Pseudo-Vampire World 1
After returning to work at the hospital, Song Xuyi had a busy morning. Due to staying up late the previous night, she had no appetite and was napping in the break room during lunch when she heard a voice:
“Jiejie, time to eat.”
Song Xuyi thought it was Guo Mei bringing her food, and with eyes closed, she muttered thanks. Only after standing up did she realize the woman before her wasn’t Guo Mei. She wore the same standard white coat, but was much taller than Guo Mei. Song Xuyi met the beautiful starlike eyes above the mask and noticed the red mole at the corner of the girl’s eye, instantly understanding who she was—
“Are you the new surgical intern?” Song Xuyi asked softly, thinking only Rong Yu could match Guo Mei’s description.
Rong Yu didn’t deny it, making herself at home as she sat beside Song Xuyi and opened her lunchbox: “Thank you for saving me yesterday, Xuyi jiejie. I know you don’t want repayment, but I’m truly grateful. I made this food myself, I hope you won’t mind…”
With Rong Yu speaking this way, Song Xuyi couldn’t refuse. Without the courage to meet Rong Yu’s gaze, she could only pretend to be indifferent as she sat down with red ears and tasted the food.
To Song Xuyi’s surprise, although Guo Mei had said Rong Yu came from a wealthy family and didn’t seem like someone who would “wash hands to make soup” [洗手作羹湯 | xǐshǒu zuò gēngtāng | idiom meaning to cook personally], the food suited Song Xuyi’s taste perfectly, and she unconsciously ate quite a lot.
Song Xuyi suspected this wasn’t actually made by Rong Yu, perhaps by her house ayi [阿姨 | āyí | housekeeper/maid], but she felt too awkward to point this out.
When Guo Mei returned with food, she saw Rong Yu sitting beside Song Xuyi, smiling and chatting. Rong Yu’s smile looked extremely innocent, completely different from the cold intern Guo Mei had seen the day before.
Seeing Guo Mei return, Song Xuyi, who was being smiled at by Rong Yu, felt she’d found her savior and couldn’t help but call Guo Mei over to discuss new patients—
Song Xuyi had always been a workaholic, and Guo Mei didn’t mind, joining in the conversation.
Rong Yu sat beside them smiling and listening, and after some time, she suddenly lowered her head and coughed twice. But when she met Song Xuyi’s concerned gaze, she curved her eyes and softly replied, “I’m fine.”
Guo Mei suddenly had a feeling: Rong Yu coughing softly like this looked like Xi Zi holding her heart [捧心的西子 | pěng xīn de Xī Zǐ | reference to the legendary beauty Xi Shi, depicting someone appearing delicate and vulnerable], especially arousing sympathy.
If even Guo Mei felt this way, it was even more so for Song Xuyi who met Rong Yu’s gaze.
In Song Xuyi’s eyes, Rong Yu was like a stubborn little white flower, clearly unwell yet still forcing a smile.
Come to think of it, after being caught in the rain for so long last night and nearly becoming a victim, then coming to work so early, she must be feeling unwell.
As a senior colleague seeing a junior in difficulty, she naturally couldn’t ignore it.
“What’s wrong? Is it from getting caught in the rain last night?” Song Xuyi frowned. “Why didn’t you take the day off to rest?”
Rong Yu, however, appeared accustomed to it, shaking her pale face: “It’s nothing, just an old condition.”
“Health issues shouldn’t be taken lightly!”
Song Xuyi wouldn’t let her brush it off so casually, taking the stethoscope from her neck to listen to Rong Yu’s heart and lungs. Rong Yu hadn’t lied – her heartbeat was very healthy, though perhaps a bit fast…
“Just seeing jiejie makes me happy, I can’t help my heart beating faster.” Rong Yu’s dependent gaze once again fixed on Song Xuyi: “I couldn’t sleep well all night, feeling scared whenever I closed my eyes, but now seeing jiejie, somehow I’m not scared at all anymore…”
Song Xuyi froze for a moment, meeting Rong Yu’s dependent gaze. After processing this, her look toward Rong Yu couldn’t help but contain worry: though Rong Yu appeared normal, Song Xuyi suspected this dependency was a symptom of trauma.
