Chapter 2040 - 486: His Brilliance Has Only Just Begun (Part 4)
The harsher the reality, the richer the ideal, the more her heart is torn apart.
Day and night, she immersed herself in fantasies, terrified of reality, afraid of her tragic failures; only by drowning in endless fantasies could she breathe each cubic inch of air.
A shadow fell before her eyes, she lifted her head stiffly, her vacant eyes staring at the young girl standing before her in her prime.
Merely memories from two years ago seemed like events from a previous life to her; she struggled to scrape together fragments of her recollection of the girl’s appearance.
Compared to two years ago, she had grown even more beautiful and charming; she bore no resemblance to her mother; Ji Lanyi was an overwhelmingly stunning woman, making her feel inferior in her presence.
But she, like gentle jade under moonlight, embodied restraint and warmth, making one feel comfortable just looking at her.
She wanted to smile, but realized she had forgotten how.
Yun Ya silently observed the woman before her, Kang Jinse remarked self-mockingly: "I must look terrifying right now."
"You’re free now," Yun Ya said nonchalantly.
Kang Jinse felt neither joy nor excitement.
"Actually, you haven’t done anything wrong; getting to this point was fate’s orchestration. Go now; I will arrange for your life so you can enjoy your final years peacefully." Yun Ya turned to leave.
Suddenly, Kang Jinse collapsed to the ground, rolling around in agony.
She crawled to Yun Ya’s feet, her withered hands clutching her dress tightly, her lips parted widely, emitting indistinct and hoarse sounds.
Her drug addiction had taken hold.
Yun Ya understood; she begged to be killed.
I’ve lived enough, truly enough, even if you give me riches, I don’t want them, this life has been truly exhausting...
"I don’t wish to stain my hands with your blood to fulfill your wish." Yun Ya withdrew her skirt, her eyes devoid of any warmth, and turned to leave.
Kang Jinse curled up her body, rolling on the ground; her skin swelled with purple bruises, despair flashed in her eyes as she stared at the wall, suddenly scrambled up, and resolutely charged at it.
"Bang." A thunderous sound.
She smiled, gazing at the half moon hanging in the sky, a relieved smile tugging at her lips.
Crumpled to the ground.
Yun Shen, oh Yun Shen, you ruined me in this life, if there is a next life, I never want to meet you...
Yun Ya closed her eyes, "Bury her."
On the hospital bed, lay a pale and weak woman.
Her skin was so pale it was almost transparent, fragile like bubbles in the sunlight, ready to burst upon the slightest touch.
Tubes of various sizes inserted into her body continued her existence; the faint sound of her breathing testified to her being alive.
Kang Jinxian slowly opened her eyes, her gaze dulled and faded from countless battles with death, numb and bleak.
She struggled to clearly see the young girl standing by the hospital bed—gentle, beautiful, lively, painfully bright to her eyes.
That dormant heart surged again.
Bony pale hands clutched the blanket tightly.
"Ji... Yun Ya." Her mouth formed weak sounds; Yun Ya however detected a hint of gritting teeth.
Yun Ya slowly smiled, "Aunt Ah Xian, it’s been a while."
Aunt Ah Xian was fine; she, however, was miserable.
Her leukemia forcibly returned, barely surviving after almost dying; she realized she didn’t want to die, thus she desperately fought to live, but later discovered, when she wished to die, even staying alive became a guilt.
That person wouldn’t let her die, insisting she survive, and suffer through life.
Because dying was too simple and cheap for her...
She widened her eyes, glaring fiercely, but found her current behavior ridiculously comical; she teetered on the edge, ready to die anytime, with no energy left to resent anyone.
Moreover, during uneventful times over the past two years, reflecting on her life, she could not escape the word greed; she craved wealth, love, status, but all her desires were unearned, no matter how hard she tried, they would never belong to her.
All tragedy stemmed from that salted pig hand of the neighbor uncle at just nine years old, becoming the lingering nightmare for her lifetime; she thought it was from then the Devil began residing in her heart.
Later, enamored by that man’s tenderness due to a father complex; she realized she didn’t love Yun Shen, but lacked security, simply looking for a tender mature man to fill the void in her heart.