My Origin is Your Wife

The eyes are scarlet like blood, full of ominousness and death.

part.14 It seems that I am stronger

The sun was just right, Sakura stood in front of the window and looked at herself reflected in the glass.

The white hooded sweater concealed the girl's beautiful curves, making her look a little childish.

Two long white legs were exposed under the light beige knitted skirt, and large clusters of cherry blossoms were painted on the upper of the white shoes.

Sakura brushed her hair with her right hand and tied it behind her ear gently.From the side of the glass mirror, he glanced at the guy who was following him.

A middle-aged Caucasian male who appears to be about 50 to [-] years old, with a broad forehead and deep-set eye sockets.

There are few sparse hairs, but they are neatly combed.

His complexion was too pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and he looked like a Western professor who came out of some higher education institution.

But with such a weak posture, Sakura felt a sense of danger from him.

Those cloudy crimson eyes made Sakura feel as if she was looking at a wolf.

His mouth has been opening and closing slightly, a bit like a believer doing dispersal.

Is it a killer?It was still a foreign gang member, Sakura lowered her head in thought, and walked towards the crowded direction.

It should be because of her identity as the young lady of Qianshen's family, or... is she trying to use herself as a threat to her elder sister?

Other than these two options, Sakura really couldn't think of why the other party was stalking her.

Speeding up her pace slightly, she looked up at the convex mirror at the intersection.

The face of the guy following him in the mirror was pulled and distorted, his cloudy and crimson eyes seemed to be shining.

He noticed himself, realized he might have spotted him.

At the same time, Sakura also noticed that the guy's lips, which had been opening and closing chanting something, stopped buzzing.

This is a bad sign.

With a big bag and a small bag in her left hand, and her right hand in the bag to find her mobile phone, Sakura turned a corner and slipped into the department store.

There is a lot of people, and the sight is easily blocked, and there are many exits, it is easier to get rid of stalkers. This is the knowledge that Sister Shi taught her.

But as soon as she stepped into the department store, Sakura knew that she had made a mistake this time.

A gloomy cold air rose from behind.

It's not that the temperature of the air conditioner in the shopping mall is too low, but the feeling of someone reaching into the back collar with a cold hand when watching a horror movie is the most tense.

But what made Sakura feel the chills the most was the treacherous world in front of her.

The department store building, which should have been very noisy with people coming and going, was now unusually quiet, without the slightest sound.

Everything is covered with a dull color, like looking at the world through a filter.

The people standing in front of him, and those who were about to walk by, froze there motionless one by one.

Sakura couldn't feel their breathing, couldn't hear their heartbeat.

If I had to describe it, it was as if time had been suspended in the entire mall.

She stretched out her hand and poked the face of the little girl in front of her. It was hard, as if she was poking a stone, without any human texture.

It's obviously a very unscientific thing, but Sakura found that she didn't have the slightest panic or trouble.

It seems...substantially, I have acquiesced that such an extraordinary thing will happen.

Sakura trotted towards the direction of the escalator.

despair--

despair--

The curtain of the shopping mall was pushed open, and the sound of unhurried footsteps pressed towards Sakura.

Sakura turned her head and found that the corner of the mouth of the guy who had been following her raised a little bit of a ferocious arc, and then spread her arms.

"girl."

"Run away as much as you want."

"The hunt...begins."

The middle-aged man showed a sinister smile, and his protruding fangs were exactly like the vampires in fairy tale books.

Sakura covered her head with a headache.

In this world...there are such things as vampires.

Sakura realized that she had accepted all this easily.Thinking of what Yumatsuka Wuyue said to herself, she seemed to understand the reason why Yumizuka Wuyue pushed herself against the wall so violently that day.

I heard that the most delicious food in the eyes of a person who has just become a vampire is the closest person in his eyes.

Maybe... I am the closest person to Xiao Wuyue?

Thinking of this, the corners of Sakura's mouth turned up.

She looked behind the middle-aged man, the sun behind the glass passed through that strange 'filter', showing a strange bright orange-red.