Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

Fu Yuncheng resisted the urge to lick the blood off the corner of his mouth, and handed the Forbidden Rose to Jiang Jian with trembling hands.

The hand is stretched out straight, persistent and firm.

Jiang Jian asked; "For me?"

"En." Fu Yuncheng nodded heavily.

The blood instinct was about to overwhelm his consciousness. Hearing Jiang Jian's voice, he became sober for no reason. His eyes fell on the wristband, and he remembered the character set request that he had not fulfilled since he entered the show and chose a target: sincere confession.

He awkwardly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and wiped it on his body.

Taking a step back slightly, she knelt down in front of Jiang Jian on one knee.

"I know this is abrupt, please forgive my recklessness. In fact, I have fallen in love with you at first sight since we met in the game." He held up the Forbidden Rose and presented it in front of Jiang Jian, looking at the beautiful With a quiet face, my heart jumped, "This rose is my heart, and it suits us very well. You don't need to accept my heart, but even if you are only willing to accept this flower, I will still be very happy."

Jiang Jian felt that she understood the meaning of Fu Yuncheng's words.

The Forbidden Rose is a symbol of the Short family's right to inheritance and the imprisonment of Louis, and its appearance means that it is not allowed. It seems to fit his status as Zhong Xun's unmarried partner in this show.

Jiang Jian was distracted for a moment.

He never thought that the scenes he had seen in idol dramas would be staged in front of his eyes like this.I'm afraid that when He Minzhi watched the drama with him, he never thought that he would have this kind of experience one day in the future.

Zhong Xun's hands were tightly clenched into fists by his side, and he was half a step behind Jiang Jian, seeing him slightly lowered his eyes to Fu Yuncheng who was kneeling on one knee, and his heart ached.

The hellish dream of punishment shone into reality.

He has not belonged to him yet, and when he is not by Jiang Jian's side day and night, maybe there will be people walking towards him like this one after another.

Will he treat them the way he treated himself with cold eyes and silence?Or will you hand over your hot heart to others like in the snowstorm that closed the mountains?

It was impossible for Jiang Jian not to look at those people.

His temperament is so straightforward, he listens attentively to everyone, stares into his eyes and speaks to everyone, and even respects hysteria.

Anger, uneasiness, and loss of mind were fighting in Zhong Xun's heart.

In the gradually entangled chaotic thoughts, some extreme disgust even arose, loathing that he was not even as decisive and straightforward as Fu Yuncheng.

Zhong Xun had already thought of a hundred ways to beat Fu Yuncheng violently in his mind, but he didn't know what Jiang Jian was thinking.Maybe it's about how to refuse decently, or maybe it's about how he became a vampire.

In short, under the moonlight, Jiang Jian just looked down at Fu Yuncheng with his head down.

When night came into spring, he took off his thick coat, and Jiang Jian, who was wearing a thin white silk shirt with lantern sleeves, seemed like a miracle among the blood clan. The clear light illuminated his seemingly invisible lines, outlining a sense of supreme holiness .

Zhong Xun stared fixedly, wanting to hug that waist into his arms.

In the strong breath of roses, he gave birth to a heart that wanted to blaspheme.

"Originally, I planned to confess my love to you after trying out the password 100 times, but there are too many combinations. Fortunately, it starts with B... I just thought I'd try them all, let's do the confession together!"

Fu Yuncheng looked at Jiang Jian's thin waist vaguely revealed by the loose clothes, and he was incoherent several times in the smooth confession.

He scratched his head shyly, and concluded solemnly; "Jiang Jian, I like you."

Before he finished his sentence, he suddenly heard the man behind Jiang Jian calling him.

The "Jiang Jian" of the two people is one in front and one in the back, overshadowing the last four words.

The corner of Fu Yuncheng's mouth twitched, and his eyes flew towards Zhong Xun.

"Thank you." Jiang Jian's hearing is very good, and she didn't mishear Zhong Xun's interruption, "What password? What did you find?"

Fu Yuncheng stood up, wanting to take a step forward and approach Jiang Jian.

Unexpectedly, the body suddenly stiffened, and the whole person stood there blankly.

"I, I found a box of Dr. Keith's under the bed in the room." He hung his hands in front of him, pinching the rhizome of a rose, "It's a six-digit combination lock. I tried for a long time to open it, and it's all his. manuscript."

Jiang Jian's eyes lit up.

The manuscripts that Dr. Keith carried with him must have been more valuable than those left at home.

"What's the password?"

"BUTLER."

Jiang Jian's eyebrows twitched heavily.

"Housekeeper." Zhong Xun said in a low voice, "He will not set this password for no reason."

"Come on, let's find him."

Jiang Jian walked past Fu Yuncheng without looking back. After two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and glanced at the blood on Fu Yuncheng's hand: "Wait a minute, take us to your room to get the manuscript, you and Let's go together, I'm afraid that if you can't control yourself, you will hurt innocent people."

Fu Yuncheng whispered: "This is my own blood..."

Jiang Jian nodded: "And I'm sorry, I can't accept your wishes, let's find someone else I like in the future."

Beside him, Zhong Xun's pace paused slightly.

He waited for Fu Yuncheng to walk to the front quickly, then walked slowly to Jiang Jian's side, and walked forward side by side with him.

"Why did you reject him? Isn't it good to be liked?" He asked pretending to be nonchalant.

Jiang Jian raised her eyes and glanced at him, then her gaze slowly shifted to Zhong Xun's tightly clenched hand.

