Chapter 173 Ah Yan, I'll avenge you

Lin Yan felt like she had a very long dream.

Her mind was blank, and there was a thick fog covering her thoughts.

All her memories were stuck on the night she was in a car accident and kidnapped.

It's as if some fragments of my memory are missing, as if they were taken away by someone...

When I opened my eyes, I found myself standing in front of the bathroom mirror.

Looking at the dress style in the mirror that was completely different from her own, Lin Yan was stunned for a second.

I feel more fear in my heart.

She subconsciously wondered if she had fallen into some kind of fantasy again.

I turned on the faucet and washed my face with cold water, but I still didn't wake up from the dream.

It took her a long time to recognize it.

It seems that everything is not a dream.

She raised her hands, looked at the exquisite and exaggerated manicure, and thought that in her dreams there was always someone who looked exactly like her talking to her.

There seemed to be a terrifying answer in my mind.

She looked up at Xing Yu dreamily, feeling as if she hadn't seen him for a century.

"Xing Yu, it's me..."

After getting a positive answer, Xing Yu suddenly hugged her tightly in his arms.

As if to crush her.

Thousands of words rushed up his throat, but finally turned into just two words.

"Ayan..."

Feeling almost out of breath, Lin Yan tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Xing Yu was reluctant to let go, his palm fell on her face, stroking it over and over again.

"Ayan, you finally came back..."

Lin Yan was very confused: "Xing Yu, what happened? I felt... my head felt heavy, and I was sleeping in a daze. Then there was a voice calling me in my ear... It was like there was another person living in my body..."

It seems that her main personality does not have the same memories as her secondary personality.

Xing Yu took her hand and walked to the edge of the bed, put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap to sit, gazing at her gently.

"Ayan, don't be surprised by what I'm going to say next. I hope you can accept it."

Lin Yan was mentally prepared: "Well, go ahead."

Xing Yu did not hide anything and patiently told her everything about Qi Yue.

After saying that, he observed Lin Yan's reaction.

Seeing that there was no complicated expression on her face, he felt relieved a little.

Lin Yan quickly digested all of this and looked at Xing Yu: "So, I split into another personality, and her name is Qi Yue? She appeared to protect me?"

"Um."

Lin Yan's eyes darkened, and she lowered her gaze and held Xing Yu's hand: "Xing Yu, my illness...is getting worse again..."

Schizophrenia has developed into split personality.

After going to Lantai for a year, hasn’t he been cured?

How come it’s still serious...

When will she be able to fully recover?

Xing Yu saw through her inner fragility and held her hand: "Ayan, after everything is settled, I will accompany you to treat your illness seriously, and everything will be fine."

"Um……"

Xing Yu's gaze remained fixed on her fair face: "Ayan, tell me what happened on the day of the car accident."

Lin Yan picked out the key points and told him all the important information.

After hearing this, Xing Yu's calm face was filled with astonishment.

"You said... Shu En is Mo Jiaozi? Ah Yan, are you sure?"

Lin Yan drooped her eyelids and took a deep breath, as if she didn't want to recall it, but she still told him.

"I'm sure. The first time I met Shu En, I felt an indescribable sense of familiarity. That familiarity wasn't friendly or kind, but rather inexplicably aggressive."

"And her face was so exquisite and impeccable that you could tell at a glance that she had spent a lot of money on plastic surgery, but I didn't think too deeply about it at the time."

"That night, Shu En pinched the scar on my back and admitted that she was Mo Jiaozi."

"But why did Shu En use Mo Jiaozi's identity? Why did she know my biological parents? Why did a rich girl from northern Beijing go to that small city of Qingyang? She ruthlessly bullied me for three years. What was she trying to achieve? Is she really pure evil?"

"Xing Yu, I really can't think of a reason..."

Xing Yu had never expected this.

It is difficult to connect Shu En and Mo Jiaozi together.

However, this made many things go smoothly.

Why did Shu En contact Qin Zhuoyi privately, and why did Qin Yuan help her.

There are reasonable reasons.

He continued to ask: "Ayan, after Shu En told you this that night, did anything else happen?"

Lin Yan didn't respond.

But Xing Yu noticed that her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

He wrapped his palm around her hand and could clearly feel the coolness seeping from her fingertips, which was a thin layer of cold sweat.

Xing Yu frowned.

Something must have happened to bring out her second personality.

He unfolded her palm, wiped the wetness from her palm, and whispered, "Ayan, tell me, what else happened?"

Lin Yan never looked up, and it was a long time before she managed to squeeze out a weak voice.

Although she tried to downplay it, there was pain hidden in every word.

"Shu En didn't stay long and left... Then Qin Zhuoyi came..."

"He was just like Mo Jiaozi used to do... He grabbed my head and banged it against the wall... I was dizzy and couldn't even scream... He kicked me, slapped me..."

"I wanted to resist... but I was tied up... I couldn't move at all..."

"I wanted to live... so I held my breath and pretended to be dead... To test me... he stabbed me twice in the back with a dagger..."

"Seeing that I didn't react... they threw me into the river... I don't remember anything after that..."

Lin Yan slowly raised her head, two tears hanging from her lower eyelashes. The moment she met Xing Yu's eyes, the two tears slid down her face.

She didn't try to be strong in front of him, revealing her true feelings as she murmured.

"Xing Yu... I was in so much pain... It's been a long, long time since I've felt that kind of pain... It felt like I was back in high school, feeling helpless and suffocated by being bullied..."

Suddenly, my heart felt like it was torn into several pieces, and a strange stabbing pain came.

Lin Yan's words cut into his body like a knife, deep and heavy, splashing invisible blood beads.

Seeing his gloomy face and terrifying appearance, Lin Yan suddenly regretted telling him.

She touched his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Xing Yu, it doesn't hurt now. I'm fine..."

Xing Yu suppressed the heaving of his chest, turned her around and unzipped the back of her dress.

Lin Yan wanted to hide, but Xing Yu held her waist with both hands: "Don't move, let me see your injury..."

When the zipper was undone, two more deep scars appeared on her already scarred back.

Although it has scabbed over and recovered, it still looks shocking.

How did a girl like her endure so many injuries day and night...

How can it not hurt?

Xing Yu clenched his teeth and tried hard to suppress the trembling of his lips.

A loud slap suddenly sounded in Lin Yan's ears.

She quickly turned around and saw Xing Yu slapping himself with bloodshot eyes.

Lin Yan grabbed his hand and stopped him: "Xing Yu!"

Xing Yu's body seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, dull and lifeless.

"Ayan..." he said, "I didn't protect you well..."

Lin Yan squatted beside the bed, looking up at him and said, "You can't always be by my side. Xing Yu, it's not your fault."

Xing Yu's eyes were filled with heartache, but also with a bit of ruthlessness.

"Ayan, I'm here to avenge you."