Chapter 786: The Ache Of Severing Ties
"Look here, this wound was made by your father’s power! He took my heart, and he nearly took Ying’s heart too. But Ying had a way to protect himself, so he survived, and he kept my soul alive inside him." He smiled bitterly.
"You have no idea how much it hurts to be trapped in my brother’s body, watching him treat you like you’re special. I hate him for that, but I can’t bring myself to truly hate him since he’s all I’ve got left!" His voice was strained, as if he were fighting back tears.
"Your own father killed me! Your father almost killed Ying! Do you hear me?!" Xiong Yi Chen’s eyes blazed with fury as he stared into her, as if trying to pierce through her very soul.
Shenlian Yingyue trembled, her hands shaking as she balled them into fists. It felt like all the energy had been sucked out of her. The bright sunny day turned dark and stormy, the vibrant garden turned into a field of poisonous insects; her whole world was crumbling.
"My father... he killed the master’s beloved... my father..." she whispered, sounding like a small, hurt animal, her face growing even paler. Tears streamed down her cheeks as Xiong Zi Ying lifted her chin.
"Xiao Yueyue, please don’t cry. The master is wrong, he’s wrong..." he gently wiped her tears and pulled her into a tight embrace.
After that, Xiong Yi Chen fell silent. He fought against the chaotic emotions swirling inside him, not wanting her to see his pain. He needed to cry alone; he missed his parents and grandparents so much. He longed for his mother’s warm hug, his father’s playful scolds when he got hurt, his grandmother’s love, and his grandfather’s joyful laugh while teaching him tricks.
"Xiao Yueyue, don’t cry, please. Your tears are breaking my heart." Xiong Zi Ying embraced her weak body tightly, as if he wanted to merge with her.
"Please, please don’t cry. As long as you stop crying, I am willing to do anything. Please." He had never been this panicked. He had never been in such pain before. This pain was comparable to the pain of losing his beloved. Why was it so painful? Why? He didn’t understand.
"Master... I am sorry..." Shenlian Yingyue’s voice choked as she swallowed blood back into her throat, her voice sounding extremely low and weak, full of pain. This immense pain was something that only those who had experienced such a situation could truly understand.
To her, her father was more than just a parent - he was her world, the one who had nurtured her with unconditional love and unwavering support. In her eyes, he was not just a father, but a hero, the most precious soul who had given her life meaning and boundless affection. He was the one person who meant more to her than life itself, the embodiment of pure love and selfless devotion.
In stark contrast stood her master, who had repeatedly saved her from peril, shielding her from danger and providing unwavering care without seeking any compensation. His compassion transcended his own pain, offering her warmth and understanding despite everything.