Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 193: Death is something we can only be late, not early.

Qiao Chuchu’s eyes lit up as she quickly grabbed the rope.

Pei Youchuan groggily opened his eyes but couldn’t move: "Chuchu..."

Qiao Chuchu was busy tying him to herself, hearing his voice and feeling happy: "You’re awake?! Can you move?!"

His eyes couldn’t open, and he couldn’t even shake his head. In a dazed voice, he said, "I... I’ve made a will... If I die... all my assets... belong to you. The bank card password... is your birthday..."

Qiao Chuchu’s heart tightened as she tied him behind her: "That won’t happen, who cares about your will? I want you to live! Don’t say such unlucky things!"

"You... can’t carry me." Pei Youchuan mustered a little strength: "Give up on me, live well... My death doesn’t matter... you still have... other brothers..."

Qiao Chuchu looked at his face, and for a moment, it felt like she was looking at a photo of Pei Youchuan.

If she didn’t try harder.

The person in front of her, this living person, would turn into a picture capturing his smile from before.

A bittersweet feeling rushed to her head, and the mist blurred her vision.

Qiao Chuchu blinked hard, clearing her vision, and continued to tightly tie him together with her.

She remembered when she was eleven, running a high fever. No amount of medicine or hot water helped, and it only got worse, to the point of near-death.

At that time, her eldest and second brothers had already gone abroad for studies. The other brothers didn’t have money and had to ask her grandparents, who had taken over their family’s wealth.

As an adopted daughter with no blood relation, not even registered in the Pei family, her grandmother and grandfather naturally looked down on her.

She collapsed weakly in the arms of her seventh brother, watching her brothers negotiate with the relatives.

Only the third brother couldn’t hold back and suddenly leaped up.

He was like the "Luntou" (the character described in Lu Xun’s works), leaping over the table, grabbing the grandmother's precious grandson by the heart and pressing a pencil to the little fat kid’s eye!

"If you don’t give us the money, I’ll stab this pencil in his eye!!"

Maybe because her eyes were blurry, she saw Pei Youchuan trembling.

But despite that, his hand holding the pencil was as steady as Mount Tai, his voice resounding firmly—

"Give the money!!"

That day, their relatives looked at Pei Youchuan like he was a madman, and handed over a few stacks of money to Pei Youchuan’s face.

The sixth brother, like an eel, quickly grabbed the money from the floor: "Let’s go!"

The fifth brother carried her and ran.

And Pei Youchuan forced the little fat kid to walk all the way to the gate, only letting go after making sure they wouldn’t take the money back.

She leaned against the fifth brother’s back, and Pei Youchuan followed behind quickly, wiping the sweat off her forehead, comforting her.

He had been so brave just now, but now, facing her sickly state, he was terrified, pleading: "Chuchu, hold on!"

"Don’t die!"

"Please don’t die!"

The water that had rushed in had already submerged her calves, but Qiao Chuchu had fully tied herself and Pei Youchuan together.

She had learned rescue techniques from firefighters. This way of tying could bear a person heavier than herself.

Despite getting the technique right, she was still staggering, unable to stand firm, walking as if she had drunk too much.

Not to mention walking in the tilted ship’s cabin.

But there was a great force inside her, making her ignore the unbearable weight, gripping the railing to climb upward.

Pei Youchuan’s weight weighed heavily on her.

The icy water had submerged her knees, relentlessly trying to drag her into the unknown sea.

Qiao Chuchu gripped the railing, taking a few steps up before feeling utterly exhausted, only able to look at Pei Youchuan, who was leaning against her shoulder.

Once, when all the Pei family members had passed away, she and her brothers had stood before the Pei family’s tombstone, looking at the deceased.

In the photos, they were all smiling.

But she felt like those buried in the grave were giving them the middle finger.

She felt a little guilty: "Brother, do you think... if there is a cycle of karma, we’ll have an awful death?"

Pei Youchuan placed his hand on the back of his head, laughing carelessly: "Don’t worry."

She looked at him.

Pei Youchuan showed a little tiger tooth and smiled proudly: "Even if someone has a bad death, it’ll be us older brothers. You won’t, because you’re clean."

Qiao Chuchu snapped back to reality, looking at the scene that felt like a hellish purgatory.

"No, brother."

Qiao Chuchu gritted her teeth and kept climbing upward: "We’re a family. Even if we go to hell, we go together. It’s just later, not sooner!"

"Now, I want you to live!"

With all her strength, her muscles screamed in pain, and she shouted: "I will make sure you live!!!!!!"

The moment she spoke, she didn’t know where the strength came from, but she securely held the railing and moved up the slope!

Pei Youchuan felt her voice penetrate his ears. Groggily, he opened his eyes and saw Qiao Chuchu gripping the railing.

His eyes warmed, and tears dripped down onto her neck.

If his world had a god.

It would definitely be Qiao Chuchu.

Qi Xiao Jia clung to the railing, watching the weak Qiao Chuchu climb step by step, so moved that she began to cry, "Oh my god! I don’t even know what to say! Qiao Chuchu, you must keep going!!"

Many people pointed their phones at Qiao Chuchu to record her for Douyin, mimicking her: "Go, Qiao Chuchu!!"

Other guests leaned out and cheered: "Go!!"

Qiao Chuchu’s teeth were nearly grinding together, but she tightly gripped the railing and climbed.

Several strong guests reached out to help her bear the weight: "Just a little more, we can help you hold him up! Don’t give up!"

She felt like she was holding her breath, forcefully grabbing the railing to climb!

She wouldn’t give up!

She would fight to the last moment!!

Witnessing this, everyone’s expressions hardened, cheering her on: "You’re amazing! Go!!"

Qi Xiao Jia helped promote: "She’s carrying her brother! She’s doing everything to save him!!"

Qiao Chuchu climbed step by step, her face red, hard to tell whether it was from the pain or from discomfort.

Her tears fell down in large drops, her steps firm but heavy.

Xia Xuechun watched Qiao Chuchu’s hands slowly emerge into her field of vision, and many guests went to help pull her up, absurdly laughing out loud.

Everyone who could help reached out, pulling both her and Pei Youchuan to the higher ground!

Qiao Chuchu climbed over the railing, and as soon as she was over, loud applause erupted around her!

Those who could use their hands clapped: "Awesome!"

"You’re so brave!"

Qiao Chuchu’s hands were trembling, but she gathered herself to thank everyone: "Thank you all so much! Really, thank you!"

Qi Xiao Jia was overwhelmed: "You’re incredible! You actually did it!"

She was also grateful: "The rope you gave me was great."

Qi Xiao Jia shook her head, gratefully saying: "No, no, you saved me first, or I’d have died long ago. We helped each other."

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Xia Xuechun stood coldly on the other side, glaring at them with a dark, brooding gaze.

Qi Xiao Jia sensed her look, resentment rising in her eyes, and the two exchanged a long, distant gaze.

Xia Xuechun sneered, averting her eyes, acting as if nothing had happened.

Qi Xiao Jia was furious, about to say something, but looked at Qiao Chuchu.

She wanted to tell Qiao Chuchu about Xia Xuechun.

But—

Qi Xiao Jia hesitated, then closed her mouth.

She would find a chance to ask Xia Xuechun why she did this.