The Blood Hourglass

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The gray sky was sprinkled with drizzle, like spring weather, but I took my father’s hand and walked on a street that does not belong to this season, there are few people, sparse, and the most eye-catching is the roadside Lying there was a dying young woman with disheveled clothes and rags. She stared at us with her godless gray eyes. There was nothing but the breath of death in her eyes. Dad stopped and stood there. In front of the woman, with a sad face, she finally shook her head and led me to move forward. The gray wind swept waste paper and dead leaves before my eyes.

"Dad, if I have something to go out, I will be back soon." As soon as I got home, I was anxious to go out.

"The weather outside is not so good, let's add some clothes!" Dad went into the kitchen as soon as he got home and was busy cleaning the vegetables and meat we just bought. Because Dad got the bonus today, he was ready to make a rich table. Dinner to celebrate.

"Got it!" I promised to walk into the bedroom, and took a black cloak from the closet. The cloak is my favorite dress because it can block the wind and rain. As for black? I think it is the color of night, the color of silence, the color of beauty.

Putting on the long cloak that mopped the floor, I silently said a word in my heart, and released the first seal, leaped out the window like wind, left the bedroom, and left the house.

A dark shadow flashed across the gray street, and finally stopped in front of the woman who only breathed. It turned out to be a girl in a long night cloak, but she leaned over and said to the woman: "I can give you Immortal life, but as a price, you must pay your soul." The woman exhausted her only strength and blinked at the little girl slightly, so she saw the little girl put her head close to the woman’s neck and then Exposed a pair of sharp fangs, bit them down, but the woman's face was full of happiness, and soon the little girl put away her fangs, and then used her long pointed nails on her arm A small hole was drawn on it, and the sinful liquid quickly poured out from that hole and dripped into her mouth. As she inhaled bit by bit, the **** of death moved farther and farther away from her. This is strange The scene was completely caught by the dark night man in the corner. After seeing the woman recovering, the little girl left. With the disappearance of her back, a vague sentence floated: "Treasure the lives of others like your own." The woman got up and walked, so (he) also left, leaving only the wind, it was still curled with leaves and dust, adding a touch of color to this colorless street, although it was only gray.

"Jing'er, come down for breakfast, it's late." Dad shouted downstairs. For two years, this has been a routine every morning.

"I see, I'll be right there." After I freshened up, I grabbed my schoolbag and rushed upstairs. For me, someone asking me to have breakfast every morning is the happiest thing in the morning, so to speak, I am waiting for this moment almost every morning.

"Today is fried dough sticks and soy milk, your favorite." Dad said to me while reading the newspaper.

"Dad, why don't you eat it?" I asked my dad who was staring at the newspaper in a trance.

"There is a very strange report on this." Dad still stared at the upper left corner of the newspaper.

"What's weird?" I asked as I ate.

"It is said that a murder occurred in a village called Weicun." Dad described.

"Murders are happening everywhere every day. What's weird about this?" I disapproved and drank a lot of soy milk. The slippery feeling of flowing into the throat was really an unspeakable enjoyment.

"But the above said, the deceased seemed to have been sucked blood by some animal." The more he talked about it, the more incredible his father felt.

"Someone saw it?" I suddenly remembered something.

"No." Dad shook his head helplessly.

"Then how can I know that I was killed by an animal sucking blood?" In fact, I have never been very interested in such things, but this time it seems. . . . . .

"The report said that there were four neat holes in the neck of the deceased. The person concerned suspected that it was caused by some kind of animal teeth." Dad kept repeating the text in the newspaper.

"Vampire!" I bit a piece of fried dough stick and said decisively.

"Vampire? Jinger, have you read too many novels? I heard from my dad that there is no such thing as a vampire in this world. Its appearance is just an explanation for some unsolvable phenomena. The explanation is not scientific at all." Dad taught me like a parent.

"Oh, I see." I didn't refute, and I didn't need to refute. Regarding something that you don’t believe from the bottom of your heart, no matter how others exemplify it, you still won’t believe it, unless you see it with your own eyes, but at this time, let me find the real thing to make him believe it! What's more, some things are better not to know than to know.

"However, this animal is really terrible, no different from a vampire. I don't know what happened at that time." Dad lamented that I couldn't imagine what happened at that time, but I can. I can clearly imagine what happened in that village. In every scene, I clearly heard every sound coming from there.

Night fell. In a remote village, in a brightly lit room, the extravagant and indulgent laughter of men and women continued to be heard, but suddenly I heard a scream that cut through the sky. The whole village became silent. This is a terrible silence that does not belong to this world. It is like the silence when I walk into the cemetery at midnight, but it is also the kind of silence I like. It makes me feel comfortable and safe. , Feel my existence.

