The first time they met was in a dark alley.

The cat raised by the Blood Demon has died of old age. It was a very cute elf, but now, she is lying there and will not lick the palm of his hand again.

The apartment is a mess, and this is where he lives.

Because it won’t belong to him in a few decades anyway, so there’s no need for him to make it look comfortable.

Blood Demon does not feel lonely, that is a superfluous feeling.

How could he feel lonely after living for thousands of years? The reason why he kept a cat was because he saw this little guy shivering and hiding from the rain under his apartment building that day. The hair on his body was soaked. It was pitiful.

He looked at himself sadly.

He spent a long time making it not afraid of him, letting it learn to act coquettishly and please him, and the Blood Demon found it extremely interesting.

It's just that it's motionless now.

He smoked cigarettes in the apartment all afternoon. In the evening, he went to a nearby unfinished building construction site and found a deserted place to bury the dead cat.

It started to rain when he came back. Fortunately, he had brought an umbrella. The black asphalt ground at night made the rain shine like silver.

He saw her.

It rained heavily in summer. She took shelter under the eaves, but she was already soaked.

He held an umbrella and looked at the woman who looked up at him. She was only eighteen or nineteen years old. She looked like a cat.

"Would you like to come and sit at my house?" Gorefiend tilted his head and indicated that his house was upstairs.

He actually brought a girl back to his apartment.

The apartment was very messy and had a strange smell, but he was not embarrassed. It was very warm under the incandescent lamp. Apart from the strong smell of smoke, the sound of rain outside seemed to be far away as the apartment door closed.

The Blood Demon gave her a towel, asked her to wipe it clean, and said he could give her a sofa to sleep on tonight.

The girl looked at him quietly without saying a word and began to take off her clothes.

"Hey, don't do this, oh, your skin is so white, put it on quickly, put it on."

The girl put on her clothes silently again. She didn't know what the other person was thinking, but she didn't ask.

"Would you like something to eat? I only have instant noodles."

The Blood Demon made her a bowl of instant noodles.

She lowered her head to eat, and looked up from time to time. The other person stood there and stared at her with a smile.

She knew that look very well. Just like those customers, they looked at the food and wished she could eat it.

The other party didn't let her take off her clothes. She didn't know if there was any new way to play, but she was really hungry and didn't care so much.

All the money she earned went to her mother for medical treatment. She didn't want her father, who had been supporting her, to know that she was doing dirty things, so she never returned home.

The Blood Demon took her in. He didn't even know for what purpose. Maybe the blood on her body smelled too delicious, or maybe she was very similar to his own cat.

The two of them lived together with such a strange relationship. During the day, the blood devil went to work, and the girl washed, cooked, and cleaned for him. He always hurried out at night.

When Blood Demon returned home, he thought he had gone to the wrong door. What about his doghouse? Why did it become like this? The floor of his house actually reflected light!

But every time when I come back, the blood on the girl smells the sweetest and most delicious.

She also knew that this man was not a human being, but a monster. He took her in because his blood was particularly sweet.

But she was not afraid. Compared to her guests, the Blood Demon was more like a human being.

One night, she didn't receive any business. They were both indoors and it was raining outside.

"Bring me a can of beer." He sat on the sofa without taking off his shoes.

"Do you want to drink my blood?"

She said weakly, still holding the clothes to be dried in her hand. The blood demon raised his head and looked at her. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he told her that he had never drank human blood before?

Can you lose the blood demon's face? You certainly can't.

He kissed her neck, plundering her delicious blood. The rain pattered outside, and the woman's eyes became blurred, but the lost blood made her feel satisfied.

She told the Blood Demon that she would stop working if she wanted to earn enough money to treat her mother's illness, and then she could go back to live with her parents.

The Blood Demon didn't mean to pity the other person, he was more like an observer, just looking forward to what kind of delicious blood the other person would brew - he felt like this.

But because they were in the same room, he gradually paid more and more attention to girls.

Perhaps he was bored, sitting on the sofa, and from time to time he would look at the figure hanging clothes, the woman mopping the floor with a broom, and the sound of something busy in the kitchen.

