"Do you agree? Master Josh." Agri asked him again with a smile.
Su Jinzhi hesitated: "I..."
If Agree is allowed to stay, what will Reeves do
If Reeves was angry, maybe he would draw his sword and cut Agri and him together.
"Agree, what are you afraid of?" No. 1 encouraged him, "If Reeves dares not listen to you, you can whip him. He likes you to whip him the most, doesn't he?"
"you're right."
Su Jinzhi immediately made up his mind, and he said to Agri: "I agree, you can stay."
Hearing what Su Jinzhi said, the maid standing next to Agri widened her eyes and exchanged glances with the other maid, thinking how angry Mr. Reeves would be when he came back.
And the smile on Agri's face completely faded, he raised his right hand and pressed it on the heart of his left chest, lowered his head and said: "I will be the most loyal servant by your side, and your life will be above mine. "
No. 1's always rigid and flat electro-mechanical tone suddenly took some gloating, and it said: "You are finished."
Su Jinzhi: "???"
"What's over? Isn't what he said very good?" Su Jinzhi asked No. 1, he didn't understand what No. 1 meant by saying this, but No. 1 ignored him as if he had disappeared.
After Agri said those words, he followed the maid to change the costumes of the servants. The uniforms of the personal servants are different from those of other ordinary servants. They are more gorgeous, and they did not prepare them in advance.
Su Jinzhi sat in the living room where he was left alone, and took a sip of the blood Agri left before he left—he thought, since Agri looked exactly like "Feng", maybe the blood would also be the blood he kept What I'm looking for is a strong brandy that can choke people to tears.
But the strange thing is that Agri's blood is the same as his own and Reeves's - like a glass of plain boiled water, without any taste.
As soon as he put down the crystal wine glass, Reeves opened the door and came in. He still had a warm smile on his face, but Su Jinzhi looked at him with inexplicably weak legs.
"My dear Master Josh, I'm back." Reeves looked at him, the corners of his lips slanting as usual.
"Cough...you're back." Su Jinzhi met his gaze and took a deep breath, "Has the matter with the Sorcerer Stone Mine been resolved?"
"Report Master Josh, everything has been resolved."
"I have something to tell you..."
"Is it about the slave Agri?" Reeves took his words softly, "I've heard about it on the way."
Su Jinzhi asked him: "You already know?" How did the news spread so fast
"Yes." Reeves walked to his legs and knelt down, took his left hand and kissed his fingertips, his deep gray eyes were full of him, "Lord Josh has a new personal servant, I'm going to be leaving soon, and I'm kind of sad."
Su Jinzhi was itchy from being pecked by him, but he didn't dare to withdraw his hand.
"But I'm still your most special existence, Mr. Josh, right?" Reeves suddenly clenched his wrist tightly, without a smile on his face, and the tenderness in his eyes suddenly turned into a savage.
Su Jinzhi looked at him and his heart skipped a beat, and he pulled his hand subconsciously, but Reeves held his wrist so hard that Su Jinzhi couldn't pull out his hand at all, so he could only continue to lie: "Yes..."
He might stab me.
Su Jinzhi thought desperately.
But after hearing his words, Reeves neither suddenly went berserk nor drew his sword to stab people. Instead, he lowered his eyelids, the corners of his eyes were red, and the gray eyes and pupils were rippling with soft water, and his face was full of tears. It's a grievance: "But Lord Josh chose him."
"Why?" He murmured softly, "Obviously I am the one who has been with Lord Josh the longest. That Agri is so ugly, why did the Lord choose him?"
Su Jinzhi thought for a while and decided to tell the truth: "Because his face is exactly the same as 'Feng'."
The hall fell into silence for a moment.
The wind and snow outside Black Swan Castle were still whistling, and the shards of ice wrapped around it made a tinkling sound on the rose window. The warm fireplace and the quietly spreading silence in the house squeezed the air even more suffocating.
"So—" Reeves broke the silence, he lowered his head even lower, Su Jinzhi couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly, "Does he look exactly the same as Lord Josh's 'Feng'?"
"… Yes."
"So, even if his blood is not the taste that adults have been looking for, you have to keep him."
Su Jinzhi said, "That's right."
"Then let me serve Master Josh one more night, as a farewell." Reeves raised his head and stared at him carefully, "Please don't reject me, my dear master."
"...Okay." By accident, Su Jinzhi agreed to his request.
But after agreeing, he felt a little regretful, and immediately went to call No. 1 again: "No. 1, are you there? Will he stab me tonight? I'm so scared now."
