[Comprehensive British and American] vampires modern daily life

Compared with other places in New York, Flushing is more like a small city in a Central Asian country. The streets here are full of small Asian-style shops, Chinese signboards are flashing neon lights, and the crisp bells of bicycles have replaced the annoying sirens of cars. , In the street late at night, you can still hear faint Chinese songs in the houses on the street.

Eunice took the plastic bag from Natasha, weighed it, and said, "I didn't expect you to know such a weird recipe."

"The Chinese eat everything. Anything you can't imagine can be turned into a delicacy." Natasha smiled and leaned on the other side of the motorcycle.

She behaved as usual, as if having a vampire standing next to her wasn't such a big deal.

Eunice also smiled: "It's a pity I can't eat human food, otherwise I really want to try it." She paused, turned her head to look at Natasha, "What should I say, sure enough Are women's intuitions still terrible?"

"I don't use intuition, I use here." Natasha smiled at Eunice and straightened her forehead with her hand, "As you said, there is a Nordic god sitting on the space carrier of the Avengers , there are only unimaginable things in this world, and there is nothing that does not exist, not to mention that Miss Eunice has never thought of hiding it."

"I just didn't expect that a small card would betray me." Eunice sighed pretendingly, "I only bought an umbrella at a convenience store, it's really too cheap Steve, I'll go to Amazon tomorrow and buy a full year of Sports Illustrated."

Natasha froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.

Natasha has a very beautiful appearance, and her red hair is even more dazzling, but she is different from the beauties that Eunice has met before. She has a very smart mind and skills that are not inferior to men. She was the type Eunice never got along with.

Eunice put her hand to her lips and coughed twice, then said to Natasha in the same deep and mellow voice as in radio programs: "Would you like to come and sit with me, open a bottle of red wine for you, and talk about the current situation?" The constellation that girls like?"

"I like motorcycles and guns."

Eunice: "..."

Today, I can't talk anymore.

Natasha laughed, then waved her hand: "Are you trying to suck my blood?"

Eunice raised her head slightly, narrowed her eyes, and said, "Where are you going? I really want to chat with you. There are fewer and fewer people who can chat with me. I cherish every one more." .”

"What do you want to talk about? Talk about the past you recorded in the novel?" Natasha asked, and she shook her head after asking, "I'm generally not very interested in other people's past, those guys on the space carrier , everyone has a story, and it can be made into a movie if you tell it, but every time it involves the past, what you experience is always not a good thing.”

"Yeah, it's nothing good." Eunice breathed out, "It's really courageous for someone like me to write the past into a book."

"Why did you think of writing a book?"

"Probably, it's because I've lived for too long, and I want to talk to someone, but I can't say it." Eunice shook her head, then looked at Natasha again, "I know many writers, usually dull and reticent, pick up a pen Come to talk, a friend of mine told me to try to keep a diary, I thought about it for several years, and then spent the few money I had on me, bought a quill pen and a bottle of ink, I always felt that I My experience was lackluster, but when the experience three years ago was condensed into a piece of paper, I felt quite thrilling."

She smiled when she said this, then raised her head and looked at the gaudy signboard of this Chinese restaurant: "I am honored to be loved by people all over the world, and I feel ashamed." She paused, then said, "I am a Chinese restaurant. Vampire, but I only admit it to you today, after tonight, I'm just an ordinary woman living alone in Brooklyn, and in seven or eight years I will move farther for one reason or another, I There weren’t any ghost stories happening in Brooklyn when I was here, and neither will be when I’m gone.”

After she finished speaking, she looked at Natasha, tilted her head with a smile, and her amber eyes, which looked wild and unruly, were actually a little bit playful: "How about it?"

Natasha smiled and nodded: "I don't like red wine, so can I ask for two cans of beer as a hush money?"

The letter/credit card in Eunice's hand that belonged to Steve finally made a second order, which came from a convenience store in Brooklyn. The consumer products were two cans of beer and a dozen adult magazines.

When Eunice signed Steve's name, she used beautiful and gorgeous cursive letters, which were extremely chic from the beginning to the end.

Natasha carried two cans of beer and rode away on a motorcycle, while Eunice carried two bags of duck blood in one hand and a dozen magazines in the other, and couldn’t spare her hand to say goodbye to her. Both of them are informal people, she comforted herself in her heart, then turned around and walked slowly towards her apartment.

