Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 676 Dawn (82)

After hearing this, Yan Zhen felt a mix of emotions.

She finally understood why Jing Chen possessed a contradictory quality—both childlike and world-weary.

He was naive because his country was destroyed and his family perished when he was young, and he spent the next few decades in exile. He died at the age of 21.

He was like a tree that hadn't had a chance to grow up before being frozen in ice and snow, his mind forever frozen at 21.

He was weathered by life because he was forced to use the mind of a 21-year-old to understand the ugliest things in the world, experience the cruelest things, and see through everything related to human nature.

He lived alone for many, many years.

Yan Zhen remained silent for a long time before saying, "You must have been very lonely all these years, right?"

"Fortunately, people have expectations only when they have pursuits. When there are no desires or goals, time has no meaning for me. I can't feel the passage of time, so I can't feel lonely."

"And what happened after you met me?" Yan Zhen asked. "When I wasn't in the Quick Transmigration Division, didn't you look forward to my return? When we weren't together, didn't you want to see me?"

Jing Chen paused, then turned to look out the car window: "What's the point of saying all this now?"

Yan Zhen clicked his tongue: "Your heart is as hard as iron."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Chen, who was looking out the car window, suddenly sat up straight and stared at the "Construction Ahead, Please Detour" sign that flashed by on the side of the road for two seconds. He turned around and reminded Yan Zhen: "There is construction ahead, this road is impassable, we have to detour."

"Is that so?" Yan Zhen said casually, but the car did not slow down at all, nor did it show any intention of stopping and turning around.

Jing Chen realized something from her expression and movements, and frowned: "What are you doing? Stop the car!"

"I don't like owing favors to others. Since I can't persuade you to go back, I have no choice but to forcibly bring you back to the Quick Transmigration Division."

Jing Chen's expression changed drastically.

He clenched his fist, his eyes darting quickly over Yan Zhen, searching for a way to stop her.

Grabbing the steering wheel is definitely out of the question. Not only is Yan Zhen on guard against him right now, but even if he succeeds in grabbing the steering wheel, given Yan Zhen's years of playing ball and riding horses, the two of them will definitely clash in the driver's seat, and he'll die even faster in that situation.

“Even if you take me back to the Quick Transmigration Division, I will come back again. Don’t waste your time. You can’t stop me!” Jing Chen tried to reason with Yan Zhen. “The car accident will only make you and me experience a painful death. It has no other meaning.”

“Oh, I see…” Yan Zhen’s voice trailed off as he gripped the steering wheel and gave Jing Chen a very irritating look. “But I damaged the brakes before we set off. There’s a dead end ahead due to a landslide, and the city issued a notice a few days ago saying they’re going to repair the road… We can’t turn back now. What are we going to do?”

Jing Chen: "..."

No wonder Yan Zhen unusually offered to drive today; it turns out she had already made up her mind...

This madman!

As the two were talking, a tall roadblock appeared ahead. Behind the roadblock was a dead-end road under repair. If the car sped over the roadblock and then plunged into the dead-end road, they would surely die.

"Yan Zhen!" Jing Chen exclaimed angrily, "You're a madman!"

He was met with a disdainful sneer from Yan Zhen, and the car continued to move at an undiminished speed.

Just as the car crashed into the roadblock, Jingchen suddenly unbuckled his seatbelt and lunged towards the driver's seat, using his body to tightly protect Yanzhen.

Yan Zhen was held in his arms. With the loud crash of the car breaking through the roadblock, everything went black before her eyes. Then, she felt dizzy and the world spun around her. It was like she was thrown into a washing machine filled with blades, which scraped her until she was covered in blood.

She lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Zhen woke up groggily.

Yan Zhen's eyelids felt incredibly heavy, and she had to use all her strength to open them. Through her blood-blurred, dark red vision, she saw Jing Chen still clinging to her, the two of them hanging upside down in the overturned car in an extremely comical pose.

