Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 401: He Loved Her So Much, He Wanted to Take Her Away...

The screeching sound of tires echoed above, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Song Nuan felt a sharp pain piercing her eardrums. She instinctively looked up and saw the car charging at her like a mad beast, its ferocity carrying a world-ending madness.

Through the windshield, she caught a glimpse of the driver’s bloodshot eyes.

He stared at her intensely, his eyes filled with shattered murderous intent and an emotion she couldn’t fathom.

Her face turned pale as she unconsciously murmured, "No..."

In a flash.

"Bang!"

"Screech—!"

A gunshot rang out, mingled with the sound of the car braking sharply, exploding on the street.

The braking sound was eerie and chilling, making her heart tremble and sink.

Gu Nanjiu made a sharp turn, steering the car straight into a nearby tree.

One second, two seconds... She couldn’t tell how much time had passed, but the world seemed to have fallen silent.

Whoosh, whoosh—

Song Nuan was pulled away by Lu Yan, who shielded her beneath him, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing in her ears.

Her forehead and palms were drenched in a cold sweat.

Lying on the ground, she watched sideways as the tree was knocked down beside her, a thrilling sight.

And beside her, Lu Yan protected her well.

In the shadows, Gu Chu watched the scene, lowered his sniper rifle, and narrowed his cold eyes, "It’s done." Then he turned to the observer, "Withdraw."

Gu Nanjiu sat in the driver’s seat.

The fabric on his chest was torn, and crimson, sticky liquid seeped from his skin, staining his clothes red.

In front of him, the windshield was cracked from the pressure, the bullet hole letting in the cold wind.

His vision blurred, barely seeing outside through the bullet hole...

He panted heavily, each breath was an excruciating pain.

But he made no sound, instead, he undid the seatbelt and opened the car door.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he suddenly dropped to one knee, the blood splattering the ground, yet he laughed.

His black eyes fell on the terrified girl not far away.

Lu Yan got up from the ground, pulling Song Nuan along.

She hadn’t yet recovered, her eyes taking in the sight of Gu Nanjiu, covered in blood, his dark eyes fixed on her.

The cold wind blew, lifting her hair and bringing waves of a metallic scent.

Song Nuan took a breath, lowered her head, and rummaged through her bag for her phone; her first reaction was to call an ambulance.

Lu Yan furrowed his brows, saying nothing.

He stared at Gu Nanjiu, this man, he was probably beyond saving.

"Nuannuan." Gu Nanjiu’s voice suddenly came, hoarse to the extreme, struggling to utter even those two words.

His voice was faint, but Song Nuan heard it.

She paused her search for the phone and slowly raised her head to look at him.

His hand propped on the ground, he attempted to stand a little, blood dripping down, while the other hand supported him on the car door as he tried to stand steady.

The chilly wind penetrated to the bone, causing unbearable pain in his chest.

His lips were devoid of color, his blurred vision fixed on the young woman in the distance, "Come a little closer, let Teacher Gu take another look at you, okay?"

Song Nuan felt weak all over, just eighteen, having never witnessed such a scene.

She only felt his life ebbing away bit by bit.

And his gaze at her, deep and expectant, mixed with a pathetic darkness.

She took a step forward but was caught by Lu Yan.

"Don’t go over, the police will handle it."

Gu Nanjiu had a special status, even in this condition, there was a level of danger.

Song Nuan shivered with cold, yet the man kept staring at her, smiling, shedding his usual gloom, appearing casually unafraid, with only an inexplicable persistence in his eyes.

Song Nuan stood there in a daze, internally torn.

But the next second, the man over there fell, coughing violently.

She widened her eyes, instinctively pushing away Lu Yan’s hand, rushing over.

She crouched down, grabbed his hand, her voice choked, "Teacher Gu."

Gu Nanjiu let her hold his hand, lying there, a pool of blood formed around him.

With a slight tilt of his head, he saw the girl squatting before him, her eyes teary and blurred.

Her almond eyes no longer looked gentle and docile, filled with fear and more of helplessness.

It hurt.

The suffocating pain, he was almost unable to speak.

But he wanted to tell her.

"Nuannuan, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you."

"Cough, cough..." He coughed violently again, the intense pain stimulating his nerve endings, nearly passing out, his large hand suddenly clenched tightly, almost breaking Song Nuan’s hand.

Song Nuan winced with pain, while Gu Nanjiu endured, breathing heavily.

"But Teacher Gu... really can’t make it."

Nearing death, a person’s senses become incredibly clear and rational.

From childhood, his heart had been dark, cold to the core, never a trace of emotion, only interests.

From the moment he met Song Nuan, she was the touch of red on his heart, fading from the black edges.

Since then, she occupied most of his heart.

"Don’t speak anymore," Song Nuan said, "I’ve already called an ambulance."

Gu Nanjiu shook his head.

"Don’t cry," Gu Nanjiu closed his eyes, "If you cry, I’m afraid I can’t finish what I want to say."

The heartache, the wound’s pain.

Gu Nanjiu could feel his life slipping away rapidly.

To see her before dying was an immense fortune.

Song Nuan sniffled, remaining silent, forcing back her tears.

She had always thought Gu Nanjiu was nothing but evil, even using her, forcing her, taking her first kiss.

Yet he never harmed her.

Mentally, he cast a shadow, but physically, he never did.

"My whole life I’ve been gambling, living through all evils of slaughter and plunder, I couldn’t care less about leaving a bad name."

"But you... you’re the only one I’ve ever desperately wanted to have."

Gu Nanjiu weakly tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Yet somehow, I never had the heart to touch you, even at the end, before death, I still want to see you. Would you say it’s karma?"

"Song Nuan, you must remember me, remember me even in death, or I will still think of clinging to you in hell."

Song Nuan was at a loss for words, unable to speak a sentence.

She was still young, never having experienced rain and wind, raised as a little princess in the sheltered Song Family, knowing little of the world.

Her mind was sharp and quick, but she had never seen darkness, her world was pure and immaculate.

Her lips trembled, knowing she had to say something at this moment, she must speak.

"Teacher Gu, the ambulance will come, don’t speak anymore, you can be saved, brought back to life. As long as you’re not utterly unforgivable, after prison, you can still live."

Gu Nanjiu looked at Song Nuan and smiled again.

Nuannuan really is naïve, he really loved her, loved her so much that he wanted to take her with him, what to do...

"Song Nuan, the love you believe in, yearn for, is pure and flawless, happy and loyal. It’s good that I never touched you."

"I once sought solace in darkness, never expecting my true love to stand in the sunlight."

His love grew dark and twisted, tainted with sin and blood, rendered unclean under sunlight.

He once tried to keep her by his side, drag her into the depths of hell, to drown her pure thoughts with filthy blood.

Now... the consequences of sin and filth are like this.

"I’m grateful... that I didn’t drag you down, grateful... that I never touched you." My girl, the girl who never belonged to me.

"I want to be a little selfish, you have to remember this bastard..."

"You must find happiness, for the sake of how much I liked you, so now—"