No. 1 suddenly appeared, cherishing words like gold and saying: "It's hard to say."
Su Jinzhi cried and said, "Reeves' thoughts are too difficult to guess, even harder than Qin Yezhou."
Number one said: "This is fate, you accept your fate."
So Su Jinzhi resigned to his fate and went to take a rose petal bath served by Reeves. During the bath, Reeves also dripped a few drops of unknown essential oil into the bath, saying it was for him to relax. Su Jinzhi was soaking in the bathtub, and his heart that had been beating up and down had stabilized a lot. He asked No. 1: "Reeves is still very gentle to me, he probably won't stab me tonight."
No. 1 continued to cherish words like gold: "It's hard to say."
Su Jinzhi asked, "Why?"
No. 1 answered him: "Because of fate."
Su Jinzhi: "..."
"Enough, stop talking." Su Jinzhi splashed a handful of water on his face in pain, washed his head with shampoo, and finally got out of the bath after washing his whole body fragrant.
Reeves came over with a nightgown and towel in his hands, dried him off, put on his bathrobe, and stood behind him to dry his hair. However, after wiping, Reeves suddenly bent down and sniffed close to his ear, and sighed, "Master Josh smells so good..."
Hearing his words, Su Jinzhi stopped straightening his nightgown, and glanced at him suspiciously—why are these words so gay? I heard that those people in the temple are against homosexuality. Reeves used to be a member of the temple, so he should be a straight man too.
But Reeves quickly straightened his back and brushed his hair with a serious face and a smile.
Seeing how upright he is, Su Jinzhi felt that he might be thinking too much. He can be gay, but he can't see everyone as gay. What he should worry about now is whether Reeves will stab him tonight. .
Su Jinzhi walked back to the bedroom anxiously, and Reeves walked beside him holding a candlestick to illuminate him. He was very well-behaved and quiet as a chicken along the way. Su Jinzhi observed him for a long time, and after confirming that there was no place on his body where a holy sword might be hidden, he finally felt relieved, and lay down in the bed that had been warmed by the maid with a hot iron with a relaxed face.
"You can go, Reeves." Su Jinzhi said to Reeves standing beside his bed.
Reeves bowed to him: "May you have a good dream, Lord Josh."
Su Jinzhi closed his eyes and said "hmm", and then he heard the sound of the door being locked, and the candle was extinguished.
After lying down for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
If Reeves really went out, the door should have been closed before the candle was gone. Why did the candle go out after the door was closed
Su Jinzhi opened his eyes suddenly, the curtains in the bedroom were not drawn, the silver light of the moonlight fell on the carpet through the transparent glass window, Reeves stood in the shadow, but his gray eyes were frighteningly bright, as if they were glowing , Staring at him firmly.
In an instant, goosebumps all over Su Jinzhi's body exploded. He wrapped the quilt tightly around his body and shouted in a trembling voice: "Reeves... why haven't you left yet?"
"Lord Josh, Reeves is gone." Reeves threw down the candlestick in his hand, took a step forward, and stepped into a place with moonlight. The moonlight shone on his face. Only then did Su Jinzhi find him His eyes were really glowing faintly.
The candlestick fell to the ground, and there was only a dull sound when it passed the cushion of the felt blanket, but Su Jinzhi was so frightened that he almost jumped up. You can't blame him for being so cowardly, he was afraid of ghosts, not to mention that Reeves really looked like a ghost now, with blue eyes and a sinister smile on his face, as if he was about to pounce on him in the next moment It's as scary as eating him.
"...but you are still here..." Su Jinzhi continued to wrap the quilt tighter, tears were about to come out.
"Oh." Reeves laughed knowingly, then raised his hand and pressed it on his chin, tore off the human skin on his face and threw it away, and walked a few steps towards him, "But I'm not Reeves Si."
Su Jinzhi stared at his face dumbfounded, unable to react for a while.
Reeves got closer and closer, and finally sat on the edge of his bed, raised his hand and pinched his chin against his lips and whispered softly: "Master Josh, I am your 'wind'..."
Su Jinzhi patted his hand away and moved back some distance, looking at him in horror.
Reeves looked at the strangeness in his eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared completely.
It turned out that his face was exactly the same as that of 'Feng'. Before, he had always felt inferior because of this face, and even used the charm of the vampire every time the young man looked at him. If he knew the result would be like this, why should he keep hiding in the dark and guarding him
This little white-eyed wolf didn't remember him at all, and fell in love with someone else.
