vampire bat

The noisy voices in the front hall had been left far behind, and Winnie followed Bourne, his eyes fixed on Bourne's smooth brown hair.

"There is no medicine in the castle, because vampires never care about their injuries, and they always think that no matter how serious they are, they will heal." Bourne opened the door to the room, and the sunlight was blocked by thick curtains, which looked as hazy as the morning.

"But the master's house has it." Winnie said, no matter when he was injured, he could always find medicine here in Bourne.

"Because someone will always get hurt." Bourne laughed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Winnie felt that he was talking about himself, and scratched his hair guiltily: "Am I always getting into trouble?"

"Vinny's courage is getting smaller and smaller." Bourne found the potion, and he walked over and sat beside Winnie.

"Huh?" Winnie didn't understand, "Am I different from before?"

"When Winnie first came here, he was very fierce." Bourne thought about it and told him, "At that time, I touched you lightly, and you were about to bite me. Counting, I was bitten by you several times. It's time."

"..." Winnie was stunned. Was it really like this when he was an ordinary bat?Now, he doesn't dare to hurt his master.

In a daze, the potion fell on his hand, and Winnie cried out in pain.Catherine stepped on it so badly that she even wiped off a piece of skin.

"It hurts, I'll take it easy." Bourne slowed down the bandage, "My sister probably did it."

Winnie shook his head. He couldn't be the one to sow discord, so he had no choice but to hide it from Bourne: "I really fell by myself."

Bourne looked up at him, did not expose his lie, but turned the words around and said: "Our mother died a long time ago, she has been away from us for 100 years, but I was still very happy when she died. Small."

Vinny listened quietly.

"My mother is the younger sister of Prince Josephine. This was an extremely beautiful marriage, but only we know that my mother is not happy." Bourne fell into the memory, he seemed to be talking to himself, "She was crying every day, crying, getting angry, and arguing with her father. They didn't have time for us, so when I was a child, I was always taking care of my brother and sister."

Erlander had said the same thing, so Vinny knew that their mother had killed herself in the end, but why, he didn't know.

"Because... Dad fell in love with a human girl. He betrayed mom and us. Mom always thought it was her fault. She lived a life that was worse than death every day, and finally chose to commit suicide." Bourne raised his head violently. Started looking at Vinny, "The girl who broke my family looks a lot like you."

Winnie trembled suddenly under Bourne's gaze, and he suddenly felt the hatred in Bourne's eyes.

"I'm sorry, master." Winnie panicked.

"It's not your fault, Winnie." Bourne lowered his eyes, and he seemed tired.

Unfortunately, the terrified tears in Winnie's eyes still rolled out of his eyes uncontrollably, and he finally understood why Erlande said that he hadn't looked at him carefully.On that day, Erlande stood by the bed and stared blankly at his face, his gaze seemed to want to tear a piece of flesh out of Winnie's face.

"I won't blame you." Bourne wiped away Winnie's tears, kissed his forehead and said, "Stop thinking about it, go back and rest, and don't touch this hand again."

Winnie couldn't remember when he walked out of Bourne's house, and now he was sitting on his bed looking at his face in the mirror in a daze.

The door was pushed open with a bang, and Erlande came in and said angrily: "My sister took my letter!"

Vinny looked away guiltily: "I...don't know, I didn't say anything."

"I know." Erland looked down at Winnie, a sly smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I need you to do me a favor."

Winnie looked up and saw Erlande's smile, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"My sister will be attending the wedding tonight. I want you to sneak into my sister's room and steal the letter."

"No, I..." Winnie hurriedly refused.

Lovely Rand didn't give him a chance. He squeezed Winnie's chin and threatened: "You brought the letter! Now that something has happened, you can't escape it!"

"I will."

Erlande pinched Winnie's face in satisfaction, and before he left, he dropped a key: "Don't let me down."

In the anxious struggle of thoughts, time always passes quickly, and the sun has sunk below the horizon.

Winnie drew the curtains and opened the window, and the cold wind from outside blew in.Standing here, you can see the lights of the human city outside the dense forest, and a group of carriages advancing along the winding path.

The wedding started, but Winnie had no interest in it. He was caught in the noisy crowd and was always looking for Catherine.

