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Sheng Xingzhou felt as if he had been trapped in a dream, his clear consciousness trapped in chaos. He looked around, but saw darkness everywhere, with only familiar voices coming from time to time.

That was Sang Jiyue's voice, she had been talking to him.

The voice was intermittent and unclear. He could only occasionally hear what she was saying, and could only struggle to wake up and respond to her on very rare occasions.

This helplessness almost drove him crazy.

Sheng Xingzhou felt like he had become a walking corpse, wandering aimlessly all day long. Only when the girl held his hand with her soft and cold hand did he briefly find direction.

Later, he got used to her presence and no longer needed the soft restraint. There were invisible ropes that locked him to her side, like a devout believer.

There would always be a cold body in his arms at some point in time, and at that time he seemed to have temperature that could warm up the coldness.

He was addicted to this feeling.

Sheng Xingzhou realized that his consciousness might not be able to return to that rotten and stiff body, but Sang Jiyue never abandoned him.

Faintly, he heard her make a sweet promise in a light tone. She said she would give him two years.

What two years?

Is that what he meant?

Sheng Xingzhou didn't have the chance to ask her because he couldn't wake up.

Later, Sheng Xingzhou caught a cold snowflake, and they seemed to have found a new home.

He didn't know what to do, but a familiar voice would always ring in his ears at the right time, keeping him busy.

Such a life is happy and fulfilling.

He almost forgot what his original life was like, and it seemed no different from now.

He allowed himself to sink into chaos.

It was perhaps because of the familiar voice that never stopped ringing in his ears that briefly pulled him up when he was completely immersed in chaos.

Sheng Xingzhou lived his life in ups and downs.

Then winter passed.

The familiar voice continued, but with a hint of fatigue and confusion, lingering in his ears: "Sheng Xingzhou, you still haven't woken up?"

Sheng Xingzhou often heard Sang Jiyue say this.

She said it many times, and often threatened that if he didn't wake up tomorrow, she would...

Maybe Sang Jiyue didn't say it, or maybe Sang Jiyue had too many tricks, and Sheng Xingzhou had forgotten it.

What he remembered more clearly was the unique, sweet smell that lingered in his mouth.

The smell comes from Sang Jiyue, but it will hurt her.

Sheng Xingzhou was very resistant, both his body and mind were rejecting it, but she seemed particularly stubborn and insisted on feeding the blood into his mouth.

She sighed, "Don't waste it. You can't not eat."

So what if I just ate?

He couldn't wake up again, and his sleep time was getting longer and longer.

Originally, my body was tireless and could wander around forever, but for some reason, I could only stay in the same place.

She seemed to be unable to bear to see him sitting still all day, so she took him for a walk three times a day. Later, perhaps because Dafu was old and could not play outside for too long, she stopped walking the dog and let Dafu play in the yard, and only took him out for a walk every day.

Spring, summer, autumn, winter.

The four seasons made up this muddled year for him.

He could neither see nor hear, everything was chaotic, only the temperature at his hand was so clear.

I really want to wake up.

He didn't want to live in a daze. He should be sober and profound every day he was with her.

He has been delayed for a long time.

Sheng Xingzhou thought so.

It's night again.

This is Sheng Xingzhou's favorite moment because it is when he is closest to Sang Jiyue.

Sang Jiyue likes warm embraces, and he likes to hug her. Only when he touches her and feels her cool body temperature will he have the illusion of being alive.

She was already fast asleep.

Sheng Xingzhou held her motionlessly as he did every night before. She habitually slept against his chest, her ear against his heart, her gentle, long breathing penetrating the fabric in front of her body.

He could clearly feel the frequency of her breathing, very light, very little, but fresh enough.

My silent heart seemed to be scratched by a kitten's claws, and it beat unexpectedly for a moment.

Then it can't be stopped.

He opened his eyes and stared at her blankly, just like before.

But his heart was beating.

Wherever he looked, there was no longer a hazy white layer. The colors in his arms began to bloom, and the whole world was filled with color.

His body had been stiff for too long, and Sheng Xingzhou couldn't help but move.

Sang Jiyue didn't wake up, she was sleeping very soundly.

Sheng Xingzhou was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't dare to move too much. His heart was beating wildly and his breathing was heavier with excitement.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand. His sharp nails were trimmed by Sang Jiyue into a round and smooth shape. His fingertips fell on her soft cheek.

He seemed to have lost some weight, perhaps because he had been too weak over the past year and she no longer ordered him to do anything, or perhaps because she would cut her fingers or arms from time to time to let the blood flow.

Sheng Xingzhou carefully looked up at her sleeve and saw the bandage wrapped around it.

He felt heavy and annoyed, and couldn't help but hug her tighter.

Seeing the hair on her forehead falling on her fair face, he reached out to help her tuck the loose hair behind her ears.

Then he hugged her quietly, moving from time to time, proving that he was too happy to sleep.

The frosty moonlight of the winter night poured into the dim room through the window, making her face translucent and bright, as if sparkling with pearl-like brilliance.

Sheng Xingzhou lowered his head to look at her. As long as he saw her, it was difficult for him to look away. He seemed to be bewitched and could not help but get closer to her.

Sang Jiyue suddenly sighed.

Sheng Xingzhou immediately stopped moving.

"Why are you so active tonight?" Her voice still sounded sleepy, and her eyes were still closed. She asked him, "Are you hungry?"

Sheng Xingzhou: “…”

He said nothing.

Sang Jiyue yawned, opened his eyes, and continued, "Why else would you want to bite my mouth? Did you do it on purpose? You're quite good at choosing your position, Sheng Xingzhou."

Sheng Xingzhou didn't dare to speak anymore.

"But you can't do that, I'll feel dirty." Sang Jiyue said, stretching out a finger without a Band-Aid, and was about to bite it, but was held down by Sheng Xingzhou again.

