Chapter 37 Blood Clan Ancient Text (Bloodstains) 13 Escape
The door was slammed shut, which showed how angry he was.
After the door was completely closed, Ryan fell back as if relieved and fell on the sofa. He raised his hand and smoothed all the sweat-soaked hair on his forehead to the back, revealing his deep eyebrows.
He muttered to himself under his breath.
“It’s actually quite pretty, isn’t it?”
Even if it is decorated with gorgeous jewelry like a cake, it is still very cute, and the tender and fair skin is translucent with a light pink, so beautiful.
The pair of dark pupils were completely covered by the bloody red color, and the sharp teeth between the lips were faintly visible.
The veins on his forehead bulged from enduring too much, and his pale skin turned a sickly red.
Ryan groaned in pain from his throat.
He tried his best to suppress his thirst for blood.
Ryan was unwilling to accept that he was essentially a beast that needed blood to survive. He hated it both in his previous life and in this life.
After the pure-blooded heart from his mother was awakened in his body, he never ate anything and had been relying on the nectar of the roses in the rose garden to barely survive.
No, the only time was when he scared Xifu in the music classroom, but it was only that time. Just a few drops of blood, not to mention satisfying the appetite, can be said to be counterproductive.
Ryan moaned in pain, his other hand clenched tightly on the sofa, even his knuckles turned pale.
Finally unable to bear it any longer, he opened his scarlet eyes and bit his palm hard. Bright red blood flowed down his pale palm and dripped onto the carpet, one drop after another.
In fact, it had no effect. Ryan just wanted to use the pain in his palms to prevent himself from being consumed by his appetite.
His dark red eyes were filled with hatred and disgust towards himself.
He felt that he was disgusting, extremely disgusting, and a monster.
Just as the priest said, vampires are despised by God, cursed, and worthy of only surviving in darkness.
His existence is original sin.
But the girl who had already left the lounge had no idea what was going on inside.
Song Qingqing, wearing a gorgeous dress, had already walked into the garden next to the auditorium. She sat depressedly on the edge of the fountain.
After the night breeze blew towards her, she calmed down a lot, but tears were still welling up in her eyes.
Song Qingqing bit her lip and rubbed the hem of her skirt with her fingers.
I couldn't help but think over and over again about what Ryan said and the slightly sarcastic smile on his face. The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt.
Tears were already threatening to fall, her vision was blurry, and she lowered her head.
At this moment, a voice as gentle as the evening breeze sounded above her head, revealing genuine concern.
"Miss?"
The girl raised her head in fright and looked at the person who came. Her moist eyes were like amethysts soaked in spring water, sparkling with tiny moonlight.
Song Qingqing blinked blankly, tears rolling down her eyes, and her blurred vision gradually became clear.
It's Percy.
The silver-haired and red-eyed butler slowly squatted down in front of the aggrieved and tearful girl. His silver hair was bathed in the moonlight, and his calm and clean red eyes were looking at her gently.
Percy pulled a handkerchief from the pocket of his uniform jacket. The handkerchief had a lovely lace trim, which didn't look like a man's handkerchief.
But Song Qingqing didn't realize that this handkerchief was the one she had given to Percy before.
Percy raised his hand and gently and carefully wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of the girl's eyes with a handkerchief.
After wiping his tears and putting away his handkerchief, he stood up, bent down, and asked gently but with aristocratic dignity, "Has anyone offended you? I don't think the Geshier family has fallen to this point."
When people are sad, they cannot be gently comforted by others, because tears of grievance will well up uncontrollably.
Besides, she was trying to win Percy's favor.
Without hesitation, Song Qingqing threw herself into Percy's arms, tightly hugging his strong waist with both hands.
Percy was stunned for a moment, and after hesitating for a moment, he subconsciously raised his hands and gently hugged the thin and fragile girl. Her shoulders were still trembling slightly, like a frightened little animal hiding in someone else's arms, which was very pitiful.
