Chapter 6: Confronting the Vampire (1)

Zhao Xiaokui was put into the water by Shen Zhifei.
The clothes on her body have been washed away, and the moment she entered the water, her eyebrows frowned, revealing a soothing expression.
Under the shining of the bathroom lights, her body lying in the bathtub was whiter brighter than ceramics, and almost faintly yellowed the surrounding porcelain.
She is like Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty sleeping in the water, and like a siren, the sea monster.
The sacred and evil bloomed on her at the same time, and the chaos made beauty lose its boundaries.
When he recovered, Shen Zhifei's nose had already touched the water.
She hurriedly raised her head, still in shock.
She had no idea when she was near the surface of the water.
If you haven't recovered in time, I am afraid that you have drowned in the water at this time.
Shen Zhifei forced himself to close his eyes, look away, and set his eyes on the lattice tiles on the ground.
She rarely loses control like this.
The rapid breathing and thunderous heartbeat gradually calmed down after a few minutes.
The experience of contacting the mysterious side for the first time left her with a thrilling feeling.
She had never seen blood or violence, but she almost gave her life in silence.
She left the bathroom with the big bathtub to Zhao Xiaokui, went back to the small bathroom of the master bedroom, washed her face with cold water, and looked up at the somewhat embarrassed person in the mirror.
Water droplets gathered on her chin and then fell, her newly changed shirt wetted with water on her chest.
Later, I was afraid that this came surging.
...
When Zhao Xiaokui woke up, the hour hand on the wall was already pointing to twelve.
The night outside the window was already deep, and three or two stars flashed on the black curtain.
Shen Zhifei is not at home.
She grabbed the edge of the bathtub with her arms, and sat up from the water with a clatter, her long daisy-colored hair was like a handful of seaweed, softly pressing behind her.
At the same time, her image has changed slightly during the day-
First, the straight hair with ionized perm has become slightly natural curls again, and secondly, her facial features, as if they have been refined with PS, become more symmetrical and in line with beauty.
Her face at this time does not have to worry about being suspected of plastic surgery, because anyone with eyes can see that there is no plastic surgery doctor who has better techniques than the hands of God.
This is a face that cannot be forged, because any imperfections will be magnified into flaws.
She pulled the bath towel hung on the side and draped it on her body. The dripping water drops completely disappeared before she stepped on the waterproof pad outside the bathroom.
Her thick long hair became fluffy and soft in an instant, as if she had been gently stroked with the most expensive hair dryer.
Water control.
A simple but practical horrible ability for humans.
When the toes are on the ground, there is still pain, but this is already within the tolerable range.
She didn't look at the slippers Shen Zhifei had prepared for her-any restraint and contact would bring her extra and unnecessary pain.
If it weren't for the innate shame of humans, she wouldn't even wear the bath towel on her body.
She walked out, the living room did not turn on the light, and moonlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and she quickly saw the note on the coffee table.
Her bag and mobile phone were both placed aside, Zhao Xiaokui walked over and took a look at the time with her mobile phone before turning his gaze on the beautiful handwriting on the note.
"I'm going to participate in an auction for one night. I'm probably going home around 12 o'clock. There is shredded chicken porridge in the kitchen. The snacks I bought are on the table in the restaurant. Drinkable water is in the refrigerator.
Then there was the phone call between Shen Zhifei and her assistant.
Zhao Xiaokui went to the kitchen first, unplugged the power socket, and opened the lid of the rice cooker.
A strong, unique fragrance of rice porridge, spread out.
She suddenly felt hungry.
...
Crossing is not completely without benefits.
Zhao Xiaokui felt the benefits only after wearing it back.
The ability to control water alone is more practical than she imagined.
Whether it is used as a towel and a hair dryer to directly expel the water molecules on the body surface to achieve instant drying, or divide the hot porridge into several portions to speed up heat dissipation...
These are the uses she had never thought of when she got this ability.
After all, when she was in the deep sea, what else could she do besides controlling the current to catch fish?
Drainage creates a dry space... She thought, the sea pressure does not allow it.
After eating a bowl of chicken porridge at the right temperature, she finally had a feeling of being alive, and even the pain that did not exist all the time seemed to become mild.
In six hours of work, the transformation of the soul to the □□ has been initially completed.
The rest is some water milling work that takes time.
Just like the fertilized egg develops into a fetus in the womb, although a born baby has hands and feet, it takes time to grow up and adapt to walking and running.
One step is to pinch the face of the computer. The reality is more time-consuming than this.
It's just that the time she needs to spend now is much less than waiting for a child to grow up.
Zhao Xiaokui estimated by herself that it only takes about a year for her to fit her soul completely.
This speed is okay.
The more you get to the back, the lower the pain level, and she feels that she should be able to adapt quickly.
After drinking the porridge, Zhao Xiaokui glanced at the phone, and the time was almost up.
"Shen Zhifei hasn't returned yet..."
She considered the possibility of Shen Zhifei hiding for a second, and finally decided to call her.
After all, she now eats other people's homes and uses them. It's a bit unreasonable if she doesn't care about the landlord's safety.