She frowned slightly: "Weren't you yelling at me just now because you were hungry?"

Sheng Xingzhou wanted to say that he was just too happy, but he was not sure if Sang Jiyue would be angry if she found out that he woke up and wanted to kiss her secretly.

Although they had already started a relationship, he had never felt involved and everything had to proceed step by step.

Pretend to be a zombie first.

Sheng Xingzhou thought about it, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Sang Jiyue: "?"

Why are you closing your eyes?

She stared at Sheng Xingzhou for a long time before closing her eyes again and leaning close to his chest.

There was a sound in my ears again.

The moment she realized it, it took Sang Jiyue a long time to come back to her senses. She suddenly reached out and hugged his waist tightly.

Sheng Xingzhou was so happy that he almost opened his eyes to look at her.

It was an ordinary and beautiful night.

…

Today was the day they were scheduled to depart.

Ji Xin was very active and waited at the door early in the morning, waiting to set off with them, but Sheng Xingzhou squatted in the corner with his back to him, doing something unknown. Sang Jiyue walked over slowly with hot milk, and seemed to have no intention of setting off at all.

Just as he expected, Sang Jiyue didn't even give a reason and said directly: "I won't go to look for my brother. You go and tell him for me."

"Why?"

As the messenger between the two, Ji Xin and Jiang Wangxi are quite familiar with each other. Every time besides sending letters, Jiang Wangxi will ask him about Sang Jiyue's recent situation.

The last time he received a letter from Sang Jiyue saying that she was coming to see him, the man who usually kept his emotions secret rarely showed joy and even gave him a few precious crystal cores, hoping that he could let Sang Jiyue return home as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, Sang Jiyue refused to go.

Sang Jiyue said impatiently, "Why ask so many whys? If he asks, just say it's not time yet. I'll naturally go find him when the time comes."

"Okay." Ji Xin held out his hand: "Where's the letter?"

"Why write a letter for just a few words?" Sang Jiyue was busy trying to expose Sheng Xingzhou, becoming increasingly impatient. "Just take a verbal message with you."

She waved at Ji Xin as if she was chasing away a fly, asking him to leave quickly and not disturb her life.

After saying that, he no longer cared about Ji Xin, turned around and went to find Sheng Xingzhou.

Sheng Xingzhou was squatting in the yard brushing his teeth, and he had already brushed them several times.

Although Sang Jiyue had taught him to brush his teeth, wash his face and change clothes every day before he had any concept of cleanliness, Sheng Xingzhou still wanted to brush his teeth a few more times because Sang Jiyue said it was dirty last night.

He has become a zombie and yet he is still despised!

Sheng Xingzhou was so angry that he just finished rinsing his mouth when he heard Sang Jiyue calling his name.

When he heard the sound, he immediately put his toiletries aside and ran to Sang Jiyue to wait.

Sang Jiyue looked at him.

His eyes turned back to a light brown color, bright and clear. His skin, which was originally bluish-white, also returned to normal, revealing that his skin had become whiter over the past year. The two fangs in his mouth also quietly retracted a little.

It seems that he has become completely close to a normal person.

very nice.

His IQ hasn't improved and he's still pretending.

Sang Jiyue curled her lips and asked him gently, "Sheng Xingzhou, are you hungry?"

Sheng Xingzhou shook his head.

He took advantage of Sang Jiyue being still asleep this morning to eat up all the food she hadn't finished last night that was still hot in the pot, so he was very full now.

Sang Jiyue took out a blood bag and hooked her finger at him: "Come and eat."

Sheng Xingzhou looked at the blood bag in Sang Jiyue's hand, and his expression became a little strange.

I don't know where she got so many blood bags. It's been over a year and they haven't been used up yet. He obviously drank so much...

Sheng Xingzhou thought of his past life of eating raw meat and drinking blood, and his expression changed again and again, looking a little disgusted.

Do you want to go brush your teeth again?

Not to mention that Sang Jiyue despises it, he himself despises it.

"How do you want me to coax you to eat?" Sang Jiyue said softly, "How about I feed you with my mouth?"

Sheng Xingzhou caught the key words: "Okay..."

Sang Jiyue glanced at him.

He changed his tone: "Not good."

Only after I finished speaking did I realize that something was wrong.

Would he have spoken like this before?

"Then what should I do? Didn't you want to bite my mouth last night?" Sang Jiyue looked at him with a smile, ready to slap him as soon as he came close to her.

What a fool who couldn't see straight, actually wanted to take advantage of her.

After hearing Sang Jiyue's invitation, Sheng Xingzhou really wanted to continue what he hadn't finished last night. After all, they were "reunited after a long separation" and started dating again. It wouldn't be too much for him to kiss her, right?

Sheng Xingzhou didn't bother to pretend anymore and immediately said, "I brushed my teeth."

Sang Jiyue hummed, staring at him as he got closer.

Sheng Xingzhou looked very nervous, but Sang Jiyue had no expression on her face. She was too calm. Only the hand hanging by her side was quietly raised.

The moment they were close to each other, their breathing intertwined.

His slightly blue face then turned red.

Sang Jiyue counted the distance to Sheng Xingzhou and waved his palm towards him.

Suddenly, I felt a touch of warmth on my palm.

The kiss landed on her palm.

Sheng Xingzhou grabbed her hand, kissed it again, and then put it on his cheek: "Ayue——"

"I'm so glad you didn't abandon me."

"I heard your promise."

"So I've come to keep my promise."

He wants to date Sang Jiyue!

Sang Jiyue didn't slap him in the end. She retracted her hand, her palm burning hot.

She felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to lose her temper, but then she thought better of it.

After all, Sheng Xingzhou finally woke up, so it's only right to give him a reward.

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