Netizens are vampires? !

When Art returned to Karen's house, he received a warm welcome with another identity.

Emmett gave him a big bear hug, laughed loudly and said, "Honey, it's too easy for you to deal with it. Unfortunately, I thought Edward would take a lot of effort!"

Art managed to reach the ground with his toes, and quickly ran away from the big man, and popped his head from behind Esme, who was holding back his laughter: "Emmett, did you bet with him?"

The big man looked quite moved, but in the end he could only shake his head regretfully: "I didn't have time."

Yate shook his fingers solemnly: "Since there is no loss, it doesn't matter. However, if there is a next time, please remember to tell me secretly, and I may try to extend this time a little bit."

As soon as he finished speaking, Edward, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally rushed forward with a low growl, and fought with Emmett again.

Emmett yelled, but although he was strong, Edward was the fastest among them, and Edward's special talent could capture any action in Emmett's heart, which made it difficult for Emmett to take it from Edward's hands. It's cheap, but unfortunately his aggressive nature keeps him from learning well.

Yate, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't see clearly at first, and could only listen to Esme's quick explanation to him. Fortunately, after his eyes gradually adapted, he was able to catch a little afterimage of the movement.Yate immediately shook his head lazily, and waved his fists to fan the flames: "Kungfu in the world is invincible, only fast can't be broken, Jin Laocheng will not deceive me!"

It happened that the big Emmett was kicked on the ass by Edward, and rolled to Arter's feet, knocking his head and missing a small step.Yate hissed in pain and covered his forehead, as if he was the one who was hit.

The big man raised his head, gave a thumbs up, and showed a big smile: "It makes sense."

Yate squatted down, patted the big man's hard head, and nodded: "Oh, this is what a martial arts master who is the best in the world said."

Emmett couldn't help gesturing excitedly: "Oh, I know, Kung Fu, Chinese Kung Fu!"

Art lowered his eyes, stared at a certain part of Emmett's body, and smiled wickedly: "That person's name is Dongfang Bubai."

Edward, who came back patting the dust all over his body, showed the same smirk as Art, who underestimated in his heart, and Edward read too much.

For the next period of time, Xiaobo remained strangely silent, drooping his wings all day long, grabbing a few unopened macadamia nuts and biting them, occasionally tilting his head, but he let out a drawn-out sigh, looking like a melancholy boy.

Art felt that it probably hadn't come out of the shadow of broken love, and he himself was struggling on the way home, but the experience he got from Edward was always not so optimistic, so he didn't have the energy to manage it. It just casually comforted: "Don't hang on a tree, the world will be in harmony these days."

Xiaobo's head came out from under the wings, and he murmured in a low voice: [If it's not a jujube tree, I'll consider it, and peanuts are also good. 】

Art, who was writing a letter by the window, choked and turned around to stare: "You are too greedy."

Xiao Bo shrank his neck aggrieved: [Oh, dear, if you eat macadamia nuts that have not been opened for half a month like me, I guarantee you will be more greedy than me. 】

"...But I don't have a beak as strong as yours. Besides, you can hunt for food by yourself instead of relying on Carlisle for feeding."

Xiaobo looked at Art with a look of "you are cruel, you are ruthless, you are unreasonable", until there was a flutter outside the window, and a pair of adult birds with plump young birds flew by, then Xiaobo stuck to the window glass, tilting his head look.

After a long while, the big scarlet-breasted parrot flapped its wings and made a cracking sound of the glass, turned around, stared at Yate, choked up and covered his face: [Oh, as a gay friend, you are so sympathetic!Beep, beep...]

Art: "..." Turned around resolutely, walked out of the room, handed the letter to her boyfriend Edward, and asked him to send it to Clairol.

"Don't be like this Edward, I'm just trying."

Thanks to his vampire boyfriend, Art is sitting on a thick branch of a cedar tree, enjoying the beauty that no one else has the chance to see.

The wind that shuttles through the forest blows straight up from the soles of the feet, blowing Art's black hair, flying, and looking as far as the eye can see, half of Forks Town can be seen.The hazy mist makes this small town looming like a fairyland, and the large expanses of green are so dense that they are almost black.

"Sorry." Edward obviously blamed himself for not being able to help Art, which even dimmed his eyes.

