vampire taboo

The morning sun has an unusual softness.

Standing at the door of the classroom, Wu Luo looked at the sunlight penetrating the corridor and hitting the door of the classroom, as well as the signboard of Class One, Senior Two hanging high on the light. Wu Luo stretched out his hand cautiously. In front, maybe it was his. Sunshine, a new beginning.

What kind of scene will be behind the classroom door.

Unlike the previous schools, if it was at this point in the past, there should be the voice of the teacher lecturing.

Wu Luo looked back at Langus, he was still worried whether these new classmates would laugh at him, loathe him, and make fun of him. In the past, these were the only memories the school gave Wu Luo.

Langus shook his head, and fondled Wu Luo's silver hair with his slender hands.

Rangus's hand carried an incredible force, and the uneasiness ended just like that.

nine in the morning.

Langus put down his hand, and then knocked on the classroom door for Wu Luo.

dong dong dong, dong dong dong.

The sound of knocking on the door carried a light rhythm, like magic, and spread throughout the corridor.

The door opened.

In the silent classroom, no sound could be heard, Langus dragged Wu Luo to the podium slowly.

The chalk in the teacher's hand on the podium fell to the ground at once, but his hand still kept the same movement as before, without moving a single bit.

A man in a European-style white suit, with beautiful narrow blood-colored eyes, and a charming and handsome appearance, dragged a young man in with the aura of dominating the world.

The boy's lavender eyes were full of anxiety, and the silver hair fluttered gently with the wind brought by the door. There was no flaw on his beautiful face. This boy was so beautiful that it made people addicted.

At this moment, the light that broke in with the two of them humbled the two of them, and the most dazzling sunlight in the past had become the foil for the two of them on the stage.

Wu Luo looked at the stunned classmates under the podium, not knowing what he did wrong.

Wu Luo smiled habitually, and the corners of his mouth curled up in the most beautiful way.

"Hello teacher!"

The boy's voice has a unique hoarseness, which sounds like the most beautiful melody.

The man opposite finally came to his senses and smiled awkwardly.

"Are you a new classmate?" When he said this, he asked a little cautiously. Even though Langus didn't show any aura, as the most ordinary ordinary person, he was still overwhelmed by the majesty of a king in Langus. Shocked.

Langus knew that he was no longer fit to stand here.

Let go of Wu Luo's hand, then pampered the boy's hair again and walked out of the classroom.

Everything seems so natural.

After Langus walked out of the classroom, the teacher standing opposite became less restrained.

"Introduce yourself to your classmates!"

Wu Luo nodded, picked up the chalk on the desk, and wrote his name squarely on the blackboard. Every stroke and every picture Wu Luo wrote so seriously that he didn't seem to be writing, but rather is carving.

After writing the name, Wu Luo turned his head with a smile in an uneasy mood.

"Hi everyone, my name is Wu Luo!"

After a brief silence.

"So handsome, so beautiful!"

"Who was that person just now? Is it his brother? He's so imposing!"

"His hair is actually silver. Could it be that he is of mixed race?"

"Isn't it just that you look better? You really don't understand creatures like women." A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was leaning against the window, and his lazy voice reminded Wu Luo of Simon in the old castle. The age of five or six actually gives people the illusion of an uncle.

In an instant, the discussion turned into warm applause and ear-piercing screams. Wu Luo had never imagined such a grandeur.

Wu Luo was a little stunned, and his hands were a little cautious, not knowing where to put them.

Don't know what to do next.

"Hairan, the new classmate will sit next to you from now on."

The lazy boy who was greeted with countless murderous eyes finally raised his head.

"Woman, it's really scary!" After speaking, she buried her head and climbed onto the table.

Wu Luo walked slowly to the empty seat next to the young man and sat down, her lavender eyes carried a usual smile.

I have a deskmate.

In the past, I always just sat in the last row of the classroom by myself, now, hasn't something changed?

"Hi, I'm Wu Luo!"

After Wu Luo finished speaking, he quietly sat down on the seat.

Although the boy buried his head on the desk and looked lazy, Wu Luo heard his answer.

"Well, I'm Hairan,"

Even though the voice was not loud, Wu Luo was still happy from the bottom of his heart.

Accept yourself, whether it is the same table or the teacher or other classmates, they all accept themselves, maybe, every day in the future will be different.