50《A Wounded Heart》

Is there any other option? Like not choosing both?

Before I could make my choice, the door was smashed.

Door "..."

Door: What's my fault? Isn't it a pity for me? You think I'm emotionless because I can't react, I'm the most pathetic character in the series, whereas *cries*

Ye Qin was standing at the door with his eyes covered in blood. He walked in while looking at me and Ayuan above me.

I can't look into your eyes.

It's so scary.

And why do I feel like someone caught cheating on her husband?!

And why do I have a guilty feeling?!

Stop one! Here I am the victim!!!

I mustered my strength and tried to get out of bed.

I never thought that getting out of bed would one day be this hard for me. Fortunately, the drug was losing its effect. A tight arm grabbed my arm as I pulled back my pants, pulling me away from Ayuan.

As I was about to punch Ayuan, my brother grabbed him.

He turned his terrible eyes on me. But he wasn't looking at me the way he was looking at Ayuan.

He was looking at me helplessly as he stared at Ayuan as if he wanted to kill them right there.

I'm lost in your eyes.

He looked like he wanted to say 'don't stop me'. He didn't want me to stop him from hitting Ayuan.

But I couldn't allow that. I tricked Ayuan. For this reason, these events have taken place now, and I, the chief culprit of this event, would take the responsibility for this time.

But my main reason was that Ayuan had a medicine strong enough to stop me and hinder my powers. If he uses this drug for revenge in the future...

In order to prevent that future, I had to prevent it now.

"Don't hit him," I said, shaking my head and refusing. Ayuan looked at me in mild surprise. He didn't expect me to defend him in this situation.

I grabbed Ye Qin's hand. His hands were shaking.

out of anger.

"Calm down bro"

He looked down and tried to calm down. His distressed expression was fighting, struggling for self-control like a wild wolf about to rage.

I've never seen him this angry before. I've never seen him show his emotions like this before.

It was as if there was an illusion before my eyes. A very dangerous huge wolf was injured. He was licking his wound alone. Miserable and lonely.

I felt like a huge rock was sitting on my heart.

I wanted to talk but I couldn't.

I wanted to explain to him.

I wanted to comfort him.

I wanted to hug him, pull him out of his loneliness and bandage his wound.

But I could not.

-To be continued-