Xiu Xi looked at her, and after a long while, he nodded heavily.
It was very strange.
Seeing him nod, Jiaojiaoâs world returned to normal. She no longer heard just her own heartbeat, and the sounds of the outside world came through clearly again.
But she didnât understand.
"Brother Xiu, am I meant to die?" Thatâs why he brought her back, to defy fate and change destiny.
But why?
Why is she meant to die?
Did she do something unforgivable?
Ruan Jiaojiao blinked, her lowered eyelashes trembling gently, as fragile as she was feeling now.
Xiu Xiâs words stuck in his throat, unable to answer her question, because this question was unsolvable, just like how he still couldnât figure out who initially took over her body and why they did such terrible things.
These were all unsolvable.
Ruan Jiaojiao looked down at her injured finger, her eyelashes trembling even more violently. Her eyes stung with unshed tears. She didnât want to cry, but her throat ached with a sob, and she twisted her hands, so helpless.
She didnât want Xiu Xi to see her breaking down in tears, so she held back and said, "Brother Xiu, I want to sleep now."
Xiu Xi stood up, standing in front of her.
Ruan Jiaojiao immediately reached out and embraced him, rarely acting so spoiled, "Brother Xiu, carry me up, please." Her legs were weak, too feeble to walk.
Xiu Xi bent down and picked her up, and Ruan Jiaojiao buried her head in his chest.
In just a few seconds, he felt a dampness on his chest, like a sharp sword piercing through, making it hard for him to even breathe.
He carried her upstairs, into the room, and placed her on the bed. Ruan Jiaojiao immediately covered her face with a blanket.
Tears that had long been breaking the dam slipped down the corners of her eyes, quickly soaking her pillow.
Her body trembled uncontrollably.
Fear, terror, unwillingness.
Came surging forth.
If she hadnât had these six years, if she were still just a cat in the forest, unaware of past lives and stories, maybe she wouldnât be so sad, with no ties or burdens, what difference would living or dying make.
But now...
She had parents who loved her dearly, a grandmother who adored her like her own heart, so many brothers who pampered her, a grandfather, uncles, an aunt, a godmother... endless love and concern...
She had imagined the future more than once, all the good things she had imagined. She had even thought about what it would be like when she and her brothers, and Xiu Xi, aged a hundred years...
But now, thereâs nothing left. She has no future, and she might not even have tomorrow, because no one knows when she might die.
She canât even imagine what would happen to her family if she really died someday...
Ruan Jiaojiaoâs heart hurt so much, it felt suffocating.
She had never been as aware as at this moment, terrifyingly aware of how afraid she was of dying, terrified to the extreme.
When Xiu Xi pulled away the blanket covering her face, he saw Ruan Jiaojiaoâs face full of tears and terror, almost in despair as she said to him, "Brother Xiu, Iâm scared of dying..."
Xiu Xiâs heart instantly broke open, bleeding profusely.
At the door, Shu Jiao, who had rushed back in the rare gap of time, hadnât even managed to push the door open when she heard Ruan Jiaojiaoâs words, tears falling like rain, her heart twisting like a knife!