Zhao Yueyue said to her husband, “You go ask the police… no… I don’t even know her name.”
She suddenly sounded a bit discouraged.
Last night was too rushed, and I didn’t leave any information about that little girl.
“She looks around sixteen or seventeen… I haven’t met anyone like her this year. I don’t know what happened to her… sigh… I’m like this myself, why am I worrying so much about others…”
Long Yiri saw Zhao Yueyue like this and sighed.
“I know you’re kind-hearted. I’ll help you ask more clearly later. Whether there’s anything or not, your main priority now is to take care of yourself and not let Mom and Dad worry. The kids have been worried to death these past few days, saying they want to visit you every day. How can I bring them with you like this, right?”
Long Yiri comforted her, made Zhao Yueyue lie down, and helped her cover with the blanket.
“You, don’t overthink. Just focus on recovering now. Leave the rest to your husband.”
“Mmm.”
Zhao Yueyue’s heart softened.
She really was bewitched.
Although she was usually warm-hearted, she had never been as attentive to anyone as she was to Li Ruoxi…
It was just that her condition made it impossible to not worry.
—
Lafei’er, dressed in simple and clean casual clothes, stood by the bed and asked the doctor with his head lowered.
“When will she wake up?”
The doctor took off his stethoscope and reached out to lift Li Ruoxi’s eyelid. He shook his head.
“Her injuries are too severe. We’ve done our best. The rest is up to her fate.”
After saying that, the middle-aged male doctor bid farewell to Lafei’er.
“It’s already the third day… If the mistress worries about her injuries and comes to see her again… The whole family can’t do without the mistress, and this damned woman…”
Lafei’er looked at the sleeping Li Ruoxi, feeling no pity in his heart.
He only wanted to finish off this bad woman who had interfered with his mistress, right here…
But after many years at Vivian’s side, he knew her temperament.
If he really killed Li Ruoxi, it would only cause trouble.
Now the best outcome is for this woman to obediently stay by the mistress’s side.
“You really think the mistress wants to suck your blood? Naive.”
Lafei’er felt infinite contempt for the naive Li Ruoxi.
Any Prince could say that, but Vivian alone absolutely would not.
And she says her blood can increase strength?
It’s laughable.
Does she really think she’s the reincarnation of Zuo Mi’er?
The mistress’s care is only because you might have her bloodline power within you, that you might be her descendant.
Lafei’er watched the sleeping Li Ruoxi on the hospital bed, completely regarding her as a burden.
If not for the recent rumors circulating in the Vampire Circle that her blood could enhance a vampire’s power, and his mistress actually protected her by tacitly acknowledging the rumor.
She refused to give Li Ruoxi up…
“This gentleman…”
The nurse in a pink long-style uniform outside pushed the door open and said weakly.
Lafei’er’s handsome face made all the female staff in the hospital’s hearts boil.
Mo Ziqi was a bit afraid of this handsome man, but couldn’t help wanting to talk to him.
However, she came in now for this patient.
“If possible, please draw the curtains. When the patient is resting, it’s better not to disturb her.”
Mo Ziqi met Lafei’er’s deep pupils.
“S-sorry… The patient’s health is important…”
“I know.”
When Lafei’er spoke, he actually used Chinese.
Mo Ziqi thought he wouldn’t understand, thinking she’d have to translate in English.
“Ziqi… Ziqi… means no harm, sir.”
Mo Ziqi bowed.
“This little girl… the doctor says as long as she rests well, she might wake up in a few days. Please don’t worry too much… it’s bad for your health.”
‘So embarrassing… Is he concerned about me?’
Mo Ziqi blushed, but her heart couldn’t help happily murmuring.
Her colleagues were still hesitating whether to make a move, but she was the most decisive.
‘But… she’s really beautiful…’
In her own circle, Mo Ziqi was considered a top beauty, but when she saw Li Ruoxi, she still felt inferior.
‘She must be his… younger sister, I guess.’
As the butler of a thousand-year-old vampire family, Lafei’er himself had received systematic etiquette training.
When he walked, every step seemed precisely measured by a ruler.
“Go.”
Lafei’er said sparingly.
His hand was naturally and politely placed on the nurse’s back, as if leading a child away.
Mo Ziqi, who usually prided herself on her height of over 1.7 meters, now standing next to Lafei’er, looked like a child.
Her mind wandered with fantasies, and her heartbeat inexplicably quickened.
After the two left, in the hospital room, only Li Ruoxi remained.
Before leaving, Lafei’er had already drawn the curtains.
The hot, scorching sunlight outside was filtered by the curtains, and the room was enveloped in a faint yellow light.
At this moment, a streak of pure white light suddenly came out from Li Ruoxi’s forehead, like something from a TV show, a Primordial Spirit kind of thing emerging from her mind.
The white light seemed to emanate from something like a circular bead.
