Excuse me, I'm a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

The old principal Francis pushed the door of the office, with a heavy textbook in his hand, turned around, closed the door, and came to the desk.

The desk was not as neat as it was when he went out, and there were some traces of mess. The ink was almost knocked over, and a few pens and corrected test papers fell to the ground.

Old Francis was thinking about some naughty student who had come into his office, but he didn't know who it was, because he was the principal and his temper was so patient that he had no choice but to give up complaining.

So he bent down to pick up the scattered papers on the floor, as if he had glimpsed something, saw a piece of brown cloth on the sofa, stood up and found a child lying on the sofa.

The sofa was originally blue cloth, and a tan old blanket was covering little Francis, which made his face pale at this time, astonishingly white as paper with ink on it.

Old Francis recognized that it was his son, his heart sank, and he walked over in three steps, shaking Jane from the sofa. On that papery face, his eyes were tightly closed, and there was no response.

With a bad premonition in his heart, he lifted the worn-out blanket, only to see his little Francis' untied and messy clothes, and the two huge blood-hole-like cuts on his neck!

"Jane, Jane!"

The principal put little Francis on his back, and ran back to his home in the next few streets not far from the school.Because it was daytime, there was no one at home.

Old Francis put Gu Chenchen on a bed, and immediately went to rummage through the herbs and pots stored at home.There are many herbs in the house, such as dill, chamomile, basil, catnip, tansy, honeysuckle, gardenia and rosemary, which are common in the town.

There are also some medicinal herbs passed down by old Francis' great-grandmother before, saying that they can be cured if bitten by a vampire.

Old Francis rummaged through blackened tin cans of sun-dried herbs in what was once his mother's room, now full of clutter and broken machinery, and found it, broken to pieces, for an hour. Herbs.

Tremblingly, put the herbs on the earthen pot and boil them with fire. The smelly herbs are tumbling in the rolling black water. floating in.

After feeding little Francis with water, the clean warm water slipped from the corner of his mouth and flowed to the neck, and was wiped off by the old Francis with a dry towel. He unbuttoned his clothes and touched his cold body, anxiously Waiting for the herbs to boil.

When little Francis' mother, Fernando, came home from work, she smelled a strange herbal smell that she didn't usually smell much, and then she entered the door and saw the comatose child on the bed facing him in the small house.

Fernando cried and asked old Francis how the child was doing.Old Francis said, "Look at his neck yourself." He lifted the thin quilt covering his body, and saw two terrifying blood holes.

Cried out with a "thump", covered his face in pain, and fell down beside the bed for a long time.

Old Francis tried to pull her up from his son in the past, and pulled her several times, but Fernando Francis did not leave Jane.

"Don't touch Francis' wound with your tears." Old Francis warned.After saying this, he had already paced the room 56 times, and finally turned around and went to look at little Francis's medicine on the pot that was boiling on a low fire.

Inside the house was the sound of the woman's long sobs and the sound of the medicine soup boiling and fluttering.

He walked back into the house again, "Don't make a fuss and cause commotion in the town." Afraid of causing panic, the old Francis ordered his wife Fernando again.

His voice was so quiet that he didn't even notice it.When I said it, even I couldn't believe it was so calm, even to the point of sadness to numbness.Thinking that it will be tonight, and the dead body of little Francis can be buried tomorrow morning.

At the age when I am close to knowing my fate, it seems to be such an instant thing to be bearish.

His poor Francis!

I put the medicine on my neck, wrapped it with gauze, and fed some medicine juice into Gu Chenchen's mouth.After feeding three times in total, the potion was drank with great difficulty.

A night without water or rice.

Fernando was tired from crying, so he fell asleep beside the bed.

In the middle of the night, the moon climbed up the treetops.The very dim light outside the window cast some light in.Gu Chenchen moved his eyes, and only vaguely saw that he was at home.

His body was still freezing cold, and he felt like he was going to die from the cold.I clenched my hand a little bit, but I couldn't hold my fist, and I didn't have any strength.

Not even a chance to move his mouth.

The original owner's mother was helped back to the room by old Francis.Only the empty moonlight was left in the room, as well as the occasional sound of insects drifting in.

Gu Chenchen opened his eyes for a while, staring vaguely at the light outside the window.

