[TSN social network] He's missing

52

"He's mine," Eduardo says.

"I think there's a first-come-first-served approach to picking prey." The red eye that was blown away—oh, there are two red eyes here now, let's call him the red eye since we know the name of the other one— —struggled up from the ruins.

"Sometimes we're not so polite." Eduardo almost said 'what if I'm just trying to rob you'.

The other party laughed, his voice a little cold. "I'm Hubert, what about you?"

"...Eduardo Cullen."

Hubert was surprised, "You have a surname?"

Having a surname means one thing to a vampire—it's a family vampire.Messing him is tantamount to messing with a family.

This is the object that vampires who wander alone do not want to provoke.

Apparently, so did Hubert.

"Okay." He was discouraged, and patted his dusty clothes boredly, "I'll leave this little guy to you."

He walked to the window and disappeared in the next second.Leave a word in the air.

"Guy Cullen, you owe me one."

53

The security of the community called. There was too much movement here, and some neighbors complained.

Mark answered the phone and made up some random excuse to get away with it.

Chris seemed to have just come back to his senses, and looked cautiously at the man in a full suit standing in the middle of the room—oh, no, it was a vampire.

"...Wardo?"

54

Eduardo curses Hubert in his mind.

Who the fuck owes you.You made me miserable.I didn't burn you, you are considered light.

Eduardo watched Chris tremble from the corner of his eye.Feel the glance behind him like a laser.

……what should I do?

55

It takes two seconds for Chris to call out the word Wardo before Eduardo responds to it.

He turned to Chris, with a stiff smile on his face, "Long time no see, Chris."

Seeing the strange face and expression, Chris didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mark over there hangs up the phone with security, and he's forcing his breath to get it into a normal rhythm—Eduardo can hear it, can he even hear Mark's heartbeat, okay?

Wait, why is he counting Mark's heartbeats.

...God, his heart was beating so fast.

Eduardo forces himself to turn around to face Mark.All the words he planned to say in his heart stopped abruptly when he saw the other person's face. He looked at those familiar eyes, those blue eyes, filled with affection, pain, and hope.

Memories suddenly exploded in my mind like a bomb.All the suppression in the past six months has lost its effect, and it has even brought about a greater rebound.

Eduardo falters.

It turned out that I missed him so much.

55

"You're here." Mark's voice was a little dazed. "Right here."

Eduardo's eyes sweep across Mark, surrounding Mark.He opened his mouth, trying not to tremble in his voice.

"Long time no see, Mark."

The moment he called out Mark's name, Mark seemed to wake up with a start.The trance faded from his eyes, and he strode forward, "Wardo!"

Eduardo didn't even think about it, one teleported to a meter away.

"Don't come here!"

Mark is dumbfounded. "What?"

Eduardo's heart is hopeless.

"Don't come close to me, I can't control myself!"

Mark stopped where he was, "Oh... oh. Okay." He stood there for a while, licked his dry lips, and asked, "...Have you seen that interview?"

Eduardo stands a meter away, controlling his blood-sucking urge.But the dryness in his throat was driving him crazy.

"...I've seen it. That's why I'm here."

"I saw someone standing on a tree outside my window before, so I was right, it was you."

"...YES."

"Why don't you come in?"

Eduardo shook his head, eyes melancholy and gentle, but with a flood of sadness, "I can't. I'll kill you."

Mark sneered, "So you just watched me look for you for half a year, and refused to give me any news to reassure me? Are you happy to see me suffering for you? Proud?"

"Mark!" Chris hastily stopped.

Eduardo couldn't believe it, "Why do you think that?"

"Why don't I think so? A whole half a year! A whole half a year!" Mark really seemed to be out of breath, his face even flushed red, he was breathing quickly, his expression was as tense as a knife. "You can't fucking give me any news! Email! Text! Anything! At least let me know you're alive! At least don't let me see that damn surveillance video every day in my dreams, and call me when I see you name, and saw you lying motionless on the ground like a corpse!"

"GOD, Mark," Eduardo said almost breathlessly, "…do you dream about me every day?"

Mark's eyes are red.He looks at Eduardo steadily, "It's all your fault."

"You almost killed me."

56

Some people don't talk a lot.But once you say it, it's terrible.

Mark is definitely that kind of guy.

Eduardo thought as he was in a daze.

This is definitely a foul.

57

Eduardo knows that some questions don't really need to be asked.We all know each other well.

