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Human life is fleeting. If Jing You were to become a vampire, he wouldn't even have time to wait for her to like him.
Jing You sighed. Even if she didn't mind becoming a vampire, her feelings for Morei Xufang were still far from that of a partner. Morei Xufang probably understood this, which is why he planned to take his time with her.
Well, aside from Yun Zhi Yue, she was always slow to warm up to others; who could say what the future held? She might not adapt well to the life of a vampire, but since she had already become one, she wouldn't complain about her fate.
Looking on the bright side, she could spend a long time as sisters with Yun Zhi Yue! She wondered where her sister had gone; did she not miss her sister who hadn’t been seen for decades? She truly looked forward to their reunion.
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Since being expelled from the Vampire Clan, Anjie Ryougu, who used to enjoy flings outside, had changed his ways and spent all day cooped up at home. Dressed in a gray silk nightgown, he leaned against the window, his handsome face bearing an unusual calm.
During the day, most vampires in the Vampire Clan were resting, yet he remained alert day and night. The front door was pushed open without ceremony as Ryo Miyako entered, tossing two bags of blood onto Anjie Ryougu.
"You can't keep avoiding Blood Wei Potion; if you don't drink blood soon, you'll be heading for Eternal Sleep. If you want to die, do it far away so you won't be an eyesore at home."
Anjie Ryougu picked up a bag of blood and drank it cleanly. However, there was no joy in his expression. "Brother, I've lost interest in blood. Am I really going to die?"
Ryo Miyako sneered. "Are you going crazy over Zhi Yue Fei Ying? Then go find her. If Lord Yuharu kills you, I'll collect your body."
Anjie Ryougu shook his head. "I didn't leave because I'm afraid of dying; I know she doesn't like me."
At first, he had disliked her and targeted her on purpose; if he didn't find something wrong with her for a day, he felt uneasy. He used to think it was because he respected Lord Yuharu too much that he felt uncomfortable seeing them close. Later on, he realized that his discomfort stemmed from her.
Her choice was not wrong; there was a vast difference between me and someone like her—especially since she was Pureblood and he was just...
Ryo Miyako interrupted him. "You're just wallowing in self-pity like a woman. The Ryo Miyako of the Vampire Clan doesn't support uselessness. Get out and help the clan with some chores; if you keep lying around, I'll bury you myself."
Anjie Ryougu nodded quietly as he watched his brother's departing figure, both of them curling their lips into a faint smile at the same time.
No matter the time, brothers will always be brothers.
In a quiet corner, Natsuki Watanabe bit into a piece of candy, her sweet face filled with resentment. "Brother, how could you let me pair up with that girl, Gray Bird Suzuki? What kind of joke is this?"
Wanye Watanabe remained silent, leaning in the shadows, his orange hair appearing somewhat dull.
Natsuki's anger began to dissipate. "Xiao Xi, the elders haven't shown themselves for a while. The Vampire Clan has been in constant conflict. At this moment, we need to unite more closely under the leadership of our elders."
After a brief silence, Natsuki looked directly into Wanye's crimson eyes. "So you also hope I will follow the elder's orders, right?"
Wanye did not respond.
Natsuki revealed an increasingly sweet smile. "Alright then, serving the Vampire Clan is an honor. Let's do it that way."
"That guy, Gray Bird Suzuki, is somewhat familiar; it's better than being with a stranger. Brother, I'm going to bed now. When you go out, bring me some candy—make sure it's pineapple flavor."
Wanye acknowledged her request as they brushed past each other, the shadows in their hearts mirroring the moonlight obscured by clouds.
The blood clan values the inheritance of bloodlines, yet sibling bonds only occur among Purebloods. The things they buried deep within themselves are destined to remain hidden from the light.
Life flows like a fleeting dream; only a few can attain completeness.
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