When Tony came home from the fight, he found the two men having sex at his house.

JAR told him that the battle was very fierce, and if Stephen hadn't been almost drunk by Ryan, they could have fought longer.

Stephen came out of the bedroom, he glanced at Tony, and gave a weak hum as a greeting.

Looking at his pale face and the dense scars on his neck, Tony felt that his blood vessels were aching.

Stephen threw himself on the sofa, and he looked at the ceiling with dull eyes.

Tony asked JAR to prepare some things to replenish his body, turned his head and teased Stephen: "It's really too much to have a vampire lover."

"I was almost eaten by him." Stephen murmured, "His food? Supply in the second half of the year will depend entirely on your artificial blood."

"My pleasure." Tony said, "Are you all right?"

"Alive."

"How did you... Ryan regain his memory?" Tony glanced at the bedroom where Stephen came out.

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Stephen's mood fell again.

He was silent for a long time before he said softly: "His subconscious still has his love for me."

Tony didn't know about the hidden conflict between Lane and Stephen? Stephen didn't tell anyone.In the eyes of others, the two have always been very much in love.

Confirming that Ryan didn't mean to wake up, Tony poured a glass and handed it to Stephen, sat across from him and asked, "Among you? What happened?"

"Nothing." Stephen paused, he pursed his lips tightly, and said after a while, "I thought it was resolved."

Tony observed his expression, "You should know that he is a vampire brought up by an angel. He has the instinct of a vampire and the kindness of an angel."

Stephen didn't speak, and resistance was written all over his body.

"You don't think so?" Tony asked.

"I know what I should think." Stephen said vaguely.

Tony still wanted to continue to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, but Stephen closed his eyes and put on an attitude of refusing to talk.

Tony had no choice but before leaving, he said, "I know you are worried? What, Stephen, your relationship with Ryan will only get worse and worse. Because he was born a vampire, and he will always be a vampire in the future .”

Stephen knew very well that what Tony said was right, no matter what happened to Ryan's side, Stephen's side really opened up the distance between the two of them little by little.

Like now? He should be lying in Ryan's arms and sleeping with him like in the past.

Instead of running out alone, like being kicked out of the room? The husband curled up on the sofa in the hall.

He ran out, wasn't he worried? Lane in his sleep? Kill him, Stephen knew Lane would never do that.

Was he worried? What, he didn't even know.

Maybe it's because he's a superhero, a guardian.This meant that he could not love freely like ordinary people.He needs to think a lot, hesitating and indecisive.

At first this unease was not obvious, even Stephen himself didn't notice it.

But as various omens appeared later, Stephen's uneasiness began to spread.

He never told anyone about a dream he had.

In the dream, Ryan turned into a huge monster? He was so tall, ugly and powerful.

He created illusions, and in the overlapping of illusion and reality, he almost destroyed the entire world.

Stephen had never seen Ryan like this before, and when he woke up from his dream, he saw Ryan eating blood cake for the first time.

The vampire heard his gasp and looked back at him, eyes as scarlet as in a dream.There was blood all over his face, and he tilted his head, showing a bright smile at Stephen.But his blood-stained teeth made this smile look extraordinarily weird.

This uneasiness became extremely intense after seeing the exorcist Lister?

Lister once showed Stephen his ability to control vampires. From his words, Stephen could easily tell that there were other exorcists in this world.

There are also people who are better at manipulating puppets than him.

Stephen believes that Ryan will not take the initiative to destroy the world, but he is worried that Ryan will be used by someone with a heart.

At first Stephen really had this idea.

But as time passed, he began to be unintentionally wary of Ryan.

Didn't Stephen notice this? Nor did anyone else except Ryan.

"What should I do." Stephen murmured under the blanket and closed his eyes: "If this continues, it won't work."

...............

Ryan woke up early and overheard the conversation between Ryan and Tony.

He didn't understand what Stephen was struggling with. Could it be that he didn't swear enough.

Should he swear to God?

Ryan couldn't figure it out. He vaguely realized that Stephen's wariness of him was only due to his race.

But after his little test, he found that things were more or less different from what he thought.

The situation is far more complicated than Ryan expected.

What Stephen was worried about seemed to be something else.

Lane couldn't figure it out, he thought maybe it was because Lister would drive vampires.

Crane felt that Stephen should know that his lover was a vampire count.Not even the greatest hypnotist is capable of controlling an earl.

So what exactly is Stephen worrying about.

Ryan thought blankly, with a self-disciplined and powerful aristocratic lover like himself, what else is good for Stephen? Worrying.

Forget it, wait a while? Stephen has enough introspection, and Ryan will find another chance to restore his memory.

