"Ah! I slept so comfortably!" I exclaimed naturally when I woke up. Although I am only a vampire, I am already a more human vampire, so it is reasonable to have these habits. Because I didn't go into that cold place again last night, but slept in a warm spring-like place until dawn, so I woke up this morning feeling very good and my mind was very clear.
"Great, you really need to wake up!" he yelled, staring at my face with wide eyes.
"Sinmo, what are you doing? I'm not like you. Why should I be surprised 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 shrink his face at all, he still looked at me so close and asked.
"Are you okay? Of course I know you!" I said coldly.
"Then do you know who I am?" He still refused to give up and continued to ask.
"Is your head broken? Didn't I just call you Sinmo?" 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 looks at my face so closely and asks them. As we all know, it is very impolite to talk to a girl at such a close distance. How come he, who is so gentlemanly, doesn't even know this.
"I'm not saying my name, I'm asking, do you remember anything else about me?" He asked still emotionally.
"You are a vampire elder, very rich, and the president of a big company. Is that enough?" I stretched out my hand to push his face away, sat up from the bed and said.
"That's enough, that's enough. It seems that you are really fully awake. That's great." He happily walked over and sat on the small round sofa by the wall and said.
"Why are you so weird today?" I said in confusion.
"The strange thing is you!" He suddenly laughed, with such a gentle smile, and continued, "I finally woke you up yesterday, but who would have thought that you didn't even recognize me, and you asked me who I am?"
"Are you kidding? How could I not know you!" I didn't believe it! No matter how you say I am a vampire, regardless of whether I am very powerful or not, a vampire's brain is much better than a human's. How could I be tricked so easily? But the strange thing is, why can't I remember that I woke up last night? Didn't I just wake up for the first time today after falling asleep on the 105th
"You really don't remember?" he said in surprise.
"I only remember the day my dad died. I don't know what I found out afterwards until I woke up now." I answered. Yes, that day at No. 105 Sanxiang Street, my father left me forever. From now on, I will be alone. No one will cook for me or 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 him, "I have asked someone to bury him properly, so you don't have to be careful."
"Oh, I understand." I said calmly. In fact, everyone is dead. How well they were buried, whether it was grand or not, and the quality of the coffin material no longer have any meaning at all. Even ordinary people would think so! What about us vampires
As I pondered, he sat there motionless and fell into silence. But when I came back to my senses and planned to ask him how long I had been sleeping, I realized that he had already fallen asleep sitting like that. He slept so soundly and his posture was quite cute. I called softly a few times, but he didn't notice it at all. It seemed like 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 curtains and see the red Hibiscus flowers outside, my outstretched hand suddenly stopped on the curtains.
"Yeah, how can I open the curtains?" I thought to myself, so I looked back at him sleeping, and I smiled. He is really a good vampire. It is because of him accompanying me, taking care of me, and comforting me these days that I can get here and live until now. Speaking of which, deep down in my heart I am really grateful to God for allowing me to meet him.
"But what does he mean to me?" I suddenly asked in my heart.
"Friends?" "No, it's more than just friends!"
"Boyfriend?" "That's not right, it's not the feeling between a man and a woman at all."
"Relative?" "Yes, that's the feeling, but what kind of relative is he to me?"
"Father! Jing'er, I am your father now!" He suddenly interrupted. I thought he was awake, but when I looked back, I found that he was still sleeping like a singer. Just now, he was just Just talking in sleep.
"Father, yes, he has been taking care of me like a father these days!" The discussion in his heart did not reach the final result, but his sleep talking gave the answer. I looked at him and smiled again.
Now I am in a very good mood. Since he has fallen asleep, let him continue to sleep! I might as well go downstairs and take a walk in the sea of flowers. Just admiring it from the window is definitely not as good as seeing it up close. Besides, I have never seen such a big sea of flowers with my own eyes! And it’s the kind of flower with mysterious legends. After making up my mind, I was about to open the door and go downstairs, but suddenly I realized that I was only wearing a thin nightgown. It was not good to go out like this!
With this thought in mind, he opened the only wardrobe in the room. I originally wanted to just find some clothes to wear, but I was surprised to find that all the clothes inside were my own.
"It seems that he really plans to let me live in this new home!" I sighed, but this should be good, after all, I have nothing in the original home, and it can no longer be regarded as a home. .
I took the white cloak I had always liked and put it on myself, opened the door and walked out. The hall downstairs was very quiet, it seemed that no one was there. I walked down the stairs and came to the center of the hall. I looked at the table where I had dinner with Sinmo and the others last time. I was intoxicated for a while and then walked out of the hall. Although there was a lot of wind outside, it was cloudless and the sun was bright. I stood in the sun, trying to let the warm sunshine cover my whole body and warm my heart. This would be a great enjoyment for anyone, let alone a vampire like me who should never see the sun!
"Miss Jing'er, are you awake?" Suddenly someone came up from the front and asked.
