The extraordinary life of a certain American comic

The moonlight is particularly bright tonight.

Locke was sitting cross-legged on top of a container at the Manhattan Container Terminal, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by moonlight.

Locke looked at Catherine, his eyes blurred as he told a dream story he had once had.

The story of this dream happened so long ago that even Locke couldn't tell his specific time.

The only thing that is certain is that this story took place on the European continent two hundred years ago.

"This dream is so far away that I can no longer remember what my name was in the dream."

"Even about the content of this dream, I can remember very little."

"but……"

"Only you, I can't forget."

Locke, who had laid out the prospect of the dream, stared at Catherine with deep blue eyes as deep as the abyss of the sea, and formally talked about the content of the dream that he remembered.

"I remember it was early in the morning."

"The temperature was just right and I wasn't impatient. I was walking out of the house and then I saw a fairy walking out of the forest."

"That was you, K!"

"But at that time, you seemed very panicked, as if someone was chasing you."

"When I was hesitating whether to walk towards you, someone came."

"I forgot their names too."

"But I vaguely remember that in the dream, they seemed to be called the Salvatore brothers."

"..."

When Catherine, who was originally expressionless, heard this, her beautiful eyes suddenly shrank and looked at Locke.

Locke didn't seem to see it, his eyes were blurred, and he was still telling a story in a dream he had had step by step.

"I saw the two Salvatore brothers walking towards you."

"I want to go too, but I don't dare."

"I can't remember the reason. Maybe it's because I was poor in the dream and the two Salvatore brothers were rich."

"By the time I mustered up the courage to step forward, you had already followed the Salvatore brothers."

"I watched you walk away and regretted my hesitation."

"...Then I left home."

"It was a long time later, I don't remember how long."

"When I became successful and returned, you were no longer here. The two Salvatore brothers heard that they also left."

"Until the moment I closed my eyes in the dream world, I was still thinking of you."

"K!"

"Obviously I saw you first. It would be great if I had enough courage to walk towards you at that time."

"That day, I saw you again."

"I thought I was seeing a miracle from God."

“After thinking about it, I don’t think I believe in God either.”

When Locke said this, he seemed to have come back to his senses from reminiscing, laughed self-deprecatingly, and then looked at Catherine.

Enter the eyes.

He saw Catherine staring at him with extremely dangerous eyes at this moment.

A trace of confusion flashed across Locke's face: "What's wrong, K?"

Catherine stared at Locke expressionlessly, and then her eyes fell on her hands held tightly by Locke.

She didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Locke laughed self-deprecatingly. This time, before Catherine could speak, he took the initiative to let go of Catherine's hands.

"Feel sorry."

"……for what?"

Catherine listened to Locke's abrupt apology and raised her eyes to look at Locke expressionlessly.

Locke shook his head with a wry smile and looked at Catherine.

"Do you know why I took ninety-nine steps toward you that time, but I didn't take the hundredth step?"

"……Why?"

"Just like in the dream, I hesitated at the end."

"I'm afraid this is just a dream again."

"I was afraid that if I took this last step, I would suddenly realize that this was another dream, so I hesitated."

"Because as long as I don't take the initiative, then I won't get hurt again."

"But in the Vampire Mansion, I once again experienced a life and death crisis."

"I don't want to fool myself anymore."

"So I made my decision."

"It's me who takes this last step. Whether it's true or false, this time, I won't miss you in any way."

"If this is a dream, then let me not wake up from the dream!"

"If it is reality, then I will grasp the reality."

"but……"

Locke looked at Catherine with a self-deprecating expression on his lips: "I seem to have messed up again, right?"

After saying this.

He stopped speaking. Instead, under Catherine's gaze, he grabbed the wine glass on the side and drank it without saying a word.

Then Locke raised his head and looked at the moon on the sea in the distance at a 45-degree angle.

The chin was raised slightly and the eyes were narrowed.

If you look carefully, there seem to be two teardrops condensed in the corners of Locke's blue eyes.

But due to Locke's stubborn head, the tears never fell.

Catherine, who was sitting aside, remained silent. Looking at Locke, who looked up at a 45-degree angle and seemed to exude the aura of a loser, his eyes moved slightly, fell on the bourbon glass beside him, and pursed his lips.

