Chapter 145: The Young Prince (4)
After escaping from Rucheng, Zhou Yan was allowed to get close to Yin Yin along the way, but except for the occasional condolences, Zhou Yan seemed to avoid Yin Yin intentionally. Even when they were together, they always talked very little. Others did not understand this, but Yin Yin was very clear about it. However, because she could not speak, she could only watch.
Zhou Yan didn't know if he was avoiding her, but he clearly felt that he couldn't look Yin Yin in the face, because Yin Yin's gaze made him feel ashamed. When did he become like this? He never thought that he would be shaken by Yin Yin's unexpected events, and he didn't even think so until now, but why did he help the person who had always wanted to frame Yin Yin to escape? Yin Yin's pain and her voice were unbearable to him, but he could endure it and not get angry? Why did it happen?
A group of people settled in the forest and sat around a pile of bonfires to take a short break. Fortunately, the rain had stopped and there were even stars in the night sky...
Late at night, most people had fallen asleep, only a few were awake to keep watch, including Zhou Yan and Yin Yin. Because of Zhou Yan, Yin Yin's freedom was not restricted, and the wounds on her body were treated and bandaged. Yin Yin's eyes were always on Zhou Yan. She didn't know what to say, and even if she wanted to say something, she couldn't make a sound; just when Yin Yin put her hands helplessly on her throat, Zhou Yan turned his eyes to her. After seeing Yin Yin's actions, Zhou Yan's heart sank. The two were sitting opposite each other, and Yin Yin's thin figure made his heart ache. She was so helpless, why didn't he comfort her?
Thinking about it, Zhou Yan finally stood up and walked towards Yin Yin...
Yinyin wanted to speak, wanted to say something to Zhou Yan, but she couldn't speak, so she felt frustrated and helpless. Every time she was in danger, Zhou Yan would always come to save her, but what? She had never done anything for him, even now when he needed comfort the most, she couldn't even say a word, she felt unwilling... At this moment, a cloak fell on her shoulders and brought warmth. Yinyin instinctively looked up and saw Zhou Yan standing beside her. His eyes were very bright in the dark night, but with a little sadness.
"You need to rest." He was caring as always, but it sounded a little cold now?
Yin Yin looked at Zhou Yan, unable to speak, so she could only watch.
This kind of silent interaction was not new to him. He knew that Yinyin might not listen if he continued to talk, so he sat down next to Yinyin and looked up at the starry sky. Looking at Zhou Yan's profile, Yinyin had an illusion for a moment, thinking that Zhou Yan was so fragile? Of course, in Yinyin's impression, Zhou Yan had never been fragile, so she could only think it was an illusion.
"Do you hate me?" Zhou Yan asked calmly while looking up at the starry sky .
Yin Yin couldn't speak so she couldn't answer, and she didn't know what Zhou Yan was referring to. After all, so many things had happened between them.
"I heard that you recovered your memory." Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zhou Yan suddenly changed the subject.
Of course Yinyin couldn't answer, but if Zhou Yan asked that question for this reason, Yinyin probably couldn't give an answer either. She did hate him in the past, even hated him to the point of killing him, but what about now? She still couldn't say she didn't hate him, she just couldn't hate him anymore.
Zhou Yan turned around and looked at Yin Yin, saying: "So you hate me?"
Sure enough, Zhou Yan returned to the original topic, which means that he was not changing the subject, but was giving a deliberate reminder.
Yinyin should have shaken her head. Even if she couldn't speak, she could still express her meaning in other ways. But she found that she couldn't do that? At first, it was just her own guess, but when Zhou Yan mentioned it, the memory came to her mind like a revolving lantern. She would never forget that night... Yinyin didn't hate Zhou Yan, really, but she couldn't convince herself, because she really couldn't forget it. She didn't want to hate him because it was too tiring. So she didn't hate Zhou Yan, but how could she tell him? Tell him that she didn't care? Or tell him that she had forgotten that memory? Either way seemed to be deceiving herself, so Yinyin turned her head away and didn't look at Zhou Yan.
Seeing Yinyin's behavior, Zhou Yan felt a pain in his heart, and then a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. No matter who did that, it would be impossible to be forgiven, so Yinyin should hate him. He had deceived her for so long, and now it was time to let go, right? What else could he expect? A person who should have been happy was torn apart by him from another person, and he even tortured them to death... He thought that Yinyin's amnesia was a chance for redemption for him, and he could take the opportunity to redeem his mistakes. It seems that God will not give him this chance again, because Yinyin has woken up, completely woken up, so it is natural that Yinyin hates him. Why can't he give up? He said he couldn't give up, but why did he help others hurt Yinyin?
Zhou Yan felt confused, his brain couldn't function or think, all he could think of was that Yin Yin would not forgive him. He still remembered the hatred Yin Yin had given him in the past. Did she still hate him? And he couldn't make up for it, and he abandoned her when she needed help the most. What else could he expect? There was nothing left. He no longer expected Yin Yin to forgive him, but only hoped that Yin Yin would believe him in the end and believe that he would definitely rescue her.
