Senior Green Tea Turned Into an Abused Heroine Chapter 11
Chapter 11: Brother
Han Yu paused, frowned slightly and turned his head to look at the girl.
"Brother, wait for me..."
Lin Xiaocha did not have an older brother, but Lin Wu did.
As she said that, she rushed towards Han Yu with outstretched arms.
But Han Yu swiftly moved sideways and avoided her embrace.
And Lin Xiaocha, caught off guard, lost her balance and crashed to the ground.
The fall was so brutal, even Han Yu had a painful frown on his face.
He couldn’t help but feel a pang of concern for her well-being. He guiltily looked down at the girl lying on the ground. "Are you... okay?"
She tried to stand up while biting her lower lip and shaking her head. Tears filled her eyes, and fell on the gray stone slab.
How pitiful.
She got up halfway, then covered her face with her hands and whimpered in a low voice, "Brother, do you not want Xiaocha?"
Han Yu had never encountered such a thing before, he didn't know how to react in that kind of situation. So he just stood there quietly...
And watched her cry.
Lin Xiaocha was having a mental breakdown. She didn’t expect him to be so insensitive and just silently watch her cry all this time. Additionally, constantly shedding tears is an exhausting experience!!
Moreover, she was afraid that his impression of her would be tarnished by her fall just now. After all, she fell face first on the ground.
Her palms were already hurting badly. They were probably torn apart.
She felt a little regretful that she impulsively tried to embrace him, but any normal man would have at least held her in their arms for a few seconds. However, this man here completely avoided her.
Seeing that he was that indifferent, she could only continue to cry. She shed real tears but still made sure she looked good while doing it.
She felt so tired.
After letting her cry, for what felt like two lifetimes, Han Yu said emotionlessly, "You have recognized the wrong person."
Lin Xiaocha took her hands off her face and looked at him with a confused pair of water-filled apricot eyes.
Han Yu spotted a faint hint of blood on her face.
He also noticed that her palms were torn.
And if one looked closely, you could see two scars on her left palm that have yet to fade away.
Actually , it was commonplace for people who practice martial arts to have those kinds of scars on their hands. But she was obviously not a martial artist, so seeing her palm made him a bit puzzled about where they came from.
"Get up." His voice was still cold and calm.
"Could you help me? I can't get up by myself." After saying that, she stretched out her two hands to Han Yu.
Han Yu thought for a while, and said, "If you didn't try to go too far, you wouldn't have fallen like this." But contrary to his insensitive comment, he gently held her wrists.
And for a moment, his heart trembled.
Her wrists were small and slender. It felt like he could break these thin wrists if he was not careful, and she wouldn't even be able to do anything against it.
So when he pulled her up, he didn't dare to use force at all.
As soon as she stood up, she broke free from his hand, turned towards the banquet hall and started to walk.
He grabbed her wrist again and asked coldly, "Where are you going?"
"I am going back to the banquet room." she answered, then continued to walk towards the hall.
He sighed and pulled her back.
"Oh." His harsh move made her feet tangle together, and she fell right into his arms.
He stiffened and was about to push her away, but he inadvertently heard her muttering while leaning on his chest, "Brother, do you know, I was almost sacrificed to the heavens by the demons. I was so scared at that time,so I prayed hard for you to come and save me."
Han Yu remembered that day well.
She was escorted out of the prisoner wagon by The Four Foxes. When the foxes began to strip her clothes, she panicked. And without the calmness and tranquility that she showed before then, she looked extremely helpless.
It would have been the perfect time for him to act while the demons were preparing to cut the sacrifice's throat.
But in the end, he couldn't help but start the attack while the foxes were taking off her last piece of garment.
"But someone else came instead. That person saved me, so I thought I should save him too when I saw that he was about to freeze to death. But why is he still angry at me when I saved him?"
She looked up at him. Her beautiful eyes were twinkling, they were misty and full of grievances.
It did not look like she was pretending to be drunk. She didn’t look like she was pretending about anything at all. She seemed genuinely upset about what happened, and was angry with him.
And when Lin Xiaocha saw that the other party was still silent as if he hadn't completely dispelled his doubts about what happened that night.
She closed her eyes, rested on his chest, and stopped mentioning the matter.
"Brother, I'm so sleepy."
Han Yu remembered that she slept against his chest in the same way that night too...
The memory of her touch seemed to be carved into his bone marrow. He couldn't forget it.
He looked downward at the girl, who was quietly leaning on his chest.
Her eyelashes were not very thick, but they were very long and distinct, with some drops of tears on them.
In the end, Han Yu didn't push her away and let her lean on him.
His chest felt warm and solid, reminding Lin Xiaocha of her surprise when she took off his clothes in the burial ground.
Unexpectedly, there was such a hormone-stirring figure hidden under this fairy-like face.
No exaggerated muscles, but thin lines with everything placed just right.
He was indeed a stunner in this world.
It's no wonder that the original heroine accepted to be abused like that, and wanted to have a Happy Ending with him at all cost.
She must be a beauty-loving dog with a masochistic tendency.
However, Lin Xiaocha is different. In her eyes, the male protagonist is simply a walking bank, a dazzling gold mine.
He is a big project of 100 million yuan.
It doesn't matter to her whether his heart is black or white. She simply finds him visually pleasing, that’s all.
"Go back to your bedroom and sleep." His cold voice sounded a bit gentle.
Lin Xiaocha half-opened her eyes and nodded obediently.
Even though she nodded, Lin Xiaocha didn’t move and continued sticking to him. And the nod was more like her rubbing herself on his chest.