Beside them, Guo Mei was clearly like a “3.3-meter tall monk” [丈二和尚 | zhàng’èr héshang | idiom meaning: completely puzzled]. After Song Xuyi briefly explained, Guo Mei suddenly understood. Her view clearly matched Song Xuyi’s, and she looked sympathetically at Rong Yu, patting Song Xuyi’s shoulder meaningfully: “You need to be extra nice to Xiaorong during this time, help guide her through this.”
Guo Mei wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but after she said this, Rong Yu seemed to sense her concern and appeared incredibly grateful, immediately looking at her and sweetly saying: “Thank you, Guo Mei jiejie.”
Faced with Rong Yu’s face so beautiful it made sunlight pale in comparison, and receiving such thanks, Guo Mei felt her soul nearly floating away. She couldn’t help but pat her chest and promise on Song Xuyi’s behalf: “Don’t worry, Xuyi is the kindest person, she’ll definitely help you overcome this trauma. Feel free to come sit here whenever you have time, my desk is right next to Xuyi’s, and you’re welcome to any snacks and fruit on my desk, no need to be polite…”
Song Xuyi watched Guo Mei and Rong Yu chatting happily, feeling something was odd but unable to pinpoint exactly what.
Nevertheless, it was thus decided that Rong Yu would frequently visit Song Xuyi’s office.
So with Guo Mei’s voluntary yielding, to show the seniors’ care for their junior, Rong Yu sat in the seat next to Song Xuyi. She seemed somewhat shy, just smiling while looking at Song Xuyi, not saying much.
Song Xuyi, conscious of her role as a hospital senior, took the initiative to start conversation, chatting with Rong Yu about her hospital experiences.
Thus Song Xuyi learned many things about Rong Yu: for instance, she had graduated recently, had no relatives or friends in this city, and hadn’t even found a place to live…
Rong Yu didn’t mention her family, and Song Xuyi didn’t ask why she came to this city, as they weren’t close enough for such personal matters.
But with Rong Yu being so beautiful and having nearly fallen victim to assault, Song Xuyi wasn’t comfortable with her unsettled living situation. At Song Xuyi’s insistence, the slightly pale-faced Rong Yu took the afternoon off to follow Song Xuyi’s advice and look for an apartment.
Song Xuyi didn’t think much more about it, working overtime as usual until after 10 PM. Because of recent events, she didn’t dare walk alone and was about to call a taxi when, just as she reached the stairwell, a voice called out—
“Xuyi jiejie!”
Song Xuyi looked over to see Rong Yu smiling by the door, having waited for who knows how long, apparently expecting her.
“Let me go home with you!”
“Weren’t you going to rent an apartment? Why are you back at the hospital?” Song Xuyi wondered, unable to help asking.
Rong Yu lowered her head slightly, smiling gently: “I found a place not far from here. I’m mostly settled in, and I was thinking of inviting jiejie over to visit…”
Song Xuyi originally didn’t want to linger outside, but with Rong Yu asking like this, she hesitated for a moment before ultimately leaving the hospital with her.
Rong Yu’s route home was similar to Song Xuyi’s. Without thinking much about it, they passed an old lady selling flowers who was nodding off at her stall. Thinking she should bring a gift for her first visit to Rong Yu’s home, Song Xuyi bought the remaining flowers from the elderly vendor.
Though Song Xuyi hadn’t explicitly said the flowers were for Rong Yu, Rong Yu seemed to understand her intention and naturally reached out to take the wrapped bouquet. The vibrant flowers brought a hint of color to Rong Yu’s originally pale face, making her look increasingly radiant.
Truly a case of a person more beautiful than flowers!
