[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

A few days later, when Qi Ran entered Wamir's room for the second time, he walked along the Kangzhuang Avenue. His knuckles landed three regular knocks on the thick wooden door, and then the door opened.

It was Mo Yu who opened the door, "What are you doing here?"

The man's voice was calm, and there was a unique comforting power in the black eyes, but he was still avoided by Qi Ran. His gaze was too gentle and sad, and he was afraid that he would lose himself in that world because of it. In the black ocean, there is no redemption.

A calm voice responded, "I can't come and see you if I have nothing to do."

Mo Yu noticed that the young man said 'you', not 'you'.

Passing over Mo Yu's shoulder, Wamir with short blond hair came into Qi Ran's sight. Under the soft moonlight, the former vampire was flipping through a large painting album. As the crack in the door opened, there was a faint The light flooded into the room, making Wamir's handsome face and serene expression even more contrasting.

The room was quiet, and the blood race's slender and slender fingers touched the colorful pages, but they only stayed for a few seconds before turning to the next page carelessly.

I don't know how many things the vampire's memory can remember. Have you forgotten the paintings you have seen?But from another perspective, it doesn’t matter even if you really forget it. After all, there will always be new and updated stories in this world, which will fill up the old and past blanks again.

This is like the book in Wamir's hands, like the years and years in the future of the vampire. He still has many pages to turn, and he has many days left to live.

Qi Ran's expression remained unchanged, and he inspected Wamir's hands with his indifferent eyes. The fingers of those hands were not stained or stained with blood, and looked as clean as white jade.

Mo Yu looked at the expressions of the two of them, and finally decided to let Qi Ran come in to talk.

As soon as Qi Ran entered, Wamir got up and closed the book.

"Return it to you." The little vampire's voice was slightly polite, but what Qi Ran handed was not the album of paintings by famous artists he had read just now, but the anthology of poems he had borrowed before.

"Have you finished reading?" Qi Ran took it, caressing the smooth white paper in a strange way.

"No," Wamir said indifferently, "Some books must be read by chance."

"What chance?" Qi Ran asked again.

Wamir was silent for a while, and explained seriously with examples, "Some books are too long, like "Reminiscence of Things Past", if you want to finish reading them, you will have the chance to be imprisoned or become a vampire. .”

Qi Ran was surprised to find that he didn't like such an explanation, and looked down at the thin anthology in his hand, "But this book is not thick."

Wamir answered rightly, "For me, it's considered thick."

Qi Ran felt as if he had figured out the way, and he asked a little uncertainly, "You hate reading?"

"I hate it deeply." Wamir sighed dragging his throat.

Mo Yu, who was standing by the side, looked at Wamir's expression of bitterness and hatred, and twitched the corners of his mouth. He remembered the scene when he forced Wamir to gnaw down a tome in the basement of the old castle. Judging from Wamir's current rhetoric, those meekness and obedience at that time were completely outrageous, but why didn't he notice anything in the past?

"It wasn't before." Wamir added feelingly.

"I caused you to be like this?" Mo Yu raised her eyebrows. Sure enough, exam-oriented education killed people.

"It's not you," Vamir agreed with a little helplessness, unable to conceal the sadness about the memories in his words, he explained, "The previous books are much more pragmatic."

The books in the past were chips, how could he dislike the lack of chips in his hand, but the books he is reading now are pastimes, his pastimes are too long, and he is a little tired of it.

Speaking of this, Wamir seemed to have no interest in reading any more, and handed the half-read picture book to Qi Ran, and said calmly, "Take this one too."

***

For those who don't know, this is a very common interaction. The three parties with their own thoughts seem to fall in a white protected area, holding a calm lake water, and speaking cautiously, it is easy and artificial. He didn't dare to go one step further, until a chuckle came, like an east wind blowing and wrinkling a pool of spring water.

It was a complete smile.

Mo Yu raised his eyes, he knew that kind of smile very well, it was a kind of smile that only belonged to teenagers, and such a fake appearance showing true feelings made Mo Yu's heart aroused a kind of capricious and complicated feeling.

Qi Ran's dim eyes seemed to be like swords and swords, he put down the colorful painting album, and asked Wamir, "Are you tired?"

Wamir didn't answer, just stepped over the upright body, slowly poked out half of his head, and set a pair of blue eyes on Mo Yu's body.

Then he understood, without retorting or tit for tat, he turned around and sat down on an empty chair, half-closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into endless patience and silence.

The vampire's self-healing ability is amazing. At this time, Wamir has been taken over by Qi Ran's personal physician. Coupled with these years of self-cultivation, it can be regarded as a complete recovery.

