Before we begin, it's time to turn back to the point in time marked by 'I', Madison, xxxx (the beginning of the xxxx volume). Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Open your eyes, turn around, and take a deep breath.

Cyrus hesitated and touched the ...... 'corpse' beside him, "Dear, dear...... "I can't complete the title, "Brill?"

The corpse did not respond, but there was a response. His collapsed cheeks bulged slightly.

Cyrus's body shrank under the heavy quilt - the 'corpse' was temperatureless, and the skin he touched felt a chill that instinctively wanted to avoid it......

I don't know how to express the feeling I want to show in this scene. But I can remind you of other scenes in the same situation. Then ask everyone to compare and feel.

What would Louise do when she woke up next to Zach every morning when she was still human? By the way, it was curiosity to prepare a bottle of blood, tossing Zack's collapsed body, and with a wonderful curiosity, watching this body that let itself fly in the clouds last night little by little from a shrunken and fragile appearance to a blood-pumping vitality.

Yes, I want to use reality and symbolism as much as possible, and I want you to feel it.

Remember that this is a scene between Louise and Zach, whether you have a lewd heart or not, and then look at the present.

Under the quilt, Cyrus's body had shrunk into a ball under various complex emotions. The morning physiological phenomenon of waking up in a normal male is not manifested in the body of Cyrus at all, and moreover, it goes in the opposite direction, atrophiing. That's naked-naked-fragility. Literally, Cyrus' body under the quilt, without clothing.

The reason is that he, Cyrus himself, and this 'corpse' under the same quilt as himself, were all surging in the clouds last night, forgetting to enjoy the joy that can only be built by two people.

After activating all the life of the creature, neither of them was powerless to pay attention to the clothes that they had long since been unaware of the fact that they had been pushed there.

What Cyrus can confirm is that after he evaporated the heat of his whole body, forgot all the troubles of reality, released everything, and completed the thing that pushed the pleasure of those two to the peak, it was his own wife who instinctively hugged him sideways and entered the dream.

A dream, a night, a moment of relaxation of the brain and body.

When he woke up again, his brain recovering from last night's clouds, what he saw was...... It's still his wife, it's just that it's like a corpse.

The one that tossed and rushed under him last night is now wrinkled and dull, the soft or fierce one of last night is now stiff and twitching, and the one that was last night is ......

You can get a comparison of this night. Forget the sublimation, the reality that everything was forgotten in the clouds last night is now coldly oppressing the naked-fragile Cyrus into the ground.

It seemed to be just a habitual movement, filling the collapsed 'corpse' sideways, the stiff bones pushing the stiff arm towards the fragile Cyrus.

The quilt covering the two of them stirred once, and Cyrus's exposed back felt the winter cold. But the coldness of the air didn't force him back into the quilt, and he rolled over, completely detached from the warmth under the quilt. He shrunk out of bed when the skin of his whole body wrinkled and irritated pimples.

He leaned over his body, looking at the dry fingers of the quilt that were also sticking out of the quilt that was chasing him, and groped his whereabouts stiffly, "Dear, dear." Or forced himself to complete the salutation, "Awake, dear, love, do you know where my pants are?"

With his eyes closed, Brill didn't seem to be aware of his state. The reason is simple, the blood has just been retained back to the organ responsible for thinking, the brain. Unlike humans, sleep is not rest, not a dream, nor a relaxation of the body or brain, but simply a pause in life. Brill is the one who really took over all the clouds from last night.

"Kumi-dancers, everyone......" Brill opened his eyes. It's like a shriveled corpse in a museum that suddenly glared at a thousand-year-old look.

Then the shriveled Brill stood up, the heavy quilt, not at all about to slip off her skin that was now completely unsmooth and unsmooth, and was ridiculously hung and supported and swayed by her stiff body.

The expression that matched Brill's sudden standing failed to reflect on Brill's face due to the stiff facial muscles. We can only find clues in the fragile man who is shrunk by the bedside to reflect the atmosphere at this moment-

The fine crystal began to be densely spread on the broad and thick shoulders.

Cyrus, in a naked-naked posture, sweated in the early hours of this winter morning.

Burst!

