Dick's bedroom, with its large and comfortable single bed, elaborate bedside tables, and a row of lattice shelves standing on the wall, all looked quite simple.

Large-format books, green potted plants and some delicate knick-knacks.

But the series of objects arranged in different categories on the lattice shelves all show that the owner of the bedroom, Dick, is a very tasteful and well-arranged person.

Although her heart was full of doubts, Ye Mengying still came to Earl Edward's castle for the third time according to Li Ye's request, and entered Dick's bedroom accompanied by the housekeeper Oliver.

After the housekeeper Oliver said that he had something to do, in order to find out the connection between Dick and Chen Shuisheng that Li Ye said, Ye Mengying looked around, and immediately came to the row of lattice shelves in Dick's bedroom that were most likely to hide secrets.

Ye Mengying's gaze hurriedly swept over the potted plants and knick-knacks, and then fell on the neatly arranged books.

There are many books on the lattice shelf, not to mention nearly a hundred, but soon a book called "The Conflict in Our Hearts" successfully attracted Ye Mengying's attention because of its simple and clear title, so Ye Mengying took the book off the shelf casually.

After Ye Mengying opened the pages of the book and carefully read the introduction of the book, Ye Mengying learned that this is a book about psychology, and the main content is to explore people's inner contradictions.

After a few more hastily flipped through the pages, Ye Mengying saw that the book was full of obscure content, so he didn't read it carefully and put the book back on the shelf.

The second book that Ye Mengying took down from the lattice shelf was about Stockholm syndrome.

However, because this is an original English book, Ye Mengying didn't even finish the introduction this time, and only looked at it twice, so she put it back directly because it was too hard to read.

After that, Ye Mengying flipped through a few books one after another, and she was surprised to find that the shelves were full of books about psychology, and it seemed that Dick seemed to be particularly interested in this aspect of psychology.

After checking the lattice shelf, Ye Mengying turned her attention to the bedside table, she walked over, squatted down, and opened the cabinet.

The bedside table was not big, and there were not many things in it, but Ye Mengying saw something that interested her at a glance, a few small medicine bottles.

Gamma oryzanol, soothing the nerves and tonifying brain fluid, chlordiazepam.

When Ye Mengying took out all the small medicine bottles in the cabinet and checked the names of the medicines on them one by one, her pretty eyebrows couldn't help but tuft slightly.

Although Ye Mengying is not studying medicine, she still probably knows that these medicines in Dick's bedside table are basically used to treat insomnia, especially clodiazem, which seems to be the most powerful sleeping pill now.

Then Ye Mengying deliberately unscrewed the medicine bottle labeled with chlordiapam and checked it, and then found that there were no more pills left in the medicine bottle.

It can be seen that Dick has suffered from insomnia not for a day or two, but at least for a while.

Insomnia medicine and psychology books, Ye Mengying always felt that there might be a connection between the two, but after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't figure out the slightest clue, so Ye Mengying simply didn't want to, and continued to rummage through Dick's bedroom for information that she thought was useful.

Under the bed, behind the cabinet, on the mezzanine of the table, Ye Mengying turned over almost all the places she could think of, but she couldn't make any new gains, and as for the connection between Dick and Chen Shuisheng that Li also asked her to find, she didn't have a clue at all.

After looking for a long time, Ye Mengying felt that she was really tired, and suddenly the little girl had a temper attack, so she simply lay down on Dick's bed.

I have to say that Dick's soft Simmons bed is indeed very comfortable, Ye Mengying couldn't help yawning deeply as soon as she lay on it, and then stretched lazily.

"Huh?"

But just when Ye Mengying stretched her waist, her hand happened to touch the headboard, and the headboard actually sank into it with Ye Mengying's touch, which made Ye Mengying's heart immediately startled.

"No, the quality of this bed is too bad! I just touched it lightly, and it actually broke?" Ye Mengying complained in her heart, and hurriedly got up to check.

As a result, Ye Mengying realized that it was not she who broke the headboard, but a small dark grid hidden on the headboard.

As soon as they see the dark grid, the first thing people will think of is that it must be a secret, and Ye Mengying is naturally no exception, so one of her little hearts jumped wildly at the moment.

Forcibly suppressing the excitement in her heart, Ye Mengying cautiously reached into the dark compartment, groped around, and soon took out something from it.

It was a small black tin box, with no patterns or decorations, but it hung a lock forged from stainless steel.

