novelraw Chapter 73 : What a Coincidence
Chapter 73 : What a Coincidence
Hugging Xifeng tightly, Bei Yaoyue's ten fingers unconsciously exerted force, but due to excessive pressure, several wounds on the back of her hand that had just scabbed over burst open. Immediately, several thin streams of blood flowed down the back of her hand.
Noticing this, Xifeng quickly broke free from Bei Yaoyue's embrace and used strength from who knows where to firmly press her down on the bed.
"Don't move, rest well. You've lost a bit too much blood." Xifeng said somewhat firmly, though paired with that timid voice and appearance, it really had no intimidating power.
"Okay." Bei Yaoyue nodded gently.
Seeing Bei Yaoyue being so obedient, Xifeng breathed a sigh of relief. She heartachingly picked up that hand covered in knife marks, feeling her eyes sting. She frantically blinked her eyes, trying to stop the disobedient tears that wanted to run out on their own.
"It hurts a lot, doesn't it?" she asked.
"No, it doesn't hurt at all." Bei Yaoyue shook her head. How could the pain in her arm compare to even one percent of her heartache at that time?
After thinking, Xifeng stuck out her tongue and gently licked the wound that had just burst open and was still bleeding.
"I heard that this way, the pain will lessen a lot." Xifeng said.
Watching Xifeng tenderly and carefully lick her wounds like a cow caring for its calf, Bei Yaoyue couldn't help but show a smile from the bottom of her heart. Believing such words—that was so like Xifeng.
But she didn't speak up to shatter Xifeng's illusion. If it could give Xifeng some psychological comfort, it seemed quite nice.
One, two, three, four...
While licking, Xifeng counted the number of wounds. She counted all the way through—thirteen wounds in total. Each one was like a scar Bei Yaoyue had carved in her heart.
"Mm..."
The softness and warmth of the tongue licking back and forth on the stinging wounds, the strange wet heat stimulating her nerves, made Bei Yaoyue's body tremble involuntarily as she let out a comfortable low moan.
Hearing that strange moan, Xifeng's face reddened. She looked up at her and asked Bei Yaoyue somewhat indignantly: "What are you calling out?"
"Bei Yaoyue."
"¿"
Not expecting Bei Yaoyue to still have the mood for jokes at this time, a big upside-down question mark couldn't help but appear above Xifeng's head.
However, this move seemed very effective. The somewhat awkward atmosphere between them dissolved considerably under this one sentence.
Seeing that the wound had more or less stopped bleeding, Xifeng pulled out two tissues and gently wiped away the remaining blood on the back of her hand. Looking at Bei Yaoyue's cheeks that were much paler than usual, she almost couldn't help but tear up again.
"How's your body? Are you feeling very uncomfortable? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Xifeng fired off several questions like a machine gun, her voice overflowing with concern.
But Bei Yaoyue just shook her head: "I'm fine. If it's just excessive blood loss, I'll be better after resting for a while."
As an adolescent girl, she was quite confident in her body's blood-producing ability.
Since Bei Yaoyue had said so, Xifeng didn't feel comfortable insisting on anything. She wiped away the saliva she had left on Bei Yaoyue's hand and asked: "Are you hungry? Should I make you something to eat?"
It was already past nine in the evening, and Bei Yaoyue hadn't eaten anything all day.
Actually, Bei Yaoyue wasn't hungry at all right now, but seeing Xifeng's caring eyes, she didn't have the heart to refuse directly, so she nodded: "Mm, a little."
"Then lie down properly here." Xifeng picked up two pillows to prop behind Bei Yaoyue's back, pressing her against the pillows. "You're not allowed to get up, or I'll get angry."
"Mm-hmm, okay." Bei Yaoyue nodded perfunctorily, watching as Xifeng left the room with frequent backward glances.
It really felt good to be cared for.
With unstoppable smiles spreading across her lips, Bei Yaoyue picked up her phone and skillfully opened the system, browsing through the various data.
"[Status]:
Satiety: 39.4%
Health: 62.5%
Mood: 89.1%
Shame: 27.3%
Sensitivity: 28.3%
Arousal: 11.2%"
Indeed, as Xifeng had said, although her body hadn't completely recovered, it had at least reached the passing line for health. She figured that in just a few more days, she should be able to return to normal.
But Bei Yaoyue's brow suddenly furrowed. She pondered this 62.5% health level—although it passed the baseline, the situation must be considerably worse than just excessive blood loss, right?
How could she let Xifeng cook while she lay here like a seriously ill patient reaping without sowing?
So Bei Yaoyue planned to get up and help Xifeng, but on second thought, she didn't seem to know how to cook. If she went, she'd probably just get in the way.
"Forget it, forget it." Bei Yaoyue shook her head. It was just cooking—there shouldn't be any major problems.
"[Affection]:
Affection Level: 95
Xifeng now views Bei Yaoyue as a lover she would die for."
Looking at the affection level that had finally broken through the friend relationship barrier, Bei Yaoyue couldn't help but smile happily. It seemed that this wave of operations had directly guaranteed her home base. Not only was it not a loss, but a complete profit.
Actually, after this incident, both of them could clearly feel that their relationship had undergone a qualitative leap. Their hearts were growing closer and closer.
About this, both were clear as mirrors and had a tacit understanding not to mention anything.
Everything seemed natural and logical.
For a moment, Bei Yaoyue was actually somewhat grateful for this sudden crisis, as it had given her the opportunity to completely enter Xifeng's heart.
But she quickly frowned and shook her head, asking herself how she could have such thoughts.
If advancing their relationship required Xifeng to be harmed as a prerequisite, she would rather remain strangers with Xifeng forever, never to meet again.
Actually, the crisis that occurred with Xifeng's body this time could be said to be built up from a series of coincidences.
Yesterday morning, when Xifeng rode the roller coaster, she was directly exposed to sunlight for several dozen seconds, causing some degree of damage to her body.
But this originally wasn't a problem. As a vampire, her body's self-recovery ability was naturally extremely strong. But just as injured people need to supplement protein to promote metabolism and speed recovery, she also needed large amounts of energy supplementation when recovering from bodily injuries, and this energy source was undoubtedly blood.
As long as there was sufficient blood supplementation, Xifeng could completely recover in just a few hours.
But the sudden conflict between Xifeng and Bei Yaoyue caused her to recklessly get herself drunk at noon. She spent the entire afternoon in post-intoxication sleep. During these nearly ten hours, to recover from the bodily damage, the blood she had previously absorbed was consumed in large quantities, quickly transitioning from a normal state to a "hungry" state.
If Xifeng had been awake at this time, she would have immediately realized she needed to supplement blood. But coincidentally, when her body most needed blood supply, she happened to be in deep sleep. Only her body continued consuming blood, and because she needed to recover from injuries, the blood consumption rate was several times faster than usual.
It wasn't until extreme blood thirst put her in a near-death state that she gradually awakened from the alcohol's numbing effects, but by then it was already too late.
As the saying goes, extremes lead to reversal. People in extremely cold conditions actually feel warm—this is also why many people who freeze to death actually remove their clothes before dying. Similarly, when in a state of extreme blood thirst, Xifeng actually couldn't feel any "hunger."
Fortunately, at the last moment, Bei Yaoyue arrived in time and provided Xifeng with large amounts of fresh blood. Nourished by fresh blood, her body was like withered grass meeting sweet rain after a long drought—reborn.