368: Chapter 0368: It Must Have Hurt at the Ti 368: Chapter 0368: It Must Have Hurt at the Ti As the war scenes on the screen intensified, Ye Xunhuan’s body began to tremble conspicuously.
His eyes were glued to the screen, his pupils violently dilating and contracting, and his eyeballs bloodshot and turning bright red, emitting a mad, scorching light that was terrifying to behold.
His fists were clenched even tighter, the joints between his fingers cracking from the force, shaking violently due to the excessive strain.
Soon, Ye Xunhuan’s bloodshot eyes started to flicker with a sinister and eerie light.
As he watched the war on the television, Ye Xunhuan’s thoughts drifted far away, so far that it seed like matters of several centuries ago.
It was a place covered in loess, in dust and sand, strewn with severed limbs and torsos; there wasn’t a single intact body on the ground—only arms, legs, heads, and viscera!
Bombardnt filled the sky; explosions, wails, and the noise of slaughter were constant, like hell on earth, like a battleground, fiercely terrifying, filling you with a chill that made it feel like you were in the depths of hell!
The chaotic cries of people mixed with the sounds of artillery, composing a symphony from hell!
The living were drenched in blood, covered in yellow soil and sand, to the point where you couldn’t discern what the person beside you looked like; you could only see sets of determined or terrified and panicked eyes!
“Boom!”
A trendous explosion suddenly erupted, causing the whole ground to shake as if an earthquake had struck.
Then, a multitude of voices suddenly echoed in Ye Xunhuan’s mind!
“Survive, dammit, you have to survive…”
“Little Xunhuan, I won’t be able to take you to have fun anymore, take care of the gear yourself…”
“Survive, or I won’t die in peace…”
A look of agony covered Ye Xunhuan’s face for a mont, and his eyes filled with a cold murderous intent.
His fists were clenched tight, and his body trembled even more violently at this mont.
Instantly, mories of the past and external sensations beca fragnts, like countless black and white, colored film strips reflecting in his mind, slowly becoming clearer and clearer…
“Stay alive, you must stay alive, there is hope as long as you live…”
“Don’t just think about revenge, survive…”
“Master…”
“Xunhuan, rember, in this world the strong command respect; strip away the veneer of civilization, and in the end, it’s still your own fists that count.
Rember this, you must survive, get out of here!”
……
“Xunhuan, Xunhuan, what’s wrong with you…”
i Hanqing in the kitchen had already noticed that sothing was off with Ye Xunhuan.
She saw the pained and fierce expression on his face, the slightly reddish eyes that resembled those of a wild beast, and felt as if the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees!
Knowing whether he was recalling so harrowing mories or sothing else, i Hanqing didn’t dare disturb him, and just hid in the kitchen, secretly watching.
But Ye Xunhuan was becoming more and more agitated, the pain on his face growing more intense.
Finally, i Hanqing couldn’t help herself, stepping out of the kitchen to approach Ye Xunhuan!
“Who’s there!”
Ye Xunhuan sprang up from the couch like a startled wild lion, instinctively extending his right hand, his thumb and forefinger forming pincers, aiming to crush the newcor’s throat in one swift motion!
“Ah!”
Ye Xunhuan’s hoarse voice and sudden movent startled i Hanqing so much that she turned pale and scread shrilly, her legs trembling uncontrollably.
At that mont, i Hanqing felt as if she were prey targeted by a brutal predator, so insignificant and vulnerable beneath this ferocious beast, her throat seed to be crushed by an invisible force, leaving her unable to breathe.
Her feet and hands beca weak and trembled, as if all strength had left them.
Am I going to die?
Imnse fear struck her heart, and i Hanqing’s eyes were fixed on the familiar face before her.
The expression in those eyes turned sowhat desolate, lost, and fearful…
When Ye Xunhuan realized it was i Hanqing, his movent abruptly stopped, and his right hand paused less than three centiters from i Hanqing’s throat.
Seeing Ye Xunhuan stop, the feeling of being choked vanished abruptly for i Hanqing.
This allowed i Hanqing to start breathing rapidly, her facial expression changing continuously as she looked at Ye Xunhuan and said, “Xunhuan, what’s wrong with you?”
Just monts ago, i Hanqing could clearly feel that Ye Xunhuan intended to kill her, but for so reason, he had suddenly stopped.
Facing i Hanqing’s horrified and puzzled gaze, Ye Xunhuan took a deep breath, suppressing the restless emotions in his heart!
Then, Ye Xunhuan quietly adjusted his emotions, and forced a strained smile on his face, saying, “It’s nothing, I just thought of so past events, so I lost my composure a bit, I didn’t scare you, did I?”
“Are you really okay?” i Hanqing’s face still showed signs of shock, but her voice was filled with concern!
Ye Xunhuan shook his head and said, “Do I look like there’s sothing wrong with ?”
“How about we go to the hospital for a check-up?
The way you were just now…”
“Don’t worry, I’m fine.
If you don’t believe , I can prove it to you right now!”
Saying this, Ye Xunhuan pulled i Hanqing into his embrace and quickly pressed her down onto the sofa…
After a long while, all returned to quiet.
i Hanqing nestled against Ye Xunhuan’s sturdy chest like a small bird, her originally charming and fair cheeks now tinted with a flush, as beautiful and ethereal as blossoming peach flowers.
And Ye Xunhuan held i Hanqing in his arms, smoking a cigarette.
i Hanqing snuggled in Ye Xunhuan’s embrace, gently tracing the origin of the fierce scars on his body with her hand.
She knew that each scar had a story, a story that belonged to this man!
Perhaps every scar was mixed with his history of blood and tears?
What on earth had he done before?
In this era of peace, how could a person have so many scars?
Caressing the scars on Ye Xunhuan’s body, which were as grandiose and spectacular as the Mountain River Map, i Hanqing felt a twinge of pain in her heart, as if the softest part of her innermost being was gently touched.
Won love a man with a history, a man with a story.
She knew she was done for; she was falling more and more in love with this man.
“Did these wounds hurt a lot back then?” i Hanqing stroked the scar on Ye Xunhuan’s chest and, looking at his face as sharp as a knife, asked with a tender concern.
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