She is a very hardworking woman.

In the narrow apartment, the two people's eyes inevitably come into contact. The girl always lowers her head and blocks her sight with her hair.

He began to understand her better and better, just as he understood the cat's habits better and better at that time.

She likes rainy days, doesn't like eating sour things, likes to be clean, curls up in a ball when sleeping on the sofa, likes to sleep in, and likes to eat original Lay's potato chips.

At the beginning, the Blood Demon would wake her up when he went out in the morning. When he woke her up, she would get up like a panic. Later, when the Blood Demon woke her up when he went out in the morning, she would just lazily open her eyes and bury her head.

Continue to sleep under the quilt.

The Blood Demon watched this scene at the door, always feeling a sense of déjà vu, so he closed the door and went out.

The two communicated more and more. The blood on the woman was still as delicious as fairy dew compared to others, but it became less delicious day by day. The blood demon made her look bad all day long.

It's just that the girl doesn't complain, she knows this person, no, this monster's character is like this, he has a sharp mouth and a soft heart.

Sometimes he even retorts a few words.

"Why is the smell of cigarette smoke so strong? Try smoking less. It's not a good thing."

Hey, this guy still takes care of himself!

The blood demon went crazy and furious, and then saw her smile for the first time. This person was becoming more and more unscrupulous.

He thought of his cat, which was also timid at first, but later even dared to bite his fingers, play with it, and have fun in his arms.

Women, like cats, are both pushy and pushy.

"Hold your feet, I have to mop the floor." She said with a smile on her face.

Seeing that she could clean the house, the Blood Demon forgave her.

The mopping was really clean, and the clothes were also washed with fragrance, but the clothes he washed were not there, the Blood Demon thought calmly.

One day, her blood became so bad that it was hard to drink, and the blood demon saw joy on her face.

It turned out that she had earned enough money and said she could have an operation, so she went to send it to her parents. She was very excited, hugged him tightly, and cried and laughed.

The blood demon looked indifferent.

Later, the girl never came to his apartment again.

He didn't think anything was wrong.

This is the normal state of his demon life. The Blood Demon has long been used to it. It has been like this for thousands of years. Why is he not used to it? He will not feel uncomfortable.

But every time he returned to the apartment and looked at the messy room again, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Every time before going home, I always take a casual look at the alley next to the apartment. There are a lot of junk, cardboard boxes, and trash cans there.

Apart from that, there is nothing.

"Get me a beer from the refrigerator."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned.

Suddenly I remembered that she didn't seem to live here anymore.

The Blood Demon scratched his head, got up and went to the refrigerator to get his own beer.

I was thinking about tidying up the messy house, as if I was trying to be stubborn, but after a few days of tidying up, I was too lazy to move.

Whatever, he's already used to it.

It wasn't until it rained heavily one month later that he came home with an umbrella and saw the girl again next to the apartment, holding her knees and sitting under the eaves to hide from the rain.

The blood demon looked at her quietly, and her blood suddenly became so delicious.

He was actually happy inside.

The girl's mother had passed away because she had no money for timely surgery. Her father knelt in front of her that day, desperately said he was sorry, and kept kowtowing to her.

It turned out that all the money she had given her father had been lost in gambling. Not only that, he also owed a lot of debt, and the woman who first led her to do that was actually arranged by her father.

, and those guests are all my father’s creditors.

She handed over the money she earned to her father again and again, and his father used it all to pay back to those creditors. When he had paid off enough, he continued to gamble with others, and when he owed money, he used his daughter's money to pay back.

She cried and begged, begging the blood demon to drain her blood. She no longer knew what to do. She had nothing. The home she thought she had always been there, suddenly one day found that it was gone and would never be there again.

also.

The Blood Demon was smoking a cigarette, gave her his umbrella, and asked her to sit on it.

That day, he went to find the group of gamblers. Blood was mixed with rain, and the crowd was full of panic.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to buy a pack of cigarettes from the convenience store near the apartment, but suddenly stopped.
To be continued...