Chapter Six

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Ori Choyue returned to the scene to wait for the police. As dusk fell and the wind picked up, fear crept into her heart. What if he suddenly appeared before her? She might be scared to death. As Ori Choyue shivered all over, a dark shadow emerged behind her...

Rain Xingyue took Sun Ying back home. Even recalling the scene, Rain Xingyue still trembled all over. He had thought he understood life and death, but now realized how naive that was—he had yet to grasp its true meaning. Struggling for breath, Rain Xingyue refrained from going out, as Butler Luo was occupied indoors. He rushed to the kitchen, poured himself some water, and gulped it down three times before finally calming himself.

"Big Brother, are you alright? What did you see that frightened you so?" Since Rain Xingyue’s return, Sun Ying sensed something was wrong—he was trembling uncontrollably. Could it be that he saw something she was not meant to see?

Rain Xingyue turned and said, "Don't speak of what happened today. What I saw is something your age should never witness. Don’t tell Butler Luo. If you saw it, you’d have nightmares."

"Okay... I’ll keep it a secret." Sun Ying was curious about what Rain Xingyue had seen, but she knew it was best to not know such things at her age.

That night, Rain Xingyue was filled with guilt. Why had he left Ori Choyue alone? He shouldn’t have abandoned her there. He decided not to wake Sun Ying—if she knew his intentions, she might follow him into danger. Half an hour later, after repeatedly confirming Sun Ying was asleep, and with Butler Luo still not back, Rain Xingyue considered leaving through the front gate. However, the creaking sound of the gate opening might wake Sun Ying, so he opted for the back door through the kitchen, a secret entrance unknown to others. Having thoroughly inspected the villa earlier, he was familiar with every corner.

Perhaps it was fear, coupled with the darkness that made the road invisible, but clutching this fear, Rain Xingyue returned to the narrow path he and Ori Choyue had taken home.

He turned on his phone’s flashlight, stepping cautiously. Every fork in the path could hide danger. Ori Choyue had mentioned that Honda Haoyun liked to prey on lone walkers on this road—though those attacks mostly targeted students walking home alone after school and were in the past, Rain Xingyue remained fearful.

He wondered if these so-called robberies were actually murders, with bodies destroyed to leave no trace. No witnesses would survive to reveal the truth.

Arriving at the scene where the victim woman had been found, Rain Xingyue saw police cars cordoning off the area and investigations underway. He sighed in relief. The flashing red and blue lights gave him a sense of security.

Yet, he still didn’t know how Ori Choyue was and lacked any contact information for her—otherwise, he wouldn’t have had to come all this way.

Police officers on site noticed Rain Xingyue approaching and hurriedly called out, "What are you doing here? This isn’t a place for you. Leave immediately!"

"Sorry, I’m looking for someone—her name is Ori Choyue. I’m worried about her safety and came to check." Rain Xingyue communicated in Japanese.

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"Ori Choyue? Are you talking about this person?" The officer turned toward an ambulance. Rain Xingyue’s heart sank—the look in the officer’s eyes told him something was wrong.

Ignoring protests, Rain Xingyue rushed to the ambulance and saw Ori Choyue barely clinging to life. Her forehead was bandaged, yet the blood wouldn’t stop flowing.

"Who are you to her? We’re about to take her to the hospital," the doctor said urgently. Rain Xingyue understood the gravity.

"He... is my... friend," Ori Choyue gasped the words with her fading breath.

"Focus on yourself first! Doctor, take her to the hospital quickly!" The doctor urged.

Rain Xingyue climbed into the ambulance as it left the scene. His immediate concern was Ori Choyue’s condition. Judging by the state she was in, the attack had occurred about half an hour earlier—after she had reported the incident to the police. This was Rain Xingyue’s conclusion.

The next morning, Sun Ying awoke to find Rain Xingyue was gone. She went to his room to wake him but he wasn’t there. Butler Luo was the first to notice Rain Xingyue’s absence and had gone searching for him, not yet returned. However, he knew Rain Xingyue was at the hospital and went back to the villa to wake Sun Ying, only to find she was already awake.

"Grandpa Luo, have you seen Big Brother?" Sun Ying anxiously grabbed his sleeve.

"He’s at the hospital now. We’re going to pick him up. Bring his things," Luo said calmly, though his words struck Sun Ying like a blow.

"Grandpa Luo, what happened to him? Please tell me!"

"It’s nothing serious. You’ll understand when we get there. Hurry and pack his things—and yours too."

Sun Ying wanted to ask more, but Luo’s expression grew stern, signaling there wasn’t much time.

She returned to her room, changed into her uniform without washing her face or brushing her teeth, grabbed Rain Xingyue’s school bag, and left with Luo.

On the way, Sun Ying remained silent, gazing out the window. Since yesterday, Rain Xingyue had been unsettled. She longed to know what he had seen but doubted he would share it—such scenes only left deep psychological scars.

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Throughout the journey, Sun Ying kept looking out the window without speaking. Luo understood how worried she was about Rain Xingyue. In his heart, he marveled that the young lady had grown up and now cared deeply for someone—Rain Xingyue. It was no small thing to inspire such concern.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Rain Xingyue was just stepping outside. His eyes bore the dark circles of a sleepless night.

He opened the car door and immediately fell asleep inside. He felt utterly drained—and with good reason.

After following the ambulance to the hospital last night, Ori Choyue was rushed into surgery. Rain Xingyue waited anxiously outside for news. Two hours later, the doctor emerged from the operating room, and Ori Choyue’s parents arrived.

Initially, they blamed Rain Xingyue for her injuries and slapped him, refusing to listen to his explanation. Rain Xingyue understood their worry, but explaining only made it seem like he was hiding something.

A doctor eventually revealed the truth: Ori Choyue had been attacked by Honda Haoyun. Rain Xingyue’s physique alone couldn’t have inflicted such fatal wounds.

Realizing Rain Xingyue was not responsible, her parents felt deeply ashamed for slapping him. Rain Xingyue just smiled to ease the tension—if they wouldn’t listen, there was no use explaining further.

Then the doctor said to Ori Choyue’s parents, "The patient urgently needs a blood transfusion. Who among you is blood type B?"

Everyone froze. Ori Choyue’s father was first to step forward for testing. To everyone’s surprise, he was not blood type B. This led him to doubt whether Ori Choyue was truly his biological daughter, casting a suspicious glance at her mother.

Rain Xingyue ignored their quarrel—it only wasted precious time critical to saving Ori Choyue’s life. He volunteered, saying he was blood type O and could sustain her until a type B donor arrived.

The doctor accompanied Rain Xingyue to draw blood. Being considerate, the doctor limited the amount to about 400 milliliters, as too much type O blood could be harmful.

After losing that much blood, Rain Xingyue felt darkness closing in, but his willpower urged him not to collapse. Leaning heavily on a bench, he closed his eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep, oblivious to the world around him.

When he woke the next morning, he found himself lying in a hospital bed. The first thing he saw was his reflection in a mirror—his heavy dark circles startled him.

"You’re awake. You must remain still for now. We need to confirm your condition before you can be discharged," a male doctor said.