On that day, the power went out in the institute, and she had a day off in desperation, and she had nothing to do on weekdays except research and work. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info sister also doesn't have time, shopping? She doesn't have that in mind at the moment.

So she could only move her place of work to her home and record some of her daily thoughts.

As a workaholic, she didn't know that time had flown by, and the sky darkened in a blink of an eye.

Until there was a clang on the balcony, and the sound of something breaking was startled by her, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the balcony vigilantly, although it may be someone mischievous, but it is not impossible to do it.

She got up slowly, the woman's instinct drove her to pull a pistol from the drawer, and with a safeguard in her hand, her heart relaxed a little, but she was still very vigilant and walked to the balcony.

Soon, she saw a white-haired man, a man, squatting next to the broken flower pot outside the closed balcony door.

This man's hand was clutching the railing, his nails were extremely sharp, and his nails were also sinking into the flesh and blood of the railing, and the railing was covered with blood, and the clothes on his body were also scraped and tattered.

Perhaps hearing the sound of the house, he turned his head to look inside, and it was a pair of blood-red eyes, shining in the night, and looking very dangerous.

She suddenly had the idea of watching a sci-fi movie of her own, and slowly pointed the pistol at him, because she saw him move through the balcony door.

He let go of his hands, got up and turned to the house, looking at the woman in the room, a look of surprise flashing in his blood-red eyes. But his scorching body didn't allow him to think about anything, and he endured the pain and bloodlust of his whole body.

Blood flowed down the palms of her hands to her nails, dripping on the ground, and the woman in the room kept pointing a gun at herself, but she didn't do it for a long time, probably with the idea that the enemy would not move and I would not move. The blood in his body was boiling backwards, and his pale face was a little red.

The two of them froze, she watched him tremble all over, her brows furrowed, as if she was suffering something, and when she didn't know what to do, there was a loud noise, which frightened her immediately and tightly clasped the gun, and took two steps back.

It turned out that he was really unbearable, and slammed his fist on the balcony door, but although the sound was loud, there was no damage, but the hammer that was already full of blood on the glass door made a blood stain appear on the door.

Slowly, he squatted down seemingly weakly, sat on the ground with his hands hanging on the ground, and stared at Shirley with those scary eyes.

Seeing that he didn't move, Shirley hesitated, slowly walked to the balcony with a gun, stretched out her hand to open the balcony door, but looking at the eyes that seemed to burn everything, her hand paused on the doorknob and didn't move, she swallowed her saliva, opened the balcony door, and pointed the gun at him.

But he was motionless, except that his eyes would move with her movements, and he was like a corpse, lifeless. Shirley calmed down for a moment and whispered, "Who are you!" ”

He still looked at her, silent for a long time, her eyes widened for a moment, he opened his mouth slightly, and four sharp teeth appeared up and down that often appeared in movies.

He opened his mouth, hoarsely muttering "blood ......" and reciting it, thinking of something, and closed his mouth again.

Is he sick or is he ...... She frowned and said something by mistake.

"What do you need?"

What is needed...... He looked at the muzzle of the gun that had been pointed at him and needed to die. But no, although life is better than death now, but I have survived so many years, and now I choose to die, it is too much of a loss, and this gun can't kill myself. He didn't even have the strength to sigh now, so he could only close his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly felt something reach into his mouth, it was very sweet, but ...... It seems that there is something mixed in, and that is what I need most at all times.

He opened his eyes and saw the girl crouching in front of him, holding the chocolate she had just opened in one hand and the other hand...... There was a small wound on the index finger, bubbling with a trace of blood.

His eyes were hot on the injured index finger, and the chocolate in his mouth didn't chew, letting it melt on his tongue little by little.

I don't know what I'm thinking, I really sent some blood into his mouth, her face was a little red at the moment, watching him stare at his wound, it should be right, he needs this.

Some couldn't stand the control, he didn't know where he got the strength, grabbed her hand, startled her, and immediately froze there, although the nails were pointed, but he didn't use force, she just felt a little prickly.

He slowly pulled the finger towards him, and as soon as he opened his mouth slightly, the hand was withdrawn, only to see that she had come back to her senses, and put her hand tightly in her arms, her eyes full of vigilance.

The stalemate hand trembled slightly, and soon hung down weakly. He closed his eyes and spoke in a voice so small that he could barely catch it

"I'm sorry."

As long as you stay up for a while, faint for a while, and rest for a while, this time will be considered over. Although it seems that I found it by chance, I can't do anything now, and I can't get it if I find it. That trace of blood seemed to soothe his pain a lot, and it also gave him the strength to think cranky.

But it wasn't long before his mouth was pried open again, and his tongue moved to touch it, and as it trembled violently, he seemed to have tasted the delicacies of the world.

She put her finger in his mouth, and her heart was beating rapidly, she didn't know what was going to happen, and she didn't know why she was doing it, probably because no matter how precocious she was, she was only seventeen years old, and the compassion she thought she didn't have suddenly flooded. It could also be because of ...... His apology.

His tongue ran across his wound, a tingling pain that made her frown, perhaps sensing her fear, his sharp teeth biting her lightly, but not hurting her fingers at all.

Perhaps sensing his overtures, her heart slowly sank, but the feeling of her fingers being held made her very awkward and uncomfortable, and his baby-like sucking fingers made her face very red, and her heartbeat was so fast that she forgot the subtle pain.

Feeling himself slowly regain some strength, he opened his eyes, opened his mouth, tilted his head back, and let go of her fingers. The amount was not enough, and in front of Delicious, he began to be a little uncontrollable. Seeing that she looked at himself in a daze, he grabbed her hand and bit her wrist.

