Chapter 59 Breaking Free (5)
A person cannot live without a "heart," and a demon cannot live as a "person" without a "heart."
Yun Zhan, you can only become a fox demon completely...
Yun Zhan, if you only want to be a tool, an object, to complete a task, then you might as well live.
But if you want to live as a "person," as "me," as "Yun Zhan," you would never be able to survive without your true self.
Are you willing to live a numb and indifferent life, going against your own conscience?
All I want now is to survive...
...
The operating room door opened, and Pei Yanxi's private doctor took off his mask, his voice hoarse from working through the night: "Her life has been saved, but she's barely clinging to life. Her vital signs are very strange; her heart rate is very low, as if something is holding her up."
The doctor wiped the sweat from his brow. He was actually a little scared. When he was operating on Yun Zhan just now... some areas that were prone to bleeding had miraculously stopped bleeding.
Moreover, her flesh... didn't look like human flesh when cut; it looked more like some kind of animal's.
He was Pei Yanxi's private doctor and dared not say much; when faced with such a situation, he could only keep quiet.
Before the words were finished, a very light breeze suddenly swept up at the end of the corridor, like the first fragrance of peach blossoms on a spring night, or the silent chill of falling snow.
The lights flickered, and the doctors instinctively turned around. On the operating table, Yun Zhan's pale fingertips trembled slightly as the gruesome wound on his neck was slowly healing.
Pei Yanxi narrowed her eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them. Only she saw a very faint fox shadow emerge from the silver light, its nine tails flicking.
"Was that a fox just now?"
Pei Yanxi murmured softly, but no one heard her.
At four o'clock in the morning, his vital signs finally stabilized.
Yun Zhan was transferred to a VIP ward, where various tubes, like silvery vines, entangled her in a cocoon of sleep.
When the news reached Shi Mingyue, it was the darkest moment before dawn.
Shi Mingyue stood at the end of the corridor, clutching the piece of black cloth torn from Yun Zhan's clothes.
When she heard Pei Yanxi say "Your life is saved," her shoulders suddenly relaxed, as if her spine had been ripped out, and her whole body went limp.
"Very good……"
Shi Mingyue murmured softly, but her voice was so hoarse it didn't sound like her own.
The next second, darkness suddenly pressed down on her from all sides. Her vision went black, and she fell straight down, her forehead hitting the cold floor.
It emitted an extremely faint "thump," like a string stretched to its limit finally snapping.
Wen Yuan exclaimed in surprise, her footsteps becoming disordered.
When the doctor arrived, all he got was, "Miss Shi's body is extremely exhausted and she needs to rest."
At that moment, the curtains in the ward were gently lifted by the wind, and the silvery sunlight shone in, falling on Yun Zhan's bloodless face.
...
late at night
The door to the VIP ward was gently pushed open, and Shi Mingyue rushed in barefoot, the IV needle still dangling from the back of her hand, blood dripping from her fingertips onto the floor.
She came without the doctor's knowledge, ignoring the scratches on her hand from the IV drip, and went straight to Yun Zhan's ward.
Yun Zhan lay there, his face paler than the sheets, his breathing so light it was almost invisible.
Shi Mingyue felt as if her heart was being squeezed tightly by a hand, the pain so intense that she could barely stand.
"You said before that foxes suck the life force of people when they are very tired."
"Is it okay now?"
Shi Mingyue stared blankly at the person on the bed with her bloodshot eyes. Without hesitation, she unbuttoned her hospital gown, revealing her fair shoulders, neck, and collarbone.
Her top was completely removed. She picked up a fruit knife from the table and cut her arm, from which blood immediately gushed out.
"You'll forgive me for doing this, won't you?"
"Even if you don't forgive me, it doesn't matter. As long as you're alive, I'll do anything."
Shi Mingyue looked down at her arm, which was gushing blood. She swallowed a mouthful of blood and leaned down to press her lips to Yun Zhan's.
The smell of blood lingered between their lips and teeth, like a wild rose suddenly blooming in the snow.
Shi Mingyue carefully pried open Yun Zhan's teeth, allowing blood to slowly flow through him.
Her tongue gently swept across Yun Zhan's palate, like sweeping across a snowfield he had never set foot on before, with devotion, reluctance, and supplication.
The blood transfusion was finished, but she was reluctant to leave, her lips gently rubbing against each other, carrying a slight numbness and pain.
She gently sucked on Yun Zhan's lower lip, as if to leave all her warmth for him and to etch all her affection into this moment.
"I love you."
The first drop of blood rolled into Yun Zhan's throat. Shi Mingyue's voice was low and hoarse, yet stubborn, as if she were engraving every word into the other's bones and blood.
"I love you, I love you, I love you..."
With each mouthful of blood she passed, she kissed him, her lips pressing against his, her tongue sweeping across his palate, as if trying to pour in all the unspoken longing she felt.
Her eyes were frighteningly bright, with a reckless fire burning deep within her pupils, carrying a possessiveness on the verge of collapse, and the pain of regret.
My feelings for you surpass everything.