The swaying quilt was covered by Brill, and her hand, still stiff, reached out from the opening at the top and pressed her face, but she didn't seem to want to reinterpret what she had just said when her organs had not yet recovered, but instead lifted her dry calf, which was like a sapling, and moved the edge of the quilt to Cyrus beside the bed.

Cyrus struggled to suppress the tremor of his raised hand and removed the panties stuck in the joint from Brill's protruding knee.

"Get out. Brill opened her mouth to utter the same word.

Cyrus's body slumped, and his legs, numb from the combined cold and tightness, made him fall in embarrassment.

"I said out!!"

Have you ever heard the sound of a cat scratching a blackboard?

Cyrus began to climb.

"Get out!Get out!Get out!!"

It's true love. As Cyrus crawled out of the bedroom with only a pair of shorts in his hand, the heavy quilt carried an irresistible force and slapped him to the ground. Yes, I'm joking.

Bang!

The door closed behind Cyrus.

As if he had collapsed, Cyrus no longer had the strength to continue moving, grabbing the edge of the quilt and wrapping it around herself, struggling to get her body off the cold floor......

Cool floors......

Cyrus wrapped in a quilt and leaned against the door, "Brill ......" He was regretting, blaming himself - the real chill was the season, the air, the ground that transmitted friction and pain to his body after he crawled, not the wife with whom he shared a quilt all night! He blamed himself for not touching Brill when he woke up, he was blaming himself, avoiding Brill's instinctive outstretched hand.

There was no sound inside the door.

"I ......," Cyrus had just spoken again.

"Blood. I need blood. "A voice came out of the door.

“...... Wait, wait, I'll get it. "Regardless of what Cyrus originally wanted to say, reality is the greatest, and vampires need blood the most.

Pause at this point and bring back the scene of the human Louise and Zach that everyone recalled before. Please take three seconds to compare.

Do you feel something special? Okay, the pause is over.

The empty vial of blood was left in the sink by Brill while Cyrus was already dressed and cooking breakfast for one.

"Why did you only make one. Brill didn't say anything. Don't get me wrong, we have already described the daily state of this woman. Probably except for singing at her brother's grave and the uncontrollable cloud moments like last night, she had this cold face.

Cyrus paused for a moment as he tossed the eggs, and without speaking, he took the eggs and made up the breakfast portion for a family of husband and wife.

It may be that Cyrus didn't speak. Brill stood beside him for a moment, then spoke again, "I won't let this go to waste, I'll eat it." "The eyes are on Cyrus.

Cyrus knew that Brill was looking at him, and after moving his pursed lips a few times, he smiled, "I know you will, dear. "Got back.

"Do you love me? "Uh, that's typical......

"Love. Cyrus stir-fried the eggs in the pan, but didn't let his hands move, dulling his answer. Whether it is over-prepared or not confused, everyone judges for themselves.

"Do you want to spend your life with me. "It's still typical.

"Yes. "Not a single bit sluggish.

"Then you will have a life of loving me and spending time with me. Brill didn't move, just stood by, "I'll grow old with you, like Vanzo." I'll eat with you, like Remmer did. I'll watch the sun go down with you, I'll watch the moon disappear with you......" It would be nice if Brill could say this in a little tone, "Wake up together and go to sleep together." But the tone was not good, indicating that Brill was very rational, "No. She shook her head herself, "I'll wake up before you do." Our lives will not be different from before, and what happened just now will never happen again. I promise. ”

Cyrus's action of flipping the scrambled eggs was a little slower, but quickly recovered, "I know. ”

"Yes. Brill nodded and walked away.

Cyrus looked at Brill as he left the kitchen, and when he retrieved it, he inevitably passed by the empty bottles that had been thrown in the sink, and the sinuous red slowly flowing on the inner walls...... Cyrus withdrew his gaze.

Do you know the results of adding new ingredients to the pot halfway? Reality never cares about people's hearts, and it will not provoke you to reveal its overflowing malicious nature in front of you when you are fine.

Cyrus scrambled half-scrambled eggs into his plate in a panic, and subconsciously divided the burnt parts into his plate...... Stunned for a moment, his eyes were pulled back by a forceful shake as he moved to the bottle in the sink again, and the movements in his hands did not hesitate. His own plate was full of burnt parts.

