[Comprehensive British and American] vampires modern daily life

It has been many years since Eunice saw Didemi last time. At that time, the lively and lovely little girl had grown into a slim young girl with thick dark brown curly hair and skin as fair as milk. Ah Luo is somewhat similar, but softer, like a new bud that has just opened a few petals in spring, immature and lovable.

She knelt before the king with tears on her face and pleading eyes.

The king was over forty years old, with a fat body, leaning on the couch, letting a beautiful female slave rub his shoulders, narrowing his eyes slightly, looking up and down at this young and beautiful girl, then smiled and said: "Okay , You let your mother come and beg me for mercy."

Didymi's shoulders trembled slightly, she lowered her head and said nothing.

"You also know how much she looks down on me from the bottom of her heart, right? Now she is looking forward to my death every day. If it weren't for her body not being as good as before, and Botis was relegated to other places by me, and Fendel died. You should follow the example of poisoning her son with your own hands ten years ago, and kill me." The king waved his hand, and the smile on his face deepened, but his tone was chillingly gloomy.

"It's not like that, my mother told me, she didn't participate..."

"Whether she participated or not, she knows very well in her heart." The king shook his head and said in a brisk tone.

"She has never looked down on me. She thinks that I am a humble Thracian nobleman, but with the blessing of my ancestors, I became the king of Corinth. I'm not worthy of her, an old-fashioned commoner in Athens, but..." He paused, raised his chin, "I just have the ability to let her die."

Didemi opened her eyes slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes again. She knelt down on the ground, moved forward eagerly, and said, "Father, father, you can't do this, mother is just confused for a while, her illness Really serious."

"Of course I know." The king raised the corner of his mouth, "She also knows very well, I just gave her back the penis she put in her son's wine glass in small portions."

Didymi was stunned on the spot, her whole body was like a stiff stone, and Eunice, who was floating on her shoulders, was also slightly surprised.

"In the face of such a poisonous woman, we have to strike first." The king closed his eyes, lay back on the couch, groped for the hand of the female slave who was kneading his shoulders, and said slowly, " And you, Didymie, Corinth will give you a place, but you should be ready and married."

Eunice turned into a cloud of misty and invisible smoke, and followed Didemi, who was in a daze, all the way to a palace in the corner of the Corinthian Palace.

Compared with the current splendor of the Corinthian Palace, this palace can be described as simple and simple. The doorposts in front of the palace are covered with scratches, and there are even gaps that have been chiseled. , only a piece of rosemary under the window sill is still alive, and only this kind of green adds some color to this gloomy yard, which does not seem lifeless.

Eunice only remembers that she has lived in the palace for 18 years, but the number of times she has actually walked to this remote corner can be counted on one hand. Those who were honored and favored in the past live here now.

Before entering the door, Didymi wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve, adjusted her expression, and then opened the door and walked in. The old wooden door made a harsh creaking sound when it was pushed open. Echoing in the empty inner room makes people feel bleak.

Eunice followed and floated into the house. From the darkness, she saw Celia lying on the bed with a haggard look.

Celia heard the noise and slowly opened her eyes. After seeing the faint figure, she smiled and said in a weak voice, "You are here, my baby."

Didymi sat in front of the bed, held her hand, nodded heavily: "I'm here."

"That's great." Celia smiled with difficulty, "Can you play the violin for a while, I want to hear it."

Reluctantly, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the position at the head of her bed, and Eunice had seen it when she came in. There was a lyre beside the bed. It was far away and neglected, but despite this, she could recognize it as the piano she had given Ah Luo when she was a child.

Later, the violin slipped from the arms of the dying Arrow and remained in the Corinthian palace forever.

"Mother..." Didymi's voice was already a little choked up, "I don't play well."

"Your Luo brother played so badly when I was a child, I can even hear it..." Celia said with a smile.

Didemi nodded, then lowered her head, silently wiped away the tears that were about to rush out of her eyes, then turned sideways, carefully picked up the lyre, took a deep breath, held her breath, and then plucked it. one of the strings.

This piano has not been maintained for many years, the strings are a little loose, and the sound it plays has drifted far away. To be honest, it is not very pleasant.

However, those who play the piano play carefully, and those who listen to the piano listen carefully.

Eunice floated in mid-air, staring at Celia carefully. After watching for a long time, she really realized that what the maids said was right. Celia was old, and because of chronic poisoning, her face was pale. Very bad, and the eyes are cloudy.

Since she was a child, she had heard the story of Prometheus, the first warrior in Corinth, who abandoned his family and country for an Athenian woman. When she was eight years old, she saw Celia and Aro mother and son from Athens for the first time. She was still young. She already knew what beauty and ugliness are, and looking at Celia, she also felt ignorantly that it seemed reasonable for Pumetheus to go away to Athens for her.