Shi Mingyue kissed him deeper and deeper, their lips pressed together, their blood mingling, their breaths intertwining into a scalding vortex.
Her fingers slipped through Yun Zhan's hair, her fingertips pressed against his scalp, tightening little by little, as if trying to embed him into her bones.
"I should have told you sooner, I should have held you sooner, I should have made you belong only to me sooner."
Tears rolled down, splashing onto Yun Zhan's pale cheeks, mingling with the blood, making it impossible to tell whether they were salty or sweet.
She kissed away the tears, the blood, and the last trace of coolness on Yun Zhan's lips, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear: "Live on, wake up, and love me for the rest of your life."
Their lips finally parted half an inch, and Shi Mingyue's forehead pressed against Yun Zhan's forehead, their breaths mingling, their voices as soft as falling snow.
"I love you, not just now, but forever."
Shi Mingyue refused to stop, continuing the cycle of blood, kisses, and breath transfer until even her fingertips felt cold before she withdrew.
Yun Zhan remained as cold as a piece of jade, and even with two layers of blankets covering him, not a trace of warmth could be drawn out.
"Is it very cold...?"
Shi Mingyue murmured softly, her voice so soft that only she could hear it.
She had already torn off her clothes, revealing her delicate collarbones and slender waist, which was toned by years of maintaining a proper posture, with every inch containing just the right amount of strength and flexibility.
As she bent over, her black hair cascaded down her pale cheeks, carrying a faint, warm fragrance.
Having freed herself from her final restraints, Shi Mingyue pressed herself against Yun Zhan, and the moment their skin touched, her body trembled slightly.
She treated herself like a heater, covering herself inch by inch.
Chest to chest, abdomen to Yun Zhan's cool waist, she could even feel the faint yet stubborn beating within him.
Her legs wrapped around Yun Zhan's knees, and her arms encircled his slender waist.
Their body temperatures exchanged silently, and her heart pounded faster and faster, as if trying to pour all her heat into him. She moved slightly, the friction of their skin generating a fine static electricity, a tingling sensation shooting up her spine from where they were touching. She couldn't help but let out a soft gasp, but dared not move too far.
She feared that if she left, Yun Zhan would be swallowed by the cold air again.
She buried her face in Yun Zhan's neck, her lips pressed against his cool skin, her voice as soft as a sigh: "Please, you must live. I can only be yours now."
Warmth seeps in little by little, like the first breeze of a spring night, blowing across the frozen lake.
She didn't know how long she held on, only that her body temperature was gradually decreasing. As her consciousness began to drift away, she stubbornly tightened her arms, as if trying to embed the two of them into the same bone.
Before her last shred of consciousness faded, she whispered into Yun Zhan's ear, her voice so soft that only the two of them could hear, "Never leave me for the rest of your life."
......
Shi Mingyue was in a daze, and her body suddenly felt heavy, as if she had fallen into a nightmare.
The moment I opened my eyes, I wasn't in a hospital room, but in a world of ice and snow.
"Where am I?" Shi Mingyue exclaimed in shock. Had she been kidnapped again? Where was Yun Zhan...?
"This is an environment I created, so you don't need to worry." The fox demon Yun Zhan's eyes were bloodshot. She stood in the middle of the snow, dressed in black, her long hair tied up neatly, her eyes as cold as an ice sculpture.
In the illusion, an endless snow is falling, the world is blindingly white, as if all warmth and emotion have been drained away.
"Yun Zhan! You...have you recovered?" Shi Mingyue looked at her, her eyes shining so brightly they could almost set the snow on fire.
The fox demon Yun Zhan twitched the corner of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach his eyes; it was as wicked as if he were deliberately crushing a butterfly: "If you want to be in a relationship, it doesn't necessarily have to be me."
She took a step closer, lifted Shi Mingyue's chin with her fingertips, and spoke softly.
"Shi Mingyue, I'm a very vulgar person. I'm lustful and like pretty girls with good figures who I can sleep with... They're not worth your liking."
The fox demon Yun Zhan pinched the chin of the noble young lady and said some frivolous things, but Shi Mingyue's face gradually turned red, like a rose suddenly blooming in the snow.
The fox demon Yun Zhan's original intention was to persuade her to leave, but he seemed to have forgotten many things and was unable to understand Shi Mingyue's feelings...
Unexpectedly, Shi Mingyue grabbed Yun Zhan's hand and pulled it to her chest, her heart pounding violently under her palm, as if it would break her skin.
She mustered her courage, her voice trembling sweetly, and asked, "So, what do you think of me?"
The heartbeat beneath my palm grew faster and faster, like a torrential downpour hitting a snowfield, carrying an unbridled heat and stubbornness.
Shi Mingyue looked up, her eyelashes covered with the snow of the illusion, but she couldn't hide the fire in her eyes.
"I'm beautiful, I have a great figure, and I'm willing to let you sleep with me..."
Her voice grew softer yet more resolute, "I only ask that you not push me away again."
The snow suddenly stopped, and the world fell silent.
Yun Zhan lowered his eyes, the heartbeat beneath his palm like a scalding vine, winding its way up to her cold knuckles.
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