Because of My Stupidity, I Became a Timid Vampire

Chapter 70 : I'm Sorry

"Bei Yaoyue...?"

A weak voice barely audible entered Bei Yaoyue's ears, finally awakening her from the terrifying nightmare. She quickly turned her unfocused gaze toward Xifeng and asked urgently: "Xifeng, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Xifeng forced out a stiff smile, speaking as if nothing was wrong.

Though putting on a brave front verbally, her actual physical condition was far worse than it appeared.

"Does that look like you're fine!?" Bei Yaoyue roared angrily for a moment, but immediately realized this wasn't the time to be angry at Xifeng, so she tried hard to suppress her fury.

Salty liquid dripped onto the corner of Xifeng's mouth. She was stunned for a moment, then said with an uncomfortable feeling in her heart: "You're crying."

Although crying had become commonplace for Xifeng due to her physical condition, she was actually someone who couldn't bear to see girls cry.

Seeing girls cry always gave her an indescribable sense of guilt.

"Eh?"

Only after Xifeng's reminder did Bei Yaoyue realize that somehow, her eyes had become completely soaked with tears, her cheeks felt cool—that was the sensation of moisture being cooled by air.

"I'm... not crying." She quickly turned her head away, reaching up to randomly wipe at her face. "My eyelashes just poked my eyes."

The clumsy lie brought a knowing smile to Xifeng's face, but what followed was unstoppable heartache.

This was the first time she'd seen Bei Yaoyue cry so vulnerably, abandoning her pride like a king of beasts and becoming as pitiful and helpless as a small dog soaked by rain.

And Bei Yaoyue's tears were shed for her.

"When did this start?" Bei Yaoyue sniffled softly and asked.

"Last night." Xifeng answered honestly.

"Last night!?" Bei Yaoyue was stunned. The anger she'd just suppressed flared up again. "It's been a whole day, and you wouldn't tell me!?

"Weren't you afraid you'd die here without anyone knowing!?"

Perhaps this was Bei Yaoyue's unique way of speaking—clearly words of concern, but they sounded like scolding.

Xifeng smiled bitterly and didn't respond. She just didn't want Bei Yaoyue to worry needlessly about her.

Finally having wiped away most of the moisture from her face, Bei Yaoyue cleared her throat, crouched by the bedside, grasped Xifeng's ice-cold small hand, and asked in a much calmer voice: "Where does your body feel uncomfortable? Tell me quickly."

Looking at those slightly red and swollen eyes, Xifeng hesitated, then said: "I just feel so cold... my head hurts so much... and my consciousness is somewhat blurred..."

This was clearly not a situation that could be brushed off with clumsy lies. Xifeng simply told the truth directly, but this was all she knew.

Although she was a vampire, Xifeng actually didn't understand vampire physiology any better than others.

Xifeng's voice was barely audible, like a flame struggling desperately in a fierce wind, ready to be extinguished at the slightest carelessness.

She felt like she had become a cold corpse, her entire body bone-chillingly cold as if in an ice cellar, unable to find any part that could generate warmth. Her muscles were as stiff as if frozen for three days and nights in ice and snow, her heartbeat so fast it seemed ready to jump out of her chest.

Clearly, her physical condition could no longer be described as terrible. It seemed her bodily functions had almost completely stopped, with only a small portion of tissue still stubbornly resisting.

To maintain consciousness in this condition was already thanks to a vampire's extremely tenacious vitality. If she were human, she might already be dead.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine." Bei Yaoyue comforted Xifeng with the softest voice possible while forcing her brain to think rapidly.

Think of something, Bei Yaoyue!

Her brow nearly knitted together, Bei Yaoyue paced frantically around the bedroom like a madwoman, forcing her panic-occupied mind to dig up any possible solutions.

But the more she thought, the more desperate Bei Yaoyue felt.

Given Xifeng's special identity, hospitals were almost the first option to be ruled out, but besides hospitals... where else could she seek help? She couldn't exactly consult obviously fictional vampire literature?

Therefore, after thinking it through, Bei Yaoyue sadly realized she seemed unable to do anything. For the first time in her life, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

In this world, money could make devils push millstones, and having been born with a golden spoon, she never lacked money and had never encountered unmanageable situations.

"Don't cry anymore, I'm fine..." Xifeng smiled faintly, her voice ethereal like floating clouds in a clear sky. "I'm just... going to sleep for a bit..."

As if frozen in the ice mountains of extreme cold, she needed to use all her strength just to breathe.

Throughout this entire half day, Xifeng had been lying on this bed, thinking about many things... many, many things.

They say people approaching death see life and death most clearly. Only now did Xifeng truly understand this saying. In less than a day, she had figured out many things that were usually hard to understand or that she'd never even think about.

Because of this, Xifeng had also come to terms with it. As the saying goes, if it's fortune, it's not disaster; if it's disaster, it can't be avoided. If fate held this trial for her, then all she could do was accept it calmly.

The only thing she really couldn't bear to leave was Bei Yaoyue. If she left, Bei Yaoyue would surely be heartbroken, right?

Oh no, there was also He Pingge whom she couldn't stop worrying about, and that Ji You who always pretended to be profound but was actually an idiot... She really couldn't bear to leave them.

"Shut up!"

Like a taut string suddenly snapping from excessive pressure, Bei Yaoyue screamed hysterically at Xifeng: "You absolutely won't have anything happen to you! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll never forgive you!"

But soon, reason overcame anger. She immediately realized her loss of composure—she shouldn't be angry at Xifeng right now, no matter what.

She immediately abandoned her pride, trembling as she lowered her head and apologized: "I'm sorry... Xifeng... I..."

Before she could finish, Xifeng's voice interrupted her: "Perhaps... the one who should really say sorry is me."

Bei Yaoyue's somewhat manic behavior was also stimulating Xifeng's heart, but what could she change now?

"Eh?" Bei Yaoyue froze, looking toward Xifeng's cheeks, where the deep-seated exhaustion made her heart clench painfully.

"So sleepy." Her voice barely audible, Xifeng slowly closed her eyes. "I might... need to sleep for a bit first."

Her consciousness could fly away at any moment. She was already doing everything she could to keep from "falling asleep."

"No! You can't sleep!" Bei Yaoyue frantically hugged Xifeng's body, shaking her vigorously, trying to help her stay awake. "Wake up! You must hold on!"

If Xifeng fell asleep at this time... she might truly never wake up again.

"What to do... what to do... what to do what to do what to do..."

Bei Yaoyue asked herself over and over like a monk chanting, but her reason told her there was no solution.

Collapsing onto the floor without support, deep powerlessness spreading throughout her body, Bei Yaoyue even wanted to slap her useless self hard, but what would be the point?

For the first time in her life, she felt so useless, unable even to share Xifeng's pain. She choked up, tears unconsciously flowing again.

Wait...?

As if thinking of something, Bei Yaoyue's eyes trembled, then she took out her phone from her pocket with shaking hands.