Chapter 1446: There is no greater sorrow than a dying heart.
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Su Yun's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at his sister, Su Xiao Yao. He firmly held her shoulders with both hands and questioned:
"Then why do you still like a fake person?
You like talent, but his talent could also be fake."
He may be an ugly person with an earnest appearance.
He may be pretending in every aspect.
He is fierce, outrageous, cruel, wicked, a prolific killer with countless blood on his hands...
These are things you don't know, you aren't clear about, what do you like about him?"
Su Xiaoyao's gaze trembled, and she herself didn't know what she liked about Zhao Wujian.
She knew there were many reasons, but when she truly thought about these reasons, she realized that they turned into a hazy feeling, lingering at the tip of her heart, but she couldn't put it into words.
What do you like about him?
What you can express is admiration, what you can't express is infatuation.
She doesn't know what she likes about him.
"You see, you don't even know what you like about him..." Su Yun shook more and more excitedly, his face gradually distorted:
"Your liking, it's all an illusion, triggered by his previous flirtation and fueled by his subsequent indifference that makes you unwilling to accept it, making you keep thinking about him, thus generating illusions."
"He doesn't like you either, so why bother tormenting yourself?"
"Brother...I know..." Su Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, pursing her lips.
"No...you don't know." Su Yun shook his head and hugged Su Xiaoyao tightly:
"He doesn't like you. I like you."
I will never let you suffer, I will never let you be sad.
"I know, you have always been caring and protecting me since I was little." Su Xiaoyao felt down, her eyes lowered:
"Thank you, brother."
With his arms tightly wrapped around Su Xiaoyao, Su Yun shook, his whole body trembling, and even his breath had a trembling tone:
"Xiaoyao, I will always...protect you..."
"Brother, you're hurting me..." Su Xiaoyao felt the strength in her brother Su Yun's arms, she tightly furrowed her brows. At the same time, she sensed that something was wrong, as her brother's hand seemed to touch the delicate part of the woman's body.
She suddenly pushed Su Yunyao away, furrowing her brows in disbelief as she looked at her older brother, tremblingly asking,
"Brother...what are you doing?"
"Xiaoyao...listen...let me explain...I..." Su Yunyao gasped for breath, his face filled with sadness and distortion, his hands trembling and restless.
"I... I... I will love you. I won't let you feel sad or hurt. I..."
Su Yun stuttered as he spoke. Suddenly, his face contorted, and he forcefully leaped towards his younger sister, Su Xiaoyao. He tightly embraced her with his arms, pressing his face close, wanting to kiss her red lips.
"Thud!"
Su Xiaoyao fiercely banged her forehead against Su Yunyao's mouth and nose, causing her forehead to bleed a crimson red. Her eyes were filled with panic and sadness, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She resembled a pear blossom with dewdrops, and she cried out in a mournful voice:
"Brother..."
Su Yun shook in pain, his face contorted even more, and his eyes filled with paranoia and madness. He tightly hugged his sister, constantly comforting her:
"Don't be afraid... I will treat you well in the future, I will protect you, don't be afraid..."
Su Xiaoyao wanted to struggle, but this time it was not as easy to break free as the first time. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the confinement of her arms. She gritted her teeth and slammed her head again, causing Su Yun to have a nosebleed flying in all directions.
Su Yun's nose was bleeding, and he squinted his eyes, the madness in his gaze seemed to disappear, and his expression became calm. His arms slowly loosened.
But the next moment, he slapped his sister Su Xiao Yao hard in the face, causing her to stumble. He snorted and sneered:
"Bitch!"
"What are you pretending to be a delicate and virtuous lady? You've certainly seen plenty of scandalous anecdotes under the bed sheets that make people blush and heart race. Are you really ignorant of them?"
"Must you pretend to be deeply in love and pure, as if keeping yourself as pure as jade?"
Su Xiaoyao's mouth was oozing blood, her hair was disheveled, tears filled her face, and her eyes were full of sadness.
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, she pursed her lips and shook her head at her older brother.
"Miss? Young master?" A servant outside heard the commotion and hurried over.