This is the first time she has walked around the apartment since she moved here. She always comes and goes in a hurry, and she is not very familiar with the surrounding area. Apart from the 24-hour convenience store, there is also an all-night fast food restaurant. The clerk is sitting Watching TV series behind the counter, with her extraordinary eyesight and hearing, she recognized that this should be the seventh season of "Game of Thrones", which was recently popular on Twitter.

She turned a corner along her memory and walked downstairs to the apartment building. The streetlights at the gate flickered lightly and made the sound of electric current.

She looked up and looked at her own window sill on the seventh floor.

There are people in her house, no, it should be said that there are vampires.

The one sitting in her house so ostentatiously was naturally not Dmitry the Tracker.

Eunice looked down at the iridescent coral fleece slippers on her feet, and felt the urge to rush back to the broadcasting building to change her high heels back.

She wandered downstairs with a few bags of things for a long time, so long that the title introduction of Dragon Mother Daenerys in the TV series of the fast food restaurant was almost finished, and the street light at the door of the apartment jumped twice again, completely falling into dead silence.

As soon as the TV series mentioned "The Unburned", the voice stopped abruptly.

The whole block was dark.

Apparently, there was a power outage.

Eunice sighed, walked into the building, and walked slowly up the steps.

Opposite her is a young couple who have just graduated from college. It is the time to go to bed after work and have a romantic relationship; the one living above her is an old couple who have a cat. She was sharpening her paws on the floor; the office worker who lived downstairs had just come home drunk from a dinner party, and his wife took off his spit-stained clothes and went into the bathroom to put hot water on him. .

This place is very noisy for her, but she has always felt that this is a sign of life, and vampires don't need sleep, so she is happy to lie on the soft bed, eyes open, and use her ears to spy on every move of human beings in daily life .

She unscrewed the door lock, and first smelled the aroma of fresh roses.

The room was dark, but she could clearly see a person sitting on the sofa. The person's sitting posture was very beautiful, with his back straight, like a sculpture.

Stepmother Celia and Aro came from the common people of Athens. When he was a child, Aro still had the habit of a commoner. When he sat down, he never refused to be honest, either lying on the armrest or arching his back.

Celia cared a lot about the opinions of the people in the Corinthian palace, so she tried hard to correct Ah Luo's sitting posture.

Once Eunice saw her hit A Luo hard on the back with an olive branch, she rushed over immediately, and protected A Luo in her arms, blocking the falling whip for him.

Ah Luo, who was crying at first, didn't know what happened, but suddenly he stopped crying. He got out of Eunice's arms and shouted to Celia, "Mother, I'll sit down, don't hit my sister...don't hit my sister ..."

At that time, Ah Luo was only four or five years old, he didn't understand anything, he didn't understand why his mother had to make him look like a royal family, and he didn't understand that under the protection of Eunice, his mother would never come Continue to punish him.

He just wiped his tears with one hand, clutched Eunice's skirt with the other, and sat in the little chair with his back straight.

Since then, for 3000 years, he has maintained such a sitting posture, with a straight back, and has never bent down again.

He had sensed it when Eunice was wandering downstairs, but until Eunice opened the door, he was motionless, his black hair draped over his shoulders, his black suit wrapped around his long, muscular body. On the body, except for the pale skin that seeps through, the whole person wants to blend into the night.

But just looking at him, Eunice felt that there was no sound from the next door, upstairs, and downstairs.

She lowered her eyes, walked into the house with the things in her hand, put the plastic bag in her hand aside, took out a box of matches from the drawer of the shoe cabinet, struck out the fire skillfully, and then lit the fire on the coffee table. That candlestick.

The candlelight was limited, but it finally pulled Ah Luo out of the darkness.

"Have you eaten?" Eunice tried her best to calm down her tone, but this calmness was a bit stiff. She paused, then simply put the plastic bag containing raw duck blood on the coffee table, and sat down opposite Ah Luo. , and said, "I invite you to dinner."

As soon as the words fell, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Alice's private message jumped into her mind.

"I saw you having dinner with Aro."

The corner of Eunice's mouth twitched slightly, what a candlelight dinner.