coobybook Chapter 271 Save My Life and Rebirth
Chapter 271 Save My Life and Rebirth
Luo Jinxi's face was covered with a layer of frost, his brows were furrowed, and he held the steering wheel of the Range Rover tightly with a solemn look. His eyes were like burning flames, staring intently at the road ahead, as if his gaze could penetrate through the layers of air and reach the destination directly.
Under his control, the Land Rover Range Rover was like a galloping steel beast, rushing towards Jinyang Villa at lightning speed.
The wheels rubbed violently against the ground, making a harsh sound, and every time they rolled over the ground, they raised a cloud of dust.
The leaves on the roadside were swept by the air currents and rolled wildly, as if telling the driver's eagerness to return home, and adding a bit of uneasiness to the tense atmosphere in the car.
Mu Xiaoji sat in the back seat, leaning forward slightly, holding the little monster tightly in his slender arms.
His eyes were filled with worry, self-blame and endless complex emotions, and his gaze was like a silk thread, tightly wrapped around the sleeping face of the little monster.
His lips were pressed tightly into a line, and he whispered softly: "Little monster, I will take you home. Can you hear me talking to you? Little monster, is it because of me that you have become like this? Little monster, I don't want you to be like this. Wake up soon, okay?"
Luo Jinxi turned his head slightly to glance at Mu Xiaoji and Little Devil in the back seat, and heaved a long sigh of relief, breaking the suffocating silence in the car, and asked: "Hasn't he had this situation before?"
Mu Xiaoji slowly raised his head and shook his head with a melancholy look on his face, "Never."
Luo Jinxi frowned even more tightly, and the chaotic scene of the last arrest of Feng Yuhang emerged in his mind, especially the incident the next day when a group of people gathered at the door of Jinyang Villa to ask for a meeting.
She pondered for a moment and asked, "Xiao Ji, do you remember how long it took Cheng Yu to treat you when he arrested Feng Yuhang?"
Mu Xiaoji tried hard to recall, but his vague memories seemed to be shrouded in fog. He frowned and said uncertainly, "It seems like a few hours?
Every time I get hurt or feel uncomfortable, the little monster helps me to dredge my meridians, and I wake up in a few hours! Why do you ask this? "
Luo Jinxi corrected anxiously: "It wasn't like that last time. After you fainted at the scene, Cheng Yu immediately took you home and started treating you.
Then, the next morning, your house was blocked by people and the situation was very critical. Cheng Yu called me. I received his call for help and hurried over to disperse those who were gathering to seek a meeting.
At that time he said on the phone that he couldn't be away at the critical moment of your treatment; when I rushed there, I found that the door of the villa was blocked tightly.
After the crowd was evacuated, he said the balcony window was open, so I climbed up from the balcony. When I went in, I saw that his face was as pale as paper and bloodless.
And your whole body was soaked with sweat, just like you had just been pulled out of the water, it was terrible. Do you know? It was already the third day when you woke up!"
After hearing what Luo Jinxi said, Mu Xiaoji's eyes widened in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.
He slowly turned his head to look at Luo Jinxi, then moved his gaze back to the little demon beast, his lips trembling: "Could it be that the little demon beast was already seriously injured last time?
Before he returned to his original state, he continued to extend my life every morning without interruption, so he became like this now? "
He seemed to be caught in a huge vortex, and every bit of his time with the little monster kept flashing through his mind. He pondered for a moment, and looked at the little monster with increasingly complicated eyes, as if there were thousands of words hidden in his eyes.
He stretched out his slender fingers and gently touched the little monster's cheek with his fingertips, feeling his slightly cold skin. Tears welled up in his eyes but he stubbornly refused to fall.
At this moment, he felt that the soft spot in his chest was as if being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. He was in excruciating pain. Every breath he took felt like countless needles piercing his heart.
The helpless heart didn't know what to do, and could only hug the little monster tightly; her thin lips kissed his forehead, and she wished she could rub him into her body.
The fear at this moment was just like when he fell into the spiritual world, in pitch darkness, which made him unable to touch or reach anything; the fear that could not be expressed in words enveloped him on the brink of helplessness.