From the surface of the small tin box, Ye Mengying couldn't tell what was inside, so she tried to open the iron lock.

Ye Mengying broke it twice, the iron lock did not move, obviously this lock was very strong, so Ye Mengying reached into the dark grid again, but she touched the entire dark grid, but she could not find the key to the small iron box.

Ye Mengying sat on the bed, staring at the small tin box in her hand, it seemed that she really had nothing to do with this small tin box for a while, and she couldn't help puffing out her cheeks in frustration.

Do you want to go to the butler Oliver and ask him if he knows where the key to this small tin box is?

But then Ye Mengying thought about it, because Dick hid this small tin box so well, so the housekeeper Oliver probably didn't know that Dick had such a small tin box, let alone the key to the tin box.

So what to do! Bring the box back to the bureau?

Ye Mengying also quickly dispelled this idea, in case she brought the box back, but found that there was nothing in it at the end, then she was not embarrassed.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Mengying finally decided to use the simplest and most direct method, she got up and pulled out the soft sword tied to her waist, and then only heard the sound of "dangchang", and saw a white light flash, and the iron lock on the small iron box split in two from the middle and broke into two halves, while the small iron box was not damaged at all.

Glancing at his "masterpiece", a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Mengying's mouth, and he nodded with satisfaction, it seems that he has been busy solving cases and has no time to practice swordsmanship in the past few days, but his swordsmanship has not become rusty.

After splitting the iron lock, Ye Mengying did not immediately withdraw the soft sword, but obliquely held the soft sword in his hand and gently inserted the tip of the sword into the gap in the small iron box.

Because Ye Mengying didn't know what was in the small iron box in front of her, if she rashly opened the box, in case there was something poisonous inside, or a trap such as a hidden arrow poison needle, she would be very easy to be hit if she was not careful.

So out of caution, Ye Mengying chose to use a soft sword to pick open the lid on the small iron box.

When Ye Mengying picked up the box, but nothing happened, which made her slightly nervous nerves immediately loosen, put away the soft sword, and sat back on the bed.

Turning his gaze into the small iron box, Ye Mengying saw a thick stack of small books lying quietly inside, and in the middle of the cover of the small book that was stacked on top, there were several numbers of two-one-two-eight written with a black pen.

What does this mean?

After Ye Mengying, who didn't know what he meant, took out a small book on the top, and glanced at it casually, he was immediately surprised and delighted to find that all the diaries hidden in this small tin box were Dick's diaries.

The connection between Dick and Chen Shuisheng can definitely be found in these diaries, and Ye Mengying doesn't even need to think about it to be 100% sure.

Wednesday, March 9th The weather is fine

Today was my third day in the castle and the third day of my hunger strike, and although the curry and rice brought by Oliver the butler smelled really tempting, I held back and didn't move a mouthful.

Later, Edward came to me and asked me why I didn't eat, and I was tempted to say that because you were the murderer of my parents and brother, I would not eat the food that the enemy gave me to give me.

But at that time, I only knew how to cry, and I couldn't say a word I wanted to say, and I felt that I was really useless.

Just after reading Dick's first diary, Ye Mengying almost didn't scream, she never thought that the reason why Dick would become Count Edward's adopted son was because Count Edward killed Dick's entire family.

With great shock, Ye Mengying continued to read Dick's second diary.

Thursday, March 10th Sunny weather

Lying in bed, my stomach was rumbling and I felt really hungry.

Just as I was about to pass out in a faint moment, Edward came in again, still asking me why I hadn't eaten, and this time I was glad I answered him.

But then Edward mocked me mercilessly, saying that you are running away by doing this, and only a coward would choose to escape, and if you really hate me so much, you should eat even more, because only then can you defeat me and avenge your family.

I didn't understand why Edward was saying that to me, but it seemed to be the case, so I threw myself on the edge of the plate, picked up the spoon and began to gulp.

I want to eat! I want revenge!

Sunday, April 7 The weather will be cloudy

It's been a month, probably because the food in the castle is so plentiful, and I'm getting taller and stronger, which makes me feel like I can start my revenge plan.

Edward would come to my room once a day to make his rounds, and I was going to take advantage of this opportunity.

Of course, I also knew that I was definitely no match for Edward with my bare hands, so in order to ensure the success of my revenge plan, I found a fairly sharp kitchen knife in the castle kitchen as a tool to kill Edward.

