Netizens are vampires? !

"I have a little donkey. I never ride it. One day I rode it to the market on a whim. I held a small leather whip in my hand. I was so proud of it. Somehow, I fell all over in the mud..."

Art was bent on his back by Edward's arms and legs, and he walked steadily through the dense woods.After walking for a while, Art began to sing with his legs swinging.The song was sung in Chinese, and Edward asked what he was singing, and Art immediately pulled his ear and said it was a nursery rhyme with a smile. Edward raised his eyebrows, patted Art on the buttocks, and just listened.

Little Bo's feathers were wet, and Art wrapped him in a towel, so he couldn't make any trouble at the moment, only heard the cheerful nursery rhymes all the way through the dense green forest to the Cullen family's hut.

As a newcomer, Xiao Bo flew in enthusiastically, flapped his wings and croaked: [Hey, handsome guys and beautiful women, everyone...Tonight...Go to...Okay...]

Before he could say the next few words, he babbled, and his neck was already grabbed.

Emmett shook the green parrot up and down, and Xiao Bo rolled his eyes and stretched his neck to Art for help: [Wa is really a beauty, oh, help, Art help——]

Emmett tugged at Xiaobo's wings, then turned around and asked, "Didn't you say that duck blood and chicken blood are also delicious?"

【Oh, this cruel man! 】Xiao Bo tilted his head, rolled his eyes, and passed out again.

The corners of Art's mouth twitched, resigned to his fate to snatch this damn fragile parrot, and almost missed Emmett's strong arm: "Oh, but I didn't say that parrot blood is delicious, really."

Emmett let go, touched his chin and nodded: "Try next time."

【…】Xiao Bo, who had just recovered from his breath, almost rolled his eyes again, but was held by Yate's neck and swayed for a while, so he couldn't pass out.

Edward's bedroom only has a huge black leather sofa, but Art thinks that this sofa is not much better than a bed, so why be picky?Back then, he followed his mother, didn't those from deep mountains and old forests come here like this?

It was already dark, Yate turned his toothbrush out, and when he walked past the huge bookcase that occupied the entire wall, Yate stopped involuntarily, looked left and right, and secretly flipped through various books, and then, He opened his mouth wide: unexpectedly, it really covers everything, not to mention "Compendium of Materia Medica", he even saw a whole set of "Siku Quanshu"!It's a whole set!

Art took out a copy, and as soon as he looked at it, he immediately stuffed it back with trembling hands and feet——Mom!It turned out to be an ancient book!

Yate suddenly felt that the entire wall was not piled with books!That's the PSP!It's books!It's all kinds of game discs!Oh, what a man's dream!

"What are you doing?" Edward leaned against the door with a smile in his golden eyes. Art reached out and stuffed the toothbrush into his mouth, mumbling: "Brush your teeth!" He walked away with his head held high, and at the end, he turned around and asked, "Together?"

scrubbing brush - scrubbing brush -

The two stood side by side in front of the mirror. After spitting out the water, Art pointed to the corner of his mouth: "Wait, Edward, here..."

"What?" Edward frowned.

He actually hates brushing his teeth, not to mention the indescribably unpalatable taste, just as a vampire, his teeth can secrete highly poisonous, paralyzing prey, so, instinctively, they usually try to hide this venom as much as possible— — Once you brush your teeth, the venom will not know where it will be taken by the water.

Well, in fact, he just wanted to say that he avoided those two fangs on purpose.

"You have to have good hygienic habits." Art looked at the unrepentant Edward in disapproval. The familiarity of the two made him speak without any scruples. He even grabbed Edward's toothbrush and waved it, "Come on, open your mouth." !"

"Hey Art, you can't..." The next moment, the toothbrush was already stuck in his mouth.

Art parted Edward's lips with one finger, and carefully brushed the two sharp canine teeth up and down.

"Look, I also have a pair of canine teeth." Art opened his mouth to show Edward, "I still want to pull it out, but my mother won't let me. Think about it, there are only four canines in total. If they are all pulled out, You won’t be able to eat sugar cane in the future.”

Edward didn't dare to move, for fear that if he was not careful, his venomous teeth would cut Art's skin.

Yate's taste is indeed not delicious enough, and it hardly arouses the vampire's appetite, but Yate means something different to him!

Drooling never represents more than appetite, doesn't it?Oh, damn it, his venom has already begun to secrete.

Edward grabbed Yate's hand and raised the corner of his mouth teasingly: "I didn't expect Yate to be so enthusiastic!"

Art: "..."

Stretch out your hand, face straight: "Here, you do it yourself. I have to go and call my mother."

He ran back again: "Edward, you don't mind if I use your home phone? Oh, international calls are a bit expensive..."

