The Blood Hourglass

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"Bang!" With a sound, Lace pushed open the door of the cafeteria.

"..." There was no sound in the hall, but there was a strong smell of blood that couldn't be removed.

"We're still sitting at that table!" Lace said as she moved forward. And Viher was still holding me forward, and under all the eyes, his calmness showed that I was too petty. If it comes to blood relationship, he is still my uncle! Thinking of this, I feel a lot more at ease.

"See it! Just say that the relationship between them is unusual."

"I heard she is the sister of the Great Elder!" "No way!"

"Today the Great Elder personally sent her to our class."

"But even if you go to the sister of the Great Elder, the president doesn't have to hold her to the cafeteria!"

"It seems that they misunderstood!" Wiher smiled with a gentlemanly demeanor.

"If they knew you were my uncle, they wouldn't think so." I raised my eyes and looked at his eyes closely. His eyes were ethereal, nothing, no hate, no love, no truth. Feelings.

"Do you care about this?" He lowered his head to my forehead, and said as he walked, in the eyes of others, we are very close to each other.

"I only care about the third generation of you." I closed my eyes and didn't want to look at his ethereal eyes anymore. After seeing too much, I felt like I would be sucked in and could not be pulled out again.

"No! You are wrong, you care about everyone except yourself." When his voice slowly drifted into my ears, he had put me down, and I opened my eyes and stood in front of where I was sitting last time. .

"What kind of blood do you want?" The waiter was also replaced by a vampire, but he was still very immature. The blood tooth was like a small zheng in the early spring, just showing a little bud.

"Is there no human food?" The two brothers and sisters each ordered the blood type they love, and when it was my turn, I thought for a moment and asked resolutely.

"Human food?" The waiter was stunned.

"There is no such blood type here! Hahaha!" A few boys laughed loudly on the table next door, causing everyone in the hall to laugh.

"The chef who cooks human food has already left work. Now there is only blood to drink, so you can just drink a little!" Viher looked around, suppressed the laughter, and then turned back to me.

"Then do it yourself!" I replied with no choice.

Two or three minutes later, the three big cups of blood have already arrived in front of us steaming.

"You are so weak, it would be good to drink more." Viher said, pushing a cup in front of me.

"Don't live well with the prey, the hunter will die first." Lace raised her cup and drank slowly. It seemed that it didn't taste much better than eating fried rice with mashed potatoes.

"Safir is right." Viher smiled softly, and drank the liquid in his third cup.

"What blood do human beings drink!" And I just stared blankly at the cup in front of me. The red liquid in the cup was flowing faintly, flashing with light and shadow. I unlocked the first seal, and then I toasted and drank.

"Porphy!" As a result, as soon as the blood was imported, I spit out with a cry.

"Cough cough cough!" I coughed and wiped the blood from the corners of my mouth.

"What's the matter with you? Are you okay!" Viher looked at me puzzled.

"If you don't know how to drink, drink less!" Suddenly a mockery floated from the window.

"You haven't returned to God's embrace!" I don't have to look back, and I know who is on the window.

"Someone is here, what do I want God to do!" she said, already leaping to my side.

"Then go to **** and stay and bother me less. I'm in a bad mood during this time, don't make me angry, and send you back personally." My tone was so cold that the blood in the cup could freeze, she Knowing me then, it must be clear that I am already on the side of patience.

"I haven't eaten dinner yet!" She suddenly looked a little bit pitiful.

"Here!" I took my own cup of blood and handed it over.

"Give it to me?" She was very excited.

"If you want to drink, hurry up, don't drink." I made a hand gesture to retract, and she hurriedly snatched the cup and started drinking.

"Thank you!" She made two mouthfuls of three, and drank it after a while, and thankfully handed me the empty cup.

"No, I can't drink such awful blood anyway." I replied with a cold smile.

"You!" When she heard it, she was so angry that she couldn't bite me.

"What's wrong with me! Since it's prepared, it's better not to waste it." I put the cup back on the table, and then sat down.

"I heard that your heart was hurt, so I kindly came to see you. I didn't expect you to treat me this way." She squeezed her fingers and chuckles with anger.

"My heart is hurt, so what?" I don't want to think of the pain that pierced the heart, but someone kept mentioning it.

