deformed bone

Virgil looked down at the glass of unknown mixture in front of him in bewilderment—he really couldn't call it a Mojito without conscience.The glass of strange liquid gave off a very strange smell, and the green lemon swirled around in the glass as if it was about to drown.There was an obviously embarrassed expression on Vigilie's face, he opened his mouth and stammered: "I...you want me to drink it?"

"Helen" didn't answer him. On the contrary, this man with an indifferent expression and extreme beauty stretched out two fingers, gently pressed against the wall of the cup that was already wet with liquid, and pushed the cup in the direction of the silly boy.

Virgil stared at "Helen"'s fingers for a moment. The man's fingers were long and slender, his nails were slightly whitish due to malnutrition, and there were thin and rough calluses on his finger pads that lacked maintenance.No one knew what Virgili thought of, but his face suddenly turned redder.

Vigily bit his lip, he didn't seem to dare to raise his head to meet "Helen". A few seconds later, he grabbed the cup suddenly and took a sip with an unusually ferocious momentum.

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"Cough cough cough..."

Then Virgil almost fell off the seat directly, he arched his body violently and coughed violently as if he was going to cough up his internal organs.

The terrible cough made the bartender cast a slightly reproachful glance at "Helen", who turned his gaze to the other side with a blank expression.

If Virgili can be like a bar regular, the first time he drinks "Helen's works - you can also make them into cocktails or poison or something - it's okay to spit out those horrible liquids However, this young man with mint-colored eyes forced the mouthful of "Mojito" down his throat. His eyes were wide open, overflowing with tears, and big biological tears ran down his His cheeks were bleeding, and his entire eye sockets were flushed, as if he had been secretly hiding and crying for half a month.

The bartender gave Virgil a sympathetic look, poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Virgil.

Mr. Little Snack drank the water tremblingly while holding the cup, his chin got wet.To be honest, at this moment, he looks pitiful and extremely embarrassed. His tear-filled eyes can easily remind people of some small animals after being bullied, the kind that make you want to reach out and touch your head Small animals... However, this gentleman also has fluffy hair that should look very soft to the touch.

"Helen" put his hands in his pockets, and he leaned on the bar and looked down at Virgil with no expression on his face.His astonishing beauty imbued his silence with something indescribably oppressive.

After finally calming down, Virgil hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped off the water marks on his neck and chin. His face was flushed and he was very restless. He seemed to want to shrink himself into a small ball. "Hold... sorry..."

His voice was hoarse, and he blushed and muttered.

"Helen" continued to maintain that indifferent face without any sympathy, and he took Virgili's mojito away.

"Fine. Get out when you're done, 'Master.'"

After a while, "Helen" said to Virgili calmly.

Virgili kept covering his mouth with his hand and looked at "Helen" in shock as he was crying. He didn't seem to have reacted yet.

"Eh? But... wait..."

"This is not where you should be."

"Helen" shrugged, perhaps because of Virgil's pitiful appearance, he even kindly added the last piece of advice——

"You'll get yourself in trouble, cutie, and you'll get us in trouble too."

——Even when the advice came out of his mouth, it was still cold and hard, more like some kind of wonderful threat.

However, his threats seemed to have no effect on Virgil, under the meaningful gaze of the bartender, Virgil stumbled up from his seat, his whole body leaned forward, almost lying on the table Waggling the non-existent tail at "Helen".

"I-I-I...I know, but...May I know your number? Uh...Name is fine too...I mean name and number..."

It seemed that Virgil would fall into an acquired stuttering state as soon as he caught sight of "Helen". This young man with mint-colored eyes asked a series of questions to "Helen" in a panic.

"No. Go away, young master, I will say it for the last time."

"Helen" raised his eyebrows, and his eyes seemed to have turned cold.

Virgilli put the whole bag on the bar, stood up in panic and tried to open the bag.

"I, I really don't mean anything else, I just have a graduation project... can I paint your portrait? Your face... your face is really the most powerful and beautiful I have ever seen Face……"

He didn't seem to notice that when he tried to open the handbag, other people in the bar cast unusually vigilant eyes on him, and several tall figures stood up in the dark. "Helen" looked up at them, and then he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Virgil's bag. He shook his head silently, and those people slowly retreated into the shadows.

He was still silent, but Virgil misunderstood his silence.

"No no no... It's okay if you hate your graduation project, I mean just let me draw your portrait... I just want to draw you, you really..." Vigili paused, his eyes changed It was very bright, and the color of the pupils became very light. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, "It's so beautiful."

Virgili said to "Helen".

"You are nothing short of a miracle."

There was a strange frenzy at the end of his words.

The muscles under "Helen"'s eyelids were slightly tensed because of a certain word, and he pulled up the hat from behind to cover his head again.Then he came out from behind the bar.

Vigily stood beside the seat nervously and expectantly, the way he looked at him could only be described as ecstasy.The young son blushed so much that he could bleed. Even from the standpoint of a bystander, he could tell that he had been completely bewitched by "Helen". He was so bewitched that his soul was squeezed clean.

"Helen" approached him step by step.Virgil held his breath. This clumsy and shy son had a tall figure that didn't match his personality. Looking down from his line of sight, the upper half of "Helen"'s face was covered by a hat, and the shadow enveloped his face. It made Virgili unable to see the expression of "Helen".

Then Virgil saw "Helen" open her arms towards him.

boom -

The world exploded into fireworks in Virgil's mind, magnificent sparks were blooming and burning, slowly outlining a bright light.His heart was soaked in honey and maple syrup in an instant, and the sweet taste spread to the tip of his tongue.

He thought it was a hug, he didn't know why "Helen" would give him a hug, but he still smirked, blushing and opened his hands towards "Helen".

Then, "Helen" carried Virgil on her shoulders in that posture.

"Wow--"

The few customers in the bar burst into laughter, and they let out a long whistle.

"Helen"'s shoulders were pressed against Virgil's stomach. He was really thin, and his bones seemed to be covered only by a thin layer of skin, which made Virgil very painful. He felt that "Helen" was obviously malnourished, but It seems that it is difficult for a malnourished person to have such terrifying strength as "Helen"...

Vigily's vision dimmed while he was thinking wildly, his body flew into the air, and then fell heavily on the dirty street full of dust and sewage outside the Cross Bar.Brown stains stained his woolen trousers.And before he could react, a thick, cold piece of leather fell on him, it was his handbag.

Louder laughter came from inside the bar.

Virgili sat on the ground stupidly and looked up at the person leaning against the door.A few seconds ago, "Helen" threw him out of the door like a large bag of garbage.

"roll."

"Helen" folded her hands on her chest and said coldly.