Disillusionment

When he woke up again, Ji Sui realized that he was lying on the bed in the bedroom, and the vague conversation of his parents came from his ears.Ji Sui moved his body with difficulty, only to find that his hands were shackled to the head of the bed by iron shackles, and the lower half of his face was covered with a heavy metal mask. mouth, so that he could not move.This is a security measure adopted by the Blood Hunting Association to prevent indiscriminate vampires from biting people.

Ji Sui tried to recall the memory before losing consciousness.

I remembered……

He was lying in his mother's arms at that time, and they were surrounded by blood. The blood stained his eyes red, reflecting the light of a hungry wolf in his mother's tearful eyes.At this point Dad came back and pulled him away before he threw Mommy down, bit her throat and ate her, and injected him with anesthesia in the carotid artery.Ji Sui felt a stabbing pain, and lost consciousness when his eyes went dark.

The louder voice outside brought Ji Sui back to reality.Unlike the previous calm conversation, Mom almost quarreled with Dad, with a cry in her voice.

"Husband! Please let go of Xiao Sui! Even if he becomes a vampire, he is still Xiao Sui, he is still your well-behaved son! Husband, he became like that to save me. He is Innocent! Can you let him go! Please!"

"Ruoxi, I don't want to do this either. But he is really dangerous now. I have already lost Xiao Sui. I can't lose the child in your belly anymore."

"Weixin! You haven't lost Xiao Sui! He is still your son, and he can still inherit your family! Isn't there a vampire's blood hunt in the association, Xiao Sui also..."

"Ruoxi, you have suffered enough injuries today, you are tired, go and rest."

Tears ran across Han Ruoxi's cheeks silently.Han Ruoxi stared at the indifferent man in front of her with beautiful eyes.

"Ji Weixin, is the family's reputation so important to you?"

"..."

Ji Weixin didn't answer, she closed her eyes and turned around, standing by the window with her hands behind her back.

"Family, above all else."

"Xiao Sui, can you hear me? Xiao Sui?"

Ji Sui heard someone calling his name in a daze, and opened his eyes with difficulty. It took a long time for his scattered eyes to focus.He felt dizzy, numb and powerless, like a ball of cotton.This is the second time he has been in a coma. It seems that in addition to the sedative, Dad has also used other drugs that can continue to suppress vampires.

They made him very uncomfortable, but he couldn't complain.

The moment you become a vampire, you are doomed to lose everything.

"Xiao Sui? Can you hear what mother said?"

Xiao Sui rolled his eyes lightly, as a response.The medicine blocked his motor nerves. Even without the cold metal mask, he couldn't speak or make any movements.

Han Ruoxi's warm hand caressed Ji Sui's forehead, and gently stroked the broken hair on his forehead.

"Your father...wanted to hide you."

Ji Sui could clearly see the tears in Han Ruoxi's reddened eyes, which he was trying to hold back.She smiled lightly, trying to reassure Ji Sui, but she couldn't hide the endless sadness accumulated in her heart.

"I'm sorry... I couldn't protect you..."

It's okay, I don't regret it.

He was moved to a cell below ground.The room was empty, there was nothing extra except for various instruments of torture, it was cold and damp.I don't know if it was to make the splashed blood less obvious, but the walls of the entire cell were painted black, filled with the smell of rancid blood, which was very depressing.There is a small window at the top of one wall, no glass, silver railings, only a quarter of it is above the ground, allowing air to penetrate, but that is meaningless to Ji Sui, he no longer needs to breathe.If Ji Sui remembered correctly, the window should face north, and the sun can only shine on certain days in a year, so this place is an excellent place to imprison vampires.

Thankfully, though, the heavy mask had been removed from his face, and the sedatives and suppressants were more than halfway through.Although there were still shackles around his hands and neck, the chains connecting them to the wall were long enough to allow him to move freely throughout the room.

Mom and Dad left him some things, a few bottles of blood lozenges, a box full of sedative syringes, school books, unfinished books and a picture of the three of them together.

Much better than he expected.

Apart from not being able to see the sun and losing a bit of entertainment, there is nothing wrong with this kind of life. He can freely plan his time and live a comfortable and peaceful life.

In fact, he is indeed enjoying himself in this way.

But only until the day of his funeral.

All comfort is over.

His hell has begun.