Heartthrob: The vampire princess doesn't want to be a stand-in

Chapter 109 The lethality of Bai Yueguang

Then, he seemed to have thought something through and shook his head slightly in response.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who touched his scars sadly and asked him if it still hurt.

Looks like, so much like...

"Don't look at it, it's too ugly."

Vincent struggled to show his awkwardness and buttoned his shirt awkwardly.

It seemed that he didn't want to show such an ugly scar to Evelin.

"How can they be ugly? They are proof that you have worked hard to live."

Evelin hurriedly shook her head, and although the corners of her lips were raised, the truth flowing in her eyes was not mixed with the slightest impurity.

Vincent was completely stunned this time. The Evelyn in front of him overlapped with the person in his mind.

They told him together that these scars were proof of his efforts to live.

"There was someone who told me the same thing as you did. This is proof that I am working hard to live."

"She even foolishly hurt herself and tore off a piece of flesh from her heart."

"Just to prove to me that I'm not an outlier. But in the end, I still have to figure out a solution."

"Although it hasn't completely healed, it only leaves a very light pink scar."

"She is so silly and cute."

Vincent lowered his eyebrows, and his hair slid down his forehead, covering his pupils that were shining with a hundred kinds of light.

He just smiled lightly, without any seductiveness or pretense.

When he remembered her, Vincent's smile was faint, but genuine and pure.

After hearing this, Evelin glanced at her heart in great confusion.

Of course she didn't tell Vincent that she had a light pink scar there since she was born.

Garland said that was her unique birthmark.

"Next time, remember that I'm here."

Evelin let out a long sigh and stretched lazily pretending to be relaxed.

She knew that Garland had gone to find Vincent immediately after arguing with her today.

The reason why Vincent was like this was because he was stimulated by Garland.

Even if Vincent didn't say it, she knew that the brother and sister were Garland and Lilith.

Sometimes, it is the people who are closest to you and who understand you best who know how to hurt you with just one word.

After experiencing the fragmented memories she had seen several times, Evelin could fully feel it.

Vincent was jealous and deeply in love with Garland.

Although Garland always looks like he keeps people at a distance.

But Vincent saw clearly that Garland treated him as his own brother.

He has always used his unexpressed tenderness to protect his fragile and sensitive self-esteem.

Vincent had never felt fatherly love and the warmth of home. Not knowing the truth, he naturally mistaken the tenderness given by the man who completely saved him for fatherly love.

In Vincent's heart, the distant but tall Ron was regarded as his father.

He also longed to be recognized by Ron from the bottom of his heart, and he also longed to receive the love from Ron as he treated Garland.

So, facing Ron's praise and pride for Garland.

The jealousy that grew from the bottom of his heart grew wildly, and even when he tried to suppress it, there were times when it was out of control.

Jealousy and deep love, two conflicting emotions constantly wrangling in his body.

Vincent's heart also gradually became tinged with dark colors.

Vincent, he longs for his father's love, hopes for Garland's recognition, and prays for Lilith's deep love.

Vincent's life was all about love.

"understood."

Vincent finally laughed heartily and tapped Evelyn's smooth forehead gently.

Evelyn said no more and picked up the broken pieces of the wine bottle on the ground that Vincent had smashed.

Vincent immediately snatched it away upon seeing this, looking at her hand with worry on his face.

"Let me do these things. Your hands are for playing the violin."

Evelyn looked up in confusion. When had she ever played the piano in front of Vincent?

Before Evelin could think clearly, Vincent reacted with an apologetic look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"fine."

Evelin then remembered that Vincent had mistaken herself for Lilith.

The room fell into an eerie silence, and Vincent absentmindedly picked up the debris on the ground.

Suddenly, bright red blood flowed out, and Vincent's hand was cut by glass fragments.

Evelin looked left and right, then pulled his finger over and stuffed it into her mouth.

It was a little awkward when the two looked at each other, she was just doing this out of habit to stop the bleeding.

But I didn't pay attention to who the target was.

Vincent was shocked by the soft touch in his mouth and looked very unnatural.

Just when Evelin saw the blush on Vincent’s face and was about to let go of him, fragments of memory appeared in her mind at an inopportune time.

Under the clear, cloudless night sky, Lilith was wearing a satiny white dress.

She skipped and walked with Vincent in the garden.

"Today, I didn't receive your gift."

Lilith looked at the brightly lit Lanburg Ballroom, where everyone was still bustling with excitement for her birthday party.

It was only when Evelyn saw Lilith in a white dress that she realized the weight of the phrase "white moonlight".

They also fully understood the lethality that Bai Yueguang brought to them.

She is obviously a red rose, but in a white dress she looks like a pure and clean angel.

Having never experienced any of the filth of the world, it is no wonder that Garland could not forget her.

"I'm ready, but..."

Vincent hesitated for a moment before speaking, after comparing those expensive gifts.

He always felt that his gifts were too embarrassing.

“I don’t like flashy things.”

Lilith could see his embarrassment and spoke first.

"Then let's go to the piano room."

Vincent didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He knew that it was Lilith who was trying to save his reputation.

Lilith followed him obediently, which was rare for her, but she didn't expect Vincent to take her in the opposite direction of the piano room.

Lilith walked through the bushes following the direction of the silver moonlight.

A transparent glass house comes into view.

The whole house is decorated with tens of thousands of blue roses, and in the center of the room is a pure white piano.

Next to the piano stands a white wood violin made by Vincent himself.

"Wow…"

Lilith admired everything in front of her with joy, not sparing her shock and admiration at all.

"I really like."

Lily couldn't wait to step into the glass room. The intoxicating fragrance in the room made her even happier.

"I have another gift for you."

Vincent walked slowly towards Lilith. Lilith stared blankly at the gentle boy walking towards him against the moonlight.

He was wearing a well-tailored white suit and sitting in front of a pure white piano.

Those slender white fingers were just the right length, and the picture they fell on the black and white keyboard was like a painting.