Su Yun turned back and looked with a face full of sinister expression, angrily shouted:
"Get lost!"
"Then why do you still like a fake person?
You like talent, but his talent could also be fake."
He may be an ugly person with an earnest appearance.
He may be pretending in every aspect.
He is fierce, outrageous, cruel, wicked, a prolific killer with countless blood on his hands...
These are things you don't know, you aren't clear about, what do you like about him?"
Su Xiaoyao's gaze trembled, and she herself didn't know what she liked about Zhao Wujian.
She knew there were many reasons, but when she truly thought about these reasons, she realized that they turned into a hazy feeling, lingering at the tip of her heart, but she couldn't put it into words.
What do you like about him?
What you can express is admiration, what you can't express is infatuation.
She doesn't know what she likes about him.
"You see, you don't even know what you like about him..." Su Yun shook more and more excitedly, his face gradually distorted:
"Your liking, it's all an illusion, triggered by his previous flirtation and fueled by his subsequent indifference that makes you unwilling to accept it, making you keep thinking about him, thus generating illusions."
"He doesn't like you either, so why bother tormenting yourself?"
"Brother...I know..." Su Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, pursing her lips.
"No...you don't know." Su Yun shook his head and hugged Su Xiaoyao tightly:
"He doesn't like you. I like you."
I will never let you suffer, I will never let you be sad.
"I know, you have always been caring and protecting me since I was little." Su Xiaoyao felt down, her eyes lowered:
"Thank you, brother."
With his arms tightly wrapped around Su Xiaoyao, Su Yun shook, his whole body trembling, and even his breath had a trembling tone:
"Xiaoyao, I will always...protect you..."
"Brother, you're hurting me..." Su Xiaoyao felt the strength in her brother Su Yun's arms, she tightly furrowed her brows. At the same time, she sensed that something was wrong, as her brother's hand seemed to touch the delicate part of the woman's body.
She suddenly pushed Su Yunyao away, furrowing her brows in disbelief as she looked at her older brother, tremblingly asking,
"Brother...what are you doing?"
"Xiaoyao...listen...let me explain...I..." Su Yunyao gasped for breath, his face filled with sadness and distortion, his hands trembling and restless.
"I... I... I will love you. I won't let you feel sad or hurt. I..."
Su Yun stuttered as he spoke. Suddenly, his face contorted, and he forcefully leaped towards his younger sister, Su Xiaoyao. He tightly embraced her with his arms, pressing his face close, wanting to kiss her red lips.
"Thud!"
Su Xiaoyao fiercely banged her forehead against Su Yunyao's mouth and nose, causing her forehead to bleed a crimson red. Her eyes were filled with panic and sadness, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She resembled a pear blossom with dewdrops, and she cried out in a mournful voice:
"Brother..."
Su Yun shook in pain, his face contorted even more, and his eyes filled with paranoia and madness. He tightly hugged his sister, constantly comforting her:
"Don't be afraid... I will treat you well in the future, I will protect you, don't be afraid..."
Su Xiaoyao wanted to struggle, but this time it was not as easy to break free as the first time. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the confinement of her arms. She gritted her teeth and slammed her head again, causing Su Yun to have a nosebleed flying in all directions.
Su Yun's nose was bleeding, and he squinted his eyes, the madness in his gaze seemed to disappear, and his expression became calm. His arms slowly loosened.
But the next moment, he slapped his sister Su Xiao Yao hard in the face, causing her to stumble. He snorted and sneered:
"Bitch!"
"What are you pretending to be a delicate and virtuous lady? You've certainly seen plenty of scandalous anecdotes under the bed sheets that make people blush and heart race. Are you really ignorant of them?"
"Must you pretend to be deeply in love and pure, as if keeping yourself as pure as jade?"
Su Xiaoyao's mouth was oozing blood, her hair was disheveled, tears filled her face, and her eyes were full of sadness.
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, she pursed her lips and shook her head at her older brother.
"Miss? Young master?" A servant outside heard the commotion and hurried over.
Su Yun turned back and looked with a face full of sinister expression, angrily shouted:
"Get lost!"