Song Xuyi glanced at Rong Yu before hurriedly averting her gaze, forcibly shifting her thoughts elsewhere, wondering if she should buy a vase too. But there were no shops selling vases along the way, and soon they arrived at Rong Yu’s place…
When Song Xuyi saw Rong Yu entering the same building and the elevator stopping at her eighth floor, remembering the vacant apartment opposite hers, she immediately had a guess.
“I really like Xuyi jiejie, and the hospital director mentioned the apartment across from you was empty, so I moved in. Now I can go home with jiejie after work!” Rong Yu opened the door to the apartment opposite Song Xuyi’s, smiling sweetly, and naturally told Song Xuyi her door lock’s password, inviting her to visit anytime.
Perhaps because she’d just moved in, Rong Yu’s apartment was nearly bare, with only a made bed and a suitcase, no other furniture.
Song Xuyi’s frown deepened as she looked around—these public rental units were basic, requiring tenants to buy their own furniture and appliances. Rong Yu’s room didn’t even have a water heater. Seeing Rong Yu’s pale face, Song Xuyi couldn’t help saying: “Why don’t you find another place? Or wait to move in until you’ve bought appliances and furniture…”
Song Xuyi meant well, but Rong Yu clearly misunderstood. Hearing this, she blinked her beautiful eyes and lowered her head dejectedly: “Does jiejie dislike me living across from her?” Rong Yu coughed twice, her tone sounding very hurt: “I don’t want to bother jiejie, but I get scared being alone…”
Song Xuyi hadn’t expected Rong Yu to think this way, suddenly remembering that after her recent trauma, Rong Yu would naturally fear being alone. She quickly explained her intention, and considering Rong Yu’s attachment to her, sighed and offered another suggestion: “I know you’re scared lately. If you don’t mind, you can stay at my place for a few days, and I’ll help you shop for appliances later?”
Only then did Rong Yu quiet down, smiling with a soft “mm,” closing the door to follow Song Xuyi into her apartment.
Since Rong Yu would be staying for a few days, Song Xuyi gave her the door lock password.
These public rental units were all one-bedroom apartments. Song Xuyi had been working overtime and hadn’t had time to clean, making the place somewhat messy. Watching Rong Yu enter her room, Song Xuyi felt embarrassed, though Rong Yu seemed completely unaware of Song Xuyi’s discomfort as she took her pajamas into the bathroom.
Song Xuyi hurriedly tidied up the messy home and, thinking of Rong Yu’s pale complexion, made a pot of red date chicken soup. She found it somewhat strange, never imagining she’d let a girl she’d just met like duckweeds meeting on water [萍水相逢 | píng shuǐ xiāng féng | chance encounter] into her home in just one day…
Just as Song Xuyi finished cleaning, Rong Yu emerged from her shower. Song Xuyi looked over, then quickly averted her eyes, that feeling of blushing and heart-racing returning—
Though girls shouldn’t need to be shy around each other, Song Xuyi had assumed the unwell Rong Yu would have a thin frame, never expecting her sleepwear to look so sensual…
It wasn’t really the sleepwear’s fault, just a simple strapped nightgown, but due to Rong Yu’s perfect figure, curvy in all the right places, she looked incredibly alluring.
Song Xuyi’s face grew increasingly hot, eyes lowered, using all her self-control to maintain composure as she handed the vase with flowers to Rong Yu, inviting her to come drink soup later.
“It’s cold at night, you’re not well so wear more clothes,” Song Xuyi advised, head down, feigning calmness. “Be careful not to catch cold.”
Above her head, Rong Yu let out a soft laugh.
Song Xuyi wasn’t sure if Rong Yu was laughing at her words, but fortunately, Rong Yu heeded her advice, wearing a knit cardigan when she returned.
Song Xuyi felt afraid to stay with Rong Yu, worried that staring at her might cause offense, so after giving her the soup, she went to take her own shower.
When she came out again, Rong Yu had already washed the dishes and mopped the floor, sitting obediently on the sofa.
Looking at Rong Yu sitting there so docilely, Song Xuyi suddenly had a strange feeling: Rong Yu was like her own little wife…
“It’s late, and we have work tomorrow, you should go rest early.” Song Xuyi shook her head, thinking she must be confused, regaining her composure and putting on her big sister demeanor as she looked concernedly at Rong Yu.
