The walk from the alley to my home was only a few hundred meters, but the entire path was covered in blood.

Miya Nishize's face turned terribly pale, and he moved step by step, gritting his teeth.

Red scars from burns appeared on his bare arms, but he ignored them, and his gentle voice echoed in Mo Keke's ears.

"Little darling, would you please wake up and don't sleep? Let's go back and make delicious cakes. Can you make your favorite strawberry-flavored cake?"

Ze's voice was so far away... Mo Keke felt like she was trapped in a huge whirlpool. Everything was gray. She tried hard to see...

But nothing can be seen clearly...

A sentence kept repeating in my mind, "He is a disgusting vampire... Forget him, hate him, fear him, hate him, hurry up... go to sleep...

"

Ze...is he a vampire? Is he a vampire that I have only seen in storybooks...

no, do not want!

Don't hate, don't hate!

Because...he is his gift...he is the prince who only belongs to him...he is Ze...

Mo Keke struggled to break free from the dream, but felt that he fell even deeper into the abyss.

No matter... how hard she tries, she can't get rid of it!

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Chapter completed!