Episode 1

"Hello."

There were people sitting around, and Chen Zhen heard the voices of those around him saying hello.

What he said was English and his sound was like iron, passing through the heavy metal music in the earphones and flicking his eardrums.

Chen Zhen took off a headset, put down the book, and raised his head to say hello in English to the person next to him.

He was about to smell the smell of this human being, but the smell of the person in front of him seemed like he couldn't wait. Following the wind he sat down, he rushed towards him.

Rosin, forest... and even the smell of land. The smell was strong, but the base was very fresh.

Chen Zhen was pleased by the smell and squinted comfortably.

He looked at the person in front of him, the look matched his voice, and the Asian face was very tough. He seemed to have very strong muscles and a tall stature. It was a little bit difficult for him to sit in the narrow seat of the plane.

After Chen Zhen said hello, watching him put his backpack away, and was about to turn his head back to continue reading his book, the man spoke again.

"You have dyed hair? It looks pretty."

This person spoke English well and his expression was very friendly.

It was a little strange to be too friendly. Chen Zhen thought this person's gaze is too...hot? He couldn't say it, but it felt like that he was looking at something else through himself, taking it seriously. The emotions in those dark eyes were heavy, and it was a look that would make people feel embarrassed.

Chen Zhen put down the book in his hand and only nodded. He felt a little strange. He couldn't look away, but he lowered his head because he was embarrassed.

In fact, he rarely gets along with humans alone. This was the first time he had left Europe. Because he needed to complete the ‘experience’, he had no attendants around him. In the past, human beings were able to show up around him to train his self-control. He had learned how to restrain the thirst for human blood, but he hadn't learned how to get along with them in a human way.

Chen Zhen regretted why he didn't listen to Lilith and returned to China by private jet.

After all, he didn't like to deal with communication, although it was a required course for him.

Before coming, Lilith took him to give a long, long, earnest explanation.

"Vidar, after returning to China, you are the leader of the Southern District. The tribesmen in China, especially the Blood Tribe in the Southern District, are very reluctant to discipline, and conflicts with the Wolf Tribe are frequent. You have to remember that you should never do anything. So reckless, communicate more with ordinary people. You need to accumulate your inspiration to deal with conflicts from human life. You have to be close to the people, Vidar."

Her exhortation was still in my ears.

"Although you have been granted the lord, you are still a young blood. The road ahead will be hard and long. Bless you, Vidar."

Chen Zhen took off the earphones, thought of Lilith's words, and reminded himself: "Accumulate inspiration for life from the interactions with ordinary people."

Why am I not close to the people, I always fly in business class, Chen Zhen thought.

Maybe he was Chinese?

He tried to show a smile that should be regarded as ‘kind’ to the person next to him, and said in Chinese he had learned, "If you go back to China, maybe you are Chinese? Hello, my name is Chen Zhen."

The other party looked up at him in surprise, and looked at Chen Zhen, who was taken aback by Chen Zhen's blue eyes.

"Hello... my name is Shen Mingguang." He quickly shook his head and said enthusiastically, "You speak Chinese very well."

"I've been learning Chinese before." Chen Zhen caught his surprise and met his surprised eyes, feeling a little embarrassed. "But I didn't speak very well, and I couldn't recognize many words when I wrote it down."

"No, you speak really very good, I mean it," he said, taking off his coat and putting it in his backpack, and then pointed at Chen Zhen's neatly dressed clothes. "Aren't you hot? Don’t you take it off?"

Chen Zhen was wearing a woolen sweater and a black coat outside. Chen Zhen paused after hearing this, and gathered his clothes together, "It's not hot, I'm quite afraid of cold."

Shen Mingguang nodded, "What did you just say your Chinese name is?"

He spoke slowly and spoke clearly, as if he was afraid that Chen Zhen would not understand. Chen Zhen didn't intend to break the other's kindness, he liked this kind of subtle consideration.

"Chen Zhen."

"That means a dream will come true?"

"It's not that... it's like this, Chen is composed of the characters ‘Er’ and ‘Dong’, and Zhen is composed of characters ‘Zhi’ and ‘Qin’." He stretched out his hand, as if making gestures to this person. He stretched out his hand and hesitated again, because he saw Shen Mingguang still staring at him very seriously.

"I see, Er Dong Chen, Zhi Qin Zhen." Shen Mingguang repeated the name between his lips and teeth, "Chen Zhen, a very beautiful name."

Chen Zhen suddenly felt a bit strange when he heard him calling his name.

At the European headquarters, only the Chinese teacher and the Four Elders would call him "Chen Zhen", and everyone else would call him Vidar. He felt a bit strange, why did this person call him 'Chen Zhen', and others call him 'Chen Zhen' feel different?

Shen Mingguang's version seemed better.

Chen Zhen calmly looked at Shen Mingguang's lips, the chin line, and then the eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, and the ink-black hair.

He was a handsome human.

He had learned this word. His Chinese teacher told him that handsome can be described by many adjectives and idioms, but handsome refers to a man with good looks and demeanor. It cannot be described as good-looking.

