Chapter 1 What am I...? 1
half year later--
On a lawn full of colorful flowers, there is a big tree full of pink flowers. A gust of wind blows, and the colorful petals fall like rain. A young man in white clothes stands quietly in front of the tree in the rain of flowers.
I approached the young man under the flower tree step by step, very carefully.
This is the reunion I have imagined countless times, and it is also the time I have been looking forward to confessing my love for him. I must suddenly appear in front of him to give him a surprise, and then confess to him loudly in the surprise.
This must be the most romantic and perfect scene in the world!
so……
I watched the boy's back getting closer and closer to me, and I could almost hear the sound of his heart beating louder and louder, and... uh... the sound of him swallowing saliva.
It’s so strange, why am I swallowing my saliva?
I guess I must have been expecting too much.
I approached the boy carefully. The closer I got, the clearer his fresh scent mixed with the fragrance of flowers became.
"Jiusha." Standing only half a step away, I spoke softly, calling the boy's name.
"Aiqi——" The boy looked back at me in great surprise. The height difference between us allowed me to see his exposed neck at a glance. Blue blood vessels were throbbing under the bronze skin. If I raised my head, my mouth would touch his neck. If I exerted force, my teeth would bite through his skin...
I really want to just bite his skin with my teeth and then suck his blood!
I am so hungry!
So hungry!
…
"ah--"
I jumped up with a scream of terror, and my back was suddenly hit by the hard corner of the table. I fell forward in unbearable pain and fell on the table with a bang.
It hurts!
Damn the table...
I almost screamed, and my heart was suddenly filled with resentment towards the table.
Hey, wait! A table? Why is there a table?
I suddenly opened my eyes and saw a girl looking at me in surprise.
This girl looks so familiar.
I stood there blankly for a long time before my brain started to work slowly, like a computer that hadn't been virus-free for ten years. Well, if I remember correctly, this girl is my current deskmate and good friend, Ganju, and her eyes at this moment were full of sympathy.
"Tangerine……"
I called her stupidly and she shook her head helplessly, looking as if she didn't want to admit that she knew me.
Uh - this expression of Citrus... seems very familiar, so familiar that I see it almost every day in recent times.
"Ai-Qi-Qi!" The next second, the math teacher's angry roar rang out.
Soon, I realized a cruel fact - I fell asleep in class again!
I looked at Ganju with sad eyes, and Ganju also gave me a helpless expression with the same sadness. Her eyes seemed to tell me: Dear, this is the Nth time you have had a nightmare in class, and you have disrupted the class order.
In short, I was screwed.
I held my head in annoyance - everyone in the class, including the math teacher at the podium, stared at me. All of their looks seemed to be filled with astonishment and familiarity. Of course, there were one or two who, like Tangerine, showed a little sympathy for me.
With my scalp numb from the shock, I explained for the Nth time: "Teacher, I'm really sorry. I don't know what happened to me in the past few days. I haven't been sleeping well at night, so I feel very sleepy during the day... That... I definitely didn't mean it! Teacher..."
"Very good! Feeling sleepy and having nightmares...Ai Qiqi, how boring are my classes that you fell asleep listening to them for five consecutive days?"
I silently admitted my mistake and my attitude couldn't be better, but the math teacher obviously wouldn't let me go.
"Since you don't like my class so much, then go to your head teacher's office and reflect on yourself." The math teacher shouted angrily.
Teacher, I am innocent! Woo woo woo...
I looked at the math teacher with grievance, and under his extremely angry gaze, I had to obediently walk out of the classroom with a heavy heart.
There was nothing I could do. Who made me fall asleep in math class for five days in a row? It would have been fine if I just slept, but I also “screamed and yelled”, which seriously affected other students’ studies. In addition, every time I “made a mistake”, I used the same excuse to “try” to avoid punishment. No wonder the math teacher was furious…
But teacher, what I said is true! I really fell asleep in your class because I had nightmares and couldn't sleep well in the past few nights. It has nothing to do with whether your class is boring or not.
But……
Why do I keep having such horrible dreams? How can I...dream about sucking Jiusha's blood?
I felt very depressed. I walked into the head teacher's office while thinking about it. The head teacher, who was taking notes while preparing lessons, looked up and saw me. He put down his pen and prepared to give me some earnest ideological education.
Looking at his disappointed look, my scalp went numb, but I had no choice but to walk up to him.
"teacher--"
"Student Ai Qiqi, why did you make the math teacher angry again? How many times has this happened? Hasn't the teacher taught you a lesson many times..." A long string of educational words began to pour out.
Half an hour later.
At this moment, my head was almost about to explode from the righteous words of the head teacher. Finally, after I repeatedly admitted my mistakes, the head teacher stopped lecturing with satisfaction and waved his hand to let me leave.
It's really not easy! If it weren't for the fact that my current physical condition is out of my control, I really, really, really don't want to sleep in class anymore. But for a poor girl who is haunted by the same nightmare and can't sleep well at night, the possibility of doing this in a boring math class is almost zero.
I returned to the classroom dejectedly. As soon as I sat down, Ganju grabbed my hand and asked me nervously what was going on.
"Qiqi, what's wrong with you recently? It's been almost a week, and you look haggard and sleep-deprived." Ganju pulled me to sit down and asked with concern.
"It's not as if, I really couldn't sleep well and I feel really haggard." I looked at Tangerine pitifully.
"No way, isn't this a condition that only occurs in menopausal uncles and aunts? Qiqi, why can't you sleep?" Ganju looked at me in disbelief.
Uh… menopausal uncles and aunts? Tangerine, you shouldn’t be so discouraging to your good friend. But I still answered her question obediently.
