Zhang Yuehui seemed to have lost his soul. With trembling hands, he pieced the jade bracelet back together piece by piece.
The broken jade can vaguely spell out the circle of the past.
The blood all over his body rushed to his brain, and he grabbed the corner of the case so hard that he almost broke the board.
"My boss... my boss?" the guard called him strangely.
"Get out!"
The guard on the side was startled. The host's face was still calm and drizzle, but suddenly he showed a strange look that he had never seen before.
His calmness was taken away. No one had ever seen Zhang Yuehui like this. Everyone looked at each other suspiciously, not daring to guess, and retreated with interest.
The broken jade bracelet was still well kept by her and carried with her everywhere... Did she also wait to meet him? After so many years, she should have sold the jade bracelet and forgotten about him, a heartless and unjust person.
The walk across the aisle, which was only a dozen meters long, seemed as long as half a lifetime for Zhang Yue to walk back. He stood at the door of the cell, looking at Nan Yi who was curled up in a ball and lying unconscious on the ground, his mind went blank.
After many years of reunion, this was the scene. The vivid face of the girl that I had seen countless times in my dreams was now lifeless.
What is he doing?
How could he do such a ridiculous thing to her?
Fate played a big joke on him, but just when it was hard to recover, his wish came true in such a ridiculous way.
He knelt beside her and reached out his hand, not knowing how to touch her.
He had never looked back, but at this moment he felt regret like never before. He really didn't want anything. He was willing to let go of his hatred and return to the small southern town a few years ago. He wouldn't leave or push her away. He wanted to take root there. He wanted to tell her that he had a lot of money and could lead her to a good life. She no longer had to wander, steal, or be afraid of this bullshit troubled world.
He was willing to repent and go back in time, even if it was just seven days, he was willing to give everything in exchange.
But time is such a fair thing, and no one should be exempted from it.
He finally realized that the biggest dealer on the gambling table was fate. He wanted to win the game and treat everyone as a bargaining chip, but fate also played tricks on him.
It was clearly his fault, but why should he punish her?
He wanted to hold her shoulders, but she trembled all over when he was touched. The person was still unconscious, but his facial features were wrinkled together, his expression was very uneasy, and he was murmuring in a low voice.
"Do not beat me……"
A line of tears fell from Zhang Yuehui's eyes. His hands were stuck in mid-air, in a dilemma.
Half-conscious, Nan Yi felt someone touching her. She thought the endless torture was about to begin again. My body was so exhausted that I couldn't even open my eyes, but my consciousness felt fear first.
They clearly saw that Xie Queshan didn't care about her at all, so why did they ask? But she was frightened, and she wanted to say something that would satisfy them. The instinct of fear of pain squeezed her, making her think deeply about the relationship between herself and Xie Queshan.
She is just a dog picked up by Xie Queshan. When he is happy, he will caress her hair, but when he is unhappy, he will use it and discard it. Sensing her ambition and disloyalty, he would kill her without hesitation.
She didn't deserve to have anything to do with him... But when a person was stripped of all disguises and thought purely based on instinct, she vaguely felt that there might be an answer, but that answer even she herself was trying her best to find. Denial and avoidance, hidden deep in her heart.
And now, she has been forced to stand in front of the door to the answer.
Open it... a voice urged her. That is the human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and to survive. Does it mean that as long as she gives an answer that satisfies them, she will not be beaten?
She yanked open the door, and the scene behind her surprised even herself.
She thought that what she saw was a raging sea and a monster with a blood-open mouth rushing towards her face, but for a moment she only saw a clear pond with a warm spring day, as calm as a paradise in the world.
She finally remembered.
I have seen Xie Queshan's cold eyes many times, but I also occasionally indulge in his warm palms. She didn't hate him wholeheartedly because he wanted to kill her, but because she had expectations for him. She thought he would be a good person, but in the end he disappointed her so much.
She always felt that although he and she were very different, they were two very similar people in some aspects. He wasn't that kind to her, but he gave her shelter and allowed her to live like a human being. And in this world of cannibalism, as soon as she gained a foothold, she couldn't wait to repay him and give him something... Subconsciously, she even hoped that he could get some love from others more than he himself did.
Zhang Yuehui noticed that she was talking and leaned over to listen.
"I'm just a little thief...but I want to save him..."
Zhang Yuehui was stunned. Wasn't this the confession he wanted to hear most before he came? Testimony proving that there was a connection between her and Xie Queshan. But at this moment, feelings of sourness and regret surged up. What happened during his absence?
She and Xie Queshan...
He now desperately hopes that the relationship between them is not the kind of relationship he imagined. He hopes that Xie Queshan will not come, and he can pay for the entire Return Hall.
He held Nan Yi's cold hand tightly.
Nan Yi subconsciously grabbed that hand. She is like a traveler trekking in the snow-capped mountains. She is always resisting the severe cold in her life. A little bit of warmth is precious to her.
She opened her eyes hazily and saw the man's face close at hand - the appearance that was somewhat fuzzy in her memory became extremely clear at this moment. But she was just stunned, with a wry smile on her face.
