Chapter 8 Pursue Raphael

When Akasha returned to her room, Anna was wandering in front of her door. She stretched out her hand several times, wanting to knock on the door but then put it down. She looked preoccupied. But she looked much better than yesterday.

Akasha patted Anna's shoulder lightly and said briskly.

"Anna, you are here!"

Anna raised her head in surprise and held Akasha in her arms, sobbing like an animal.

"Waah... Waah... Akasha..."

Holding Anna in her arms, Akasha took Anna to her room and comforted Anna.

"All right, all right."

"Aren't you afraid, Akasha? I suddenly became like that yesterday."

After calming down, Anna asked nervously, with her eyes full of uneasiness.

Caressing Anna's head, she asked with a smile.

"When I first met you, everyone looked at me strangely. Aren't you afraid?"

Anna finally showed a smile, and the haze that had been suppressing in her heart seemed to dissipate. In the past, when she had a relapse, everyone was so scared that they didn't dare to approach her. When she woke up, everyone around her treated her carefully. Those who said they liked her also looked at her strangely and distanced from her. Their words were full of vigilance and prying, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Maybe she saw herself when she walked toward Akasha at that time.

"Anna, do you know how to pursue a man?" With her chin propped up, Akasha spoke out of her distress. She was thinking about how to get close to Raphael and changed the topic.

"Pursue a man! Who are you going to pursue?" Anna asked curiously with her eyes wide open.

"Raphael? How do you think you should pursue someone like him?" Akasha lowered her head dejectedly.

"That's too difficult! But if Raphael likes you and you two get together, you can stay here forever!" Anna's fighting spirit was ignited. She was so excited that she thought of a solution for Akasha.

"As far as I'm concerned, there are several ways to pursue a person. They are to create opportunities, give gifts they like, create surprises, hum... And heroes to save the beauty!" Anna tilted her head and counted with her fingers.

"Akasha, how about we create a surprise? In this way, you two can not only meet each other by chance, but also have gifts, and unexpected joy! One stone and three birds! What do you think?" Anna looked at Akasha expectantly.

"Good idea! Anna, thank you so much! I'm going to prepare it." Akasha felt that she was one step closer to getting pure blood and becoming a human being. She stood up excitedly and couldn't wait to implement this plan.

Anna made a cheering gesture, then opened her hand into a trumpet shape and encouraged.

"Akasha! Come on! Get Raphael!"

After carefully dressing up, Akasha went to the garden and picked out all kinds of beautiful flowers. She wrapped them up and made them into a bouquet. Then she took the flowers to the place where Raphael lived.

This time, she saw clearly that the white stones scattered in the yard were sculptures. She remembered that Anna had said that Raphael liked sculptures. These must be his sculptures, right?

The sculptures were of different styles and were scattered in the dense roses in an irregular pattern. Holy-white and fallen blood-red intertwined, emitting a contradictory beauty.

Raphael was in the sculpture studio. The door of the studio was open, and the powder fluctuated in the light and air. Akasha was choked and coughed. She politely knocked on the door and covered her mouth and nose before entering.

The studio was a mess, filled with all kinds of stones and finished products, and the ground was covered with a layer of powder.

Wearing gloves and protective glasses, Raphael rolled up his sleeves, revealing his powerful and slender arms. With a focused expression, he began to carve on a marble block that was about the same height as him. He carved very fast, and the irregular stones were slowly formed under his file.

Akasha stood not far away, watching him work. At this moment, he was carving the head of his work. Soon, a nearly perfect face could be seen. She suspected that Lisa's own face was also carefully carved by God, and it was listed in the most beautiful work.

Although Akasha had already stood far away from the dust, she still inevitably covered herself with the flying powder, and the delicate flowers in her hands were covered with a layer of white powder.

Her careful washing and dressing were ruined, and Raphael was immersed in the sculpture, as if she hadn't noticed her arrival at all.

When Raphael stopped, she finally opened her mouth.

"Raphael, I think your studio needs some plants. These flowers can be used as decorations."

Raphael raised her head and saw Akasha standing in the light. The white powder danced around her like the wings of an angel. Her light golden long curly hair hung down behind her. Her rose like beautiful face was the only color in the lifeless desert. She looked like an angel, but unfortunately she was a vampire.

"Raphael, would you like to have dinner with me?" Seeing that Raphael didn't say anything, Akasha plucked up her courage to invite her.

Finally, Raphael nodded. Akasha felt relieved. Under his gaze, she walked up to Raphael and handed the flowers to her.

Raphael took the flowers and thought maybe she could add something to his sculpture.

Walking out of the studio, she took a deep breath. Just now, Raphael had been watching her, but he didn't say anything. She pretended to be calm, but in fact, she was very flustered. All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind. Was he unhappy to be disturbed? Or do you think it's ridiculous for her to be stained with dust? Or was she still angry about what happened last night?

Fortunately, he accepted her flowers and her invitation in the end.

"I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes to prepare dinner. I'll change my image at dinner later!" Akasha encouraged herself.

Akasha was so busy the whole afternoon that she felt dizzy. After thinking for a while, she decided to book the dinner in the restaurant outside.

The restaurant was recommended and booked by Anna. It was said that it was a sacred place for dating and was the first choice for couples to eat.

Akasha and Raphael got in the car, and the manor driver drove them there.

They sat in the backseat of the car. When Akasha first came to the human world and Anna took her back to the manor in a car, she was amazed by the mysterious thing in the car.

She had been in a car before, but as soon as she got in, she couldn't help but straighten her body and look straight ahead nervously.

Raphael was amused by her look like facing a great enemy. What kind of vampire is she? Has she been living in the medieval castle all the time?

If Akasha heard Raphael's question, she would definitely nod. She had been living in the castle all the time.

"Do you know what will happen after the car accident? The two cars crashed into each other, and the blood was badly mutilated." Raphael couldn't help teasing her.

Seeing Akasha's pale face, Raphael approached her ear again.

"For vampires, aren't you particularly happy to see such a scene?" Your favorite blood spills all over the ground."

"No! I don't like any kind of blood!" She denied it seriously.

"Haha, do you mean that you only want my blood? Is that why you asked me to have dinner?" Raphael said coldly.

"I sincerely invite you to dinner." Akasha didn't deny the previous question. She felt a little guilty. After all, she approached Raphael for pure blood. And at this time Raphael was very close to her. The closed space in the car made the smell nowhere to hide. The smell of Raphael's blood continued to spread out and provoke her.

It was indeed a popular restaurant. As soon as Akasha and Raphael got out of the car, they saw a crowd of people in front of them. Standing still, Akasha was a little confused. She was still afraid in a crowded place.

"Let's go." Raphael held her hand to block the crowd. She felt at ease.

The restaurant was very private. As soon as they entered, they were taken to a cubicle. After leaving the crowd, Akasha finally relaxed a little and let go of her tightly clenched hands.