Chapter 193 - 102 In Hell The Spring Warmth Blooms Flowers_8
Yun Ya clenched her teeth in hatred. All the restraint she had maintained over the years had come undone in just a few sentences from Yun Shu.
She looked up at the sky, questioning why she was given such a life, why... she had never hated her body as much as she did at this moment, with the blood of Yun Shu running through her veins... Thinking of this, a wave of nausea swept over her, and she bit down hard on her arm. Blood gushed out in an instant, and upon seeing it spurt, she smiled with satisfaction.
Her eyes, reflecting the crimson blood, were a deep red, eerie and mad.
Let it flow, let it all flow out—those filthy, ugly things would be cleansed from her as the blood left her body...
But this flesh was created by Yun Shen and Ji Lanyi, a product of their incest... She would destroy it, destroy it, destroy everything.
Already in hell, what’s the point of being cast down any further?
The words of Yun Shu echoed in her mind, and she began to laugh softly, a laugh filled with desolation and eeriness, like the shriek of a vengeful ghost, hair-raising.
Yan Song, who came after her, was startled by the sight of Yun Ya with her mouth covered in blood, looking sinister and terrifying. He quickly walked over to her, took off his jacket to cover her, and held her in his arms, cooing softly, "It’s okay, it’s all over now...."
Yun Ya was dazed for a moment. This man smelled so clean, like sunshine and grass mixed together, very pleasant and warm...
In the darkness of the world, it seemed as if a ray of sunlight had pierced the pitch-black sky, flooding in like magic. Wherever the sunlight touched, the thick black smoke transformed into rolling meadows and fields of fresh flowers—breathtakingly beautiful.
The warmth of spring bloomed, fragrance filling the air.
Yun Ya looked up, somewhat bemused, her mouth still stained with traces of blood, yet her eyes were so clear and innocent, like a newborn calf, curious and unknowingly fearful of the world...
Yan Song’s heart melted into a puddle of water at the sight of those eyes.
He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth and said softly, "Don’t be afraid, I’ll always be with you, and no one will ever be able to bully you again."
"Brother Yan...." She muttered faintly, then suddenly fainted.
Yan Song quickly caught her and carried her horizontally in his arms, striding towards the parking lot. At that moment, Zhuang Xiyue, Yan Nanmo, and Yan Ke followed. Seeing this scene, Zhuang Xiyue hastened over and upon seeing the blood on Yun Ya’s drooping arm, she gasped with her hand over her mouth, "What happened?"
Yan Song said coldly, "I’ll take her to the hospital, Mom. You and Dad go home first."
Zhuang Xiyue could not be at ease, letting Yan Nanmo and Yan Ke go home first; she followed to the hospital.
Yan Ke and Yan Nanmo exchanged a speechless look, feeling like only the three of them seemed to be a family, as if they were just extras included in some package deal.
Yan Ke, also concerned about Yun Ya, let Yan Nanmo go home alone and quickly followed the others.
Yan Nanmo was left alone amidst his confusing thoughts. What kind of bewitching potion had the girl from the Ji Family given them for all three to be so anxious about her?
To return home would just mean lying in a cold lonely bed, so he decided to follow as well.
In the car, Yan Song held Yun Ya tightly in his arms. The girl in his embrace had an extraordinarily pale face, her brows tightly furrowed, appearing to be in great pain.
Yan Song bit his lip, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, and he barked at the driver, "Drive faster."
The driver, nearly scared out of his wits, stepped on the gas immediately, and the car shot through the night like an arrow.
Zhuang Xiyue looked at the wounds on Yun Ya’s arm and frowned, "Doesn’t this look like a bite mark? That bitch Yun Shu must be damned desperate to bite someone."
Yan Song’s brow furrowed as he glanced at Yun Ya’s face, which in the streaming lights of the car seemed even colder.