The sky was slightly bright, but it was still thick and dark clouds.
Vika stretched. It had been a long time since he had slept so well. He touched his forehead and his fever seemed to have subsided a little. She picked up a thick book that had fallen by the bed. The title of the book was in an ancient language that she did not recognize.
With a flip of his hand, a leaf appeared in front of him. The greyish white leaves had already lost all their color. It was unknown how long they had been stuck inside for them to become like this.
Last night, Qihan left after sending her to her room. Vijia thought that he was still sleeping in another room, so she went to wake him up. Who knew that the remaining rooms were so dilapidated that they could not be used? Naturally, there was no trace of Qihan.
She was about to go downstairs when she accidentally found a small door without a handle on the wall between the two doorframes. It had the same pattern as the wall. If it wasn't for the fact that the castle had been burned and it was daytime, they wouldn't have noticed the secret door.
Qihan might be inside. With this thought in mind, Vijia pushed open the small but heavy door without hesitation...
However, it was pitch black inside, so she had no choice but to get another candle.
The narrow compartment was covered in blood, and there was nothing but a bloodstained chain. Judging from the color and weight of the chain, which was as thick as a finger, it should be a very pure silver product.
Vijia did not know how strange it was for silver to appear in a vampire's house. She just thought that it was natural for such a strange place to exist in a vampire's castle.
When she arrived at the balcony downstairs, she still did not see Qihan. She pursed her lips and leaned against the railing. The air was filled with a dry and desolate smell. After a while, she heard footsteps behind her. Because she knew who it was, she didn't turn around and just kept staring at the forest below.
"You're up so early." Qihan walked to her side with a bundle in his hand.
"Come and stay at my house."
"Ah?"
"The castle is too far away. It's not convenient if anything happens.”Vijia looked back at the dilapidated building. It was too lonely to look at.
Qihan held the bag in his hand tightly and didn't say anything. This wasn't an invitation he could accept readily, but he couldn't reject it outright either.
There was no reason to refuse----Qihan's acquiescence was taken for granted in Vijia's eyes. She flicked her hair behind her neck and pointed at the bundle in his hand.
"What?"
"Oh." Qihan, who was still struggling with his thoughts, came back to his senses. He opened the bag. Inside were the items that the nobles were still using before the castle became ruins. In other words, they were antiques.
"These things are not cheap." Vijia picked up a pure gold candlestick expressionlessly.
"Of course, this is my living expenses.”
"..." This eccentric tycoon really made Vijia not know whether to laugh or cry." Why don't you give me all these and I'll support you?"”
"Forget it. I don't want to be raised by a pervert.”Qihan snatched the candlestick from her hand and quickly tied the bundle.
"Why don't you take it as rent and I'll help you find a job?”
"That's more like it." Qihan carried the bag on his shoulder.
"Tsk, idle people have a lot of things to do."
There was a big well behind the castle. Qihan took off the cover of the well and quickly fetched a bucket of water. However, Vika was standing next to the bucket with an awkward expression.
Qihan pressed his temples helplessly. Women were always so troublesome. He took out a goblet from his bag and washed it with the water he had just filled. Then, he filled a new bucket of water.
Vika tilted her head and extended the goblet to Qi Han. Although she pouted like a child, she looked exactly like Fei 'er, but the smell on her body was completely different.
Qihan felt that the world was too cruel and scary. He looked away from Vijia and poured her a glass of water.
The well water in winter was warm, and the sweet taste was even more peculiar. Vijia drank three glasses in one go, and her dry and sore throat felt much better. Finally, she washed her face with the rest of the water.
The cold wind of the morning blew on her face that had not been dried, and it felt like it was tearing. This kind of self-abuse was her usual way of life. She, who would only bring bad luck, was not qualified to let herself live well.
It's time to pick up Viney." Qihan put down the bucket and covered the manhole cover.
"How? You can't fly now."
"To be honest, flying in the sky is very satisfying, right?”Qihan put his hand on Vijia's shoulder proudly.
"That's it." Vika deliberately took his hand away with a disapproving look.
"Ha, you can be stubborn."
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