Brill was already waiting at the table with his fork in hand, his eyes unscanningly looking at the breakfast that Cyrus had placed in front of him. It was because she was so focused that she didn't notice that the food on her plate was different from the one on Cyrus's.

The first bite.

Brill chewed slowly, not taking her eyes off the plate for a moment, the 'food' that she needed about 30 more mouthfuls to eat.

We should be clear about why Reimer is able to eat normally. That's not ability, Reimer is the rigid need of that part of the human body. It's not something she, Brill can copy.

It seems that his 'father' still has shortcomings in the sanatorium and a werewolf at large, and Brill's education is not very complete.

Cyrus didn't have any ink, he didn't look at the food on the plate at all, and when the fork was sent to his mouth one by one, his eyes were already on the newspaper in his hand.

Maybe that's what it's called normal life," our Southern Police Chief will report on that Grande's apology for a few more days...... "Cyrus is just casually commenting on current events.

Interrupted by Brill, who never put it in his mouth for the second bite, "I'm done with my medicine, and you're going to pick it up for me today." ”

Cyrus's gaze shifted a little dazzle to Brill, and a second bite of the egg went into Brill's mouth.

Looking at the slow chewing, Cyrus understood something, so he nodded, "Yes." Right away. "No longer distracted, quickly pull the food on the plate.

The newspaper was taken by Brill, and she would probably do anything that would slow her down.

"There is still no dead person in the south-east in the newspapers. Brill has also begun to express his opinion on current events.

The pronunciation is a little slurred because of the food, "What dead man?"

"Republicans in the southeast were killed, and it was not reported anywhere. "Brill deliberately put down her third bite of egg to answer Cyrus, who was already halfway there," Mokawi told me. ”

"Oh. Cyrus bowed his head. Can you feel what this man who didn't mean to ask is thinking, just like shaking his head just now to keep his eyes off the bottles in the sink.

However, some things are just destined to be explained, just like when you can say the words 'I'll be with you', but you don't realize that you have put the red bottle that has been flowing in the sink. Brill is the patient in our conventional society who thinks that he needs to take medicine to live. She just lacks something that our society needs.

"She and Benjamin never slept at night, and their greatest pleasure was in all sorts of strange locations. Brill actually laughed, "Mokawi said that she was compensated for marrying a painting, and during the day she had to give Torre more face, and honestly stayed in the nursing home to be managed by Dr. Browning (Amilia) and by Mr. Green, and at night, no one could take care of her." ”

Cyrus was using his speed to solve the rest of the breakfast, not bothering to respond to what the other party thought was funny.

Brill continued, continuing to delay the third bite of food, "They're going to Southeast X, tell me about Britz when they come back, whatever you want." A lot of republicans have died. ”

"Can you wash the dishes, dear?" said Cyrus, who had already stuffed the last bite of his breakfast, and stood up.

"I hate washing dishes. "Don't expect Brill to be realised in some way, she's just lacking, unless things are absolute, unforgiving, and she needs to compare her own collapsed body with a cold sweat naked-naked-cyrus, she won't find out!

"Well, I'll wash my ...... when I get back," Cyrus was already walking out.

You know what's ridiculous, Brill didn't even reflect that Cyrus came back to get the prescription.

But it's better for Cyris to breathe in the fresh winter air now......

No. Reality has never meant to pamper an ordinary man.

Cyrus looked at the bus at the starting station full of people and frowned, the air in this bus must not be fresh.

If you don't, you'll have to wait half an hour before the next trip.

Come on, it's easier for people not to think about it in a crowded carriage.

on.

It worked so well that it swayed with the body in the flow of people, and Cyrus didn't even have the heart to think about why the car starting at the border of Barton South was full.

said that reality did not pamper this man who woke up naked-naked in the morning.

The fully loaded bus actually stopped, and this greedy driver actually wanted to stuff two people here!

Zach and John.

Great, the vampire used his polite smile as a weapon to get the crowd of passengers to let him go to him.

"Hey, Cyrus, that's a coincidence. ”