What?! Our family is descended from an Evil God?!

The darkness and distortion hidden beneath the surface of civilized society, the eerie whispers that only rise in the dead of night!

The day the sea fog rolled in, the world turned into a lon...

Chapter 1072 The Guy Who Lost His Past

"What is that?" Feeling the quietening soul space, Vivian frowned.

Just now she actually felt as if her soul was invaded by something weird, but the pollution and content contained in those whispers were different from those weirdnesses. They were more chaotic and more powerful.

Nemesis still had some anger on his face, and seemed annoyed that those whispers were directed at Vivian, so he spoke bluntly:

"They are just some guys who have lost their past and survived until now."

"These guys occupy the starry sky, and their own scattered power intends to pollute any living being who tries to understand the real starry sky."

"Don't pay attention to it, and don't think about it. You are not suitable to be involved in these things right now."

Vivian nodded, knowing that her current strength was not enough to take on that knowledge.

"Okay! Let's not talk about this anymore. I called you out tonight so that you can accompany me to see the night view."

"Let's talk about these meaningless things after you become stronger!"

Nemesis skillfully changed the subject, pointed his finger at the silver moon in the night sky that had not changed for thousands of years, and said in an exaggerated tone:

"Look! The moon is so round tonight!"

Weiwei nodded and said in a very unromantic way:

"It's almost autumn now. During this period, the silver moon mostly appears in the form of a full moon."

Nemesis didn't care at all about Vivian's behavior of ruining the atmosphere. She looked up at the silver moon in the sky and sighed:

"I suddenly remembered a friend. Her power is related to Silver Moon. I wonder how she is doing now?"

"Are you still hiding like you did before?"

At this point, Nemesis laughed out loud, not knowing what he was thinking of.

Vivian didn't say anything. The other party jumped around so quickly that she didn't know what to say.

But it doesn't matter, Nemesis will take the initiative to speak:

"Vivian, look, those stars over there look like a pig!"

"Vivian, look, aren't the stars reflected on the sea over there beautiful?"

"Vivian, look..."

“Look…”

The lively and talkative mother kept talking to her taciturn and cold daughter, and the span between each topic was very wide. It seemed that she said whatever she thought of, without any logic at all.

But inexplicably, Vivian felt a sense of comfort and warmth in it.

This was a very strange feeling. As an orphan, Vivian had never felt it before, not even from her own teacher.

The next day, Eros, who had slept until he woke up naturally, slowly opened his eyes. After slightly adjusting to the light in front of him, he carefully withdrew his hand from Undine and gently got up from the bed.

He looked around the room. At this moment, he and Undine were the only ones left on the bed. Estelle, who was sleeping on the other side, had left at some point.

However, judging from the residual warmth on the mattress, she must have just gotten up not long ago.

After stretching, Eros did not choose to continue taking a nap, but instead prepared to get up to eliminate some excess water from his body.

This is the trouble with a young body: once you hold your urine, you just can’t fall asleep.

After adjusting his position, Eros yawned and walked to the door of the independent bathroom in the room with sleepy eyes.

Because he was worried about waking up Undine, Eros moved very gently, which resulted in him opening the bathroom door and seeing Estelle with her back to him, fastening the buckle on her back with her backhand.

After noticing the sound of the door opening, Estelle subconsciously looked back. When she saw that it was Eros, a gentle smile appeared on her face:

"woke up?"

"I didn't know my mother was changing clothes in the bathroom." After a while, Eros finally managed to come up with this explanation.

He really didn't know that at home he usually restrained his spiritual power and treated himself as an ordinary person.

After all, it was too tiring to remain vigilant at home. Barbara and Cynthia would definitely remind him if there was any danger.

Fortunately, my mother had already changed it, otherwise it would have been really embarrassing.

Estelle smiled: "If you knew you wouldn't open the door."

As she spoke, she placed the nightgown she had just changed into a clothes basket beside her and began to tidy up her clothes that were still untied in front of the full-length mirror.

After seeing Eros standing at the door without moving through the mirror, she turned around and asked in confusion:

"Don't you want to wash your face and brush your teeth?"

Eros said a little embarrassedly: "I want to go to the bathroom!"

Estelle was stunned and said with some amusement: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

After saying this, she picked up the small shawl that she had not put on yet and went to the bedroom outside to tidy it up, leaving the bathroom to Eros.

In the past, in the family or in Intiles, things like straightening the wrinkles on clothes were done by the maids.

But now there is no maid, so I have to do it myself.

Seeing that Estelle had left, Eros then walked into the bathroom, closed the door behind him, and went to the toilet to start dealing with the water accumulated in his body.

After urinating happily, Eros felt relaxed both physically and mentally.

He pressed the flush button happily, went to the dressing table, washed his hands, and then prepared to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Just at this moment, there was a knock on the bathroom door, and along with the knock came Estelle's gentle voice:

"Can I come in?"

There is no need to avoid others when brushing teeth and washing face, so Eros replied "OK" without even turning his head.

Just as he was brushing his teeth with a toothbrush, a figure walked up to him.

Eros looked back and saw Estelle, who was wearing a white halter dress with a white lace shawl on the outside, and exuded an air of fairy and ladylikeness.