Xiu Xi looked at her, and after a long while, he nodded heavily.
It was very strange.
Seeing him nod, Jiaojiao’s world returned to normal. She no longer heard just her own heartbeat, and the sounds of the outside world ca through clearly again.
But she didn’t understand.
"Brother Xiu, am I ant to die?" That’s why he brought her back, to defy fate and change destiny.
But why?
Why is she ant to die?
Did she do sothing unforgivable?
Ruan Jiaojiao blinked, her lowered eyelashes trembling gently, as fragile as she was feeling now.
Xiu Xi’s words stuck in his throat, unable to answer her question, because this question was unsolvable, just like how he still couldn’t figure out who initially took over her body and why they did such terrible things.
These were all unsolvable.
Ruan Jiaojiao looked down at her injured finger, her eyelashes trembling even more violently. Her eyes stung with unshed tears. She didn’t want to cry, but her throat ached with a sob, and she twisted her hands, so helpless.
She didn’t want Xiu Xi to see her breaking down in tears, so she held back and said, "Brother Xiu, I want to sleep now."
Xiu Xi stood up, standing in front of her.
Ruan Jiaojiao imdiately reached out and embraced him, rarely acting so spoiled, "Brother Xiu, carry up, please." Her legs were weak, too feeble to walk.
Xiu Xi bent down and picked her up, and Ruan Jiaojiao buried her head in his chest.
In just a few seconds, he felt a dampness on his chest, like a sharp sword piercing through, making it hard for him to even breathe.
He carried her upstairs, into the room, and placed her on the bed. Ruan Jiaojiao imdiately covered her face with a blanket.
Tears that had long been breaking the dam slipped down the corners of her eyes, quickly soaking her pillow.
Her body trembled uncontrollably.
Fear, terror, unwillingness.
Ca surging forth.
If she hadn’t had these six years, if she were still just a cat in the forest, unaware of past lives and stories, maybe she wouldn’t be so sad, with no ties or burdens, what difference would living or dying make.
But now...
She had parents who loved her dearly, a grandmother who adored her like her own heart, so many brothers who pampered her, a grandfather, uncles, an aunt, a godmother... endless love and concern...
She had imagined the future more than once, all the good things she had imagined. She had even thought about what it would be like when she and her brothers, and Xiu Xi, aged a hundred years...
But now, there’s nothing left. She has no future, and she might not even have tomorrow, because no one knows when she might die.
She can’t even imagine what would happen to her family if she really died soday...
Ruan Jiaojiao’s heart hurt so much, it felt suffocating.
She had never been as aware as at this mont, terrifyingly aware of how afraid she was of dying, terrified to the extre.
When Xiu Xi pulled away the blanket covering her face, he saw Ruan Jiaojiao’s face full of tears and terror, almost in despair as she said to him, "Brother Xiu, I’m scared of dying..."
Xiu Xi’s heart instantly broke open, bleeding profusely.
At the door, Shu Jiao, who had rushed back in the rare gap of ti, hadn’t even managed to push the door open when she heard Ruan Jiaojiao’s words, tears falling like rain, her heart twisting like a knife!
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