Chapter 25: Life and Death Part Ways (5)

  Zhang Fan only had time to glance at Ouni, and then he fell to the ground along with her body. When Ouni started making abnormal movements, Zhang Fan sensed that something was off. As he fell to the ground following Ouni's momentum, a gust of wind blade also shot out simultaneously, aiming straight for the neck of the black-clothed man holding the police baton-like object.

  Whoosh... whoosh... Two sounds. The first whoosh was the sound of the black-clad man being struck by the wind blade and falling to the ground. The second whoosh was Zhang Fan clearly hearing his own heartbeat. Zhang Fan's hand stroked Ouni's back, and when Ouni fell onto Zhang Fan, apart from her body shaking slightly, there were no other abnormal reactions. Is she okay? Zhang Fan gently sat up, holding Ouni in his arms.

  What's warm and smooth on my hand? Zhang Fan pulled his hand out from Ouni's waist and opened his palm to take a look. It was bright red blood, covering the entire palm of Zhang Fan's hand. Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat, could it be that Ouni... no... I haven't saved her from danger yet, I haven't let her live a happy life, she can't leave me like this.

  "Ouni... Ouni..." Zhang Fan slapped Ouni's cheek with his other hand, which was not stained with blood, and kept calling out her name. Ouni's face was deathly pale, without a hint of color, as if it had been covered with a thick layer of white powder.

  "Ou Ni... Ou Ni..." Zhang Fan increased the force and volume of his slapping, his voice unable to conceal the sorrow and panic within.

  "Uh..." Ouni hummed softly and slowly came to. Her eyes, looking at Zhang Fan, were exceptionally bright and clear. "You don't look too good!" Ouni slowly raised her hand and gently stroked Zhang Fan's cheek, whispering a sentence.

  "Ouni... it's okay, I'll take you away from this place right now." Zhang Fan held Ouni tightly in his arms and said firmly to her. "Ouni, you must be fine, I must make sure you're fine," Zhang Fan repeated to himself over and over again, thinking that he owed Ouni too much and didn't want to let her leave without treating her well, making him live with the guilt of not being good to Ouni for the rest of his life.

  "Uh...", Ouni groaned in pain as Zhang Fan moved, and she buried her face in his chest. Hearing Ouni's painful voice, Zhang Fan didn't dare move her again, he could only gently hold her in his arms. After catching her breath, Ouni continued: "No... it's not necessary, I have a lot to say to you."

  "Go on! I'm listening." Enduring the heart-wrenching feeling, Zhang Fan gently combed through Ouni's slightly disheveled hair with his hand.

  "My name is Evgeniya Yekaterina."

  Upon hearing Ouni's words, Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment. Could it be that Ouni had regained her lost memories? Before Zhang Fan could even open his mouth to ask Ouni, she continued speaking.

  "I and my mother were just ordinary residents of the small town of Ailanca. I don't even know why they targeted us. Maybe it's because my mother was too capable, and I was born too beautiful. Cough... cough... " Ouni said up to this point, couldn't help but start coughing, her cough interrupting the bitter smile on her face. Zhang Fan looked at Ouni with a pained expression, didn't expect that at this time, Ouni would still think of all sorts of things from before. Should he be grateful that Ouni remembered, or should he be sad that she finally knew who she was at this time?

  After stabilizing her breathing, Ouni continued: "It was probably three years ago! Our lives underwent a drastic change, and I don't know where my mother got so much money from. It was enough to change our lives in ways we never could have imagined. She sent me abroad to school, saying she wanted me to further my studies and give me a good educational environment. She asked me to live independently and promised that we wouldn't have any contact until I finished my studies. I didn't understand why my mother made such a request, but at the time, I had no choice. So I left her for almost two and a half years. Until six months ago, when I couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to come back and see her. But after returning, I found that I couldn't find her anywhere. It wasn't until much later, by chance, that I discovered the beautiful Countess Yekaterina was actually my long-lost mother. It was at a high-society party hosted by one of my boyfriends - you know, the kind where everyone is either rich or noble. At the time, I really couldn't believe it was my mother, and she didn't contact me, even when she saw me, she pretended not to recognize me. That day, at the party, I secretly found her, but she still refused to acknowledge me as her daughter and wanted security to escort me out. I pulled her, wanting to take her to see a doctor... cough..." Ouni couldn't help but cough again. Her labored breathing sounded in Zhang Fan's ears, causing him unbearable heartache, wishing he could bear some of the pain for her. Unfortunately, not even a little bit of suffering could be shared with Ouni.

  "Ouni, if it's too painful, don't say it now, we have plenty of time for you to tell me later." Zhang Fan couldn't help but interrupt Ouni's words, seeing the pained look on her face was like a knife cutting into his own heart.

  "It's nothing..." Ouni smiled at Zhang Fan, and that smile fell into his eyes, making him want to cry. "I'm afraid I won't be able to talk to you like this in the future."

  "Don't say that, O'Neill will be fine. From now on, I'll take good care of O'Neill and let her give birth to a few little rascals for me. Every winter from now on, I'll bring them to the Alps to ski. I'll take them to live in a small wooden house, and in that small wooden house, I'll tell them how their father met their beautiful mother here. Although those words are fake, Zhang Fan said them without hesitation. If O'Neill wasn't injured now, it's unknown whether she would survive or not in the future, would Zhang Fan still say this? But at this moment, Zhang Fan really thought so."

  Ou Ni heard Zhang Fan's words, and a look of utmost longing appeared on her face. She seemed to be tired from talking, leaned into Zhang Fan's arms, closed her eyes, and softly sighed. "Hehe... such a scene, it's really great... so beautiful."

  "So, Ouni, you must cheer up, I'll take you to see a doctor." Zhang Fansheng was afraid that Ouni would fall asleep like this, and he kept gently patting Ouni's cheeks with his hand.

  Ou Ni opened her eyes with Zhang Fan's movements, shook her head at Zhang Fan and said: "I'm fine, my story isn't over yet."