The villagers kept pouring out of their houses, walking in the direction of the scream.

"Ah..." It was another scream, the difference was that it came from the villagers, not just one, but countless screams, what did they see and what made them Such fear. Some of them called the police, the police came, dispersed the villagers, took away the dead bodies, and closed the scene as if everything had passed. They left silently, everyone left, only that kind of The static I like, there is not a trace of mixed static.

"Jing, what are you thinking about?" Xiaoya woke me up in a daze.

"It's nothing." I replied coldly. I was used to this kind of daze for a long time, because it was a daze. I think "silence" is more appropriate. Maybe it is not suitable for girls of my age, Xiaoya is A good negative example.

"Nothing is fine, let's go to lunch, today we have KFC chicken." Without waiting for a reaction, I drove me to the KFC chicken shop across from the school, and pounced on it like a hunting bat. Prey.

(Xiaoya, a cute junior high school girl, my classmate, and my only friend. She is cheerful, innocent, and simple. She loves KFC's spicy burgers. She often takes me to eat together, and she also admires singers. A star, a pure junior high school girl. Another point, she is very gentle, and her gentleness is the most irresistible thing for me.)

Sitting in the dining room, I fell silent again, thinking about the scene I found between classes. The sky was gloomy and gloomy, and due to the weather, it was almost like night in broad daylight. I leaned on the railing on the top of the teaching building, looking into the distance.

"Luvian", a voice came from behind.

"Are you here to call my name specially?" I asked expressionlessly.

"You still haven't changed, so cold, so cold that it scares me!" She said with a sneer, that kind of laughter seemed to float from the mouth of the corpse of a thousand-year tomb.

"Is your laugh so hot?" I asked coldly in return.

"You, you can do it, I didn't expect that I would always be planted in the hands of a middle school student." She still had an unpleasant expression, and it hasn't changed at all since she first appeared.

"I'll go back to class if it's okay. Junior high school is not a stage where you can absent from class. Besides, I'm not interested in the sassy laughter of the millennium old woman." Then I turned and left.

"You! You're still so mean, and you're going back and forth, you..."

"Jing, what's the matter with you, why are you in a daze again?" Xiaoya's big round eyes stared at my face.

"I'm not in a daze, am I eating a burger?" I said, shaking the burger in my hand.

"Really, but you have held it for more than ten minutes, but you didn't bite it." She looked at me with a puzzled look.

"Oh, isn't it, is it that long?" I said while chewing on a bite of my burger.

"Look at Ai" as she shook the hamburger in her hand as if she was saying, you see, I'm almost finished.

"What's the matter with you today? Is there something on your mind? You've been in a daze. If there is anything I can help, you must tell me, okay?" Looking at her thoughtful expression, I couldn't help but click Nodding, I think only she can make me feel this way. After lunch, we went to the library together. She continued to read "Pride and Prejudice" that she hadn't finished. I took a book and sat at the table, and the scene in the classroom could not help but resurfaced.

"What are you going to do with that girl?" she asked maliciously.

"It turns out that the mouse hiding in the corner is you!" I exclaimed.

"Who do you say is a mouse?" She couldn't help yelling.

"I don't think the cat needs to tell the mouse, who is the mouse!" I made a small analogy.

"You," she continued for a while, "As her creator, you didn't teach her anything!"

"When is it your turn to take care of my business?" I asked unceremoniously.

"Don't be so fierce, I don't dare to care about your business, I just kindly remind you." The words are still the kind of disgusting laughter, but there seems to be some anger mixed in the laughter, it seems she His heart is no longer as calm as when he came.

"I didn't expect you for thousands of years to still not learn how to be a nobleman" I sighed coldly.

"You! It's okay, I'll leave first." She said she floated away, as if I was coming to trouble her, really like a child.

I patted my dusty hands leaning on the railing and looked at the dark gray sky. It seemed that it was about to rain again. At this moment, the class bell rang, so I turned and walked towards my classroom.

After I came back to my senses, there was a boy looking at me in a trance across the desk. I didn’t accept him. I lowered my head and planned to read a book. I found out that I was holding an unknown novel in Spanish. I also admire my luck, and I can get Spanish novels in the ordinary middle school student library. Now I finally understand why the guy on the opposite side looked at me so madly. It turned out that he had discovered that the book in my hand was a bit weird, but he was embarrassed to speak. I didn't tell Xiaoya, maybe she was afraid of laughing at me, or maybe she was asking me why I was so absent-minded. In short, I didn't tell her for some purpose.

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