Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 796: Chapter 800: The Biggest Blow

With great difficulty, Qiao Yi looked up at him and reached out a hand. Qiao Zui hurried to take it.

“Xiao Zui,” she looked at Qiao Zui, and made a great effort to lift the corners of her mouth slightly, “I… I’ve actually had enough of life… The doctor, the doctor said, I’ve taken contraceptives for too long, overdosed. I… It’s likely I can’t have children anymore. Each day I live is painful. I regret… I regret giving up on you all for the sake of one man… Death… It’s a release. You…you shouldn’t be sad. I’ll… I’ll look after our parents in the underworld…”

“No…No… Sis, don’t die, please…” Qiao Zui was weeping inconsolably.

Qiao Yi struggled to move her gaze in the direction of Gu Junzhu: “Uncle…”

Gu Junzhu stared at her in silence, seemingly unable to grasp the reality of the situation before him.

She awkwardly tried to smile at Gu Junzhu: “I’m sorry… I’m sorry about Grandpa… Just tell him that I’ve… I’ve gone abroad. Don’t let him remember me… I’m sorry…”

Her hand, gripping Qiao Zui’s, dropped to the floor. Her eyes gradually closed.

“No! Don’t!” Qiao Zui screamed, “Ahh…”

Birds nesting in the forest were startled into flight, filling the sky with their fluttering bodies.

Ye Xingbei, her face drenched in tears, moved to Gu Junzhu’s side, grasping his arm.

Through her teary haze, she gazed disbelievingly at Qiao Yi.

She refused to believe that this was real.

A sniper rifle?

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How could such a thing, seen only on television, ever enter into her life?

Watching Qiao Yi’s eyes close, and Qiao Zui’s bleeding wound, she was sure this must be a dream.

When she woke from it, Qiao Yi would still be alive and well, able to greet her cheerfully as “auntie.”

This time, she’d seize Qiao Yi’s hand for sure, and lead her right to Gu Junzhu.

She’d tell Qiao Yi that her family never abandoned her, never truly blamed her.

If only she’d put on a brave face, acted a bit cute for her uncle, apologized to him, her uncle would definitely forgive her, show her the same affection as he did before, and take care of her.

“Ahh…Ahh…Ahh…” Qiao Zui screamed in torment, expressing his profound despair and rage.

He abruptly set Qiao Yi down on the ground, darted out from behind the large rock, and ran wildly towards where the bullet had come from.

Duan Yanbing chased after him, struck him on the back of the neck with a sharp blow, and dragged him back.

Mi Sheng rushed over, holding him in his arms and shouting, “Instructor!”

“He’s fine. He’s better off taking a nap now,” Duan Yanbing tore a swatch of fabric from his clothes to bind Qiao Zui’s bleeding wound.

Ye Xingbei moved resolutely to Qiao Yi’s side and reached out to check her breathing.

She hoped Qiao Yi wasn’t dead.

She hoped for a miracle.

“There’s no hope,” Duan Yanbing watched her, speaking lowly, “She was hit in the pulmonary artery. Even if the hospital were right beside her, she wouldn’t have survived.”

Ye Xingbei’s legs buckled under her, and she collapsed to the ground.

She had seen countless departures in life, but this was her first time witnessing death.

She struggled to comprehend how fragile human life could be.

Just moments ago, she and Qiao Zui were still cleaning their parents’ tombstone, giving their respects. And in only a matter of minutes, she found herself separated from them by life and death.

This was too cruel.

She turned back to look at Gu Junzhu.

Gu Junzhu was kneeling by Qiao Yi’s side, his face devoid of emotion, like a statue of ice.

She suddenly remembered Gu Junzhu’s promise made just now at the tombstone of Qiao Zui’s parents.

He’d said that he’d aid them in taking care of Qiao Zui and Qiao Yi.

Yet now…

She held Gu Junzhu’s hand: “This isn’t your fault…”

At that time, they were tens of meters away from Qiao Yi while the sniper was hundreds of meters away. The situation could only have been saved if they knew the future beforehand.