Art held his face and kissed it, but unfortunately when he tried to stick his tongue into the vampire's mouth, he was resisted by the vampire as always, and finally he could only lean on his vampire boyfriend's shoulder panting for a while. He slapped bitterly to vent his anger: "This is not fair, I will never be able to beat you."

A smile appeared on Edward's face, and he kissed Art's forehead, apparently already understanding that his little boyfriend's sudden enthusiasm was to comfort him for his loss, which made him feel warm, even though his body was as cold as ever.

"No, of course you can beat me, dear, you have to believe that you have everything in my hands."

"Without you, everything is meaningless to me." Edward sighed softly, putting his arm around Art's shoulder.

"I'll post the letter for you tomorrow."

"Thank you."

"Don't worry, Clairol won't find out what happened to you, you've been in touch with her, haven't you?"

Speaking of this, Art looked up: "Yes, recently I found out that the time flow rate ratio of these two worlds is not constant, you know? I only call Clairol every five days - oh, you I know, if I play too often, I'm afraid she will find out something, she has always been a very smart woman." Art puffed out his chest proudly, and Edward smiled because of it.

"But soon, I found that sometimes, Clairol's side passed a day, and sometimes it was only an hour. Even, once, Clairol was surprised that she had just hung up the phone, why did I call again. However, Thank goodness, at least it never shows up, Clairol goes by faster than here, so I don't have to worry about time."

"This kind of instability..." Edward frowned. "It's never happened before. I mean, when I contacted you, it never happened. It's weird."

Art shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly, "Oh, traveling through time and space is already weird enough, isn't it?" Art wrinkled his nose, "I think, in order to understand this, I have to apply for the Department of Physics after high school Well, my original wish was to be a doctor."

"Really? Carlisle must be happy to teach you." Edward touched his little boyfriend's hand and found that it was a little cold. He immediately picked him up under Art's reluctant gaze, and jumped down.

The wind violently brushed against the cheeks, and countless branches rush towards the face, ferocious like monsters.

Art opened his eyes wide, hugged Edward's neck tightly, and screamed loudly like a woman.

The next moment, the falling suddenly stopped, Edward bowed his head and smiled at him, and there was a muffled low laugh in his chest. Before Arter could catch his breath, the vampire's knees bent again, and the tree trunk under his feet made a slight groan. Suddenly, The sudden sense of falling struck again.

When his feet touched the soft and wet ground, Art's knees softened because of the fall that was more terrifying than bungee jumping, and he fell into Edward's arms.

Of course, Edward was quite happy to embrace Art, and Art grabbed his arm and got up aggressively, grabbed Edward by the collar, and yelled at him: "Asshole! Asshole, asshole, ah, ah-"

Edward blinked and looked innocent: "I thought you would call me baga, ahon or kuso! You are so cute like that."

Art: "..."

The clouds in the sky suddenly parted, and the sun that had not been seen for a long time suddenly fell from the clouds, passed through the layers of trees, and the only remaining beam was cast not far from the two of them.

The long-lost bright color made Art let out a low cry of surprise.

Edward glanced back, smiled and lowered his head to rub Art's forehead: "I will apologize to you, my dear."

Art puffed up his cheeks, frantically pulling at his hair that had been blown into a bird's nest.

Edward began to unbutton his blouse, revealing his marble-white, smooth neck—where Arthur could not get a mark no matter how hard he tried, which would have discouraged anyone—and then his chest, with Strong muscles and good touch, and always make Art feel inferior to his untrained chest muscles.

Art has always believed that the only way to be a real man is to have big chest muscles.

But, of course, the one who irritated him the most was Emmett, who was not only burly but also liked to show his upper body to him.

As soon as Art, who had finished plucking his hair, looked up, he saw Edward was about to take off his shirt.

Looking left and right, the mixed-race boy took a step back instantly: "You you you... Edward, what are you doing! Yehe or something, I, I, I... I won't agree!"

Edward's undressing stopped suddenly, and Art assured him with his good eyesight that he could see the afterimage of the vampire fight, and Edward's facial muscles twitched.

"No, not what you think."

Edward caressed his forehead, and even forgot the usual teasing. Of course, he quickly remembered, so he showed a smirk: "However, as long as you want Art, I am of course very happy."

Arthur shut his mouth tightly.

When he saw Edward walking like that beam of light, he remembered the scene that Edward had said to let him see, and he blushed suddenly, his whole face burned.But in the end, he angrily attributed the impulsiveness just now to the inertial reaction brought about by Edward's usual indecency.

