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Night falls, the stars are like embroidery, and the night of the phantom city always has a different kind of magic. In the heart of the city, a bar called "Whisper of the Night" hangs a dazzling neon sign in front, attracting passersby. This bar seems like an ordinary one in the city, but it is actually a secret haven where humans and Bloodline blend together. As the night lights come on, they cover all the secrets unknown to the public.
Raisin and Lín Yè walked through the low music and dim lights into the bar. On the bar counter, bottles are arranged like a galaxy, and the bartender's skillful and adept hands are mixing colorful drinks one after another. The place is filled with all kinds of guests, from whispering couples to pensive travelers in front of their glasses. The music lingering in the air is as soft as silk, adding a touch of tranquility and ease to the space.
Raisin and Lín Yè chose a secluded corner to sit, not only for privacy but also for a better view of this diverse space. Lín Yè signaled to the bartender and said softly, "A glass of ice cream cocktail, sweet with a hint of bitterness." Her tone was relaxed but with a hint of laziness.
Raisin nodded slightly and with a deep voice, he said with elegance, "A Bloody Mary, but make it with Bloodline special." Although his words were concise, they revealed a kind of royal dignity.
With the arrival of the wine glasses, their gaze occasionally swept around, the pupils reflecting the light, but more alert to the surrounding movements. Any slight anomaly could be a harbinger of an impending storm.
As the soft light descended, the air seemed to solidify. The noise in the bar gradually subsided, and all eyes converged on the illuminated stage. A spotlight descended from the ceiling, and in its circle of light, a man in a black evening suit gently lifted a violin. His posture was smooth and composed, as if every movement was carefully designed, and every curve contained the beauty of art.
With the first stroke of the violin, a melodious and captivating melody slowly flowed through the bar, clear like a mountain spring and gentle like the night breeze. This melody carried an indescribable magic, causing everyone present to feel a touch in the depths of their souls.
Raisin's gaze seemed to freeze at that moment, as the familiar and ancient melody seemed to stir memories deep within his heart. Unconsciously, he stood up and, following the rhythm of the music, slowly made his way towards the stage. His steps were unhurried, yet each one appeared resolute and determined.
The charm of music lingers in the air, Raisin's dance combines classical elegance with modern fluidity. Every turn, every step, seems closely intertwined with the melody of the music, creating a sense of transcending time and space. Everyone present seems enchanted, holding their breath, afraid of missing this brief and wonderful moment.
Lín Yè's gaze closely follows Raisin's steps, with a hint of astonishment and incredulity in their eyes. She has always thought of Raisin as a calm and mysterious presence, yet at this moment, he exhibits a completely different and captivating charm. His dance is not only an artistic expression, but also a deep reminiscence of a distant past.
As the violin melody gradually came to an end, Raisin's dance steps also slowed down, eventually freezing in a graceful pose. The whole room erupted in thunderous applause, excited cheers echoing one after another, people's eyes filled with admiration and astonishment. Raisin wore a faint smile, elegantly saluted the violinist, and then returned to the side of Lín Yè amidst the applause.
Lín Yè locked eyes with Raisin: "I have never seen such a dance, your past must be filled with fascinating stories."
Raisin's eyes flashed with a hint of depth: "Every life has its unique melody, just as every star has its own light. Tonight, I am simply dancing to the music within my heart."
The lively atmosphere of the bar returned once again, as people immersed themselves in the joy of the night.
The atmosphere of the Night Whispers Bar became even more intense after Raisin's dance, and people began to converse freely, enjoying this sleepless night. Raisin and Lín Yè returned to their table in the corner, and the atmosphere between them also became more relaxed.
The wine glass in Raisin's hand swayed slightly, and the wine was as deep and mysterious as his eyes. He smiled gently at Lín Yè, a rare tenderness that was like a ray of sunshine breaking through the haze. His words were gentle and distant, as if carrying the dust of time, quietly falling under the dim light.
"In a very long time ago, our Bloodline used to hold grand dances, which were different from those of humans, and more solemn and sacred," Raisin's voice contained a hint of nostalgia, "During the dance, Bloodline would showcase their most exquisite dance skills, all inspired by the movement of celestial bodies."
Lín Yè was slightly taken aback. These ancient customs were indeed difficult for her to understand, but seeing Raisin's rare joy, she couldn't help but feel a hint of curiosity. "It seems that your Bloodline also has many interesting things," she couldn't help but show a knowing smile.
Raisin's mouth also lifted, and he looked more relaxed than usual. "Yes, some legends and customs still persist even in modern times," he said with a hint of mystery in his tone, as if inviting Lín Yè to explore the secrets buried by time together.
Lín Yè was drawn in by these mysterious stories and couldn't help but ask for more details. Raisin began to recount some ancient Bloodline legends and customs, and these stories seemed to come to life in his words. Lín Yè listened with fascination, and unconsciously, the conversation became more natural, and the distance between the two of them unknowingly narrowed.
Time quietly passed as they conversed, and when Lín Yè realized it, the sky outside had already begun to lighten. Raisin also noticed the change in Lín Yè's expression, and he smiled slightly, getting up and saying, "It has been a pleasant evening, Lín Yè. I hope we have the chance to converse like this again."
Lín Yè nodded, feeling surprisingly good. She pondered to herself that although Raisin was the Blood King, at certain moments, he was just a being with rich emotions and stories. Perhaps she could truly learn more about the secrets of this world from this mysterious Blood King.
The lights in the Whispering Bar gradually dimmed as night fell, welcoming the silence of the early morning. Lín Yè stood up, her figure gracefully arcing in the dim light. Half teasingly, she threw a challenging glance at Raisin: "Next time, if you're willing to dance with a rough Nightcrawler, perhaps you could teach me a few steps of your dance."
Raisin paused for a moment, a playful glint passing through his eyes. This woman always managed to touch his heart in her unique way. He smiled faintly and elegantly bowed: "Miss Lín Yè, Bloodline values commitment. If you're willing, I'd be happy to be your dance partner at any time."
Lín Yè was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Raisin to respond to her joke so formally. A strange feeling arose in her heart, making her somewhat uncomfortable, but she concealed it and smiled lightly: "Well, then, I'll have to trouble Blood King. I hope I won't step on your feet."
A hint of seriousness flashed in Raisin's eyes as he reached out his hand: "A promise is a promise, Lín Yè, I look forward to the day when we dance together."
Lín Yè She was slightly startled, then gently placed her hand in Raisin's palm, feeling a sense of anticipation in her heart. The night air seemed to soften as a result, and the shadows of the two intertwined on the bar's glass window, as if foreshadowing a certain moment in the future.
In the end, the two walked out of the bar together, and the first light of dawn broke through the night sky, drawing a conclusion to this sleepless night. Lín Yè glanced back at Raisin, feeling an inexplicable intensification in her heart. And Raisin, the Blood King who walked in the darkness, also, at that moment, gained a deeper understanding of this stubborn and bold woman.
The lights of the night whispered extinguished, but the radiance in their hearts reflected each other at this moment.
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