Chapter 172: Withered, The Flower Of Love That Never Bloomed
Su Wanyuan’s voice trembled: “Wh-what?”
Huo Chengxuan smiled and beckoned to Su Wanyuan, signaling her to lean in.
Su Wanyuan didn’t dare resist and obediently went over. After Huo Chengxuan whispered something, Su Wanyuan’s pupils trembled, her lips quivering faintly too. She nodded stiffly: “Okay, okay…”
Huo Chengxuan’s smile widened: “Good girl.”
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The closer it got to December, the more changes appeared on Jiang Ning’s body.
She would suddenly wear a white princess dress, sit in front of the mirror to dress up, and sometimes lose control of her temper, snapping at those around her.
She would have nightmares all night, dreaming of a clawing black shadow lunging at her.
The sensation of being dragged by the black shadow into endless freefall made her jolt awake in the middle of the night every time.
Tonight, Jiang Ning had a dream again.
That black shadow gradually became clear, turning into her own face.
But this face was full of rage and ferocity.
She lunged at her clawing, and Jiang Ning felt herself grabbed as if it were real.
Her voice was shrill and furious: “Intruder, get out of my body! What kind of wretch are you? Don’t you have your own father and mother? You have to come steal mine. I only love Lan Li Gege. Being with that poor ghost Xie Jingyan is defiling me, disgusting me. I want to kill you both!”
Jiang Ning had no strength in her body.
She stared at the face identical to hers but with a completely different temperament, somewhat dazed.
“This body has a soul?”
The “Jiang Ning” opposite gnashed her teeth in fury: “You’re the one who pushed me out, took over my body, and messed up my life. Why did you refuse him when Lan Li Gege agreed to our engagement? You wretch, why did you accept Jiang Yan and that Jiang Li who should have died long ago? Everything in the Jiang Family should be mine! Everyone’s love is mine! Go die, go die.”
As she lunged, Jiang Ning jolted awake from the nightmare.
She sat straight up, staring at the pitch-black room as her eyes slowly focused.
Her hand reached for the switch by the bedside, and the lights in the entire room came on.
Jiang Ning went to the drinking area in the room and got a cup of warm water.
After gulping it down, she checked the time—it was only three-thirty in the early morning. Jiang Ning opened the curtains; at the end of November, even the moon on the horizon seemed lonely.
Jiang Ning: “Little Honey, in the end, I’ll be controlled too, until my soul can no longer return to this body. At that point, has this world consciousness completed its task? A kind of ‘annihilation’ in some sense.”
Little Honey floated out leisurely, the orange-yellow light ball hovering in front of Jiang Ning’s window: “Host, if before that, task progress reaches one hundred percent, you can return to your own world. If you insist on staying here, I don’t know what will happen in the future. You’ve already been designated as someone who shouldn’t exist in this world, classified as a dangerous element disrupting world balance.”
Jiang Ning just chuckled lightly, as if mocking: “Then this world is too vulnerable.”
She couldn’t sleep anymore.
Every night as soon as she fell asleep, she would dream of another “Jiang Ning” who wanted to come back, but because Jiang Ning was there, control of this body always remained with Jiang Ning.
Thinking it was still early, Jiang Ning simply took out her tablet and started drawing manga.
She had already changed the original story’s melodramatic plot into a story about a girl who transmigrated from a different world and ultimately gained happiness.
A series of stories based on Jiang Ning’s own experiences as the theme, with people around her as prototypes.
In the manga, the female lead transmigrated as the vicious female supporting character with a mission, aiming to repair the world, match the male lead and female lead in the book, and follow the plot to maintain the world’s stability.
By coincidence, she met the male lead, and the two fell in love.
Her current plot had reached the male lead’s confession. If she accepted, the world would be perfectly balanced.
Jiang Ning drew to this point, thought for a moment, and ultimately drew a different direction.
The female lead refused the male lead’s confession, and by accident, the male lead learned the female lead’s true purpose.
The title was 【Withered, the Love Flower That Never Bloomed.】
From then on, the male lead no longer contacted the female lead.
Jiang Ning finished drawing this and clicked publish.
During this time, her manga’s stats had skyrocketed to second place on the site.
As soon as this chapter was released, dozens of manga readers came in.
Subscriptions quickly surpassed the number one manga’s author “Chu Chu Moving.”
Jiang Ning looked at the red 99+ messages in the backend but didn’t dare click them.
They were probably all cursing her.
With the manga drawn to this point, Jiang Ning didn’t know how to continue afterward.
She applied to pause updates.
Let this imperfect story come to a temporary end.
Jiang Ning stayed awake until dawn.
Because she was too sleepy, she napped at school.
Later, Sui Tang came calling her in a panic: “Cousin, cousin, uncle-in-law is in trouble. Go to the hospital quick.”
Jiang Ning’s sleepiness vanished instantly in fright.
“What happened?”
Sui Tang was almost crying: “I don’t know either. I heard he got distracted while driving and collided with a large truck. He’s still in the rescue room receiving treatment, and we don’t know his condition.”
Jiang Ning didn’t care about anything else and hurriedly ran outside.
Xie Jingyan grabbed her hand and ran with her: “I’ll go with you.”
Jiang Ning did not refuse: “Okay.”
Jiang Ning took leave, and half an hour later arrived at Jin Cheng People’s Hospital.
At the entrance to the rescue room.
Jiang Ning saw Madam Jiang crying her eyes out.
She looked haggard, with red eye sockets, Sitting blankly on the side. There was some blood and scratches on her face, her arm had received simple emergency treatment wrapped in white gauze, her forehead was bruised from the impact with a layer of ointment applied, apparently medicated.
Old Madam Sui was holding Madam Jiang to comfort her.
Old Master Sui was leaning on crutches with a worried expression, looking toward the operating room entrance.
And Jiang Yan, who had been discharged for a week, was also there.
He had mostly been hiding in another villa and not showing his face; this was the first time Jiang Ning had seen him since his discharge.
Compared to before, Jiang Yan had become even more silent and reticent, isolated as if forgotten by the world.
Jiang Ning thought that this youth’s destiny should not be like this.
But she was also helpless; she could save people, but she didn’t know how to rescue those who were bound.
She hurriedly walked forward: “Maternal Grandfather, Maternal Grandmother, Mom, how is my father?”
Old Madam Sui shook her head, her eyes revealing worry: “I don’t know. He was driving
Jiang Ning lowered her eyes, feeling somewhat sad. She looked at Madam Jiang.
It seemed like only a few short hours had passed, but Madam Jiang’s white hair on her head had grown whiter by a layer.
Even her well-maintained face had aged considerably.
She looked at the operating room with the red light on, her throat tightening slightly, her eyes also turning red.
Although Father Jiang made mistakes when he was young, he is a good father. Jiang Ning has been living in a honey jar since childhood, and he has never let her suffer any grievances.
Wishing all the babies a happy New Year!