Edward slowly walked towards the bright yellow light, his appearance was calm, his movements were gentle, and his handsome appearance made his movements even have a sacred taste, which made Art's heart involuntarily follow suit. It messed up the rhythm.

The sun is still a lovely bright yellow, but the moisture in the forest has covered it with a layer of white mist, with a creamy texture, floating in the air lovely and softly.

But when Edward took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the halo, this beauty reached its acme.It's almost indescribable.

His skin seemed to be studded with tiny sparkling diamonds, eclipsing the world's most expensive gemstones in brilliance.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his slightly blue eyelids suddenly opened, and the touching golden color was still clear and eye-catching amidst the sparkling light.

He stretched out his hand to him, with little lights dancing on his fingertips, shining brightly.

Bewitched, Yate walked over, lightly touched Edward's fingertips, and quickly retracted.On his next touch, Edward grabbed his hand and pulled him toward his chest.

That chest was still cold and hard, not warmed at all by the sunlight and the dazzling light like a diamond.

Yate lay down quietly for a while, adjusting his violent heartbeat. After a while, he suddenly woke up and pushed Edward's chest: "No!"

Edward was pushed out of the aperture by Art in confusion but obediently, and he heard Art's panting in his ear: "Are you okay? Are you really okay Edward? God, I just remembered it, and I suddenly felt that you did what you did just now. Damn, it's literally burning! Yes yes it must be, I never knew vampires weren't afraid of the sun."

After being stunned, Edward hugged his little boyfriend tightly, pressing him against his chest.

He clearly knows the beauty of vampires in the sunlight, because as Carlisle said, they are perfect predators, and there is no place that cannot attract prey to throw themselves into the net. Yate, who woke up instantly and was worried about him, was excited, moved, and grateful.

This is his partner, oh, the worry he's been worrying about doesn't really exist, does it?His partner's feelings for him are actually deeper than he thought.

"It's okay, Art. It's just a little stinging, but there's really no harm, don't worry." Edward kissed Art's cheek and whispered, restraining the trembling that rushed all over his body due to excitement.

The author has something to say: well, because several people said that this article feels like a bird language expert, so I originally wanted to change it, but when I looked back, I don’t know if it’s because I finished the problem behind the train of thought , I can't always find the place that must be modified, except for language style issues.However, the problem of style, this is really hard to change!

Therefore, if anyone finds something that really needs to be modified, please bring it up. In order to avoid suspicion, I think it is better to modify it.Thank you very much.

At the same time, I will also explain the writing ideas of this article based on the similarities mentioned by several relatives.

1. The protagonists of the birds in the two articles are big scarlet-breasted parrots.

In fact, the reason why I chose Big Feixiong as the protagonist is because it seems to be the only large parrot species produced in China.In fact, it also has a name, which appears very frequently in ancient Chinese texts. As soon as I mention it, everyone will know it, that is—Brother Parrot!That's right, the red-billed green parrot mentioned in Huanzhugege refers to it.So I chose it.If I was really afraid of being accused of plagiarism, I would definitely not have chosen this.

As for someone who said that Xiaobo has a similar personality to Niaoyu expert Xiaoba, I cried even more.Fortunately, I was quite happy to say it at the time, fortunately my Xiaobo is not like his protagonist parrot.

2. About the regionalization of Niaoyu.

This is mainly due to the fact that the setting of relatives is that the regional nature of birds makes the birds' languages ​​regional, and this appears on both sides.That, I can spoil it, in fact, the reason why I wrote this is to lead to some troubles later.Because under this setting, there will be some birds that don’t live with humans very much. The indigenous languages ​​spoken by these primitive birds, Arter can’t understand, and he needs to find a translator.I thought this setting would be funny, so I wrote it down.

Well, I made this setting at the time just for fun.I went to a bird language expert, and it seems that there is no such half.

3. About building a foundation.

The reason for writing this, of course, is mainly because this is a danmei essay.Another incentive is that I once watched the animal world, and I was particularly impressed by the commentary that the survival rate of offspring stolen by male and female bird couples is much higher than that of ordinary male and female couples, because they have higher combat effectiveness and can be more powerful against natural enemies.I thought it was hilarious at the time, and it left a deep impression on me, so I wrote it here.

So far, I have sorted it out, mainly the above. If there are others, you are welcome to suggest them.

Wow, I'm so sick of this...

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