Only aliens can feel the beauty of winter nights. Vertex 23S. Fastest update
Louise and Zach are in a wonderful location, on the roof of Mary's Church. Above is the clean night sky, below is the city life that continues to rely on lights. They were in the middle, undisturbed.
I have already told everyone that Zach came to Mary Church to find Louise because he was bored in Grande, so for an adult, what kind of night is not boring.
Therefore, we don’t have to avoid anything. Now at the top of Mary’s Church, under the gaze of the cross representing faith, the two vampires who completed a dripping and intense blood exchange are reminiscing about the beauty of life.
Stay quiet first and feel the atmosphere spreading in the air. It doesn’t matter even if you take a few breaths of personification~
Then, start smoking afterwards.
"Either you." Zach's fingers holding the cigarette appeared near Louise's mouth.
Louise took it with her lips and took a deep breath, "Yeah~~So this is how it feels~"
Humans can't understand what it feels like for a vampire to smoke, so I won't bother. (It has been explained before that damage to the body triggers the vampire's self-healing, allowing the vampire's senses to remain sensitive in low temperatures. Just refer to snake hibernation.)
The smoke rings slowly floated up, intercepted by the cross in the two people's field of vision, lingering and dissipating in the night sky.
Louise rolled over and pressed against Zach, "We should go down early~" But her legs wrapped around Zach expressed another meaning, "We might be seen~"
"Who~" Zach did the same, responding to words with words and body with body, "Devils? Haha, they are already sleeping~" There is no need to remind the fallen angel Jessica of her scheduled schedule.
"It's not~something else~" The body is so honest. If you want to go down early, don't start. Some things are impossible to interrupt once they start. "You don't know how many aliens are making excuses during this time. Come to Mary Church~" Eyes under the night sky, "just to~ look at me~"
Oh~ Zach was looking at Louise, and put the starry sky into his eyes, "Can they see what I saw~"
"Do you think you have seen everything about me~" The skin with the luster of stars is in contact with the air... No wonder Benjamin and Mokavi will find that the faith that blinds the sky is the truth~ It turns out that this is the most beautiful thing about living things and nature. interaction. The ones interacting now are Zach and Louise.
There was a change in posture that I cannot describe here for you. Intense, male dominated.
"Then~" Zach, "let me see all of you~"
You can book your next cigarette afterwards. We may have to turn our attention away for the time being and focus on other things. The reason is, as everyone knows, this story will continue, and I can’t commit suicide...
No. The roof, witnessed by the cross, was interrupted.
"Miss Louise? Louise, Louise!"
Logan's voice, a little small and urgent, came from the ground, and was deliberately lowered, "Where are you? That Daisy is looking for you!"
Everyone should be able to understand that at this moment, if the person calling was Zach, nothing would be interrupted, but if it was called Louise.
So, when Louise disappeared on the roof, Zach casually took a step on his waist, lit the scheduled cigarette in advance, leaned against the cross, and eavesdropped? Listen normally!
"What does she want?" Louise was a little cold.
"She didn't say, she's waiting for you in your room now, you'd better go. That woman makes her uncomfortable."
"Tsk." Louise left.
Zach blew smoke rings into the air, forget it, stood up on the roof, and looked down from the edge, "Logan, come up."
It took Logan two cigarettes to crawl up to Zach with difficulty.
"Daisy?" Zach didn't ask who this person was. Zach thought of this woman from the beginning. Do you remember that drug dealer whose boyfriend spontaneously combusted at home? Sharing a similar life with Louise and Susan, Louise accidentally walked into the sun and became a prostitute. Zach was asking why this person was here.
Logan didn't seem to have any discomfort with Zach's image at this time. He probably saw it a lot in places like prisons. "Volunteer." Logan answered, "Things like that happened on Sundays, and reporters always came to report. The attention here has also increased, and some of the actions taken by the demons to take care of these homeless people cannot be used, so some volunteers have been hired to share the work."
