Chapter Thirty-Four: Tears Are Colorless Blood
As you can see, we are together now, and have been since last month.
My parents want me to get engaged with YaYa after a while, I guess I should say sorry, after all you also know that as the young master of the Chu family, I won't have a future with a girl from a working-class background.
A very sunny and handsome boy hugged the girl in his arms, looking at her and saying. His tone was as gentle as ever, but the words he spoke were so piercing to the ear.
She began to feel her blood freezing throughout her body, from head to toe, a chill that went to the bone, unable to move, staring blankly.
The smile that was too late to be retracted looked so sarcastic.
Then, the girl in the boy's arms spoke up, anxiously and somewhat incoherently.
Xue Er, I...I didn't mean to, I really like Chu Xue Chang, can you forgive me? I really like him...
………
She only knew her mouth was opening and closing, but she couldn't hear anything.
The exquisite gift box fell to the ground with a muffled thud, as if announcing the end of something...
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Working-class girl? No.
Her status is a height he may never reach in his lifetime.
But it doesn't matter anymore, does it...
She wiped away the tears on her face and rushed out of the door, ignoring the strange looks from others.
The gloomy sky, the rain that covers the whole day, like a hole in the sky, keeps pouring down to the ground endlessly...
The air is filled with a cool and ethereal breath, as if an invisible hand had grasped people's necks, making them suffocate.
Passersby on the road hurriedly shuttled through the streets, with raincoats and umbrellas of various colors fluttering about.
The sound of rain, the sound of people, the honking of cars, surrounds my ears.
Cars coming and going at the crossroads, a girl in a white dress walks on the black and white zebra crossing, a tender and pale face with a delicate and sickly beauty, her disheveled black hair is ruthlessly drenched by the rain.
Raindrops fell down her hair, one by one...
A white flowing gauze skirt was soaked through and clung tightly to her slender body.
A pair of black and white pupils, devoid of emotion, without a ripple, empty, bewildered, and dead silence.
The boisterous sounds were isolated from her ears, and her world was just a grayish white.
Bare feet, exposed skin under the rain's wild beating, is thoroughly chilled to the bone.
But she was unconscious of it all, and just walked on, step by step...
She didn't know where she was going, nor did she know what to do, all she knew was that she continued walking mechanically...
As if out of place in this world.
"Pa..."
A large truck emitted a piercing horn sound, and as the front of the car rapidly enlarged before his eyes, his black pupils suddenly constricted.
Her body was immediately subjected to a powerful impact, compression, and soon became like a kite with a broken string, a white figure, drawing out a beautiful and miserable arc in the rain...
The girl fell into a pool of blood accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling and people's cries of surprise.
Blood, blood all over the world, warm, deep red...
Along with the rainwater spreading outward, it eroded the dark gray horse's hoof prints...
Her pale face was splattered with mottled blood, her eyes were still empty, but her rosy lips curled up into a smile, with a sense of relief and liberation.
Red as enchanting, white as snow, eerie beauty. Just like the Manjusaka blooming on the other side of the River of Oblivion, equally charming and desolate...
Pain, all over the body is in pain, heart-wrenching and lung-splitting pain, painful to numbness.
Mixed with despair and decadence in one's heart...
There is a kind of departure called liberation...
There is a death called rebirth...
"Beep......" The machine emitted a piercing sound, long and sharp.
Mr. Xiao, sorry, we did our best.
What! Aren't you the world's top medical team? How can it be that you can't save her......How is that possible......
What are they saying? Xue Xue... is gone?
………
She heard a conversation like this, then it was noisy footsteps, and... crying sounds.
That's her father and mother!
She owes them an apology, she hasn't atoned for her sins yet, and she can't die yet.
She wanted to move, she wanted to open her eyes, but she was powerless, and all that awaited her was endless pain, coldness, darkness...
"Kitty! Xiao Feng Xue! Wake up... wake up..."
Di Liang Xun kept shaking her shoulders, looking at the tightly closed eyebrows in her sleep, the pale face soaked with cold sweat, and the tears that kept sliding out of the corners of her eyes blooming into dark-colored flowers on the pillow.
He felt a pang in his heart, as if an unfeeling big hand was tightly pinching his heart, bringing suffocating pain.
What's going on? What did she dream about? Damn it! He felt so powerless for the first time.
The temperature in his hand was gradually disappearing and cooling down, already much lower than the normal human body temperature, even cooler than the rainwater outside, he started to panic...
The death air at the bottom of his eyes can't be restrained and exposed, but all he can do is to keep shaking her body, trying to wake her up from the nightmare.
At this moment, he suddenly felt very afraid, so afraid that her body would slowly turn cold and then disappear completely, forever and ever...
With a sudden movement, Xiao Fengxue opened her originally tightly closed eyes and sat up abruptly.
Di Liang was taken aback for a moment, his hand frozen in mid-air, and then a feeling of shock and heartache surged up to his head like a spring.
He had never seen such a pair of eyes before.
Unlike the usual lively and quiet, there is no joy or sadness, no emotions at all, just emptiness and silence, like a pool of dead water, without any ripples, revealing a desperate sorrow that has penetrated to the bone.
In the depths of his black pupils, he also saw endless chill, a darkness that could destroy heaven and earth, without emitting any murderous aura, but even more frightening.
Xiao Fengxue felt the warmth on her cheeks, mechanically raised her hand to cover her pale face, and then stared blankly at the transparent liquid sticking to her fingertips, reflecting a desolate beauty in the light.
How long has it been? How long hasn't she cried?
She can't remember anymore, she thought she had long been out of tears, and had forgotten the color of tears...
She remembered! Tears are transparent, warm, salty and a little bitter...
Mechanically placing his right hand on the left side of his heart, he felt a regular fluctuation there, beating and jumping...
She turned pale, smiled inexplicably and uttered a few words in a pale tone.
"I'm still alive after all..."
The voice was very soft and small, a little hoarse, almost drowned out by the thunderstorm in the black night...
But it clearly reached Emperor Qing's ears, and he softly asked: "Do you want a drink of water?"
He was being very careful, as if he was afraid that a loud noise would startle her.