The airbag that deployed from the driver's seat had already collapsed, the front of the car was severely deformed, and both people were trapped in the driver's seat.

There were flashlight beams flickering above the collapsed, dead-end road, indicating that rescue workers had arrived.

Yan Zhen realized the situation clearly, her head was throbbing with pain, and she cursed, "Damn it."

She had barely finished speaking when Jing Chen, who was lying on top of her and barely breathing, suddenly laughed.

He said, "Serves you right."

Yan Zhen wanted to kick him, but found that his legs were stuck in the deformed driver's cab and he couldn't move or feel anything.

She could only turn her head to the side and bite down on Jingchen's cheek.

Yan Zhen didn't use much force, but when he bit down, his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

Jing Chen groaned as he was bitten, but didn't move. He spoke with labored breathing: "Stop messing around, save your energy for rescue."

Yan Zhen held onto a small piece of flesh on his cheek and wouldn't let go, mumbling, "Don't need rescue, go back to the Quick Transmigration Division."

Jing Chen: "..."

He simply stopped answering.

Yan Zhen bit down slightly, making Jing Chen hiss. Jing Chen turned his face away, freeing his cheek from Yan Zhen's teeth.

But as soon as Yan Zhen relented, he suddenly coughed and then choked on a mouthful of blood.

The two were hanging upside down, and the blood choked Yan Zhen directly onto her nose and eyes, covering her face.

Jing Chen was startled: "Zhenzhen!"

Yan Zhen choked and was about to say something when, as soon as he opened his mouth, large mouthfuls of blood gushed out, spraying blood all over Jing Chen's face, who was standing right next to him.

"Zhenzhen! Zhenzhen!" Jing Chen's voice changed in surprise.

Yan Zhen's consciousness quickly became hazy, but he still managed to reassure Jing Chen: "What's the panic? I'm just leaving first... cough cough cough..."

After a series of heart-wrenching coughs, Yan Zhen couldn't even open his eyelids.

"Zhenzhen, don't sleep!" Jing Chen had a vague feeling of returning to the time when he was doing Zhou Rang's mission. He had only gone out to buy some things, and when he came back, Ming Yiwei was gone.

When I saw her again, she was lying in the overturned car, a large piece of broken glass piercing her heart, her body stiff and cold.

The profound despair he felt then seemed to transcend time and space, returning to him in this very moment.

Even though he knew that death was just a means for Yan Zhen to return to the Quick Transmigration Division, and that she would become the lively, sharp-tongued Yan Zhen again once she returned, he still felt a pang of heartache and couldn't breathe when he saw Yan Zhen lying there covered in blood.

This is Zhenzhen, whom he raised with his own hands. Every inch of her flesh and every hair on her body was carefully nurtured by him with money and time.

"Brother..." Yan Zhen couldn't open his eyes and called out to him in a daze, "I'm in pain."

Jing Chen quickly asked, "Where does it hurt?"

"It hurts everywhere." Yan Zhen's voice grew softer and softer, tears welling up in her eyes. She suddenly sobbed, "Brother, don't go."

Jing Chen: "..."

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was his sister or Yan Zhen.

A flashlight beam swept past the shattered car window, and the voices of the rescuers grew closer.

"What will I do without you..." Yan Zhen sobbed. "No one will peel crayfish for me, no one will stand up for me when I'm bullied... And my ponies, I have so many ponies, without you, I don't know how to earn money, I simply can't afford to support them all by myself..."

Jing Chen: "..."

Yan Zhen became increasingly heartbroken as she spoke, and burst into tears.

Jing Chen stared at Yan Zhen, who was crying uncontrollably in a daze, and his eyes gradually welled up with tears.

He always thought of exchanging his boring and uninteresting life for a healthy life for Yan Zhen, but he ignored the fact that the girl who was covered in wounds was being slowly healed by him during the past thirteen years of living together.

Jingchen's hands were unable to move, so he could only lean forward with difficulty and gently press his cheek against Yanzhen.

"Okay, brother won't leave."