Blood Hourglass

Chapter 48: Endless happiness

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When I woke up, the sky was still slightly bright, and the sound of birds and the laughter of the wind outside the window kept coming, urging me to get up. It was really a happy morning. I put on my cloak and stood in front of the window. I opened the curtains and pushed open the window. Large tracts of bright red came into my eyes. Not far away, the sea of flowers on the other side was swaying in the wind, creating waves and flying up. The red clouds are red, and the blood-colored roses under the nearby window have climbed up to the edge of the window. The bright flowers are within reach, and with the gentle breeze, the fragrance fills the room from time to time. This scene can no longer be described with a beautiful word, and at this time, there is only one word in my heart, and that is happiness.

Although happiness has existed before, it has passed nearly a thousand years ago, and that feeling has long been an aftertaste like picking up flowers in the morning and has become tasteless. And the feeling of happiness at this time melted deeply into the heart and into the blood. It penetrated bit by bit, drop by drop, and finally penetrated into the depths of the soul.

A large white bed, a small single sofa, a wardrobe built into the wall, and no decorations on the wall. This is the room I have now, extremely simple. No matter in anyone's eyes, it does not reflect any nobility or magnificence, but it is very warm. Is this what I want? I asked myself deep in my heart, but I didn't get any answer. I only got two words, one word - happiness.

After the observation, I turned around and opened the door and walked downstairs. The hall downstairs was empty and very quiet.

"Miss, are you up so early?" Granny Hui's voice came from somewhere. That sound was so sweet that every syllable brought a warm feeling to my soul, so that to me it was incomparable even to the most esteemed hymns of the gods.

"Well, I couldn't sleep anymore, so I got up." I replied calmly. But I don’t think anyone with the most sensitive senses would be able to hear any trace of my true inner feelings from my expression and voice.

"How are your feet? Do they still hurt?" she continued in his voice.

"Foot?" I was stunned at first, and it took me two seconds to think clearly, so I replied, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all."

"That's good. You can go for a walk now and I'll ask you to have breakfast later." She asked very kindly.

"Okay, then I'll go for a walk outside." I agreed and quietly walked out of the hall. But in my heart I continued to enjoy the infinite happiness that those few words of hers gave me. Maybe others will wonder how I can be satisfied so easily. That’s because they don’t know that when I was alone without food or water, cold and hungry, I never heard a word of concern. When I fell down the hillside and was covered in wounds, blood, and in great pain, no one asked me how I was doing or if it hurt. But now, even if my foot is slightly bruised, someone will hold me in the car, and someone will ask me if it hurts. Isn't this kind of care enough to make me feel satisfied, happy, and happy

Compared with what I saw from the small window, the scenery outside was still the same sea of flowers and roses, but it had a completely different beauty.

Walking slowly along the path in front of the door, letting the breeze blow on my face and letting the flowers rain on my body, I don't think even the gods who are above me have the opportunity to feel this kind of comfort blended into nature. Thinking like this, I felt even more boundless happiness in my heart. I walked forward step by step, but my soulless eyes never looked at anything around me.

As I walked, I couldn't help but come to the flower seaside on the other side. The flowers were not as vibrant as the previous days. Some of them withered, but some left the branches and went with the wind before the natural fate came. I just don’t know which outcome is better, but maybe flowers are like people, they want different endings, I just hope that what they get is what they want. Suddenly I discovered something that I had always ignored, which was that Sinmo planted these flowers to remember how long he had lived. In fact, it didn't make much sense at all. Because even if he has one flower every year, many will grow in the next year, which is why there is this vast sea of flowers, so he will never be able to remember his age through these flowers. But I think the person involved should have discovered this fact a long time ago. As for why he continues to plant seeds, maybe it is just a way of comforting himself.

"You got up so early. It seems that you really can't adapt to the identity of this young lady now!" Suddenly an annoying voice from behind interrupted my meditation.

"What? You acquiesced?" Seeing that I remained silent, he continued.

"Then why don't you lie on the bed and be your eldest young master?" I knew very well that even if I didn't say anything, he would still keep pestering me, so it was better to fight back as soon as possible.

"I want to, too! But who told our annoying tutor to stipulate one painting a day!" He began to complain, "Said that it should be handed over to him within ten days before the start of school, and said that no painting should be left. If If there is one less picture, then let us draw ten pictures a day after school starts. Even if I can stand it, where can I find a suitable scenery?"

"Have you complained enough?" I asked impatiently. The preconceived bad impression was so deep-rooted that it seemed impossible for me to coexist peacefully with him.

"Girl, please be patient!" he accused.

"Why should I be patient with you!" I replied dismissively.

"No matter what, I am also your brother, so you can't speak with more respect." He demanded with a smile. It seemed that he was enjoying our quarrels, but he didn't know that this playboy knew what to drink.