But Rong Yu bit her lower lip, hands at her sides, nervously fidgeting with her clothes: “Xuyi jiejie, can I sleep in your room tonight?” Her eyes glanced at Song Xuyi’s large bed before lowering again: “I can sleep on the sofa. My room is so empty, with no one there, I’m really scared…”
Now Song Xuyi was truly in a dilemma.
She instinctively didn’t want Rong Yu staying in her room, afraid she might make a mistake due to being captivated by Rong Yu’s beauty, but Rong Yu was softly pleading…
Faced with those beautiful eyes on the verge of tears, Song Xuyi found she couldn’t refuse any of Rong Yu’s requests.
Song Xuyi finally nodded, but she definitely wouldn’t let the unwell Rong Yu sleep on the sofa. She took out another blanket, and they both slept on the bed.
Rong Yu seemed extremely happy, her eyes sparkling, face buried in the pillow. As if to express her joy, she kept praising Song Xuyi non-stop—
“Xuyi jiejie, you’re so nice!”
“Xuyi jiejie, you’re so cute!”
“Xuyi jiejie, I’m so happy to have met you…”
Finally, Rong Yu seemed to run out of words. With half her face hidden under the blanket, after Song Xuyi turned off the lights, she moved close to her, their faces only a centimeter apart—
“Xuyi, you’re really wonderful,” Rong Yu’s voice became somewhat husky, carrying a certain dangerous yet alluring sentiment that made Song Xuyi’s cheeks heat up and sent tingles down her spine, causing her to grip the blanket tightly. But then Rong Yu’s voice returned to normal, tinged with obvious amusement: “Xuyi, you smell really nice…”
Song Xuyi’s cheeks truly reddened. For a moment her head felt dizzy, not daring to move, only grateful it was night and Rong Yu couldn’t see her face. The culprit showed no awareness of having disturbed Song Xuyi’s thoughts, returning to her side and seemingly falling asleep quickly, her breathing becoming perfectly even…
Song Xuyi sighed in the darkness, deeply reproaching herself for being moved by beauty, getting flustered by a young girl at her age—she was really regressing…
After much self-reflection, exhausted from work, listening to Rong Yu’s gentle breathing, Song Xuyi didn’t know when she fell asleep.
The next morning when Song Xuyi woke, she saw Rong Yu’s flawless profile. Even in early morning, Rong Yu’s sleeping face retained some pallor, but this only added to her perfect features. With eyes closed, her face carried an almost sacred quality, yet once opened, those brilliant eyes gave her face an obvious bewitching charm that could captivate anyone.
Then Song Xuyi belatedly realized: somehow her blanket had fallen to the floor, and she was sharing one blanket with Rong Yu, even being held in her embrace!
Song Xuyi blushed, trying to escape Rong Yu’s embrace without waking her, watching for movement while slowly inching away like a silkworm cocoon. Suddenly something pressed against her arm—she noticed a beautiful red crystal pendant on Rong Yu’s neck.
Song Xuyi didn’t know why, but looking at the pendant made her head spin, as if some strange force was pulling at her. Her mind slowly lost the ability to think, eyes fixed unblinking on the pendant, nearly unable to move.
When she regained consciousness, Song Xuyi found herself back in Rong Yu’s embrace, surrounded by her pleasant scent. Rong Yu’s hands covered Song Xuyi’s eyes as she sighed softly: “Xuyi, I don’t want you controlled by it,” her voice carried obvious amusement: “But if you like it, I can make you another one…”
Song Xuyi naturally couldn’t accept things from Rong Yu for nothing, shaking her head repeatedly. She didn’t think much of it, assuming the dizziness came from staying up late. What embarrassed Song Xuyi more was her current situation: with covered eyes, her other senses became extremely acute, surrounded by Rong Yu’s scent, Song Xuyi felt her whole body burning up…
“I’ll go look at furniture with you during lunch break!” Song Xuyi no longer cared about maintaining senior dignity, afraid she might taint this junior who trusted her so completely, breaking free from Rong Yu’s embrace as she spoke softly.
