Chapter 292: Love Me Once More
Before Zhu Yuan could speak, he gripped her hand, trembling involuntarily, and said in a tight voice, "It doesn't matter if you don't miss me; I miss you very much."
The scent of blood on him grew heavier, and his lips grew paler, making his crimson eyes look startlingly red.
"Yuanyuan, I miss you so much."
Zhu Yuan's fingers were interlaced with his, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not break free from him.
The surging emotions and the rushing blood made her almost unable to cope, and combined with the pungent smell of blood on him, she felt dizzy and lightheaded, her body swaying as if she had suddenly lost all strength.
The moment she became unsteady, Sheng Yu collapsed to the ground, powerless.
Zhu Yuan was dragged down with him, a tear sliding from the corner of her eye, and as a steady force landed on her shoulder, Pei Ling held her so she wouldn't fall with him.
Sheng Yu lay on the ground, his entire face drained of color.
The hand that had grabbed Zhu Yuan remained tightly clenched, not letting go even after he lost consciousness.
Pei Ling signaled for the Bodyguards to step forward and pry Sheng Yu's hand open, but Sheng Yu gripped it so tightly that even the combined strength of two Bodyguards couldn't open it, only succeeding in chafing Zhu Yuan's hand red.
Seeing Zhu Yuan's hand turn red, Pei Ling immediately called for them to stop.
Looking at Zhu Yuan's distraught face, he nodded slightly and said coldly, "Carry him inside."
If he had truly wanted Sheng Yu's life, he would have ordered someone to shoot him dead on the Ancient Street.
Had he known he would find this place, he might as well have just killed him.
There was still a chance for him to seek attention in front of Yuanyuan.
Someone who could fight his way through his Bodyguards was so fragile in front of Yuanyuan.
Hmph, shameless.
Two Bodyguards worked together to help Sheng Yu up; the man's hair was dampened with sweat, his face had several bruises, blood stained the corners of his mouth, his complexion was pale, and his head hung low, yet one hand still clutched Zhu Yuan.
Pei Ling did not let go of Zhu Yuan's hand either.
As the Bodyguards helped Sheng Yu into the house, Zhu Yuan was forced to follow inside, her hand held by two men.
While the doctor was examining the various wounds on Sheng Yu's body, Pei Ling saw that Zhu Yuan's face was becoming increasingly pale, knowing that her pregnancy made her sensitive to smells.
He frowned slightly, stood beside her, and raised his hand, his broad palm covering her nose while also shielding her eyes.
He reached out to grab a stool nearby and pressed on her shoulder, signaling her to sit.
Although Zhu Yuan's eyes were covered and she couldn't smell the blood as clearly, she heard the sound of the doctor using scissors to cut through Sheng Yu's shirt; her hand resting on her thigh clenched tightly, her nose stung, and her breathing became rapid.
Pei Ling shot a sharp look at the doctor, who felt a chill down his neck; the doctor looked back, understood, and moved much more quietly while cutting the clothes.
Finally, the doctor applied Medicine to Sheng Yu; there was a deep laceration on his waist and abdomen, and a knife wound on his left thigh.
Pei Ling glanced over, heard the sound of Pei Li returning, and looked back; Pei Li's right arm was fractured and bleeding, and according to his report, all the Bodyguards who had intercepted Sheng Yu on the Ancient Street were injured.
Sheng Yu had fought his way out, disregarding his own life.
With his physical stamina overloaded, it was no wonder he had fainted.
It wasn't an act.
"Get out," Pei Ling said, glancing at him.
The smell of blood from one Sheng was enough; if Pei Li came in too, Zhu Yuan would surely faint from the stench.
Pei Ling had the doctor throw away Sheng Yu's blood-stained clothes.
He also released his hand from Zhu Yuan's face.
Watching Sheng Yu lying there with his chest bare and several layers of gauze wrapped around his waist and abdomen, Zhu Yuan suddenly gritted her teeth, her beautiful face expressionless.
Pei Li returned to the doorway, looked at the scene of the three people inside, and hesitated, "Second Master, there is a call from Jingdu City; there is an urgent matter that requires your attention."
Pei Ling lowered his head, his gaze dark as he looked at Zhu Yuan's hand, which was still tightly gripped by Sheng Yu, his expression unreadable; after a moment, he turned and left the room.
In the pin-drop silence of the room, Zhu Yuan sat quietly for a while before slowly raising her eyes to look at Sheng Yu's face.
He had lost some weight, and his features were sharper; perhaps due to poor sleep, there were faint dark circles under his eyes.
She didn't know how long she had been watching when she heard the rooster at the neighbor's grandmother's house crowing.
Her eyes grew slightly hot, and she quickly looked away.
Looking at their tightly clasped hands, she tried to pull her hand away again.
To her surprise, the moment she moved, the man gripped it even tighter.
Zhu Yuan's heart tightened, and she looked up to meet Sheng Yu's deep, dark eyes.
The hurt, grievance, and anger in his eyes were intertwined; his bloodshot eyes stared at her unblinkingly, leaving her unable to move, sitting stiffly on the chair.
"Yuanyuan, don't go," his low, hoarse voice was stained with the scent of blood.
Zhu Yuan's eyes grew even hotter; she pressed her tongue against her palate to suppress her surging emotions, and the suffocating tightness in her chest made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Just then, her lower abdomen hardened slightly—it was a Braxton Hicks contraction.
She gently placed one hand on her lower abdomen, mouth slightly open, taking deep breaths to calm herself down.
But the moment he saw her movement, Sheng Yu's eyes turned red, "Yuanyuan."
Zhu Yuan's tears fell uncontrollably the moment he spoke, and she looked at him with resentment, "Why did you have to show up!"
Why did he have to appear after she had seen those news reports!
Was he trying to slice her heart open over and over again?
She breathed rapidly, her lower abdomen tight and uncomfortable, and she used all her strength to pull her hand away.
No matter how tightly Sheng Yu gripped, she gritted her teeth and pried his fingers open one by one.
Her slender fingers turned white from the tension; the tighter Sheng Yu gripped, the more force she had to use to pry them, and the more painful it was.
Yet she ignored it all, tears falling like a broken dam, determined to break free from his shackles even if it killed her.
Seeing her hand turn red from the force of their struggle, with tiny red blood spots appearing beneath her translucent skin.
Sheng Yu, unable to bear it, finally let her go.
And the moment he released her, Zhu Yuan stood up and walked out.
"Yuanyuan!"
The sound of a chair being knocked over behind him, a thud, and along with the chair falling, Sheng Yu collapsed onto his knees on the floor, and blood quickly seeped through his bandages.
The high and mighty head of the Sheng Group raised his head to look at the woman standing stiffly with her back to him, his eyes filled with despair, "Yuanyuan, please don't cast me aside."
"... I beg you."
The moment Zhu Yuan turned around and saw the wounds on his body had burst open, with blood already soaking through the bandages, her heart tightened violently and her vision went black, "Sheng Yu, you've lost your mind!"
Sheng Yu scrambled up from the floor in a sorry state and lunged forward to pull her tightly into his arms!
Finally holding her, this sense of fulfillment he could never attain in his dreams instantly filled Sheng Yu's heart.
Scalding tears fell onto her shoulder.
They seeped through the thin fabric and into Zhu Yuan's skin.
It was so hot that she couldn't help but tremble.
Tears filled her eyes.
The moment she moved, Sheng Yu held her even tighter, choking out a humble plea, "Don't leave me behind again. I can fix my old faults, I can change anything, as long as you still love me, please love me one more time... Yuanyuan, I beg you."
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