What is it Like to Become a Vampire?

She had just come out of prison. In 2007, she was in a bar. Someone at the table opposite me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I pulled out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. This stab lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, there were people all over the street. It's about praying to Buddha, it's cold on a lonely sandbank, etc. It's been fifteen years, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me she was getting married. I didn't tell her about commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes. , My heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. She was very happy. I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago. Familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar one. Man, I woke up crying in the dream. The past cannot be taken back. Now all that is left is nostalgia. I am almost 30 and suddenly feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road, drinking wine and smoking alone. I don't know how to take the road ahead. The night before her wedding, I drove 400 kilometers overnight and rushed to the downstairs of her house. I saw the word "Happy" on her door downstairs and the lights in the room were still on. I didn't dare to disturb her. I took a few bottles of beer from the car and sat on a park chair downstairs at her house. After finishing the wine and smoking a pack of cigarettes, it was almost dawn. The whistle came from all the way. I knew that the car to pick her up was coming. Today she was going to be someone else's bride. Unfortunately, the groom was not. Me, she looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car, the firecrackers went off, and the car drove away. I was still following behind the convoy, and suddenly a text message came from my mobile phone. It was... From her. She said, "Don't give it away. I will marry you again in the next life. Just forget me." In fact, she had been watching me drinking and smoking from behind the curtain that night, and she cried all night... My heart hurt like countless needles that day. I cried and was very sad. I wish her happiness, although the groom is not me, but the bride... I have loved... I have no regrets anymore, whether it is success or failure, everything is in vain, life or death, life is only a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with a result. The only thing I want to do now is to go home and charge my mobile phone, but my mobile phone still has power, but the car ran out of gas on the way back. Is there any friend who can lend me 3,000 yuan for gas [Picture]

It feels okay, and the details in all aspects are well described. From the character's clothing, body (body fragrance...), And movements, we can judge his occupation, work and rest patterns, and living conditions. When playing Landlords with others, you can judge whether the character's cards are good or bad based on the character's eyes, expression, and heartbeat and breathing speed. In addition, the protagonist's super computing power and superhuman memory ability can roughly infer the opponent's cards. I have to say that the author describes the details very carefully and has strong logical skills. At the beginning, the protagonist discovered that calmness was very valuable when he mutated. Instead of panicking, he went on a long exploration to master this mysterious body and superhuman abilities. When I saw the title of this book, my eyes lit up. I have to say that the author's imagination is not ordinary. Novels on this subject are very rare. Also, I beg the author to stop showing off. Looking at these analyzes and judgments, I am confused. Why are you so good despite both being in 9-year compulsory education? Finally, I wish the author that this book will become a hit overnight and that all the recommended and monthly votes will kill the author. I'm exhausted after typing for a long time, please like me.

I read almost 200 chapters in one go. First of all, the subject matter is very novel, but there are so many scientific research, explanations, experiments, etc. In the middle that I have a splitting headache. 80% Of it is about how the protagonist does experiments and how to study an ability. I don't read novels to see how the protagonist does research to obtain superpowers. I hope the author can change it so that 20% is about research and 80% is about the protagonist's life. Otherwise, I really can't hold on. If you are going to research a whole article on one power, you might as well just write about what powers you get directly by sucking blood, and then what you use these powers to do in life. I don't care how you developed this superpower? What I read was a novel, not a scientific research report. . .

To be honest, the writing is very peaceful. Various explorations and scientific explorations are not scientific explanations. You can write a few chapters to be more rigorous and reasonable, but you write hundreds of chapters like this. You can't retain people who don't have the time to read scientific explorations. They say that wealth is not revealed, let alone superpowers, but a few people can hold it back. Everyone loves vanity, and wealth does not return home, just like a brocade. Yi Ye Xing, why is there such a sentence, you have to be bright, show it even if you don't say it, but you have to show your hand, why are there pretentious articles? What should we read in novels? Don't we just read the unattainable and unachievable beautiful fantasies that we don't have in our lives? Your writing is mediocre and simple. Who will read it? It's a personal opinion. If you don't like it, don't criticize it. I hope the author will adopt it.

The details described in many places are so real that I wonder if the author has slightly modified his own experience to look for similar people in the novel.

