Chapter 78 Sorry, I was just acting in self-defense
The scene in front of her slowly shattered, and Xiang Wanning struggled out of the dream. Feelings of sadness, hatred, and despair intertwined with each other, she only felt a dull pain in her chest. What she was stepping on seemed to be the blood that had flowed out of her dream. The sticky, thick fishy smell lingered around her, as if it was about to drag her into a prison without sunlight.
"Wan Ning? Wan Ning! Wake up!"
Xiang Zhinian's gentle and worried voice seemed to come to her ears, and a faint light came out of the darkness because of these words. Xiang Wanning opened her eyes suddenly and saw several blurry figures in front of her, anxiously wandering around her bed. The voices of Xiang Chisong and the doctor talking faintly came:
"What happened to my sister? Is she okay? Did someone bully her? Why is she crying so sadly?"
The doctor heard his continuous questions. Although he understood his panic, he threw away the needle after the injection and said speechlessly: "...I am just a doctor, not a fortune teller. I can't predict who will bully your sister. She is just possessed."
"Is she really okay?" Xiang Chisong was a little unconvinced: "But she kept calling our names and crying so loudly."
"Then think carefully about what you have done. There is nothing wrong with her body." The doctor put away the medicine box. Because he had a good relationship with Xiang Chisong, he complained casually: "It's four o'clock in the morning now, and you called me from my bed... I don't sleep?"
Xiang Chisong heard the displeasure in his words and said, "Double the price." Then the doctor smiled happily, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I've given her an injection. Ask her what happened after she wakes up. I'll leave first."
It was indeed impolite to invite him home so late at night. Xiang Chisong lifted his legs to catch up with the other person and said apologetically, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll take you home."
The sound of their footsteps as they left brought Xiang Wanning back to her senses. She felt Mo Yin's hand on the top of her head. When she heard her worried voice, asking her what she had dreamed about, the aching heart and the suffocating feeling swept through her body again.
Xiang Wanning couldn't help but hold her hand, and looked into Mo Yin's eyes with tears in her eyes. When she was about to say "Don't do this to me" and "I'm so sad", she opened her mouth, and her mind was like a cassette... Everything she had experienced in the dream suddenly receded like a tide, the memory faded, leaving only the afterglow of sadness, which made her a little confused for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Wait, why is she saying these things?
After a long while, Xiang Wanning looked away blankly. She stared at her hands and said in a voice that seemed to be either disappointed or panicked: "...I don't know, I don't know, Mom...I seem to have forgotten something very important, I forgot."
She shifted her gaze to Xiang Zhinian's face again, and an inexplicable joy of regaining what she had lost flashed through her heart. Xiang Wanning stared at her face and laughed softly for some reason. The smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally fell on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
She is really happy.
Xiang Wanning didn't know why, but as soon as she saw Xiang Zhinian, especially the moment she opened her eyes and saw Xiang Zhinian, she felt happy, as if some missing thing was filled, as if a huge rock hanging in her heart had finally fallen to the ground.
"I don't remember." She rushed to Xiang Zhinian and hugged him tightly. At this moment, Xiang Wanning's unconscious tears finally stopped because of her: "...but I'm not sad now."
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When Xiang Wanning repeatedly stated that she was really fine and persuaded everyone to leave, the lights were suddenly turned off by Xiang Tingye, who was the last to walk out of the room. She fell into darkness again, with a glimmer of light reflected in her eyes. She squinted slightly in some discomfort.
But she couldn't sleep anymore.
Xiang Wanning tossed and turned in bed, wondering what she had dreamed about, but she still couldn't get an answer. Then she felt her thoughts becoming clearer and clearer, and she felt as energetic as if she had drunk three cups of coffee.
So she thought about it, and subconsciously took out her cell phone and called Yu Quezhou.
At the moment she made the call, she thought of a lot of things: for example, Yu Quezhou had to go to Country Z for something recently, and she didn't know if he had finished his business; for example, it was almost five o'clock in China, what time was it in Country Z, and would she disturb the other party... But these thoughts could not outweigh her urgent desire to hear Yu Quezhou's voice at this time, and perhaps get some comfort from him.
With such a mood, Xiang Wanning soon heard a laughing voice ringing in her ears. Yu Quezhou's deep voice soothed the last lingering sadness and anxiety in her heart, echoing in the silent room: "Miss me?"
