She was shouting ‘Mom’.
She is……seeking protection.
Thanks to her blessings, Osmund had a long dream, repeatedly on the night of his mother’s death. There is no such thing as loyalty in vampire society. Life is too long, with less and less fun. His parents have many lovers outside but they never avoid each other. Even their two brothers, after getting tired of all the entertainnt projects, wanted to give it a different try. Not long after giving birth to them, she fell in love with a hunter.
A vampire hunter pretending to be an ordinary person.
She died, in the hands of her loved one, and also killed her husband, almost even her sons. When they hid in the protective barrier set by Winston, trembling with fear, they shouted “mom” ti and ti again. At that ti, they knew too little, not knowing that these fears were brought about by the “mom” in their mouths.
The sky was bright and alarming, and Osmund struggled to wake up from his cold dream to find himself still hanging upside down on the ceiling light in her room.
He transford into a human figure as he flew to the window, and the sunlight did not give him any warm feeling, as if the burning pain made him even more uncomfortable. He drew the heavy curtains to block the dazzling sunlight. High level vampires don’t just disappear with a single ray of sunlight, but they also don’t like it, and at this ti, they should still be sleeping.
He instinctively looked towards the direction of the bed, where the dicine and water at the head of the bed remained intact. A towel was thrown on the ground, indicating that she had casually wiped herself dry and fell asleep. The girl was already curled up in the blanket and asleep, her body fluctuating with her breathing, looking exceptionally soft.
At this mont, he inexplicably rembered Oswald’s words.
That guy didn’t notice his unwillingness at all, chirping in his ear like a sparrow, “Her body is very warm, it’s incredible. Just holding it can drive away all the cold, don’t laugh! Osmund, although we’re not afraid of cold, when we’re in a bad mood, you can’t deny that there’s always a feeling similar to cold.”
“At this mont, holding her, you will feel that her body temperature has also been transmitted to you, as if we also have temperature.”
“A wonderful experience.”
When Osmund regained his consciousness, he found himself following Oswald’s words in his mory and holding her in his arms. Her hot body temperature contrasted sharply with his cold body, warm and soft, not scorching.
Osmund’s hand rested on the skin of her bare arm and slid all the way to her wrist, feeling the flow of blood and the pulsation of pulse. Living, fresh, hot blood, he licked his lips and suddenly had a desire to eat.
Wen Ying originally had a low fever, but she was caught in the rain and blew in the wind. Even after taking dicine, she couldn’t fully recover. Suddenly, she was touched by an ice-like temperature, and she shivered and woke up in a daze.
“……Oswald?” She rolled over and saw a familiar face in her eyes, “why are you here at this mont……” The curtains were drawn, and he was in the room. She judged that it should be morning.
Osmund did not deny this identity. His gray blue eyes were heavy and he stared at her without moving. “I want to know why you helped Osmund lie,” he said
Although he didn’t an to make her fall off the tower, he did hope that she would fall to pieces, so it’s okay to consider it as his intentional act.
Her consciousness seed to have not yet fully awakened, and after a long pause, she said, “You already know?”
“En.”
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