Weiwei felt her pulse quicken, her eyes shooting open. Sitting up in bed, she pulled against the hand that had hers, her wrist still feeling the feel of his teeth. She began to thrash against whoever had her, his face popping in front of her eyes.
"Weiwei! It's me!" she heard Shanshan yell at her. Her hands coming to wrap around hers. She had been crying, her eyes wide in fright. Weiwei took in a few deep breaths, before crying into her shoulder.
"Shanshan, I was so scared...I thought I was-" Her eyes caught the sight of Xiao Nai coming through the door. He looked shocked, quickly coming to the other side. He touched her head lightly, his hand running over her hair. She whipped a few tears away, only to have him finish. He smiled at her gently.
"You nearly gave Shanshan a heart attack." She held her cousin's hand tightly smiling at her.
"I'm sorry. I didn't.."
"No. You have nothing to apologize for." Shanshan smiled, clearing her own tears. "This was not your fault. It was that maniacs."
"He's been dealt with." Xiao Nai waved over an unfamiliar vampire. "Weiwei, this is Qi Younghou, he's a personal friend and a very skilled physician, He's just going to check your vitals." Looking up, she finally saw the IV bag hanging beside the bed. Her arm didn't hurt, yet she felt like her body was new.
"I feel fine." She held out her wrist, allowing the vampire to check her heart rate.
"That would be the vampire blood you had." Qi Younghou, flashed a light in her eyes, checking her response, before listening to her breathing.
"What?" She looked shocked. "Whose' blood?"
"Mine." Xiao Nai, stepped in when Qi Younghou stepped away. Gripping her hand in his, he sat on the bed, pushing her back to lie down.
"Don't worry, you won't have the same side effects that you probably would have had. The headache would have been a day or two go, so you slept through the painful symptoms." He patted Xiao Nai on the back. "She's all good. You know where to reach me." He bowed to her, before taking off.
"Slept through them? How long have I been asleep for?" Shanshan gave her a weak smile, wiping away her tears.
"Three days. You've been out cold." Weiwei gripped her hand tightly. "I thought...I thought you weren't going to make, even with the vampire blood." Blinking back her own tears, she kissed Shanshan's forehead.
"Leave you all alone. Our parents would ring me a new one the moment I met them again." Shanshan wiped Weiwei's tears, smiling at her family. Her phone buzzed beside her, Weiwei caught Feng Teng's name popping up.
"I'll be back. I have to take this call." Shanshan squeezed Weiwei's hand once more before leaving the room. Xiao Nai leaned on the armrest of the chair, his fingers tapping lightly against his lips, his gaze never leaving Weiwei.
"I believe I owe you an apology. Not many people would help me after I was rude to them."
"I'm not a a normal human, not anymore at least. You weren't rude, you were justified in your anger." Weiwei gripped the bedsheet tightly, she heard her heart monitor begin to speed up. A blush coming over her at the sounds. Standing, Xiao Nai turned it off, before coming to sit on the bed facing her.
"Will I suffer any of the side effects Shanshan did?"
"Not the painful ones."
"Theres non-painful ones?"
"Yes. You will have dreams. Dreams I will probably be in, even if you don't want me there." Silence echoed between them, his hands pulling out the IV in her arm. He held his gaze to the blood that came out, his eyes focusing before his fangs snapped forward. He pricked his finger, before sizzling over the small wound. It cleared up, leaving Weiwei to look at it in wonder.
"How did-"
"Why did you see Feng Teng?" He cut her off, his eyes flickering up to meet hers. Weiwei didn't want to lie to him, yet she didn't know what this was between them real or not. Or if this was just her dreaming and wishful thinking.
"I wanted to know what his intentions for Shanshan are."
"Is that all?"
"What other business would I have with him?" Xiao Nai knew she felt like a cornered animal. He could feel her panic rising, her blood beginning to pulse through her. Leaning in, he kissed her forehead hoping to quell any fear she had.
"Whenever you need me, I will come. I can feel your presence and come find you whenever or whereever you are in need."
