that person and his father will agree to test their own medicine. If they know that we are doing this here, they will definitely kill us of"

Sommelier said, "Lan, their people have been looking for you"

"I know, I saw Nuo Sang"

Yi Fan looked at him suspiciously, "Where did you see that?"

"That day, the underground parking lot"

"So, you remembered that day?"

Jiang Mulan replied lightly, "Yeah."

Lu Lin, "Now is not the time to talk about this, so you must find some experimenters for me, and our experiment must be over there and not here. I am negotiating with the Administration. If the drug test is successful, we must find Only by cooperating with a formal and prestigious local company can we achieve twice the result with half the effort”

Before the words fell, Jiang Mulan woke up like a dream.

"Lan, we need you to negotiate with Yi Fan, in the name of the project developer"

Jiang Mulan glanced at him lightly, and naturally knew what kind of medicine that guy was selling in his bones.

But he couldn't refuse, "yes"

Lu Lin, "Let's go back together tomorrow, and Sommelier is here to observe Clive's movements."

……

On the way back, Yi Fan couldn't help but probe, "Alan, you really don't remember?"

He frowned, "What?"

"After waking up, you lost your memory for a while."

"do not remember"

His tone was cold, but there was an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

When he returned to the hotel where he was temporarily staying, the door was closed, and his holding heart was released.

The bow tied on the wrist was loosened, and the festering place was no longer, and now it was replaced by a beautiful tattoo, "Sheng"

The words lay there shining brightly as if dyed by wind and moon, charming and charming.

I still remember that day when the tattoo master asked him with a British accent, "What's the letter"

He replied vaguely, "apersonwhoisveryimportantforme"

His light blue eyes fell on his wrist, and there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes.

He rubbed it lightly, kissed tenderly there softly, curled the corner of his mouth, and murmured, "Mine"

It was not a sudden sympathy for each other, but a tacit understanding between the two. In the long river that has lasted for hundreds of years, a pink flower finally bloomed silently.