Chapter 95 - 091 Ten Years Ago, Ten Years Later (Seeking first subscription)
"Boom," under the pitch-black sky, a firework opened up gently like a fairy scattering flowers.
The night sky seemed like a garden brimming with colorful flowers, now a golden chrysanthemum in a furious bloom, now colorful butterflies fluttering about, now a dragon soaring upwards, now trees alight with silver flowers, beauty so resplendent and various as if a raging fire.
Beauty is always fleeting; sparks fall like shooting stars, and darkness reclaims the sky, leaving only endless aftertaste and solitude.
As a new round of fireworks burst forth, their dazzling sparks illuminated Yun Ya’s pupils, as dark and mysterious as the unbounded deep sea, swirling with enigmatic waves, drawing one into an endless abyss.
She looked at the crowd surrounding her, Yun Shen’s lips were pressed thinly, his expression cold and somber. However, that trace of indifference that flashed through his eyes for an instant was clearly captured by Yun Ya.
If she were to die at the hands of this young boy, her biological father would probably be the first to applaud and cheer.
Yun Shu, hidden within the crowd, looked over with a mocking smile in her eyes, as if she had already foreseen the tragic end.
Kang Jinxian still appeared so frail and pitiable, clinging to Yun Shu’s side as if a vine attached to a plant, with a venomous smile shimmering in those eyes that looked her way—
They all wanted her dead; what had a five-year-old girl done to deserve such universal loathing and resentment?
Fortunately, there was still that bit of warm consolation. Zhuang Xiyue’s worried gaze was undisguised, with the always graceful and dignified lady now unable to help reddening around the eyes in her anxiety.
The exquisitely cold little boy standing beside her clenched his fists tightly, ready to dash over at any moment to rescue her from this dire situation...
A faint, gentle smile curled on her lips without the entrapment of prison bars, without the knife at her neck ready to claim her life, without those foolishly active dangers lurking in the darkness ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment...
That smile was like the dawn’s first light breaking through the darkness or the white moon tearing through the clouds, so tranquil and indifferent, resembling a magnolia blooming deep in time, pure and fragrant, soft and serene, forever captured as an eternal posture in the reflection of her eyes.
Yan Song clenched his fists tightly, feeling a surge of frustration in his chest, glaring deathly at Ji Yunya.
Laughing when the blade is at your neck, aren’t you supposed to be formidable? Where is that vicious bite now?
Yuesheng’s gaze swept around vigilantly as he slowly led Yun Ya around the fountain, stepping back towards the gate on the red carpet.
"Run to the right-side exit, a hundred meters ahead there’s an intersection, turn into it and it leads to a residential area, through which lies a large market, teeming with people where you can hide for a while," whispered the girl, her voice low, into Yuesheng’s ear.
Yuesheng hesitated, then subconsciously pressed the knife closer, and in an instant, a trickle of blood oozed out.
Yun Ya, unfazed, took advantage of the night’s cover, her lips not moving, yet her calm voice slipped through her slightly parted teeth.
"The police will be here any minute. They’ve seen all sorts of vicious criminals, and they won’t waste much effort on a little brat like you. You’re the one who tried to assassinate Ning Zijin. With that woman’s methods, she won’t let you live. If you want to survive, listen to me. There’s no time, quick..." said the girl quickly and calmly. As the words fell, the sound of police sirens rose and fell, moving rapidly towards them.
Perhaps it was the girl’s overly calm voice that smoothed the restlessness in his heart. Reacting faster than his rational thought, he grabbed the girl’s arm, turned, and ran towards the right-side exit. His speed was agile like that of a cheetah. However, the girl slowed him down, and with no other choice, he crouched down, hoisted the girl onto his back, and vanished into the intersection just as security was catching up.
Yun Shen’s voice was cold and weighted with anger: "Chase them."
A squad of security guards rushed into the alley as the police car stopped.
The boy was running so fast that Yun Ya, bouncing on his back, felt like she might vomit her lunch.
The darkness was flung far behind, rushing in one direction without cease. Yun Ya lay on his back, slowly closing her eyes.
She didn’t expect him to appear so suddenly at this critical moment.
Yuesheng, someone all too familiar.
Everything was moving in an unpredictable direction, now off the tracks of her past life. Yun Ya didn’t know what would happen next, but she felt no fear facing the unknown because this time, she would free herself from the shackles fate had placed upon her.
Ahead was a two-meter-high iron gate locked with two chains. Looking through the bars, the lamplight cast a dim warm glow, illuminating the quiet cobblestone path where the occasional elderly person passed by on their walk.