If it were any other time, she would definitely feel a little shy and embarrassed, and would not have nodded in agreement so quickly. But today, she just scratched the quilt covering her body. She heard him seem to be cutting something, and there was a crisp tearing sound as the tip of the knife cut through the flesh, so she replied: "Yes, I miss you. Are you making breakfast now?"
"It's one o'clock in the morning in Country Z." Yu Quezhou heard something wrong in her words, and his originally smiling voice suddenly became serious. He asked, "Is there anything wrong over there?"
"It's nothing, I just had a nightmare." Xiang Wanning got out of bed sadly, walked to the window, and saw the gradually fading night: "I only remember that I was very sad and upset. When I was woken up, my pillow was full of tears, and it seemed as if someone was squeezing my heart."
"It should have been a very memorable dream, but I didn't remember anything after I woke up."
Xiang Wanning said: "But I think it should be of great significance to me, and I don't want to forget it."
There was silence for a moment, and then Yu Quezhou asked softly: "Even if it makes you so sad?"
Xiang Wanning couldn't describe this feeling, she just felt that the dream was also a part of her. When she lost this memory, she felt as if she had become incomplete, as if a piece of the complete puzzle belonging to "Xiang Wanning" was missing.
"But the person in the dream is also me. It doesn't matter if she is the painful me, the desperate me. It doesn't matter if I want to forget this memory countless times in my dream, because I know clearly that I can't forget her, and I don't want to forget her... If even I abandon her, what should she do?"
"But I can't find her. It's as if I erased her. I just feel sad when I see my sister." Xiang Wanning said this, and a somewhat outrageous guess flashed through her mind: "Did my sister abandon me in her dream?"
When she said this, Yu Quezhou who was far away in Country Z seemed to have guessed something. Perhaps this was one of the experiences she had recalled 4.01 million times. It might be due to the fusion of the worlds, her past experiences would occasionally flash in her mind in the form of dreams. When she woke up, her memory was corrected again, and then everything disappeared without a trace.
Yu Quezhou didn't want to tell her what she had experienced before and force her to remember everything. He let things take their course, with a hint of partiality that "it's best if you can't remember". He just wanted Xiang Wanning in this world to live a more relaxed and comfortable life, and be happier.
Thinking of this, he patiently comforted her: "No, she won't abandon you, and no one will abandon you."
No matter how many times you look back, no one will abandon you.
Fearing that such consolation would be too light, he racked his brains to arrange and combine words, and finally came up with a sincere but somewhat dry sentence: "Dreams and reality are opposites. Since you dreamed of sad things, it proves that you will never meet them again in reality."
"But I'm afraid I'll have another nightmare..." Xiang Wanning muttered softly. Finally, at this moment, she looked at the completely disappearing night, touched the first ray of sunshine in the morning, and expressed her longing that she could no longer hide: "How long will it take for you to finish your work?"
"It's already finishing up. You don't have any work arrangements today, right?" Yu Quezhou thought about her schedule and calculated the time he would be back. Hearing Xiang Wanning say "hmm" softly after he asked this question, he continued, "Why don't you go have breakfast now and have a good sleep when you come back."
"I promise, when you wake up, I'll be back."
He smiled gently: "When that time comes, you can always call me over to accompany you, so it doesn't matter if you have a nightmare, I'll be by your side."
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After Yu Quezhou coaxed the man gently, he threw his phone aside. His left hand, which was holding the knife handle, was stained with blood. His expression became extremely cold the moment he hung up the phone. Seeing the man lying on the ground with his skin torn apart but still struggling to get up and fight back, he frowned in disgust and pushed the knife forward a little further.
"You're so noisy." He said with some dissatisfaction: "I'm talking to her on the phone, who allowed you to make noise?"
The severed tongue on the ground seemed to move, and Yu Quezhou met Ashburn's gaze: he was lying on the ground in a miserable state, with rage in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that his dignity would be trampled under his feet, and he was ready to fight back at any time - even though his hands and feet had all been severed and he could only roll on the ground like a stranded fish.
Next to him was Winter, who was trembling with fear and looking at him in horror. He even took two steps back when Yu Quezhou looked at him. Even though his eyes had been pierced and he could no longer see anything except the blood and tears that kept pouring out, Winter just knew that this person must be looking at him!
