novelraw Chapter 316: Even Just a Glance at You from Afar
Chapter 316: Even Just a Glance at You from Afar
Chapter 316: Even Just a Glance at You from AfarIn an instant.
Under the stunned gazes of everyone in the carriage.
Lynn pressed down on his top hat, raised his head, and amidst the speeding train, he suddenly leaped out of the window.
"Big Brother!!"
Bai Yi, braving the fierce wind, rushed to the window in shock.
The passengers in the train also abruptly stood up, their faces pale as they watched the scene.
"Quick! Quick, tell the conductor!! Someone jumped off the train!!"
The people around grew frantic.
Because this was the train's acceleration period;
if he jumped from here and got dragged under the train, there was basically no chance of survival!
But just as the pale-faced passengers inside the carriage strained to look outside, trying to find his figure...Whoosh—
In an instant, right before the passengers' eyes, a tentacle shot out and instantly adhered to the outer edge of the train. Under the powerful pull of the locomotive, the tentacle abruptly snapped taut. Lynn's dark figure was flung forward like a bullet.
Fierce winds howled around him.
His figure streaked past like lightning, crossing the line of sight of every passenger in the carriage.
They could even see the sharply defined, grave face beneath the flying robes, the pair of pitch-black eyes beneath his hairline.
And those wildly dancing tentacles!
"That... what exactly is that..." The crowd's faces were deathly pale.
And the next moment, Lynn flipped up onto the roof of the speeding train.
His expression was intensely focused. Tentacles shot out one after another, continuously adhering to the train, using the immense pull to launch him forward again and again.
He pushed his speed to the absolute limit he could withstand.
Under the tremendous pulling force, he soon overtook the locomotive. Using the utility poles along the railway, he swiftly switched into his Night Doctor gear, activated his boots' skill, and catapulted forward at his maximum speed.
No matter what!
Let me see them!
Even if it's just one glance!
Images of his parents continuously flashed in his eyes, scenes from the past dozen years flickering one after another.
Ever since falling into the Dark World, he had been constantly thinking, constantly yearning.
He tried hard to adapt to that terrifying environment, he tried hard to get used to the lifestyle of evil ghosts, but no matter how accustomed he became, that place was still not his home!
So he never stopped thinking of you all...
He was only fifteen when he left...
A wanderer far from home.
An unfamiliar environment.
He never stopped thinking of returning.
Returning home!
Lynn pushed his speed to the absolute extreme.
He leaped off the railway tracks, jumped down onto the adjacent highway, landing heavily on a truck, then moved along the dense traffic, leaping from one vehicle to another.
Gritting his teeth, the flailing of numerous tentacles made him look almost like a monster.
He could see the terrified expressions of the drivers on the road when they spotted him, and he knew what kind of panic his current appearance would cause people.
But he couldn't care anymore.
Ten minutes!
Eight minutes!
Five minutes!
And finally, with three minutes left, he finally saw the entrance to that county town.
His gaze grew urgent.
He abruptly retracted his tentacles, gritting his teeth, charging into that city at his fastest speed.
Running hard, running without stop.
Through bustling crowds, through busy intersections teeming with traffic.
And the flickering of his body grew faster and faster! Faster and faster.
But he was getting close!
Closer!
He saw the familiar street, saw the familiar road signs, saw that hometown that he could only recall in dreams...
Daddy!!
Gritting his teeth, his eyes were already bloodshot. The continuously flickering, fragmenting image of his body made him keenly feel the call from hell.
It was the summons of darkness, an ominous sign meant to drag evil ghosts into hell!
No matter what... no matter what...
He must...
He forcefully vaulted over a railing, his gaze fixed dead ahead on that street growing ever nearer.
Mommy!!
Boom—
In that moment, he heard the howl of the wind in his ears, heard the screech of emergency brakes and blaring horns, heard the panicked shouts coming from behind.
A crimson line of blood splashed across the sky. His pupils dilated slightly, his body like a kite with a severed string, sent flying over a dozen meters by the impact of the vehicle amidst the spilled blood, leaving a long, bloody trail on the road.
The heavy screech of brakes.
The school bus driver sat pale-faced in the driver's seat, trembling as he stared at the figure of the young man who had been sent flying.
An accident!
The school bus's emergency door opened. High school students rushed out trembling. Dozens of students on their way to exams immediately sprinted toward the figure lying in the pool of blood.
"Quick! Quick, call an ambulance!"
"He suddenly dashed over, this really isn't my fault!"
"Now's not the time for that, call 120, hurry!"
The clamor of voices, the urgency of the crowd.
But they were just a group of high school students;
where had they ever seen such a bloody, mangled scene? They were completely panicked in that moment.
And right then, a girl's voice came from within the crowd.
"I've studied medical care for a while. Don't touch him, or you might cause secondary injuries."
"Leave it to me."
Pushing through the crowd, a long-haired girl in a school uniform knelt beside him. Her dark eyes reflected the young man lying in the pool of blood.
She reached out toward his bloodied cheek in the puddle.
But the moment she touched it, it was as if struck by an electric current. Her pupils suddenly dilated, countless unfamiliar images rapidly flashing through her mind.
Like some indescribable resonance.
And in that very moment.
Slap—
That blood-soaked hand grabbed her wrist as she touched his cheek.
Everyone around instinctively took a step back, their faces pale.
He was alive!
He was actually still alive!
Under the girl's stunned gaze, Lynn in the blood pool slowly, awkwardly propped himself up and climbed to his feet. He turned his head, and the girl's eyes also reflected his blood-stained, grave face.
In that moment, she moved her lips in a daze, but couldn't utter a single word.
A fierce wind howled, blowing through her hair.
She saw that face clearly, saw those eyes as dark as night.
They...
were surprisingly, strikingly similar...
But without a single word, his eyes seemed to hold some kind of obsession that had to be fulfilled. He didn't even glance at the people around him, abruptly climbing up from the blood pool, his entire body twisted as he raised his head and ran toward that street ahead.
Even after being hit by a car and sent flying over a dozen meters.
Even after losing so much blood.
It was as if nothing had happened to him, as if his body was an immortal existence.
The pale-faced crowd around made way for him. The girl stared blankly at that constantly running figure receding into the distance. And that direction... was the familiar street she had lived on for seventeen years.
At the end of that street...
was her home.
"Lin Ying... that person seems to be..."
The girl murmured dazedly:
"Very much like you..."