The Villain’s Memories Revealed

The cold wind howled, and the fine snow fell endlessly.

In the snowy field, only the footsteps of two people trudging through the snow could be heard.

A crow perched on Jiang Zhige’s shoulder, its pitch-black eyes constantly scrutinizing him.

At this moment, the frigid air was filled with heart-wrenching sorrow.

Looking ahead at Nangong Rou’s back, Jiang Zhige’s consciousness became increasingly blurred.

A gust of wind blew, nearly causing him to fall into the snow, and it scared away the crow, which had been trying to satiate itself.

The cold wind blew, almost causing him to fall in the snow, and it scared away the crow that was trying to satisfy its hunger.

“I can’t die yet…”

“At least, accompany her to the end of this road…”

Jiang Zhige trembled and stood straight, almost instinctively following behind Nangong Rou.

At this moment, Nangong Rou stopped her steps and asked nervously, “Brother, are you… still there?”

Although she knew they were playing a game, she couldn’t bear the feeling of walking alone in the snow without her brother by her side.

“Rou’er, you lost.”

Jiang Zhige breathed weakly, trying his best to make his voice sound normal.

Nangong Rou was stunned for a moment, but then all her inner panic dissipated.

“Rou’er didn’t look back, Rou’er didn’t lose!”

She snorted lightly and continued walking forward.

Although she didn’t turn back, Nangong Rou knew that her brother was definitely sneering at her back at this moment.

The theme of the game was about who was tougher, and Nangong Rou’s initial nervous question didn’t that mean she wasn’t as tough as her brother.

“Rou’er must prove herself, Rou’er is not a kid who cries without her brother!”

Nangong Rou’s steps became more and more urgent, leaving the limping Jiang Zhige far behind.

Nangong Rou’s footsteps became more and more urgent, throwing the limping Jiang Zhige far away.

Jiang Zhige secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Initially, he just made up a game to prevent Nangong Rou from seeing his dying state, but he didn’t expect it to actually stir up her desire to win.

…

Inside the Zhengyang Palace, everyone stopped discussing and stared at the screen intently.

Qu Yun wanted to break this heavy atmosphere, but when he turned his head, he noticed that even Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou’s expressions were a bit off.

“Jiang Zhige…”

Nangong Rou sighed in her heart. Why did she have such a blurry memory of these things?

Jiang Zhige was clearly almost dying, but her past self believed she was just playing a game.

Was her past self really so naive, almost causing Jiang Zhige to be buried in the snow?

In fact, everyone in the hall had the same opinion. Jiang Zhige used his own life as a tool for Nangong Rou’s sake.

In contrast, Nangong Rou went from crying and making trouble, to being unhelpful, and now to being ignorant.

If the Nangong Rou of the past could have been a bit more sensible, Jiang Zhige would not have fallen into such a desperate situation.

…

Nangong Rou didn’t stay strong for long. After walking a distance with her head down, she began to feel uneasy again.

In the past, as long as her brother was by her side, she subconsciously believed that no matter what happened, everything would be fine.

As long as her brother was by her side, she subconsciously believed that everything would be okay no matter what happened.

Now that her brother was not in her sight, she always feared that he would suddenly disappear, filling her heart with unease and fear.

Nangong Rou struggled for a while, thinking about her brother’s care for her, and finally decided to gather her courage.

“No, if I turn back now, my brother will definitely look down on me!”

Nangong Rou’s expression was firm. She had to prove herself in front of her brother.

Perhaps Jiang Zhige did not expect that Nangong Rou was trying so hard to win the game not because of a desire for victory, but rather to gain her brother’s approval.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhige was still trying to bridge the distance between himself and Nangong Rou.

He had a nosebleed and a dazed look, and the blood from his left leg wound was almost frozen.

Pain, cold, and hunger tortured Jiang Zhige at every moment.

For him, death had long been a kind of release.

But an inexplicable will drove Jiang Zhige to continue moving forward.

He no longer cared about seeing Nangong Rou arrive safely, he only wanted to see her back for a little longer.

As if as long as he saw Nangong Rou was still alive, he would have a little more desire to survive.

…

It was unclear how long had passed when Nangong Rou suddenly stopped her footsteps ahead.

Nangong Rou suddenly stopped her steps ahead, not sure how long had passed. She was crying and sobbing while clenching her little fists.

At seven years old, Nangong Rou had depended on Jiang Zhige for the past half month to survive, creating an inseparable dependence on him.

She couldn’t handle the loneliness and fear of being without her brother for a long time.

“Brother, can Rou’er stop playing this game?”

With tears in her eyes, Nangong Rou sniffled.

She didn’t turn back directly, afraid of disappointing her brother.

She thought she would quickly get a response from her brother, but after a while, she didn’t even hear any footsteps behind her.

“Brother?!”

Nangong Rou was suddenly scared and turned around in a panic.

Her brother Jiang Zhige was nowhere to be seen behind her. She could only see a tiny black shadow in the distance.

Thinking about how far away her brother was before, Nangong Rou couldn’t hold back her tears any longer and stumbled towards Jiang Zhige.

“Brother is a bad person, this game is not fun!”

Nangong Rou felt more and more wronged as she cried louder and louder.

The snow was too thick, causing Nangong Rou to fall every few steps, even making her nose bleed, but she didn’t slow down.

After running a few steps, every time Nangong Rou stumbled in the thick snow, but even if she fell and her nose bled, she did not slow down.

In the distance, Jiang Zhige had reached his limit and his vision began to black out.

Even though he heard Nangong Rou crying and looking for him, he had no strength to meet her.

“Rou…er…”

Thump!

Jiang Zhige fell straight into the snow, gradually losing his breath.

“Brother! Brother!”

Nangong Rou cried even louder, desperately running towards him.

When she got to Jiang Zhige, she suddenly noticed that his left leg was soaked in blood, and his body was stiff like a corpse.

“Brother! Brother! What happened to you!”

Nangong Rou was scared out of her wits, shaking Jiang Zhige’s body.

Her efforts seemed to have some effect, as Jiang Zhige’s eyes regained some spirit.

“Rou, Rou’er. Don’t be afraid…Brother is fine…”

This sentence used to be able to deceive Nangong Rou, but now his appearance was too strained.

“Brother, don’t die, Rou’er will take you to find a doctor now, and you will be fine!”

Nangong Rou’s tears flowed like a dam bursting. She hastily carrying the barely breathing Jiang Zhige on her back.

Because she was too scared, she did not realize that her taller brother was lighter than her.

Nangong Rou ran in the snow with Jiang Zhige on her back, but she was too afraid and nervous, and she fell several times with Jiang Zhige in the snow.

Nangong Rou had no time to apologize, crying while carrying Jiang Zhige and moving forward.

“Don’t worry, brother, Rou’er will find a doctor soon.”

“Mm…”

When she heard Jiang Zhige’s weak response, Nangong Rou’s tears became even more turbulent, and transparent snot flowed into her mouth without her noticing.

She didn’t know whether she was comforting Jiang Zhige or herself.

“Brother, brother?”

“I’m here…”

“Brother, are you still there?”

“Mm…”

Nangong Rou’s tears blurred her vision, and she called her brother’s name over and over again, too afraid to look back.

“Brother…”

“…”

This time, there was no sound from behind.

Nangong Rou stopped her steps and trembled as she turned back to look.

At this moment, Jiang Zhige’s pupils had lost their shine, and there was no sound or movement.