BC Chapter 157

Xue Yiran had faced death head-on more than once, but this was the first time she felt such intense hatred for it. Even before, when she was constantly bullied, she hadn’t hated her own weakness and incompetence this much. Because in this moment of life and death, she had made a change after all, and successfully escaped the control of those perverts.

During her escape, although she was always disheveled and often starved, being free from the bullying of her classmates and the control of her family gave her a sense of true freedom and unrestraint. So, when it came to pure hatred, she only harbored intense animosity towards those beasts who bullied others at will. Other than that, she hadn’t really taken other unsatisfactory things to heart, so she didn’t hate her family or the environment she grew up in.

Anyway, life was just a day-to-day waste of time. Without strong goals to achieve and not caring about anyone or anything, she couldn’t escape a mediocre and bland life no matter what, so she felt indifferent.

But now, she truly began to hate death – she could feel it dragging away Jie Min’s vitality without looking back, and as it left, Jie Min’s body was gradually cooling down, leaving Xue Yiran panicked and helpless.

Indeed, if you really think about it, Xue Yiran and Jie Min hadn’t known each other for very long, and their understanding of each other was minimal. But in just a short time, she felt a change deep within herself while interacting with Jie Min—she thought she was just a background character anywhere she went, but she was surprised, confused, apprehensive, and secretly pleased when Jie Min cared for her. The attachment and reluctance that arose from being constantly cared for gave her a new and different sense of her own existence – something she had never experienced before in her life.

From the small issue of Xue Yiran always falling behind before the Second Base was established, to the big issue of Jie Min accidentally discovering her mutant identity. She thought her shortcomings and secrets would be exploited, but Jie Min treated them as if nothing had happened.

It was as if no matter how shocking the information she received from Xue Yiran, she would always treat it with peace and elegance, and always smile indifferently, continuing to stay by her side, not exaggerating anything, nor self-righteously lecturing or questioning her, and even more so, she would not say much when facing other people’s questions, keeping everything about Xue Yiran a secret.

Ah, yes, every time their eyes met, she liked to give her a warm smile, making Xue Yiran always shy away, because she always felt that other people’s too straightforward gazes or appreciation would burn her like the summer sun… Xue Yiran recalled blankly… Even though it wasn’t herself who was about to lose her life, she felt like she was seeing a pre-death panorama.

Many times, Xue Yiran wondered if this woman was too easy to get along with. In such a dangerous and perilous environment, she always treated herself so gently. Compared to her previous decade of training, it made Xue Yiran suddenly feel like she was truly alive now – how ridiculous, the fact that she was alive had to be confirmed by someone’s attention.

But if Xue Yiran were to say it, she obviously didn’t dislike Jie Min’s attention and care; in fact, if she dug deeper, she seemed to enjoy it a little.

Like what? Oh yes, like a weed that has always grown in a dark corner, and as it gradually grows larger, the tips of its fully extended branches are fortunate enough to touch the warmth of the sun, so it tries harder to get closer to that warmth. With shyness, with fear, but also with some unspeakable desire.

Maybe, maybe life is really long, so long that ambitions dissipate, souls scatter, and enthusiasm fades. But if Xue Yiran were to say it, true living might be like that sentence she saw online before – just a moment.

The moment Jie Min looked at her and smiled, the moment she called her name, the moment she shared snacks with her, the moment she pulled up the fallen herself, the moment she stood in front of her regardless of everything…

Huh? Strange… Xue Yiran seemed to have just realized something, and her eyes began to burn with a scorching temperature…

Why are these moments all related to Jie Min? Am I… am I…? As her heart twinged, Xue Yiran subconsciously tightened her grip on Jie Min’s gradually cooling body, and tears finally fell like broken beads…

I… have I lost her?

Her smile, her voice, her body temperature… all of these, will I never have the chance to see, hear, or feel again???

Why? Why? Why?!

For me? This worthless life of mine?!

Not worth it! Not worth it! You silly woman!! Just let me die, you come back! You come back to me!! Xue Yiran’s unfocused gaze finally settled on Jie Min’s paper-white face, and some of the winding blood had dried into fixed traces. The white skin and red blood contrasted each other, like the final curtain call of fate, beautiful but lifeless.

Xue Yiran’s hands suddenly tightened, as if to knead Jie Min into her body, to let her breathe her breath, to let her flow her blood, and even to offer her her life.

She exerted herself silently, opening her mouth fruitlessly, the muscles on her neck tensing, her face flushed, but other than the endless tears, she found that she couldn’t even cry out. All her emotions twisted into an insoluble knot, blocking in her chest, full and swelling endlessly.

Ah… she wanted to shout, but she found that she couldn’t even breathe smoothly, let alone make a sound. Even with her mouth wide open, she could only suck in a weak stream of air…

Great sorrow seemed to have materialized into tangible pain, enveloping Xue Yiran.

But the cold-faced, cold-hearted black-haired woman didn’t care about the person who had just died at her hands, nor did she seem to care about Xue Yiran, who was in extreme grief. She took out a silver handcuff from her pocket and walked straight towards the paralyzed Xue Yiran.

Her original goal was to bring back a natural mutant test subject to hand in, and it didn’t matter whether they were old or young. So, seeing that the dead Jie Min was useless, she directly turned to Xue Yiran, who still had research value. As long as she handcuffed this girl, half of her mission would be complete.

However, just as she leaned down and reached out to Xue Yiran, who was already disheartened, an arrow carrying murderous intent whistled from her side. By the time she realized what was happening, the arrowhead was already close at hand, and she could only tilt her head back as much as possible while twisting her head sharply to the side.

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