Chapter 346: Good Friends

Chapter 346: Good Friends

“Don’t try anything, Gao Yang!”

With her gentle voice, White Dew spat the most malicious curse in the world. “If my sister dies, I’ll tear your sister to pieces here and now! Then I’ll kill all of your family! I mean it!”

“I’m ready.” Gao Yang raised his hands. “Come on. I won’t fight it.”

He had tried his best. He couldn’t come up with a solution this time.

His sister and mother had been taken hostage, and his father and grandmother were threatened, so were his friends.

Losing Fresh Snow would mean losing everything for White Dew, and a mad woman with nothing to lose would surely take everything from Gao Yang as revenge.

Gao Yang had to die to stop all that from happening.

Fresh Snow had come up to Gao Yang and held onto his waist with both arms, standing on her toes and opening her mouth to bite his neck.

Gao Yang slowly closed his eyes. Granny, Dad, Mom, Sister, Wang Zikai, Qing Ling, Officer Huang, Fat Jun, War Tiger, Can, Gray Bear, Lithe Snake, Ronnie, Nine Frost, Vermilion Bird...

Sorry, I can’t finish all your names.

Goodbye, everyone.

I’m glad to have known you, glad to have been brought to this world.

A sting came from his neck, accompanied by the soft touch of Fresh Snow’s lips. It wasn’t a terrifying experience.

Two seconds later, Gao Yang lost all strength in his body and toppled backward like he had been electrocuted.

Fresh Snow followed him down, the mouth that had latched onto his neck starting sucking—not his blood, but the energy inside him.

Her throat shifted slightly, her arms tightening around Gao Yang.

Gao Yang wasn't in pain. All he felt was exhaustion and sleepiness, and soon, he couldn’t hear anything. He had lost all his senses, in fact.

...

It seemed like a dream.

There was a vast, boundless darkness, and he was falling.

How long had he been falling? And how much longer was he going to fall? His body seemed to get lighter and thinner, like a snowflake that had melted before it could touch the ground.

Thud, thud, thud.

He heard a series of dull sounds, like someone was knocking on a thick, heavy door.

Gao Yang came to and found himself lying on the floor. He felt so cold.

Thud, thud, thud.

The same sounds came from beneath him.

He slowly sat up to find himself sitting on a vast frozen lake, the end beyond his sight.

And under the frozen surface was a girl with silver hair and crimson eyes.

Her hair spread like white seaweeds. With fists clenched to the point that the knuckles went white, she knocked on the ice, bubbles coming out of her open mouth.

“Fresh Snow!” Gao Yang was both shocked and glad to see her.

Splash!

Suddenly, the water was gone, and all around them was a pitch black void.

Fresh Snow and Gao Yang were pulled to the top and the bottom while their hands stayed linked, their bodies pulled into a straight line.

“What are you doing?” Gao Yang was surprised.

“Don’t let go, Gao Yang!” Fresh Snow shouted.

“Let me go! You can’t save me!” Gao Yang said hurriedly. “Eat me and live! Then my family and friends will...”

“No!” Fresh Snow cried out. “No, no, no, no!”

Gao Yang paused.

“I don’t want you to die. I don’t want it. I don’t...” Fresh Snow burst into tears.

Pain overwhelmed Gao Yang suddenly, shooting from all parts of his body.

“Ahhh—”

He screamed. He looked down to find that at some point, half of his body had sunk into a malicious marsh of headless bodies. Countless blackened, rusty-looking pale hands grabbed onto Gao Yang, the sharp nails digging into his flesh.

“Ah!”

Fresh Snow screamed in pain too.

Gao Yang looked up. Dangling upside-down in his eyes, Fresh Snow was in the grasp of vines with sharp thorns and red eyes. They tightened around Fresh Snow and continued to pull her up, uncaring if they were hurting her.

“Let go!” Gao Yang shouted. “Or we’ll both die!”

“I. Don’t. Wanna!”

Blood had covered her body, streaking down her arm to the back of her hand and finally Gao Yang’s hand.

Then blood dripped down on Gao Yang’s face, even flowing into the corners of his eyes and his mouth.

Gao Yang could no longer talk, his body ravaged and tormented by the countless pale hands. He had lost everything, including his sense of pain.

In the final moments, he saw Fresh Snow.

Her crimson eyes blazed brilliantly, and her pretty face became twisted with veins popping up, making her look like a little devil.

“Good friends...don’t betray...good friends...”

“Pinkies, then thumbs... The promise will last...a hundred years!”

“Ahhhh—”

Fresh Snow screamed in rage, shattering the evil vines wrapping around her and the pale hands tearing at Gao Yang.

They broke down into particles before vanishing into the void.

Crack.

The darkness broke like a mirror, letting in a ray of light through the crack.

Awash in light, Fresh Snow yanked Gao Yang toward her before gently embracing him.