Chen Zhen felt that Shen Mingguang in front of him fits the word very well. This man This man radiated masculine charm to every inch of his body, but he was restrained and polite, and he was so gentle when he talked to himself.

Chen Zhen froze for a long time before responding to his praise of his name in a low voice, saying thank you.

"Are you going back to China to visit relatives?" The stewardess came to the security check while talking. Shen Mingguang fastened his seat belt and began to talk for himself. He was familiar and jumped in his mind. He was probably very happy to speak Chinese, and he talked a little bit. "I just finished my trip in the UK. To be honest, the food is really horrible. Are you going to Beijing too? Where is your hometown?"

Chen Zhen thought that he would not be able to have such a strong and full enthusiasm for strangers in his entire life. He was probably a very brave person to be so enthusiastic to strangers.

Chen Zhen shook his head, "I will go to the south of China."

He went to China to take over the vampire headquarters in southern China. He had no home or relatives in China.

None of this can be said. Can he say, I am a vampire, I only have partners and no relatives?

Chen Zhen didn't want to be a dishonest vampire, he didn't want to lie to the person in front of him.

His tone was a little lost and stiff, and Shen Mingguang probably heard it too.

Shen Mingguang thought that he was too noisy and made Chen Zhen feel uncomfortable, so he said sternly, "Don't mind, I'm traveling alone this time. I haven't spoken Chinese for a long time, and I get a little noisy when I get excited."

Chen Zhen was stunned, and immediately explained, "...No, I don't know how to chat, you really don't make any noise."

Shen Mingguang smiled, and said nothing.

The atmosphere was a little embarrassing. Chen Zhen saw that he stopped talking and didn't know if he had said something wrong, which made his “human friend” upset.

In fact, this was Chen Zhenneng's most friendly attitude towards a stranger. But the effect was obviously not very good, so Chen Zhen was ready to save this embarrassing situation and took the initiative to open another topic, "Do you want to listen to songs?"

Chen Zhen handed out one of his earphones in a sincere tone of goodwill.

Shen Mingguang hesitated for a moment, then took it and stuffed it into his left ear.

Chen Zhen quietly breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the play button.

When Shen Mingguang heard half of it, he smiled and looked over, "You look very quiet and like to listen to such noisy rock?"

Chen Zhen was choked, and he couldn't say that he listened to this kind of song because the outside sound was very noisy. He can only say, "Listening to this kind of music outside, I like to listen to piano music when I am alone."

"Really?" Shen Mingguang seemed to be interested, "Who do you like?"

Chen Zhen finally had a safe topic to talk about, “I like Liszt’s B minor Sonata most. Although it is very long, I like it very much. It is like a complete story. But for pianist, I still like Debussy and Beethoven most. Never tire of listening."

Shen Mingguang also nodded, "Debussy has a song "Night in Granada" which I also like very much. His style is very soft and fresh, with a complete sense of abundance, like an overturned palette."

The true chapter could be seen in a few words, and Chen Zhen can hear that Shen Mingguang did understand a little piano music. Chen Zhen was very happy, closed the song directly, and started discussing Bach with Shen Mingguang.

In Chen Zhen's previous cognition, human beings were weak, helpless, and fragile. And they were always happy, angry, sorrowful and joyous because of some insignificant things. The generation gap between the two races was too deep. He had been careful to abide by the old rules of the blood race, and did not have any physical contact with humans.

The fellow vampires all said that human beings were bad and greedy. If the identity was revealed, the weak vampire will be grabbed and be sent to the research institute. They would put a tube all over your body and make you naked... They would force you to show your pointed fangs, let you pinch your neck hard and beg them to give yourself blood.

Human beings wanted immortality and are not satisfied with their own weak and limited life. They inspired their own potential and wisdom to create weapons and civilization, and to fight against others and themselves.

Chen Zhen admitted that human beings have admirable vitality and have created many beautiful things, such as Debussy and Beethoven's music... However, under the beautiful, there were also some human beings that were not friendly to them.

In the past years, Chen Zhen had been brainwashed to think that human beings bad and greedy'. But surprisingly, the human with good smell and friendly attitude in front of him actually made him have a good impression of the human race.

It seems not so bad.

Like myself, I like Beethoven's sorrow, Chen Zhen thought.

When they were chatting happily, a couple’s child burst into tears, which soon echoed sharply through the cabin.

The dialogue between Chen Zhen and Shen Mingguang was also interrupted.

The stewardess hurriedly came over and squatted down to help coax them. The sound of their conversation was actually covered by the crying, but they still passed into Chen Zhen's ears without falling to the ground.

He could hear it all.

Including the man in the last seat complained that the company did not buy business class for business travel, including the captain who was separated by a few doors and confirmed with the tower that they had reached the number one in line and whether they were ready to take off.

Chen Zhen rubbed his ears tiredly...His five senses were many times more sensitive than ordinary people, and he still couldn't control it well, so he couldn't filter out some noises.

