binnovel Chapter 214 It smells so good, can I drink your blood?
Chapter 214 It smells so good, can I drink your blood?
"This is... Atherton!"
Upon seeing the familiar shops and streets, Lin Shuwan's expression was somewhat complicated. She said to Tronos, "This is the town where I used to live."
Tronos was also somewhat surprised, as the place she had lived since childhood was so close to Nasica's castle: "Do you want to go home and visit?"
Lin Shuwan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Hmm..."
In fact, after her mother "abandoned" her, that home seemed to be nothing more than an empty shell to her.
Oh, and there's this man who comes back every now and then, and who barks like a vicious dog if he can't get any money out of me—he's nominally my father.
Later, after entering Viscount Evan White's mansion, she had no chance to go out.
It's been ten years since I last went home. I wonder if anything has changed.
And what about my mother? Has she come back?
“Let’s go together,” Tronos said.
Lin Shuwan nodded, but after taking two steps, she stopped and said, "Why don't you wait for me here? I'll just take a look and come right back."
“My home environment might not be very good, so you probably won’t like it,” she continued.
Remembering how he would change his clothes so frequently after just a slight touch, I suppose he couldn't stand the dirty and chaotic environment of the slums either.
"It's alright, let's go." Tronos walked straight ahead.
The slums of Atherton are tucked away in the western corner of the town, a veritable den of iniquity.
The ground was uneven and muddy, the walls were mottled, the houses were rickety, the garbage cans were overturned, and there was a pungent stench.
Lin Shuwan carefully lifted her skirt to avoid the filth on the ground. After walking for a while, she realized that although the ground was wet, neither she nor Tronos's shoes had a speck of mud on them: "Did you do this?"
Although it was a question, her tone was very certain, and without him even having to answer, she had already drawn her conclusion: "No wonder you were willing to come over."
Just as Tronos was about to explain that even if he didn't make a mess, he wouldn't have stepped into such a place without her, he saw Lin Shuwan stop in front of a door.
The two-story house was the cleanest on the whole street.
As she got closer, Lin Shuwan's expression grew more serious. She stepped forward, her hand about to knock on the door, but then slowly lowered it. Suddenly, she hesitated and said, "Never mind, there's nothing to see here. Let's go."
"Wait." Tronos stopped her and knocked on the door for her.
A woman's voice came from inside the door: "Who is it?"
Lin Shuwan, who was originally planning to leave, suddenly brightened up. She awkwardly smoothed her hair and quickly straightened her skirt.
The door opened, revealing a woman with somewhat harsh features.
Her chin was pointed, her brows were furrowed, and the words she was about to utter when she saw the well-dressed Tronos were swallowed back down. She immediately put on a fawning expression and said, "Sir, what can I do for you?"
Upon seeing her, Lin Shuwan felt a moment of disappointment, but quickly composed herself and stepped forward, saying, "Are you Bonnie?"
The woman's face showed surprise, but she really didn't know how this elegant and proper young lady knew her name: "Miss, how do you know my name?"
“You’ve probably forgotten, I’m Aurora, and I used to live here,” Lin Shuwan explained.
"Aurora!"
Bonnie then equated the thin, sallow little girl from her memory with Lin Shuwan, who appeared to be a noblewoman.
A hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes. She hadn't expected such a big change after entering Evan White House. It was a pity that she was too old to be selected back then.
Could that gentleman standing behind Lin Shuwan be Viscount Evan White's young master?
Bonnie's eyes darted between Lin Shuwan and Tronos. Before she could utter a sarcastic remark, she shut her mouth when she met Tronos's cold gaze. She broke out in a cold sweat and dared not make a move.
Ignoring Tronos's warning to Bonnie, Lin Shuwan continued, "Bonnie, what are you doing here? Isn't this Batal's house?"
“Oh, you mean Batal? Not long after you entered the Evan White House, he lost money again and wanted to exchange this house for money with my husband. Anyway, it wasn’t worth much, and our previous place was too small, so my husband bought it.”
At this point, Bonnie's expression held a hint of smugness, but this smugness quickly turned into jealousy after she thought of Lin Shuwan's good fortune:
"After that, he seemed to go gambling again. I heard that he was beaten up badly because he couldn't pay his debts, and he probably died."
"Dead," Lin Shuwan murmured.
She couldn't quite describe how she felt.
Sad? Not really.
Happy? Probably not.
Perhaps in the original owner's heart, he had long regarded this nominal father as a familiar stranger.
Therefore, I was not deeply moved when I learned of his death.
"Then..." Lin Shuwan asked casually, "After you moved in, did anyone else come looking for you?"
"Huh?" Bonnie looked at her in confusion. "You guys?"
“Besides us, well, like the people who used to live in this house,” Lin Shuwan said.
“You mean Emily? Didn’t she already…” Bonnie was about to say something, but was stopped again by Tronos’s gaze.
"Long ago what?" Lin Shuwan asked.
“She probably meant to say she left a long time ago, right?” Tronos said, looking at Bonnie with a threatening glint in his eyes.
“Oh, yes, yes, that’s exactly what I meant,” Bonnie nodded stiffly and repeated.
Lin Shuwan pressed further, "And you didn't come back after that?"
"Yes, no." Bonnie thought to herself, the person is long dead, how could they possibly come back.
"Alright, then we won't bother you any longer, we'll be leaving now." Lin Shuwan was somewhat disappointed but also seemed to have expected it, and pulled Tronos away from the house.
“You can buy that house.” Tronos’s voice rang out after we had only taken a few steps.
Lin Shuwan shook her head, knowing she wouldn't get her skirt dirty, and simply let go of it, walking backwards towards Tronos:
"No need. I just took a sneak peek, and the furnishings inside have all been changed. Even if we buy it, it won't be the same home as before."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. By the way, I don't think you've ever mentioned your parents. What about them?"
Tronos said calmly, "They're dead. They were killed by vampires when I was ten."
"I'm sorry." Lin Shuwan stopped, unconsciously clutching her skirt, her face filled with remorse. "I didn't know..."
“If you feel guilty…” Tronos gently stroked her head, “from now on, you will be my family, okay?”
"Okay," Lin Shuwan replied quickly.
"I've thought it through and agreed. There's no going back." Tronos's eyes were dark.
“Of course, you can’t go back on your word.” Lin Shuwan raised her hand, gesturing to Tronos.
“No regrets.” Tronos also reached out, and they clapped their hands together decisively.
"Now that we're all family, what about your jewelry in the future..." Having made the agreement, Lin Shuwan walked forward with her hands behind her back, smiling like a cat that had stolen some cream, tentatively extending her paws to test his bottom line.
“They’re all yours,” Tronos chuckled.
He would give her anything she wanted, whether it was money or anything else.
"A word is settled!"