Song Xuyi kept her head down, pretending to be composed while adjusting her clothes, missing Rong Yu’s obvious dissatisfaction when she pulled away. She only heard Rong Yu’s usual submissive tone: “Of course I’ll listen to jiejie.” This made Song Xuyi feel even more guilty, internally berating herself: Rong Yu was so beautiful and delicate, so dependent on her, yet she had developed such thoughts—she was worse than a beast!
That day, Song Xuyi helped Rong Yu buy furniture and appliances as planned.
She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination after that night, but while shopping she felt like someone was watching her. However, Rong Yu seemed somewhat listless, appearing languid throughout, so Song Xuyi focused almost all her attention on her, not noticing the observing gaze.
Except when buying spare bedding, when Rong Yu became energetic, she followed Song Xuyi’s suggestions for all other daily necessities. Seeing Rong Yu swipe her card without hesitation confirmed the rumors Guo Mei had shared, making Song Xuyi comment: “Is this how all rich kids shop, not even looking at what they’re buying?”
“I’ve already chosen what’s important to me. As for the rest, since jiejie chose them and likes them, I like them too.” Rong Yu winked at Song Xuyi: “Besides, I’m not a second-generation rich kid, technically I’m first-generation…”
“Then… your chances of becoming first-generation rich are quite small,” Song Xuyi thought Rong Yu was joking, sighing: “As doctors, while we won’t starve, we’re unlikely to become very wealthy…”
Rong Yu immediately curved her lips into a smile, gazing deeply at Song Xuyi: “Jiejie should just do the job you love. As for becoming wealthy, if jiejie wants—”
“No, no, no,” Song Xuyi’s heart skipped a beat under Rong Yu’s gaze, feeling that if she agreed, this trusting child might actually transfer money to her, quickly changing the subject: “Besides, what do you mean ‘job you love’? Don’t you like being a doctor?”
“Before, being a doctor was just okay,” Rong Yu glanced at Song Xuyi again, her eyes gradually filling with amusement: “But lately it’s been quite nice…”
Song Xuyi sighed in relief, missing Rong Yu’s implied meaning, and smiled: “I think this profession is great too. You know, my first patient was a six-year-old child…”
Once she started talking about what she loved, Song Xuyi became animated: saving lives and helping the sick, being completely trusted with people’s lives—this satisfaction was her greatest motivation in this work.
This good mood lasted until Song Xuyi returned to the hospital.
Upon returning, her cheerfulness completely vanished—another girl had been attacked!
And this victim was less than two kilometers from where Song Xuyi had been shopping for appliances and furniture. Previously, the perpetrator had only struck at night, but now they’d grown more brazen, attacking even in broad daylight!
The girl couldn’t be saved.
Song Xuyi’s mood plummeted, leaving her distracted all day. She didn’t know why, but she kept feeling that the man she’d seen that night was the perpetrator. She couldn’t sleep, deeply regretting not capturing the man’s face…
While Song Xuyi was lost in regret, her tightly closed door suddenly opened. Looking toward the sound, in the dim hallway light, she saw Rong Yu, soaking wet like a drenched puppy.
Rong Yu blinked at Song Xuyi, looking extremely innocent and pitiful: “Jiejie, I didn’t think you’d still be awake,” Rong Yu seemed somewhat embarrassed as she lowered her head: “The water pipe in my room burst…”
Song Xuyi ran to check Rong Yu’s room, and indeed, water was everywhere, splashed all around. Rong Yu’s bed was too wet to sleep in. She had already wrapped the pipe with cloth to stop the leak. It was too late to call a plumber, so Song Xuyi opened the windows to help dry out the wet room, planning to call a repairman tomorrow.
The room was clearly uninhabitable, so Rong Yu once again slept in Song Xuyi’s room.
