Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours and three hours passed in the blink of an eye.
But, Anying was still staring at the door with a pitiful face, awaiting the one man who caused his hunger to arrive and walk through.
The time which was 6:27am before was now a glaring 9: 58 am.
And with each hour that passed by, Anying would feel his stomach growling uncomfortably... The hunger was too much,
His lips pursed and toes curled...
"What a painful feeling...". He mumbled, his eyes glossed over, tears about falling.
And to think it wasn't even noon yet... When did Hanze even plan to return?.
Anying's heart twisted painfully when his mind whispered evilly, ' evening '.
". No... Not possible... He'll return soon... I'll just sleep in waiting..". He thought... By the way, why didn't he think about that before?.
If he slept and woke up maybe he would find Hanze sitting on the sofa or standing by the bathroom door or something... ah... He should just sleep to pass away time..
But... "If I sleep now and wake up without finding that Hanze.. Won't my hunger Intensify due to the energy I burnt while sleeping?.". He chewed his bottom lip, a curse almost escaping his lips.
He couldn't believe Hanze just decided to start foiling his plans before he even implemented it... Even the ones he thought about before stepping foot into his own house.
"Urgh!....argh!..". He groaned. He would just sleep. Yes. Forget about that bloodthirsty and ruthless being.... No.. killer.
After all who could have a bloodthirsty aura without killing people hmph!.
He turned sideways and drew the blanket to his neck, then he proceeded to close his eyes while trying very hard to ignore the hunger inside of him...
You know .. he was still lucky the hunger hadn't gotten to the stage where he wasn't allowed to sleep yet... So, within thirty minutes, his lashes fluttered close and he slept off.
....
Eight hours later.
5:32 pm.
Anying finally stirred awake, his whole body was weak and screaming. I need food '.
"Ugh...". He held his head while sitting up...
"A splitting headache... Ha. Just what I needed to improve my condition.". Indeed.
He stared at the door to discover it was still locked and there was no sign of Hanze.
He stared at the bedside table that had a clock reading 5:33pm.
"... Evening.". He turned his head and stared back at the window that had it's curtain turn from Cool blue to an orange glow due to the sun sinking into the horizons.
Now he couldn't help wonder where Hanze went.
"He just got here yesterday for crying out loud.". Don't tell him the guy already had a thousand year old business to run.
Anying shook his head, got down from the bed and shakingly reached for the door again... Ah, only God knew how he arrived there without falling considering how he as swaying.
But alas, when his shaky hands reached the door, and twisted it, it was still locked.
"What... was I thinking?....". He said slowly letting out a sigh, then he turned around and approached the bed. He hadn't even gotten the time to climb yet when his legs gave away and he fell face first into the soft mattress.
". Ha...Hahaha...". A weak laugh escaped his lips.
". Who would believe I, Hei Anying would be this weak unable to climb a bed.. ugh ....". he asked with sarcasm dripping down his voice then propped himself up at the end and slammed himself into the sheets with a scowl ..
A pitiful and pleading one when the hunger in him schooled his manners by crashing into him like torrent of waves.
"Ah.... Wuuuu..... I'm so hungry... waaahh..*sniff*...waaahh..*more sniffing*..". Eh?. He resulted to shedding tears again.
There is nothing hunger couldn't do ah?. Seeing how it turned a feisty seductress into an adorable and weak kitten.
Another sniff, and Anying cleaned his tears... It would make him more hungry.
He brought his knees to his chest and laid his head on it facing the door and praying for Hanze to remember home... His big eyes blinking pitiful in anticipation.
He waited patiently.
Waited.
Waited.
Waited.
And waited.
An hour later after waiting and seeing no sign of the man he was expecting, he threw the blanket away, slid down the bed and staggered into the bathroom shedding tears... He couldn't even control it... He felt weak but what to do .. he was hungry.. hungry. So hungry... It was approaching 48 hours that he hadn't eaten anything, and,
It wasn't supposed to affect him but Hanze must have altered his normal bodily functions. And to think he couldn't even use his spiritual energy to alert his real birth mother from the upper realms.
"O-ok...ok calm... Down Anying.". He patted his cheeks and Tried to make the tears stop but it wouldn't.
He was hungry okay?!.
He stripped off the clothes he wore and turned on the shower, then he began sponging his milky skin slowly. And to think he didn't have enough strength to stand properly.
... 15 minutes later, he exited the bathroom with white night clothes that weren't there before on the towel stand. The clothes were made of silk and very soft yet he still couldn't appreciate it...
The youth sighed, and quietly walked to the bed then collapsed on it.
It was already 7:00pm on the dot. Let's say, 19:00 pm.
Yet, his eyes darted to the door dejectedly... Hanze wasn't back yet.
". What if... He's not coming today?.". There was dread coating his soft tone.
No...
He would come back yes!.
' think positively! '.he berated internally,
And lay down, properly, back flat against the soft bed and breathing weakly...
Then he began counting the seconds along with the sound of the clock.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
And the minute, hour's and second's hands continued going round and round and round... until the hour hand hit 8 and the minute hand hit 12.
8:00pm.
The door made a click sound and anying's heart took a flip in his chest...
He's here ..
He's here...