"What are you running for?" Reeves grabbed Su Jinzhi's ankle, dragged him back with a tug, and easily suppressed all his struggles.
"Lord Josh is so beautiful..." Reeves bent down, licked from the boy's delicate collarbone to his neck, took a piece of tender meat between his neck and sucked gently, the femoral artery buried under the snow skin was beating gently , time and time again burst out the vitality of life. Reeves put his lips on it, feeling the strength of every beating, restraining his instinct not to bite down hard.
Su Jinzhi's heart trembled, and he coaxed him subconsciously: "You are also very beautiful..."
Unexpectedly, Reeves sneered when he heard his words, suddenly raised his head, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Then can you kiss me?"
If Su Jinzhi hadn't liked Song Mingxuan, he might have kissed him immediately, but at this moment, he looked at his face and those eyes, his body seemed to be frozen and he couldn't move at all.
Seeing that he was silent, Reeves looked even colder. The faint red light in his pupils made him look like a demon in the moonlight and darkness. He pinched Su Jinzhi's chin, forcing him to raise his head and lean down to bite down, tasting Looking at the rose-like fresh lips that he had coveted for a long time.
"My dear little Josh, you lied to me again." Reeves let out a sigh from his throat against the boy's lips. The warm blood gurgled out from the wound, without the rust-like salty taste of ordinary blood. The boy's blood was just like the taste in his memory, as bland and tasteless as water, but he couldn't stop it.
Su Jinzhi let out a "woo", physical tears soon flowed down the corners of his eyes, and fell into the temples beside his ears.
Hearing his cry of pain, Reeves sucked heavily on the ruptured wound again. Su Jinzhi twitched his body violently in pain. Reeves stopped all his movements again and looked at him tenderly and lovingly: "Does it hurt?"
Su Jinzhi felt that his mouth was about to rot, and he was a little dazed. He opened his lips and wanted to speak, but Reeves suddenly asked him, "You don't remember me, do you?"
who the hell are you
Su Jinzhi also wanted to know who Reeves was, and why he loved drinking his blood like a vampire.
Reeves raised his hand to brush the hair on his forehead, and kissed him lightly on the forehead, in a low voice: "I'm so sad."
This familiar action made Su Jinzhi's heart tremble suddenly, and suddenly an extremely absurd thought flashed through his mind. He wanted to grab its tail that was flying away, but the thin thread slipped away from his hand.
"I'd rather you keep hitting me." Reeves held his hand, put it on his lips and kissed his fingertips gently, "I don't want you to forget me."
Su Jinzhi trembled even more. He withdrew his hand and stared at Reeves without blinking, his chest heaving rapidly. Reeves thought he was too angry to speak.
That's right, how could the noble and arrogant Earl endure being treated like this by such an ugly slave
"What do I have to do so that you will remember me again?" Reeves said as he tore off the gauze curtain and tied Su Jinzhi's hands to the bedposts.
Su Jinzhi struggled, only to find that Reeves was tied very skillfully, which would neither hurt him nor make him unable to break free. After Reeves tied him up, he immediately leaned over and pressed him. Su Jinzhi had no hands, so he could only lift his feet to kick him.
But Su Jinzhi soon discovered that what he did was simply committing suicide.
Because he was wearing a nightgown.
The exquisite and gorgeous aristocratic silk-satin nightgown is very empty and spacious, but the inside is still naked and nothing is worn.
Reeves chuckled lightly, raised his hand to grab his ankle, and kissed him on his lips: "Is Master Josh so impatient?"
Su Jinzhi took a few deep breaths, stopped thinking about other things, and said to Reeves with a cold face: "Go away, Reeves."
"Why?" Reeves tilted his head, his face full of innocence, "Haven't you been looking for me? My dear Josh."
"Don't worry, I've always been your most loyal servant." Reeves said, lowering his eyes to look at the boy's slender ankle, licking all the way to the heel of his leg. He felt the boy's tight body under the tip of his tongue. In addition to the smile, there is also a strong banter, "It will definitely make you comfortable."
Su Jinzhi's body trembled, his expression was a little dazed, the young man's body was always sensitive and passionate, he couldn't control himself at all, he just wanted to indulge in the happiness of his mouth.
But he clearly knew that the person pressing on him now was not Song Mingxuan, but a person who had his face but was not him.
He keeps saying that he likes him, but now he can lie under another person.
Maybe his love is very cheap, as long as there is someone who can pursue him so enthusiastically, he can put aside everything in the past and fall into the wave of lust with this person.
