The Blood Hourglass

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"Ah! I slept so well!" I sighed naturally when I woke up. Although I am only a vampire, I am already a more human-like vampire, so it is reasonable to have these habits. Because I didn't walk into that cold place again last night, but slept until dawn in a warm spring place, so I woke up this morning feeling good and my mind is clear.

"Great, you really have to wake up!" He yelled, staring at my face with wide eyes.

"Sinmo, what are you doing? I'm not like you, what's the surprise when I wake up in the morning?" I replied inexplicably looking at his face less than fifteen centimeters in front of me.

"Do you know me?" He didn't mean to retract his face at all, he still looked at me so close and asked.

"Are you all right? Of course I know you!" I said coldly.

"Then do you know who I am?" He continued to ask without giving up.

"Your head is broken? Didn't I call you sinmo just now?" I was already a little impatient. What's going on today! Sinmo is nothing like him before. Not only does he always ask me idiotic questions, but he also stares at my face so closely. It is a well-known thing that talking to a girl at such a close distance is a very impolite behavior, so he who is gentlemanly doesn't even know this.

"I didn't say my name, I was asking, do you remember anything else about me?" He still asked emotionally.

"You are a vampire elder, rich, and the president of a big company. Is that enough?" I stretched out my hand and pushed his face away, and sat up from the bed.

"Enough, enough. It seems you really have to wake up completely. Great." He happily walked over and sat on the small round sofa by the wall and said.

"Why are you so strange today?" I said without understanding.

"It's weird you!" He laughed suddenly, with such a gentle smile, and continued, "You finally woke you up yesterday. Who knew you didn't even know me anymore, and asked who I am?"

"Are you kidding? How could I not recognize you!" I don't believe it! After all, I am a vampire, regardless of whether I am strong or not, but the brain of a vampire is much better than that of a human being. How could it be so easy to be fooled! But the strange thing is, why can't I remember that I woke up by myself last night? Didn't I wake up for the first time today after falling asleep on 105?

"You really don't remember?" He was surprised.

"I only remember that Dad died that day, and then I didn't know what I found until I woke up now." I replied. Yes, at No. 105 Sanxiang Street that day, my father left me forever. From now on, I am only one person. No one will cook for me and ask me to go to school.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember. As long as you know me now." Sinmo saw that I became sad again, and then comforted, "I've got him to be buried properly, you don't need to be careful."

"Oh, got it." I said lightly. In fact, people are already dead, and the quality of the coffin material has no meaning at all. Even the average person would think so! What's more, are we vampires?

As I meditated, he just sat there motionless and went into silence, but when I came back to my senses and wanted to ask him how long I had been asleep, I realized that he had actually fallen asleep like that. He sleeps so soundly and has a lovely posture. I yelled softly, but he didn't notice it at all. It seemed that he hadn't rested for a long time.

So I got out of bed and walked to the window. When I was about to open the curtain to look at the red flower outside, my outstretched hand suddenly stopped on the curtain.

"Yeah, how can I open the curtains?" I thought to myself, so I looked back at him who was sleeping, and I smiled. He is really a good vampire. These days, it is because of him who accompany me, take care of me, and comfort me so that I can come here and live till now. Speaking of which, deep in my heart, I am really grateful to God for letting myself meet him.

"But what exactly is he to me?" My heart suddenly asked.

"Friend?" "No, it's not just a friend!"

"Boyfriend?" "It's not right, it's not the kind of feeling between men and women at all."

"Family?" "Yes, that's the feeling, but what kind of relative is he to me?"

"Father! Jing'er, now I am your father!" He suddenly interrupted, thinking he was awake, but when he looked back, he found that he was still asleep like a singer. It was just him. Talking in a dream.

"Father, yes, he has taken care of me like a father these days!" The discussion in his heart did not reach the final result, but his dream talk gave the answer. I looked at him and smiled again.

Now I am in a very good mood. Now that he is asleep, let him continue to sleep! I don't want to walk downstairs to the sea of ​​flowers. Just admiring it from the window is definitely not as good as watching it up close. Besides, I really haven't seen such a big sea of ​​flowers with my own eyes! And it's the kind of flower with a mysterious legend. When I made up my mind, I was going to open the door and go downstairs, but suddenly I found that I was only wearing a thin nightdress, so it wouldn't be nice to go out like this!

Thinking this way, he opened the only wardrobe in this room. I wanted to find any clothes to wear, but I was surprised to find that all the clothes in it were my own.

"It seems that he really intends to let me live in this new home!" I sighed, but this should also be good. After all, in the original home, I don’t have anything anymore, so it can’t be considered a home anymore. .

I took the white cloak that I have always liked and put it on my body, then opened the door and walked out. The hall downstairs was quiet, and it seemed that no one was there. I went down the stairs and came to the middle of the hall. Looking at the table where Sinmo and the others had eaten last time, I was intoxicated for a while and walked out of the hall. Although there was a lot of wind blowing outside, it was cloudless and the sun was shining. I stood in the sun, trying to make the warm sun basking all over my body and warming my heart. For anyone, this will be a good enjoyment, not to mention a blood race like me who should never see the sun!