Zach doesn't have a good impression of Daisy. After all, Louise's former friends all seem to have one thing in common, and they all want to trap Grande into injustice. Susan is like this, Daisy is like this. Oh, remember when Daisy ran to Grande, her main purpose, besides teasing Benjamin, was to let Grande collect the body of her boyfriend who had been burned to charcoal.
"Daisy is not the volunteer type."
"Mother Teresa asked for it." Logan's answer.
Zach shook his head, another character that was difficult for Zach to understand. Although based on Louise's life experience, this person is similar to her mother, but now she is clearly a devil. I don't know what the meaning of continuing the life of 'Mother Teresa' is so persistently.
Not to mention that others have explained that evil is sin and cannot be redeemed. Even if you say this reason a thousand times, Zach, a vampire, cannot empathize with it.
But since it was mentioned that Mother Teresa found girls who had grown up in this correctional facility, then, "Did she only find Daisy, and what about Susan?"
Logan didn't know Susan, but this person was aware and knew that it was pointless to ask, "Only Daisy is here."
very good. At least this means that in the future, no more prostitutes pretending to be Louise's friends will appear in front of Zach. Good thing for Louise's vampire life, destined to last eternity. It's not tied down, that's the truth.
"Are there many alien races coming over during this period?" Zach continued to ask. Didn't Louise just mention that someone came to 'visit her'? Strictly speaking, it's Tuesday now. Zach came to Mary's Church on Sunday morning, so the question here is about these two days.
"Yeah." Logan nodded, not sure if he was having a trance for a moment and actually touched Zach's cigarette. It was all caught in his hands, and he realized in surprise, "Sorry. It's too cold here."
Zach expressed his understanding, pointed to the clothes he had thrown aside, and was not going to put on in time anyway, and handed over the lighter. Seeing Logan put on his coat, lit a cigarette, and continued to answer questions, "Part of it was Harrison from the shelter who asked for help..."
It's understandable, this guy's job is to take in homeless people, but he can't do anything about the shelter where Quinn and Smith actually control it.
"Part of it was brought by that, um, Newton's phantom man."
Zach was a little surprised, "Richie?"
"Yeah." There was a look of incomprehension on Logan's face. After all, he was still just a human. "Some of them are not even Barton aliens. They are aliens from Newton. They said they sensed the opportunity created by the lord. Come here." have a look."
'Opportunities made'? Zach thought about it, and Richie, the phantom lord of Newton, seemed to have mentioned how he controlled the city before the demons occupied Newton. He accepts the desires of human beings and leaves the actual actions to the alien races, building a bridge of harmonious coexistence between humans and alien races.
Logan didn't finish, "But those aliens from Newton, after seeing Miss Louise, they ran away one by one without doing anything." They really turned into making excuses just to see Louise. Logan shook his head, a little speechless, "I don't know what they came for. They came and left even faster, and it's useless."
Zach heard the complaints, didn't he? Logan had just explained why the Newton aliens came back, and he still said this, so he could only vent his emotions.
"Are you tired of helping here?"
Logan frowned, glanced at Zach, and then replied, "Yeah." He shook his head again, "It's not that the work was tiring, the nuns possessed by demons basically did all the most tiring work. Those of us who work in the name of volunteers are actually just chatting with the homeless people and comforting them." She curled her lips and said, "Of course Louise is tired. Most of the homeless people living here are sick. , injuries, or people who were about to die in the first place. There were not many people in good health. She almost saved these people several times in turn... "
"This is not the time to ask Louise." Zach interrupted Logan's already off-topic remarks, "Speak for yourself."
"Oh." Logan pursed his lips and was quiet for a while, "I don't understand. These people." It should mean homeless people. "They are free. They live in this world. They are not locked up or divided. In the real world. How did they make their lives like this? I, I don’t understand.”
Therefore, tiredness is born out of the inability to establish effective communication with the people with whom one must communicate and comfort.
Is Zach going to be reasonable, and four centuries of life wisdom starting to show
"You can't understand the life of a homeless person?" Zach asked.