His chest felt numb from the rubbing.
And just as he was about to move her away, she sat up by herself.
"Brother, take me home." She said, her cute eyes glistening with innocence.
He was afraid that she would run to the banquet hall again, so he grabbed her slender wrist again and walked toward the guest room with her.
When they reached the door of her room, he thought that considering Feng Ziyng’s character, he might still try to come to her. It would be dangerous to leave her alone in the room tonight.
He turned around and took her back to his room instead.
As soon as Lin Xiaocha entered the room, she went around the spacious place a few times, found Han Yu's bed, and sat on it.
"Brother, I'm going to bed."
Han Yu hadn’t intended to give her his bed, but now it would not be easy to pull her down.
He poured a cup of tea and handed it over, trying to sober her up.
The girl took the teacup and drank it, then handed it the empty cup back to him, "Brother, I still want to drink."
He poured her another cup without saying a word.
"I still want to drink."
...
"I want to drink more."
...
"I..."
"Enough."
He finally couldn't take it anymore.
She was so uncontrollable. He wondered if everyone who gets drunk is like this.
"Oh~" She sullenly hugged the empty teacup to her chest.
And for the first time in his life, Han Yu felt helpless. With a wave of his hand, he cast a sleeping spell on her.
Lin Xiaocha’s head dropped and she fell on the bed.
Only then did Han Yu breathe a sigh of relief.
He then grabbed the top-grade wound medicine given by the pharmacist on the table,sat on the edge of the bed, pulled her hand out, and sprinkled the medicine powder on the broken skin of her palms.
He saw the two old wounds he noticed earlier. Did she get cut back in the burial ground?
...
The injury on his back healed faster than he expected. And her wound looked to have healed in a similar way to his.
Strange.
Han Yu descended Tianyu Mountain to destroy the Demon King Egg.
He knew that once the new Demon King Egg hatched, the old and new Demon Kings might join forces against humans, which would be difficult to control.
But now that the sacrifice was avoided, it was impossible for the Demon King's egg to survive. Moreover, with the current Demon King severely injured by him, the Demon Race will not be able to make waves for at least another ten years.
He has no reason to stay in Dongling City.
However, the living conditions of the city’s refugees were hard for him to disregard.
Although the girl sleeping in his room exchanged her life for Feng Ziying's promise to give the refugees food for a hundred days, he suspected that Feng Ziying would not honor it.
As the night gave way to the gentle embrace of dawn.
Two city guards could be heard chatting while walking.
——I heard that General Zuo and Master Wei quarreled again about the porridge matter during the banquet last night.
——Has General Zuo ever beaten Master Wei in a quarrel? Let's just forget about the porridge. Soon we’ll have to repair the Vermillion Terrace, and we’ll also have to force a lot of people into doing it, so let's worry about our relatives.
——That's what I want to tell you, the City Lord plans to make the refugees repair the Vermillion Terrace in exchange for food and a place to live. We no longer have to worry about catching people to become laborers. Don’t you think it’s the best of both worlds?
——What! ! This is really the perfect way to do it! Why didn't we think of it before?
——Because our heads are filled with farts! And even if one of us came up with the solution, who can tell the City Lord what to do about anything?
——True, the City Lord hates the refugees and obviously doesn’t care for the civilians' wellbeing so why did he suddenly change this time?
——Hush! Keep your voice down. I heard this decision had something to do with the girl who volunteered to be the sacrifice.
——Her again?
——Is that right?
——Of course, and I heard that she looks better than Tao Ji. They say that beautiful people are disasters, but I think this girl is different. She is a thousand times better than that Tao Ji.
——You are right, and if she could come out of the burial ground alive, the Vermillion Bird God must have protected her.
Vermillion Bird?
After hearing this, Han Yu slowly opened his eyes.
When people are in distress, they always look for some kind of divine or supernatural excuse to explain things in order to soothe their worries.
And Zhu Yun Country’s people believe that: When the Vermillion Bird appeared, it gave birth to the Zhu Yun Country.
The Vermillion Bird is their God.
Everyone here worships it. From the imperial family to the refugees, everyone worships the Vermillion Bird.
Little do they know that the Vermillion Bird God is not as gentle and kind as they think.
He looked at the girl who was sleeping quietly on the bed. Her sleeping posture was unrestrained.
He leaned on the long chair next to the bed and closed his eyes.
*
The following morning, Lin Xiaocha woke up naturally, just how she usually woke up every day. But her eyes instinctively widened as she remembered what happened last night.
She never drank until she got drunk. She was worried about what she had done while she was a bit out of control, she also didn't expect him to just make her faint at once .
She took a look at her body and saw that she was still fully clothed; the aloof man was lying on his side on a long chair and sleeping with his head in his hands.
The sunlight was coming through the curtains. When it shone on him, he looked like an ice sculpture.
Although she was not as gorgeous as him, her appearance could be described as beautiful and gentle. She could also be considered a rare beauty in the world.
She had tried countless methods last night, yet he still remained unmoved.
He also didn't react when she stuck to him so affectionately before.
If it weren't for those descriptions in the novel about the things unsuitable for children that he and the original heroine did together, Lin Xiaocha would have thought he was incapacitated.
This male lead is quite strong mentally.
Thinking of how hard she worked last night, Lin Xiaocha couldn't help but ask about her progress with him to the system.
The system answer: 0%
Lin Xiaocha: ...
At this moment, she found out that the man next to her had woken up and opened his light-colored eyes.
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