Chenguang leaned on Shen Run and did not speak.

Shen Run couldn't tell if she was still worried about those messy things, but her mood was not very happy, and he could feel it.

"Sleep." He patted her lightly and whispered, "It's useless to think about this kind of thing, sooner or later you will know." ”

Chenguang still didn't speak, and he didn't mean to lie down.

Shen Run felt strange and asked suspiciously, "What are you thinking?" ”

Chenguang nestled motionless on him, silent for a while, and his voice was like a mosquito:

"Xiao Run......

"Huh?"

"I'm not very good at ......," she said, her breath was weak, and her soft voice seemed to float from the sky, Shen Run hugged her, but felt that her voice was very unreal.

His heart thumped.

At the moment when her voice fell, he didn't react to what "not very good" meant, but he thought it was not good, and after a change of thought, he understood, lowered his eyes, pulled her hand out from under the quilt, and rolled up the snow-white wide sleeves.

She likes clothes with wide sleeves, even when she goes to sleep, and she always seems to subconsciously want to hide her hands.

The snow-white and tender little hands, at this moment, the thick green tendons under the translucent skin did not look like a woman, and they had turned dark red, hideous all over, as if they were bouncing, and even the rapid flow of blood could be heard. The veins were constantly agitating, stretching all the way up her slender arms, hiding in her clothes.

Shen Run held her hand, not to mention fear, because it was not the first time he had seen him, and it stands to reason that he should be very used to it, but every time he saw such a scene, he still had an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

It's not that he can't face it, but seeing it, he is always a little unacceptable, and at the same time, he spurns himself who can't accept it.

He held her hand and was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "When did it start?" Was it okay when you came back, but did you start suddenly? ”

This question is important, for her body. In the past, she would have a period of aura before the seizure, the first few years she had a seizure on the night of the full moon, and then the pattern was disrupted for some reason, but even if the pattern was interrupted, she still had an aura before the seizure, the difference was only in the length of the aura period. But to-day he was completely unaware of the precursors of her seizures, which, if they had begun suddenly, were a completely new form, and felt no better than they had been before.

He didn't want to say "deterioration", he was now disgusted with the word to the extreme, and inexplicably, he remembered the vicious words that Yan Ying had said to him that day on Kaaki Island in a tone that showed off that he knew everything.

His heart sank to the bottom.

Chenguang's body began to tremble, and she was held in his arms as before, but her body trembled violently.

Shen Run didn't know how she felt during the seizure, she wouldn't tell him, and he couldn't have grabbed her and asked. He had quietly asked the people around her, but no one knew, because she was the only one who could have such a seizure. It is said that Chenguang has no pain, but Shen Run felt that she must have been very painful during the attack, and he inexplicably felt that the feeling she felt when she had a seizure was pain, if it wasn't for the pain, she wouldn't have become like this, helpless, weak and pitiful.

He was still sitting on the bed in the same position as before, his chest against her back, and at this time he felt that she was very emaciated, as if he were holding a skeleton, her skeleton was cold, dry, fragile, and lifeless.

He tried to soothe her a little, his hand gently rubbing her arm.

He felt that she was struggling to endure, and she was enduring every time, though in the end she still had to give in to her bloody desires, but every time she had to endure at the beginning.

She didn't want to lose, but defeat was doomed.

"Don't put up with it if it's uncomfortable." He whispered to her.

He was very uncomfortable, he was not willing to raise a "monster" with his own blood, not to say that his own pride did not allow him to do so, but to say that the act itself was absurd and bizarre, unreasonable, illogical, and should not exist at all, as if it were an unfunny joke. But the object is her, and he can't help the intolerance and discomfort in his heart. He said things that were contrary to his thoughts, but they were in his heart.

Her hand suddenly grabbed his arm, and suddenly, the cold invaded his sleeve between her fingers, making him feel a chill. She had no strength, and her hand grabbed his arm, but the feeling was unusually strong. Shen Run looked down, only to feel that her pale hands were like claws.

His gaze fell on the skin behind her ear, the light was dim, but he could vaguely feel the bulging veins rushing up, and he could probably understand why she was so reluctant to turn her head.

After a pause, he suddenly raised his hand and waved a palm at the lamp in the distance, and the flickering candle flame went out, plunging the room into darkness.

He felt her body stiffen slightly.

She's still conscious.

“…… Does it hurt? In the darkness, he whispered in her ear.

She didn't answer.

At first, Shen Run thought she was reluctant to answer, but she didn't make a sound for a long time, and she didn't make any movement except that her body was trembling on its own because of the surge of blood. After a long time, Shen Run began to wonder if she had lost consciousness, he felt uneasy, and just wanted to ask her.

"Xiao Run, don't ask ......me," she whispered in the dark, so light that she couldn't hear it if she didn't listen carefully, and her breath looked chaotic because of the trembling.

Shen Run's heart froze for a moment.

She turned her head, her trembling fingers touched his neck, her fingertips were cold and thin, falling on his neck, he tried to endure it so that he didn't subconsciously shiver, but his tight skin still trembled.

"Really," she said, with a dull smile at the end of the scale, a mocking smack. The cold fingertips rubbed against his healthy beating veins, and she wanted to say "It's disgusting", but only said one word. Even in a half-sober and half-crazy state, she still has a self-esteem that plays a role in self-preservation, and her self-esteem makes it impossible for her to say the last two words, so she can only hide it with a light smile.

"What the hell is this?" He heard her sigh softly in the darkness, and though she smiled, the pain in her body had distorted her breath and voice, like the wind passing through the flute, like a devil crying.

Shen Run didn't know if she had such a sigh because she felt him tremble, he felt a little guilty, and at the same time, an indescribable sour feeling surged in his heart.

She ended up biting him anyway, after struggling for a long time.

Her "what the hell is it" replaced her terrifying swallowing sound, which echoed in his mind.

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