C60 The Obsession of Pursuit

The sea of flowers that had once been as beautiful as a fairyland began to be swallowed up by the darkness as Gu Shaochen's shadow disappeared. A dark wind began to blow.

The endless darkness swallowed her, everything spun around her, and she was frightened, she was afraid, she was trembling... The sounds of reproach, the sound of angry cursing, entered her ears, and for a moment she could hear the sound of a child crying, a sound like a mad whip, whipping her body, and dripping her blood.

Pain assaulted her entire body.

Turning abruptly, she saw a dark shadow standing not far behind her, and her eyes widened in fear as she looked at the blood-red eye. It was approaching her, step by step, as if it were going to devour her.

"Ling Muxue, you have to pay the price for everything you have done. Don't even think about escaping from me in this lifetime. I will torture you for the rest of your life!" The devil's voice was like a magic spell that surrounded her, haunting her.

...""

"No..."

Ling Muxue suddenly opened her eyes. The dazzling light made her unable to get used to it and her pupils shrank.

"Xue'er, you're awake. Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Xiao Qinghan looked at her with unconcealable worry in his eyes.

All the coldness and indifference on his face had already faded. He had been taking care of her for days without any rest, making his handsome face look a little tired and desolate.

He was looking at her now with such tenderness that she seemed to see water in his eyes, which were turning from cold to deep, rolling with such intense emotion that they were like the sea under a bright starry sky, and with such stunning beauty.

However, she could feel the deep love, pain, and sadness that was almost unnoticeable from his eyes.

When he heard her call out his name in a daze, he knew that she was dreaming of him. For a moment, he really wished that he was deaf, blind, unable to hear anything, unable to see anything.

Ling Muxue looked at him. The pain from the darkness of her dream seemed to still linger in Ling Muxue's head. Her eyes were empty as she looked at Xiao Qinghan. Her glassy eyes were dim, as if she could see the ceiling through his body.

"Xue'er! Xue'er..." Xiao Qinghan kept holding her shoulder and calling her name, but Ling Muxue acted as if she didn't hear a single word. She was completely motionless and seemed to be looking at him, but Xiao Qinghan could not meet her eyes.

Xiao Qinghan's heart skipped a beat, and he roared at the door, "Doctor!"

Not long after, a group of doctors and nurses rushed in and felt Xiao Qinghan's anger. The murderous look in his eyes seemed to want to swallow her whole. The old doctor trembled as he checked Ling Muxue's body.

"Xiao... Xiao, this lady is out of danger, and the rest of the drug in her body has been removed. All she needs to do now is to rest and recover for a while." The old doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, not daring to look at Xiao Qinghan's eyes at all.

"Then why doesn't she move?" The old doctor said angrily, causing the entire ward to become suffocatingly oppressive.

"It... it should be... her nerves have been greatly stimulated, so... so she hasn't recovered yet, but... you just need to let her relax and take care of herself, and she'll recover very quickly!" It was as if the old doctor was using his life to finish the sentence.

"Her nerves have received a shock?" His dark eyes focused with a hint of hostility.

"Yes! Perhaps this young lady saw or experienced something she could not bear."

Xiao Qinghan turned his eyes to look at Ling Muxue, who was lying on the sickbed with her eyes still staring blankly at the ceiling. His sharp eyebrows were tightly knitted, and a cold wind was blowing.

When he thought about how she had been mumbling his name in pain while she was unconscious, he knew that only Gu Shaochen's departure could cause her such pain.

"Get lost!"

The group of doctors and nurses left the ward as if they had just been pardoned.

Xiao Qinghan stood by the side and looked sideways at Ling Muxue, who was lying on the bed like a block of wood. His hands were clenched tightly, and his veins were exposed. His deep and dark eyes reflected a pain that pierced into his heart.

Immediately after, a tall figure enveloped Ling Muxue.

"Why? Why can't you forget him? Why?" His hoarse voice was filled with helplessness and pain. "What are you going to do to forget him? How am I inferior to Gu Shaochen? Why haven't you forgotten him yet? Why?"

Ling Muxue laid on the bed as if she did not hear anything. She just stared at him blankly.

There was a place in the world where he could not reach with all his might, and that was her heart, and the happiness he could not give her with all his might, and the happiness he wanted to give her, but he knew that she would never accept it.

He buried his head in her neck and sighed helplessly.

She had made him feel the warm presence of the cold world. It had been like fireworks in the night, stopping at the most glorious moment, reflecting into his cold world, and that brilliant moment had been the obsession of his life.

...

"Qinghan, you finally have the heart to call me. You haven't come looking for me for more than a month!" Yue Liuli twisted her slender waist and walked towards Xiao Qinghan. Beneath the veil, the waves were faintly visible, and every step was filled with the temptation of desire.

The handsome man was sitting on the leather sofa with his legs crossed and a cigar between his fingers, and now and then he would put it to his thin lips and inhale deeply, and the smoke would linger around him, framing his handsome features and giving off a suffocating, intoxicating smell.

He just sat there without saying a word, but with an invisible pressure.

Yue Liuli looked at him and couldn't help but feel her heart beat wildly. It had been more than a month since she had last seen him, and her longing was surging like a tidal wave. Even though she was afraid to look at him now, the strong desire to get close to him overcame the fear in her heart.

Yue Liuli boldly sat on Xiao Qinghan's body. Her soft and boneless arm wrapped around his neck and her eyes were like silk. She reached out her hand to pull out the cigar smoke from Xiao Qinghan's right finger and placed it between her fingers. Then she gently put it into her mouth, took a deep breath, and exhaled.

He looked at Xiao Qinghan seductively and said in a coquettish voice, "Qinghan, do you miss me? I miss you too."

She had not seen Xiao Qinghan since the end of the banquet that day. It was as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth in a dozen days. What made her even more furious was that she had given Ling Muxue a medium dose of medicine, but she was not on Bald Ceo.

In the end, she was saved by Xiao Qinghan. When she saw him carrying Ling Muxue, his expression was one of panic and anxiety. She understood that Ling Muxue and Xiao Qinghan really knew each other. It seemed that the relationship between the two of them was not ordinary. A strong sense of danger wrapped around her like a vine. Xiao Qinghan was hers, and no one could take him away.