Probably chilled from the water, Rong Yu kept shivering. Song Xuyi gave her cold medicine, but Rong Yu, with flushed cheeks, kept trying to burrow into Song Xuyi’s blanket, complaining about being cold… Finally, Song Xuyi couldn’t resist and hugged the ice-cold Rong Yu…
After embracing her, Song Xuyi felt like she’d turned to wood, all her scattered thoughts replaced by awkward intimacy, focusing only on falling asleep quickly, with no time to think about anything else…
As time passed, the number of victimized girls in the city increased, putting more pressure on the police. Unlike before when the attacks were citywide, the victims were now concentrated in Song Xuyi’s district.
Song Xuyi had a strange feeling: the criminal seemed to be waiting for something, targeting something specific in this district.
Meanwhile, Rong Yu started taking leave.
Song Xuyi didn’t know what Rong Yu was doing, but she would always wait at the hospital entrance after work to go home together.
Through their growing interactions, Song Xuyi belatedly discovered several things:
For instance, Rong Yu’s medical skills were exceptional. At a surgical conference held by the hospital director, the model video showed Rong Yu as the lead surgeon. To those in the field, this revealed that Rong Yu was an outstanding surgeon, not an intern, but a highly-paid consultant recruited by the director.
Song Xuyi also met Rong Yu’s supposedly successful businessman father. However, this accomplished middle-aged man treated Rong Yu with utmost respect, not like a daughter but more like an honored guest…
Rong Yu held many secrets.
Her room kept having incidents—burst water pipes, broken door locks, fear during heavy storms… Usually resulting in Rong Yu sleeping in Song Xuyi’s bed.
Once or twice was fine, but after multiple occurrences, Song Xuyi naturally noticed something unusual.
Thinking Rong Yu’s behavior stemmed from trauma-induced insecurity, Song Xuyi couldn’t bear to see her afraid and eventually accepted Rong Yu’s occasional co-sleeping.
Their relationship grew closer, with Rong Yu bringing meals, visiting whenever possible, always waiting to go home together…
This continued for nearly a month.
Then one day, the police announced they had shot and killed the perpetrator who had been murdering the girls.
Everyone was relieved by this news, and Song Xuyi’s department organized a celebration dinner.
After Song Xuyi declined the department dinner saying “Rong Yu already made dinner,” Guo Mei couldn’t help but tease sourly: “When’s the wedding?”
Song Xuyi nearly choked on her water: “What?!”
Guo Mei complained dramatically: “You’re just bullying this single dog, flaunting your romance in my face every day!”
“It’s not what you think…” Song Xuyi tried explaining, but Guo Mei interrupted.
“Xuyi, that’s not fair, hiding things from me!” Guo Mei argued: “You heroically saved her, and Xiaorong probably decided to dedicate herself to you right then. Everyone says you’re a couple! She looks at you with honey dripping from her eyes, you blush whenever you look at her, you go home together daily—when’s the last time you joined our gatherings? It’s always ‘Rong Yu this, Rong Yu that’… totally whipped…”
Song Xuyi froze, wanting to explain but finding no words. Finally, amid Guo Mei’s mutters of “I don’t care if you marry, but my good friend can’t be completely controlled by that little girl—you can’t be the bottom!” she was dragged to the gathering.
Attending this gathering was, in Song Xuyi’s view, a mistake.
She wanted to clarify that she and Rong Yu weren’t a couple, but nobody listened. Everyone assumed they were together, kept making her drink while asking for dating advice. The department head even thanked her, saying her presence had kept Rong Yu, who was originally staying only a week, for so long…
Song Xuyi had low alcohol tolerance and couldn’t remember how much she drank. She only recalled Rong Yu appearing at the dinner—though young-looking, even the department head seemed intimidated by her. Only drunk Song Xuyi, oblivious to the approaching storm, foolishly hugged Rong Yu’s waist: “This meimei is so pretty…”
Amid Guo Mei’s mutters of “It’s over, Xuyi really is the bottom” and “The new wave pushes out the old, the old wave will probably die in bed tonight,” Song Xuyi was taken home by Rong Yu.
