"Blake, do you remember me?" Zach smiled and stretched out his hand, "Zachary Grande, we met on Saturday." Because in the library, Zach's voice was very low.
The young man covered in a hood, whose face was obviously sunny and handsome, was now hidden in the shadow of the brim of the hat. He smiled and put down the pen in "Gluttony after Broken Love". He was obviously left-handed. He stretched out his right hand, which was the 'grow' left by Laura. After shaking it with Zach, he whispered, "Blake, thank you sir for last time."
"No sir, just call me Zach." Zach blinked, "You don't want Laura to look too rude."
The neat, white teeth exposed under Blake's smile will not make people envious and jealous like Daniel once did, but will only make people feel comfortable.
Zach looked at the young man's exposed hand and said apologetically, "Maybe I shouldn't have made that move at the time."
Blake shook his head quickly, the drawstring protruding from the brim of his hood swinging on his chest, "No, I'm grateful... Zach."
Zach seemed to suddenly remember something, and patted Mike, who had already started to read the Hugo collection, "Blake Stone, Mike. Mike is a pastor." Zach introduced the two of them, then turned to Mike and pointed Looking at the writing on Blake's body, the title also changed, "Does the pastor know what these are?"
Since the formal introduction had been made, Mike also behaved as a pastor should, and after doing the standard cross salute, he looked at Blake seriously. Mike shook his head. These unrelated short sentences in different handwriting seemed to be just some trivial 'psychological fears'.
"It's 'real hell' for people on the streets," Zach explains with a laugh.
Mike thought for a while and nodded, "Young man. You are very brave."
Blake gave a shy greeting after the pastor said this. He lowered his head and returned to the book again. Zach raised an eyebrow at Crowley's choice of priest and priest. There is still a difference.
"Why are you here?" Zach failed to provoke the demon to argue, so he gave up and returned to Blake, "I heard from Laura that you are grounded."
Because it was already clear that he was friends with Laura, Zach asked in a tone of communication between peers. Of course, Zach didn't care much about things like seniority.
Blake was a little embarrassed, "I went to court earlier. Then I sneaked out and wanted to check some information."
"Sorry." Zach pursed his lips. He was a little surprised that the Stone family actually let Blake take this case. If it is based on 'public misconduct', it contains too many things. For example, the notorious 'public indecency' may cause lifelong stains. "I hope the punishment will not be severe."
"Nothing." Blake seemed cheerful. He smiled and said, "It's just a week of community service. I used to clean up the garbage on the roadside of the Charles River when I was in high school."
The vampire's affection for the young man skyrocketed. Smiling and asking, "What are you looking for?"
"Yeah." Blake's face hidden under his hood showed struggle for the first time. As if instinctively, he wanted to cover his notebook and the book open in front of him. "No, it's nothing."
Zach dropped his smile. Seeing Blake looking a little uncomfortable, he thought for a moment. Smiling, he stretched out his hand and began to roll up his sleeves, "Laura is a precious friend of our Grande House. You must have heard her talk about Alice. As Alice's brother, I am very grateful to Laura A positive influence on Alice.”
Zach seemed to be talking about something else.
"You are Laura's friend, and I admire you very much." Zach looked at Blake and put his pale arms in front of him, "So if I can give you even a hint of security, I will be happy and honored. ." Zach picked up the pen in front of Blake, handed it to him, and said with a smile, "You know what to do."
Blake looked at Zach's face with a somewhat uncertain look, as if he was trying to determine whether the other party was really proposing this matter.
Zach's hand holding the pen stopped in mid-air. He was not in a hurry and waited.
Laura put back the book that she didn't want Zach to see, and came back to sit down. She looked at the scene in front of her in confusion. Laura is a very smart girl. She understood after thinking for a while. She pursed her lips and did not speak, but the look she looked at Blake seemed to be encouraging.
Zach tried to lighten the silence, "This is a pen, it can be washed off easily, don't worry."
Blake looked at Laura, and they didn't know what they were communicating with their eyes. Finally, Blake got the answer in the affirmative. He nodded, took the pen from Zach's hand, glanced at Zach one last time, seemed to take a deep breath, and wrote a sentence.
Zach took back his hand and looked at this sentence with a calm smile on his face.
This sentence is related to Blake's family, or everyone he has to face around him, to the most praised emotion of mankind, and to gender.
Among the countless sentences that could be whitewashed, Blake used the most straightforward language. Zach was very grateful that the other party had such trust in a person he had only met twice.
"This is a beautiful relationship, and it shouldn't be called 'hell'." Zach smiled and looked at Blake, whose chest was rising and falling, which relieved Blake's tension a little.
Zach thought, the origin of 'real hell' was already very clear. This sentence is not only related to religious beliefs, but also can cause changes in the course of life, which is very suitable for such a theme.
Zach did not ask Mike, who had dual identities as a priest and a demon, for judgment because he was not sure what kind of answer he would get. Hell, in people's hearts, is not a good place to belong after all.
Zach put down his sleeves, looked at Blake who was still nervous with a smile, and pointed at the books and notes in front of Blake, "Are you studying historical events?"
Blake took a deep breath to adjust his emotions and nodded, "I want to find the reason why people are so repulsive to 'it'. I don't want to..."
There are so many 'don't want's that Blake can't find one out of countless possible sentences to put here, because every one of them is 'real hell'.
Zach patted Blake on the shoulder, "You should come to Grand House. Did Laura tell you about Hank? That's our elder." Zach smiled, pointing his fingers on a pile of open books. Draw a circle, "He won't tell you the reason, but he can tell you the reality created after the reason, his own real life, and you can talk to him."
Laura opened her eyes wide and nodded fiercely, encouraging Blake, "Yeah, yeah!"
Blake frowned under the brim of his hat, but he couldn't hide the anticipation in his eyes, "Is that okay? Won't it bring him trouble?"
Zach raised an eyebrow and thought for a moment, "You might be the only guest he welcomes."
Don't forget old Hank's catchphrase, 'Another pretty woman, huh. 'Blake is not a pretty woman, but a brave young man. (..)