Chapter 15 An Unforgettable Taste (1)
I don’t know how much time had passed.
When she was tired of crying, Yinyin had fallen asleep in Han Ji's arms; although Han Ji didn't know the reason, she could sense Yinyin's helplessness and misery from her sad voice. She smoothed Yinyin down and wiped away the remaining tears from her eyes. She felt very upset. She really couldn't hate her...
"…Why torture her to this extent?"
Han Ji asked Zhou Yan who had come into the room at some point.
Zhou Yan did not answer Han Ji's question. He just sat beside the bed and looked at Yin Yin who was sleeping. He wiped away the tears from her eyes. He felt that he loved her so much, but why did he hurt her so deeply? Han Ji was puzzled...
"The only way for her to relieve the pain now is to sleep soundly like this. No one can disturb her in her sleep, and no one can hurt her!"
From Zhou Yan's tone, Han Ji could also feel his helplessness and pain. He hurt her but loved her deeply. He wanted to get her but it made him unable to get close to her forever. This kind of pain was like being unable to get close to her even if he got her. Han Ji deeply felt it...
--at night--
The pleasant piano music sounded again.
Yinyin gradually woke up from her sleep. This was the first time she didn't wake up from crying...
"you're awake!"
Han Ji, who was embroidering and sitting at the head of the bed, greeted Yin Yin the first time she woke up. "Sister Han Ji?"
"How is it? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Yinyin sat up, looked at Han Ji, and then looked at the surrounding environment: "Where is this?"
"This is Prince Jing's Mansion, what's going on?"
Han Ji was a little surprised by Yin Yin's sudden question...
"Prince Jing's Mansion?"
Yin Yin seemed to have completely lost her memory of her previous frenzy.
"Are you okay?"
Yin Yin's sudden change made Han Ji a little worried, and she quickly put down the embroidery in her hand and expressed her concern!
Suddenly, the events of that rainy night and everything that happened afterwards all came to Yinyin's mind one by one. Until Han Ji's arrival, Yinyin seemed to have regained her mind, and everything was so clear and vivid...
Thinking of Ziheng's death, Yinyin burst into tears again...
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Seeing Yin Yin crying again, Han Ji was a little worried!
"This is not a dream, he really left me, he was pushed off the cliff right in front of me and left me—"
Yinyin suddenly awakened her previous memory and began to describe the painful scene in words. Han Ji was shocked to hear Yinyin's words...
"He has left me alone again. He has left me alone again in this lonely and helpless world—"
The grief of losing
"What should I do? What should I do--"
"Don't cry, I'm still here with you, right?"
Holding Yinyin in his arms to comfort her, Han Ji's broad mind is admirable...
Yin Yin cried freely in Han Ji's arms.
Under the guidance of Han Ji's words, Yin Yin told her story one by one. Of course, Han Ji could not fully understand Yin Yin's description of her real self, and she did not believe in the concept of time travel. However, the real Yin Yin surprised her, and perhaps this was the reason why she could not hate Yin Yin?
After talking with Han Ji, Yin Yin's mood obviously improved compared to before, but it still couldn't change the fact that she was in pain and hated Zhou Yan...
In the past few days, Han Ji stayed with Yin Yin from morning till night every day, and Yin Yin's mood gradually stabilized, not as crazy as before; Yin Yin got better, and Zhou Yan was the happiest...
"Go away, go away, I don't want to see you——"
Yinyin's angry cry made Zhou Yan feel painful and embarrassed. He thought that when Yinyin's mood improved, they could talk. However, when he appeared in front of Yinyin, Yinyin pushed him away in anger as before. Han Ji just watched because she didn't know what to say. The servants were also afraid and dared not make a sound...
"Yin Yin, don't do this—"
"Go away, go away——"
Even though Zhou Yan endured such humiliation in every possible way, he could not let go of Yin Yin and allowed Yin Yin to push, hit and resist...
"I just want to know how you are doing—"
"No, you don't need to know. You have no business caring about my business—"
"Yin Yin——"
"Go! Ah——"
Exerting too much strength and being filled with grief and anger, Yinyin felt a little weak and staggering at the limit of her energy and blood...
"Yin Yin——"
"You don't have to pretend--"
He wanted to go forward and support Yinyin, but she pushed him away. Her shaky steps seemed like she would fall at any time. Seeing this, Han Ji hurried forward to support Yinyin, thus avoiding...
"Dancing girl, don't get too excited, why don't you come over and help!!"
Han Ji comforted Yin Yin and asked the maid to help Yin Yin sit on a chair nearby...
"Have some tea first—"
Yinyin was breathing rapidly, and her face was pale due to emotional and physical factors. Han Ji hurriedly brought her some tea to help her relax...
Seeing Yin Yin suffering because of him, Zhou Yan felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on his heart, but he did not feel guilty for what he had done. He was just very angry and heartbroken because the pain he brought to Yin Yin came from others, even if it was caused by himself!
After Yinyin finished drinking the tea, her breathing became more stable. Seeing Yinyin calm down, Han Ji put down the tea bowl and turned to Zhou Yan: "Wuji's physical condition is not very stable at the moment. She was very excited when she saw the prince, which will make her condition worse. If the prince cares about Wuji, he should wait until her health improves before coming back!"
Zhou Yan knew that Yin Yin hated him, but he still wanted to be by her side. The pain of not being able to get close to her even if she was by his side made his heart feel like it was torn apart. He glanced at Yin Yin and left without looking back...
Watching Zhou Yan leave, Han Ji felt so bored...
Zhou Yan's arrival caused Yin Yin to fall ill and be bedridden again.
Knowing that Yinyin's condition had worsened and she was bedridden, Zhou Yan became extremely sad, angry, and irritable...
[Clang——] A sound made Zhou Yan, who was in a rage, divert his attention. When a maid brought tea to Zhou Yan's calligraphy, she was frightened by his angry aura and knocked over the tea bowl in her hand...
"Ah! Damn this slave——"
Faced with Zhou Yan's icy and sharp eyes, the maid was so scared that she immediately knelt on the ground, and happened to kneel on the fragments of the broken tea bowl. However, she did not feel the pain of being stabbed at all, only fear and terror. She apologized desperately without daring to look up!
After a while, the trembling maid clearly felt a chill approaching, and when she looked down, she only saw the man's feet...
"ah--"
A shrill voice was heard, and the guards outside the door were startled!
In the study, Zhou Yan stepped on the maid's right hand, and under her hand were broken pieces of tea bowls. Of course, blood was flowing from the heavy weight on the broken pieces! The maid groaned in pain, and Zhou Yan looked down expressionlessly and moved his foot away. The maid's right hand was covered in blood, but she didn't dare to groan or complain loudly...
Zhou Yan leaned over and looked at the trembling body below him with a cold look in his eyes. There was no expression on his face: "Raise your head!"
The cold voice contained no trace of emotion.
The maid was so frightened that she was trembling all over, but she could not refute Zhou Yan's order. Trembling and afraid, she slowly raised her head, her face was ashen and pale, and she looked at Zhou Yan with fear and terror in her eyes...
“Nice expression!”
Zhou Yan's sinister smile made the maid even more frightened.
