Chapter 613 - 615: April Fools’ Day

Chapter 613: Chapter 615: April Fools' Day

Facing Yang Chen's unreadable expression, Zhenxiu felt a bit uneasy, unable to oppose his decision.

After speaking, Yang Chen found an open space to turn the car around, heading in a different direction, pressing the accelerator deeply. The car sped off at a breakneck pace.

It was already night, and the road they were taking was relatively deserted, so they didn't have to worry about being caught by the police.

Zhenxiu, having been part of a biker gang, wasn't too afraid of speeding at night. However, Yang Chen's silence made her too nervous to relax.

Occasionally, Zhenxiu glanced at Yang Chen, wanting to say something but hesitating. She knew that even if she asked, Yang Chen wouldn't answer.

Within just ten minutes, the car passed through a short tunnel and arrived at a coastal area with a cluster of small islands.

Several small islands dotted the northeastern sea of Zhonghai City. These islands were mostly used for building recreational resorts and marine research stations.

The islands were connected by suspension bridges. While not particularly long, the dozen or so bridges clustered together made for a spectacular sight.

At this moment, the bridges were lit up brightly, resembling dragons lying across the sea waves.

However, since it wasn't the peak tourist season and it was dinner time, there were hardly any cars passing through.

Yang Chen drove to the middle of a relatively long suspension bridge and parked the car on the emergency lane.

"Get out," Yang Chen said, pulling out the car keys.

Zhenxiu was stunned and asked softly, "Here?"

"Yes, here," Yang Chen replied, opening his door and stepping out.

Hesitating, Zhenxiu followed suit, unsure of what Yang Chen intended to do.

The cold sea breeze rustled their clothes. Wearing her school uniform and short skirt, Zhenxiu felt a chill. Her hair was blown wildly by the wind, making it hard to keep her eyes open.

Yang Chen, already smoking a cigarette, stood by the bridge railing. The poor-quality tobacco burned quickly in the wind, and within a few puffs, it was halfway gone.

Walking to the railing, Yang Chen, with the cigarette in his mouth, looked out at the churning black-blue waves, exhaling a long breath. "Girl, come here."

Zhenxiu shivered, hugging herself tightly, and took small steps towards him.

Looking down from the bridge, the sea was about thirty to forty meters below. The vast ocean seemed like a lurking dark beast, constantly roaring in the distance.

Feeling uneasy, Zhenxiu's voice trembled in the wind, "Brother Yang, let's go back. It's so eerie here."

The desolate sea and the lonely bridge made the under-twenty girl anxious. Without Yang Chen by her side, she wouldn't have dared to get out of the car.

Yang Chen suddenly smiled strangely and turned to her, "Go back? Go where?"

Zhenxiu was stunned, "Of course, going home."

Zhenxiu felt her body lighten, followed by an irresistible force pulling her downward, falling faster and faster.

Her eyes widened, seemingly forgetting to breathe. In her mind, she saw the vague faces of her parents from childhood, the faded images of playing with other children at the orphanage.

She remembered the orphanage director's grandmother holding her, making her laugh, learning the simplest phonetic alphabets with other kids, and Lin Ruoxi and the old chairman visiting her.

One by one, the seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter passed, each with fragments of almost forgotten memories.

She recalled running away from the orphanage, tears streaming down her face, hanging out with a group of delinquent biker boys, getting caught stealing and pickpocketing.

Meeting Yang Chen, meeting Lin Ruoxi again, and integrating into a new family.

Flashes of Wang Ma, Guo Xuehua, and others' faces and voices echoed in her ears, including Wang Ma calling her downstairs for dinner.

Lastly, Yang Chen's cold expression, the man who brought her to paradise now sending her to hell.

Zhenxiu didn't understand what was happening. Despite being on the verge of being swallowed by the sea, she felt no fear. Instead, she felt a sense of reluctance, an unwillingness to let go.

Tears, like pearls, scattered in the air, disappearing silently.

She closed her eyes.

The fall seemed instantaneous yet felt like centuries.

Zhenxiu felt her body growing lighter and more relaxed. The sea breeze blew, making her feel as if she could soar into the clouds.

The sea should be cold, shouldn't it? Why then did she feel warmth?

She gradually realized something was amiss. Even after such a long fall, she hadn't hit the water!

She smelled a familiar scent and slowly opened her eyes to see Yang Chen's face, now with a gentle smile.

Despite everything happening in a flash, for Yang Chen, tossing Zhenxiu off the bridge and then jumping to catch her mid-air, standing on the water, and leaping back onto the bridge was no challenge. It was a trivial feat for him.

Unfortunately, Zhenxiu had no chance to witness it all.

"Girl, have you figured it out?" Yang Chen asked, holding Zhenxiu gently, smiling.

Feeling incredibly wronged, Zhenxiu didn't respond but bit down on Yang Chen's shoulder through his clothes. She bit hard, tears streaming down her face, soaking half of Yang Chen's shoulder.

Yang Chen didn't stop her. When she was out of energy, he said, "I thought you'd bite my face. I was worried about getting disfigured. You do have some conscience."

"I hate you!" Zhenxiu punched Yang Chen's chest with her small fist, realizing he had been scaring her. She didn't know how he had saved her, but it was clear he had.

Yang Chen laughed carefreely, "Hate me all you want. It's better than feeling sorry for yourself."

With red eyes, Zhenxiu suddenly hugged Yang Chen's neck tightly.

Yang Chen helplessly patted her back gently, saying, "Xu Zhenxiu, never think you're a burden to those who love you. You are the unique Xu Zhenxiu in this world. Your life is precious, both to you and to all of us."