Anxiang's inspection report came out soon, and the situation was not optimistic. It was the last result that anyone wanted to see.

Pei Yizhou immediately went through the transfer procedures for Anxiang, and the hired expert team will formulate a treatment plan for her.

During this period, Pei Yizhou gave up all his work and stayed with her every step of the way. An Zimo didn't want to go to school at first, but An was afraid that his child would get sick if he stayed in the hospital every day, so he forced him to go to school.

She could no longer accompany An Zimo.

The physical pain made it difficult for her to walk as freely as before. She couldn't eat or sleep at night. Every moment was torture for her. Within half a month, she was so tortured that she lost weight.

Pei Yizhou looked distressed and couldn't bear anything for her except heartache.

Her condition was getting worse day by day, with lethargy, chest pain, coughing and hemoptysis, and the treatment had no effect on her at all.

It was like... God was determined to take her away.

Pei Yizhou pressed a stone tightly on his chest. It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Xu Chuan also visited An Xiang once. Seeing Pei Yizhou's pale face, he couldn't help but ask him to come to the rest area outside the ward and persuaded him gently: "Why don't you go back and take a rest?"

Pei Yizhou shook his head: "Have you contacted the oncology professor I asked you to contact?"

"I sent someone there, and the assistant told us that he is doing research in Africa and his return date has not yet been determined."

Pei Yizhou took a long breath and leaned back on the chair tiredly.

Xu Chuan opened his mouth to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say. Pei Yizhou's world was a wasteland made of yellow sand. An Xiang was a flower blooming in this western wasteland. Hers gave his life color and happiness.

The taste is very special and unmatched.

"Yi Zhou, I will try to contact you again."

Pei Yizhou suddenly opened his eyes and pursed his lips, "You said... what if I change An Xiang?"

"You want to embrace her for the first time?" Xu Chuan was a little surprised.

Pei Yizhou nodded.

Xu Chuan frowned, "I don't think it's advisable. You also know that Chu has a lot of conditions to carry out. With An Xiang's current state, she will probably die during Chu's embrace. Even if she doesn't die, make sure you can control it.

Live on your own?”

The first embrace is to transform a human into a vampire. The human being embraced for the first time will share the life of the vampire family. Only pure blood can transform humans.

Since ancient times, whether they are relatives of the emperor or high-ranking officials, they have all longed for eternal life, so they exchanged wealth for the first love from the blood clan. However, among a hundred people who are first embraced, only one person may survive.

First love is a cruel thing.

The Vampires first drain the blood of the human body, and then suck their own blood. Many fragile humans die directly from the first step. Even if the above two points are achieved, if the body cannot fuse with the blood and reject it, they will also die suddenly.

Xu Chuan was right, Yi Anxiang's current body simply couldn't withstand the first embrace.

He can't take risks.

"Pei Yizhou..."

After being patted on the shoulder by Xu Chuan, Pei Yizhou raised his head and caught a glimpse of An Zimo standing not far away, looking at him.

He was carrying a small schoolbag, followed by an assistant.

"Then I'll leave first. I'll contact you if I have any news."

Pei Yizhou nodded and waved for An Zimo to come over.

He pursed his lips and stood in front of him step by step.

"Did you just hear that?"

An Zimo nodded.

"Don't tell your mother."

An Zimo nodded again. Judging from An Xiang's character, she would definitely take risks to accept her first love.

"Sir, this is the information you asked me to check before, and I brought it with me."

The assistant put the thick document bag in his hand, and An Zimo heard the word "An Xiang" through the assistant's voice. His eyes flickered, and he didn't want to leave just now.

"Want to see?"

"Um."

"Then let's take a look." Pei Yizhou crossed his long legs and leaned against the chair. He took out the documents and put them on the table. An Zimo took off his schoolbag and sat across from him. The father and son just read the documents in the rest area.

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It was an introduction to the life of the An family's "disappeared daughter". There were a few photos at the back, but they were not very clear.

An Zimo picked up one and frowned slightly.

The girl in the picture is twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a white suspender skirt and huddled in the corner.

She was obviously afraid of the camera. She turned her face away and kept avoiding it. The pale skin exposed to the camera was covered with bruises, which were caused by being beaten. An Zimo knew it.

His breath froze, and he put down the photo and picked up the information.

An Xiang, a mute, fainted due to allergies when he was 20 years old. After his death, he was taken away and burned by An Yanze.

Captivity, abuse, violence.

All the words gathered together into dense needles, pricking the two men's hearts mercilessly.

An Zimo already had a vague premonition when he realized her identity.

He knew that his mother might not have been happy before, but he never imagined that it would be like this. This was not just physical torture, but an insult to the soul.

How on earth did she... survive? Even after going through all that, she never blamed him for being willful and unruly.

The girl in the photo looks towards the camera with fear and timid eyes.

He could not connect her with his gentle and smiling mother.

An Zimo held the photo tightly, his violent mood swings causing a bright red murderous intent to appear in his eyes.

Pei Yizhou concentrated on reading the information and did not notice the changes in his son for the time being.

"Were you not discovered by the An family during the investigation?"

The assistant shook his head: "No, the blood servant we betrayed has also been sent away."

