not a monster

Chapter 166 Monsters and Cats

They first met in a dark alley.

The cat raised by the Gorefiend died of old age. It was a cute little elf, but now, she was lying there and would not lick her palm again.

The apartment is a mess, which is where he lives.

Because anyway, after a few decades, it won't belong to him, and he doesn't need to make it look so comfortable.

Gorefiend doesn't feel alone, that's a lot of superfluous feelings.

He has lived for thousands of years, so how could he feel lonely? The reason why he kept a cat was that he saw this little guy shivering and shivering under his apartment building to hide from the rain. The hair on his body was all wet. Poor Xi Xi looked at himself.

He used it for a long time, let it not be afraid of him, let it learn to act like a baby with himself, and please him, the blood demon found it very interesting.

It's just that it's motionless now.

He smoked in the apartment all afternoon, and in the evening, he went to a construction site of a nearby unfinished building, found a place where no one was around, and buried the dead cat
It started to rain when he came back, but fortunately he had an umbrella, the rain was shining silvery on the black asphalt ground at night.

He saw her.

It rained heavily in summer, and she hid from the rain under the eaves, but her whole body was already wet.

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

"Would you like to come to my house?" Gorefiend turned his head, indicating that his house was upstairs.

He really took a girl back to his apartment.

The apartment was messy and had a strange smell. He would not be embarrassed, it was warm under the incandescent lamp, except for the strong smell of smoke, the sound of rain outside as the door of the apartment closed, seemed to be far away at once.

The Gorefiend gave her a towel and asked her to wipe it clean, saying that she could sleep on the sofa tonight.

The girl just looked at him quietly, without speaking, and began to take off her clothes.

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

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

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

The blood demon made her a bowl of instant noodles.

She ate with her head down, and looked up from time to time. The other party had been standing there staring at her with a smile.

She knew that look very well, just like those guests, it was the look of looking at the food, wishing she could eat it.

The other party refused to 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 was given to her mother to see a doctor. She didn't want her father, who had been supporting her, to know that she was doing dirty things, so she never went home.

The Gorefiend took her in, but he didn't know why, maybe the blood on her body smelled too delicious, maybe she was very similar to the cat he raised.

The two lived together in such a strange relationship. During the day, the blood demon went to work, and the girl washed, cooked, and cleaned for him, and always went out in a hurry at night.

When the Gorefiend returned home, he thought he had gone to the wrong door. What about his kennel, why did it become like this? The floor of his house was actually reflective!

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

She also knew that this man was not a human being, but a monster, and the other party took her in because her blood was so sweet.

But she wasn't afraid. Compared to her guests, the Gorefiend was more human.

One night, she didn't get business and both of them were inside, and it was raining outside.

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

"Yes, do you want to drink my blood?"

She said weakly, still holding the clothes to be dried in her hand, the Gorefiend looked up at her, would it be embarrassing if she told her that she had never drank human blood before.

Gorefiend's face, can that be lost? Of course not.

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

She told the blood demon that if she wanted to earn enough money for her mother's medical treatment, she would quit, and then she could go back to live with her parents.

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

But because they were in the same room, his eyes gradually increased on girls.

Maybe it was bored, sitting on the sofa, from time to time he would look at the figure drying the clothes over there, 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 eyes of the two inevitably meet, and the girl always keeps her head down and uses her hair to block her sight.

He began to understand her more and more, just as he knew the cat's habits more and more.

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

At the beginning, the Gorefiend would wake her up when she went out in the morning, and she would get up like a cannon fodder as soon as she woke up, and then when the Goregore went out in the morning to wake her up, she just lazily opened her eyes and buried her head Continue to sleep under the quilt.

Gorefiend watched this scene at the door, always had a feeling of déjà vu, and took the door out.

The two communicated more and more, the blood on the woman's body was still as delicious as fairy dew compared to other people, but it was not delicious day by day, and the blood demon made bad faces for her all day long.

