On a bright and sunny morning, in a dimly lit and quiet room.
Every window that could let in light was blocked up, except for a small exhaust fan installed on the roof, which was working diligently.
The tiny buzzing noise it emitted sounded like a complaint about working day and night, or a resentful grumbling to some vampire.
Suddenly, Ellen, who was keeping watch by the bedside, seemed to hear some rustling sounds. She frowned slightly, reluctantly propped herself up, and saw that Fagga had opened his eyes blankly. She herself rubbed her eyes groggily and said softly:
"Faga, ha~~~ you're awake?"
"He's awake, hiss~"
The dark ceiling came into view the moment he opened his eyes, and Fagga immediately recognized that this was his room.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice, and when he turned his head, he saw Ellen by the bedside.
Fagga struggled to get up, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left arm, accompanied by a tingling sensation. As soon as he moved, it felt like thousands of ants were biting him.
"My left arm is so numb! What's wrong?"
Seeing the doubt that crossed Fagga's face, the two of them lowered their gazes together.
Fagga's left forearm had turned a deep purplish-red, and was even stained with some crimson hair.
Seeing this, Eileen blinked, the doubt in her eyes gradually clearing, and a hint of understanding appearing in her eyes.
Oh, I remember now!
Ellen suddenly remembered that she was too tired after carrying Fagga back to his room last night and was too lazy to move, so she thought she would sleep in Fagga's room for the night.
But isn't it inappropriate to climb directly onto the fagar bed?
According to the first law of mechanics: forces act in pairs.
Emotions are the same; if they burn too intensely, they will also scorch oneself.
Just as Ellen hesitated about whether to climb up, she tried to lift Fagga's blanket and then gently rested her head next to Fagga.
She thought she could hold Fagga and fall asleep peacefully, listening to his heartbeat.
But the result was that her heart was pounding, and she hadn't even had time to wrap her arms around Fagga's waist, or even fully lie down on Fagga's bed.
Eileen had already noticed that her face was burning up.
Especially when Fagga unconsciously twisted his body on the bed, he inadvertently turned his body around, and the two of them were only a hair's breadth apart.
Her soft breathing and warm air gently stirred the restless sparks in Ellen's heart.
Then it instantly boiled over, the raging fire in her heart fueling a surge of emotions, and Ellen's paper-thin defenses were swiftly pierced through as if they were dry leaves.
Suddenly, the instep tensed up, and the ten crystal-clear toes playfully bit the air, gazing at Eileen as her burning emotions clashed with their own.
Stay away from Fagga; that might make your body temperature feel better.
Yes, further away, or even further away if necessary.
I'm just not used to having someone lying next to me, it's not that I'm afraid to face it!
Give me some more time to calm down and get used to things. I'll definitely be able to do it!
Eileen moved toward the bedside, her insteps still tense, her heartbeat not softening despite her self-deception.
Then let's go even further, this distance isn't convenient for me, I'm not used to it!
Then...bang!
Eileen fell off the bed.
When she got up again, she only dared to hold Faga's hand and reassure herself: I'll just hold Faga's arm for now and get used to it. I'll get used to it soon.
Well, it won't be long before Eileen falls asleep.
She was fast asleep, her head resting on Fagga's arm.
"So, you lay on my arm all night?"
About ten minutes later, Fagga grimaced and rubbed his aching left arm, while glancing at Ellen, who was standing facing the wall as punishment.
"Hmm... but that was just an accident. I took care of you until late last night, and I was very tired."
Eileen pouted slightly, turned her head slightly, and muttered to herself.
Upon hearing this, Fagga slapped his forehead, his fingers slowly pulling down, a look of utter speechless washing over his face.
"So, does that mean I shouldn't blame you?"
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