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It seems that I heard crackling just now. Is it raining?

The person lying on the bed squinted at the full moon outside the window, the dark clouds had dispersed at some point, it was quiet, and it was not yet time for the insects to sing.

Thirsty and hungry, the faint fragrance in the dark room is really tempting.

Where?

The tongue licked the mouth and lips over and over again.

It seems to be eating.

There was no obvious change in his body as before, and he exhaled with all his strength, and then he didn't want to move.

and many more!

He blinked and finally noticed something unusual.

Eye?How can the eyes see so clearly?What did it mutate into?Is this atavism?

He stared at the ceiling and moved his nose, the sound of water dripping on the outer window sill was so clear, even the sound of falling...

It seems that the changes of the five senses can only be manifested after calming down.

"Ahem!" But the feeling of dry throat also followed, and the reaction of hunger and thirst became more and more obvious.

This is the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the corridor outside the ward door. He can now judge the type of shoes from the sound of the shoes touching the ground and continue to deduce the type of person.

It should be the nurse. Could it be that he heard the movement in this room?

Da da da... The sound of footsteps gradually went away.

……

It seems that I can only support myself.

He slowed down for a while, but he wasn't sleepy, and he didn't know how long he slept.

There is a table next to the bed with water glasses on it.

When was it prepared for him?

Aside from the smell of disinfectant that pervades the entire building, it is the only thing that stands out from the crowd.

The arm protruding from the quilt was covered with pinholes, and the sleeves of the hospital gown were only a third raised. He frowned for a while, staring at the pinholes on his arm one by one in the dark night. Be thoughtful there.

Sorrow had already spread to his entire face, and then he sighed again. He stretched out his hand and struggled to get the cup, and spread it on the bed, almost exerting all his strength.

Even so, he is still a waste, a loathsome scum, he could have died before, so why did he survive the catastrophe?Really, a disgusting existence from head to toe, from spirit to body, drags people back, social rice bug!

His face was getting a little wet, he didn't turn on the light, he was getting used to the darkness around him, his inexplicable sense of belonging didn't allow him to turn on the light, it would be nice if he could just rot in the dark all the time?

He glanced at the watch hanging on the wall, and it would be dawn in more than two hours, and his family must be worried again when they saw him like this.

All dead?No, it was correct to do what I said before, but now that I have survived, I can no longer make them sad and troublesome.

Recalling the reaction of my parents when they heard that he was still alive, they finally clenched the cup tightly and slowly swiped it over with difficulty. They moved it to the front and drank it down with trembling hands holding the same cup .

Fishy, ​​but delicious, revealing an irresistible temptation.

Blood?There's nothing wrong with being blood, but why?

The liquid that entered his stomach was like hot soup flowing away, easily and quickly melting his stiff and cold body.

He sat up, leaning his upper body against the head of the bed, and tentatively stretched his thawed hand into his mouth to touch between the front teeth and the deciduous teeth.

"!" Even though he was very careful, he was still scratched.

"Vampire?" The voice was still a little hoarse, he cleared his throat, especially in this silent night, after a few movements, he opened the window and felt the cold wind that he hadn't touched for a long time. Dark red eyes stared at the street below.

Some withered plants in the house unconsciously became more energetic. While watching the street, he was also practicing how to retract the sharp and dangerous canine teeth so as not to scratch his lips and mouth.

Uncle owes me an explanation.he thought.

I'm afraid that after dawn, I can only close the windows and draw the curtains and shrink into the quilt.

He brushed the hair that was half-length to the neck, and then he began to think about when to cut it.

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