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The once elegant room was now mercilessly consumed by the flames, which raged fiercely, filling the air with smoke and heat. The scorching temperature was enough to burn one's skin.
However, for Leng Yixuan, this was not the most important thing. What mattered most was that as soon as he entered the room, he saw the beams above him succumbing to the fire, collapsing directly downward. Below them lay his beloved Little One—
“Xin'er!”
The cry of Revealing the Truth echoed loudly, reaching the heavens.
The sorrow in his tone was heart-wrenching, piercing through the air and into the hearts of those who heard it.
Xin'er, who had already been drifting in and out of consciousness, was suddenly jolted awake by that anguished call just as she was about to succumb to darkness.
Her once closed eyelashes fluttered as she slowly regained awareness.
As she opened her eyes, everything around her appeared hazy and indistinct, making it hard for her to see clearly.
Her mind felt like a foggy mess, unable to grasp anything.
Yet, when she focused on a tall figure not far away, a thought tugged at her heart, urging her to muster all her strength to look at the man.
Because this glance might be her last.
So Xin'er concentrated with every ounce of remaining energy, striving to see that tall man.
Gradually, her blurred vision began to clear, and that familiar silhouette emerged vividly within her sight.
As she recognized the familiar man, tears finally overflowed from her eyes, cascading down her cheeks.
“Ah... Xuan, you finally came...”
Xin'er's voice was hoarse, yet her face radiated a brilliant and joyful smile.
That smile, though weak, lit up her cheeks, which were flushed red by the firelight, while her tear-filled eyes sparkled brightly.
In that moment, the girl resembled a blooming blood lotus, exuding an indescribable charm.
At this moment, Xin'er longed to throw herself into the arms of the man before her, to embrace him tightly and pour out all her grievances.
However, it felt as if all her strength had been drained away; she couldn't even muster the energy to move a finger.
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Yet, her tears continued to fall endlessly, like a flood from a broken dam, pouring forth without restraint.
In contrast to the weeping and smiling Xin'er, Leng Yixuan's handsome face was filled with horror.
As he watched the beams above about to collapse, Leng Yixuan could no longer care about anything else. In an instant, he dashed toward Xin'er like lightning, extending his arm to tightly embrace the fallen Little One in his arms.
The moment he held Little One close, Leng Yixuan felt his once-empty heart fill up once more.
Unbeknownst to him, his heart had already been filled by this Little One.
His previously dull life had gained endless joy and color because of the Little One in his arms.
If he were to lose her, he would rather die alongside her!
"Xin'er..."
Holding Little One tightly in his embrace, Leng Yixuan couldn't help but sigh.
Fortunately, she was safe.
Fortunately, she was still in his embrace.
Fortunately, he had arrived just in time.
As long as she was there, he could die right then and there without a care!
Leng Yixuan sighed inwardly.
Xin'er, tightly held in Leng Yixuan's arms, felt an overwhelming sense of joy and relief in her heart!
She had thought she was on the brink of death and would never see this man again, but unexpectedly, he had come for her.
"Xuan... cough cough..."
How wonderful...
Xin'er thought to herself, and then, nestled in the man's embrace, she lifted her tear-filled eyes to gaze intently at his face.
Her feeble little hand slowly reached up, wanting to touch his face.
However, at that moment, a loud crack echoed from above them. The burning beam finally could not hold its weight any longer and came crashing down.
"Xuan!"
Seeing the beam fall, Xin'er’s beautiful eyes widened in shock, her heart racing as if it might leap from her chest.
Yet perhaps due to the overwhelming excitement, the next moment, Xin'er felt everything go dark before her eyes, and she immediately sank into oblivion...
As she looked around, all that surrounded her was an endless expanse of darkness, so thick that she couldn't see her own hand in front of her face.
The blackness felt like an abyss, instilling a deep sense of fear and suffocation within her.
Xin'er found herself alone in this pitch-black place, staring into the void before her, her heart racing with terror.
Where was this place!?
Why was it so dark!?
Had she really died!?
