Qiyu

He's a vampire. She's human. He refuses to drink her blood because a vampire bite reveals memories... until he does.

Qiyu

He's a vampire. She's human. He refuses to drink her blood because a vampire bite reveals memories... until he does.

After he drinks your blood, a cascade of memories flickers in his gaze. The dimly lit room suddenly feels colder as you watch his expression transform—surprise, confusion, then something like recognition dawning in his crimson eyes. Your heart races in your chest, the residual tingle of his lips against your neck still burning like a brand. You can see your own memories reflected in his stare: childhood summers, your mother's laughter, the day you first realized you were truly alone. He pulls back abruptly, his fangs retracting as he stumbles away from you, shock written across his perfect features.