I cautiously walked over to the couch and saw the man sitting motionless as if he were dead. At this time, the man noticed that I was behind me and turned to look at me. I saw a pair of blood-red eyes, and pale skin. Reminds me of "vampire" on TV, and I shudder. After adjusting my nervousness, I asked, "I feel like my vision and hearing have changed a lot, what's going on?" Also, Are you a vampire? What's all going on? ”

The man still looked at me motionlessly, and didn't seem to want to answer my question. I was a little overwhelmed, and after a while the man looked away, which made me feel a little more relaxed, and he said, "Specifically, you're dead." Now we're just walking corpses, but unlike the others, we're more advanced. You need to adapt to the current change, it's best to be able to control yourself, other things, I'll tell you later, now I'm going to leave for a while, you can do it yourself, I hope we can meet again, and tell you again, my name is Heyi, don't call me "hey""!

I chuckled in my heart, he was leaving? So what do I do? Just as I was about to ask him again, Kazui had disappeared, and I was the only one left in the room.

I sat back on the couch so that my tension could be eased a little. My mind is so chaotic that I have to sort it out. He had just said that I was dead and that I was now just a high-level walking corpse, and warned me to learn to control myself. So what have I become now? Am I going crazy and attacking humans when I'm hungry? Suddenly I thought of Kazui's face and his blood-red eyes. "I think now I'd better find a mirror and see what I look like." I said to myself.

I looked around and easily found the switch for the light in the darkness. Turn on the lights and drive away the darkness in the house. Where I am, is the living room on the first floor. The interior is modern and minimalist, which is completely different from what I imagined a retro castle to look like. Next to the living room is the kitchen, and I saw that the kitchen was very complete, but it didn't seem to have been used at all, just a hidden ornament. I walked over and opened the refrigerator, expecting it to be empty, but to my horror, the refrigerator was filled with bags of blood, which looked like human blood. I was so frightened that I quickly closed the refrigerator, but what surprised me even more was that the moment I closed the refrigerator, I seemed to be a little unable to control myself, as if I had an incomparable thirst for blood. There was also a hot feeling in my throat, and it felt like telling me to drink, drink. I was painfully trying to get rid of this thought, but my hands were out of control, and I opened the refrigerator again to get the blood in front of me. I could smell the blood and it made me want to stop.

"I can't do this, I can't—" I threw away the bag of blood in my hand like crazy and ran out of the kitchen. Back in the living room, I curled up on the couch. I thought of the intense thirst for blood and the burning hunger in my throat. Coupled with what He Yi said to me before leaving, I finally understood the meaning of his words.

I couldn't accept that I had become a blood-sucking monster. I can imagine what my family would do when they found out that I was missing, especially my elderly grandmother. Did the thorns that grew here and there cause harm to their families, and did they also poison and almost die like I did before?

I stretched out my hands and looked at my pale skin, and I could imagine myself now. At this time, I suddenly realized that the door I had just entered had appeared at some point, and it was not far from me. I could vaguely see light coming in through the gap under the door. Could it be the sun? That is, the fog outside has faded? I jerked over and opened the door, and found that it was sunny outside, and the fog had faded, but the thorns were still there, and seemed to have stopped growing. The ruined mess around the house gives you an idea of what the streets would be like. "This is a near-devastating havoc," I said as I walked outside. But the moment I touched the sun, I jerked back indoors. I saw that the body that had just been illuminated by the sun began to smoke, and a strong burning sensation came, and the pain was incomparable, as if a person had been burned by a fire. Immediately after that, the skin that had been burned by the sun began to fester, and the white bones were already exposed in the serious places, and I watched the changes that happened to my body in amazement, and finally understood the meaning of the phrase "I can only live in the dark". But soon the wound healed on its own, and there was no scar left at the end, only the strong burning sensation just now made me remember it vividly.

I stood in the house, looking at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, turned around and looked at the darkness behind me, and suddenly realized how kind it was. "Maybe it's your destiny," I remembered what I had said to Yi before I turned into a vampire. I sat quietly on the floor, in the middle of the darkness and the light, with a rare peace and tranquility in my heart. "I don't want to completely surrender to the darkness, and I don't want to abandon the light completely, wouldn't that be too greedy?" I thought to myself, "The light has brought me endless pain, but the darkness has brought peace." But throwing myself completely into the darkness turns me into a bloodthirsty monster, which makes me more miserable. And the light, even if it has brought me pain, can also suppress the monster in my heart. What should I do, how can I save myself? "I was thinking about it, and I don't know where I suddenly threw something and fell into my arms, and something sticky splashed on my face. I looked down at the thing in my arms and saw that it was actually a bloody hand, which I quickly threw aside. I touched the liquid on my face and found that it was the blood of that hand, and the smell of blood filled my nostrils for a moment. At this time, the hunger and thirst for blood in the body suddenly surged up, and the throat was hot. I cursed in my heart and tried to suppress this desire. But it was too late, and the smell of blood on my body and my bloody hands on the ground made me almost crazy. I grabbed the severed hand, tore it off and put it in my mouth, and the smell of blood filled my mouth in an instant. The taste was as familiar and fascinated as the taste of my mother's cooking, and I felt like I was going to get lost in it.

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