Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Fourth Brother's words carried a horrifying obsession. He would lock Yuan Luoyi by his side, stopping at nothing to achieve his goal.

In this process, she would feel fear, struggle, suffer, as if drowning, but he would never stop.

As a genius, he could read minds, gently uttering words that would burrow into Yuan Luoyi's mind, crush her thoughts, and mold her into the form he desired.

Yuan Luoyi should have been afraid of him, pushed him away with all her might, and escaped as fast as she could.

But when she saw the bleeding wound on Fourth Brother's chest, concern overcame fear.

He was injured because Yuan Luoyi's hand trembled when she held the dagger, and the feeling of piercing flesh still lingered in her palm, making her feel guilty.

He was already covered in scars, so why should she add another one?

Thus, faced with Fourth Brother's excessive closeness, Yuan Luoyi did not shy away. He was tall and slender, casting a large black shadow that gently and tightly enveloped Yuan Luoyi.

Yuan Luoyi said sadly, "I'm sorry..."

Fourth Brother said, "It's okay, it's shallow."

He slid his fingers under the bloodstained collar, feeling for the red mark. The broken skin was sticky with blood, probably clotting soon, and he felt little pain.

Fourth Brother regretted that if his sister had cut a little deeper, a white scar would have formed after healing, his body like a history book meticulously recording the moment his sister bared her claws.

The wounds from a young beast, naive and immature, but memorable.

As his fingers left the disheveled clothing, Yuan Luoyi's gaze followed Fourth Brother's movements, and her breath caught slightly when she saw the bloodstains.

Such a change was naturally captured by Fourth Brother.

He was a true monster, yet his sister still worried about him...

From her perspective, most of the wounds were covered by clothes, with only a portion exposed and still dripping blood.

Chuckling softly, Fourth Brother tightened his collar, deliberately hiding the shallow wound. "Curious?"

Yuan Luoyi nodded. "Is it really shallow?"

"Really."

"Can I help you disinfect it later?"

"Thank you, but no need. It will heal on its own."

Yuan Luoyi frowned, lowering her head as she imagined the wound.

Her forehead felt a chill as Fourth Brother brushed her stray hair behind her ear. "Don't worry, it will really heal on its own."

Fourth Brother rose slowly, the black shadow enveloping Yuan Luoyi receding bit by bit, alleviating the suffocating feeling somewhat, but the restraint never ceased.

After putting some distance between them, Yuan Luoyi kept staring at Fourth Brother's tight collar.

Fourth Brother said, "If you want, you can go out for a walk now. It's quite safe around here."

Yuan Luoyi said, "Can I go out alone?"

"You can go alone."

"What if I try to escape?"

Fourth Brother didn't answer. After a moment, the wind dispersed the stale air in the room, and he closed the window again.

He approached Yuan Luoyi, bent down, and took her hand, pulling it toward himself until her fingertips rested on his tightly closed collar.

The remaining blood had clotted, feeling rough and uneven compared to the surrounding soft fabric, still slightly damp.

Through the thin layer of cloth, Yuan Luoyi's fingers pressed against the wound of unknown depth.

Fourth Brother watched Yuan Luoyi, his eyes softening. "You're a good sister. You will return to me."

At that moment, Yuan Luoyi felt as if she had lost all her strength, completely unable to move. She stared blankly at Yuan Si, feeling more trapped than ever before.

It was not a cage that confined her freedom, but sincere love.

Yuan Si knew this, and now Yuan Luoyi knew it too.

The cold, large hands embraced Yuan Luoyi's back, and she was pulled into Yuan Si's embrace. Compared to the last embrace, this one was warm, like a light gauze falling onto her body.

"Good night, dear sister. I hope you have a good dream tonight."

Yuan Si withdrew his hands and walked towards the door, adjusting the light to sleep mode before leaving. He did not lock the door.

Yuan Luoyi sat alone on the edge of the bed.

Fourth Brother was too skilled at manipulating people's hearts. Every move he made was carefully designed.

How could she ever beat him?

[Ding!]

[System Prompt: Host has activated influence on World Line 2]

Yuan Luoyi was startled.

World Line 2? Influence?

Yuan Luoyi stared into the emptiness, but no value board appeared as it had before. It remained blank for a while before characters gradually emerged. As Yuan Luoyi checked the data, she was surprised to find that the countdown for the trace-back function had disappeared...

She might not be able to go back.

This event had happened too suddenly.

Yi: Sorry, I've been a bit busy lately with irregular sleep patterns, so I've been unable to meet the deadlines. Here's one chapter today, and I'll make up for it with three chapters tomorrow.