Mr. Cat

After dinner, Victor drove Louis and Lu Wu back to his house in his little broken car.

Victor lives dozens of miles away from Grasse, and there are flower fields along the way. The closer to the end, the more roses there are.However, Louis had no time to take care of these flourishing scenes. He asked hoarsely, "Dad, what did you mean by that?"

"I'll tell you when I get back," Victor borrowed the rearview mirror, glanced at the fat gray fox in Louis's arms, and snorted dissatisfiedly again.Lu Wu squatted on Louis' knee, seemingly calm and relaxed, but in fact he was in a state of confusion. His spirit was damaged, and he didn't remember many things at all, leaving only a vague outline.Although the soul has been nourished now, the wet memories may not come back.

He was a little guilty, he still knew what kind of personality he had at the beginning.He clearly remembered that he had no direct contact with Victor 100 years ago. After making an agreement with Lu Danchuan, he fell into a deep sleep again, and did not wake up until half a year ago. There was no memory gap in between.

Could it be more time ago?

Victor built a stone house by the sea, and a tall tower was erected beside it.It is not so much a villa as it is a lighthouse.However, there is no port here, and it was the first time Louis saw the place where Victor lived. His expression cracked, and he pointed to this "house" and stammered, "Dad, you live here? Don't tell me this is the lighthouse." ?” Which guy would build a lighthouse here, only to find it useless after the completion, and then his father swaggered to live in him.

"It's the lighthouse, but it's been abandoned." Victor ruthlessly smashed Louis' hopes, and he raised his eyebrows proudly, "Do you think it's particularly condescending, and it's very convenient to see the sea, flowers and sheep from here. "

Louis was speechless, unable to laugh or cry: "You just want to be happy." The space of the lighthouse is large enough, and Victor's daily perfume making and essential oil extraction are all carried out in this behemoth.

After thinking about it, Louis calmed down. His father never played cards according to common sense. He imagined that his father should live an idyllic life. The house is similar to the one in Glass, painted in warm light red or light yellow. , There are vast rose fields in front of and behind the house.As a result, his father directly set up a lighthouse by the sea.

There is no base station here, and the mobile phone signal is not very good. When Victor usually makes video contact with Louis, he will drive to Grasse on purpose.After inquiring about the surrounding environment clearly, Louis let out a long sigh: "Dad, it's really hard work for you."

Victor herds sheep and grows flowers on weekdays. When the flower season comes, he makes and blends incense. The rest of his spare time is reading.In Victor's residence, there are piles of books everywhere.As soon as the wooden door was pushed open, the strong fragrance of roses swarmed in. There was a shoe cabinet with a bunch of lilies on it.There is a portrait hanging on the wall directly opposite. The beauty in the painting holds a rose in her hand and smiles with downcast eyes. It is shockingly beautiful.

That was Louis' mother, Lu Xinsu.

Noticing Louis' sight, Victor laughed: "I drew it some time ago, how about it? I fell in love with your mother at first sight because of this smile."

Louis nodded: "Mom, it's beautiful."

"Come here quickly, I've been thinking about when you will come to find me for the past few years." Victor changed into cotton slippers, "Remember to change into slippers, the beach is still quite damp."

Louis did as he said, obediently put on his slippers, hugged the gray civet cat, and carefully followed behind Victor.Orange lamps emit a warm light, illuminating the house.Both sides of the corridor are full of books, and the book towers are almost reaching the ceiling, which looks precarious.

The old wooden boards creaked and creaked, and Louis arched his back and walked lightly through the book forest. While paying attention to the pile of books, he said, "Dad, don't you have a bookshelf? Why are there piles of books everywhere?" yes?"

"Oh, there are too many books, and the bookshelf can't fit them down." Victor said, picking up a feather duster from nowhere, and cleaned the cobwebs on the ceiling casually, "I haven't been here for a long time, huh, even spiders have been born for several generations It’s gone.” He opened the window, and outside the window was the blue ocean, and he could clearly hear the ebb and flow of the tide, Victor leaned over to blow off the dust on the window sill, and the dust elf flew to the sea, dancing in the afternoon sunset.

The gray civet cat jumped onto the window sill, and the sunlight fell on his gray fur, as if covering him with a golden veil.

"Little Louis, don't come in, it's messy inside," Victor said immediately, not knowing where he got into.All kinds of books were piled up in front of Louis, leaving a gap as wide as one person for Victor to enter and exit, so Louis had to stay outside and pick a book at random to read.

The text on the book is twisted and twisted, it seems to be Tibetan or Mongolian, and Louis can't understand it at all.He repeated the same trick, picked out a few more books, and opened them. Good guy, the text in each book is different. Victor didn’t know how many languages ​​he had learned over the years.Louis clicked his tongue in admiration, his father was always beyond his expectations.