Li Ruoxi on the hospital bed seemed to have lost something after the white light came out.
But the electrocardiogram on the machine beside her ran steadily, without fluctuations.
From this angle, Li Ruoxi looked at her own body—it was very strange.
Since becoming a girl, she rarely looked in the mirror.
Now seeing her own face again, she, as consciousness within the white light, suddenly laughed out loud.
As a writer herself, she had experienced the taste of a heroine in a tragic story, and she was a man too.
‘I should be dead now.’
Li Ruoxi thought, since her consciousness had come out.
‘I guessed wrong. Even if you’re the protagonist, no matter how much you court death, you can still die. I thought I could get through the suffering unscathed.’
The white light suddenly drifted to the cheek of Li Ruoxi on the bed.
Like someone about to leave, reluctant, wanting to take something away but unable to take anything.
Li Ruoxi’s soul white light drifted up from her cheek again, and paused in midair for a moment.
She looked at her own tragic, fragile face.
Suddenly, a trace of guilt arose in her heart.
‘I think… you shouldn’t have been controlled by me like this.’
She realized that perhaps her journey was over.
What remained was for the real girl named Li Ruoxi to face.
The plot had been changed by the flapping of her wings, but the fate of Li Ruoxi’s identity had become even more tragic.
As the author, she had experienced this period of life and could finally feel the despair in Li Ruoxi’s heart.
Moreover, she knew the plot, but Li Ruoxi did not.
What awaited her was probably more despair.
‘The only thing I can help you with is to rewrite your fate after I wake up.’
…
In her soul state, she awaited the call of another world.
…Close eyes.
…Sink into a deeper world.
…Slowly feel.
Surroundings should be dark.
In the distance, a gap leaks white light, then the body becomes lighter and lighter.
Slowly, slowly.
Wake up!
She opened her eyes!
‘I’m finally back!’
Electrocardiogram, beep—beep—a long, steady sound.
Can’t smell anything.
‘It seems… I’m still here.’
‘…’
‘Could it be… just an out-of-body experience? Or do I have to stay in this state forever?’
‘This time I’m done for…’
Li Ruoxi felt she was screwed.
She was still Li Ruoxi, just Li Ruoxi in an out-of-body state, or rather… she was now a ghost.
What kind of situation is this?
Li Ruoxi couldn’t recall if there was any plot about going out of body and then returning to the physical body.
She tried.
She controlled the white light to slowly sink into her own body.
Then…
She saw the underside of the bed.
‘What do I do!!!!’
‘I was just pitying her, now who’s going to pity me!!’
‘This is me playing myself to death!!’
The white light darted around in the air, then suddenly vanished.
Li Ruoxi felt as if she had a body again… no, it was a spirit body.
“This time I really became a ghost…”
She stood frozen in place, not knowing what to do.
Outside, the door suddenly pushed open.
Brooke!
How did he appear here!
In her spirit form, she looked in shock at Brooke walking in from the opposite side.
‘He can’t see me?’
Brooke couldn’t see Li Ruoxi’s spirit.
He walked straight to the bed and looked at the unconscious Li Ruoxi.
“How pathetic. I thought you’d last longer. Didn’t expect to see you in such a miserable state. Looks even worse than when I had you under my control.”
Brooke sniffed, catching the lingering scent of blood beneath the smell of disinfectant.
He leaned down, his long hands bracing on both sides of the bed, and brought his head close to Li Ruoxi’s neck.
“Hey! Bastard! What the hell are you doing! You damn leech! Get away!”
She reached out and shoved Brooke hard…
But the result was that her whole body passed through from one side of the bed to the other…
Through Brooke…
Brooke paused, lifted his head, and looked around with his eyes.
His sixth sense had just told him something passed by him, but he saw nothing.
“Something unclean?”
Brooke smiled gently instead.
“How could it be unclean.”
Seeing Li Ruoxi right in front of him, he thought again of how Vivian, originally on par with him in strength, had been able to defeat him… because of this woman.
“Vivian has only had you for a few days, and she’s become so powerful. If I sucked you dry in one go, what do you think would happen?”
‘I’d die! I’d die! Bastard! That’s my body! Don’t mess with it!!!’
Li Ruoxi’s spirit was so anxious she was incoherent, darting back and forth by the bed, but she just couldn’t push Brooke away.
‘Someone take this scumbag ghost away!’
Li Ruoxi tried again, failed again.
She collapsed on the other side, just in time to see Brooke’s sharp fangs extend, slowly approaching the neck, then…
Li Ruoxi couldn’t bear to watch.
Directly draining her blood… it was too terrifying.
Her body turning into a dried corpse… it must be hideous.
She suddenly felt very wronged, very powerless, wanted to shout loudly.
But Brooke’s teeth slowly sank into the skin of the neck, and tiny beads of blood seeped out from the pores…