Chapter 280 - 113 Start Action Childhood Shadow_7
Gao Kee dialed the number the other party had left.
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Zhang Cuicui, Gao Kee looked at the neat handwriting, elegant and unrestrained, just like her.
He couldn’t help but chuckle, wondering who came up with such a fine name.
But knowing she worked at the hospital, he was bound to find her sooner or later.
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Yun Ya settled into the car, and Du Shan looked back at her: "Miss, you look so pale. Are you ill?"
Yun Ya leaned back in the seat: "It’s nothing. Let’s go to Tea City."
Seeing this, Du Shan didn’t ask any more questions and drove away.
This was the largest Tea City in Jiangzhou, where one could buy all kinds of tea, whether top-notch or inferior.
Yun Ya sat in the car without getting out and handed Du Shan a photo: "Go to Ming Xiang Pavilion and buy two ounces of chamomile. Remember, it must be freshly picked."
Yun Shu had always loved chamomile from Ma City and for over a decade, she had only acknowledged Ming Xiang Pavilion. It was evident she was a person of great loyalty.
She had heard Kang Jinxian mention it once in a previous life and had since remembered it.
She couldn’t go herself; the owner and Yun Shu were friends and might recognize her. If word got back to Yun Shu, that astute woman might suspect something was amiss.
Before long, Du Shan returned carrying a bag.
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Ji Die, seeing Yun Ya standing outside, hurriedly pulled her in: "I’ve finally been waiting for you to come back."
She looked her up and down, her frown deepening: "Why is your face so pale? Have you not been sleeping well or eating well?"
Yun Ya seemed to speak casually: "The doctor said I’m a bit anemic. Aunt Die, could you make me more blood-nourishing food?"
Ji Die promptly asked: "Is it that time of the month for you?"
Yun Ya closed her eyes briefly, smiling unwittingly: "Mm."
Ji Die happily took Yun Ya’s hand: "My little miss has grown up into a young lady. Don’t worry. Aunt Die will make sure you’re well-nourished. At this time, a woman must take good care of herself, otherwise, it will lead to health issues and sufferings after getting married..."
Listening to Ji Die’s ramblings, Yun Ya suddenly felt irritable: "I’m going back to my room." With those words, she went straight to her room without looking back.
Ji Die didn’t notice Yun Ya’s abnormal mood and cheerfully prepared to go to the market to buy food, planning to purchase plenty of nourishing ingredients for Yun Ya.
Hearing the door close, Yun Ya let out a deep sigh and collapsed onto the bed.
She took out her phone, found Yan Song’s number, hesitated for a while, but ultimately did not make the call.
Brother Yan~
She didn’t know when she had fallen asleep, but this time she had a nightmare. The heaviest shadow in her heart was unveiled, and the day finally came when the person she loved most looked at her with disbelief and disappointment. At that moment, she felt as if she fell into a bottomless abyss.
"Ah..." She let out a scream and woke up abruptly, hugging herself tightly and curling up into a small ball on the bed.
Her limbs were ice-cold as if placed in a deep freeze.
Breathing heavily, she buried her head deep into the pillow like a beached fish.
Her hands clenched into tight fists, veins standing out on the back of her hands as if she was enduring something...
Gradually, she calmed down.
Her hair, damp with cold sweat, clung to her cheeks, adding an extra touch of paleness.
Sitting up calmly, there was no sign of any emotional turbulence left.
She brushed back her hair and allowed a soft smile to lift her lips, beautiful and soothing, yet capable of enchanting all living beings.
She spread out the chamomile she had bought and placed it under the sunlight. Yun Ya then opened the packet of white powder from her bag, her delicate fingers pinching a bit of it. Looking at the substance as smooth as flour, the depths of her eyes were like a bottomless abyss.
Her fingertips gently rubbed the powder, which floated and fell like fairy dust onto the dried chamomiles under the glaring light, resembling dancing specks of dust...
Yun Ya’s lips curved into a gentle smile, but her clear eyes were as cold and detached as an icy pond. Such an extreme contrast was sinister and sent chills down one’s spine.
Step onto the Yellow Springs Road that I have personally prepared for you.
Yun Ya didn’t use too much; just a tiny amount was enough to cause addiction. The drinker wouldn’t notice at all when it was brewed. By the time Yun Shu realized something was wrong, it would be too late.
In the evening, Ji Die cooked a large table of dishes, all nourishing, and Yun Ya felt stuffed from eating. But Ji Die kept adding more to her bowl.
"I feel like you’ve grown thinner since you came back. Girls should have a bit more flesh; it’s prettier that way," Ji Die said while serving Yun Ya more food.