"Yeah." I agreed.
"That's good. You have been unconscious these days, and the young master is almost worried to death. It's good that you wake up now!" She walked up to me carrying a basket of vegetables and said kindly.
"But, do you still know me?" She suddenly changed her tone and asked.
"Of course I know you. If I remember correctly, your name should be Xiaohui!" I looked at her and replied. I was thinking in my heart, it seems that something must have happened last night, otherwise why would she, like Sinmo, ask these strange questions. But no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't remember anything about what I discovered last night. But this situation must be the first time in history for me. The sad thing is, why can the things you want to remember be forgotten so easily, but the things you want to forget can never be forgotten, flashing in front of your eyes anytime and anywhere, reminding you of its existence.
"Okay, it seems that Miss Jing'er is really well." She became happy.
"But, but, I think it's inappropriate for me to call you Xiaohui. How about I call you Granny Xiaohui from now on?" I asked incidentally.
"Of course, as long as you don't call me Obasan from now on." She suddenly laughed and said.
"Obasan? What Obasan?" I asked in confusion.
"Miss Jing'er, don't you remember what happened last night?" She stopped laughing and said.
"I can't remember, not at all." I answered honestly.
"A lot of things happened last night? It's funny to talk about it. You actually called me Obasan and asked me who I was. It really shocked me. However, now that you have fully recovered, then Okay." She said and couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, really?" I said lightly.
"Since you can't remember, then stop thinking about it. Thinking too much about it will hurt your nerves." She saw that I was still thinking about what happened last night, so she told me.
"By the way, where is the young master?" She asked a little strangely now that she realized that I was the only one standing outside the door. Because she knows that Sinmo has always been so nervous about me. Now that I have just woken up, he is not with me. Someone really has to be curious.
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"He fell asleep sitting up," I replied with a smile.
"It seems that the young master is really tired. Well, no wonder, he has hardly slept in the past few days, and he was sucked so much blood last night." Xiaohui sighed.
"Blood-sucking, why is he being sucked by blood, and by whom?" I asked a little strangely, because I really couldn't figure out how a vampire could still be sucked by blood. Isn't this ridiculous? It would be nice if he didn't suck people's blood. How could he be sucked by others
"It seems that Miss Jing'er, you really have forgotten everything. In order to wake you up last night, he tried to drink his blood from you. We didn't believe it at first, but you really have to wake up after sucking a lot of the young master's blood." Woke up. But you asked us who we were when we woke up." She looked at me kindly and replied.
"So that's it! I don't remember it at all. Maybe it's because I'm not completely awake." I thought for a moment and said.
"But you're fine now, that's fine. I'm going to make breakfast now. You can walk around or go to the flower field first. The scenery there is very nice. I'll call you later. Have breakfast." Xiaohui said happily, said goodbye and walked towards the hall.
"By the way, you can just call me Jing'er from now on. You don't have to say a word like Miss." I turned around and called her and said.
"How can this be done? You are the most cherished person of the young master! How could I call you the same rude name as the young master!" She directly rejected my proposal, nodded and continued walking to the hall.
After I watched her walk into the hall, I turned around and walked toward the sea of blood-red flowers. The wind was not very strong at this time, and my hair and cloak were flying around. At this time, my heart was as turbulent as the sea in the wind, because there were countless questions rushing into my brain.
"Why is Sinmo, who I've only known each other for a few days, so kind to me?"
"If there is a reason, why is he being so nice to me?"
"In his heart, who does he regard me as his?"
"Does he really only treat me as his daughter?"
"What should I do if he sees me as more than just his daughter?"
"I don't have any feelings for him between a man and a woman! How can I repay him for what he has done for me?"
There are simply no answers to these numerous and confusing questions. When I gave up looking for the answer, I had unknowingly reached the center of the sea of flowers. All around me are the blood-red Bana flowers, with their branches standing neatly in rows, swaying in the wind and creating waves. A strong wind blew, and countless red petals were blown off. They flew away from me and floated into the sky. I tried to grab a few pieces with my hands, but I couldn't catch anything, so I simply 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 have fallen in love with flowers other than roses.
I just stood in the sea of flowers, intoxicated, while a gust of wind passed by, waiting for the next one to arrive. It seems that I have been completely impressed by that kind of beauty, so I am so stupidly waiting for the wind to come and the petals to fly up.
At this time, I had completely forgotten the passage of time, standing in a unique posture like a statue.
"It's so beautiful!" Someone suddenly shouted loudly.
I looked in the direction of the sound and found a person standing at the other end of the sea of flowers. A boy of Xiaoyu's age, wearing sportswear, about 1.8 meters tall, with a small travel bag at his feet, was smiling as if greeting me.
But I turned my head expressionlessly as if I hadn't seen anything and continued to enjoy myself. I didn't want his appearance to ruin my good mood, and I didn't want to be with someone who looked like a playboy at first sight. What does it have to do with people. (To be continued)