The Rescued Girl 6

"Why... why..."

Mayu's shoulders stopped shaking. Slowly, ever so slowly, she lowered her hands from her face and raised her head.

On that face utterly washed away by tears, within those swollen red eyes, there was no longer sorrow or confusion.

A scorching, intense emotion burned within them—a hatred mixed with incomprehension, resentment, and the feeling of being abandoned.

Her gaze no longer drifted. It stabbed straight at Xia Ya.

Why—

The word rolled repeatedly between her cracked lips, every syllable laden with weight.

"Why! Why!"

Her voice suddenly rose, hoarse and shrill. This was not a question, but an accusation.

"..."

Xia Ya did not answer. He merely looked at her silently, allowing that hate-filled gaze to pierce through him.

There was no expression on his face. His blue eyes were as deep as the ocean on a winter night, swallowing all her emotions without raising a single ripple.

The next moment, Mayu's body suddenly tipped forward, and she crashed into Xia Ya's arms.

She said nothing more. Instead, she poured every emotion she could not express in words into her actions.

She leaned all her weight against Xia Ya, clenched her hands into tiny fists, and began pounding wildly against his chest.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

At first, those fists still carried the force of release. Every blow made a dull sound against Xia Ya's officer's uniform.

He could feel the impacts striking the muscles beneath the fabric, but he did not move, allowing her to vent.

Why—Mayu did not finish the thought.

Her lips moved, but no sound came out.

Though she did not say it aloud... he could probably guess what she wanted to ask.

Why did you save me? If I had not been saved, could I have turned to dust alongside my family in that