latelenovela Chapter 280 Regret and Backlash
Chapter 280 Regret and Backlash
Time was like a gurgling stream, passing away quietly without anyone noticing. A few years passed in a flash, and Su Ran was also lost in the long river of time. He had already lost count of how many times he had stood in front of Shen Li's bed again with a heart full of sorrow and regret, like a statue with its soul taken away.
The maids and servants in Lady Fuxi's mansion had already understood the situation, and with Zhang's silent permission, they retreated lightly and silently.
This small space filled with endless sorrow was gently left to Su Ran and Shen Li, who was sleeping deep in the years, as if this had become a tacit understanding that was deep in their bones and needed no words, witnessing Su Ran's deep and desperate waiting in this silent flow.
At this moment, Su Ran looked so haggard and thin that it was heartbreaking. His bony body looked even thinner and lonelier wrapped in the loose black robe, like a dead tree shivering in the cold wind.
His white hair was scattered on his shoulders in a messy manner like frost and snow. Those strands of white hair seemed to be ropes woven from the sadness of the years, tightly entangling him in the abyss of pain. He was completely different from the high-spirited and unrestrained man in the past. Now he was just a poor man swallowed by regret and pain.
Just a moment, just a glance, looking at Shen Li's bloodless but still heartbreakingly beautiful face, his eyes were already red, tears swirling in his eyes, like a surging tide trapped in a small world, about to burst out and soak the cold air.
He slowly stretched out his bony hand with bulging veins, as if he was touching a rare treasure, and carefully held Shen Li's cold hand. The cold touch from his fingertips was like a warm electric current that went straight to his heart, as if this was the only salvation in his life and his last bit of comfort in this desolate world.
His voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been polished by sandpaper, filled with endless pain and self-blame. The voice echoed softly in the silent room, like the groan of a wounded beast in the middle of the night.
He whispered, "Ari, I've come to see you again. Over the years, I've tried everything, visited every talented person in the world, crossed countless mountains and rivers, and walked through unfamiliar towns, but I still have no idea how to save you. I was really desperate, so I took the risk of exploring the secrets of heaven. It was a dangerous area I had never set foot in, but I didn't expect..."
Before he could finish his words, a violent cough suddenly erupted from his chest like a volcano, as if it was going to tear his entire body apart.
He quickly turned his head, his back to Shen Li, and covered his mouth tightly with a handkerchief. The handkerchief trembled in his hand, as if it was also crying for his pain.
The coughs were heart-wrenching, each one like a sharp dagger, piercing his chest fiercely, as if to shatter his soul and make him sink in endless pain.
After a long time, the coughing gradually subsided. He slowly put down his handkerchief and looked up at the shocking scarlet on the handkerchief. The bright color was like the red spider lily blooming in hell, exuding the breath of death.
A trace of despair and loneliness flashed in his eyes, as if he was a lamb lost in the darkness, unable to find his way home.
But he still endured the physical discomfort and inner sadness. The sadness was like a surging wave, beating against his fragile heart again and again. He continued, "I was unwilling to give up, so I once again peeped into the secrets of heaven, trying to find a glimmer of hope for your future, even if it was only a faint ray of light.
But this time, I fell into endless darkness and couldn't see anything in front of me, as if I was shrouded in a thick fog.
Fate seems to have completely severed our connection, leaving me wandering in this confusion, like a headless fly, unable to find my direction or see the future.
At this point, Su Ran's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a bitter and desolate smile, which was uglier than crying. The laughter echoed in the silent room, making people feel extremely sad, as if it was the saddest music in the world.
He murmured softly, "This time, no one will give me the medicine to repair the backlash from prying into the secrets of heaven. Perhaps this is my retribution. I'm afraid my broken body won't be able to hold on for much longer. Perhaps soon, I'll be able to accompany you..."
Although his words were filled with despair, his eyes still flickered with stubbornness and reluctance. That ray of light was like a firefly in the dark, weak but firm, as if even in the face of death, he still could not let go of his concern and attachment to Shen Li. It was a love that went deep into his bones, a persistence that transcended life and death.
Su Ran sat quietly beside the bed, holding Shen Li's hand tightly, as if time had stopped for them. In this small world, there were only the two of them.
He felt a mixture of emotions, including regret for the past, which bit at his heart like a poisonous snake.
He was also confused about the future, and that confusion was like a thick fog that made it impossible for him to see the road ahead;
But beneath it all, that deep and persistent love, like a bright star, shone with a faint but firm light in this dark moment, illuminating the small corner of his heart, allowing him to still hold on to a glimmer of hope in this abyss of despair, even if that hope was so slim...