Lu Wu squatted on the window sill, staring at the tide, his pair of amber animal pupils were as clear as ice.Louis imitated him lying on the window sill, leaning on his arm, and asked him, "Mr. Cat, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking," Lu Wu said, "I seem to be in the same place, seeing the same sea, the same sky, and the same cloud."

Louis smiled and said, "Why? The sea, sky, cloud and water are always changing."

As soon as the words fell, he realized that what Lu Wu said was actually that he had been here.Louie never had exact memories, but he knew it was possible.Back then, the territory of Western Rome included the Mediterranean Sea, and they had been to this land.

Lu Wu looked up at him: "You will remember, don't frown, you look like an old man."

"You are the least qualified to say anything about me," Louis said viciously as he hugged Lu Wu and pinched the civet cat's snow-white paws.

Victor finally got out of the pile of books at this time, holding a wooden box, he moved very lightly, lest he knocked down the pile of books beside him: "Look, this is it."

After making black tea and preparing pastries, Victor put the wooden box in front of Louis: "Little Louis, do you know how I became a vampire?"

"Born to be a vampire, living on blood," Louis picked up his teacup and took a sip, "You told me."

Lu Wu still maintained the appearance of a raccoon cat, squatting on the chair, the black tea on the table was steaming, Victor glanced at it, and said casually: "Mr. Kunlun, it's better for you to become a human being, it's not good if the tea is cold Drink it." After that, he turned his eyes to the ocean, but said in his mouth: "Little Louis, do you want to hear about my past?"

Louis was taken aback for a moment, and replied, "Of course."

"I was born in the seventeenth century, you know—the rulers of this land were the Bourbons at that time, and I was the exact twin son of the Sun King, but unfortunately, I was not Recognized existence, left in unofficial history, although I have blue blood that people flock to, but I can only live on blood, attacking others within a few days of birth, and sucking blood." Victor wrote lightly.

"Louis XIV did have a twin brother. The legend of the Man in the Iron Mask is true, but unfortunately it is far from the truth. The twin was abandoned from the beginning. Even when Louis was 14, he himself did not know that he had such a brother."

Victor's description was without emotion, without any so-called hatred or resentment. In his opinion, the existence of vampires is indeed terrifying, no wonder they choose to abandon their babies.

"In this way, not long after I was born, I was abandoned in the outer suburbs and picked up by my adoptive father. My adoptive father's name was Victor, and he was also a vampire."

In the dark Middle Ages, the nameless vampire was invincible in the life-and-death struggle with the Holy See, and named himself Victor.After the fall of Eastern Rome, the Vatican declined and became dying. Victor wandered for thousands of years and was bruised and bruised in the struggle. He felt extremely tired and decided to find a place to live in seclusion.

Victor was born on the eve of the fall of the Western Roman Empire. He grew up through struggles, and learned moves to protect himself by chance.Because of his childhood experience, he loves bright flowers and the fragrance of flowers.He came to the Mediterranean coast, where the land is most fertile and the climate is warmest.Living at the foot of the Alps, Victor began to search for flower seeds and cultivated the sea of ​​flowers himself.

The sea of ​​flowers spread to a small leather town by the sea. Victor had a plan and decided to do business with the townspeople.The leather stinks a lot, and the floral scent covers it up a bit.Gradually, Victor began to have the first pot of gold in a real sense.

Victor began to go to the capital frequently, where there are the most merchants and the most well-informed news channels. He wants to make more money and build a beautiful big house for himself.Unexpectedly, when he went to the capital for the second time, he met a poor little guy like him.

The little one was still a baby, with beautiful platinum-blonde hair, and a vampire would never die unless its head was severed.When Victor saw him, it was as if he saw himself thousands of years ago, vulnerable and deceitful, wandering on the line of life and death.If it weren't for the help of noble people, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live until now.In order to confirm the identity of the baby, Victor secretly followed the abandoned baby with the baby in his arms, and found that the abandoned baby was actually a member of the royal family.

Victor was completely relieved. On the way back, he was in a good mood. He even quietly bought two cute lambs and brought them back to Grasse.

"My father gave me his name and raised me with lamb's blood. He calls himself a gardener and loves to cultivate all kinds of flowers. He taught me all the techniques of planting flowers and making fragrances," Victor lightly said. Laughing, "He likes to read, and he keeps a notebook. It's a treasure, and he always reads it over and over again. I'm greedy, and I always want to know what's written in it."

When little Victor was five years old, Victor finally saved enough money to repair the house and invited craftsmen to build a house for himself.When Little Victor was ten years old, the house was finally repaired. It was not accurate to say that it was a house. It was more like a tall tower, standing by the sea and looking east.