Wamir sat in the chair, bearing the gaze from Qiran alone. Before that, although he was dissatisfied with Qiran, he never felt that there was anything wrong with it. Sometimes, he even faintly felt that he could take advantage of this It's a good deal to have such an idle company like Mo Yu's, but now, he can't take it anymore.

It's just a pity that Mo Yu has already deprived him of the ability to fight back.

The sophistication in the young man's eyes came down with such a dangerous smile. Wamir raised his eyes and looked at him. He remembered Mo Yu's questioning with him a few days ago, and his lips trembled uncontrollably. This time, his lips and tongue There was no anesthetic on the phone, but he couldn't pronounce a word no matter what.

Mo Yu felt the breath in the air, mixed with suppressed mourning, like a low roar in the soul, he stopped Wamir.

"Be obedient." Mo Yu said.

The traveler sighed silently about the foreign policy of this world. The Five Principles of Peaceful Coexistence are well established. After a few paragraphs of text, how much trouble has been saved. Out of consideration for the personal safety of the former protagonist and the current supporting role, Mo Yu is worried. It means that, in fact, there should be one between the planes.

Wamir's tense muscles eased. He looked at Mo Yu, wanting to follow the man's wishes and say "yes", but was interrupted by the other party's lifeless human beings.

With a slap, Qi Ran snapped his fingers in front of the little vampire, yes, it wasn't a slap, it was a snap of his fingers, which was what Mo Yu had done to him.

Qi Ran was not surprised to see the long eyelashes tremble slightly, and the azure pupils moved slightly. He leaned down and threatened in a hoarse voice next to Wamir's ear,

"If you are not honest, you will smash your teeth."

Those are vampires, the fangs used to suck blood.

Mo Yu, "..."

Qi Ran, do you know that with your attitude, Wamir will kill you after I leave.

The neck of the human being was very close to Wamir's mouth, and Wamir could hardly control his emotions. He knew that he could easily end all of this, but the last thought of reason stopped him from acting.

No, he said to himself, not yet, Wamir suppressed his hatred and bloodthirsty desire, he knew that if he did this now, Mo Yu would never forgive him for the rest of his life.

The blood races were serious, but Qi Ran didn't seem to notice it. He didn't seem to notice what trouble he had caused, and sighed in a picky voice, "Look, you are quite sensible."

Wamir's hands were grasping the armrest, his joints were slightly white, and he was very good at playing tricks on people's hearts. Under such contempt and threats, Wamir could no longer pretend not to care.

Then, he saw Qi Ran evoked a smile, "Besides, you don't want to make your husband unhappy, do you?"

Like a deflated balloon, Wamir's high emotions were instantly extinguished. In the silence, Mo Yu took a deep look at Qi Ran.

Cooperating here waiting for him.

Psychological tactics, complete victory.

But victory does not mean that you can win approval. In fact, Mo Yu doesn't like Qi Ran in this way. The young man's actions are too deliberate and his words are too arrogant, but more importantly, his aggressive and bullying appearance, Really too much like him.

Although the skin of elegance has faded away, the bottom is the same, Qi Ran is his real student, he always learns quickly and always learns very well.It's just that at the end, out of infinite admiration for the teacher, the habit is engraved into the bone, and the imitation becomes a symbol of settling down, and the imprint can't be taken off.

For no particular reason, two previous questions about vampires came up.

"Do vampires have hearts?" "How many things can vampires remember after living for so long?"

Mo Yu doesn't know how the vampire will answer, but about Qi Ran, it is clear and clear at a glance. Humans have a heart, but the heart is too small. It is enough to pretend to be you. Humans don't live long, and their memory is not good enough. Well, only about you, but I can't bear to forget even a little bit.

Qi Ran is an exception in the plane world. He once faced the two protagonists in his youth and youth, but neither Shang Han nor Wamir had really defeated him. Mo Yu thought, maybe This person was not born to be defeated.

The ill-fated boy, following the traces of the long-time victors, lived himself into the most tenacious appearance through the baptism of the years.

Therefore, quality education that promotes people's initiative is indeed better than cramming exam-oriented education. Mo Yu silently added a stroke to his work record, but the contradiction between the two is also obvious. After San broke up, Mo Yu decided to find an opportunity to have a private talk with Qi Ran.

The author has something to say: No more, no more, why do you want to elevate a jealous and quarreling warm and cute little fresh to the setting of an abusive article with blood and deep hatred, you stop me, I want to change the direction, the next chapter adds H added sugar, indifferent face jpg.