Arecio didn't know that someone sent him a message. Ellie helped him set up the rejection of stranger messages, and he didn't want to socialize, but recently added wolf cubs and Lucy, and wolf cubs to raise them. Darph's friend.
By the way, there is also Zhu Heng, although he is suspicious, Arecio has no bad feelings towards this person.
"Alessi." Zhu Heng straightened up with a smile. He was showing a fallen angel's tongue coating just now. When he saw Arecio, he stopped his work first.
"Is today the last day? How is the new home going?"
"The occupancy is no longer a problem, and there are still some things that are being purchased, which will arrive today and tomorrow." Arecio sat down and took out his previous medical examination form, "Ali came over in the morning and broadcast live."
"I saw it." Zhu Heng smiled, and then his expression became slightly heavy. He touched the head of the young fallen angel who was sitting on the chair and peeping at Arecio.
"Hate never blooms... I think it's right."
Arecio looked up at him, he didn't know why Zhu Heng, who might have secretly joined the temple of this era, would say such a thing. Maybe it was because the temple's way of hiding emotions was too good, maybe because Zhu Heng's expression was too sincere at this time, and Arecio couldn't have the slightest idea of refuting it.
"Congratulations on the housewarming, let me give you something as a gift." Zhu Heng smiled, "I don't know much about other things, how about a first aid kit and some kitchen utensils?"
In this era, it seems that there is a custom of adding some items to a friend's new house. Arecio was stunned, thinking that he had never been in the kitchen, and just about to shake his head, he only heard Zhu Heng say.
"Why don't you ask your cohabitant? It's your shared house after all."
Ask neuropathy? Just as Arecio wanted to say something, Zhu Heng smiled and shook his head.
"Aresi, the only way to get along is to know how to ask each other's opinions. Why don't you just ask? Communication is so developed now."
At Zhu Heng's insistence, Arecio sent a message to the neuropathy.
[Alessio: I wish the doctor would send a medicine box and some kitchen utensils, do you want it?]
[Ruzius: Yes, the pot wants this brand.]
Then quickly posted a screenshot.
Arecio: ? ?
[Alessio: Don't say how big your designated brand is when others give gifts, you can't cook just by talking about it, why put kitchen utensils at home!]
The opposite side obviously didn't listen to the first half of his sentence at all, or he really didn't care about his face, and sent a few screenshots to formulate the brand of kitchen utensils in detail, which can be said to be very considerate to the gift giver, and finally replied slowly The second half of Arecio.
[Ruzius: Who said I couldn't cook?]
[Alessio: ! ! !]
[Ruzius: That's my course.]
Is the temple training hunters or brides... Arecio was full of desire to complain, he stared at the screen for a while, then slowly raised his head.
"I wish the doctor, what he said, there are still a few screenshots of the brand to send to you."
Zhu Heng couldn't help laughing, and said with a good temper that he would place an order today. A medical staff came and said that a juvenile siren was coughing and wheezing and needed him to come over. He patted the Fallen Angel's head again, and then took out two candies from his pocket, one for the Fallen Angel who obediently finished the examination, and one for Arecio.
"Here, go check it out."
The golden candy seems to be the symbol of the medical department. Arecio still had two left uneaten in his pocket, and now he couldn't help taking this one apart, with a sweet orange flavor in his mouth.
It was a particularly busy day, and Arecio checked and signed some supplementary contracts. In the evening, Ellie sent some of the previous support items to his room, including several flower baskets and banners. Arecio looked at the banner very familiarly. He picked it up and looked at it. The words "Long Live the Great Blood Race" were clear.
Ellie asked him if he could take a few pictures, there was something in the center that needed publicity, and Arecio agreed.
@ Blood Clan nurturer Aili: Looking forward to a new life. [picture]
The accompanying picture shows the vampire leaning in front of the window, and the multi-colored rose baskets are placed on the round table beside them. He looked down at the gold-red banner in his hands, his expression seemed calm and soft.
[Ah, the banner has been sent to Xixi!]
[I have a copy of the crowdfunding banner!]
The Dark Creature Conservation Center also quickly forwarded this dynamic, and the comment area is full of blessings for Arecio, and…
Jealousy of Ruzius, who is about to move in with the vampire cutie.
[It's sour, more sour than pickled cucumbers!]
[History book is so lucky, I also want to live with Xixi and put my arms around his waist every morning to say good morning... ]
["Snapped"! Wake up front!]
["Snapped"! Make up the symmetry!]
Ruzius, who was doing the dynamic, thought of the symmetrical dark blue on his face, and felt offended.
As soon as he opened the door, the vampire next door heard the movement and stuck his head out.
"Go to bed?"
"… Um."
"Wait for me." Arecio went in and took a blanket, then came out with the blanket, light brain wireless earphones, snacks and other odds and ends, and said to Ruzius, "Let's go."
