Chapter 13: The medicine cannot be stopped! [Seeking monthly votes]

“Then is your usual male appearance just a disguise?”

“No, it’s not…”

Xia Yu said as she absentmindedly twirled the ends of her hair with her right index finger, circling it several times without realizing.

Taking advantage of Mo Yidong’s distraction, Xia Yu’s gaze kept flickering toward him from time to time.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Mo Yidong’s focused expression, as if he wanted to learn everything about her.

Whether it was a foggy brain or just foolishness, Xia Yu ended up telling him everything about herself, straightforwardly.

“During the full moon, a Blood Clan’s magic is at its peak. The strong magic can suppress half of their human state, allowing them to become the Complete Blood Clan Form.”

“I see…”

“But Blood Clans mostly live in the Nation of Perpetual Daylight. How did you come here?”

News about Blood Clans in the City was almost non-existent; they hated coexisting with humans.

Now that coexistence in the city no longer met their needs, they voluntarily moved far away.

“I don’t know either.”

Xia Yu had never seen her own kind since childhood.

Back in kindergarten, because of her race, she hadn’t met any clan members or parents.

She was called an Orphan and was bullied for a while.

“Standing’s tiring. Come sit with me for a bit.”

After all, such a beautiful and cute appearance wasn’t something to see every day.

Mo Yidong patted the Sofa beside him, gesturing for Xia Yu to sit over.

It was also easier for him to observe her closely.

“No, I’m fine standing.”

“If you don’t come over, I’ll come to you.”

“I’ll come!”

Xia Yu quickly agreed, nervously taking small steps to sit honestly beside Mo Yidong.

She sat quietly, saying nothing, just waiting to be questioned.

“Since you’re Blood Clan, have you ever sucked blood?”

“No.”

Xia Yu had been a homebody ever since she became a girl.

Shamefully, she was a Blood Clan member but had never tried drinking human blood, not even absorbing magic.

She was a virgin—no, a pure maiden.

To be honest, she hadn’t been like tonight, becoming a Blood Clan with someone else around her, which felt rather awkward…

Xia Yu froze for a few seconds, wondering why Mo Yidong asked that.

Could it be he was worried since there were only two of them in the room?

Was he concerned about doing something indecent because of her Blood Clan identity?

To clarify she wouldn’t act recklessly, Xia Yu hurriedly explained.

“Don’t worry, I won’t suck your blood!”

“I’m just curious, nothing else. But Blood Clans can replenish their bodies by absorbing magic or human blood, quickly restoring their physical functions.”

Xia Yu nervously stared at the veins on Mo Yidong’s neck.

The more he spoke about the blood vessels’ activity, the more obvious they became.

She watched intently, her heart strangely stirred by Mo Yidong’s explanation.

“I…”

“Blood Clans also have a habit: if they find something they like, they’ll put a Blood Mark on it. Have you ever marked anyone?”

“I haven’t! I wouldn’t stab anyone!”

Mo Yidong’s words were like a demon whispering, slowly knocking deep into Xia Yu’s heart.

As a Blood Clan, she hadn’t understood their habits or lived by their customs.

“If you can’t do anything, then how did you become a Blood Clan? That’s a bit irresponsible.”

“I…”

Xia Yu was at a loss for words, trying to think how to respond when something unexpected happened.

She never thought Mo Yidong would do this!

“You…”

Suddenly, Mo Yidong put his right thumb at the corner of her mouth, lightly slipping it in and casually playing with her sharp fangs.

It seemed as if he could be pierced at any moment, and she could already imagine the fresh scent of blood filling his mouth, sliding down his throat—the deliciousness right in front of him.

“Want to try?”

Xia Yu stayed clear-headed, her bright red eyes fixed straight on Mo Yidong.

She didn’t dare move her mouth or utter a single word, afraid that speaking might break the skin around his thumb.

The quiet room suddenly rang with a crisp phone ringtone.

The next second, Mo Yidong withdrew his thumb and pulled his phone from his pocket to answer.

“I’ll be right down.”

After hanging up, Mo Yidong saw Xia Yu’s anxious expression and smiled softly.

“My car’s here to pick me up. See you at school tomorrow.”

Hearing the door close, Xia Yu froze, her face burning even hotter than before.

“See you at school…”

Yeah, right!

Xia Yu quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth and recalled the scene just now, fuming.

What’s the meaning of that?

What’s going on?

Flirting and then leaving!?

That’s downright shameless!

What if he really broke the skin?

The consequences were beyond what Xia Yu had considered.

No way!

Mo Yidong was really bad!

See you tomorrow? No way!

Tomorrow, Xia Yu was going to ask the teacher to change seats!

There was no way she could be deskmates with him!

After finally sending him off, Xia Yu angrily stood up to take a shower, then glanced at the schoolbag on the Sofa and shouted in frustration:

“It’s all your fault!”

No, Xia Yu should be blaming herself for not taking her medicine.

She really couldn’t stop the meds!!

This kind of thing absolutely could not happen a second time—she couldn’t let Mo Yidong catch her when she turned into a girl again!

Mo Yidong sat in the car, tilting his head to look out at the bustling street outside.

His hands rested on his abdomen, his left hand gently stroking the tooth mark on his right thumb.

There was only a shallow dent, not deep.

Xia Yu hadn’t lied; she truly had never bitten anyone.

Her nervous and flustered expression kept flashing through his mind, involuntarily curling his lips into a smile as he muttered to himself:

“She really is adorable.”

“Who’s adorable?”

The Driver caught sight of Mo Yidong’s pleasant expression in the rearview mirror.

It looked like he’d encountered something good, and curiosity got the better of him.

“Nothing.”

Mo Yidong liked to spend his free time studying creatures outside textbooks, such as races nonexistent in the City.

If Xia Yu was to remain a Blood Clan as Teacher Qiu mentioned, her medicine would have to be stopped.

But directly stopping the medication was impossible—they had tried today.

What method should he use then?

Based on Teacher Qiu’s description of Xia Yu’s past, it seemed she didn’t want to be a girl and was giving up on being a Blood Clan.

Probing too much about her wasn’t good either.

Mo Yidong wanted to learn more about the Blood Clans—their habits, their abilities.

He almost wanted to confess directly, to make Xia Yu his Experimental Subject and study her for life.

In truth, Mo Yidong knew more about the Blood Clans than Xia Yu did…

Because… ten years ago, during the Fire at the Sanatorium, the real arsonist was a Blood Clan.

The captured culprit was merely a Scapegoat.

Their motive remained unclear.

Mo Yidong regained his calm expression, gazing out the window.

He had a feeling the real arsonist would soon return, reappearing before them once more.