[Zongmeiying] Soul Mate

Elizabeth secretly fumbled for the ring she carried with her in the hidden pocket of her handbag, waiting excitedly for Caius' affirmative answer.

"He's not Alexander." Caius seemed to have guessed her action a long time ago, and gently pressed her hand to prevent her from taking out the ring.

"...What?" This was disappointing news, Elizabeth stopped in disappointment, "Isn't he?"

"He's not." Caius lowered his head and looked directly into her eyes firmly. His long eyelashes cast a delicate shadow above his cheekbones. His expression was convincing, but Elizabeth felt something was wrong.

"Cough... If only he was Alexander, I can return the things to him." Elizabeth said tentatively.

"You owe Alexander nothing, Lisa." Caius turned his head sideways.

They sat peacefully for a while, and didn't say anything more about this question.

The auction is still in full swing. Jaina is sitting behind Caius, carefully peeking at Elizabeth's face, always ready to take pictures for her of anything she wants, but her efforts are destined to go in vain. The event itself It didn't appeal to Elizabeth, but Harry was about to bid on a box of cigars with a reputation. Elizabeth didn't have much research on these things, so she could only pretend to be involved in echoing Harry's evaluation of the auction item.

"I'll leave for a moment," Caius blinked impatiently. There are too many humans here, which triggers the vampire's hunting instinct. Too much venom accumulates in the eye sockets, causing the contact lenses to melt quickly. Revealing a dangerous red color, Caius squeezed Elizabeth's hand tightly, "I'll be back soon."

"Okay..." Elizabeth looked back anxiously at him, and watched him walk towards the side door together with many sneaking spectators.

But as soon as Caius was out of her sight, Elizabeth couldn't help but look back at Alexand... no, Alex—the boy was sitting sleepily among the bodyguards, beaten by his well-trimmed blond hair. With lively curls, unruly combed back, revealing a handsome face with a sharp outline, he looks like a lion with sleepy hair, even though he looks unconscious, he is still full of aura.

Perhaps the movement of turning his head was too obvious, or maybe he had been staring at him for too long, Alex turned his head sharply to catch Elizabeth's gaze, he raised his eyebrows, and gave her a lazy smile.

At this moment, Elizabeth suddenly wondered how she instantly connected him with Alexander. Although the Alexander in her memory was similar in appearance to the young man in front of her, they were clearly so different. Why did she meet him when she saw him? Think for a moment that that weather-beaten, tormented face once belonged to this carefree young man?And Caius, she felt more and more that he was hiding something, she was really curious.

It was already midnight when she finally got home. Elizabeth had just bid farewell to Caius in front of her grandfather downstairs, and then saw him in her room again.

"I don't understand, why can't I return that ring to Alexander?" Elizabeth started tinkering with bottles and jars on her own, preparing to remove her make-up and take a shower. Caius was a frequent visitor and did not need to be entertained by the host.

"Do you still think he is Alexander?" Caius asked, the water hitting the sink made a crisp sound, and he could see the trajectory of every drop of water falling.

"If he is, why can't I give him that ring back?" His attempt to divert attention was too obvious, Elizabeth was not fooled, the dress was too tight, and bending was a bit difficult, and she tried to reach the zipper with her hands behind her back, and failed.

Caius sighed silently.

When splashing water on her face with her eyes closed, Elizabeth felt Caius' fingers caressing her shoulders with familiar strength. The cold touch made her blood warm up. He pulled down the zipper of the dress for her, and then A cherished kiss landed on her shoulder, and she turned and sped out of her bathroom.

When Elizabeth finally finished all the pre-bedtime procedures, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Caius sitting on the window sill. He took off his western coat and only wore a shirt. He was more like her peers, but he was extraordinarily beautiful. he goes.

But the ring held between her fingers is too existential, Elizabeth stood a few steps away from him, and asked softly, "You said before that this is a gift from Hephaistion to Alexander, this ring is very important to us. It’s nothing to him, but it’s very important to him, if it’s possible, why not return it to him?”

"...What if you need this ring in the future?" Caius lowered his arm towards her in frustration, and Caius tried to reason with Elizabeth.

Needless to say, no one had contradicted him to his face in thousands of years, and he had never seriously stopped her from doing anything, and with no old history to follow, he didn't know what to say to dispel this idea of ​​generosity and selflessness.

"But you showed it to your wizard friend, it's just a ring." She was puzzled.

"Elizabeth, how can you say it's not important?" Caius suppressed his impatience, "No one can be [-]% sure that it won't be useful for other things, how can you send something that may be related to your future to others? If it affects you, no matter how small it is... I will not let you take the risk of one in ten thousand."

Elizabeth had nothing to say, and even if it wasn't right, she couldn't accuse a man of being too selfish when he thought of her completely.

"You saw him when we entered the hall, didn't you?" she remembered.

"Yes." She has always been a smart child, and Caius knew that Elizabeth was sensitive in this regard, so he simply admitted it.

"You made up your mind at that time, didn't you?" Elizabeth asked suspiciously.

Caius didn't answer, but pulled her into his arms.

"He tried his best to lift this ring when he died... Caius, Alexander was once your friend." Elizabeth planned to make a final effort for Alexander.

"Even if they have the same soul, but no memory, he is not the old Alexander, but Alex. Lisa, at the moment he also dies, they are over forever, Hephaestion and Alexander is just a pair of victims of fate." Although Caius still used some skills to make his voice sound full of emotion, Elizabeth's words did not touch him in the slightest. She didn't know that a person who had lived so long and experienced so much could What a hard heart.

From the moment he met Elizabeth, he couldn't care about other people's affairs, and everything was more important than her, not to mention a friend who died a thousand years ago, even the entire Volturi was behind her .

"Memories? What if he remembers...if he's lucky enough." Elizabeth propped up his chest and stood up straight. She disagreed, there are so many supernatural powers in this world, it's impossible to guarantee that someone will be able to remember one day What about your previous life?

"There is nothing so far that can awaken the memory of the previous life. Perhaps only the gods can master the magic beyond the past and present, just like the power that you cannot freely control now. Do you know how worried I am?" Caius emphasized solemnly.

"But, but they can create new memories, if they can meet again in this peaceful and happy age...and this," Elizabeth retorted, raising the ring in her hand and staring at the beautiful gemstones inlaid on the gold ring , "This ring may be some kind of hidden guidance. Think about it, the owner of the Book of Fate, I, did not bring back the crown and sword for him, but a token of my love..."

"The odds are too small!"

Her words were interrupted rudely by Caius, which had never happened before, and Elizabeth froze for a moment.

"Not just anyone has the chance to be reincarnated, let alone these two people happened to be born in the same age." Knowing that Elizabeth still didn't realize the seriousness of the situation, Caius couldn't help but speed up his speech, and his pleasant voice seemed Sharpened, he took the ring with irresistible force, and decided that he would keep this ominous token safe until Elizabeth gave up the idea.

"Stop worrying about other people," his tone became gentle again, "You are very tired, where do you want to sleep tonight? Here, or next door?"