Ps: This article is not in the first person.
As a vampire, I had been living a pretty good life, and then one day——
I opened the door and saw an upright-looking boy standing inside. I put down the shopping bag in my hand.
He glanced at me, and then continued to say righteously: I know you are a vampire, don't even think about running away.
I hesitated for a second, took out the photocopy of the ID card that I applied for a bank card yesterday and printed it out from my wallet. I stuck it directly on his face and said coldly:
Get lost, or I'll call the police and arrest you.
It was so tiring to face such a lethargic boy.
[You can't see this passage] Because the author's hand in writing sweet articles has turned dark, so the subsequent development has turned dark because of the author's darkening.
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