[Comprehensive British and American] vampires modern daily life

Strictly speaking, "3000 Years Ago" actually has no ending. This lingering story for nearly 3000 years came to an abrupt end with the death of the author Eunice. By the Xun River, wearing an old woolen blanket, she looked almost dully at the East River which gradually became busier as the sky got brighter. She suddenly remembered that she had an endless life, and this The endless future will be filled with such busy mornings that have nothing to do with her.

The story ends here, and no one knows whether the author will let the hero and heroine meet again after thousands of years of missing.

Over the past century, many readers have been quite dissatisfied with this ending, and even some girls with good writing skills took up their pens and wrote their ideal ending after being sentimental.These re-created stories were originally circulated by fans in the fan circle of "3000 Years Ago" for self-entertainment. Unexpectedly, when the "3000 Years Ago" reading program of "Long Reader" was coming to an end, the person who shared with "3000 Years Ago" The female anchor with the same name as the author of "The Former" suddenly announced that the last episode of the program will read the ending of "3000 Years ago" written by herself.

This news was like a thunderstorm in the fan circle, and many fans poured into the twitter of the female anchor Eunice, begging the goddess not to give them a knife.

At this time, Eunice was frowning, and she was looking over and over at the quill she had just bought from Amazon under the lamp, but she shook her head, "This is not an authentic quill at all..."

"How do you want an authentic quill?" Natasha, who just finished her mission, was wearing a tight leather jacket, standing behind Eunice with her arms folded, looking down at her, "It's rare for me to see it written by hand now. Novel and must write with quill and parchment."

Eunice adjusted the light of the desk lamp brighter, and with a face of reluctance, used the new quill pen to write a few pretty English characters on the parchment notebook, and then said: "Natasha, you don't understand, This is my insistence."

"Is it the same as drinking blood from a goblet?"

"Of course." Eunice lifted her chin, proud of her peculiar way of eating.

After she wrote a paragraph, she raised her head again and looked back at Natasha: "You just finished your mission, why didn't you go to your dormitory to take a bath, why did you come to watch me write a novel?"

Natasha also raised her chin: "I want to be the first reader of the real ending of "3000 Years ago."

Eunice smiled and shook her head: "Sorry, you are not."

Natasha narrowed her eyes.

"The first reader is of course the hero." Eunice winked at her. "He already knew the ending before I put it into words."

Natasha bent down, leaned in front of Eunice, and looked at her carefully. When she was staring at Eunice in a daze, she stood up straight again and laughed: "It seems that all women The ending that children want to see?"

Eunice raised her eyebrows, turned around again, and wrote another paragraph on the parchment rather unfamiliarly, then rested her chin on one hand, shrugged her shoulders: "Probably."

Although she couldn't hear anything in her tone, the pen in her hand moved very briskly. The radio on her upright piano was playing a slightly thin but charming female voice, singing about leaving the city with her lover , Surrounded by fireflies, dancing to the sound of her lover's heartbeat, with a stroke of the pen in her hand, she wrote the sentence "Although he has no heartbeat" on the dark brown paper with lightly scented ink.

"Although he doesn't have a heartbeat, I can still feel the enthusiasm in his hard and cold chest, which seems to be rolling with volcanic magma. I touched his chest lightly with my hand, then put my ear on it, and he held me in his arms Li, and then talked about the feeling of being disappointed every time I searched for me over the years. For more than 2000 years, I only suffered for my loneliness, but I forgot that the pain was far more than me alone. He stood alone for me In the furnished room, a bottle of cut roses is placed on the windowsill every day, and my portrait is placed within his reach. He is surrounded by me, but there is no me. He said that the original After a long period of suffering, the love is about to turn into hatred. When he saw me again, apart from ecstasy and disbelief, he actually wanted to lock me up, by his side, in a way that he only needs to open my eyes. A place that can be seen with the naked eye, and in the days to come, he will never close his eyes again."

"But he knows he can't."

"He whispered in my ear that just thinking about losing it again would drive me crazy, so he buried all those dark thoughts in his heart and approached cautiously, just like when we first met when we were children. In that way, he touched my hand anxiously but with expectation, and when I had no objection, he tried to go further."

"'In 2000, I learned a lot of things.' He said, 'I learned how to love fairly and honestly.'."

Eunice finished reading the paragraph she had written and received no response. She turned to see Natasha asleep on the back of her loveseat, her red hair somewhat disheveled. On her cheeks, after slightly closing those bewitching eyes, she could clearly see the dark circles under her eyes.

She had just been on a mission, hadn't gotten a full night's sleep for more than 72 hours, and was injured to some degree.Although Black Widow is the omnipotent superhero in the population, in the final analysis, she is Natasha Romanoff, and she is still a human being.

Eunice exhaled, dimmed the desk lamp, stood up, and turned off the radio.

As soon as the radio switch made a slight "click", she heard a gust of wind coming from the balcony. She turned her head and looked at the balcony. There was nothing but the curtains that were slightly shaken by the wind. She He simply inserted the quill pen back into the ink bottle, pressed the ink bottle on the stack of parchment, and walked slowly to the balcony.