For example, why he is so worried about the rainy day, why he avoids saying goodbye, why he rushes out to protect Mark without thinking.

Another example is why Mark has been looking for him persistently in the past six months, why Eduardo's disappearance makes him so painful, and what does the phrase "Ineedyou" represent.

Fear comes from caring.

Pain comes from love.

Eduardo didn't dare to say these things when he was alive, and Mark didn't notice.It wasn't until Eduardo died that the truth became clear, and the two of them were willing to pay attention, discover, and admit it.

Not without regret.

If only Eduardo had noticed the sincerity that came out of Mark's mouth in the first place, if only he had been more patient and less impulsive.If only Mark could have noticed his awakening earlier, if only he could have been more honest and less hard-nosed.

Maybe nothing after that will happen.

Eduardo wasn't going to the airport overnight to meet a vampire serial killer.There is no such series of things.

But in that case, they would not admit their feelings so simply.

Misunderstanding.

Yet it was doomed.

58

Mark later had a follow-up to that dream twice.It was the dream that made him desperate to find him in the early hours of the morning after Eduardo left.

For the first time, he dreamed that he tricked Eduardo into signing a dilutive contract, and Eduardo signed it off guard, not realizing it until he came to Facebook's offices again a few months later.He smashes Mark's computer and announces he's coming back to take it all.

Everything.

After waking up from this dream, Mark even wondered for a moment whether he should find a way to dilute his shares in this Wardo, maybe Eduardo would come out and ask him for this "Everything".

This is of course impossible. Mark was just thinking about it for a while.He couldn't bear to do it.

Now only the shares are there to remind him, to remind others that Eduardo Saverin existed.He dared not dilute it.He dilutes himself without touching the part that nominally belongs to Eduardo.

The second time was after Sean left.He dreams that he's in a lawsuit with Eduardo.Eduardo in the dream looked thinner, but more mature than he remembered.He dreams of Eduardo telling him with red eyes, "I was your only friend. You had a friend."

Mark believes that the self in the dream must be in pain.

But he would rather suffer like that.

At least Eduardo is still there, and he's still sitting there, intact, alive, alive, sitting there. Mark would rather he looked at himself with disappointment, pain, and even hatred, than he didn't want to be like this, and the whole world thought he was dead.

Eduardo Saverin is dead.

Just trying to read this sentence made him feel painful.

59

"...I'm dead." Eduardo finally broke the silence with these words.

"No, no, you're not dead, you're just... a different species." Mark tried his best to find a suitable description.

It's kind of funny, and Eduardo is a little teased.But he only showed a wry smile.

He raised his hand to signal himself, "Lookatme...lookatme. I can't be Eduardo Saverin anymore."

"Noheartbeats. Nobreath. Noblood."

He shook his head, his eyes filled with heavy sadness.

"Andnoteears."

"I'm not a creature. I'm just a... ghost that hovers on the ground. Cursed to be immortal." He sighed, amused by his own existence, "Forever 22 years old."

But he has too many things to do.He had too many plans and plans for his future.There are so many peaks to climb, so many honors to claim.

After he suddenly possessed eternal existence, all the desires that were too late to be fulfilled came to an abrupt end.

He can no longer be Eduardo Saverin, the young man who is full of vigor and has infinite vision for the future.

He loves the hot weather and loves the sun.

But he can no longer appear in the sun.Because it would allow him to be discovered by others.

He loves hurricanes and loves to push the limits.

But he can no longer produce that kind of excitement and excitement, and no matter how strong the hurricane is, it is impossible to hurt him.

He is ambitious and wants to make a big splash in society.

But for a monster with eternal lifespan, all this is no longer a challenge.

Human life is wonderful because it is limited.

He is no longer human.He no longer has this gift.

He can only live in isolation, away from humans, away from society, away from everything he once liked.He can't appear in the sun, he can only appear in the continuous rain, and he can only act in the dark night.He needs to keep changing residences to avoid being found with an appearance that will not age.He dared not make friends, because there were only so many years to spend together, and parting would be too painful.He can't rest, he can't close his eyes, he'll always be awake, watching, thinking.

Loneliness can drive a person crazy.

Unfortunately, vampires are not even insane.

60

"I didn't know you became a poet." Mark couldn't help but sneer.

"Maybe all vampires are inevitably poets. At least the ones I know are that tune." Eduardo tried to make a joke.

But he knew how bad the joke was.Because Chris looked like he was about to cry.

"Wardo." He sighed softly.But there is no text.