"It's fine, but it's okay to see you like this!" She suddenly looked up and down at me.

"It's nothing to do with you. This is the school, not where you should be." I started chasing away guests.

"Just leave, I'm full anyway," she said, disappearing in her laughter.

"She is?" Viher has never seen Lisa, and it is normal not to know her.

"Thousand-year old demon, but it's far inferior to the two of you." As I said, I turned my face and looked at lace, which had been silent.

"Then let the waiter prepare another dinner for you!" Viher said, beckoning to the waiter.

"No, I can't drink something like this. It's bitter and astringent, just like broken juice." I looked at the blood on the table that I had just vomited and curled my mouth.

"Why don't you drink, how can your body recover!" He looked at me worried.

"This kind of thing is not useless if you drink it." I have already determined one thing, that is, no matter how much blood I drink, it is impossible for my injury to recover, so it is necessary to waste it.

"But don't you feel hungry?" Lace asked curiously.

"Hungry? Probably not! I had a full meal a few days ago, and it should last a long time." I replied while thinking.

"If you can't drink blood, just tell me, what are you doing with so many excuses!" Another mockery came from the side table.

"Can't drink blood?" I repeated with some emotion.

"What? Am I wrong? You can't drink blood at all." He was even more confident, so he could hear him clearly in any corner of the hall.

"Oh! How about verifying it then?" I asked coldly, already teleporting in front of him, he got nervous, stood up, just let me hug his neck.

"Luvian!" Viher behind them was surprised.

"Now do you think you need to confirm it?" I didn't kiss, but rubbed his neck gently with the tips of my teeth.

"I...I..." He was trembling, and I clearly felt that he was holding him. He was afraid, as if a little rabbit met a falcon, he only dared to tremble in place instead of running away.

"Sister Luvian!" At this time, Little Gray suddenly came in from outside and walked straight to our side.

"What's the matter? I'm planning to eat!" I didn't let go, just retracted my fangs and asked.

"Sister Luvian, how can you drink his blood!" Little Gray replied with a grin.

"Why can't you drink it?" I was rather puzzled.

"He is only one or two hundred years old. For you, his blood is not much different from human blood, so it must be difficult to swallow. It's better not to drink it!"

"..." I let go of him and turned to Little Gray. Seeing me let go, he madly hid behind Viher.

"What about today's dinner?" reached out his hand and touched his little head, asking with a smile.

"Look, what is this?" He took out a thermos cup from behind and shook it in front of my eyes.

"This is..." I took my hand and opened the lid. Although the blood inside was cold, it smelled of affection.

"I think these blood should suit your taste." Little Gray looked at me with a grin.

"Brother's blood?" The only reasonable source of blood that I can think of is him.

"Drink quickly! It's almost dawn, I have to go back!" He did not answer, but urged.

"Yeah!" I picked up the cup and drank it, the delicious taste of tongue and teeth, slowly revealing from the memory.

"Here!" I drank the last drop and handed him the cup back.

"Then I'm leaving!" He turned and left.

"Wait!" I stepped forward and stopped him.

"Ah!" As long as I use too much force, my heart will hurt to death.

"Sister Luvian, what's the matter with you?" Little Gray helped me and asked urgently.

"It's okay, I feel distressed!" I calmed down, and then asked, "Whose blood is this blood?"

"My father's!" A sincere smile flashed on Little Gray's simple face.

"Impossible, brother's blood doesn't taste like this! Come on, who is it?" I won't be fooled by this smile. I remember the smell of blood, it's definitely not my brother's.

"It's my father's. My father said when he gave it to me." Little Gray replied affirmatively.

"Did St. Grad personally give it to you?" I began to confirm step by step.

"Well, half an hour ago, Dad came to me and gave this to me, saying that your body is very weak and you need to drink more." No matter how I ask, there is not a trace on his face. The sense of harmony makes the doubt in my heart like a kite with a broken thread, lost its direction.

"Oh, then you go back first!" I shook my hand and let him go.

"Then Sister Luvian, see you tomorrow night." Little Gray said as he turned and disappeared at the entrance of the cafeteria.

"Is Little Gray lying to me, or St. Grad lying to me?" For a while, I was a little at a loss, but one thing I can be sure of is that the blood just now is definitely not my brother's, and my brother's blood is not that smell.

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