Chapter Twenty-Two: A Call from the Depths of the Soul
With a loud crash, before Huan could even see the dark figure burst through the door, she was already enveloped in the other person's domineering embrace.
The razor blade in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.
Heng.
When Huan tried to push him away, Heng didn't give in this time; instead, he hugged her even tighter.
“This time I will not let go, I will never let go again! Because… I heard your call.” Heng’s voice sounded quite calm, as gentle as ever.
However, Huan felt her forehead suddenly get wet. She looked up and found that it was Heng's tears.
Heng's tears...
Whether in their past life or after rebirth, all he remembered was Heng wiping away his tears... But now—
Heng shed tears.
Huan stopped struggling and silently let him hold her, her cold body slightly stiff.
"I heard your call... and your confession..." Heng's burning lips approached his ear, "Were you calling my name in your heart just now? I heard it... I could feel everything!"
The ring involuntarily moved closer together.
"Huan, am I really that untrustworthy?" Heng's words were exactly the same as they were twenty-two years ago. "Or do you think that the unchanging love I've given you is only that much? To me, your nightmare never happened. As for your body... no matter what happens, it's still the body of the person I love, isn't it? What I care about is you, your heart. What I care about is whether you feel the same way I do, whether you're willing to stay by my side forever..."
"The feeling you described...hearing me call out...it's your hallucination." Huan's voice was low as she gently interrupted him, her tone trying to remain calm, but she couldn't hide the sob in her throat.
At that time... when he thought it was the end of his life, he kept calling out his name in his heart... Could Heng really hear that voice?
Heng suddenly freed one hand, lifted his chin, and forced him to look at him directly, no longer able to look away.
"Do you want to die?" He glanced at the blade on the ground. "Are you trying to avoid being a burden... or are you trying to kill me? Without you, this world means nothing to me! You know why I've held on until today, right? You know what I cherish, right?"
Huan stared at him blankly, her heart tightening at the hurt look in his eyes.
Why is it that every time I face a choice, I'm the last to consider his feelings...? Twenty-two years ago, I wanted to save everyone, and Heng gave up his position that he had guarded for hundreds of years for him. To fulfill his wish, he defied God without hesitation, and he himself sacrificed himself without considering Heng's feelings at all... Twenty-two years later, to save Elsa, he did that kind of thing without considering the consequences, and now he's trying to escape and seek death...
"You can leave now, I want to take a shower." Huan turned her head away.
Peso had thoroughly cleaned him while he was unconscious.
Taking a bath for someone who is unconscious... doing something so illogical must mean that Peso wants to minimize the trauma to him once he wakes up... but can he really get him clean?
Heng... did not intend to let him go.
"Want to take a bath? Sure—but I want to bathe with you..."
This time, he will never let go again!
...
I used to love watching sunsets, but only today did I realize that sunsets actually look just like burning flames... as if they're going to destroy everything...
Mo Yin gazed at the distant sky.
Even though she knew Elsa was right behind her, and might be staring at her back while plotting something, she didn't even want to turn around.
This feeling... is a bit like being on a pirate ship with no way back, being held hostage by this mysterious little girl...
If they were to part ways now, she was quite confident in her fighting abilities, at least she would definitely not lose to Elsa. But... things had already come to this point... no, she had been led to this point by Elsa... Of course, the process was no longer important.
Heng had always been lenient with her, which she knew... but this time, what she did clearly exceeded the limits of what Heng could tolerate.
To destroy the beloved's cherished possessions and then consider being killed by them a perfect ending when faced with an unattainable lover… that's too boring; Huan would be angry. It's better to let her be forgotten… that feels more like punishment.
She would never forget a single word Heng said back then.
Forgotten…is this her fate? Perhaps Heng would have changed his mind if he had seen that scene…how could such a cruel thing be forgotten…
To be killed by the one you love with hatred, or to be forgotten by him with disdain... which outcome is better for her?
Perhaps it would have been wiser to end it back then, so I wouldn't be filled with such desolation now.
"Is it too late to regret it now? You have no choice but to cooperate with me." Elsa's chilling voice came from behind. "Otherwise, you'd be resentful, wouldn't you—the perfect actress!"
A perfect actor? Mo Yin gave a wry smile.
The perfect actress is Elsa right in front of me! And I am just a supporting character who has no choice but to help her keep the show going.
"What... what should we do next?"
"Next?" Elsa smiled, but her slightly downturned eyes revealed a deep sense of loneliness. "Next—let's subtly reveal the truth..."
Morgan Stanley was shocked!
Can hatred stemming from the loss of love truly run this deep?
Between him and that man...
Elsa, just how cruel can you be?
...
In the bathtub, two men, soaking wet, were pressed tightly together.
He kissed him carefully... kissing every inch of his skin, the marks Huan considered shameful... He wanted to absorb them all, to turn them into imprints of his love...
She held him tightly in the water... Finally, she could hug him like this again!
This is the embrace that belongs to him, the caresses that belong to him... This is his home!
Everything that once was is now in the past. With the passage of time, the rights and wrongs, the bloodshed, and the baptism of fallen comrades… what remains is—
Only he and Heng could hear each other's inner voices as lovers.
Furthermore, there was their vow of eternal love for each other, a promise that would last for lifetimes.
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