The Range Rover was like a steady beast, slowly driving into the parking space in the yard of Jinyang Villa. The friction sound of the wheels against the ground was particularly clear in the quiet yard, as if telling the story of the journey.
Luo Jinxi's expression was stern, but her movements were extremely skillful. She pulled the handbrake swiftly, then pushed open the car door and got out of the car nimbly.
At this time, Mu Huiying was staring at the yard from the balcony window on the second floor of the villa. When the familiar Land Rover came into view, the resentment in her heart surged up like a ignited gunpowder barrel.
The anger burned in her eyes, as if to devour everything in front of her. She turned around abruptly and walked out of the bedroom quickly. Her steps were filled with anger, and each step was like a heavy hammer hitting the stairs, making a dull sound.
As soon as she opened the door, Mu Huiying saw Luo Jinxi and Mu Xiaoji helping Jiang Chengyu walk to the door with difficulty. Jiang Chengyu leaned against them lifelessly, like a puppet who had lost his soul.
Mu Huiying frowned, a complicated look flashed in her eyes, and then she asked in a cold voice: "Jinxi, you came here, why did you bring him back? What's going on with him?"
Luo Jinxi was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer. She bit her lips tightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.
Mu Xiaoji raised her head slightly, her eyes full of sarcasm, and said in a cold tone: "Mom, does he need your permission to go back to his own home?"
Mu Huiying sneered as if she had heard some big joke: “Excuse me, since he has returned to his home, I am the one who needs to leave.
Mu Xiaoji, if you still care about our relationship as mother and son, come home with me immediately. I won't allow you to continue doing this absurd thing with him."
Mu Xiaoji's eyes became firm. He hugged Jiang Chengyu tightly and said loudly, "I'm sorry, Mom. The little monster is sick. He needs my care right now. I can't go home with you."
After that, he and Luo Jinxi supported Jiang Chengyu and walked straight to the bedroom upstairs. The two took steps with difficulty, and each step seemed so heavy.
The staircase seemed to be extremely long, and each step seemed to be dragging a heavy lead block. After a lot of effort, they came to the big white bed and carefully placed Jiang Chengyu on the bed, as if placing a precious and fragile treasure.
Mu Xiaoji gently covered Jiang Chengyu with the quilt and tucked the corners in carefully, his eyes full of worry and care.
Then, Mu Xiaoji looked at Luo Jinxi and said, "Jinxi, please help me send my mother off. She hates Little Monster to the core. It would be a good thing for Little Monster to recuperate if she goes back to Red Star Community."
Luo Jinxi nodded, with a look of understanding in his eyes: "Okay, take care of yourself and don't be too sad. Call me if you need anything, I'm leaving first!" After that, Luo Jinxi turned around and walked out of the bedroom with quick steps, gently closing the door.
After going downstairs, Luo Jinxi saw Mu Huiying carrying her packed clothes and luggage, preparing to leave.
Luo Jinxi hurriedly took a few steps, walked to the door and shouted: "Aunt Mu, Xiaoji is worried about you, let me take you home."
Mu Huiying stopped what she was doing by grabbing the door handle, looked at Luo Jinxi and said, "Jinxi, I can just take a taxi back by myself, no need to bother you!"
Luo Jinxi smiled and took the things from Mu Huiying's hand. She said firmly, "Auntie, let me take it to you! This way, Xiaoji won't suffer twice as much!"
As he spoke, Luo Jinxi walked out of the room, went straight to the Range Rover, opened the door, and gestured for him to get in.
Mu Huiying slowly approached Luo Jinxi, her eyes full of confusion: "Xiaoji is suffering from double torture, what does it mean?"
Luo Jinxi lowered his eyelids, looking lonely, and said in a low voice: "I don't know what happened to Jiang Chengyu, he fell into a deep sleep. My grandfather said that if we can't find a way to save him, he may gradually fall into a deep sleep and become a vegetable."