After hugging for a long time, her emotions finally calmed down. The girl with red eyes buried her head in his arms and raised her head, like a fragile rose in a greenhouse.
She looked at herself and asked him softly, "Percy, am I not attractive or good-looking enough dressed like this?"
Percy froze for a moment, the girl's face reflected in his red eyes. Her delicate features and face, the beautiful red dress that outlined her slender curves, but her wet eyes were still filled with tears, leaving him feeling deeply broken.
Moreover, those eyes only reflected his figure, and were full of deep affection, almost giving people the illusion that the girl could only see him.
Seeing that Percy did not answer her immediately, Song Qingqing broke away from his arms and sat back on the cold marble at the edge of the fountain, then lowered her head and stopped talking.
Sulking, probably because some rude person said something stupid or offensive.
After coming back to his senses, Percy chuckled softly, still gentle, but with a hint of imperceptible danger that even he himself was unaware of.
A slender hand wearing a white silk glove appeared in front of the girl who lowered her head.
Song Qingqing looked up at him.
The usually gentle and aloof vampire butler bent down politely and extended his hand to invite her.
"Excuse me, beautiful Miss Sif, may I have the honor of dancing with you?"
It was so serious that it seemed a little funny.
Song Qingqing and Percy looked at each other for a long time, and finally burst into laughter. Percy also smiled with his eyes curved.
That was the first time Song Qingqing saw such an expression on Percy's handsome and gentle face.
Another time, he looked out of control, which was seen in the flower garden in the manor.
Song Qingqing placed her hand confidently in Percy's slender hand.
With a slight push, Percy brought the girl into his arms, his other hand firmly holding her slender waist.
There was no classical and melodious music in the garden, only the sound of water in the fountain pool as accompaniment. The cold and white moonlight sprinkled down, dyeing everything into an icy silver-white color.
Percy is undoubtedly an extremely suitable and considerate dance partner, not as bad as Ryan, nor as aggressive as Kalan and Anx.
He was like an older teacher, guiding the girl patiently and gently, even matching her rhythm. There was no sign of panic in their dance steps.
The heels tapping on the ground made a crisp and pleasant sound, full of rhythm and melody, and occasionally interspersed with the girl's clear laughter.
The burgundy skirt with gold edges blooms into a beautiful and warm arc, just like a red rose blooming in the scorching sun of midsummer, bright and charming.
"The young lady dances very well."
The girl, who had regained her usual agility and vitality, seemed to have discovered some shocking secret. She smiled and pointed out the other person's mistake: "Percy! You just took a wrong step! I caught you!"
Percy's face showed a helpless smile after being discovered. The tenderness in his red eyes as he looked down at the girl was about to overflow. Even he himself did not realize this subtle change.
Of course, he made that wrong move on purpose, but it was enough to show that the effect was very good, because the girl's face was once again covered with a lovely smile.
The young lady who usually likes to make fun of him is much cuter than the pitiful, tearful broken doll.
At least in front of him, she didn't need to hide her emotions, nor did she need to hide her fear of the two brothers Karan and Anks.
After Brad's dance party, Song Qingqing knew that she would soon reach the escape plot point. This plot point was not described in detail in the outline, but was summarized in a very concise sentence: "The little pets that the two brothers Karan and Anks raised at the beginning escaped many times, but failed without exception."
So Song Qingqing didn't know how many times she escaped in the plot. Anyway, the ending was that she failed to escape and died.
The result was just as she expected. After returning to the Gexier family's manor after the ball, Song Qingqing was punished. She was locked up in the manor and no longer had to go to Anbis College to attend those arts classes.
This punishment was not painful at all, and even surprised Song Qingqing a little. She had been prepared to be locked up in the tower by Karan and Anx.
Song Qingqing still comforted herself optimistically, saying that it was just like being a princess in a tower in a fairy tale, and there was nothing to be afraid of.
only......