"I never wanted to force you into that."
"You could never force me into anything. I chose to give you my blood, when I could have order 50 others to donate." When he went to leave Weiwei reached out, gripping his wrist. He slide his hand into hers. His touch was cold, against her warmth.
"Sorry. I...I wanted to...Nevermind." She dismissed her thoughts, letting go of her strenth of his hand. Lifting it to his lips, he kissed the back of her hand, smiling.
"You can return to work next week, get rest and enjoy the time with your cousin." Weiwei watched him. She found herself not wanting to know if it was her or the blood in her veins he really wanted. Weiwei only wanted to pretend a little longer that she was the reason, if only for a few moments longer.
Shanshan looked at the address on her phone, before her gaze went up to the townhouse in the middle of the rich section of Shanghai. The sun had faded and with Weiwei no longer in any danger, she had the time and the will power to follow the directions of Feng Teng. Well, it was more like orders of Feng Teng. Squaring her shoulders, Shanshan went up the steps and rang the doorbell. She heard the distance of the chime ring throughout the front entrance. It was a few minutes before a very tall and gorgeous woman appeared. She looked slightly dazed and gave her a bright smile.
"Shanshan?"
"Yes..are you okay you have-" The woman, blinked at her, lifting her hand to her neck.
"My apologies." She spoke softly, staring at the small specks of blood that came on her hand. "Please come in. Feng Teng is waiting for you in the kitchen." With that, the woman, walked down the steps and headed to a car on the other side of the street, never looking back. Walking inside tentatively, Shanshan couldn't help but feel a slight pain in her heart, wondering who she was. Making her way in, she slid off her jacket, holding it in her hands, ready to go if needed. She found Feng Teng wiping his mouth of blood, his gaze on a computer screen.
"Who was that?" She pointed towards the door, her smile wide, trying to hide her true feelings.
"Breakfast." Feng Teng said more of fact then with emotion.
"She's gorgeous...and very nice. Charming even." Shanshan tried to catch herself from sounding jealous, but she couldn't help noticing a little upturn on his lips.
"Really? I've only fed on her twice or so. Her blood's not that bad." He raised his hand, beckoning her over to the breakfast nook. He sat on a bench, the window, facing the garden in his backyard. Reaching out, he took her coat from her, tossing it next to him, before pulling her to sit on his lap. She squirmed, feeling his arms wrap around her waist holding her there.
"Feng Teng." He pointed to the screen, drawing her attention to the email he had up.
"This." It took a few seconds for her brain to realized it was old English, Anglo-saxon. "Can you translate?" Shanshan braced herself on the counter, moving to sit in between his legs instead of on the cold stone like muscle. Her mind no longer on where she was, but on the text.
"Yes, give me a minute." She began typing below it, racking her mind of what each word was, translating it to new English then to Mandarin. Her fingers paused over the keys, turning her head to look back at him. "Weren't you alive when this language was used?" He gave her a look, before making a sour face. It was odd to see him more normal and human like then the usual facade of evil arrogant vampire he normally had.
"I avoided the west. To many Romans and what not. By the time I finally made it to learn English, it was the new Version, not this." Shanshan smiled, finding it amusing how he just ignored half the world even when he was over a century old.
"Well, it seems this person likes riddles." Shanshan looked at the words, trying to figure it out. "I can only live if there is light, yet I die if there is light on me. What am I?" Leaning back slightly, she felt Feng Teng wrap his arms tighter around her, pulling her back to press against his chest. His chin coming to rest on her shoulder. Every action he seemed to feel normal to him, but only made her heart race. She went to move, only to have him remain still and unwavering. "Vampire is it not?" She whispered, placing her hands softly against his. Feng Teng smiled looking at the screen.
"Shadow. He's close." Lifting one hand he shut the laptop, his gaze falling outside his window, eyes on the pond in the back.
"Who is?" Shanshan turned her head, to look at him. His expression back to the unreadable Feng Teng.
"Zhen Shaoxiang, My first progeny."
Link: Riddle found on