#1006 Reality (15)

Arthur looked up at him coldly.

Moore smiled awkwardly, "I think it might be better for you to forget, so I dare not remind you."

Arthur was unmoved, his voice calm and suppressed. "She's everywhere. When I'm sitting, she'll walk past me. When I'm sleeping, she'll be in my arms. When I'm out, she'll be there. Sit in a chair and tell me to come back early. When I can't sleep and wander around the castle, she'll pop up and grab my cuff and call me Arthur softly..."

Isn't this a ghost?

Of course Moore dared not say that.

Arthur only needs to talk to him, he gestured with his fingers, "She is so tall, delicate and weak, I can still smell the sweet smell on her body that drives me crazy, and the temperature of her skin , the softness of her lips, and the feeling of her fingers being weak on my shoulders, I know it."

Moore coughed twice and said with a sneer, "It sounds pretty good."

Arthur immediately slapped him with an eye-knife.

Moore did not dare to speak.

Only then did Arthur whisper to himself, "But she wouldn't let me see her face, never once did she see her face."

Seeing him like this, Moore finally couldn't help reminding him, "She's pretty cute, with brown hair, very long, and very round eyes, like a cat, very energetic. It makes you angry every time. It's half dead, but it makes you stronger."

Arthur froze for a moment, his mind blank.

Can't remember anything.

But his brain told him truthfully, yes, what Moore said was right.

She is very cute.

It was the cutest creature he had encountered in the past 100 years.

Moore: "Arthur, what you lose is what you lose, don't force yourself any more."

Like this, he is not far from eternal sleep.

Because of his state, he was terribly tired.

Arthur waved his hand, "You go, I'll think about it myself."

Moore felt that he tried his best, and sometimes it was useless to persuade a blood family who lost a partner.

Arthur could still see her.

During the meeting, he saw her sitting outside waiting for him.

The halo-yellow light on her made everything about her look beautiful.

Arthur was suddenly reluctant to sleep, for fear that he would fall into an eternal sleep and would not see her.

He was wearing a black uniform, leaning against the door, looking at her sitting on the chair by the door.

She had her back turned to him, her long curly brown hair tied up high and her ponytail hanging down her back.

Arthur suddenly said softly, "Vivi."

She didn't answer.

He couldn't help reaching out to touch her.

But in his hand, he only touched the air.

She is gone.

Arthur's gentle expression fell silent, and there was only death.

The rest of the noble blood clan who finished the meeting behind them carefully shouted, "Sir?"

Arthur only found himself in the doorway, standing there for a long time.

A bunch of vampires in the conference room were blocked by him.

Arthur didn't speak, but with a cold face, he walked away neatly.

When drinking the replacement blood pack, the taste is still unbearable.

But the taste of human blood was even more unbearable.

He was a little uncomfortable and complained, "It's too bad to drink."

A sweet and charming voice sounded beside the voice, "Arthur, my taste is good, how about I give you some blood?"

Arthur couldn't help showing a soft smile, "You're not in good health, why would I be willing to bite you."

After he finished speaking, he paused before looking carefully to the side.