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He is a young master, a unique young master in the world. I have a reputation that everyone envies, and I am the husband of countless girls. I drink the best wine, ride the best horses, and look at the most beautiful women. However, I feel very lonely. I live on the top of a mountain, watching sunrises one after another and seeing off sunsets one after another. The sunset over the mountains always sets very late. The one who accompanies me cannot be understood by the words "I feel so cold at a high place". I know that from the day I was called a young master, I embarked on a path of no return. There is no turning back and there is no turning back. 2. Loneliness The scenery in early spring is half beautiful and half melancholy. People come and go in the rivers and lakes, and heroes emerge in large numbers, but they are gone in the blink of an eye. Nothing has changed, I am still a young man that everyone respects, and I am still lonely and drinking. Occasionally, when there is a stir in the world, he stands up and delivers justice. No one doubts my words, because I am a young master, a unique young master in the world. When the wind blows, I often sit in the forest and drink. The more I drank, the deeper my loneliness became. On a sunny day, I left the top of the mountain and built a thatched house at the foot of the mountain. A bend of green water, with green waves on the grass, listening to the gentle breeze blowing through the leaves, and watching the flowers look like the sea and fall like snow. Such scenery always reminds me of some people and things in a hazy way. 3. Liu Tian At this time every year, Liu Tian would ask someone to bring me a jug of wine from a distant place. This year is no exception, but this time, he is the one bringing the wine. "Do you remember how long we've known each other?" "I don't remember, it was almost ten years ago." "Yes, nine years and eight months." Liu Tian's smile was a little lonely, and the hand holding the cup was slender and pale. "There are so many decades in life. Today we are still drinking together, but tomorrow we will go our separate ways. There are some things you want to forget but you can't, and there are some things you don't want to forget, but you just forget." I stretched out my hand to touch the rim of the cup, and the cold cup melted into my palm. For so many years, I have been isolated from the world, and all the news was brought to me by my disciples. Liu Tian is not my friend, but he is the only person who doesn't care about my status. When he left, his back was stretched long by the sun, with a kind of absolute disappointment. Let me know absolutely that from now on I will never see him again. So, I got drunk. When I woke up, I saw a piece of paper under the wine jar: Master, is your current life the life you want? The wind blew and the plain paper rustled. Am I happy? I kept asking myself, but couldn't find the answer. 4. Small building I forgot how that small building was erected. I just remember that one night, I was very drunk. When I woke up, there was a small building opposite. The small building faces west, and every time the moonlight sets, you can see a layer of broken moonflowers sprinkled on the railing in front of the small building. I don't know who lives in the small building, and I don't know why a building was built here. I don't care about these, I still drink my wine, sing my songs, and live my loneliness. Later, when I woke up from drunkenness again, I saw many green bamboos planted in front of the small building. The short and colorful green bamboos are both strong and soft. Swaying gently in the wind. That figure seemed familiar to me. 5. Spring Rain On the day I saw the spring rain, it rained heavily. Later, every time it rained, I would think of the spring rain. The world has been peaceful for a long time. The doorman brought me some news. A magic sword that had disappeared from the world for nearly ten years began to wander around the world. Many people in the world killed each other for this magic sword. Everyone wants to possess this sword, and no one is willing to let others get it. In order to calm the turmoil, it was finally decided that this magic sword would be handed over to me for safekeeping. After the doorman left, I took a sip of wine and fell asleep. No one knows how tired I am of this life. Am I happy? Is this the life I want to live? I laughed wildly, and the fallen leaves all over the sky flew with my laughter. The sound of dripping rain woke me up. When I opened my eyes, it was dark. In a blink of an eye, I looked outside and saw that the green bamboo in front of the small building had grown to the railing. A woman, dressed in green, stood in front of the green bamboo, using a delicate little sword to cut off the green bamboo, then cut off the top of the bamboo, and inserted it into the wine jar in front of the building. She raised her head and looked at me. His eyebrows are picturesque, his eyes are as dark as stars, his hair is soaked, a trace of rain fell from his forehead, and his green clothes were wet by the rain, as fresh as the green bamboo in front of the building. Looking at her, I suddenly felt very familiar. 6. Silence When I have nothing to do, I always sit on the bluestone in front of the small building. Chunyu ignored me and just brewed her wine quietly. Maybe to her, I am just an irrelevant outsider and have nothing to do with her. Chunyu likes to wear blue clothes. In my memory, it seems that there was once a person who liked blue clothes, but I can no longer remember it. Although I still drink alone and watch the stars in the sky alone, and although Chunyu doesn't talk to me, every time I wake up after being drunk, I can always find myself lying on the bed, neatly dressed, with a bowl of water next to me. This feeling is very strange, I actually feel that I am no longer lonely. 