It's just that the girl doesn't complain, she knows this person, no, this monster's character is like this, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart.

Sometimes even refute a few words.

"Why is the smell of smoke so strong, please smoke less, it's not a good thing."

Hey, this man is taking care of himself!
The blood fiend went mad and furious, and saw her laugh for the first time, this person has become more and more unscrupulous.

When he thought of his cat, he cringed at first, but later he even dared to bite his fingers and play with him, having fun in his arms.

Women, like cats, are creatures who can push their feet.

"Hold your feet back, I'm going to mop the floor." She smiled.

For the sake of her ability to clean, the Gorefiend forgave her.

It's really clean, and the clothes are also washed with fragrance, why don't the clothes I washed by myself, the blood demon thought calmly.

One day, her blood became so bad that it was hard to drink, and the Gorefiend could see joy from her face.

It turned out that she had earned enough money and said she could have the operation, so she went to send it to her parents. She was very excited, hugging him tightly, crying and laughing.

The blood demon looked indifferent.

The girl never came to his apartment after that.

He didn't feel anything either.

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 unaccustomed.

It's just that 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, where there are a lot of junk, cardboard boxes, and trash cans.

Other than that, nothing.

"Get me a can of beer from the fridge."

He was taken aback when he finished speaking.

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

Gorefiend scratched his head, got up and went to the refrigerator to get his own beer.

I thought about tidying up the messy house, as if I was going to fight someone, but I didn't bother to move after a few days of tidying up.

Whatever, he's used to it.

Until another day of heavy rain a month later, he came home with an umbrella, and saw the girl next to the apartment again, she was sitting under the eaves with her knees hugged to hide from the rain.

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

He actually was happy in his heart.

The girl's mother had no money for a timely operation and had already passed away. That day her father knelt in front of her, desperately saying sorry, and kept kowtowing to her.

It turned out that all the money she gave her father had been gambled away by him. Not only that, he also owed a lot of debt, and the woman who led her to do that at the beginning was actually arranged by her father. , and those guests are all father's creditors.

She handed over the money she earned to her father one after another, and his father used it all to repay the creditors. If he had enough, he would continue to gamble with others, and if he owed it, he would use his daughter's money to pay it back.

She cried and begged, and begged the blood demon to suck her blood dry. She didn't know what to do anymore. She had nothing. The home she thought was always there, suddenly found out one day that it was gone, and it would never be again. also.

Gorefiend smoked a cigarette, gave her the umbrella, and asked her to sit on it.

On that day, he went to find the group of gamblers, the blood was mixed with rainwater, and the crowd was full of panic.

There was blood on the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to go to the convenience store near the apartment to buy a pack of cigarettes, but suddenly stopped.

"Forget it, stop smoking." He took two packs of original Lay's potato chips.

"Hey, you quit smoking?" the convenience store owner was curious.

"What ring, I just don't want to smoke."

"After so many years of smoking, it means that if you don't want to, you don't want to."

"If you say you don't want it, you don't want it."

"I'm used to it, so I can't say that I won't smoke if I don't smoke."

"Isn't it okay to change a habit!"

"Go, go, go."

When the Gorefiend returned home and looked at the girl, her face was probably numb, she was sitting by the door, her body was wet.

He didn't know what to say, so he pulled up a stool, sat on the side, and turned on the TV. There was a typhoon in summer, and the outside world was blown crookedly.

Thunder rang outside the window, illuminating the two people who were entangled in the house, and the girl's neck was full of scars bestowed by him.

He said, if you really make up your mind to die, just tell him, and he will suck all her blood dry.

"Drain my blood now."

The blood demon refused, saying that the current blood is not delicious enough, and he will drink it when it is fermented to the most mellow.

The girl stared blankly at him, and the two fell asleep hugging each other.

The next day, he was rounded up by people sent by the company, and in the end it was Feng Wuli who dealt with it.

