The alley was unusually quiet.
The muffled groan was somewhat eerie...
Yuan Yuan disappeared into the shadows by the wall, slowing his steps and holding his breath.
However, the person never made a sound again...
Could he be dead?
Yuan Yuan hesitated for a moment, then decisively lifted his foot and walked towards the direction from which the sound came.
The silvery moonlight, like water, quietly poured down from the sky.
Turning the corner, the narrow alleyway is half bright and half dark.
A figure, entirely black, lay limply in the moonlight, like a tattered rag.
We don't know if he's dead or alive, or if he had any accomplices, or even if someone else killed him...
A normal person, in this situation, would pretend nothing happened and sneak away.
Alternatively, you could report it to the authorities.
Yuan Yuan stood in the shadows for a moment, then decisively walked over, lifted his toes, and straightened the head of the person on the ground.
Under the moonlight, a youthful face came into view.
His eyebrows were thick and dark, his nose was high and straight, and his face was pale from blood loss. There was a cut about the length of a finger on his cheek, and his thin lips and chin were also covered in blood.
At this moment, the boy had his eyes tightly closed.
Upon closer inspection, his arms, abdomen, and legs had numerous cuts, from which blood was seeping out...
Seeing that he was relatively clean and had a decent-looking face, Yuan Yuan bent down, raised his hand, and gently patted the uninjured side of the boy's face: "Hey, are you dead?"
The boy remained silent.
Could he really be dead?
Yuan Yuan looked up and saw that there was nothing around him that he could use.
After thinking for a moment, he rolled up his sleeve with one hand, and with all his might, slapped that tender face across the cheek.
"Smack!"
The sound of the slap was particularly loud in the narrow alley, with a faint echo.
However, the boy still did not wake up.
"Tsk..."
Yuan Yuan raised his hand and slapped the boy's face twice more.
"Slap! Slap!"
"Cough, cough..."
After two slaps, the boy finally reacted on the ground.
"He's not dead?" Yuan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief for no apparent reason.
The boy coughed twice, closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Water..."
water?
Yuan Yuan looked up and glanced at himself in front and behind him.
This alley is narrow and deep.
Where can I get him water so late at night?
After a moment's hesitation, Yuan Yuan looked at the young man and asked, "Are you an assassin?"
On the ground, the boy slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes lacked some sparkle due to the injury.
In my eyes, I saw a dazzlingly white, snow-white silhouette...
The boy's throat moved, and suddenly he tilted his head to the side.
"puff……"
A mouthful of foul blood spurted from his mouth.
Yuan Yuan wanted to retreat, but found it was too late.
The snow-white robes that had previously been stained with mud at home were now stained with a large patch of blood.
Yuan Yuan was so angry he laughed: "Do you know how much this outfit of mine is worth?"
The boy raised his blood-stained chin and said in a hoarse voice, "Save me."
Yuan Yuan: "..."
He took two steps back in disgust, looking at the boy on the ground, wanting to refuse.
But looking into those eyes, I instinctively softened.
After a moment of silence, Yuan Yuan looked at the boy and asked, "Tell me, are you an assassin or not?"
He didn't want to cause trouble for himself or the Yuan family.
The boy's blood-stained jaw twitched, and finally, with difficulty, he uttered two words: "Yes..."
He's an assassin.
Yuan Yuan straightened up and refused in his clear, youthful voice, "I will not save assassins."
The injured boy's eyes flickered, and he looked at him pleadingly: "Save me..."
If you save me, I... I'm willing to do anything to repay your life-saving grace.
I can't die yet...
Yuan Yuan pursed his lips.
To save or not to save?
"Save me..." the boy said again.
That's enough!
Yuan Yuan squatted down and looked at the boy, who wasn't much older than him: "I can save you, but you must not tell anyone about this!"
I saved your life, but you can't cause me any trouble!
The boy's lips moved slightly: "Okay..."
Yuan Yuan asked, "Can you walk by yourself?"
The boy tried to move his leg, then shook his head: "My leg is broken, I can't walk..."
His leg is broken?
Yuan Yuan was slightly surprised.
This guy, even with a broken leg, is sitting here without crying or making a fuss; he's quite the man.
He crouched down, his back to the boy, and then stretched out a hand: "I'll carry you on my back."
Under the moonlight, his back looked thin and frail.
It doesn't seem to have much power.
However, the boy on the ground did not hesitate for long. He put his hand in Yuan Yuan's hand, grabbed Yuan Yuan's wrist with his other hand, and with a forceful pull on his waist, tried to climb onto Yuan Yuan's back.
"Bang!"
Under the silvery moonlight, two boys, one in black and one in white, fell to the ground in unison.
Yuan Yuan was the one who was suppressed at the bottom.
The boy on his back was so strong and heavy that he almost couldn't catch his breath and fainted.
After finally catching his breath, Yuan Yuan moved his body and pushed away the person who was pressing down on him.
The person on his back instantly rolled to the side.
Yuan Yuan twisted his neck, which had almost broken from the fall, and angrily shoved the boy: "You, I kindly saved you, how could you..."
With that push, the boy slumped over and fainted.
A pale face was facing him.
Yuan Yuan: "..."
With a soft sigh, Yuan Yuan patted his robes and stood up.
He took off his muddy and blood-stained outer robe, covered the boy's face and upper body with it, gritted his teeth, carried the boy on his back, and slowly walked out of the alley.
The alley, several hundred meters long, seems especially long at night.
After leaving the alley and passing through another alley, and walking through three streets, Yuan Yuan arrived at a tightly closed small door, raised his hand, and knocked.
The door was opened very quickly.
A man dressed as a waiter, holding a dim candle, peeked out and asked with surprise and uncertainty, "Young Master Yuan? What's wrong?"
Yuan Yuan lowered his voice and said, "I secretly drank some wine, climbed someone's persimmon tree, and when I jumped down, I accidentally hit a passerby."
"Don't make a sound. Get me some medicine for his wounds, I'll treat him first..."
Did someone get hit?
Could this cause someone to die?
The waiter shivered, not daring to look any longer or ask any more questions, and quickly stepped aside: "Young Master Yuan, please come in."
Your room has always been kept…
Yuan Yuan went upstairs and entered a room on the second floor.
He gave the shop assistant a silver ingot: "Go buy two new outfits, and keep the rest of the silver for yourself."
The man received the reward money and moved very quickly.
When they returned, they brought not only new clothes but also medicine for their injuries.
Yuan Yuan thought for a moment, still feeling uneasy, and gave the shopkeeper another ingot of silver: "You must not tell anyone about what happened tonight, understand?"
"Understood!" The waiter beamed.
Yuan Yuan nodded: "Go downstairs. In a little while, bring in a tub of bathwater."
The waiter went out happily and soon brought the hot water.
When they left, they thoughtfully closed the door.
The room was dimly lit by candlelight.
The boy on the soft couch had his eyes closed, and his cheeks and thin lips were completely bloodless.
Yuan Yuan didn't think much of it, rolled up his sleeves, walked over, and yanked the boy's collar.
Suddenly, the boy, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes and raised his hand, striking him on the neck.
I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck.
Yuan Yuan's eyes widened: "You..."
Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed.
The culprit who hit him, his face pale, was also filled with shock: "I...I'm sorry, I accidentally hit him..."
A slip-up?
What does "mistake" mean?
Did you make a mistake?
Yuan Yuan collapsed limply to the ground. Before losing consciousness, he gritted his teeth and, with his last breath, said, "You... just you wait!"
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