闪电算

Throughout the morning, Lord Ye had not found an opportunity to have a private conversation with his father-in-law. But at 3 p.m., when Ye Xingguang accompanied her mother to another hospital building to collect some images, he quickly locked the door to the hospital room. Then, he sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at his weakened father-in-law who was under Death’s scrutiny.

Conveniently, Song Chuanqi also wanted an opportunity to talk to Lord Ye alone, to entrust his daughter to him.

Before he could speak, however, he heard Lord Ye cautiously saying, “Dad, if I could save you, but the cost is another form of torment, would you still wish to live?”

Song Chuanqi didn’t understand what Lord Ye meant by saying this.

Weakly, he asked, “What cost?”

Lord Ye didn’t speak for a long time. This wasn’t a pleasant memory to recount.

Song Chuanqi didn’t rush him, just stared at the young man sitting by his bed, waiting for him to speak again, like a desperate traveler in a desert looking at the prosperous city in the distance.

“Vampirism.”

After a long time, Lord Ye finally said the words.

Song Chuanqi was momentarily stunned, looking at Lord Ye as he weakly opened and closed his mouth, “What did you just say?”

There are some secrets that he wouldn’t want to tell anyone for the entirety of his life. However, once he started, it became much easier to continue.

Lord Ye continued, “There will be an uncontrollable thirst for blood, like a vampire. It’s not easy to subdue, and if you don’t feed on blood, you’ll suffer immensely, but…it could save your life. Xingguang doesn’t want to lose you, and I don’t want to see her so upset. However, I won’t force you. Think it over and then tell me.”

At this moment, Ye Xingguang rushed back and knocked on the door of the hospital room.

Hearing the knocking sound, Lord Ye went out and opened the door.

“Why did you lock the door?”

Lord Ye didn’t answer, just asked her quietly, “Did you get the film so quickly?”

“No, I forgot to take the film receipt.”

Lord Ye stepped aside to let her in.

Ye Xingguang found the receipt for the film in the drawer by the bed and hurriedly left again.

Once Ye Xingguang was gone, Lord Ye returned to the bedside. Before he could sit down, he heard Song Chuanqi, with narrowed eyes, staring at him, his weak voice not losing any male dominance, “Are you not human? Are you a vampire?”

Lord Ye had anticipated his father-in-law’s reaction, such as concluding he was telling a mythical story, but he never expected the first question out of his mouth to be this one.

“I am human, but I can give you the Initial Embrace, which can save your life. The price is the future thirst for blood. It’s hard to resist. At least for me, I can’t control it.”

At this point, even if his words sounded like a fairy tale, Lord Ye didn’t want to mumble in his explanation.

It was better to clarify such life-saving matters.

Whether his father-in-law believed him or not, that was up to him.

All he could do was try his best.

“Once, I had a near-death experience, being critically wounded. If I hadn’t accepted the Initial Embrace, I would have died. In the end, I chose to survive. Now, ten years later, I’m still unable to resist the urge to drink blood. It feels like a disaster with no solution, but if given a second chance, I would still choose to survive.”

“Dad, this is all I can and want to tell you. I hope you can understand that I don’t want to reveal anything more than this. If it wasn’t for your condition being incurable, I wouldn’t have had to tell you anything.”