"Of course, I don't mind." Edward quickly brushed his two fangs twice, this behavior almost brought about physical nausea.

Oh no!He had just eaten the delicious Xuewang, and he didn't want to spit it out again.

Edward threw the toothbrush into the cup in disgust, and received Art's condemning gaze.Edward stared at the toothbrush behind Art's back, stretched his neck, took a bite, and there were two pieces left in the cup...

"Hey mom!" Art sat up straight and dialed the phone.

The woman's voice came from the phone: "What's the matter, baby? Did you get off the plane?"

"Huh?" Art was stunned for a moment, and he didn't realize that since he made the call, all the vampires in the room had their ears pricked up.Edward also heard the surprise in everyone's heart directly.

"How about Italy? You'll like it, won't you? Have fun, baby, and don't overthink it."

A strange look appeared on Art's face. He stared at the clock on the wall and interrupted his mother: "Wait, Clairol, what time is it over there?"

"Atlas..." Edward watched worriedly as Atlas hung up the phone in a daze.

"My mother likes to be called Clairol, which is her English name. When she met my father, she was traveling in Italy. At that time, she told me that my father's name was Clairol. Later, she returned to China and opened a private kitchen. , the name is Clairol's delicious magic."

"It's a very LOLI name, right? My mother looks very smart and capable, but she is actually like a child. Even though she is almost forty, she always dresses up beautifully and dreams like a little girl all day long. She always said, to be a girl's dream, to be a woman's thing, maturity and immaturity never conflict."

The meaning of these words is very complicated. Yate speaks English for a while and Chinese for a while, with a pair of big black eyes open, he murmurs in a dazed and chaotic way.

"She never hid things about her father from me, including their one-night stand, including her non-marriage doctrine, including how she seduced my handsome father whom I met for the first time, and planned to have me."

"Although I don't have a father, I have never been worse than other children. My mother said that she just didn't want to get married, but she was very happy to have me, so it's not that I was not expected."

"Clairol and I are actually more like friends. I never hid anything from her, except this time I didn't listen to her to go to Italy, but secretly came to the United States. I know Clairol wants me to meet my Dad, she believes that I can handle it well and take care of it."

"She must know, knowing that I still occasionally imagine what the man who can make a woman as attractive as my mother decide to do that kind of impulsive thing for good genes at such a young age Look, but I'm just imagining it, and I don't have to find him."

Art's long eyelashes were slowly getting wet, like a poor butterfly with wet wings.Edward sat down beside him, wrapping him in his firm arms.

"I want to see my father, but I want my mother to be happy. Although Clairol has always claimed that it was just a one-night stand, I know that she actually has that man in her heart. Otherwise, she would not reveal her private It won’t be so many years, no matter how many high-quality men pursue it. However, that man has never come to Clairol, and after so many years, maybe he has his own Isn’t it family? So I secretly came to the United States to see you.”

Art wiped the corners of his eyes and forced a smile: "Look, I gave up my father to see you, Edward."

Edward leaned over and kissed the corner of Art's eyes, then put his chin on the top of Art's head, and rubbed gently: "My honor." It's also my luck, my boy.

"But, Edward," Arthur said, clutching at the hem of Edward's clothes, "I...I don't know how it came to be like this! Edward, Mom... Mom's time...she..."

"I know, I know, I know, Art."

Edward kept kissing Art on the cheek, and Art, who was flustered, did not avoid it. Even, because of such intimacy, his fluster like duckweed gradually dissipated.

He felt that his feet were on the ground, instead of floating in the air, unable to find where he was going, until a moment later, he caught a certain key word and opened his beautiful black eyes wide.

"you know?"

"Yes." Edward grabbed Art's hand and kissed his palm, his beautiful dark golden eyes looked at Art, "Art, how long do you think we have known each other?"

"Two years...or a little more? Isn't it?" Art's heart was pounding, and he suddenly felt a glimpse of something.

"No, much more than that!" Edward pulled him into his arms, and pressed his cold cheek against Art's warm face.

There were still some wet marks on Art's face, it was the tears from Art's panic just now.

Yes, he is different from him. Art is the real young boy, as fragile as a baby bird, and has never really left the shelter of his mother.But he is different. His life has stopped at the age of 17 forever, and it has stopped for more than 100 years.

"I've known you for over 20 years, Art."

Edward's murmur made Art's eyes widen: "More than 20 years? This is... what's going on?"

etc! More than 20 years... At that time, was there QQ?

The author has something to say: the next chapter will continue to reveal the secret!

In other words, the reason why my mother's name is knocked in English is because the name is really...

Did anyone find out?

In the picture above, the harmonious Dabo (actually, this seems to be a little scarlet-breasted parrot, but I like the red-breasted little scarlet better):

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