Song Qingqing, who was sitting bored in the studio, pulled up a strand of her hair and looked at it.
Her hair had not been trimmed for a long time and was now very long. Karan liked to slowly comb her long hair with his fingers, just like the intimacy between lovers.
Then the elegant vampire would lower his head tenderly and affectionately, a bit hypocritically, and pierce the skin on the side of her neck with his fangs. Occasionally, when he was distracted, Song Qingqing would bite her lip and try her best to accommodate and eat the other person. Although it was a bit difficult, it could easily draw Karan's sharp attention back from the scattered painting drafts on the desk. This trick can be said to be tried and tested.
She didn't want her plan to be discovered in advance. Putting those drawing drafts together, with Karan's intelligence and sharp intuition like a cold-blooded animal, she could easily tell at a glance that this was her escape route map.
As for Anx, he is much more difficult to deal with than Karan's restraint.
But after trying many times, Song Qingqing found that as long as she took the initiative to tease him, the usually bad and unruly Anx would become panic-stricken and at a loss. Of course, in a sense, the situation would easily get out of control.
For example, she hadn't rested the entire day yesterday. With a wicked smile on his face, Ankers carried her to the study, which was only a wall away from Karan's room. He was well aware of the synaesthesia between twins, which allowed Karan to clearly feel his pleasure, but he just wanted Karan to hear the broken and pleasant sound. She fell into a drowsy sleep in the evening, and the maid replaced the soaked velvet quilt with a new one.
During this time, Song Qingqing quietly explored the structure of the castle and the scope of the manor. Of course, she guessed that the two brothers, Karan and Anks, were probably patiently observing her planned escape with the mentality of a cat catching a mouse, just like watching the prey about to escape from the range, and then catching it back with one claw.
For predators like them, it might be quite amusing.
She had stayed in this castle with chaotic time and light for so long that her thinking became a little dull.
After sitting quietly in front of the window and finishing an oil painting of the sunset, Song Qingqing raised her hand and casually threw the paintbrush onto the paint tray.
While Percy was cleaning her brushes, she had already walked out of the castle, which was always dimly lit and gloomy, and she easily avoided the servants in the manor who were always pale and silent.
It went so smoothly that it was wrong.
Song Qingqing sighed. The surroundings were very quiet, dead silent. Occasionally, she could hear the hoarse cry of a crow, which made a chill run up her spine.
She had already reached the edge of the rose wall. If she took a few more steps through it, she would be out of the territory of Gexier Manor, but Song Qingqing still didn't see Karan and Anks.
Even though she knew she would definitely be caught, the fear in her heart was still growing because of the growing silence around her. Her feet made only a slight rustling sound as they stepped on the flowers. Song Qingqing subconsciously looked back and saw the ancient and elegant castle building and a snow-white tower not far away.
She was stunned for a moment. The tower seemed to have become much newer. The dense creepers and vines climbing on it were gone. Had they been cleared away?
Song Qingqing shook her head, put the chaotic memories behind her, turned around and bent down, preparing to pass through the hole in the rose wall that was just big enough for a person to pass through.
The blood-red setting sun was a bit dazzling, dyeing everything on the ground a bloody color.
She heard a gentle, cruel sigh above her head, like rose petals falling lightly on the water, as if regretting something.
"Sif, you're not trying hard enough."
It failed to completely confuse his eyes and thinking ability.
The girl squatting on the ground raised her head and saw a tall figure with the light behind her. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see the expression on his face. He slowly squatted down and brushed away the rose petals stuck on her black hair.
But Song Qingqing knew very well that it was Karan.
A rather sarcastic and malicious chuckle came from the other side. Anx stood in the shadow with his arms folded, leaning lazily against the tree, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.
"Brother, I still remember the two brothers from the Nar family told us to be kind to our fragile little brides to prevent them from escaping?"
So after returning from the dance, they didn't settle the bill for the dance.
Terribly calm and restrained.
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