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Virgil was standing right behind Calvin, next to a luxury Lincoln car under the shade of a lush tree at sunset.

Some slender golden rays fell on his face through the leaves. In the shadows, Virgil's face was as white as a stone statue in a cemetery, but his green eyes were extremely bright. He was wearing a gray-blue dress A shirt, a pair of jeans, and slightly damp hair hanging on his forehead.

The moment the two of them looked at each other, the flow of air seemed to be paused by someone, time suddenly stopped, and the surroundings were silent.

The shadow of a tree pulled out a long twisted black shadow behind Virgil, which looked like the wings of a dragon, but at the same time, the rays of the setting sun dyed Virgil's cheeks golden. Red trim.The strong contrast between light and dark outlines Virgil's clear and deep facial contours. Under the thick eyelashes are emerald-like eyes, and bright red and moist thin lips. Virgil's expression is a bit strange. At this moment, his face That kind of half-smile made him look a little different from the boy in Calvin's memory.He seemed to have suddenly become a lot older, and his facial features revealed a terrifying and dangerous handsomeness.

He stared at Calvin, his eyes were so hot that it made people feel scared.

"Vigily?"

Calvin spoke slowly, and he found that his voice was also a little hollow.

Exhausted, he held his breath unconsciously, his heartbeat began to speed up a little bit, and he found that he was even a little afraid to move—because he was afraid that Vigilie would be like that restaurant, which he imagined in his insanity Come out hallucination.

"Oh - my God! Calvin! My God, is it really you?"

After hearing Calvin's voice, Virgil ran over like a dog rushing towards its owner, and then he grabbed Calvin's arm forcefully.

"I've been looking for you—"

Vigily said hurriedly close to Calvin's ear, and his exhalation warmly hit Calvin's ear.Calvin smelled the aroma of the bath liquid coming from his neck, it was the smell of green grass, with a slight dampness.

And his embrace was so hard that Calvin was squeezed so tightly by his arms that he almost felt pain.Calvin raised his head and looked at Virgil in a daze. He still looked like the young master who was too naive and ignorant of the world, but he was more flustered than usual.The dangerous and evil green-eyed man just now was like a hallucination imagined by Calvin.

"Thank goodness you're real."

Calvin whispered in Virgil's arms.

"Of course I'm real... what happened? Calvin, you look... look really bad..."

Virgili let go of Calvin very worriedly, he grabbed Calvin's shoulder, and glanced back and forth at the latter's body.Immediately afterwards, he carried Calvin into his car like a puppet.

"No, Virgil, I..."

Calvin tried to struggle, but he soon found that he was helpless under Virgil's shackles. Of course, he had realized this before, but today Virgil seemed stronger than ever before, that kind of The feeling of being completely unable to shake him even a little bit really displeased Calvin.

"Calvin, listen, get in my car, you're about to pass out."

Virgil repeated in Calvin's ear over and over again.

And on the way to the villa that Calvin was already somewhat familiar with, he kept repeating the same thing at a very fast pace the whole way—he saw Calvin’s note and remembered that he almost sent it. Crazy, driving around town all day trying to find Calvin.

"...I don't know what happened to you, why did you leave suddenly? I always feel that Fogg offended you, you are not the kind of stingy person. Well, I always feel that you encountered something very difficult That's why things are like this, God, you don't know how afraid I am that you are in danger..."

Calvin was sitting on pins and needles in Virgil's car. He always felt a faint sweet smell in the car, the smell of human blood.He thought of his backpack. In the confined space, the backpack that was once soaked in the blood-smelling air seemed to emit that terrible smell.

"Vigily, if you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better let me out of the car." Calvin warned.

"Don't worry, I can handle trouble."

"You don't know anything at all, this fucking is not the kind of little trouble you thought..."

He's messing with the whole Adventist faction, and a freak admirer who might be a fucking serial murderer, and oh yeah, maybe his own sanity.

Thinking of this, Calvin's tone already had some vicious meanings in it.

In response to him, there was a sound of brakes, and the car stopped.

"I said, I can handle it."

Virgil turned his head and repeated the sentence again.His voice actually sounded really convincing.

Calvin fell silent, looking out the car window, surprised to find that he had returned to Virgil's house.Virgili drove the car into the garage, got out of the car and turned to the other side of the car, and opened the door for Calvin.

"There are some celebrities living in this neighborhood." He held Calvin's wrist and said as he took him out of the car. After seeing Calvin's slightly confused gaze, he hurriedly added another sentence of explanation, "So here People pay great attention to privacy, and will not allow idlers to hang around here, and before I bring you back, I have circled around several times, and no one is following you."

Calvin raised his eyes and glanced at Virgil, and the green-eyed young man showed a look of begging for praise.

"You really... God... I'm really in a big trouble." Calvin whispered, rubbing his temples, "I don't want you to get involved."

"Can I take this sentence as your concern for me?" Vigili smiled, and at this moment he seemed to have a little shadow of Fogg.

"you--"

"Calvin, listen to me, you take a break first, and then we can discuss your trouble again? Take a step back and say, if the trouble you got into is really that serious, now you 'already' followed I'm home, and even the guy at the bar knows I've been stalking you for a while, and if I had to be involved in this trouble, I would have been involved."

"..."

In the end, Calvin was somewhat absent-minded and was forcibly brought into the house by Virgil.

Virgili asked him to take off his dusty coat and put on a slightly oversized T-shirt and trousers.Then he put Calvin on the sofa in the living room, and he went back to the kitchen and gave Calvin a clear glass filled with ice cubes and a bottle of Coke.

Virgil's original intention should be to calm Calvin down by ingesting water and sugar, but after seeing Coke, Calvin's fragile nerves were once again pulled.

He feels confused, weak and questioning, not knowing how it all happened, everything is bad, nothing is going according to plan... Adventists are so aggressive, killers in the house with red beards...

There is also a restaurant.

God, he wished he could figure out what the restaurant was about.