"Have I ever admitted that you are my brother?" I asked coldly. Seeing the smile on his face made me even more ignorant. But apart from using harsh words to retaliate, I really had nothing to do with him. I couldn't really eat him! That goes against my own principles. Besides, it's not worth it for a human like him who refuses to settle down and always looks like he's unwilling to be a human being.

"Don't girls all like to have a handsome, talented, and loving brother? With a brother like me who fully meets the requirements, what are you dissatisfied with?" he continued.

"No need, I have found my biological brother. As for a young man like you to be my brother, I can't bear it." I replied confidently. I couldn't say that last time, but now it's completely different. Recalling the feeling of my brother holding me that night, I was so happy that I couldn't speak. It seemed that my whole heart had warmed up. The ice and snow in my heart were slowly melting under the bright sunshine. Every drop of melted water is hot, and gradually flows to the entire body, reviving the emotions that have been frozen for many years. This wonderful feeling that I have never had before, is this what my brother feels like? But I have never gotten it from this annoying playboy, and he dares to say that he is my loving brother.

"What? Didn't you say you don't have any relatives? When did you get a brother again?" He asked curiously.

"I just found it the night before yesterday. Do you have any objections?" I asked bluntly.

"I don't have any opinions. I'm just very interested in what the eldest brother of a girl like you, who looks like an ice cube, will look like!" He mocked.

"I don't want to waste words with you. If you want to know, just ask Sinmo. He knows very well what my brother looks like. After all, they have been together for hundreds of years." The more he wanted to know, the less I told him. Even in my heart at this time, I can see my brother's delicate and fair face so clearly, with blue but red eyes.

"Forget it if you don't tell me. What's the big deal." Seeing that I didn't want to tell him, he had no choice but to say. But I think from my previous words, if he wasn't a real fool, he should have noticed something. After all, I only went to one place the night before.

"Don't move!" With him around, I couldn't calmly appreciate the beauty of nature, so I planned to go further away and continue to enjoy the comfort just now, but he suddenly stopped me loudly.

"Do you think I will listen to you?" I said coldly and turned around casually. Only then did I realize that while he was talking to me, he had been drawing continuously. By standing there for so long, I basically gave him a perfect opportunity to draw.

"Anyway, it's good, now you can move however you want." He said, putting away the brush in his hand, with a proud look on his face, as if he was showing off his victory.

"Have you painted your face?" I asked coldly with great contempt.

"If you have the courage, you'll have to finish the painting next time. This one is already perfect." He turned the painting over to me with a wicked smile and said.

"Is this called painting?" He is indeed very good at painting, but I don't intend to give him a good look after being taken advantage of.

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"I'm a top student in our department, so don't doubt my vision!" he continued with a smile.

"How can your vision of only twenty years be so high?" I mocked coldly and arrogantly.

"It seems that I didn't draw your face, so you are unhappy! Girls are girls, and I thought you would be any different! My happiness was in vain." A trace of gloom flashed across his face , and then the extremely playful Gu Zuo said disdainfully.

"I'm so sorry to disappoint you!" Just now I saw with my own eyes the weakness of human beings. When others prick their wounds or weaknesses, they will unconsciously run away. So I no longer need to argue with him. I am a vampire, but sometimes I really wish that I was a human, and he is a human, but he has always admired the vampire group. In this regard, we are very similar, but the difference is that I can sincerely face Regarding his own ideas, even if I shouted to the sky, "Please turn me into a human!", it would not be possible, but he never dared to say, "Turn me into a vampire." Let’s do it!” Although there are people with this ability around him, even though it is not impossible to realize it.

But it is precisely because of this that human beings are human beings. If human beings really have no desires and desires, and the four elements are empty, and everything in their eyes is no longer everything, then wouldn’t this world be full of gods, Buddhas, and those who have nothing? With the existence of meaning, such a world will still make me nostalgic. Will such human beings still be what I want to become

Suddenly, I smiled faintly in my heart and felt endless happiness. Now I have them around me, no matter whether they are humans or ghosts, or how they get along, but they have given me a family. No matter how you look at it, it cannot be said to be a normal human family, but their care for me and their love for me There is absolutely no trace of falsehood in my love and care, so I didn’t leave last night.

Maybe Sinmo will never know. If I was still the lonely me a few years ago, I might really go with the guy named Sal. Even if he gave me a fake name, and what he said about liking me might just be On a whim, it was more likely that he was a person sent by the devil to kill me. I didn't care about this, because I was a person without a trace of happiness at that time. Such people are the same everywhere, and they will not become worse, but become better. It may get better, so such people prefer to explore the unknown. But now I have tasted the sweetness of happiness, just like an addicted alcoholic who can't extricate himself. Even if this is my fall as a vampire, even if there is a crueler punishment waiting for me in the future than before, I still keep going like this. I'm obsessed with it, but it's not that I don't care, it's that I no longer have the cold sense to care.

Who told them to be my endless happiness now

Volume 2 The Vampire Family [End] (To be continued)