7. Wine Spring in Jiangnan is surprisingly beautiful. I sat on the roof and played sad music. Chun Yu stood in front of the small building and looked at me, with a look of pity that I didn't understand. When the willow trees sprouted, I drank the first jar of wine brewed by the spring rain. "If you don't drink wine, why do you want to make wine?" "You don't have to drink to make wine." "The best wine I have ever drunk, but I don't know why, but I think the wine you brew has a very strange taste." "A person once said that the wine I brew has the taste of home." "That person must be very happy." "It was a long time ago. Now, he has forgotten me and the way home." When Chunyu spoke, her tone was very melancholy, and her eyes when she looked at me were helpless and desperate. I didn't tell Chunyu that the taste of the wine was like the taste of home; the taste of the wine was very familiar to me, as if I had drunk it thousands of times in my dreams. 8. Drunk I started to like the wine made by Chunyu. However, I also know that the spring rain will leave after brewing this season. There are fewer and fewer green bamboos in front of the small building, my drinking speed is getting slower and slower, and Chun Yu looks at me with increasingly sad eyes. Finally one day, the small building was empty. That night, the moonlight was deserted. The wind carried fallen leaves and fell on my arms, which was very cold. Chunyu invites me to drink. This is my first time entering the small building. There was a small dark red table, chairs, food and wine, and I looked at Chun Yu across from me, the woman with sad eyes. Seeing her sadness, I felt pain in my heart. But that day, there was clearly moonlight. I held the wine glass and looked at the person opposite. With clear eyes, I could see my reflection. For a moment, I seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, spreading in my heart. "Why buy me a drink?" "I'm leaving. From now on, no one will make wine here anymore." "Why did you come and why did you leave?" "The reason for coming is the reason for leaving. Even though I have a thousand kinds of love, he has forgotten me." Chunyu's eyes were full of clear waves, and at that moment, I felt her boundless loneliness. That night, I got drunk again. What remained in my mind in the end was the woman's sad and desperate eyes. 9. Stay away I can't remember how much wine we drank that night. We talked about our wandering lives and the precarious world. Listen to the wind blowing the fallen leaves and watch the flying flowers linger. At that moment, I realized that no matter how high my status was, it would be of no use if there were no people around me to get drunk with. If possible, I really want to stay drunk like this. When I woke up again, catkins were flying. The person opposite had gone nowhere, and there was a one-foot-wide wooden sword on the table. On the wooden handle, there are two thin words engraved: Chunyu. The wind blew, raising dust, and there was the smell of wine in the wind. It was so desolate, and the pain overwhelmed me again. If possible, the next time we meet, I will definitely ask that woman why there is boundless sadness in her eyes. 10. Go back Flowers bloom and fall, no matter how many more flowers fall in the world, it is a common thing. I left the foot of the mountain and the small building. There are rumors about me in the world. The unparalleled young master handed over the matter to his disciples, put down everything, and stayed away from the world. From now on, I will no longer care about the affairs of the world. I found the foot of the mountain again and no longer stepped into the world. Drink alone, feel lonely, watch flowers bloom and fall, watch the sky full of stars. However, I often think of that woman in green, with the boundless loneliness in her eyes. That magic sword was later handed over to me by a disciple. The sword is three feet long, has a delicate hilt, and can make quick decisions. On the hilt of the sword, two words were carefully carved with a knife: Chunyu. Postscript: Ten years ago, a woman from a famous family named Liu fell in love with a son of a demon sect. The son of the demon sect had strong martial arts, an unruly and rebellious character, and he went his own way. People from all walks of life rose up to attack him. After the son of the Demon Sect was seriously injured, a woman from a famous family asked the most virtuous and respected old man in the world to sacrifice all his skills to save the Son of the Demon Sect. She suppressed all the memories of the Son of the Demon Sect, deleted all his past, and made him a young man respected by everyone in the world. The price is to forget everything, including the famous woman named Liu. Women like to make wine and men like to drink. The man has a family heirloom sword, which is three feet long and has an exquisite hilt. When walking around the world with the woman, the woman used a knife to carve her name on the hilt: Chunyu. But, even though I have a thousand kinds of love, you have forgotten me.

This book is very beautiful, I like it very much, thank you very much to the author, but I won't give it this point, it doesn't deserve it

Brother, it's been three chapters and I'm still writing about the trivial incident of a dinner party. It's been over two hundred chapters now. Can you tell me what you've written? In life, just a few people gathering for dinner and dinner, there is no development. I don't know what the main plot is now, nor what forces are behind it. I haven't even seen a big shot until now. I finally thought I was going to start a farm, but I gave up and gave up... Do you have an outline? If you want to curse people, I will pay you to write this? Hold

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