At that time, Celia was very beautiful. Even if she looked a little timid because she imitated the words and deeds of the noble girls of Corinth, she couldn't hide her beauty that surpassed everyone.

Now, the old and haggard Celia listened to the out-of-tuned lyre, and tears slowly filled her cloudy eyes. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Didemi's wrist. Didemi was stunned, and the piano sound suddenly stopped But, she let the tears slip from the corners of her eyes, and said: "I was wrong, I was wrong, Your Majesty, Eunice, Ah Luo, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Eunice's wandering gaze paused, but Didemi had already put the lyre aside, held Celia's hand tightly, and said eagerly: "Mother! Father said that you poisoned brother Aluo personally. , is that so? I...I don't believe..."

Celia opened her mouth, and then let out a sad laugh: "It's me."

Didymi's hands trembled.

"I promised Your Majesty, I will look at him and Corinth, but he is determined to go his own way, and I can't control him...I can't just watch him bury Corinth..." Celia slowly turned her head and looked at Didemi, At this time, her eyes were clearer, but Eunice knew that this was just a flashback before she died.

"Didemi, no one can poison their own child and remain indifferent, and I can't, let alone... Aro is the only child of me and Pumetheus." Celia looked at it lovingly Didymi, "But Your Majesty treats me and Aron like a mountain, and I can't watch Collins be buried with Aro's paranoia, and I can't watch Corinth being squandered by that Thracian. I don't owe Corinth anything , After I die, I will apologize to Ah Luo, but I also know that he will not forgive me."

Eunice watched as Didymi finally couldn't hold back the bursting tears, she fell on her mother's emaciated shoulder and wept silently. She wanted to reach out and touch her hair, but she stopped and looked at Celia.

Celia patted her daughter's trembling shoulder lightly, and said softly: "Actually, I don't know anything. I know that Ah Luo likes Eunice, but Eunice only treats him as a younger brother...that silly boy But he bumped into it... Later, Eunice died in Sparta, and he became more and more reticent, and his anger became more and more serious. I was worried, how could Collins be handed over to him? would destroy Corinth..."

The more she spoke, the weaker her voice became, and her eyes began to lose focus. When her erratic gaze caught on to Eunice, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she paused when she was speaking.

Eunice appeared in her smoke-like form, floating in mid-air, looking at Celia calmly.

"Eunice..." Celia's voice was only a very weak breath, but Eunice could still hear the pleading.

"Eunice, I have committed a lot of sins, so I can only go to Hades to pay for my sins. Can you help me watch Didemi... okay?"

Eunice looked at her, lowered her eyes, and nodded.

She smiled, stroked Didemi's hair, and slowly closed her eyes.

Eunice, on the other hand, looked at the pair of mother and daughter who were already separated by yin and yang, then lowered her head and looked at her hands.

That green olive is still verdant.

She always felt that she was dead and shouldn't interact with living people, but she first turned Aro into a vampire like herself, and then agreed to Celia's dying proposal to take care of Didemi. ask.

She was still unable to calm down to face the status quo.

After Celia's death, the current king of Corinth did not marry a queen, but lingered among young and beautiful bodies all day long. Didemi was still a princess, but she no longer had attendants who did their best for her , even the maid who brought her up couldn't bear to see her alone, and if she wanted to talk to her, she would be dragged away by others.

She completely became a superfluous person in the Corinthian palace.

Eunice would often come to the Corinth Palace to see her without telling A Luo and others. She lived in a remote palace in the corner, repairing the old lyre clumsily every day, and humming some Corinthian songs by herself from time to time. Old folk songs, and then dance to your own beat in the empty yard.

Eunice turned into a beam of light and landed on her shoulders. She murmured, "Why is the sun so cold today?" Then she smiled nonchalantly and twisted her waist.

Eunice originally thought that she would watch Didemi grow up, get married, have children, and grow old, silently watching over her in the dark, keeping her going well, safe and happy.

But in Didemi's year, accidents still happened.

King Corinth saw the plump and glamorous body all over, and inadvertently saw Didemi blooming like a flower bud, just like he was dumbfounded when he saw Celia for the first time.

The following story was like the most boring joke written by the goddess of fate. The king of Corinth took a fancy to his stepdaughter, and this gentle and lovely little girl struggled out of the restraints of the attendants and bumped into the The mottled gateposts in front of the dilapidated palace.

Large swathes of blood stained the white doorpost, and for the first time since she was a vampire, Eunice felt disgusted with delicious blood.