Chapter 44 New Year's Gift
"Could it be Yun Chen?"
Everyone was attracted by Ye Yan's words and looked towards the gate.
Huo Gannian also stared at the gate, not daring to blink.
Amidst the galloping horses, five tall and strong horses were seen pulling a carriage, rushing straight towards the gate of the Huo Mansion.
Yun Chen held the five reins in his hands and stood astride the front of the car with high spirits.
On a flatbed truck behind her, piles of fireworks exploded into the air one after another, interweaving into a dazzling scene behind her.
She rode along like this, sparks and lightning all the way, with fireworks all over the sky and a splendor that seemed to never fade away, loosened the reins, raised her arms and shouted:
"Young Master! This is a New Year's gift for you!!!"
As the dazzling fireworks illuminated the entire night sky and the sound of startled horses resounded through the night, Huo Gannian felt a tingling sensation all over his body, his heart trembled, and the corners of his mouth flew up uncontrollably.
In an instant, it seemed as if everything in the world disappeared, and only the fireworks and the joyful people at the gate violently struck his heart.
Everyone was shocked by Yun Chen's grand display, and the maids even huddled together and screamed, shouting "Guard Yun is so cool!"
Seeing the five horses galloping and ready to break into the house, and the fireworks about to burst into flames, Ye Yan screamed in shock:
"Yun Chen! Be careful!"
Yun Chen was about to reply, "It's okay! They're just fireworks!"
The next moment, a loud bang was heard next to his ears, "Boom--", a big firecracker knocked Yun Chen off the carriage, and then exploded with crackling sounds.
Yun Chen had no idea that this truckload of fireworks only had the top layer filled with fireworks, while the bottom layer was filled with loud firecrackers to blast the Nian beast in the wild - and they blasted 188 times.
For a moment, the firecrackers exploded louder than thunder, making people's eardrums buzz.
Everyone covered their ears, screamed and dodged.
In the midst of a large cloud of black smoke from the exploding firecrackers, Yun Chen covered his ears, coughed continuously, and crawled out covered in dust.
One hundred and eighty-eight blasts, twenty boxes in all, went off for a full quarter of an hour, startling half the city.
The gate of the Huo Mansion was nearly blown up into the sky, and the huge lion head on the door was choked and covered in black dust. The two servants were busy cleaning the black nostrils of the lion head.
Even after the New Year's Eve banquet was over and each courtyard went back to celebrate the New Year, everyone still felt a buzzing in their ears and had to shout to talk to each other.
In Beining Hall, those who have families have gone home to reunite with their families, while those who are not married either go to meet their lovers or go out in groups of three or two to watch the lantern festival.
In the end, Yun Chen was the only one who stayed with Huo Gannian to celebrate the New Year.
The two of them sat around the fireplace, Huo Gannian was sitting in a wheelchair with a black fox blanket draped over his legs.
Yun Chen leaned against the wheelchair, sat on a small cushion on the ground, facing the small stove, and roasted oranges with an iron skewer.
Outside the house, one could faintly hear the sounds of firecrackers, cheers, and the noisy and festive sounds of the streets.
The only sound in the room was the soft crackling of silvery charcoal, and the firelight made the room warm and bright.
Yun Chen baked an orange, puffed out his white and tender cheeks, and blew on it continuously.
Huo Gannian looked at her, his eyes so soft that they seemed to melt.
"Young Master, if you don't want to eat it, I'll give it to Runhe!" Yun Chen said.
Huo Gannian's eyes did not move at all, still looking at her, and said softly:
"He fell asleep. It's the same every year when he stays up all night. He can't hold on any longer when midnight comes."
Yun Chen stretched his head to look, and sure enough, Runhe was already fast asleep in the outer room. He probably wouldn't wake up even if he was lifted up and thrown out.
She simply peeled the orange herself, baring her teeth:
"Then I'll eat it myself!"
She held the orange in both hands and took small bites of it, revealing the naiveté of a young girl.
He kept smiling as he watched her eat quietly.
"Young Master, they seem to be writing down their wishes outside. Do you want to write something? I'll go get some paper and pen."
He shook his head slightly, his expression gloomy.
His wishes do not need to be expressed out loud, nor can they be expressed out loud.
Why bother others with something that will never be realized?
"What about you? What's your wish? I'll write it for you," he asked.
She thought for a moment, her face flushed. "Young Master, I hope your leg can get better. The court doctor said that your leg isn't injured in the bones, but in the meridians. It's half a meridian injury, half a heart disease. I hope that one day, Young Master can get better and travel all over the land of Nan Country in person."
He sighed, the gloom in his eyes became more obvious. He wanted to raise his hand to touch her head, but when his hand was halfway extended, he put it down again.
"I've searched the world for a cure for my leg injury over the years. But no matter how hard I try, I've come up with nothing but 'no cure.'"
Huo Gannian was not a person who gave up easily, but in the end he gradually accepted his fate.
Seeing her sad expression, he resisted the urge to hug her.
She was clearly right in front of him, and he could touch her with just a stretch of his hand, but he felt that she was so out of reach.
His heart could only be hidden in the immense powerlessness and loss in his heart, and he couldn't even show it to her.
He said dejectedly:
"Yun Chen, there are some things in this world that are beyond human control..."
For example, to heal a pair of legs that have been unable to move for many years.
For example, to let you know my feelings.
For example, I hope that one day you will be as attracted to me as I am to you.
Thinking of this, he became more depressed. He said nothing for a long time and fell asleep early.
Unfortunately, the New Year’s Eve is always noisy and even the dreams are not peaceful.
Huo Gannian dreamed again of that year when countless blood guards in red clothes surged up like a tide outside Youzhou City.
The tip of the knife pierced the chest, chopped off the hands and feet... The bodies of the Huo Gang guards were scattered all over the ground.
All the secret guards, personal guards, and close guards that the Huo Gang had carefully trained for many years were vulnerable in front of the dreaded Blood Guards.
Kill, kill...
Endless blood guards, endless blood...
Until all the members of the Huo Gang were dead, Huo Gannian's most trusted bodyguard took his last breath, spitting blood and driving the carriage at full speed, carrying him to escape.
Huo Gannian fell in the carriage, his face and body covered in blood. His hands were twitching with fatigue and he could hardly hold the Hidden Moon Sword.
Finally, Huo Gannian saw his personal guard, who had grown up with him, with blood holes all over his body, holding a piece of torn intestine and shaking it, grinning at him miserably:
"I'm sorry... Young Master... I can't hold on any longer..."
The next moment, the world spun around, the carriage fell off a cliff, and I felt a sharp pain in my legs...
"Legs..." Huo Gannian suddenly woke up from his dream, and what he saw was the familiar bed curtains in the bedroom.
Outside the house, the sound of firecrackers for the New Year's Eve was still ringing. Runhe was sleeping soundly, with his drool all over his pillow.
Huo Gannian felt his back was soaked with sweat. He wanted to sit up with his arms, but he had no strength in his hands.
Where is Yun Chen?
He looked at the empty couch and was about to shout, but the next moment, he saw Yun Chen standing under the window frame of the outer room.
She knelt on her knees, clasped her hands together, looked up at the cold moon that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and murmured devoutly:
"Bodhisattva, if there are always things in this world that are beyond human control, can divine power do the same?"
The bright moonlight sprinkled on her fair face and into her pure and flawless eyes, making her look holy.
"Bodhisattva, oh Bodhisattva, I am willing to sacrifice ten years of my life so that the young master can heal his leg injury and stand up again. If ten years is not enough, the rest of my life will do."
Finally, she bowed her head and said softly:
"Buddha, please..."
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