Consciousness floats in the dark void, and he is the only one left in the whole world. Despite feeling lonely and cold, he does not desire to fit in with his kind for warmth.

Shi Jiamu remembered Schopenhauer's fable about the porcupine.

On a cold winter day, in order to avoid freezing, a herd of porcupines hugs each other to keep warm. But they were soon pricked by each other's hard stingers. In this way, they are forced to separate. But for warmth, their bodies approached again, and the hard thorns on their bodies pricked them again. These porcupines were tormented by both kinds of pain until they finally found a distance that was just enough to tolerate each other.

For Shi Jiamu, he would rather endure the cold than be pricked by a hard sting. After thinking about this, he can finally face life and the gaze of others calmly, not extravagant, not self-complaining, looking down on gains and losses, warming himself by his own heat, and accepting it calmly even if he walks in loneliness forever.

Life is a long wait, and before I grow old, sleep is as sweet and peaceful as death. But before the real death came, he opened his eyes and returned to the imperfect world full of temptations and distractions.

The ceiling is white, the walls are white, the pillows are white, the bedding is white, and even the face of the girl in front of me is almost transparent.

"Are you awake and sleeping well?" Chen Lian closed the book and looked at him with a smile, her eyes revealing a long-lost lightness.

Shi Jiamu moved his fingers, and there was a needle stuck in the back of his left hand, and the transparent liquid flowed into his veins one by one. "I ...... How long have you been asleep? ”

"About ten hours. Don't get up in a hurry, you've lost a lot of blood and need to recuperate. ”

Shi Jiamu subconsciously raised his right hand, touched the left side of his head and neck, and touched the gauze and tape with his fingertips, "Here...... Are there two ugly holes? ”

"Yes, but I think ...... The shape is beautiful. ”

"Will there be scars?"

"It's possible. You can cover it with a collar or tie a silk scarf. ”

With a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were like the spring water of the Seine, Shi Jiamu couldn't help but reach out and wanted to touch her face, but he felt too reckless, so he temporarily changed direction and pressed on the back of her hand.

"Is it all over?"

"It's over. I'm curious, though, how did you come up with that idea? ”

"Well, when I was in high school at Songjiang Middle School, I was absent in chemistry class, I couldn't learn well, and what the teacher said was in the left ear and out of the right ear, and I hung a red light on every exam. Once, when I was doing a student experiment, I wanted to use silver nitrate, and the teacher said that it was very expensive, so I could save a little and drop a few drops. I was confused for a while, uh, stole a whole bottle and hid it in my pocket, intending to take it back to alchemy to play, but was reported and exposed by my tablemates. ”

"The chemistry teacher was a nice person, didn't make a noise, left me alone after class, and asked me why I did it. I was in a hurry, saying that I watched the vampire movie, and I was scared at night, and I didn't dare to close my eyes to sleep, and the movie said that vampires are afraid of silver, so I took a bottle of silver nitrate back and put it next to the pillow to defend myself. ”

"The teacher began to educate me that there are no vampires in this world, silver nitrate is corrosive, and chemical reagents cannot be taken out of the laboratory casually. At that time, I was only a freshman in high school, and I was quite honest, so I bowed my head and admitted my mistakes, accepted it with an open mind, and didn't dare to talk back to the teacher......"

Chen Lian didn't withdraw her hand, just let him hold it, feeling the heat in his palm, warming his cold body a little bit.

"This incident left a deep impression, so Zhao Wei said that pure silver can form deadly toxins when it comes into contact with vampire blood, so I thought, what about soluble silver salts? For example, silver nitrate, can it work? If so, how? ”

"I remember watching a movie for a long time, I can't remember the title, there is a plot in it, a vampire who has lived for an unknown number of years, drank the blood of a dead corpse and was poisoned, first his throat was cut, and then he was burned beyond recognition by a fire......"

Shi Jiamu struggled to think about the title, and Chen Lian reminded him: "Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles, a very famous vampire film. ”

"Yes, the screenwriter is talking nonsense, the blood of dead corpses is not so magical, but if the blood is mixed with a high concentration of silver ions, it is a deadly poison for vampires. Injecting silver nitrate directly into the bloodstream was too diluted to be useless, and the thing itself was corrosive and too dangerous, so I considered implanting some small capsules under the skin on the side of my neck, which contained a high concentration of silver nitrate, and the vampire's fangs pierced the capsule, and the silver nitrate was sucked into the other party's mouth along with the blood. ”

Hearing this, Chen Lian sighed softly, "No one has ever thought of implanting capsules to poison, you are the first, and it is indeed very effective." As Vivian climbed the cliff, Kitavia collapsed in the bushes a few paces away, foaming at the mouth, her face as black as the bottom of a pot, her hands and feet still twitching. Vivian cut off her head with his own hands and pierced her heart, and Kitavia, of the Bruch tribe, completely disappeared from this world. ”

"There was no danger, good luck. Finally a happy ending. ”

"Thank you......"

"Well, you're welcome." After talking for a long time, Shi Jiamu felt a little tired, held her hand, and slowly closed his eyes.