Chapter 42 Plunder, Destroy
miliation was inevitable. She didn’t expect to get any justice from this devil either—after all, it was her fault for not learning from past mistakes and letting down her guard in front of him.The bes...Chapter Forty-Two Raiding, Destruction
The room's ambiguous and frenzied atmosphere receded like a tide. Yan Luoxi felt as if she were standing in an autumn wilderness at the end of the season, seeing nothing but devastation, not knowing how to face it.
"Brother Guangtao, I...I just made a mistake..." Pulling tightly onto Zhou Guangtao's arm, afraid that he would leave her, with her head raised, she really didn't know what else to say. Ashamed and regretful, tears welled up in her eyes.
Yan Luoxi at this moment looked pale, fragile, about to cry, evoking pity from anyone who saw her.
Zhou Guangtao took a deep breath, calming himself down. He reached out and embraced her, speaking softly to comfort her: "It's really fine, Luoxi, you're just too tired recently, under too much pressure, the shadows of past events are too profound; it will gradually get better... Don't worry about it... I don't mind..."
Yan Luoxi leaned into Zhou Guangtao's chest. She heard his strong heartbeat and felt how hot his skin was. She truly wanted to reach out and hug him tightly, with a sense of ignoring everything and starting afresh the warm moments they had just shared.
At that moment, she faintly heard Zhou Guangtao sigh, in an instant, her heart turned icy cold.
The destructive power of her voice from earlier wouldn't have been bearable for a strong heart.
"I really drank too much just now... I won't do that again in the future... Brother Guangtao, I'm sorry, really truly sorry..." Yan Luoxi avoided Zhou Guangtao's gaze as she spoke haltingly.
Zhou Guangtao forced a smile and said: "What are you apologizing for Today, I also drank too much and let myself go. If you must apologize, it should be me who is sorry to you... Actually, this way isn't bad; we still have plenty of time ahead of us, leaving a little suspense can be good."
Leaving things uncertain, or perhaps he didn't know what to do with himself either. Yan Luoxi smiled bitterly in her heart.
The beginning was promising but ended awkwardly; Zhou Guangtao and Yan Luoxi both felt embarrassed as they tidied their clothes and returned to their rooms to sleep.
When Yan Luoxi lay down on her bed, she heard rain falling outside somewhere. She seemed to sense the moisture in the air and felt a bit melancholic just like the fine drizzle of midnight.
The same night far away, Li An had a dream where he saw Yan Luoxi again; sitting atop the high artificial hill at home, her delicate ankle, fluttering skirt corner, with wind blowing through her long black hair to reveal her fair and smooth neck.
She turned back to look, smiling in his direction. That smile was like a blooming flower, gradually spreading out香氣中。
就是這個笑容，讓他這麼多年都忘不掉。
落夕，你回來了，你終於回來了！
他欣喜若狂，大步向她奔去，卻看見她突然對著旁邊伸出雙手，無處不再的周廣濤出現在那裡，她靈巧的跳下假山，像隻翩飛的蝴蝶一般，飄向周廣濤……
他想喊她的名字，卻發不出聲響，他想追逐她的腳步，卻邁不開沉重的雙腿……
厲安跌入了深深的黑暗裡，痛苦的掙紮……
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Leaving things uncertain, or perhaps he didn't know what to do with himself either. Yan Luoxi smiled bitterly in her heart.
The beginning was promising but ended awkwardly; Zhou Guangtao and Yan Luoxi both felt embarrassed as they tidied their clothes and returned to their rooms to sleep.
When Yan Luoxi lay down on her bed, she heard rain falling outside somewhere. She seemed to sense the moisture in the air and felt a bit melancholic just like the fine drizzle of midnight.
The same night far away, Li An had a dream where he saw Yan Luoxi again; sitting atop the high artificial hill at home, her delicate ankle, fluttering skirt corner, with wind blowing through her long black hair to reveal her fair and smooth neck.
She turned back to look, smiling in his direction. That smile was like a blooming flower, gradually spreading out with fragrance.
It was this smile that made him unable to forget for all these years.
Luoxi, you're back, you've finally returned!
He rejoiced and ran towards her in large strides, but saw her suddenly reach out her hands to the side where Zhou Guangtao appeared everywhere. She nimbly jumped down from the hill, like a fluttering butterfly, drifting toward Zhou Guangtao...
