Chapter 30: The Delicate Young Lady vs. the Gloomy Bastard (30)
Lu Cha looked at Nan Yan, who was acting like a spoiled cat, with amusement: "You..."
Boom!
Her heart suddenly beat violently, and then sank rapidly, like someone falling from a tall building, hitting the bottom in an instant.
Lu Cha curled up unconsciously, clutching the collar of her shirt tightly with her little hands.
It was as if there were thousands of fine needles hidden in her heart, piercing through her flesh and blood, and the pain gradually spread throughout her body.
"Cha Cha!" Nan Yan stood up in a panic and wanted to carry her to the hospital, but the girl gently grabbed his wrist.
Her voice was as thin as a thread: "It's useless."
"Let's just stay here for a while."
Nan Yan was stunned, his lips moving slightly, wanting to say no, there was another way.
But when he met Lu Cha's eyes, which were filled with tears due to severe pain, those self-deceiving words were like a fishbone stuck in his throat.
He sat down silently and hugged Lu Cha.
The little girl huddled in his arms like a seriously injured little animal, her body trembling and her forehead covered with sweat.
Nan Yan imitated her usual behavior, gently stroking her head, and whispering over and over again: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt..."
Unprecedented sadness and fear entangled in his heart, and his eyes were covered by misty vapor. Nan Yan suppressed his tears and gently coaxed the girl.
Lu Cha barely raised her head. Her face had lost all color. She could even clearly feel her blood vessels bursting one by one.
"Kiss me, please."
She didn't have the strength to get up.
I don’t have the energy to coax the little villain.
Nan Yan lowered his head, hot tears dripping down.
He trembled as he kissed the girl's eyebrows, then her cheeks and lips, hoping to help Lu Cha relieve the pain in this way.
Until a hint of blood came.
Bright red blood flowed from the little girl's eyes, nose, ears, and corners of her lips.
Lu Cha now is like a doll that can no longer be wrapped in cotton.
Nan Yan repeated the kissing action mechanically.
Please, stop.
Please, stay.
But the blood was flowing more and more, as if it was going to completely dye the girl's wedding dress red.
Lu Cha gasped for breath, as if he couldn't feel the blood flowing out. He raised his hand with great effort and pressed Nan Yan's chest.
In the palm of his hand was a small, sharp blade.
It hurts so much, Nan Yan.
Can you please stay with me?
But the blade seemed to encounter some resistance and could not pierce his skin.
Lu Cha's long eyelashes flickered.
Oh, I forgot, you can't kill the mission target.
She let the blade slide and gently stroked Nan Yan's cheek. A hint of evil flashed in her clear eyes: "You have to live well..."
"You must...stay alive."
This is what makes it interesting.
Almost as soon as Lu Cha finished the last word, her arms suddenly slid down and she closed her eyes.
Nan Yan stared at the girl blankly.
There was still a sly smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Chacha..."
"Chacha!"
No matter how he called, the girl did not respond. She was quiet, as if she was asleep.
Nan Yan collapsed and leaned over, burying his head in Lu Cha's neck. His shoulders trembled and he let out a low, suppressed sob.
Slowly, it turned into a heart-wrenching cry.
Today should be the wedding night with red candles flickering.
But now, he was holding the body of his bride.
How ironic.
Nan Yan laughed softly, tears condensed in his scarlet eyes like crystals. His laughter was hoarse and shrill, full of hatred and grief, but also revealed an inexplicable despair.
for a long time.
He raised his head.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun sets.
Just like the rosy glow that he couldn't catch, it slowly disappeared.
Nan Yan sat like this holding Lu Cha's body all night.
Looking at the stars and the dawn, there is only desolation in my eyes.
He gently stretched his stiff arms, picked up Lu Cha tenderly, and said in a doting voice, "Cha Cha, it's dawn, I'll take you to wash up."
"Wait a minute, I'll make you breakfast."
Nan Yan carried Lu Cha to the bedroom, carefully placed her on the bed, and then went to the cloakroom to get a white dress: "You are not comfortable wearing a wedding dress, can I help you change first?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."
Nan Yan smiled and helped the girl take off her wedding dress. His empty eyes did not contain a trace of desire. He just carefully helped her wipe off the blood stains and change into new clothes.
It's as if he is taking care of a wife who likes to sleep in.
After doing all this, he carried the girl back to the spare wheelchair and pushed her to the kitchen.
Nan Yan squatted down: "Wait here for me, I'll go cook. If you're bored, watch TV."
As he spoke, he placed the remote control in the girl's hand, carefully cut a piece of fruit and handed it to her, gently scratching her nose: "Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to eat later."
When Nan Yan came out with the tray, he deliberately avoided the fruit plate on the table and only looked at the girl: "I made sandwiches and heated up milk, all your favorites."
He put the plate away, then pushed the girl to the dining room and sat opposite her.
Nan Yan was busy introducing the ingredients of the sandwich when his vision suddenly became blurry.
Tears flowed again without warning, but he seemed not to notice. He smiled and took a bite of the sandwich: "It's delicious."
real.
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The second day of the wedding.
Jiang's father and mother were worried about Lu Cha's health and wanted to go check on her, but they found that they could not get through to their daughter and new son-in-law on the phone.
Jiang's mother inexplicably had a bad premonition in her heart: "Will Cha Cha... No! Impossible!"
"Don't worry, I'll go find Li Jian and ask." Jiang's father asked Jiang Xiaowan to stay and take care of Jiang's mother, and then went to Chayan Group alone.
But Li Jian knew nothing about anything. Even if Jiang's father used force, he insisted that he knew nothing.
Jiang's father couldn't do anything about him. He was afraid that Jiang's mother would have wild thoughts if she knew the truth about their disappearance, so he could only lie and find ways to search secretly.
A week later.
Li Jian shook off the people sent by Jiang's father to follow him and secretly came to the villa halfway up the mountain to deliver supplies to Nan Yan.
This is his first time here.
He always thought that Nan Yan wanted to spend the rest of his life alone with Lu Cha, but when he walked through the door, he saw the girl sitting in a wheelchair, her cheeks and bare arms already rotting.
Li Jian was so frightened that he took a half step back, and suddenly someone grabbed his shoulders.
"Sir? Madam..."
Nan Yan stood behind him, raised his hand to cover his lips: "Shh——"
The man gazed tenderly at the girl in the distance, his dark eyes filled with a madness that had already demented him:
"She's asleep, don't disturb her."
"Well, then I'll put the daily necessities and food here..." Li Jian put down the cardboard box stiffly and ran out of the villa almost as if escaping.
roadside.
Li Jian bent over, gasping for breath, with lingering fear in his eyes.
Sir, is he crazy?
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