Zach smiled and turned around, "Come here." He walked to the hammock in the backyard, sat next to the chair, and waved to Matthew, who was a little overwhelmed, "Sleep here."
Matthew sat on the hammock obediently, still not daring to look at Zach.
"Benjamin told you that the werewolf's power comes from the blood of the vampire, right." Zach smiled and made a gesture of lying down, "So you should know that for a vampire, the sensory amplification you have experienced in the past three days is It’s normal for vampires to come.”
Matthew lay down, and after feeling that Zach was helping him, he turned his head and looked at the vampire boss who was being harassed by the 'noise' all the time.
"Unfortunately, I have no way to shield you from these extra feelings." Zach smiled and tilted his head, "The only thing I can tell you is." Zach approached Matthew without warning. Pressed to the young wolf, "Take it."
The smell of the oncoming vampire made Matthew jump, but Zach's hand was already on his shoulder. The innocent Matthew didn't have any unnecessary thoughts, but instinctively turned his head away, struggling slightly in discomfort.
"Can you feel it?" Zach raised his eyebrows, ignoring the struggle of his men, "This smell makes you uncomfortable."
Zach's is himself.
Matthew's troubled head was not just the request of superiority. The power from Benjamin and Zach that he felt now were telling him one thing. The power of the person in front of him was not something he could resist.
"This is amplification." Zach waited for a while before letting go of Matthew from the sudden suppression, as if he was deliberately trying to make the young wolf remember this disgusting smell!
Matthew touched his painful shoulder and sat up with some caution. He frowned, wondering what Zach wanted to do.
Zach sat back in his chair and returned to his normal appearance, "I hope you understand."
Understand what? Matthew blinked, his shoulder was sore from being pressed for no reason, what could he understand!
Zach blinked and waved his hands helplessly, Matthew's understanding was really slow.
"Okay, do you understand what I mean by zooming in?" Zach said in a persuasive manner.
Matthew head.
"I'm still me." Zach looked into the eyes of the young wolf and gestured, "But everything you feel about me is amplified. Have you felt the sense of rejection brought about by blood, right? The feeling that is not obvious at ordinary times can be clearly distinguished at this time. The malice towards me."
Matthew's eyes evaded again. Although Zach was right, it didn't seem like a good thing to admit.
"Don't worry." Zach smiled, "I won't hate you because of this kind of thing. You know, Benjamin's feeling is a hundred times stronger than yours. But we are still friends."
Matthew pursed his lips, relaxed again, and glanced at Zach. The young wolf under the moonlight felt like he was being slaughtered for some reason. He hugged his shoulders, touched the cool skin, and used his fingers to drive away the mosquitoes that landed on his back.
Zach couldn't help curling his lips, "What you need to do is to be able to find your true feelings among these feelings that are amplified and start to become flashy. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Matthew blinked, "Real feelings?"
The young wolf finally found a clue.
"Yes." Zach said with satisfaction, "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you will feel that my presence is intolerable to you, and you may want to come up and have a fight at any time, or even kill me."
Matthew turned his head. The full moon cycle had just begun, and he could hear many sounds that he could not normally perceive. At this rate, it might really be like Zach's. Regarding 'bosses and employees', the hatred of vampires and werewolves seems a bit too childish if it actually works. The problems we have to face still need to be faced.
"I won't." Matthew himself didn't know whether this promise was sincere.
Zach waved his hand, "It doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is, after this cycle is over, when your feelings return to normal. Will you still feel those things the way you feel now?"
Matthew looked at Zach again, with a trace of anxiety on his face, "I don't hate you, Mr. Grande. In fact, I am very grateful to you for giving me..."
Zach stretched out his hand to stop Matthew's words, "This is my opinion." Zach pointed to Matthew's left chest, "Gratitude is real." Zach moved his fingers between the two of them again, "These are also true. You can feel it from the first moment we meet. You don't need to deny it."
Matthew pursed his lips.
"But, the judgment of the heart, Matthew." Zach looked at the young wolf's eyes eager to explain, "What you usually feel is the feeling that has been magnified in the past three days. Which one is your real one, Matthew? Feel."
Just like metal rock on the radio, if you don't like this noisy music very much, you will choose to ignore it when its volume is only 1; when it is 5, you will choose to change the channel; when it is 1o, You might crush the radio.
So, when people think of metal rock, which one is the real feeling? Ignore, avoid, fight to the death. Which one is the one that represents your personality.
Perhaps we ordinary people will never encounter such a problem, because we don't have a volume knob on our bodies, and the feelings that things give us will not increase or decrease overnight, but Matthew did.
"Me." Matthew looked at Zach, "I like Grand House. I am grateful for the life you and Benjamin gave me. I like it here. I don't want to hurt everyone here. This is my true feeling. .”
Zach smiled and nodded, motioning for Matthew to lie down again.
"Now, experience the world. What do you hear?"
Matthew's eyes that he had just closed opened them again in distress, and said a little aggrievedly, "Everything."
It’s noisier outside than indoors on a summer night!
Zach raised his eyebrows and smiled, "The sound of wind blowing leaves, the sound of insects chirping...are these sounds that can only appear at night, are they noisy and annoying sounds?"
Matthew thought for a moment, then shook his head as he lay in the hammock, "They are calming sounds."
"Yes, they are the sounds that help you sleep better, but they are louder than usual." Zach smiled, leaned towards Matthew, and lowered his voice, "When you are disturbed and irritated by the amplified senses , discern the true meaning of these things. Accept it, and you will find inner peace. Now, sleep."
Matthew nodded and closed his eyes again.
The vampire raised his body, and soon, the young wolf's breathing became gentle. Amidst the slight noises coming from the warehouse, Zach could imagine Benjamin shaking his head and laughing. He smiled and said 'you're welcome' to the air.
"Huh?" Matthew's vague voice came from the hammock.
"Sleep." Zach curled his lips and walked towards the Grand House.