"No." Logan shook his head. "Even in prison, I know that one day I will be able to get out and live free. I will say goodbye to my current situation and start a new life. I don't know what it will be like, but , that's a new life. Them?" Logan twitched his lips, "I can't see the end of their wandering life. This is their entire life. Survival depends entirely on luck. This winter has passed like this, and it will last until spring. , what about the next one, there will be no Louise, fallen angels, or aliens to help them. Their lives will be like this until they die."
"The same is true for vampires. Once you start, you can't get out of the situation." Zach shrugged, his shoulders completely, and his muscles pushed against the skin and hit the air. "And it also depends on luck. Not every 20-year valid identity. It will be a life that you are satisfied with. And it will not be like a prison, you will wait until you are free. Every identity of a vampire has a false background that you need to memorize. You will never be free, you will always be tied to A period of 20 years constitutes a cycle of false identities. No matter where you go with that identity, you have to bear the fabrication and create the fabrication."
Zach looked at Logan a little lost. He waved his hand and said, "Logan, with your current appearance, your name can probably be used for more than ten years. Then you have to think about how to let Logan die, the only and real you." Death. Find a place where no one knows the real Logan. Find a new identity and start the next part of your life. You can't quote your real life, because those clues will only let people in your new life find the one here. Dead Logan. You have to make up a fake self. Then more than ten years later, when you finally get used to this fake life and live out your own feelings, it’s time for you to create death again. Same, You have to throw away your identity this time and make up a new one. The same spring and winter will continue to cycle without ending, until you really die and turn into a puddle of dust."
If you say this, no one will understand.
So, Logan blinked, looked at Zach, and asked this question, "You, who are you..."
Four centuries, please do your math, how many 20 years have passed since the death of the first and only real Zachary, and now the man who appears before us as the protagonist of this story.
"Honestly, I don't remember." Zach continued to shrug, yes, his skin hit the air, "I even remember what kind of person Eli is, haha." This was self-deprecating, "So, even now, I When I think about my human life, what comes to mind is probably some ridiculous stuff." He smiled and looked at Logan, "Do you understand what I mean?"
It means that this is the life situation of a vampire. It is not much better than the wanderer who has made his life like this, maybe even worse.
Logan didn't respond.
A somewhat awkward silence lasted on the roof for a while, and then Logan spoke again, "What happened to Russell after he returned?"
"In general, Charlie is with me. If you want to go back to Grande, you can go back. It's all your decision. Make it while you still can."
"No, I'll stay here to help Miss Louise." Logan seemed to have decided something, his eyes changed a little, "I would rather block my luck in every cycle than put all my future on old Hank. where."
So, what this means is that after all, you despise human life as too short. Although you can be yourself, it's only one chance.
Zach did not continue to express his opinion and nodded, "You should also go and rest." Zach himself, of course, continued to wait for Louise to come back, and what was interrupted needed to be continued. On men’s obsession with certain things.
Wait a minute, it's dawn.
When Zach put on his clothes on the roof of Mary Church with an expressionless face and prepared to go back to Grande.
"Are you following me, Madison?" A strange voice said.
"Who are you? I don't know you!" Madison's voice was waving her arms at the door of Mary's Church early in the morning, waiting for Zach. "Wait! Wait! What are you doing!!" Madison's voice suddenly became panicked.
Zach took a few steps forward on the roof. Zach didn't sense anything special.
"It's you!!" Madison shouted, "You... you... how did you change..."
Zach was standing on the edge of the roof, going down. Seeing it, in front of the huge and fat body, Madison was like a skinny chicken, being held down with both hands, holding the wide and fat face, and forcibly compressing it.
The strange man was asking Madison to focus on his face.
At the same time, the unfamiliar fat man raised his head and met Zach's gaze from above.
No one had any reaction. The fat man slapped Madison. When Madison was flying diagonally into the air like being hit by a train, Zach moved. Well, he wanted to save Madison before he died, right? .
The unfamiliar fat man also moved. Zach caught Madison in the air and pierced his skin with his fingers to complete a series of operations that reflected the magic of vampire blood. When he landed, he turned around to see that the fat man had disappeared.