So this is what death feels like—so lonely, so dark, so cold.
But what about Xuan!?
Where was he!?
Xin'er felt a surge of anxiety, her thoughts consumed by Xuan.
At that moment, she wanted to scream, to shout out loud; however, it felt as if something was lodged in her throat. No matter how hard she tried to cry out, not a single sound escaped her lips.
Oh my god!
Had she lost her voice!?
Why couldn't she make a sound!?
As she thought of this, Xin'er felt a surge of psychological fear and unease.
However, at that moment, not far ahead of her, a faint light began to appear.
Seeing this, Xin'er felt a glimmer of hope and immediately quickened her pace toward the source of the light.
As she drew closer to the brightness, a lanky figure gradually came into view.
In the center of that light stood a tall man.
Although the man had his back to the light, obscuring his features, Xin'er recognized him from his silhouette— it was Xuan!
With this realization, Xin'er's heart soared, and she pushed herself to run even faster toward him.
Yet, just as she was only ten steps away from the man, she suddenly heard him call out sharply.
"Xin'er, don't come any closer!"
His words were so cold that they sent a jolt through Xin'er.
Confusion washed over her, and an unsettling thought quickly spread in her mind.
"Xuan, why won't you let me come over!?"
Xin'er spoke up, realizing her voice had returned.
However, at that moment, she felt no joy at all.
Instead, her unease intensified.
She always felt that the person before her, Xuan, was strange.
At this moment, his voice was cold yet ethereal, almost unreal.
It was as if he would disappear at any moment.
Disappear!?
At this thought, Xin'er felt a sharp pang in her heart, as if someone were tightly gripping it with their hand, causing her immense pain.
The pain nearly suffocated her.
Xin'er pressed one hand against her chest, her gaze never leaving the man.
Moreover, her feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they moved closer to him.
No matter how much he tried to stop her, she continued to approach.
Finally, she was only three steps away from him, and she could finally see his face clearly.
When a charred and bloodied visage appeared in Xin'er's line of sight, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, completely stunned.
Her beautiful eyes widened, and her small mouth fell slightly open, filled with disbelief and shock.
"Oh my God! Xuan!"
Xin'er gasped in horror, tears immediately streaming down her face.
Because the man before her was no longer the extraordinarily handsome Xuan she once knew.
The man was burned in multiple places, and his face was a gruesome sight, a horrifying mess of flesh and blood.
It thoroughly frightened Xin'er.
Perhaps sensing her fear, the man couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth into a bitter smile and said, "Xin'er, do I look terrifying? Did I scare you?"
"No, Xuan, not at all..."
Though Xin'er was indeed shaken, she quickly regained her composure. After all, no matter how Xuan had changed, she would never turn her back on him.
As long as they could be together, that was all that mattered.
Thinking this, Xin'er voiced her feelings. "Xuan, no matter how you change, you will always be my Xuan. As long as we can be together forever, I don't care about anything else."
With that, she smiled and reached out to embrace the man tightly, wanting to feel his warmth and presence.
However, she grasped nothing but air!
Oh no!
Xin'er couldn't help but gasp in shock once more.
A deep shock reverberated within her.
Because, wasn't Xuan just in front of her a moment ago!?
Why, why hadn't she been able to hold onto anything!?
Moreover, just now, it seemed like she had passed right through him...
As this thought crossed her mind, a chill surged from Xin'er's feet straight up to the top of her head.
A feeling of fear and unease quickly spread through her heart.
Could it be that Xuan...
No, it couldn't be!
Xin'er was shaken, and then mechanically turned her head, her eyes filled with disbelief as she gazed at the man behind her.
She saw that the man, who had been bloodied and mangled, was slowly turning around.
This time, the bright yellow light fell upon him, illuminating his face.
The once bloodied man had regained his former handsome and charming appearance.
However, this only made Xin'er more terrified.
Because the man's body was gradually fading from her sight, becoming transparent...
"No, Xuan! How could this happen!? No!"
Compared to Xin'er's loud cries and agitation, the man merely smiled faintly, his gaze toward her filled with reluctance and affection.