He walked forward quickly, and asked as he walked: "You said, what is like? What is love? How do you judge your own likes?"

Zhong Xun followed him, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

After thinking of everything, he discovered the changes in him——

He has learned to laugh, but not much; his empathy and empathy are stronger, and he knows how to care and comfort others with a cold face; own name.

He could even pinch his ears and ask him softly: Do you not like me anymore?

He thought about many possibilities that he would stay away from himself, but he forgot one thing.

Jiang Jian herself still doesn't know how to love.

Other people's emotions and desires are all innate, but Jiang Jian is like a stumbling toddler, groping forward, through changes in physical and psychological states, to quantify the emotions that cannot be described in countless words.

Jiang Jian said solemnly: "Experience is a very important link. So can you keep liking me? I don't want to use others as a control group."

Zhong Xun's heart skipped a beat.

Before he could nod his head, Jiang Jian pried open the clenched fingers hanging by his side bit by bit, and the cold fingertips invaded his sweat-stained and scorching palm.

"I don't know if it's my illusion. It's you who like me, but I feel that you are being hurt, from me."

Jiang Jian didn't know how to describe his intuition, he only felt that Zhong Xun's low-pressure silence and pretending to be relaxed just now made him feel a little sad.

He took it out of Zhong Xun's palm and placed it on his neck.

There are faint tooth marks from the night he bit the artery.

"I don't want me to be the one who hurt you."

Jiang Jian's voice dissipated in the wind.

Zhong Xun raised his hand and touched the neck on the left side, his eyes were sore, he raised his hand and gently hugged him into his arms, and let go after a few seconds.

"it is good."

But you don't know that being willing to suffer is also a kind of liking.

Fu Yuncheng hurried into the room to sort out Dr. Keith's manuscript.

Looking at the messy traces underground, Jiang Jian guessed that he might have locked himself here when he became a blood race, and only went out to wake himself up when he couldn't bear it anymore.

He took those scrawled and messy manuscripts from Fu Yuncheng, perhaps because he had read too much of "The Biography of Peroz the Great", and his recognition speed of this kind of cursive writing has increased to a higher level. Immerse yourself in shock.

"What did you find?" Fu Yuncheng asked.

Before Jiang Jian could answer, a sharp cry for help came from outside and echoed in the castle.

"Song Zhihui!" Zhong Xun recognized the voice in a second, turned and pushed the door.

Jiang Jian watched in a daze as the man who had been at odds with Song Zhifan rushed out instantly, grabbed Keith's manuscript, and ran out with him.

Fu Yuncheng collected the papers scattered on the ground and chased them out.

The voice came from the living room.

Zhong Xun kicked open the door, and saw Song Zhifu being pressed on the sofa by the housekeeper, trying to inject something into him.

He picked up the gun hanging on the wall with his backhand, aimed at the butler's hand, and shot it out with precision.

Song Zhihui was still in shock, but he tried his best to cooperate well with him. The moment the butler was hit, he turned over and rolled off the sofa, with infinite power bursting from his feet, and ran towards Jiang Jian.

Seeing Fu Yuncheng following behind Jiang Jian, Song Zhihui's eyelids twitched.

"He, he, he has become a blood race!"

"I know." Jiang Jian pressed his shoulder and followed his back, "Why are you alone?"

"The earl sensed the existence of other vampires, and his state was a little out of control. Wenside is controlling him inside." Song Zhifan said in a breath, "Tang, there is something wrong with Louis's candy, that candy can turn people into vampires!"

Jiang Jian was stunned, then turned to look at Fu Yuncheng: "Have you eaten?"

Fu Yuncheng nodded in shock: "I ate it, because I was too dizzy after trying the password."

"Can you stop chatting?" Zhong Xun's voice interrupted them, his tone a little displeased, "Crap, this person can't be beaten to death."

Jiang Jian looked over and saw that the housekeeper was not injured by the bullet.The coffee table, sofa, and vase hit by Zhong Xun were not spared, and the sound of breaking broke one after another.

"It's not impossible to kill." Jiang Jian narrowed his eyes and watched the butler's movements. He seemed to be able to foresee Zhong Xun's ballistic trajectory, and he dodged every bullet lightly.

"It's because he's moving too fast."

With Zhong Xun's bullet in his hand, he dragged two people out from behind the sofa.

Louis and Doris!

"If you don't want them to die, can you talk to me alone?" The housekeeper looked at Jiang Jian and raised his voice and asked, "In this way, I will let them live."

Zhong Xun stopped shooting, and the whole person entered a state of alert to rescue the hostages.

"Don't go," he said.

They have better options.

There was no need for Jiang Jian to take such a risk.

It's just that they didn't have time to take any action. They rushed into a person from behind the door and pushed Jiang Jian directly in front of the housekeeper. Jiang Jian staggered forward, but the housekeeper grabbed him tightly.

And the person who pushed him threw himself to the ground, carefully laying down in front of Doris, her blue eyes didn't even look at Louis.

"Brother Jian!" Shocked by this sudden change, Song Zhihui shouted.

The countess knelt on her knees and looked at the butler coldly: "I gave it to you, but I took my child away."

The butler pursed his lips, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and bowed deeply: "It's Madam."

In the next second, the two disappeared into the living room like smoke.

Song Zhihui's face twisted, he was about to curse, when he heard a loud noise.

Looking back, Zhong Xun shot the vase on the coffee table, and the vase shattered. He walked up to the countess step by step, snatched Doris from her hand, and lifted her from the ground by the collar.

There was an unstoppable fire in his eyes.

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