Ever since Mo Ye Han had left, the medicinal properties of Gu Ruoyun's body had been suppressed for a period of time by the alcohol.
However, it didn't last long, and after the alcohol was completely removed from the scar, the heat wave within his body once again swept over him. She rushed into the washroom like a madman, desperately soaking herself in cold water.
The remaining alcohol on the wound was washed away by the cold water, and the itchy feeling returned. Gu Ruoyun's mind was not very clear, so without thinking, she reached out to grab it. The strength of the claw was not affected by severity. The wound that had just scarred started bleeding again.
Gunshots were fired outside, causing the servants to panic. Fortunately, the person Mo Ye Han sent to protect them comforted them and warned them to never take even a step out of the Wutong Courtyard. Only then did the restlessness among the servants stop.
Since Gu Ruoyun had locked herself in the washroom, the servants naturally didn't dare to ask anything. One by one, they hid in their respective rooms while trembling in fear until the alarm was lifted and the bodyguards retreated a little before calming down.
It was a long time before a servant realized that something was wrong.
He went upstairs to inquire about Miss Gu's condition. But no matter how the master bedroom knocked, there was no response. At this moment, everyone in the house was probably worried. The second young master was definitely busy, so how could the servants dare to disturb them?
An elderly servant suggested that they pry the door open to see what was going on. If Miss Gu really showed up and was not discovered in time, they would all be in trouble. On the contrary, if there was nothing to do, at most they would disturb Miss Gu's rest. However, they could still gain the reputation of being close to their master. They might even be able to give her a reward or something.
When the door was forced open and the servants rushed to the bathroom, they were shocked by what they saw.
He saw Gu Ruoyun lying on the ground, her whole body soaked in cold water, and the wound on her back bleeding profusely.
At the entrance of the Water Tree Courtyard, Mo Eversnow stopped An Qian who was about to enter.
An Qian stopped in his tracks and raised his eyebrows, looking at him indifferently.
Mo Ye Han's gaze, under the moonlight, was especially cold and charming. His handsome face naturally carried a trace of calmness.
An Qian couldn't help but find it funny. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she probably would have trusted him again.
"I want to talk to you." The man's voice carried a trace of sadness.
Sad? An Qian felt that something must have gone wrong with her ears. Would there be times when he would be sad? Wasn't he in the prime of his life now? In the huge old residence of the Mo family, lived two women that belonged to him. It was like this for now. In the future, there might be more and more of them.
"There's nothing to talk about between the two of us." After saying this, she walked around him and entered the Water Tree Garden.
"Wait." Mo Ye Han suddenly extended his hand and grabbed her wrist.
An Qian's brow furrowed slightly. She lowered her head and looked at the hand that was tightly gripping her wrist.
It was unknown when it had begun, but she had grown increasingly fond of the feeling of being caught by him. However, she didn't know when it started, but she felt more and more disgusted by the feeling of being touched by him.
This feeling not only made her feel disgusted, but also made her feel a little disgusted!
"You …" An Qian opened her mouth, preparing to say something.
From the pebbles at the entrance of the Aquatic Tree Garden, he could hear the sounds of chaotic footsteps. There seemed to be around two or three people there, and from the sound of footsteps, it seemed to be chaotic and nervous. There seemed to be something more urgent going on.
The two of them simultaneously cast their gazes at the door.
"Second Young Master, it's not small." The servant of the Wutong Gardens said in panic.
Mo Ye Han had already recognized the servant there, so he said, "Don't be nervous, speak slowly."
"Something happened to Miss Gu. She fainted in the washroom. Her body was covered in blood …"
"What did you say?" Mo Ye Han was stunned, then he let go of his hand and said, "Bring me over there to take a look." As he spoke, he strode outside.
For some reason, An Qian's hand was originally held by the man. At this time, he suddenly relaxed. An Qian's hands suddenly became empty, and she felt that her heart was empty!
The shock of her death in Gu Ruoyun and the sudden departure of Mo Yeyan took a long time to recover.
He left just like that? After hearing that something had happened to Gu Ruoyun, she left in such a nervous manner?
Mo Eversnow's steps had already left the Aquatic Fir Courtyard, but An Xiashang was still staring in his direction with a helpless expression on his face. As if sensing something, Mo Ye Han stopped in his tracks.
In the light of the distant house, through the dark bars, the man's eyes focused on her.
She would rather have him leave without turning back than do as he was doing now. It was as if he had been forced to leave. However, he had left in such a hurry and with such anxiety.
"I'll go take a look. I'll be back soon."
These were the last words Mo Yeyan said before he left!
It was not until their figures completely disappeared in the dark of the night. Only then did An Qian gradually regain his senses.
She withdrew her gaze and started walking into the room.
Sigh! Let's go! If you want to leave, go! Ever since Gu Ruoyun had come in, she had always had a feeling that sooner or later he would return to her side. Perhaps three to five months, or perhaps two to three years … However, she'd never thought that this day would come so quickly.
Was his parting words a comfort to her?
An Qian came to the balcony on the second floor and sat on a wooden chair woven from rattan. In a trance, she remembered the time when she and Ye Han used to live at Clear Water Garden. They had a tacit understanding to meet on the second floor's balcony.
At the start, the man had not told her about it on his own accord, but he had also scolded her for not keeping his promise. This made her feel very helpless. Time had passed, and the unique scenery and serenity of the balcony was felt only by her.
She already knew what he was thinking. She clearly knew of his choice. She clearly knew what he wanted from the bottom of her heart … She clearly should have resolutely closed her heart. She should have retracted the heart she had given little by little. She should have …
However, she waited quietly on the balcony. It wasn't until the sky had been revealed and the first rays of morning sunlight spilled onto the land that she finally gave up.
He waited the whole night just for his words, 'I'll be back soon'.
An Shuang stood up from her rattan chair. She was barefoot as she stepped onto the wooden floor that had been drenched by the dew. Although the weather wasn't bone-chilling cold in the late autumn, the cold was still obvious sooner or later. The cold of the young and tender feet stepping on the ice-cold wet floor penetrated deep into the bones.