In the late night of Brooklyn, there are colored street lights, the sound of night cars, and occasional footsteps and coughs downstairs, adding a bit of loneliness tonight, and the Brooklyn Bridge in the distance is rendered gorgeously by the lights, in the night sky Very bright.

She leaned against the window and looked, and then heard a few small wind sounds, and the sound of the parchment being turned.

She turned her head abruptly, only to see a tall figure standing in front of the desk, flipping through the pages of her manuscript paper under the dim light of the desk lamp, she walked over quickly, but still hadn't snatched those pages back , and was first pulled into the cold and hard arms of the other party.

Fortunately, she was also a vampire, and she was strong enough not to cry out from knocking her chin.

The person who came was wearing a black suit, still an overly formal three-piece suit, the trousers were ironed straight, and the brown leather shoes were so shiny that they could almost be used as a mirror.

Eunice wanted to roll her eyes, but before she could, she smelled a faint scent of roses from his body. She paused, and then said, "How can you casually flip through my diary."

"As you said, the hero already knew the ending. Let me see if there's anything wrong with the ending I know?" Ask for a fight.

Eunice finally rolled her eyes.

"Did I say those words?" Ah Ro asked.

"No." Eunice said blankly, "Artistic processing."

Ah Luo laughed sullenly: "It seems that you should be the one who has the ability to read minds." He gently stroked Eunice's hair with his white-gloved hands, "You actually read all the words in my heart." It's written."

Eunice raised her head, looked into his blood-red eyes, and captured all the subtle emotions in his eyes.

Where does she need the ability to read minds? When she loves someone, the love in her eyes cannot be hidden.

She reached out and patted Ah Luo's cheek, and said, "Hey, don't hinder me from making up the ending."

Ah Luo raised his eyebrows: "We haven't seen each other for many days."

"Don't think I don't know that you watch me every day on the roof opposite my house."

"Sister, you are wrong, this is not your home, your home is in Waterla." Aro said, lowered his head, asked Eunice on the forehead, and lowered his voice, "After this radio program is finished, we will Come home with me?"

Eunice smiled at him, and then pressed his face: "Go away."

"Sister." There was a hint of grievance in the voice so soft that water could be squeezed out.

"Don't act like a baby." Eunice drove A Luo to the other side, then sat down at the table by herself, and took out the quill again, "A vampire over 3000 years old is still playing like a baby .”

Ah Luo put his hands on her shoulders, leaned down, and blew behind her ears, and said stickily: "I didn't say that, sister, can I always act like a baby to you..."

"That's what I said many years ago..." Eunice waved her hand impatiently, "Go, go, I'm annoying when I see you."

"You clearly wrote in your diary that you love me so much, how could you get annoyed when you see me?"

"That's artistic processing!"

Ah Luo smiled with his eyes crooked, he bowed his head and kissed the back of Eunice's neck, and then left from the window, Eunice exhaled after hearing the sound of the wind caused by him jumping off the balcony, The hand holding the quill pen paused, then inserted the pen back into the ink bottle, and then reached out to touch his ear.

Just as her fingertips touched the place A Luo had kissed before, she heard a slightly smiling voice behind her: "It turns out that Eunice and A Luo get along like this."

Eunice closed her eyes: "I knew you weren't asleep."

"What gave you the illusion that an agent would sleep until you were still acquainted like a pig when you were flirting?" Natasha's voice was hoarse, her tone was lazy, and there was even a bit of teasing.

Eunice snorted, took out the quill, and said, "Now you are the first reader of the real ending."

Natasha lazily leaned on the sofa and nodded: "Yes, I didn't expect the elegant and cunning A Luo to look like this when facing you in "3000 Years ago". It seems that I am not only The first one should be the only one."

Eunice looked back at her, narrowing her eyes slightly: "So how can you thank me?"

Natasha smiled: "Please go to the Chinese restaurant in Flushing to eat duck blood, either raw or cooked."

Eunice twitched her lips, "Farewell."

On the day of the final episode of "The Reader"'s "3000 Years Ago" special program, Eunice took a picture of the Brooklyn Bridge shrouded in the setting sun from the balcony of her small apartment in the morning, and posted it on Twitter with the text It is "Brooklyn without Spiderman and Iron Man". Many early fans saw it and laughed and discussed the chase between Spiderman and Green Goblin on the Brooklyn Bridge not long ago. After a while, the topic changed. It's time for the finale of "3000 Years Ago" tonight.

—— "How will our female anchor Eunice continue to write this ending?"

——"Kneel and beg the goddess not to strike!"

——"Begging the goddess to let the two of them be together!"

——"Do you know about the classic fan "The Overbearing Vampire's Lost Young Wife?"

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Eunice was standing on the balcony, smiling and scrolling through fans' comments. Suddenly, a comment jumped into her eyes.

——"Which work does the goddess plan to read aloud after the broadcast of "3000 Years Later"?"

Her fingers paused, and she habitually looked across.

In a window of the tall building opposite, there was a tall figure in a black suit standing. After being exposed the day before, this failed tracker had broken his cans and completely gave up hiding.

She smiled and clicked on the reply to this comment.

"go home."

The author has something to say: I was busy with the exam some time ago, so I haven't updated the episode, sorry~

This is the first episode~