[Twilight] The Last Blood Hunt

I couldn't think of any other way to save him than half-dragged and half-carried him back to the cabin.

He was so heavy, like a huge rock on my shoulders.Maybe he is just a rock, after all, how can anyone's body be so hard?Although I have seen people who can count on their fingers.

For the first time, I found that the distance from the slope to the top of the mountain is so far, so far that I feel a little hopeless.With all my strength, I finally succeeded in dragging him back to the cabin and throwing him on the bed.

I collapsed on the ground panting, my body began to sweat non-stop, and the doors and windows were wide open, but it didn't bring me any coolness.I looked back at him, he was still motionless, did I save a stone statue?

I rolled up my sleeves and helped him lie upright on the bed.

When I bent down to approach him, I saw his long and thick eyelashes trembling slightly.Then he is indeed a living person. As for why he can't move, I think he may know the reason when he can move.

In addition to his clothes, there were spots of blood on his face, and some residual dirt on his hands, which should have been stained by falling among the flowers.

I washed the cloth towel with water in a basin, and carefully wiped off the dirty things.As for the clothes, I don't think I can take them off and wash them. It's embarrassing to think about it, so forget it.

I don't know how long he'll have to lie down before he wakes up, but there's no way I'm going to stay here with him all the time—because I'm hungry.

I spent too much energy today, so I decided to make a delicious meal to comfort myself.But until the evening comes, I think it would be better to stay here, so as not to cause trouble.

I was exhausted, but I could only sit on the ground against the edge of the bed.

Feeling hungry and tired is really tormenting, thinking of the person who occupied the only bed in the room, I couldn't help but raise my head and give him a hard look.

I groaned in my heart, and my mouth couldn't stop sighing.My eyelids started to fight, my vision became blurred, and I finally fell down on the side of the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I saw a pair of dark eyes like ink.

I was stunned for a moment, but the back of my ear started to burn like it was on fire—it was him.I was a little nervous, and my speech became stammered, "You... are you awake?"

I blinked and looked elsewhere.When I was standing up, I found that my already numb legs were extremely uncooperative—unfortunately, I was going to fall towards the bed.

Luckily, he reached out to support me.

His hands held my arms firmly, and even through a layer of clothes, I could feel his fingers were as cold as if there was cold seeping out.

My face turned even redder, biting my lips slightly, and my voice was as vague as the buzzing of a mosquito, "Thank you...you can let me go."

His hands loosened and lowered slowly, falling to his side.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, hoping that my smile will not be ugly now, "Hello, I am Arsinodora."

I thought for a while and continued: "I see that you...are injured, so I brought you here, please forgive me if I offend you." God, what the hell am I talking about?Obviously I saved him, why am I so polite.

"Cairus." His words interrupted the chaotic thoughts in my head.

"My name." Before I could say anything, he added.

His name turned out to be Caius, and I murmured that name in my head, and it sounded good.

The afterglow of the setting sun slipped quietly into the house through the door, and I realized that it was already so late.I finally remembered my poor stomach, and I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable again if this goes on.

Of course, I didn't forget that there was one more person today. I looked at Caius, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

When it comes to eating, he stares at me more intensely, and the blackness in his pupils is like a swirling vortex sinking towards the center.

I was a little scared by him, so I could only smile dryly and wait for his answer.

"I don't need it." His voice was as cold as his body.

His refusal was unexpected and reasonable to me.

Since he doesn't need it, why should I be too enthusiastic.

I went to the kitchen next door and simply cooked some meals for today's dinner.

The kitchen has plenty of space, with a square table and two stools.

I sat at the table and slowly chewed the food in my mouth.The ingredients Tim sent this time were not very fresh. He probably needed money again so he deducted some.

I shook my head with a wry smile.In fact, I should have gotten used to it long ago. With my identity, what qualifications can I be picky about?

A shadow was cast in front of my eyes, so I quickly raised my head to look at the other side——Caius sat down.

"Do you just eat these?" His voice was muffled, as if he was very unhappy.

I don't know how to answer, but I have to say something, "That's good, Caius, maybe you'd like to try it?"

I felt my eyes staring at him involuntarily, and my lips moved uncontrollably, "I think my craft is not bad."

His eyebrows moved slightly, and he nodded reluctantly.

Oddly enough, I didn't think of getting another set of tableware for him, but picked up the food with my own chopsticks and reached out to him.

Caius also opened his mouth naturally and took it.The food never stays in his mouth longer than the blink of an eye, and I saw his Adam's apple slide quickly—he swallowed.

I suddenly realized what the hell I had just done, and my cheeks started to flush again.But this time seems to be much better than the previous few times, after all, in a sense, I'm used to it.

It's only been half a day since Caius broke into my territory rashly, and the relationship between me and him has become so delicate.

I remembered what my mother once said, the relationship between people is so wonderful.

When dinner was over, the next question followed.

The dining table can be shared, but there is only one bed, so I'm afraid I can't share it with him.

The bed is not very big, just big enough for my mother and me when I was a child.Now that I'm grown up and my mother's gone, there's only room for one person.

But where will Caius sleep, and looking at the pattern embroidered on his clothes, it is not difficult to guess that he must be not an ordinary person.

My cabin is cozy enough, but simple enough.

I walked out of the house, and Caius followed me with a very strange step.

It was already dark, and the moon was shining brightly above another mountain, pouring down like flowing water.

I turned around and looked up at Caius, "It's getting dark."

He moved and stood beside me, and gave a low "hmm".

I hesitated, thinking hard about how to speak.

"I rested well in the afternoon, and I don't really need sleep at night." Caius spoke first, did he find out my embarrassment so easily?

"I'm sorry, maybe I can think of a way tomorrow..." I was a little flustered, and said in a rambling manner.

"Acinodora," Caius interrupted me, calling my name.

My shoulders were tightly held by his hands, he bent down, his stern face gradually enlarged in front of my eyes, "You are tired, go and rest first."

I looked at him absent-mindedly, and found that his eyes were no longer calm, as if a cloud of black mist was violently rolling.

I lowered my eyes to my toes, then nodded.

I walked into the cabin alone, and couldn't help but look at him the moment before I closed the door.

Looking at his back, I faintly felt that something was about to happen.It may be a good thing or a bad thing, but I hope that today's night can still be spent as always.

The author has something to say:

The relationship between the hero and heroine, how should I put it, I feel that there is less room for me to describe it.The male protagonist can still be interpreted as a predestined love according to the setting of the original book, but the female protagonist wants to fall in love with him step by step like an ordinary person.My idea is that firstly, the heroine has met relatively few people since she was a child, and then the male lead is incomparable, plus some small details of getting along, sharing joys and sorrows, and so on, love will sprout.Forgive the author for not understanding love QAQ

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