As long as he went out, he would feel very noisy.

This was why he always wore headphones when he had nothing to do and listen to the loudest music.

Chen Zhen was still flipping through her noise-reducing earplugs in his bag, then he heard the ‘click’ of the people around him for unfastening the seat belt.

Then there was the rustling sound of clothes rubbing, and the crisp sound of the knee bones due to the change of posture.

Chen Zhen liked this sound, he felt that the sound made by the structure of the human body was full of vitality.

And this person's heartbeat was also very special, very slow and powerful, like a bell.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Shen Mingguang.

Shen Mingguang was wearing a gray sweater, because he knelt down, showing a wheat-colored waist, underneath were blue jeans and high-top canvas shoes.

His body revealed a sense of wild strength for no reason, and Chen Zhen can be sure for no reason that he is probably a very popular human male.

"He looks a little scared. Is it the first time to take a plane?" Chen Zhen heard him ask the child's mother like this. He spoke quite well in English, "I think I can try to calm him down."

Before the mother holding the child had time to say anything, Shen Mingguang already stretched out a hand and gently m-o touched the child's forehead.

Maybe others would think he was a rude neuropathy. Chen Zhen didn't understand Shen Mingguang's nosy behavior. He thought to himself, maybe the Chinese were so enthusiastic, and they did this to any stranger, not just to himself.

He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't know the reason.

But the crying stopped in the next second, almost the moment when Shen Mingguang's hand touched the child.

Chen Zhen heard him say, "Little guy, flying is a wonderful thing, stop crying, everyone is worried about you."

Chen Zhen was a little surprised. Through Shen Mingguang's shoulder, he saw that as Shen Mingguang calmed down gently, the child slowly calmed down, and even smiled at him.

The people around him breathed a sigh of relief. Shen Mingguang accepted the mother's thanks and stood up and returned to his seat.

Chen Zhen retracted his gaze.

The smell from the earth once again surrounded him, Chen Zhen was a little anxious by the rich fragrance, he took out his earplugs and put on the eye mask, and decided to pretend to sleep all the way back to China.

He suddenly realized that he could not be Shen Mingguang's friend. He had such kindness to everyone, and he was still affectionate and treated him as a confidant. This was really a bad development trend.

To be strangled in the cradle. Chen Zhen planned to stop talking to Shen Mingguang on the way back, although that was very happy.

After the plane finished taxiing and rose to the sky for a smooth flight, Chen Zhen felt the person next to him pull his clothes.

Chen Zhen pulled down the blindfold.

Shen Mingguang looked at him with bright eyes, "I see your legs are moving all the time, I guess you are not asleep. Do you want to chat?"

Chen Zhen took off the earplugs and thought about it before saying, "I'm a very boring person. I don't have friends and I don't know how to chat."

In fact, if Shen Mingguang was judicious, he should have understood Chen Zhen's euphemistic refusal. He should shut up and let Chen Zhen sleep all the way back to China, and the two of them are in peace.

But he didn't.

"No friends? How could it be possible." Shen Mingguang paused before pointing at Chen Zhen's face and hair, "I think... probably because you look... more beautiful... I mean, you look like the characters inside cartoons. Not too real, will let others have a sense of distance."

Chen Zhen had silver-white hair, a natural hair color, shoulder-length long, and he tied it loosely.

He suddenly felt a little unhappy.

Was it because he was more ‘beautiful’ that he have been talking to me for so long?

With a trace of grievance, Chen Zhen's anxiety made himself a little angry.

"Mr. Shen."

When Shen Mingguang heard him calling himself, he approached him slightly, and the heat blew into his ears when he spoke, and the smell became stronger.

"Don't be so unfamiliar, you can call me Mingguang. What's wrong?"

"Actually, you better stay away from me."

Chen Zhen held his breath, "I am a very dangerous person."

We can't be friends. It's better not to have any intersections and be nice to you.

Shen Mingguang nodded when he heard the words, as if he was listening carefully.

There was a little smile at the corner of his mouth, a nice profile, and Chen Zhen's throat was itchy.

Then Shen Mingguang began to dig out in his pocket, what he took out, and then he took Chen Zhen's hand and motioned for him to open his hand to pick it up.

"Unfortunately, I like danger. For you, this is a gift for the first meeting."

Chen Zhen didn't react for a long time.

Shen Mingguang's palms were very hot, with scorching heat spreading over.

Chen Zhen didn't respond, Shen Mingguang took his hand and lightly tapped Chen Zhen's cold finger.

After a long while, Chen Zhencai opened his palms reflectively and took what was in his hand.

Shen Mingguang satisfactorily put the contents in Chen Zhen's hands, and took out a compressed paper bag, "I ate and vomited here."

Chen Zhen stared blankly at the thing in his hand, "...This is...what is this?"

"Melon seeds." Shen Mingguang babbled enthusiastically, "It is the melon seeds that you will garnish when you make pastries. But in our hometown of China, eating melon seeds is a culture of hospitality. If a friend is coming over, the host usually...”

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