Falling in love is a lot harder than Ryan imagined.

Ryan lay in his luxurious jeweled coffin, stared at the ceiling and thought for a long time, and finally decided to sleep.

As he was about to fall into a deep sleep, he saw Stephen walk over to his coffin, leaning over to plant a soft kiss on his cheek.

Ryan had a dream that night, in the dream he changed back to his prototype and massacred the whole of New York.

Stephen came to stop him, trying to persuade him to stop, and Ryan grabbed him and stuffed him in his mouth.

Ryan suddenly woke up from his dream. He got up subconsciously, but hit the coffin board.

A moment of severe pain? Let him wake up completely, he raised his hand to touch the tightly covered coffin board.

Ryan clearly remembered that he didn't cover the board before going to bed. What made him even more disturbed was that the coffin seemed to have been sprinkled with holy water and nailed, so he couldn't turn into a black mist and get out.

He felt that someone was moving the coffin. The coffin was slowly erected and fell on something.

Immediately afterwards, the bottom of the coffin became extremely hot.

Ryan seemed to be thrown into a frying pan, and the scorching pain stimulated him to howl in pain.

He didn't understand how it had become like this when he woke up.

He patted the coffin board and shouted Stephen's name, and the hot coffin board stuck to the skin of his palm.

With his movements, the skin of his hand was torn off, and the wound kept overflowing with blood.

"Stephen!" Ryan felt that his life was threatened. If this continued, he would die in the coffin.

"Stephen!" he yelled.

No one answered him.

The threat of death made Ryan highly nervous. He had never encountered such a situation in hundreds of years.

He vaguely heard something, as if someone was talking.

"Tony, we have to do this. No one wants this, but Ryan is not who we used to know."

"You nailed him in the coffin yourself! Stephen, anyone can do it, but it shouldn't be you!"

"I need to protect the earth, Iron Man, this is my responsibility."

The voice of the conversation gradually disappeared, and Ryan felt at a loss in his heart.

What does Stephen mean, why is he not himself.

Before he had time to think about it, he was disturbed by the burning pain in his body.

He saw with his own eyes how his body gradually became shriveled, and how little? It disappeared into ashes.

Just when Ryan died completely, he suddenly woke up from his dream.

This time he didn't hit the coffin board, he sat stiffly in the coffin.After a while, I got rid of the panic.

Vampire nobles rarely dream, let alone such dreams.

Ryan always felt that this dream was a harbinger of something, but he didn't believe that Stephen would treat him like that.

He got up and staggered out of the coffin. The hall was empty, and the Avengers didn't know where they all went.

Stephen was sitting on the sofa reading a book by himself. When he heard the noise, he looked back and said, "Woke up so soon? I'm planning to live here for a few days. Now that you're awake, we Just go back? Go."

He paused, as if remembering Ryan's amnesia, and explained: "It's convenient for me to feed blood, and Tony's artificial blood also has enough reserves."

Ryan nodded and didn't speak. Stephen felt that Ryan had something on his mind. He asked suspiciously, "You don't look right."

Ryan didn't want to say it at first, but when Stephen asked, Ryan couldn't hold back.

The sense of death in the dream was too real, making him uneasy.

He walked over quickly, grabbed Stephen by the collar and said, "I dreamed that you nailed me in a coffin and burned me to death with holy water."

Stephen's calm expression finally changed slightly. He frowned, took Ryan's hand and said, "What are you thinking about? This is just a dream."

In the past? Ryan didn't think much about it, but after today's dream, he became much more sensitive.

He quickly noticed Stephen's abnormality.

He pressed his fingers harder, and his knuckles began to turn white, "What are you doing? You are hiding from me, Stephen, what are you hiding from me?"

The scene in the dream appeared again in Stephen's mind. No matter what he did, he couldn't forget the "huge monster" in the dream.

"No." Stephen put away the uneasiness in his heart, "You think too much."

"You tell me the truth." Ryan took a deep breath?, and said in a soft voice: "You tell me the truth Stephen, tell the truth."

Stephen wanted to shake his head, but he heard Ryan murmuring softly: "I'm afraid of Stephen, I'm afraid... I died in my dream. I don't want to die, I'm afraid."

He spoke softly, even trembling uncontrollably.

Ryan was indeed scared, but he wasn't scared to this extent.

He was just showing weakness and hoping Stephen would tell the truth.

Stephen's breathing was messed up, and he couldn't help reaching out to put Ryan on the back and pat him comfortingly.

"Is there really something? I'm hiding it from you." Stephen sighed? He pursed his lips and changed the subject suddenly, "You said that your prototype is neither a human nor a bat. I want to see? Look?."

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