Locke, who squinted his eyes and looked up at the moon at a forty-five-degree angle, felt a little regretful at this moment.

He shouldn't have such a high elevation angle.

Thirty degrees is fine.

Because thirty degrees is just right enough to see Catherine's actions from the corner of your eye.

Not like now.

The eyes were too erratic, and the atmosphere that had been gathered here with great difficulty was gone.

But if his eyes were not erratic, he would not be able to see Catherine's every move.

Shit!

These are all lessons learned, and must be learned. Next time I use this trick, I only need to raise my head 30 degrees, not 45 degrees.

Locke thought to himself.

What dream.

He was talking nonsense. Since he traveled through time and reincarnation, from the first day to now, let alone a good dream, he has not had a nightmare.

Yes.

The speech about dreams just now was purely made up by Locke Xia Xiaba.

What hesitation.

What regret.

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Made up.

In the conversation about dreams just now, except for the two brothers Salvatore, who really existed, all the others were all improvised by him.

Even the two brothers Salvatore, when Locke just said it, he was also wondering if he remembered it wrong.

He admitted that he had a gambling element.

Picking up girls.

There is a gambling element in it, especially for a married man like him, it is a big gamble.

Fortunately!

He noticed the change in Katherine's eyes when she heard about the two Salvatore brothers, and knew that he had made the right bet.

Katherine Pierce.

One of the heroines in the Vampire Diaries.

When Locke heard K introduce himself, the first thing that came to his mind was "Alexander Pierce" and Katherine Pierce in the magical love American TV series "The Vampire Diaries".

He was panicked at the time because of this.

Then he quickly realized that the K in front of him was Katherine Pierce in the Vampire Diaries, and then he quickly started thinking again, and thought of the idea of ​​entering through dreams.

He felt that his ability to perform on the spot has always been good.

Half true and half false.

Seemingly true.

Based on the real Salvatore brothers and his excellent storytelling skills, he created a character who met Catherine Pierce at the same time as the Salvatore brothers, and even before the Salvatore brothers, but was overtaken by the Salvatore brothers because of his weakness and timidity.

At the same time, he also used dreams as a starting point to create a character that Locke, who was reincarnated again two hundred years later, could not help but fall in love with Catherine Pierce.

But...

He could not sense Catherine's expression at all, and had no idea whether he had passed or failed.

Damn it, should I look back?

After a while, Locke muttered in his heart that if it weren't for K's fragrance, he would have suspected that K had left quietly.

Just when Locke was hesitating whether to call it a day.

The next second.

A white jade hand that looked even whiter in the moonlight appeared in front of him, holding a bottle of bourbon.

Locke came back to his senses and looked at Catherine who was handing him bourbon.

"...K" Locke spoke, his voice was a little hoarse.

A smile appeared on Catherine's originally cold face: "Here."

Locke reached out to take the glass that Catherine had filled for him.

Catherine then raised her own glass and smiled at Locke: "Cheers."

Locke looked puzzled and hesitated.

"For what?"

"For..."

Catherine looked up, as if thinking about something, then looked at Locke again, and then smiled and said: "For our reunion again."

Locke's heart moved.

Good guy.

She believed it?

That's right.

It happened two hundred years ago, and he made up another insignificant little person for himself. It's normal for Catherine to forget it.

This...

It's worthy of me!

Locke said in his heart, and his expression showed a hint of surprise when he heard it, and looked at Catherine.

"Cheers."

"Cheers!"

The two bourbon glasses clinked together, and then the two looked at each other and drank the bourbon in their glasses.

After that...

There was no after that.

A dark cloud floated from nowhere, blocking the moonlight on the sea, and darkness instantly enveloped the entire container terminal.

Several security guards in the terminal security room seemed to hear the faint roar and panting of vampires coming from outside, and they looked at each other in surprise.

Several people looked at each other, and seemed to want to ask the other party to go out and check.

But...

No security dared to go out.

After all, even in the container terminal, night and day are two different worlds.

In the end, several security guards were no longer sleepy, looking at each other, until the roar disappeared in the second half of the night, then they hugged each other and fell asleep.

The next day.

Early morning.

Locke, who was lying on the top of the container, rested his hands on the back of his head, staring at the gradually brightening sky in a trance.

The beauty who was sleeping next to him had already disappeared.

It was like a long dream.

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