The feeling of a serious illness is uncomfortable, like a fever, but not like a fever.

Gu Chenchen was tired of opening his eyes and wanted to close them to sleep.Unexpectedly, a figure flew past under the moon, black and small.

Gu Chenchen opened his eyes that were about to close again: So there are still witches flying on the moon on broomsticks in this world.

Before he could think about concentrating his energy and watching for a while to sleep, there was a sound from behind the house, like someone stepping on a broken flowerpot tile behind the house, he couldn't think of it, but he accidentally stepped on it. broken sound.

Gu Chenchen supported his ears, lying on the bed in a daze, but he could hear clearly.

A dark figure came through the window.Hei Ying walked to the bed and looked at him on the bed.Then he couldn't see everything clearly, he bent down and looked at himself with certainty.

Gu Chenchen opened his eyes with difficulty, but he was not afraid, his body was so uncomfortable that he didn't have the mind and energy to act.

With his back to the moonlight, the man was tall and tall, with vigorous movements.A head of half-length hair, the hair on the fringes glowed with a silvery white luster under the cold moonlight.

The man made a sound: "Sweetheart, are you asleep ~ my little sweetheart~~~"

Gu Chenchen only felt that the voice was familiar, as if it had been cut off suddenly, and couldn't remember who it was for a while.

The man stretched out two hands. The skin of those two hands was so pale that there was no blood feeling, as if they had been frozen for a long time.The blood vessels on the back of the hand didn't show any protruding marks, and under the bleak moonlight, it was even more weird.

Those two hands cupped Gu Chenchen's face, which was in a daze, put it to his mouth, and kissed it slowly.Then he lifted off the quilt covering Gu Chenchen's body, and saw his thin neck that was heavily bandaged.

The palm brushed against him, and Gu Chenchen felt an extremely cold chill.

"Sweetheart, are you okay?" The other party called to himself, and Bastian looked at the pale face of little Francis on the bed, picked him up from the bed again, and pressed him into his arms. "Baby, I went back and regretted that I shouldn't have sucked so much blood from you. So I came to see you, honey. You scared me like this."

The moonlight is like fine hoarfrost covered with cobwebs, slowly flowing on half of the bed in the room.

Gu Chenchen is vaguely out of the dimension's line of sight, sometimes he can clearly see someone talking to him, and sometimes he floats back to the dream scene where Luigi is being bullied by him.

Like falling into a dream.

"Honey, forgive me, don't say nothing, you scare me so much. Honey." Bastian touched Gu Chenchen's face again, feeling that he didn't respond at all, and his eyes slowly moved Close it, then slowly open it again.

"Baby, I was wrong, but don't worry, you'll be fine, you just sucked too much blood from me for a while, and you'll get better after a while."

Holding Gu Chenchen in his arms for too long, I felt that he was shaking slightly again, as if he had been severely cold.I had no choice but to roll up the quilt on the bed and wrap it around little Francis.

"Honey, are you warmer this way?" Bastian hugged the quilt and Francis' head up like a baby in a swaddle.

Bastian put little Francis down for the time being, and searched here and there again, but he seemed frustrated and found nothing. He jumped out of the window and came back carrying a quilt from someone else's house after a while.

Wrapped around Francis' body, wrapped him tightly, then held his crabapple-colored face soaked in cold water, and kissed him several times.

"Honey, I'm going back, it's almost dawn. I'll come back to you in a few days, sweetheart~~"

After finishing speaking, the shadow on the window turned over, and the room was filled with moonlight again, as if nothing had happened.It's just that there is an extra quilt on the bed that is still warm from someone's family.

The next morning, the old Francis and his wife came to see Gu Chenchen and found that he was still breathing. They couldn't help feeling sad and happy, and were extremely surprised.So he was in a hurry, and watched him and fed him seven or eight times of medicinal juice for five days in a row.

On the fifth day, Gu Chenchen began to recover his normal body temperature, but he was still very weak.He was lying on the bed, already able to speak.

The old Francis and his wife finally let go of their suspense. The principal reminded and ordered the mother and son not to tell the story of the vampire.

After admonishing the two, old Francis left home and walked to the current mayor's house to tell the town about the occurrence of vampires, and asked the mayor to discuss countermeasures and deal with it properly.