The sudden stinging pain made her come back to her senses instantly, and she wanted to withdraw her hand immediately in a panic, but he grabbed her hand tightly, and his nails didn't know when they became the smoothness of an ordinary human, and slowly she felt her physical strength disappear, and her eyes flickered, and she fainted.

The sunlight pierced her eyes, waking her up from her slumber, slowly opening her eyes, her eyes turned left and right, this was in her room, she got up slowly, she didn't feel any discomfort, just a little weak, she looked at everything normal in front of her suspiciously, did she have a ridiculous dream? Too focused on work to ...... all of a sudden?

Thinking so, she looked down at her hand, which froze, her wrist neatly bandaged and a band-aid on her finger. Stretched out the injured hand, there was no pain, and no blood was seen.

She was still wearing last night's clothes, and she got up and opened the door. As a result, I was startled by the man sitting outside the door, it was him.

But at this moment, his hair color and eye color are black, and his hands are very normal, just like a normal person. He bent his legs and clasped his hands, looking straight at her, like a ...... Puppy.

"Why are you still here?" She stood at the door, thinking of the hard bite he had on her wrist last night, and asked in a cold tone with some anger in her heart.

Perhaps hearing her anger, he didn't dare to look at her and buried his head between his legs.

Her heart softened, and she was about to say something, when she suddenly felt a sense of weakness, this time she knew what her weakness was, she was hungry. Yes, I forgot the time for work, and that happened again, and I didn't eat last night.

She glanced at him and walked past him to the living room. When he didn't know how to calm her anger and make his own demands. With a slight push on his hand, he looked up, her tone undiminished.

"Get up."

He timidly got up and obediently followed her to the living room, where there were two bowls of steaming instant noodles on the table. Maybe it was because she felt a little shabby, and she blushed unnaturally, but she quickly figured it out, why be too nice to him. Without saying a word, he sat down and tore open his instant noodles.

He looked at her, sat down too, and then looked at the instant noodles in front of him a little at a loss, and learned from her to tear the top of the paper apart, and then picked up a fork and sent the noodles into his mouth little by little.

She felt that the noodles were a little hot, so she stopped for a while, but at a glance, he was working hard, the heat seemed to be just decoration, and he didn't feel hot at all, and the speed of eating noodles made her dumbfounded.

The two sat on the couch and didn't say a word.

She didn't know what she was thinking, staring at the balcony and not speaking, while he looked at her cautiously, wanting to speak, but not daring. After a long time, she turned her head to stare into his eyes and spoke expressionlessly.

"Who are you, why are you here, and what happened after that...... Causes. ”

His eyes rolled, and there was some hesitation in his eyes, but he quickly made up his mind, looked her squarely and said, "My name is ...... Asamay. ”

"You're not Japanese?" "No, I'm Japanese, this is my ...... I'm a vampire...... That's my name in the race. ”

Vampire, although she has long known something, but she still can't help but think that he may have a strange disease, the news said.

He paused and continued, "All I can say is that I'm not human, my family is all vampires, but...... I grew up living outside on my own. Since it's a vampire, we need to suck blood. As if afraid that she would misunderstand, he quickly added, "We are not what you think, we need to suck blood every day, we will only be bloodthirsty for five hours a month." ”

"Fixed?" She couldn't help but be curious about the information about this new breed, and of course, a little skeptical. "About five hours before and after we were born, when we were bloodthirsty."

"Why are you on my balcony?" She also broke my flower pot, she added.

Speaking of this question, a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes unexpectedly, "My bloodthirsty time starts at eight o'clock in the evening, and I would normally stay at home during this period of time and not go out, but on the way home, I happened to pass by an alley and accidentally witnessed the murder scene of two people." I didn't care about it and didn't want to pay attention to it, but those two people saw me. ”

She raised an eyebrow when she heard the killing, looked at him, and found that he had an indifferent expression, and there was no fear or surprise that she saw this scene. It's like...... It's just normal to see two people chatting.

"It was almost time and I didn't want to get tangled up with them, so I was going to ...... But I can't, so I can only hide, they are very annoying, shoot me, have not been relenting, when I finally get rid of them, the time is up, I can't control it, I want to suck blood, and I happened to be downstairs in your house at that time, only your room is lit up, out of control for a while, just ......"

"You're going to kill them?" She finished what he hadn't said, wanting to see how he reacted.

He nodded very frankly, and she frowned, "Kill them and you'll be completely out of control, right?" ”

She remembered his razor-sharp nails, but on the balcony, he had been suppressing himself and not hurting himself, and the coldness on her face dropped a lot at the thought of this.

"You...... Don't want to suck blood? ”

He shook his head, but nodded again. His hands touched his cheeks, and it seemed a little painful. "If you want to spend five hours without pain, you have to draw enough blood."

“…… How much"

He looked at her, "Five." He stretched out his palm and said slowly, "The blood of the five people's bodies is drained." And once you taste the first drop of blood, it will get out of control, your body will not be controlled by your consciousness, kill five people, and suck them up. ”

Although she was frightened to hear it, she quickly reacted, stretched out her bandaged hand, and looked at him without speaking.

He understood her doubts, and after saying so much, he suddenly smiled, "There are three ways to get through those five hours, the first is what I just said." The second is forbearance. It may be painful, but it doesn't have to be killed. ”

With that, he suddenly grabbed her hand and startled her, but she didn't shrink back unexpectedly, just pretended to be calm and looked at him.

He carefully touched the bandage and smiled like a child, "The third is to find a blood donor." ”