Red Lips parted lightly as he spoke.
"Xin'er, I'm leaving. You must take good care of yourself..."
His voice was thick with sorrow and unexpressed love.
Moreover, his tone grew increasingly ethereal.
Upon hearing this, a deep sense of fear replaced Xin'er's heart.
Her hands instinctively reached out, desperate to grasp the man's hand and prevent him from leaving.
But it was futile; nothing worked.
Because she could not touch him, she could only watch helplessly as the man before her gradually faded from her sight until he disappeared completely...
"No!" It came out like a flame igniting.
Xin'er cried out, her heartbreaking call evoking deep sympathy in anyone who heard it.
At that moment, Xin'er awakened from the darkness.
Beside her, a familiar voice filled with ecstatic surprise rang out.
"Xin'er, you finally woke up!? Thank heavens, thank the Bodhisattva!"
Xiao Huan, who had been waiting by the bedside, was overwhelmed with joy upon seeing the person who had been unconscious suddenly awaken.
Finally, the heart that had been hanging in suspense was finally set free.
However, Xin'er seemed to have not heard Xiao Huan's words at all.
When she woke up crying, she suddenly sat up from the bed.
Everything in front of her was blurry; when she reached out to touch it, her fingers met only tears.
Slowly lifting her head and looking around, she realized that this room was both strange and familiar. It must be another room in Cold Manor.
But why was she here!?
She was still alive!?
Xin'er was astonished in her heart, and then turned to look out the window.
At that moment, the sun shone brightly outside, the sky was clear for miles, and a gentle breeze blew.
Beside her was the familiar Xiao Huan.
However, apart from Xiao Huan, there was no one else around.
Where was Xuan!?
Where could he be!?
Thinking of this, Xin'er felt a jolt of panic and leaped off the bed.
However, as soon as her feet touched the ground, a chill surged up from her soles inch by inch until it reached the top of her head.
Moreover, it felt as if her strength had been drained in an instant.
So, when Xin'er stepped onto the ground, her body collapsed weakly towards the floor.
Fortunately, Xiao Huan was quick to react. Just as Xin'er was about to fall, she reached out and caught her.
"Xin'er, you just woke up! Where do you think you're going!?"
Seeing Xin'er's anxious expression, Xiao Huan furrowed her brows in concern and asked.
Upon hearing Xiao Huan's words, Xin'er immediately reached out, grasping Xiao Huan's hand tightly as if it were a lifeline in turbulent waters, and anxiously asked,
"Where is Xuan!? Where is he!? How is he doing now? Is he hurt, or...!?"
Xin'er fired off several questions in a flurry of worry and anxiety.
After hearing Xin'er's words, Little Face, who had been worried, suddenly looked sad and stammered, hesitating to speak.
"Um, the master... he..."
Seeing Xiao Huan's hesitant demeanor only heightened Xin'er's anxiety.
Thinking back to that dream she had just experienced, could it be...
As this thought crossed her mind, Xin'er felt a tightness in her chest and a sting in her nose, as if she might break down at any moment.
Still, she clung tightly to Xiao Huan's hand and cried out,
"Take me to him! Please take me to see Xuan! I'm begging you, Xiao Huan!"
Xin'er's tears flowed uncontrollably as she clutched Xiao Huan, pleading desperately.
Her sorrowful appearance, reminiscent of a pear blossom drenched in rain, brought tears to anyone who beheld her.
Seeing this, Xiao Huan couldn't help but cry as well.
After all, she could not bear to see Xin'er in such distress. Thinking about their current situation made her heart ache. Why was heaven tormenting Xin'er and their master like this?
With a heavy heart, Xiao Huan carefully helped Xin'er up from the ground and spoke gently.
"Alright, I will take you to see our master right now."
"Thank you, Xiao Huan..."
Xin'er looked at Xiao Huan with tear-filled eyes and spoke sincerely.
Moreover, she was resolute in her heart that even if Xuan truly died, she would accompany him.
Xuan, I'm coming...
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