He wanted to call out her name, yet no sound came out; he wanted to follow after her footsteps, but his heavy legs wouldn't budge...
Li An fell into deep darkness, struggling in pain...
Someone gently tapped his arm, "Li An, Li An, you had a nightmare!"
Li An woke up in a cold sweat, looking at his brother with a faint ache in his heart.
"What's wrong Are you not getting used to staying with Uncle Xin" Li Yi gently wiped the cold sweat off his little brother's forehead, his concern and affection evident on his face.
"I'm getting used to it!" Li An shook his head and sat up. "Brother, you're so busy, there’s no need for you to visit me often. Uncle Xin takes care of me really well."
"I know, Uncle Xin dotes on you the most; I’m a bit envious." Li Yi smiled warmly at his brother, "The doctor said your leg can have the steel plate removed today. Since I have to attend a meeting today, should I ask Ming Zixing and Dou Zi to accompany you to the hospital"
"Yeah, I know I’m getting my freedom back today, but there’s no need for them to come over. Whenever I see them, it irritates me. Uncle Xin will take me to the hospital later." Li An's beautiful features were tinged with a sense of loneliness after the fall from grace; sorrow quietly welled up in his eyes like a painting and flowed into Li Yi's gaze, stirring waves of intense compassion.
Li An, who had been devastated by heartbreak, could easily bewitch even the sharp-witted Li Yi. It was no wonder that he would move the thick-skinned Xin Zhiming as well.
In recent days, Li An had been holed up in a room upstairs, and his room felt like an unexploded bomb to everyone else; only his mother and brother, who checked on him daily, were exceptions. The one person he saw regularly was Xin Zhiming.
The reason Li An gave everyone for this situation was simple: the only person in the world who genuinely cared for him was Uncle Xin.
It wasn’t surprising that Li An felt this way; when Xin Zhiming visited Li An, he saw a once-vibrant and charming young man now lying on his bed with one leg injured, looking haggard and pale, completely dejected, with red-rimmed eyes. If not for Li An’s restraint, he would have gone to confront Gu Xiaobei that very moment.
"There are actually mothers like this in the world. I had already told Brother Nan not to marry this woman, and now look—this has even affected his child!" Xian Zhiming gritted his teeth with anger.
Lǐ n sighed despondently: "Uncle Xian, the whole world is against me now. My dad, my mom, and my brother all teamed up to deceive and bully me. The scoundrels downstairs even came over to my house deliberately to provoke me by jumping around and making a huge mess—what kind of life am I living"
"Hmm, these little rascals—they’ll pay for this. I’m going down right now to get rid of them." Xian Zhiming rolled up his sleeves; he wouldn’t dare do anything to Gu Xiaobei, but decided to take out his anger on Ming Zixi and Shao Junhe downstairs.
"No, Uncle Xian! They’re my parents’ guests right now. Please don’t bother them!" Lǐ n grabbed onto Xian Zhiming’s arm.
“What can I do Can I just let them keep provoking you” Xian Zhiming’s eyes shot daggers at the scoundrels downstairs, filled with righteous indignation.
"Uncle Xian, we shouldn’t concern ourselves with these guys. We may not be able to stand up to them, but can we afford to hide from them If I’m not around anymore, they’ll have no one left to provoke and will eventually leave on their own. Right now, I’ll tell someone to pack my things and stay at a hotel for a while." Lǐ n got to his feet solemnly.
"You brat with an injured leg—what are you staying in a hotel for If your mom isn’t going to take care of you, then I will. Come on, go live at my house with me," Xian Zhiming waved his hand generously and decisively.
In this way, Lǐ n smoothly moved into Xian Zhiming’s home to recuperate.
For over twenty years, Lǐ n had always categorized everything in his world into two types: what he wanted and what he didn’t want. He would seize what he desired and destroy what he despised.
Yán Luoxi originally belonged to the former category, but after her repeated provocations along with Zhou Guangtao’s taunts, Lǐ n now firmly placed her in the latter.sleep and didn't feel afraid."She did not want to tell Zhou Guangtao about her encounter with Li An or that she hadn’t come home all night, fearing it might cause unnecessary misunderstandings and wor...