He is so scary, Yu Quezhou is so scary! Is he really human? ! Winter had never regretted provoking the other party so much, let alone regretting sending the invitation letter to him... It was clearly a Hongmen Banquet that he had prepared, so why did he turn the tables the moment Yu Quezhou walked in and torture them like this? !
And yet, this instigator could still cut their tendons while talking to others so gently, as if what he was doing was something elegant and interesting!
He is clearly killing people!
"Even if we offend you, we won't be punished with death, right?!" Winter heard the footsteps approaching him. He seemed to think of the feeling of having his eyeballs pierced just now, and he couldn't help but scream. He had just been pierced in the eyes by this person, and he couldn't imagine what kind of torture was waiting for him!
It’s better to give him a quick death! Why not give him a quick death? !
In the end, Winter rubbed his way forward on the ground, subconsciously grabbed the clothes of the man in front of him, and almost begged: "Kill me, please kill me!"
Yu Quezhou looked down at the pair of hands holding his left leg, let out a light sigh, and actually reached out and chopped it off with a knife!
Then, amid Winter's painful wails, he slowly said, "Don't dirty my pants. That's the style she chose for me."
In front of Ashburn, he used the knife to sharpen every inch of Winter's skin, as if he was using him as a whetstone, rubbing the knife on it repeatedly, trying to make it sharper.
Every time Winter screamed, Ashburne became more fearful. In the end, he realized that the man in front of him was a lunatic! All the fear and anger finally turned into terror at this moment, and Ashburn collapsed on the ground and kept backing away.
He looked outside the house from time to time, hoping that someone would notice something was wrong and come in to rescue him. Ashbern's eyes changed from expectation to despair, and in the end he could only watch Yu Quezhou deal with Winter and walk towards him gently.
The sound in his throat turned into a dull roar, and there was a slight tremor. He wanted to ask Yu Quezhou how dare he, how dare he do such a thing! How dare he do such a thing on his own turf!
Yu Quezhou seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and at this moment he finally couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Don't act so pitiful. Don't think that whoever is weak is right." He sighed softly and looked at the other party meaningfully: "Have you forgotten? It was you who invited me to your manor. Let me think about it. You must have buried explosives in the ground, hoping that I would never come back, right?"
Unfortunately, they were not very smart this time and were easily subdued by him and the remote control was taken away.
"You dismissed the servants yourself, prepared the place yourself, and even placed this knife on the table yourself... I really can't refuse your kindness, so I have to meet your request."
Yu Quezhou saw his own reflection in Ashburn's panicked expression and in his eyes: a butcher with blood on his face and human skin on his head.
But he reached out his hand without hesitation and stabbed the knife into Ashburn's chest, letting the blood splatter everywhere, pouring onto his head, into his eyes, and dripping from the corners of his eyes like a bloodthirsty devil.
Yu Quezhou showed his most sincere smile at this moment. He added in the despair of Ashburn: "I'm sorry, all I did was just self-defense."
Until there was no sound in the house.
Yu Quezhou's face turned pale, and he finally couldn't control himself and started to retch. His hand was shaking as steadily as it had been when he held the handle of the knife.
After a while, a look of self-loathing flashed across his face, thinking back to the countless times he had recalled the world, where these two things, whom he wished he could eat alive, always teased them in a condescending manner. This time, he finally returned the experience he had once experienced to them.
It's a pity that there are only two people in this life.
Yu Quezhou thought about it, picked up the remote control he had put aside, and slowly walked out of the room. Even when dealing with such a disgusting guy, he still felt sick, nauseous, and vaguely worried.
A hint of hesitation flashed through his mind. Even though there were countless ways to hide it from Xiang Wanning, he had already given his whole heart to her, and at this moment he was only thinking: How should I tell Wanning about this?
Will she...hate herself?
As Yu Quezhou was thinking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The other person was wearing Chinese military uniform. He brushed past him leisurely and went into the room to clean up for him.
Then he was stunned.
"Although I said that you can deal with the other party first when encountering a life-threatening situation..." The other party looked at Yu Quezhou with some complexity, pointing at two lumps on the ground that looked like nothing, "How can I explain this to you when I go back?"
Yu Quezhou replied absentmindedly: "That's what they did when they first came in."
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