"Why did you come so late in my dream..."
She didn't expect that she could still dream about Zhang Yuehui without any hope at this time. But what's the use? It's better not to look at it, just to have some useless thoughts.
She closed her eyes again... She just wanted to close her five senses and fall asleep in wandering dreams, so that she could forget the pain and troubles.
Zhang Yuehui felt extremely sad. He is always a latecomer.
At this time, a man dressed as a guard ran quickly into the dungeon to report, with some burn marks on his body.
"My boss, there's a fire in Hua Chao Pavilion above."
Zhang Yuehui's heart sank - he hoped in every possible way that Xie Queshan was a heartless and unjust person, but he still came.
He was about to pick up Nan Yi and leave, but the guard took a step forward.
"Master, let the villain come."
The guard's voice was deep, his face was stained with dirt, and he was standing in the dark. He didn't even have any sense of existence unless he looked closely.
Zhang Yue turned her back to him and remained silent for a long time. After a while, she stood up, took a step back, and said: "Okay."
The guard cautiously lowered his head and picked up Nan Yi on his back. His movements were a little too careful, for fear of touching Nan Yi's injury.
Zhang Yue turned her head and walked in the opposite direction to the entrance of the dungeon. She only said one sentence that seemed to be gritted: "The entrance is dangerous, go this way."
He led the way, and the group went around and around, going deeper and deeper into the dungeon.
The guard's footsteps were as usual, but his hand had quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword.
This is Xie Queshan in disguise.
Xie Queshan only had one man and one sword, so he chose the fastest way when he came, setting fire to the Huachao Pavilion, causing a chaos among the ambush troops. Even so, the dungeon is in the deepest part of Huachao Pavilion, and there are ambushes all the way. He fights alone, and it is still very difficult to break in.
Just when Xie Queshan felt that he was unable to do what he wanted, things took a turn for the better. Xie Queshan found a guard rushing to the dungeon. It was said that Zhang Yuehui was still inside, so he cleverly escaped from the pavilion and followed the man into the dungeon.
Xie Queshan had already guessed tonight's layout. Most of the ambush troops were stationed outside, and the last dungeon should be full of murderous traps. But judging from the nervous and anxious look on the guard's face, Zhang Yue might be a murderer when he returned to the dungeon. Accident. He didn't understand, what did Zhang Yuehui want to do?
But no matter what kind of deceit there is, he will break in through mountains of swords and seas of fire.
He killed the guard who went to report the news, put on his clothes, and came in to save Nan Yi in this risky way. The first time she really lay on him, at this moment, no matter whether he lived or died, his heart dropped.
If there were any differences with Zhang Yuehui, he would be ready to take action at any time.
Zhang Yue led them into an inconspicuous cell and reached out to push a brick on the wall.
"do not move."
Xie Queshan put the tip of his sword against Zhang Yuehui's back, but his uneasiness still made him decide to take action and take the initiative.
But Zhang Yuehui ignored it and pushed the brick anyway. Immediately, there was the sound of the machine turning.
Zhang Yue turned around to face the sword, with deep eyes and a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "I thought you could keep pretending for how long."
Xie Queshan's face turned grim, and he thrust the tip of his sword an inch into Zhang Yuehui's chest: "You have no chance of winning now."
Blood gushed out from Zhang Yuehui's clothes. The wound was not fatal, but it posed a great threat.
Zhang Yue didn't hide or dodge, she just stared at Xie Queshan without giving in at all: "Do you want to save her or die together here?"
At this time, the mechanism had finished rotating, and the cell wall opened, revealing a dark tunnel behind it.
Xie Queshan frowned. He didn't expect Zhang Yuehui to give him such two options. He was really confused about the current situation - since Zhang Yuehui recognized him, why did he bring him to this deserted place?
Even if there is any fatal mechanism here, he can kill him immediately.
He may not get out of this game alive, but Zhang Yuehui can't win.
It's very weird here.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Zhang Yue smiled back, what else could she do?
Of course it was a trap of his own making, and he got himself into it, and now he was in a dilemma.
Wanyan Jun is still waiting outside for the Bingzhusi Party members to be arrested. If he wants to launch a trap to arrest Xie Queshan, he must hand over Nan Yi as well.
No way.
Although he was extremely reluctant to give up, Zhang Yuehui quickly made his choice.
The most important thing in his mind at the moment was Nan Yi's safety. At least Xie Queshan would not hurt Nan Yi. Even temporarily shaking hands with the enemy and making peace is not a bad idea.
He has deceived others too many times, and this time it is his turn to deceive himself. After going through such a big circle, I have to give back the sweetheart I found to someone else.
Although he understood it clearly, when he saw Xie Queshan carrying Nan Yi on his back, he still couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment and jealousy - if it weren't for Xie Queshan, a rotten grandson, how could he have done such a thing to Nan Yi!
But he clearly knew that Xie Queshan was not to blame for all this. He was the one seeking death, and he should be punished.
His heart felt as if he had fallen into an endless deep sea, his expression dimmed instantly, and he said without any end: "I regret it."