I had been confident in my simple but practical plan, but I failed so completely that I didn't even hurt a single hair of Edward.

To my dismay, when I stared at Edward with hatred after the defeat, Edward only smiled contemptuously, saying that even if he asked me to cut him with a kitchen knife now, I wouldn't be able to do him any harm.

I don't know if what Edward said is true, but today's events have also taught me that I still have a long way to go.

But it doesn't matter, because I'm still young, only ten years old, and I still have a lot of time.

Wednesday, June 10th Heavy rain

It was raining heavily, and even though the windows were closed, I could still hear the sound of the rain pouring down outside the castle, which gave me a sneak peek that today was going to be an unusual day.

The wall clock showed that the time was five o'clock in the evening, and Edward led me to a basement in the castle that I had never been to.

However, even though it is a basement, I didn't smell any of the musty smells that are common in basements, and the air around me was very dry, so it was clear that this basement had a very good ventilation system.

The basement was so dim that I could barely see the ground, and if I hadn't been following Edward all the time, I think I would have fallen a lot.

It may have been that Edward had noticed that I was stumbling behind him, so he soon lit an oil lamp.

With the faint light from the oil lamp, I looked around and saw that there was nothing in the basement except for a bathtub in the center.

Just when I was feeling very strange, Edward ordered me to lie down in the bathtub in a very cold tone.

I refused, why should I listen to the orders of my enemies.

But in the end I still lay down in the bathtub, because Edward directly picked up the back of my erection neck and threw me in.

The tub was filled with water and ice, and it was much deeper than I had imagined, so as soon as I got into the tub, the cold ice water flooded over my head and started to pour into my body from my nose, mouth, eyes and ears.

I was so cold and scared that I was throwing at the edge of the tub so hard that I thought I was going to drown.

It wasn't until I worked hard that I finally got my head out of the water.

Then I started coughing incessantly, coughing up all the water that had choked on it, and my throat and nose ached hotly.

When I was almost coughing, Edward, who had been watching all this coldly, came over and grabbed my thin body.

Then, in my struggle and resistance, he inserted a plastic tube from nowhere into my mouth and sealed my mouth and nostrils with duct tape.

Edward's latter act forced me to breathe only through a plastic tube in my mouth, which was tough for me.

After all this, Edward threw me back into the water without me being prepared.

The cold water made me shiver, and I had to feel like to surface again.

But at this moment, I vaguely heard Edward on the surface of the water muttering something softly.

As he murmured, my consciousness blurred, and my body began to sink until my back touched the bottom of the cold tub.

I don't know how long it took, maybe half an hour, ten minutes, or just a moment! Edward poked his right hand, which was as cold as the ice water in the bathtub, into the tub, and in his hand I saw a dagger that was clearly dangling.

Under my terrified gaze, Edward's right hand flicked twice, and a cross-shaped wound was cut on my neck.

Blood gushed out of the wound and soon stained the entire bathtub red, and I tried to cover it with my hands, but by this time I had no strength and could only let the blood continue to flow through my body.

I felt a chill to my bones, and it was completely different from the chill of the ice water in the bathtub, because it came from the bottom of my heart.

Plop, plop, I distinctly heard my heart beating slower and lighter, as if it could disappear at any moment, and death was so close to me at that moment.

But I didn't die, for the tape from my mouth was torn open, and a warm liquid with a thick smell of blood was poured into my mouth, which was Edward's blood, and it was also the blood of a vampire.

I was completely unconscious.

......

By the time I was taken out of the bathtub by Edward and brought back to his room, it was late at night.

As I lay on the bed, I felt a magical force in my limbs that was rejuvenating my body.

Just as I was delighted to delve deeper into what was going on in my body, Edward came to my bedside like a devil in hell and told me that I had just completed my first embrace and that I would be a vampire like him from now on.

When I heard the bad news, I was instantly blinded that I had become a vampire, which did not mean that from now on I would have to live in a dark corner forever, never to enjoy the warm sunshine again, and never to return to the human world.

Little by little, despair filled my whole being, and my gaze at the ceiling became extremely dull and confused.

As the long night passed by my side and my brain and body became numb, I took out my pen and diary and began to record the course of the day.

I don't know why I'm doing this, maybe it's because I've made it a habit or because I still have something important to do, and journaling is a constant reminder.