"If you have almost the same nightmare for several nights in a row, even if you have the strongest nerves, you will not be able to sleep well like me, believe me!" I said to Tangerine with an extremely "sincere" look.
"What kind of nightmare is this, so scary?"
"This..." I gritted my teeth, hesitating whether to tell Ganju what happened in my dream, but the scene of me biting Jiusha's neck was too horrible. Can I tell it? If I tell it, Ganju won't think I'm a monster, right?
I turned around to look at Ganju's expression. I saw a worried look on her face, without even a trace of unnecessary curiosity. My heart suddenly warmed up. This girl was really worried about me.
My heart warmed, and I suddenly wanted to tell her about my recent depression and worries.
"Actually, it all started half a year ago. Half a year ago, ever since I successfully underwent a heart transplant, I've been having strange dreams. At first, it was a hazy figure biting someone's neck and sucking their blood. Later, slowly, that figure was replaced by my own appearance, and then recently... I kept dreaming that I was sucking Jiusha's blood..." I lowered my head. Even recalling the nightmares I had made me feel scared.
How could that person in the dream be me? How could I do such a thing in the dream?
If it is true that "what you think about during the day, you dream about at night", then did I subconsciously think about sucking other people's blood during the day?
"Ganju, how could I...how could I suck Jiusha's blood? How could I become so scary?" I couldn't help but ask myself. Ganju's warm hand rested on my shoulder worriedly.
"Ganju, I'm so scared of the night now. I'm scared of sleeping. I'm scared of dreaming about that bloody scene again after I fall asleep. I'm even more scared... when Jiusha comes back from abroad, I'll really... really do something so horrible to him!"
As I described my fear and worry bit by bit, I began to tremble with terror. Seeing me like this, Ganju quickly reached out and hugged me tightly: "It's okay, Qiqi, it's okay, it's just a nightmare, it will never happen."
Is it just a dream?
"Really?" I looked at Tangerine helplessly, "But if it was just a dream, why would I dream of the same scene every night? Tangerine, this is not normal at all."
"Qiqi, this is just a nightmare. Maybe it's because you often have this kind of dream, and slowly, your brain has a memory of similar dreams, so in the end, your dream will always be the same! After all, the brain has to create different dreams every night, which is also very tiring. Sometimes it will want to be lazy or something, so you will keep having the same dream. That's because the brain is lazy and uses the memory of the original dream."
Is this really true?
"But why is it a scene of sucking blood? And why do I feel so excited... and so... hungry... Tangerine, would a normal person dream of sucking other people's blood?" My emotions urged me to believe what Tangerine said, but my reason reminded me that things were not that simple.
"This... most people probably wouldn't do that." Ganju looked at me with embarrassment. After hesitating for a long time under my expectant gaze, he chose to tell the truth.
"Sure enough, I'm really abnormal, right?" I thought of myself in the dream - when I saw the pulsating artery on Jiusha's neck, the excitement I felt was so similar to the feeling of seeing my favorite ice cream on a hot summer day.
"Granny, what on earth is wrong with me? Am I sick? Some kind of mental illness or something, and that's why I have such a horrible dream?"
“In fact, there is a kind of people who may often have dreams like yours...but can they be said to be human?” Tangerine tilted his head, looking like he was lost in thought.
"Who? Who?" I asked excitedly, grabbing Ganju's hand.
"Actually, they are..." Tangerine pondered, his face a little serious.
"What is it?" I became even more nervous.
"It must be a mosquito spirit!"
Tangerine clapped her hands and said happily.
"Hualala" - in an instant, countless black lines appeared on my forehead.
“Mosquito, mosquito spirit…” I think my face must be very ugly now, “Please, can’t you give me some reliable advice?”
I said sadly.
"Well...that..." Tangerine frowned and said uncomfortably, "In addition to the mosquito spirit, there is another kind of vampire people who are like this...isn't it often written in novels? That kind of vampire people feed on human blood, but because of certain contracts or orders, they will not hurt humans without reason. So when they haven't eaten blood for too long and are very eager for it, they will probably dream about sucking blood all day long. Isn't there a saying that goes 'What you think about during the day, you dream about at night'?" Tangerine blinked and said.
Now, my face became even uglier.
Blood race? How can I be related to a race that doesn't exist in this world?
"But I have never thought about sucking human blood. Why don't I think about it during the day, but always dream about it at night?" I firmly denied that there were any similarities between myself and the vampires.
I, Ai Qiqi, am an ordinary human girl. Why would I have the same hobbies as those vampires? I have never been eager to suck blood, okay?
I screamed loudly in my heart.
"This - maybe... you haven't even realized it yourself. We can boldly assume that maybe you have a half-vampire physique due to some special experience?" Tangerine suddenly grabbed my hand and said excitedly, "For example, you accidentally touched or even drank the blood of a vampire, or you have something belonging to the vampires, so your body was more or less affected and mutated."
I looked at Tangerine speechlessly: This assumption is indeed very bold!
But are you sure you haven’t developed some delusions because you read too many novels?
"Well, Ganju, I think you should return the set of "Legend of the Bloodline" that I lent you last time. If you continue reading it, I seriously suspect that you will become obsessed." I stood up, patted Ganju's shoulder, and made the above suggestion very calmly.
"Hehe, I was just saying that. Even if there are vampires in this world, it's impossible that they are you whom I have known since childhood!" Ganju grinned and made a face, "Your life is even more ordinary than mine. It's impossible for the accidents I mentioned to happen."
I really wanted to just laugh it off like the orange, but I found that I couldn't do it at all.
It was obvious that Tangerine was just joking with me, but even I didn’t know what was going on. Her words lingered in my mind like a spell .
I hope this ominous feeling is just my illusion...