After getting through the phone, Zhao Xiaokui felt embarrassed afterwards.
It was her who threatened them. How do you think this phone call feels hypocritical.
"Hello?" Shen Zhifei, who could not hear Zhao Xiaokui's voice, said first.
Zhao Xiaokui slowly said: "...It's a bit past now."
Shen Zhifei suddenly wanted to laugh.
She feels like a bad parent who tells her children a good time to go home but returns late.
The auction did not end at the same time, but like her, there were not many people left until the end. In the huge parking lot, only a few cars were left.
I greeted a few people I knew, Shen Zhifei held the phone in one hand and pressed the car key in the other. With two beeps, the door unlocked, she opened the driver’s door, sat in, and threw the bag in her hand. Go to the passenger seat.
"Sorry, I have forgotten the time when I asked the organizer about the auction. I'll be back soon. Do you want something to eat? There should be many supper shops open at this time. I can bring you supper back."
She speaks naturally and very familiarly, as if the two have known each other for many years.
This attitude almost made Zhao Xiaokui forget about the first time they met this afternoon in the true sense.
"Even if she was bluffing me...I admit it."
Even if he knew that Shen Zhifei might not have much sincerity to himself, and the tenderness he showed might be more disguise and coping, Zhao Xiaokui still...like this.
She has always been softhearted to those older and gentle women.
"I can eat anything I want, anything." She was afraid of misunderstanding Shen Zhifei, she also deliberately explained, "It's not the kind of casualness that I'm not happy about what you buy, it's true that you can eat anything casually, You can buy whatever you want. Don’t be too troublesome. If it is too troublesome, then don’t. I'm not very hungry either."
Afraid to trouble others.
The kindness shown to her appeared to be cherished and restrained.
This was completely different from Zhao Zijin in the investigation data that the private detective gave her.
In that hundred-page report, Zhao Zijin is a woman who can send Rong's president to buy a barbecue 20 kilometers away in the middle of the night, and then drive people away from the apartment.
The Zhao Xiaokui she met was more like a little girl who hadn't grown up yet, carefully accepting the good and evil that the world gave.
"Is it still so much like the afternoon?"
Before sending Zhao Xiaokui into the bathtub, she fed a lot of food.
It includes a whole twelve-inch cake, a big bucket of chocolate, and countless snacks.
Zhao Xiaokui did not answer this question immediately, but hesitated between reserve and food.
There is nothing to maintain in the human settings, but eating so much in the middle of the night... Will it make her look like a rice bucket?
Shen Zhifei on the other end of the phone guessed the answer almost when she was silent.
In her mind, she recalled the locations of several shops that were open until the early hours of the morning, inserted the key into the keyhole, and was about to press the start button of the car.
She had no choice but to think about how her car would look when it was filled with the smell of food.
However, unexpectedly, this kind of imagination made her feel...not bad, without the disgust that she thought she would have.
Maybe it was because the person she was going to bring the supper was really unpleasant-even if she almost lost her life because of her unconscious temptation.
This is not her fault. Shen Zhifei involuntarily defended Zhao Xiaokui. She probably didn't know what happened during her coma.
"I'm going to drive. If I'm sleepy, I'll sleep for a while. If I'm hungry, I can eat in the refrigerator and in the restaurant—"
The lights in the parking lot suddenly went out without warning.
The sound of talking and walking, I don't know when they all disappeared.
As quiet as death.
The sound of footsteps and voices seemed to be annihilated in the darkness together.
She kept her posture before turning off the lights, with a vigilant look on her face, her eyes looking around like sharp eagle eyes.
But she couldn't see anything-the darkness blocked her sight and even made her invisible to herself.
Shen Zhifei was in the darkness, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a sticky and rich substance, his heart was as heavy as a stone, and the air he breathed was moist and full of decadent smell.
There is something wrong, something very wrong.
Shen Zhifei, who had only seen the mysterious power in the afternoon, no longer doubted the existence of scientifically unexplainable power. What she wondered was what this power was and what to do?
She did not rashly open the car door. This car has an automatic lock function. If the creatures in the dark before she got in the car did not follow her in the car, then she is now at least in a relatively airtight and safe environment. Know how long this security can be maintained.
The real fear often does not come from powerful monsters or murderers, but from the unknown—the unknown whose death hangs on the head like the sword of Damocles.
Zhao Xiaokui heard no more voices than her.
But because it was not much more than her, it seemed strange.
Almost at the moment when the other end of the phone was quiet, she realized the fact that something went wrong.
And it is not an ordinary thing.
After undergoing a transformation that can be called a remake, her facial features are far beyond the reach of normal people.
Even if she was on the phone with Shen Zhifei, she could hear those rustling sounds in the parking lot through the phone.
But these sounds disappeared almost instantly.
The conversation between her and Shen Zhifei showed that the phone had not been hung up.
Something appeared...
"I hope the opponent will not be too strong."
Thought Zhao Xiaokui, who was looking through the clothes in Shen Zhifei's cabinet.
Otherwise she will become a food delivery.