Pei Yizhou nodded, and when he raised his eyes, he saw An Zimo biting his lower lip, scarlet blood oozing out from his lips. His eyes were fierce, and the dark soul light was like a rolling black cloud, which seemed to destroy that young body.

Like swallowing.

Pei Yizhou stood up and patted his back, "Zimo, wake up."

"They bullied my mother." He stared at the photo, which he tore open in the middle.

Pei Yizhou was stunned: "This is not your mother, your mother..." His voice paused, and a strange thought came to him.

He waved his assistant away and squatted down: "Do you know what's going on?"

An Zimo nodded and was about to speak when he glanced at the familiar figure behind him. His heart trembled and he hurriedly put the things on the table into his bag. However, because he was in too much haste, he still couldn't put one of the photos away.

He brought it to the ground and landed lightly at An Xiang's feet.

She lowered her head to pick it up, her eyebrows quiet.

The two of them looked at her as if facing a formidable enemy, their eyes filled with nervousness.

"You, why did you come out?" Even Pei Yizhou felt that something was wrong, so he forced himself to calm down and said, "Give it to me."

An Xiang held the photo and felt momentarily trance looking at herself in the photo.

She lived so peacefully here that she couldn't even remember what it was like before.

She raised her head and looked at the children, one large and one small, and finally locked her eyes on Pei Yizhou: "Did you ask me to check?"

Pei Yizhou: "..." I dare not admit it.

An wanted to cover her mouth and cough, but her pale face turned red from the shock.

"Go back first, don't catch a cold." Pei Yizhou gently supported her, "The nurse didn't tell me when she saw you coming out, she is not qualified."

"I'm coming out on my own." An Xiang turned around and waved to her son. When he came over, she took his little hand and continued walking forward. Soon she returned to the ward. She lay back on the bed and said, "Close the door."

Pei Yizhou went to close the door with a bang.

"Sit." An wanted to pat the seat next to her.

Pei Yizhou sat down again.

The big one and the little one looked at her with the same eyes and the same expression. It was so consistent that it was like copying and pasting.

An wanted to hold back her laughter, "Do you want to hear a story?"

They both nodded at the same time.

An Xiang's eyelashes trembled slightly. Now that they have started investigating, it means they have begun to doubt her identity. She doesn't have much time left and has nothing to hide.

"I turned out to be her." An wanted to stretch out her fingertips and tap the photo in her hand.

Although the two of them had already suspected it, they were still shocked when she said it herself.

An Xiang leaned against the pillow and calmly told her short and miserable life.

There are five men in the An family, and all of them are excellent. Because the parents of the cousins ​​died early, they were taken into care by Tai Lanyi and An Heyuan, and An Xiang is Tai Lanyi's only biological bloodline.

In fact, An Xiang was a normal child when he was first born.

Until one day when a cousin took her out to play, she accidentally got caught in the rain and started to have a high fever when she came back. The high fever caused An to break her vocal cords, and she would never be able to speak again, and the damaged brain was destined to make her unable to speak.

Absorb knowledge like a normal child.

She did everything slowly, even moving very slowly. An Heyuan hated her and never saw her again.

Later, they gave birth to An Baozhu. Tai Lanyi felt that An Baozhu was unlucky, so he placed her at the bottom of the tower. And that tower... contained the memorial tablets from the top and bottom of the An family. They wanted her to be in the same frame as the dead.

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An Xiang was too stupid. She was not afraid of that at all. Instead, she would go to the upper floor every day to say hello to her ancestors. Later, An Heyuan found out and had people blockade the second floor, prohibiting her from going to the upper floor. After that day, her living circle was reduced to

Room.

The cousins ​​bribed the blood servants to humiliate her every now and then, and used cameras to record her embarrassment. Even if An Heyuan found out, they would turn a blind eye.

An wanted to tell the story as if it were a story that had nothing to do with her, without any hatred or sadness.

It became commonplace for her brothers to beat her up. When she looked better, those people became even more restless. If An Yanze wasn't around...

Thinking of An Yanze, An Xiang's chest started to hurt again.

She bent over and coughed, tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.

"Stop talking." Pei Yizhou knew that she was sad and squeezed her hand tightly, "We won't listen anymore."

An wanted to keep some of his own affairs, such as the system and the passage through the book, without telling them. After all, it was too fantasy and he was afraid that they would not be able to accept it.

After the cough subsided, she opened her eyes and looked over: "...So will you still like me?"

She was very afraid. When Pei Yizhou knew these things, he couldn't accept it and stayed away from her.

"I love your soul deeply." His tone suddenly became sour, and he only had eyes for her.

An Zimo pursed his lips, pointed out the window and said, "Then if my mother is the tree outside, will you come too?"

Pei Yizhou looked outside, nodded, and said without hesitation: "Then I will plant that tree in my heart and take it with me wherever I go."

In the long life of a vampire, the skin is just a common thing.

He admired her unique soul. If her soul was in a flower, he would hide the flower; if her soul was in the wind, he would catch the wind. If she really left the world one day, she would always reside in his heart.

An Xiang pursed her lips and carefully stretched out her hand to grab the thick and soft hair in front of her eyes. In the end, she couldn't help herself and kissed the man's plump forehead.

If the two of them were alone, An Zimo would feel bad.

It's not even the second child yet, so my mother won't kiss him.
Chapter completed!