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The father's eyes flashed with a hint of complex emotions as he slowly walked towards Yun Yan and gently untied her hand from the wind chime, holding it gently in his own hand:
" Yun Yan, the tribe has decided for you to become the sacrifice bride. It's a difficult choice, but it's the only way we can protect the tribe."
Yun Yan's tears flowed uncontrollably, her voice choked with emotion: "Father, if I go back now, will I still be respected by our people?"
Her father's face appeared particularly stern in the glow of the lamp, but his voice attempted to remain calm: "Yes, my child. You will be the guardian of our tribe, and your name will be forever remembered by future generations."
Yun Yan's mother also came over, looking at her daughter with teary eyes: " Yun Yan, your courage will become the light for all of us. Your sacrifice will be the greatest offering for our tribe."
Yun Yan lifted her head, tears reflecting the flickering flames in her eyes: "I... I will face it bravely. But what about Zhang Jin? She doesn't know any of this. Will she accept that we approached her in the first place to make her the sacrifice bride?"
Yun Yan's father nodded, his eyes filled with determination as if preparing for the difficult times ahead:
"We will tell Zhang Jin everything, including your choice and your courage. She should know that you volunteered, and you did it for the future and safety of the tribe."
Yun Yan's eyes revealed a hint of determination: "I don't want her to feel deceived. She should hear the truth from us, even if it breaks her heart."
The mother's voice trembled, but was still full of love: "You are so brave, Yun Yan. Zhang Jin will understand. She will see your determination and sacrifice."
Yun Yan Take a deep breath and muster up the courage, her voice became more resolute: "So, let's wait for her here now. I hope that before she becomes a member of the tribe, she can understand our choice, even if it means she will bear a heavier burden than she originally imagined."
Zhang Jin stayed by the bedside of Han Che for a long time, until she was sure that his breathing had stabilized and his complexion had regained a hint of color.
She gently pulled the blanket up to his shoulders, then quietly left the room.
The night was as dark as ink, with dim starlight, enveloping the entire tribe in a peaceful silence, only occasionally broken by the call of night birds.
Her footsteps were silent, but her thoughts surged like the tide. Zhang Jin sensed the unusual atmosphere in the tribe, but she had yet to understand the reason for it.
When she returned to her residence, she found Yun Yan's parents waiting there, and her intuition told her that something important was about to happen.
The parents of Yun Yan had a serious expression, and their eyes carried an indescribable depth.
Zhang Jin bowed politely and said, "Good evening, Uncle Yun, Aunt Yun. Why are you still not asleep?"
The mother of Yun Yan spoke first, her voice trembling slightly, "Zhang Jin, you have become a part of our tribe. Your bravery and kindness have deeply influenced every one of us."
Zhang Jin was slightly taken aback, unsure of what lay behind the sudden praise: "Thank you, Yumou, I just did what I should do."
The father of Yun Yan took over the conversation, his voice more steady: "Zhang Jin, your actions have earned the respect of the tribe, but now we have something more important to tell you."
Zhang Jin's heart tightened, and she felt the seriousness of the situation: "Please go on, I'm listening."
Yun Yan's father took a deep breath, then slowly delivered this heavy news: "Actually, we intended for you to replace Yun Yan as the sacrifice bride... It was our mistake, and we hope to earn your forgiveness."
Zhang Jin's heart suddenly tightened, a hint of disbelief flashing in her eyes: "You... What did you say?"
Yun Yan's father's eyes revealed a hint of apology: "Yes, Zhang Jin. This is a tradition in our tribe every hundred years, and Yun Yan has ultimately decided to become the sacrifice bride to protect the tribe."
Zhang Jin's hands involuntarily clenched, her voice trembling: "This... this is unfair. Why make such a sacrifice?"
Yun's father had expected Zhang Jin to blame them, but instead, she showed no sign of blame and was even indignant about the sacrifice ritual. He knew how difficult this tradition was for an outsider to accept.
Cloud Father explained in a soft voice, "In our faith, this is the highest glory, a sincere offering to the spirits. But we never expected you to understand or accept this, it is our way, and also our burden."
Zhang Jin took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions, "I... I understand your faith and tradition. But Yun Yan, she is innocent, she is young and has her own dreams and future. This sacrifice is too heavy, it should not be borne."
Mica's eyes also shimmered with tears, and she said softly, "Zhang Jin, you have a kind heart, and your words deeply touched us. But this is Yun Yan's destiny. She hopes to protect all of us in her own way."
Zhang Jin turned to Yun Yan and saw the determination and courage in her eyes, feeling conflicted. " Yun Yan, have you really made up your mind? Are you willing to make such a sacrifice for the tribe?"
Yun Yan nodded gently and her voice was firm and clear: "Yes, Zhang Jin. This is my decision, and it is also my responsibility as a barbarian tribe person."
Zhang Jin looked at Yun Yan, deeply moved in her heart. She knew that Yun Yan's choice was not only brave, but also a sense of responsibility to the tribe.
She slowly reached out her hand, tightly intertwining her fingers with Yun Yan, determination shining in her eyes: "So, I will be by your side until the very end. We will face it together."
Yun Yan looked surprised: "Zhang Jin, what do you mean by this?"
Zhang Jin firmly replied, "I will disguise myself as a bride and go with you. I don't believe in these superstitions. I want to break them and ensure that no more women in the tribe will be sacrificed because of them."
Despite the car accident that left her memories fragmented and many events scattered like pieces that were difficult to piece together, she still vividly remembered coming from a technologically advanced era.
The memory from the future made it difficult for her to accept the ancient tradition of the tribe, which only takes place once every hundred years - the sacrifice of the bride.
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