Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 187

Chapter 187

Beili’s eyes widened.

Her heart hammered against her ribs in an instant. As she gripped the edge of the coffin, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her palms.

The entire space seemed to freeze.

Her ruby-red eyes stared blankly at the person inside the coffin, filled with nothing but disbelief and panic.

She didn’t react for a long time. It took a good while before she finally came to her senses and reached into the coffin to take Doctor Cassius’s hand.

Cold.

Unlike the way Ashera radiated a chilling frost, Doctor Cassius’s hand was simply cold-a lifeless cold devoid of any warmth.

For a moment, Beili’s mind went completely blank.

Only after that initial shock did she belatedly recall that Doctor Cassius was a vampire. His body had never really had much of a temperature, so his cold skin didn’t necessarily mean anything.

Beili then pressed her hand against Doctor Cassius’s heart, focusing intently to feel for a pulse.

It was just like Ashera’s-quiet, deathly still.

Her mind grew sluggish again.

In the original setting, as a vampire, did Doctor Cassius never have a heartbeat?

Beili could no longer remember such specific details.

She swallowed hard, forcing herself to remain calm.

Breathing.

She wanted to check if Doctor Cassius was still breathing.

Before her hand could move, her gaze collided with a pair of emerald eyes, as silent and still as a secluded lake.

Doctor Cassius’s lips moved slightly, murmuring two indistinct words.

She didn’t hear what he said, but the weight that had been crushing her heart finally lifted.

He wasn’t dead.

Beili took a deep breath and withdrew her hand, pretending as if nothing had happened. After a few seconds to compose herself, she blinked her red eyes and asked in a light, cheerful tone:

“Doctor Cassius, why are you sleeping here? Aren’t you cold?”

Do you have any idea how scary that was? Don’t ever do that again.

Inside the coffin, the blonde, green-eyed man watched her quietly for a long time.

A sense of daze flickered in his emerald pupils, gradually shifting into surprise, then confusion, and finally settling into disappointment.

At last, he let out a soft sigh and spoke in a slow, gentle voice.

“You shouldn’t have woken me, Miss Bartholomew.”

His emerald gaze moved away from her face, looking up at the eerie green full moon in the sky.

“It is not time yet. I should continue my slumber.”

As he spoke, his eyelids drooped slightly, preparing to close once more.

“I have something to ask you-”

Beili hurriedly leaned over the edge of the coffin, her voice urgent as she pleaded, “Doctor Cassius, please don’t go back to sleep yet.”

“I have nothing I can tell you, Miss Bartholomew.”

His lashes remained lowered, his gentle voice carrying nothing but exhaustion and detachment.

“Just as I promised you, I will no longer interfere in your life.”

Wait a minute…

When did she ever make such an agreement with Doctor Cassius?

Beili was baffled.

She had a very good memory and was certain she had never made such a promise.

“The one who made that promise wasn’t me, Doctor Cassius,”
she said quickly.

“Maybe that was my past life… or the life before that, but it wasn’t me. I just want to ask you a few questions. Just a few. It won’t take more than a few minutes…”

Unfortunately, such words were not enough to hold back a man who wished to fall into a long sleep.
As her voice trailed off, a soft sigh followed. Those emerald-green eyes, as deep as a lake, had already closed tightly.

Beili reached into the coffin once more, gently patting Doctor Cassius on the shoulder in an attempt to wake him.

No matter how much Beili called out to him, the man in white with golden hair gave no response. It was as if he hadn’t just fallen asleep, but had truly passed away.

Once he had fallen into a deep slumber, the coffin lid that had been pushed aside slid back into place with a heavy, dull thud.

Beili withdrew her hand and took a step back. She watched helplessly as the silver spikes that had fallen to the ground slowly rose into the air and reinserted themselves into the coffin.

Staring at the tightly sealed and fortified coffin, Beili stood in place and pursed her lips, feeling helpless.

After a moment of thought, she decided to do what she was best at-entering Doctor Cassius’s dream.

…

So you want to sleep, do you?

Then I’ll just ask those questions inside the dream realm.

Beili slowly sat down next to the coffin, resting her back against it, and closed her eyes.

This time, she didn’t have Ashera by her side to assist her.

However, having opened the Dream Domain multiple times now, she had gradually mastered the necessary techniques.

As her eyelids fluttered shut, her vision was plunged into total darkness.

Immediately after, a burst of blue-green light erupted from her chest. Once her eyes were fully closed, the light wrapped around her entire body.

When Beili opened her eyes again, the eerie green moon in the sky had melted into ribbons of green silk. They unraveled and became entangled within several slowly rotating nebulae.

The withered, yellowed flowers on the ground had all vanished. In their place was a vast lake of black water.

Beili stood directly upon the surface of the water.

With every step she took, a ripple appeared beneath her feet, spreading outward in all directions.

No door?

She paused in her tracks, looking around her surroundings with a hint of confusion.

Boundless darkness surrounded her on all sides.

It seemed as if she was the only one left in this space-oh, right, there was also the coffin behind her.

Perhaps the coffin itself was the door to Doctor Cassius’s dream.

With that thought in mind, Beili leaned in to inspect the coffin. Sure enough, she saw a plaque resting upon it.

The name ‘Cassius Alfredo’ was clearly inscribed on the plaque.

Beili noticed that the silver spikes on the coffin had all disappeared.

Thus, she pushed the coffin lid open with all her might.

At the same time, she used Beast Transformation to turn into a butterfly, flying through the narrow gap as the coffin opened.

…

A young boy dressed in white was sitting on a set of stone steps.

The boy was quietly reading a book.

He held the book in both hands, looking so focused that it seemed as if time did not exist in this place.

When Beili raised her red eyes, this was the sight that met her gaze.

With golden hair as brilliant as sunlight and quiet, emerald-green pupils, the boy was a miniature version of Doctor Cassius.

Beili opened her mouth to speak, but quickly closed it again.

A trace of hesitation crossed her cold, elegant features.

She wasn’t quite sure whether she should continue to call him ‘Doctor Cassius’ or simply ‘Hey, kid.’

Sensing her presence, the blonde-haired, green-eyed boy looked up from his book and glanced at her.

A flash of surprise flickered in his quiet green eyes.

“Did I dream of you, or did you chase me all the way into my dream, Miss Bartholomew?”

The boy asked.