Ruzius actually subconsciously thought about the phrase "get up every morning", and he immediately pressed the idea down.
"what are you going to do?"
"Observe the quality of your sleep." Arecio felt that he was worried. Fortunately, the neuropathy's eyes did not suffer much damage. He could rest with a few drops of eye drops, but he couldn't sleep for seven days. If not, knock the opponent out.
Of course, Ruzius was aware of his dangerous thoughts, but taking a deep breath and thinking about it, it might not be a bad idea.
Ruzius lay in the coffin again. The roses in the coffin have been spoiled several times, but they can still stubbornly cover the bottom. Because of the magical plants, they almost have a mattress-like texture when they are laid together. He closed his eyes and heard the sound of the blood clan nibbling on potato chips. He thought it would be more difficult for him to fall asleep, but as soon as he closed his eyes, his exhausted spirit immediately sank into the arms of the dream god.
There were some noises in the dream, someone was saying something to him, shadows of moving figures, everything was a dusky yellow, and black names with the same face flew everywhere. He grabbed one to look and saw that the name was "Alessio".
His name was caught by him, as if some switch had been triggered, the shaking of the figure accelerated, those murmurs turned into loud shouts and roars, everyone wanted to instill something in him, and countless hands reached out to him to drag him. go down.
Dim, noisy, suffocating...
"Nerve... Ruzius! Had a nightmare? Hey, isn't he asleep..."
Arecio's voice came in, and a thick drop of ink was suddenly dripped onto the dimly yellow sky in his dream, the ink expanded, and the scene in the dream changed into a clear moonlit night. The golden deer fell down, the sound of running water was gurgling, and the glow of the stars and moon floated above the sound of the water. He stood in the shallow water of knee-length, and the blood race on the shore opened his deep rose-colored eyes, as if he was staring at him in a fairyland where elves were floating. .
[Hello, my playmate.]
The vampires are careful in their words, and they are never frivolous.
He suddenly calmed down and was able to continue dreaming.
Arecio saw the saint in the coffin regain his calm expression, hesitated for a while, and finally did not continue to wake the other party. He was happily nibbling on potato chips and brushing the video, brushing the coffin with a "boom", so frightened that he almost dropped his brain. The probe saw that it was a neuropathy and had a nightmare, so he decided to wake the other party up, but it seems that he doesn't need it now.
He put the coffin board back together with some effort. Only now did he deeply regret why he had to remove the screw cap. In contrast, the screw cap was so convenient! Now he has to align the edge by himself, it is not easy to cover it back at all, and it is always easy to crook.
After tossing for a while, but not daring to make too much noise, Arecio got angry and simply let the coffin cover slant. He himself felt drowsiness and fell asleep directly on the coffin board.
His brain is still on.
[Eli: Areci, are you still awake? Mr. Andre wanted to send you some electronic equipment, but the message was rejected by you.]
[Eli: Ruthless Alessi 23333]
[Ellie retracts a message.]
[Ellie: It looks like she is asleep.]
No more information was sent, the light brain slowly extinguished, and the sleeping vampire seemed to have a dream of stars and moons.
Of course, it would be better without that neuropathy in the dream.
The early morning light was blocked by heavy curtains, but Rutius still woke up on time according to his biological clock. It's been a long time since I had such a sound sleep, and even he was nostalgic for a while before slowly opening his eyes.
The coffin board wasn't covered, so he heard the blood of the vampire. The sound of breathing was very close, he looked towards the bright place, and sure enough he saw the collar of the blood clan, as if he had fallen asleep directly on the coffin.
He felt very peaceful inside.
He touched the notebook that belonged to him, as if another page could be opened. With a little light, he flipped through the contents of the notebook, and it really was the memory he recalled in his dream, the moonlit night, the golden deer and the blood clan, and his eyes were fixed on the last sentence.
[For some reason, at that moment, I felt a lot of pain in my left eye.]
"… "
He lowered his eyes and decided to go out from the coffin. Given that the blood clan was still lying on the coffin, it was bound to be a bit difficult to go out. The screw cap was broken again, and Ruzius could only slowly lift the coffin board and move it slightly to the rear. He expected to wake up Arecio in the process.
However, Arecio slept very deeply, and he vaguely felt that his face was rubbing and pulling on the coffin board, but he still hadn't woken up. The pulling feeling became more and more obvious, and suddenly, something under his face tilted violently. He felt his head suddenly rise, then fell, and slammed heavily on some hard edge.
"Boom!"
Dead silent.
Alessio, who was stunned by the knock, raised his head with the red mark on his head, and there was still sleepiness in his eyes. The sound of the falling coffin board buzzed in his head, and he slowly looked at the saint who had already sat up in the coffin.
The saint's expression was calm.
"Can you pick up the coffin board for me? It fell over there."