I nodded slightly, fear coiling around my heart like a vine, nearly suffocating me, cold sweat soaking through my clothes.
A wave of dizziness washed over me, as if I were trapped in a nightmare.
Jiang Yao, a ghost filled with resentment, stood before me, exuding an icy aura.
Her gaze was like a blade of frost, as if it would freeze me into a statue of ice.
The malice contained in her eyes threatened to consume me.
"What did my ancestors do to you?" I mustered the courage to ask, my voice trembling slightly with fear, like a leaf about to wither.
My throat felt dry, as if I had swallowed a handful of sand.
Jiang Yao let out a chilling laugh that echoed through the empty room, reminiscent of an owl's cry in the night, sending shivers down my spine.
Her laughter was filled with pain, despair, and endless hatred, piercing my heart like a sharp knife.
"What did they do?" she repeated my words, her tone laced with mockery and resentment, echoing as if from hell itself.
She advanced toward me step by step, each footfall pressing down on my heart, making it hard for me to breathe.
I instinctively stepped back until my back hit the cold wall, with nowhere left to retreat. I felt like a prey trapped in a snare.
The icy wall sent tremors through me; I felt as though I were ensnared in an ice cellar, the chill racing from my feet to the top of my head.
"They took everything from me—my family, my lover, my life!" Jiang Yao's voice was sharp and piercing, like a keen blade that hurt my eardrums and pierced my soul.
Her voice brimmed with despair and anger, as if she were pouring out all her suffering.
Her eyes were filled with hatred, as if she wanted to burn me to ashes. I felt like a moth about to be consumed by raging flames.
A wave of suffocation washed over me, Jiang Yao's resentment surged like a tide, nearly drowning me. I felt like a person struggling to breathe underwater, desperately fighting for a breath of fresh air.
I tried to remain calm, taking a deep breath as the cold air rushed into my lungs, bringing me a moment of clarity.
"I know my ancestors committed unforgivable sins. I am willing to do anything for you, just please let go of your hatred and lift this curse." My voice trembled, but I made an effort to sound more resolute.
How I wished my words could touch her heart and make her release the resentment within.
Jiang Yao halted in her tracks, looking at me coldly. A flicker of doubt crossed her eyes, as if she were scrutinizing my sincerity.
"Anything?" she echoed my words, her tone laced with mockery, as if she did not believe my promise.
I nodded firmly and replied, "Anything." My tone was resolute; I was willing to pay any price to break this curse.
Suddenly, Jiang Yao laughed—a chilling and eerie sound that sent shivers down my spine. Within that laughter seemed to lie some hidden conspiracy.
"Very well," she said. "I want you to help me take revenge. I want you to make those who have harmed me pay the price!" Her voice was filled with hatred and murderous intent, instilling fear in me as I envisioned rivers of blood flowing.
Her words pierced my heart like a sharp blade, causing a wave of pain to wash over me.
I hesitated. Revenge?
It was a monumental challenge and a heavy burden for me. I had never considered seeking revenge, nor did I know how to go about it.
How was I supposed to take revenge?
How can I make those who have already died pay the price?
I fell into deep thought, torn and uneasy by Jiang Yao's proposal. It felt as though I stood at a crossroads, unsure of which path to take.
On one hand, I yearned to unravel the curse that plagued my family; I wanted my loved ones to escape this nightmare.
On the other hand, I felt fear and resistance towards revenge. I did not want to become a person consumed by hatred.
How should I choose?
I lifted my gaze to Jiang Yao. Her eyes were filled with expectation and a hint of menace. I knew I had to make a choice; otherwise, I would never be free from this curse.
Taking a deep breath, I said, "Alright, I promise you, I will help you seek revenge." My voice trembled, yet it was laced with determination. I had made my choice; no matter the dangers ahead, I would forge ahead.
Jiang Yao smiled with satisfaction. Her smile was fleeting, like a flower that blooms for only a moment, filled with an eerie and mysterious aura.
"Very well," she said. "I will help you gain the power for your revenge." Her voice was low and hoarse, like whispers from hell that sent chills down my spine. I could almost see a world filled with darkness and danger.
She reached out her hand and gently caressed my cheek. Her touch was cold and slick, like the brush of a serpent, making me feel nauseous. It was as if a venomous snake had coiled around me, rendering me immobile.
I fought against the discomfort within me, allowing her to stroke my cheek. I knew I had embarked on an irreversible path—a path of revenge fraught with peril and challenges.
Jiang Yao withdrew her hand from my cheek and took a step back, looking at me as she said, "Remember your promise; otherwise, you will regret it." Her voice was filled with warning and threat, and I could envision a future drenched in blood and violence.
With that, her figure gradually blurred and ultimately vanished into thin air as if she had never existed. The room was left with only the cold air and flickering lights.
The room returned to silence, marked only by the flickering lights and the chilling atmosphere that reminded me of everything that had just transpired.
I slumped helplessly to the ground, my heart filled with fear and unease.
Where would the path of revenge ultimately lead me?
I stared blankly ahead, overwhelmed by confusion and uncertainty.
Su Wan approached my side, helping me up as she asked, "Are you alright?"
Her voice was filled with concern, bringing a flicker of warmth to my heart.
I shook my head and replied, "I'm fine, just a bit tired."
Su Wan looked at me, her eyes brimming with worry; she understood that my mind was anything but calm at that moment.
"What do you plan to do next?" Su Wan inquired.
I lifted my head to meet her gaze, determination shining in my eyes as I declared, "I will fulfill my promise. I will help Jiang Yao seek revenge and break the family curse."
Though my voice was soft, it resonated with strength.
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