Some people might not be able to understand all of this. Some people might call him a hypocrite.
But Yeh Luo accepted it all.
He had no words to judge anything. He could not say it, nor did he want to say it.
Just like now.
At night.
In a villa overseas, Du Lingshuang was lying in her room, reading a book. She was wearing a hollowed-out nightgown, her long, pale legs crossed, exuding the allure of a mature woman.
Thunder rumbled in the sky and a storm came.
Bean-sized raindrops splashed on the ground.
It was winter in the country.
Here, it was spring all year round!
In the dark night.
The lights in Du Lingshuang's villa were on, illuminating the beach.
Under the dim light, in the storm, a man was running with a woman in his arms. The man's face was wet with tears or rainwater. He was bare-chested and his clothes were covering the woman's body.
The man ran through the storm and arrived outside Du Lingshuang's villa. He fell to the ground with a thud and knelt on the beach. His body was soaked and he looked anxious.
"Du Lingshuang," the man roared.
Thunder rumbled in the air, drowning out his voice.
Inside the villa, in her room. Du Lingshuang was still wearing her hollowed-out nightgown and headphones. She was reading and listening to music. Her quiet appearance was breathtakingly beautiful. But she did not hear the shouts outside. Only the continuous thunder reached her ears.
Bang!
Just then, the lights in the villa's courtyard were turned on.
Then, a middle-aged woman dressed like a housekeeper ran out of the house with a broom. The middle-aged woman opened the door to the courtyard and was surprised to see the person kneeling outside. She said, "You … you're Yeh Luo?"
"Aunt Song, where's Du Lingshuang?" Yeh Luo shouted.
Yeh Luo knew this middle-aged woman. She was Du Lingshuang's housekeeper, Aunt Song.
When Aunt Song heard Yeh Luo, she quickly said, "Miss is reading in her room. What's wrong, Yeh Luo?"
"Hurry and call her," Yeh Luo said anxiously.
Aunt Song had never seen Yeh Luo so anxious. She immediately ran to the villa with the broom.
Du Lingshuang was reading when someone knocked on the door of her boudoir.
"Miss," Aunt Song shouted.
Du Lingshuang took off her headphones and stroked her long hair. "Come in."
Aunt Song pushed the door open and saw Du Lingshuang on the bed. Aunt Song quickly said, "Miss, Yeh Luo is here. He's carrying a woman. He looks anxious. You should go out and take a look."
Hearing Aunt Song's words, Du Lingshuang said without turning her head, "Tell him to leave. I can't save that woman."
"This …" Aunt Song was slightly taken aback.
Du Lingshuang put on her headphones again and listened to the song. She slightly increased the volume.
Aunt Song sighed, then closed the door and walked out.
"Yeh Luo, Young Miss said she can't save the woman you're holding. She asked you to leave," Auntie Song said as they arrived outside the door.
Yeh Luo panicked.
Lowering his head to look at Chen Bing in his arms, Yeh Luo roared, "Damn it, why don't you ask Du Lingshuang if her heart is made of stone? I have something urgent to talk to her about. She won't come out, right? I'll go in and find her. "
Having said that, Yeh Luo stood up and rushed through the door with Chen Bing in his arms.
Just as he rushed in, a wall of air suddenly appeared due to Yeh Luo's impact. The entire villa was surrounded by the wall of air.
Yeh Luo almost fell to the ground. He shouted, "Auntie Song, ask her to come out. I don't have time."
Auntie Song looked at Yeh Luo's anxious expression and hesitated. Then, she turned around and walked back into the villa. She knocked on Du Lingshuang's door again. "Miss, why don't you go out and take a look? Yeh Luo is really anxious. If you don't go, he'll hate you for the rest of his life. "
"I said I can't save her. Ask him to leave." Du Lingshuang's voice came from inside the room.
Auntie Song fell silent and walked out again.
"Yeh Luo, Young Miss doesn't want to see you. You should go back," Auntie Song said as she looked at Yeh Luo, who was kneeling in the rain.
"She doesn't want to see me? She does it every time. "
Yeh Luo stood up and carried Chen Bing in his arms. He shouted, "Du Lingshuang, I'm begging you, alright? I've never begged you in my entire life. I'm begging you this time, alright? Madam, please help me just this once. "
The rain continued to fall. Yeh Luo's face was filled with an unprecedented sense of anxiety.
Auntie Song felt helpless. She walked over and held the umbrella over Yeh Luo's head.
In the room, Du Lingshuang had already removed her earphones and was listening to the shouting outside.
"Du Lingshuang, what's wrong with helping me just this once? I promise that I won't disturb you again. I'll call you Madam, "Yeh Luo's voice continued to ring out.
"Young Miss, please help him just this once," Auntie Song shouted from outside.
Du Lingshuang furrowed her pretty brows and put down the book in her hands.
Amidst the heavy rain, Yeh Luo pressed on Chen Bing's wound. Her blood continued to gush out. Even though Yeh Luo had treated her wound, it did not have much effect.
As she ran, her breathing became weaker and her complexion became more and more ugly.
Yeh Luo was afraid that she would not be able to save her. At this moment, she was about to go crazy.
"Chen Bing, hang in there a little longer. Hang in there a little longer," Yeh Luo muttered to herself as she lowered her head and looked at Chen Bing in her arms.
Yeh Luo did not believe that Du Lingshuang would really leave her in the lurch. He stood outside the villa and continued to shout. "Du Lingshuang, come out now. Come out now. If you don't, I'll hate you for the rest of my life. Come out now, Du Lingshuang, I'll kneel before you."
Yeh Luo knelt on the ground again. He lowered his head and his shoulders shook uncontrollably. His tears mixed with the rainwater hit the ground.
"Yeh Luo." Auntie Song wiped the corners of her eyes when she saw Yeh Luo's pained expression.
"Du Lingshuang, I beg you," Yeh Luo shouted again.
The thunder rumbled and the rain grew heavier. A pool of blood mixed with the rainwater on the ground and flowed towards the sea.
Yeh Luo was in complete despair. He looked like he was about to break down.
Amidst the heavy rain, soft footsteps could be heard. Yeh Luo slowly raised his head. A tall and slender woman appeared in his line of sight. She was wearing a short skirt and high-heeled sandals. She held an umbrella and stood in front of him.
Seeing her, Yeh Luo cried out in agitation, "Du Lingshuang, Senior Sister, quick, save her. Quick, save her."
Yeh Luo screamed frantically at Du Lingshuang.
Du Lingshuang quietly looked at Chen Bing in Yeh Luo's arms and said, "Yeh Luo, since you couldn't let her go, why did you stab her three times? Why did you have to do this? "
"I hate you!" Yeh Luo roared. His entire body curled up in agony.
Yeh Luo raised his head and looked at Du Lingshuang, "Senior Sister, I'm begging you, please save her. I'm really begging you this time, I have nowhere else to go."
Du Lingshuang pursed her lips.
With a wave of her right hand, the wall of air surrounding the courtyard disappeared. Du Lingshuang said, "Carry her in."
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