roccoschili Chapter 199 Why
Chapter 199 Why
The man had his hat brim pulled down very low and was also wearing a dark black mask, but he was taller than the others.
When her sight fell upon the pair of eyes beneath the brim of the hat, which showed no sign of movement, Yu Ying froze in place almost instantly, her face turning as pale as paper.
She couldn't find any words to describe the other person's eyes. She only knew that the man was staring at her with his eyelashes pressed down, and his gaze was as cold as a wolf lurking in the bushes. Even though they were at a distance, it still made her tremble with fear and her hair stand on end.
What made Yu Ying's head buzz and made her feel cold from head to toe was that the man was lifting the back of a person's collar with one hand effortlessly.
The man was half-kneeling on the ground with his limp limbs, as if he had fainted. However, cold sweat was still pouring out of his forehead, and it was obvious that his body was in great pain.
How could Yu Ying not recognize who this was? Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, and her heart was broken: "Mingqi!"
"What are you going to do? You've already taken half of his life, isn't that enough?"
The man in the middle didn't say anything. The man with his hands on his waist narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "You still have hostages in your hands. What do you want to ask us?"
"Let him go, otherwise this bastard won't be able to save half of his life."
Yu Ying's face was ashen. In her extreme anger, she held the sharp knife tightly against Jiang Wan's neck and took a step closer to the beach, sneering: "It's better to die! After being tortured like this by you, death is the only way to be relieved. But she is different. If I don't take her to die together with me, I will be sorry for my son!"
By the end of her speech, her voice was almost insane.
However, when the tip of the knife was about to pierce the skin on Jiang Wan's neck, Pan Mingqi, who had collapsed on the ground, suddenly trembled and let out an extremely piercing scream: "Ah!..."
Yu Ying watched helplessly as the man in the middle stabbed Pan Mingqi's arm with a knife. The man didn't even move his eyes or eyebrows as blood flowed. Instead, he opened his mouth and said word by word: "Die together?"
He seemed to laugh sarcastically, took out something from his waist, and slowly pointed it at Yu Ying's forehead: "You can try, which is faster, your knife or my gun."
His eyes were as cold as a venomous snake. “But you have to be prepared. Not only will your son not die, I will let him live well and let him experience this feeling once a day.”
"And your husband, too."
The black muzzle of the gun was still eye-catching even in the middle of the night. Yu Ying looked at Pan Mingqi who was groaning in pain. She trembled all over, and finally withdrew her hand numbly and collapsed to the ground.
The sea breeze had already made Jiang Wan's whole body cold. His body, which had not yet fully recovered, seemed to become drowsy and weak again after this ordeal.
She looked at Yu Ying's trembling fingertips, her eyes were dazed and confused, but her heartbeat was unusually calm. She even heard Yu Ying's choked murmurs as if she was speechless: "Mad man... Mad man..."
I don’t know if it was Jiang Wan’s illusion, but when the two men took Yu Ying away, they seemed to avoid her deliberately. They didn’t even look at her, not even the corner of their eyes fell on her.
Someone approached her step by step, but did not look at her. He just walked behind her and slowly untied the thick rope that bound her delicate wrists, leaving red marks.
Jiang Wan heard his low voice: "Go to the car."
"After they take care of it, they'll send you home."
This voice was not unfamiliar to Jiang Wan, but rather had a sense of...long-lost familiarity.
She said nothing, and slowly lowered her eyelashes. After finally suppressing the bitterness in her eyes, she walked towards the blurry shadow of the car in the darkness in the distance.
After all, he caught a cold. Jiang Wan could feel his breathing becoming hot and heavy again, and he walked particularly slowly due to fatigue.
And just when she had taken a few steps, her body suddenly felt lighter and someone grabbed her legs and held her horizontally in his arms.
The sudden feeling of being suspended in the air made her instinctively hook her arm around the man's neck. When she realized she was about to let go, the man slowly lowered his head and said slowly, "Hold tight."
It was not a commanding tone, and his voice even lacked the cruelty he had just had when facing Ying, but it still carried a sense of oppression that was elusive yet engraved in the bone marrow.
Jiang Wan didn't dare to move anymore, let alone look him in the eye. She simply lowered her head and buried it in his arms. She didn't know how long it had been before she was put in the back seat of the SUV.
In the almost dim light, Jiang Wan couldn't see the look in the man's eyes, but she could sense that he was looking at her deeply for a long time before he stepped away and turned to leave.
Jiang Wan suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes when he turned around, and said in a trembling voice: "Are you just leaving like this?"
The man paused, lowered his eyes and slowly fixed them on her pale fingertips, but did not speak.
Jiang Wan's throat rolled slightly, and he asked again: "You came to save me, it can't be a coincidence."
"Just like it's impossible for you to appear in the surveillance camera at the entrance of my community by such a coincidence."
She lowered her head, her voice weak and distressing: "Why?"
Why did he stay by her side all the time? Why did he do so much for her? Why did he do this, even without leaving any traces from beginning to end...
All the unexplainable things in the past were connected together at this moment, but Jiang Wan felt rarely at a loss, not knowing where to start.
However, in fact, it didn't matter what she asked or how she asked, because the only response she got was dead silence.
The man easily grabbed her wrist and made her let go, then turned and left again.
Seeing the tall figure of the man walking away, Jiang Wan took a deep breath and could no longer control herself from calling out the name that she had deliberately buried deep in her memory: "Ayao."
The man paused for a moment. Jiang Wan's fingertips sank deeply into his palms. His eyes were slightly red as he continued, "Xing Muyao."
"You are not allowed to leave."
However, to her disappointment, this time the man seemed indifferent and did not stop at all.
The lonely and tall figure gradually disappeared from the sight. Jiang Wan's eyes became more and more sore, and finally he slowly lowered his eyelids.
Some people and some things can be said to be intentional on her part, or they may be the result of a chain reaction caused by changing the plot.
But what about Xing Muyao...
How to explain these variables brought by Xing Muyao.
Qiu Yihui, Mu Lin, Pan Mingqi, and even more that she didn't know about. How should she explain these...
However, just as she was lost in thought, a shadow suddenly fell over the already dark surroundings without warning, and an aura that was difficult to tell whether familiar or unfamiliar surrounded her again like threads unravelling a cocoon.
Jiang Wan noticed it and slowly raised his head, and met the man's dark gaze.
Her breathing tightened slightly, and her voice trembled slightly: "You didn't leave..."
Xing Muyao stared at her eyes which were silently filled with tears for a long while before he spoke in a hoarse voice: "You won't let me leave."
“So I didn’t dare to leave.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled off his mask without warning, hooked her waist and lowered his head to kiss her lips.