"Are you comfortable?" Reeves looked into the boy's eyes.
Those precious and beautiful eyes like sapphires that he loves so much are now filled with tears and filled with sadness. The moonlight shines on them, and they are gently rippling and crushed, sliding down his cheeks, Reeves looked Looking at him, all the movements that suddenly stopped were also silent and helpless.
Reeves remembered that there was a kind of sapphire on the mainland. After being polished into a curved shape, six stars would appear on the top of the gem, which were as bright as stars. And the boy's eyeballs are just like this kind of sapphire, deep and bright, but now he smashed this precious gem that he loves with his own hands.
Holding the boy's head in his hands, he frowned and asked anxiously and suspiciously, "Did I cause you pain?"
The boy closed his eyes and remained silent.
Reeves looked at him, the softness in his eyes was gradually replaced by coldness, he leaned over to torture the boy, and he tortured himself as well.
"Are you in pain?" He repeatedly asked the young man this question, as if he had to get an answer before giving up. "But I am also in pain..."
Hearing his words, Su Jinzhi finally couldn't help crying, feeling aggrieved and sad, thinking that I will only be in pain if you hurt a few times.
Reeves' voice was hoarse and full of lust, seducing him like a little hook: "My dear Josh, you can hug me, and I will make you happier."
Song Mingxuan also spoke in the same tone when he seduced him. Su Jinzhi heard his voice that had become almost the same as Song Mingxuan's, half of his heart was resignation, half was helpless, and mixed with some despicable thoughts-Song Mingxuan was dead, and the same as the previous one. All of him in the world is dead.
But he is in a new world now, he can treat Reeves as Song Mingxuan, so that he won't have to suffer so much, no one will know.
It's like restarting a relationship after a broken relationship, isn't it
Su Jinzhi closed his eyes and put his arms around the man's neck.
"I love you, I love you." Reeves repeated these words while kissing him lovingly.
"My dear little Josh..."
Su Jinzhi half-closed his eyes and watched the man sigh and kiss him tenderly, those deep gray eyes showed infinite tenderness. He raised his head to bear the man's kiss, and the saliva that he didn't have time to swallow flowed down the corners of their glued lips. He let go of his hands holding the bed sheet, hugged the man's broad back, and gradually sank into the darkness.
That night, Su Jinzhi had a dream about Earl Josh Hillier's childhood.
Poor Josh Hillier as a kid.
In order to ensure the so-called pure blood, the nobles usually marry close relatives, and the children born to close relatives are considered lucky if they are not deformed, let alone other strange diseases. This is how the porphyria of the Hillier family appeared. of.
This is a genetic disease.
The Hillier family has lived in the Leeds Mountains far away from the warmth and sunshine for generations. Although they have countless wealth and magic stone mines, they will never be able to live in the sunshine openly.
Josh Hillier was not his father's legitimate son, his mother was just a maid named Bertie. She had pretty blond hair and sapphire eyes, so old Josh fell in love with her. Josh Hillier inherited her mother's beautiful and delicate appearance and dazzling blond hair, shining like the sun in the Black Swan Castle that has never been illuminated by golden sunlight, but he also inherited the old Josh's , the most terrifying bloodthirsty instinct of the Hillier family.
Poor Bod couldn't understand why she kept enough food and had enough milk and her baby was always sick. Until one day, the rare sun shone into Black Swan Castle, and the people in the castle avoided it in horror, but Bod took Josh Hillier to bask in the sun.
Looking at the warm golden light, Bod felt her heart brighten.
But at night, Josh Hillier developed a high fever. His white and tender skin seemed to have been scorched by fire, and crystal red blisters appeared, which burst and rotted.
From that day on, Bod realized how ridiculous it was that she wanted to take her children out of the Leeds Mountains and start a new life in the bustling imperial capital.
Little Josh Hillier was living on Bod's blood, a small cup a day, nonstop.
He frowned and asked her suspiciously: "Mom, can I not drink it?"
Bod stroked his hair fondly and asked, "No, why doesn't Josh want to drink?"
Everyone in the Hillier family liked red blood, and even old Josh just scratched her finger to taste her when he saw her for the first time.
At that time, old Josh said that her blood was sweet, as sweet and moving as golden honey.
"Because it's bitter." Josh Hillier pursed his lips, resisting very much, "It's bitter, mom, I don't like it."
Has it become bitter
Bod was thinking blankly, but she still handed the cup to Josh Hillier's mouth: "If you don't like it, drink it, Josh will be healthy if he drinks it."