When Mu Huiying heard this, she felt as if her heart had fallen into a cold pond, piercing her bones. Although she could not accept the fact that the two were homosexuals, Jiang Chengyu's previous well-behaved and sensible behavior was not fake.
His clever hands and feet, always with a bright smile, flashed through Mu Huiying's mind. Mu Huiying unconsciously clutched the corners of her clothes with both hands, looked towards the window of their bedroom, her lips trembling slightly, and murmured: "Yu'er...will he really never wake up again?"
Luo Jinxi had a solemn expression, his eyes full of worry: "I don't know, according to what my grandpa said, this is the second time he has fallen into a deep sleep."
Mu Huiying's heart seemed to be a tangled mess that she couldn't untie. The overwhelming emotion was like a surging tide that drowned her completely.
She turned around slowly, and every movement seemed extremely heavy, as if a mountain was pressing down on her.
She walked slowly into the room, step by step, with hesitant steps that seemed to carry a heavy burden. Each step left a deep mark on the ground, as if it was a mark of her inner struggle.
Luo Jinxi followed closely behind Mu Huiying, holding her bag. She looked at Mu Huiying's complicated and tangled back, her brows slightly furrowed, her eyes full of worry and helplessness.
She didn't know what to do in this situation. She just followed Mu Huiying step by step. Her mind was wandering and her thoughts were in disarray. She was full of worries about Jiang Chengyu's condition and the relationship between the mother and son.
The two walked upstairs in silence and came to the door of the master bedroom. Mu Huiying stopped, her body trembling slightly, as if she was afraid of facing something.
After a long time, she seemed to muster up great courage, reached out, grasped the door handle, and then turned it gently.
The moment the door opened, Mu Xiaoji looked towards the door with tears in his eyes. His eyes were full of sadness and anger. His eyes were like a sharp sword, stabbing straight at Mu Huiying.
Mu Huiying walked towards the bedside step by step with mechanical steps.
Her eyes fell on Jiang Chengyu, who was sleeping peacefully. Jiang Chengyu's face was like a sleeping angel, but his lifeless appearance was heartbreaking.
Mu Huiying's lips trembled slightly, and she asked softly, "Xiao Ji, Yu'er...he really can't wake up?" Her voice was very low, almost inaudible, but it contained a hint of imperceptible concern.
Mu Xiaoji sneered, and the laughter sounded particularly harsh in this quiet room. He said coldly: "Isn't this exactly what you want? Humph, from now on I can no longer do anything that disgusts you. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"
His eyes were full of resentment, like a wounded little beast with all its thorns erected.
Luo Jinxi frowned, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and she scolded: "Xiao Ji, I know you are in a bad mood because of Cheng Yu's behavior, but it is not a reason for you to resent your aunt! We should find a way to save him now, instead of hurting each other here."
Mu Xiaoji seemed not to have heard Luo Jinxi's words. He looked up helplessly, his eyes unfocused as he looked at the ceiling, filled with endless emptiness and despair.
He said self-deprecatingly: “In Kuncheng, my father and mother tried every possible way, you could say… they racked their brains to separate us.
The little monster has endured so much alone, but he never tells me about his grievances.
He guards me like a flower in a quiet room without wind and rain, protecting me from being destroyed by wind and rain or being slandered by bad words.
I thought that if I brought him back to G City, everything would be calm and we could live a peaceful and happy life together.
But I didn’t expect… I didn’t expect that he… he, hum, he couldn’t hold on any longer!” Mu Xiaoji’s tears flowed down his cheeks like a flood, soaking his clothes and the sadness of everyone present.
"Why? Why did it happen like this? If I had known that bringing him back would end up like this, I would rather sleep in the ground myself than let him suffer the pain of having his soul torn apart and save my life and be reborn."
Mu Xiaoji's voice was hoarse and sad, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his soul.
Luo Jinxi listened to Mu Xiaoji's explanation and could no longer hold back the grief in her heart. She burst into tears, her shoulders trembling constantly, and her eyes blurred with tears. The whole room was shrouded in an atmosphere of sadness and despair, as if the world had lost its color.