Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 909 - 430: Lies and Redemption (2)

The door of the hospital room opened, and doctors and nurses filed out, the girl’s painful screams slipping through the open door gap.

Bichen froze in place.

The bodyguard entered the hospital room, intending to report to Yu Ruohuan that Bichen had arrived, but a water cup hit his forehead before he could speak.

"Get out."

The bodyguard endured the pain in his forehead and said, "Miss, Young Master Gu is here. If you don’t want to see him, I’ll have him leave immediately."

"Wait."

Yu Ruohuan’s voice was hoarse, and after a while, she said, "Let him come in."

Bichen stepped into the hospital room, where a pungent smell of medicine made him somewhat nauseous.

Yu Ruohuan lay on the hospital bed, her eye sockets sunken, her form thin and bony, a far cry from her formerly bright and lively self.

Yet the arrogance in her eyes was just as unpleasant as before.

Yu Ruohuan saw the hospital gown he was wearing and mocked, "I couldn’t reach you, turns out you’re hospitalized too. What? Your family doesn’t agree with us being together, and you threatened them with suicide?"

Bichen was silent.

Yu Ruohuan suddenly sat up, incredulous, "No way, did I guess right?"

Bichen walked to her side and suddenly bent down to hug her.

Yu Ruohuan was initially surprised and struggled, but then she heard the close heartbeat of the young man, pounding against her soul.

Yu Ruohuan had been filled with mental anxiety and unbearable physical pain lately, and it seemed like she finally had an outlet at that moment.

She tightly hugged Bichen’s waist, crying loudly: "Why did you come only now? Don’t you know I’ve been waiting for you every day? Why are you so late?"

While crying and complaining, Yu Ruohuan pounded Bichen’s back with her fists.

"I’m sorry, I came late."

The young man’s head was buried in her neck, his hot breath making Yu Ruohuan’s body stiffen, a strange heat wandered inside her, causing her pale face to blush instantly.

She sobbed as she hugged the young man tightly, like someone about to drown grabbing the last straw.

The young man’s embrace was so thin yet made her feel a long-lost sense of security, as if her wandering and dependent heart had found a harbor, allowing herself to sink into it.

But Yu Ruohuan suddenly realized that this young man was bound to her by her manipulative means, and she abruptly woke up, pushing him away, using sharp thorns to protect herself and pierce him.

"Are you so moved by your own act of deep affection? Bichen, do you dare say you like me?"

Bichen pressed his lips: "My family agreed for us to be together."

Yu Ruohuan was stunned, "Are you serious?"

"I fasted for five days, almost dying." Bichen gave a self-deprecating smile, "For you, I hurt the family that loves me the most."

Yu Ruohuan joyfully lunged forward, her arms around his neck, their faces so close, breathing in each other’s breath.

"Bichen, your willingness to go this far proves you like me, doesn’t it?"

The girl’s mood swung unpredictably, her eyes glistening as she looked at him, desperately needing an answer.

Bichen gazed deeply at her and suddenly bowed his head to kiss her lips.

After a moment of stunned surprise, Yu Ruohuan kissed him back fervently.

The taste of blood spread between their lips and teeth, responding fiercely to each other, as if even the end of the world couldn’t stop them.

After a while, Yu Ruohuan released him, staring at the face in front of her, suddenly bursting into laughter.

A piece of her lips was bitten, leaving traces of blood, paired with her manic laughter, making the scene incredibly eerie.

Bichen laughed along, his lips similarly bitten, even more severely than Yu Ruohuan’s, but he seemed to feel no pain.

Anyone who saw this scene would find it bizarre and hair-raising.

Yu Ruohuan reached out to gently trace Bichen’s brows and eyes, softly murmuring: "You have no retreat now; from now on, you’re mine, so behave and listen."

You’ve got no choice, so obediently stay with me in hell.

The young man’s voice was tender enough to give one goosebumps, his deep eyes overflowing with the most profound love, making people irresistibly sink into it.

"We’ve long been in the same boat, Huanhuan, let me love you."

Inside Yu Ruohuan now seemed to split into two, before her appeared a pit of fire, one part of her became a moth diving headfirst into the flame, while the other screamed wildly to stop, warning it’s a trap that would shatter her.

The young man’s embrace was too warm, his voice too gentle, his gaze too passionate, how could she refuse?