When Song Xuyi partially regained her senses, she was home, facing sobering soup and cold dishes, with a teary-eyed Rong Yu sitting across from her.
Meeting Rong Yu’s tearful eyes, Song Xuyi panicked, hurriedly explaining: “I really didn’t mean to! I was trying to clarify things with them, they were saying—saying we’re a couple…”
“Aren’t we?”
Song Xuyi hadn’t expected Rong Yu’s tearful counter-question. Seeing Song Xuyi’s stunned expression, Rong Yu raised her voice: “Have you eaten other girls’ cooking, let other girls sleep in your bed, held other women while sleeping?”
“Of course not.” Song Xuyi instinctively denied, her alcohol-dulled mind sensing something wasn’t quite right but unable to pinpoint what, only stammering: “But…”
“But what?” Song Xuyi’s hesitation seemed to wound Rong Yu, tears finally falling as she coughed like a weak willow in the wind: “Cough cough, Song Xuyi, do you look down on me? Think I’m too timid, not pretty enough, not virtuous enough, with pipes always bursting in my room…”
“No, no, don’t be angry—”
Seeing Rong Yu’s tears, Song Xuyi completely panicked. Not knowing what to say, looking at Rong Yu’s slightly pursed red lips and sad tears on her cheeks, she was inexplicably drawn to seal those red lips with her own…
Song Xuyi had only meant to stop Rong Yu’s words, to make her listen, but upon touching Rong Yu’s lips and meeting those beautiful eyes, she suddenly panicked more, her heart racing, feeling she’d made another mistake. She hurriedly tried to retreat, but Rong Yu, seeming to sense Song Xuyi’s timidity, bit her lip…
“Song Xuyi,” Rong Yu’s gaze turned peculiar in that moment, making Song Xuyi feel like prey being watched by a predator, her legs instinctively weakening.
Pressing against Song Xuyi’s nose, Rong Yu took a deep breath, speaking hoarsely: “Song Xuyi, you’ve made me angry, you need to comfort me!”
“It’s okay if you don’t know how,” Rong Yu raised one eyebrow, easily parting Song Xuyi’s teeth, mumbling: “I’ll teach you.”
…
Remembering everything from last night and realizing she was already half an hour late, Song Xuyi frightfully rolled out of bed, rushing to the hospital—
She finally understood why Rong Yu had insisted on expensive bed sheets—lower quality ones couldn’t withstand such treatment!
Song Xuyi couldn’t comprehend how Rong Yu, who appeared as delicate as a willow, could possess such seemingly inexhaustible energy, making her back ache just thinking about it…
The department head didn’t question her lateness, instead patting her shoulder encouragingly with a deep sigh: “You’ve suffered to keep our top talent! The department will remember your sacrifice!”
…
Song Xuyi instinctively wanted to explain her relationship with Rong Yu, but remembering everything that happened after getting drunk last night, the words caught in her throat. Her mind in chaos, she could only force herself to focus on work.
Several severely injured patients came in that day. During rounds, Song Xuyi noticed a patient with their head covered by blankets. She instinctively lifted the blanket to let them breathe, only to meet a familiar pale face. The man’s eyes flickered with an eerie light, like a massive whirlpool pulling Song Xuyi in…
When Song Xuyi regained consciousness, she was on the hospital roof.
“I don’t know what kind of vampire you are, with such powerful abilities! You wanted to kill me last time, right? Deliberately covering yourself in blood to attract my attention, pretending to be captivated by me, luring me into the alley. I escaped by luck last time, but you still found and killed me the day before yesterday!”
The man’s lips revealed small fangs, his eyes red, one hand choking Song Xuyi while glaring viciously at Rong Yu: “But you underestimated me. You killed me once, not expecting I’d have the chance to revive!”
“Now if you want me to release your girlfriend, you can! Give me the Ancestor’s blood from your neck!”
What was happening?