Miss Catherine was holding a glass of red wine and talking to a young gentleman. The gentleman probably didn't know that there was a castle of vampires here.

"Vinny!" Erlande winked at him, signaling him to act quickly.

Winnie looked around and sneaked to the stairs on both sides.

This was his first time stealing, and if he was caught, he would be torn apart by Miss Catherine.

Taking out the key from his pocket, Winnie was so nervous that his hands were shaking, and he tried several times to open the door.For safety, he didn't turn on the lights, but fortunately, flying foxes have good eyesight at night, and he can see things in the dark clearly.

Catherine's room is neatly organized and has a faint lavender fragrance.

Winnie searched every cabinet and drawer carefully, and finally found all Miss Catherine's letters in an exquisite box. He frantically flipped through the sender's name, and finally found John's letter.

After getting the letter, Winnie put the things back, locked the door and left in a hurry.

Erlande has been guarding the stairs, and when he saw Winnie coming down, he hurriedly turned him into the corridor.

"Have you got it?"

Winnie took out the letter, and the other party snatched it.

"What's the matter?" Winnie was stunned for a moment after seeing Erlande open the letter, thinking that he had taken it by mistake.

"Thank you, Winnie." Erlande hugged him fiercely, "I love you, you are my good helper!"

Winnie, who was hugged and kissed by Ireland, stood there stupidly. What happened?Could a letter from a werewolf really make him happy like this?

"Where have you been?" Byrne couldn't find Winnie, but found him in the corridor. "There are pastries you like here, why don't you come?"

Vinny was taken aback, he was worried that what had just happened would be seen by Bourne.

"Are you afraid of something?" Byrne walked over and took his hand and led him out, "Come with me."

Winnie followed Bourne obediently. He felt that Catherine's resentful eyes had been covering him all the time, probably because he stole something and felt guilty.

"Do you have something on your mind?" Bourne asked when he saw Winnie's absent-minded look.

"..." Winnie shook his hand, and the pastry fell to the ground. He blinked and couldn't think of any lie to cover up, "Master, I... there are too many people here, I'm not used to it."

"I know a place where no one is quiet." Byrne held out his hand, waiting for him to make a decision.

Winnie hesitated, but still put his hand on Bourne's.

Bourne took him to the roof of the castle.

"How do I get up?" Vinny stared at the window through which Bourne had exited.

"Turn into a bat and fly up." Bourne's voice came from outside the window.

Winnie was stunned for a moment, and he turned into a little flying fox and flew out, landing on Bourne's shoulder.

"I almost forgot, but I can actually fly." Winnie said with his furry fox-like head in Bourne's ear.

"Come to me." Bourne put his hand on his shoulder and watched Winnie crawl into his palm.

Winnie shook his pointed ears, and stared at his master with two dark eyes.

"Sitting here, you can see the city of human beings in the distance, with bright lights burning every night, but the castle under my feet has been dead." Byrne looked at the city in the distance, which seemed to be lit on the horizon. fire.

Winnie turned into a teenager and sat beside Bourne. This was the first time he sat down to enjoy the night view: "Sitting here, you can see the moon. It was blocked by trees before."

"Do you like the moon?" Byrne asked him.

"Shouldn't all creatures living in the dark love the moon?"

"No, I like the sun, even though I've never seen it." Bourne said, and he suddenly smiled. companion."

"Master has family members, they can accompany you." Winnie comforted him, but he saw Bourne shaking his head with a disappointed expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, master." Although Winnie didn't know what was wrong with what he said just now, Bourne seemed to be in a low mood.

"I don't blame you." Bourne touched Winnie's head, and Winnie was always obedient to his masters.

"Vinny." Byrne called his name.

Winnie raised his head, and stared at Bourne with those moist black eyes.

Bourne's gaze became a little fiery, and Winnie lowered his head uneasily, but his jaw was suddenly strangled.

"Master..." Winnie didn't have time to finish. He saw Bourne leaning over, and the face he dreamed of was close in front of him.

Bourne tentatively kissed it slowly, and the touch was as soft as he imagined. The person in his arms froze and did not dare to move, but his heartbeat became faster and faster.

Winnie didn't move, he felt the cold touch on his skin, and the pain when the other party's fangs bit his lips lightly.

Suddenly, everything disappeared, Vinny opened his eyes, and he was alone on the roof.