novelraw Chapter 150 Crack
Chapter 150 Crack
"After all..." Gu Yanshen paused, "you weren't afraid to die for me, so what else would you be afraid of?"
The sound of tearing fabric reached my ears.
—It was her dress.
"Uncle."
Lu Xiran tried to get up, but her hand was held down firmly with astonishing force, the bones cracking. She winced in pain and struggled—but couldn't budge.
His strength was several times that of hers.
Those arms that once gently embraced her now held her like iron clamps, trapping her in the mattress and making it difficult to even breathe.
"Don't do this..."
Her voice began to tremble.
Gu Yanshen did not answer.
He looked down at her.
Those eyes were no longer the restrained and patient ones she knew, nor the occasional domineering ones; instead, they held a kind of almost insane destruction she had never seen before.
"Didn't you say you were going to stay by my side?"
His voice was terribly hoarse, like a wind blowing up from hell.
Lu Xiran opened her mouth.
"Then you'll have to accept it."
He bent down.
It wasn't a kiss.
It's tearing and biting.
His teeth ground against her collarbone, so hard she could almost hear the sound of her skin tearing. She shuddered in pain and instinctively tried to pull back, but his hands pressed down on her shoulders, pinning her firmly to the bed.
"pain……"
She finally cried out.
He didn't stop.
He seemed not to hear.
It's like—heard it, but didn't care at all.
He wanted her to feel pain.
His hands tore open her dress; the sound of the fabric ripping was particularly jarring in the quiet room. She tried to cover herself, to curl up, but he held her wrists, preventing her from moving.
"Gu Yanshen..."
Her voice was trembling with tears.
He still didn't stop.
His movements were devoid of any of their former gentleness. There was no foreplay, no caresses, no of those tender moments that would make her succumb. He simply wanted her, in a way that was almost cruel.
pain.
It really hurts.
Lu Xiran bit her lip, tears streaming down her face.
She looked at his face.
The face she had loved for three years was now as cold as ice. It was expressionless, devoid of warmth, only displaying an almost numb indifference.
He was looking at her.
Look at her tears, look at her body curled up in pain, look at the bloodstains on her lips.
But he didn't stop.
She began to feel afraid.
I'm really scared.
"This is the real me."
His voice came from above, as cold as ice.
"The Gu Yanshen you love is the one who's pretending. Do you still dare to love this one?"
She did not answer.
Because she could no longer speak.
His was even more brutal than before.
He no longer cared about her feelings; all he wanted was possession, plunder, and a near-self-destructive outburst, carrying a ruthless desire to shatter them both.
Lu Xiran's body was trembling.
He was like a wild beast.
She was his prey.
Her voice was broken and choked with sobs.
"You...you're hurting me..."
He finally stopped.
He looked down at her.
Looking at her face covered in tears, at her bitten lips, at the genuine fear in her eyes.
Then he laughed.
The smile was very faint, as if it were a joke.
"pain?"
He lifted her chin with his hand, forcing her to look at him.
"Is this what you call pain?"
His voice was soft, yet it was more chilling than any roar.
He didn't stop.
Each time it got more ruthless than the last.
Even more ruthless than before.
He wanted her to remember tonight.
Remember this pain.
Remember this fear.
Lu Xiran bit her lip, trying not to cry out. But tears streamed down her face, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
She wanted to beg him to stop.
But she knew that pleading would be useless.
In the darkness, only her suppressed sobs and his heavy breathing could be heard.
Lu Xiran is unable to move.
She was really hurt.
It wasn't the kind of pain you might whine about; it was a real, dull ache that came from deep within your body. Every inch of her skin screamed, every bone protested, but she didn't even have the strength to curl up.
It seemed as if all the tears had been shed.
Her eyes were so dry and painful, but she couldn't cry anymore.
She lay there like that, like an empty shell.
Gu Yanshen was already up, sitting on the sofa, far from the bed, as far as if separated by an entire galaxy. Moonlight leaked in through the gaps in the curtains, falling on his profile and dividing his features into light and shadow.
Lu Xiran knew he was there.
But she refused to turn around.
He didn't have the strength to turn around.
She simply had her back to him.
Gu Yanshen saw her move.
He stood up.
Footsteps sounded, one after another, on the floor.
As Lu Xiran heard the voice getting closer, her body tensed up uncontrollably.
What is he going to do?
Is it coming again?
She mustered all her strength to curl up, her voice so broken it was almost inaudible:
"don't want!"
That cry was filled with fear and despair, like the mournful cry of a small animal driven to the brink of despair.
"It really hurts...it hurts so much..."
Her voice was trembling, and her whole body was shaking.
"Please... let me go."
Gu Yanshen stopped.
He stood there, looking at her.
Watching her frail figure tremble slightly in the moonlight, like a fallen leaf that could be blown away by the wind at any moment. Watching her curl up into the smallest ball, instinctively protecting herself.
His heart felt like it was being ripped apart.
The person he swore to protect for a lifetime was now begging him to let her go.
With that broken sound.
He stood there, unable to utter a single word.
Silent for a long time.
Lu Xiran's voice came from the darkness, as soft as a sigh:
"Uncle."
She didn't turn around.
"What did I do wrong?"
Her voice began to tremble.
"Are you trying to force me out of here?"
Gu Yanshen lowered his head, so his expression was not visible.
He just stood there, like a statue.
silence.
A long silence.
Then he spoke, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper had been rubbing against his throat:
"This is me."
Lu Xiran's shoulders twitched.
She suddenly smiled.
The laughter was very soft, so soft it sounded like someone was laughing at themselves.
"I kept telling myself, you don't love me, you don't love me."
Her voice was broken and intermittent.
"But... even if you say you don't love me, every action you take tells me that you still love me."
Her tears welled up again.
But she didn't turn around.
"I didn't expect this..."
Her voice choked.
"You would insult and hurt me like this just to drive me away."