Song Xuyi stared wide-eyed, looking fearfully at Rong Yu, who frowned while removing the red crystal necklace. She held it to her chest but didn’t hand it to the man: “I don’t trust you!”
Rong Yu spoke in a deep voice, eyes pitch-black. Though her expression remained unchanged, Song Xuyi inexplicably felt fear as she heard Rong Yu continue: “Unless you swear by the Ancestor’s name that if you don’t release Xuyi, you’ll bear the Ancestor’s punishment!”
The man, clearly desperate for the red crystal necklace, made the oath.
Rong Yu tossed him the necklace. He pushed Song Xuyi away, caught the necklace, and immediately removed the crystal pendant, putting it in his mouth. As soon as he did, wind stirred around him, his lips and eyes becoming even more crimson—
“You fool!” The man laughed maniacally: “With the Ancestor’s blood, my power will double. You think I’ll spare you after you killed me once?”
“Neither of you will escape today!”
…
Hearing the man’s threats, Song Xuyi sensed their situation was precarious, instinctively looking at Rong Yu. Rong Yu’s expression changed as her gaze fell on Song Xuyi’s arm where the man had left a small bloody scratch, her eyes darkening: “You mean to break your oath to the Ancestor?”
“So what if I do?” The man’s violent eyes glared at Rong Yu: “The Ancestor is just some old woman sleeping in a grave for who knows how long, maybe dead or alive, you think she can still punish me for breaking my oath?”
“Today is your death day!”
“Is that so?” Rong Yu coldly laughed.
Meeting Song Xuyi’s widened eyes, Rong Yu’s eyes gradually reddened, small fangs appearing at her lips, her black hair flying wildly as she suddenly stood—
…
【Vampire Killing Game Loading, Game Victory!】
With the system’s mechanical announcement, Song Xuyi opened her eyes. Remembering everything that happened in the game, she looked somewhat angrily at Rong Yu, who was awakening in the nearby nutrition pod: “What’s this about? Why did this world turn into a romance novel again?”
Now that Rong Yu’s holographic games had taken the world by storm, the company had developed countless scenarios. Song Xuyi had grown to love these immersive experiences in different worlds, visiting several, but gradually noticed something strange—no matter which world she entered, she turned every scenario into a romance, always falling in love with Rong Yu!
This time, Song Xuyi had specifically chosen a difficult story mode—the vampire Ron, seeking greater power, had harmed countless lives, even disturbing the Vampire Ancestor. The Ancestor had awakened, killed Ron once, then returned to slumber, not knowing Ron had two lives. After her slumber, Ron found a necklace containing her blood, gaining immense power after consuming it, becoming a great menace!
According to the plot outline, Song Xuyi should have deduced clues about the Ancestor—Ron’s only fear—then overcome obstacles to awaken the Ancestor to restrain Ron, achieving victory. Instead, the supposedly dormant Ancestor became Rong Yu, who fell in love with Song Xuyi at first sight, never returning to slumber but rather scheming to make Song Xuyi her wife…
This victory came too easily!
Song Xuyi felt like punching cotton, unsatisfied with the outcome.
Now with her abilities restored, Rong Yu’s subconscious couldn’t bear to trouble Song Xuyi, only wanting to romance her, making every world Song Xuyi entered incredibly smooth.
As for Xuyi…
Did she really not know about this?
Rong Yu curved her lips in a smile—
Sure enough, she soon heard Song Xuyi’s somewhat guilty, animated voice: “I don’t care, anyway, you ruined my gaming experience, you need to make it up to me…”
“Tomorrow you have to play with me, but I’m writing the script!”
“Also,” Song Xuyi leaned to Rong Yu’s ear, biting her lip, hesitantly and shyly speaking: “Your vampire look in this world was super attractive, tonight… could you show me again…”
…
The author has something to say:
Song Xuyi: My wife who coughs with every step, appears weak and helpless, yet can twist off vampire heads!
LP: Re-translated on February 13, 2025
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This dating idea is brilliant, maybe i can bring myself to date
This dating idea is brilliant, maybe i can bring myself to date