"Ms. Jing'er, are you awake?" Suddenly someone came up and asked.

"Yeah." I agreed.

"That's fine, you have been in a coma these days, the young master is almost worried. Now you wake up!" She walked to me with a basket of vegetables and said kindly.

"But, do you still know me?" She suddenly changed her tone and asked.

"Of course I know, if I remember correctly, you should be called Xiaohui!" I also looked at her and replied. I was thinking in my heart, it seems that something must have happened last night, otherwise why she, like Sinmo, asked these strange questions. But no matter how hard I think, I just can't remember what I found last night. But for me, this situation should be the first time in history. Sadly, why do you want to remember things that can be forgotten so easily, and things you want to forget, but you can never forget them, flashing in front of your eyes anytime, anywhere, reminding of its existence.

"Well, it seems that Miss Jing'er is really well." She was happy.

"But, but, I think I call you Xiaohui, it shouldn't be appropriate, why don't I call you Granny Xiaohui in the future?" I asked in passing.

"Of course you can, as long as you don't call me Obasan in the future." She said with a sudden laugh.

"Obasan? What Obasan?" I asked puzzled.

"Ms. Jing'er don't remember what happened last night?" She stopped and laughed.

"I can't remember, I can't remember at all." I answered honestly.

"A lot of things happened last night? It's fun to say. You called me Obasan and asked who I am. It really shocked me, but now you are completely recovered, then Okay." She couldn't help laughing as she said.

"Oh, is it?" I said lightly.

"Since I can't remember it, don't think about it, it will hurt your mind to think too much." She saw that I was still thinking about what happened last night, so she told me.

"By the way, where's the young master?" She found out now that I was the only one standing outside the door, asking a little strangely. Because she knew that Sinmo had always been so nervous about me, and now I just woke up, he didn't even accompany me, and someone really had to feel curious.

"He sat and fell asleep." I replied with a smile.

"It seems that Young Master is really tired. Alas, it is no wonder that he has hardly slept in the past few days, and was sucked so much blood last night." Xiaohui sighed.

"Sucking blood, why would he be sucked blood? Whose blood was sucked?" I asked a little strangely, because I really can't figure out how can vampires be sucked blood. Isn't it ridiculous? It's good if he doesn't **** human blood, how could he be sucked blood.

"It seems that you really forgot girl Jing'er. Last night he tried to drink his blood to wake you up. At first we didn’t believe it, but you really had to **** a lot of the young master’s blood. Woke up. You just woke up and asked who we are." She looked at me kindly and replied.

"It turned out to be like this! I don't even remember at all, maybe of course I am not completely awake." I thought about it and said.

"But you are all right now, that's it. I'm going to make breakfast now. You can walk around, or go to the flower field to see. The scenery there is very good. I will call you later. Have breakfast." Xiaohui said happily, and walked towards the hall after leaving.

"By the way, you can just call me Jing'er from now on, without saying a lady." I turned back and stopped her and said.

"How can this work, you are the young master's most cherished person! How can I call you so rudely like the young master!" She directly rejected my proposal, nodded and continued to the hall.

After I watched her walk into the hall, I turned and strolled towards the blood-red flower sea. The wind was not too small at this time, and my hair and cloak flew randomly. At this time, my heart was as turbulent as the sea in the wind, because countless problems were hitting my brain.

"Why did you only know Sinmo who has been so good to me in a few days?"

"If there is a reason, why is he so good to me?"

"In his heart, who do you consider me his?"

"Does he really treat me only as a daughter?"

"If he doesn't just treat me as a daughter, what should I do?"

"I have no love for him at all! How can I repay him for his dedication to me?"

There is no way to find answers to these many and chaotic questions. When I gave up searching for the answer, I had already unconsciously walked to the center of the sea of ​​flowers. Surrounded by me are the red as blood-colored flowers of the other shore, standing neatly in rows, swaying in the wind and creating waves. A strong wind hit, countless red petals were blown off, with the wind flying from my side, drifting to the sky. I tried to grab a few pieces with my hands, but I couldn't grasp anything, so I stretched my arms and let countless petals pass by.

"This is so beautiful!" I couldn't help but sigh. This is the first time since I was born that I like flowers other than roses so much.

I just stood in the sea of ​​flowers, intoxicated, a gust of wind passed, waiting for the arrival of the next. It seems that I am completely convinced by that beauty, so I am so silly waiting for the wind to come and the petals to fly.

At this moment, I have completely forgotten the passage of time, standing in a unique posture like a statue.

"It's so beautiful!" someone suddenly shouted.

I looked in the direction of the sound, only to find a person standing at the other end of the sea of ​​flowers. A boy of Xiaoyu's age, in sportswear, about 1.8 meters tall, with a not too big travel bag on his feet, was smiling as if saying hello to me.

But I just turned my head expressionlessly without seeing anything, and continued to enjoy myself. I don’t want to ruin my good mood because of his appearance, and I don’t want him to look like a playboy. What is the relationship between the people.

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