The girl was told that she could die, but she had to wait for him to come back and do it herself. You have lived here for so long, and you have to pay some rent.

Looking at the swing on the ceiling, she was in a daze all afternoon and ate the potato chips he brought back last night.

She began to wait, and when the man came back, she let him suck her blood dry.

The girl sat in the messy house for a day and a night until she was hungry, and she used the money he left to buy food.

Clean up the house.

The sun rises and sets, rises and sets.

She began the long wait, alone in the apartment.

The moon on Mid-Autumn Festival is so round, she just watched it by the window.

He couldn't help but wondered whether in his past life, he was also looking at the moon outside the window by himself like this.

Where did he go, would a monster be lonely after living for so many years.

The moon will not give her an answer.

She wanted to ask him before he died when he came back.

Before he knew it, his mind was filled with the shadow of that person, and the other person would definitely say impatiently that he was a great blood demon, so don't mention such mentally retarded issues.

And under the Xiangjiang River on the other side, the Gorefiend also looked up at the moon in the sky.

The girl's mood is not stable, she always breaks down and wants to go out and die, but in the end she always stops when she thinks of his words.

She can't be so selfish, and can't break her promise.

Because she didn't have to do those things anymore, she started going back to going out during the day.

In the vegetable market at eight o'clock in the morning, the sun and the noise of the crowd were so close, she seemed to suddenly realize that she was alive.

Why haven't you come back yet.

She didn't know when he would come back, so she lived every day with the mentality that today was the last day.

On sunny days, rainy days, and windy days, she always looks at the empty apartment silently by herself, guarding this small space.

Whenever she had time, she would think of him. The world was originally bright, but one day it suddenly darkened. She saw the only light in the darkness, and all she could do was run towards the light.

Why hasn't he come back yet, she has nowhere to go, the other party will never come back again.

This can't help but make her start to worry about gains and losses.

The next day, she saw that man came back, and when she saw him again, her heart overflowed with joy and anticipation, and said, she can suck her blood dry.

The Gorefiend approached her, bit her neck with his fangs, and said:

"How did your blood become so undrinkable?"

Why, it became unpalatable.

The girl couldn't cry, she obviously didn't want to die, but she still kept crying.

"Is there somewhere to go?"

The girl shook her head blankly.

"Stay here."

She choked up and nodded, wiping her tears and looking at the man in front of her.

She felt that she had been reborn, in this small apartment, in front of this monster who had lived for an unknown number of years.

The suppressed emotions that have been suppressed for a long time have turned into endless cries.

The next day, she stopped crying, and she smiled beautifully. She was such a cute little girl, but why did she keep a straight face all day long before.

"I went out and found a part-time job handing out leaflets. What do you want to eat tonight? How about sweet and sour pork ribs? I'll buy a rib back." Her tone was full of joy.

The Gorefiend looked impatient: "Annoy you or not, it's up to you."

The girl giggled, didn't care, and pushed the door out.

It's just that at night, after Gorefiend returned to the apartment, she still hadn't come back.

After seven o'clock, after 07:30, until nine o'clock, she still did not come back.

He went out to find her, following the smell of blood, in an abandoned building site, where he buried the cat.

Just tens of meters away from where he buried the cat, he smelled her blood underneath.

After a long silence, the Gorefiend dug out a suitcase. After opening the suitcase, the girl, like his cat, closed her eyes and remained motionless.

……

If I had known earlier, when you went out today, I would have treated you better.

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I didn’t want to write this anymore, but because the holes in front of me were dug, I had to fill them in. I can’t pretend that there is no such thing, so I just wrote it with a painful face, woo woo woo, I didn’t mean it, I bow and apologize , It won't happen in the future, trust me.

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　I didn’t want to write this anymore, but because the holes in front were dug and I had to fill them in, I couldn’t pretend that there was no such thing, so I still wrote it with a sore face, woo woo woo, I didn’t mean to throw a knife.

　　
　
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