Killed

Si Jian hesitated, but she agreed to come and stay with Huan Jing for some days. She realised she has also started having feelings of love for Huan Jing a little bit. With her gaze fixed on a distant point as she prepared to delve into the painful memories of her past. Huan Jing sat across from her, patiently waiting for her to speak. The dimly lit room was filled with an air of tension, a stark contrast to the opulence that usually surrounded them.

As Si Jian began to speak, her voice trembled with the weight of her memories. "When I was twelve years old," she began, "my father was a loyal supporter of your father, Huan Jing. He was forced by your father to support the Huan family but he also was willing to do anything to support him."

Huan Jing listened intently, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern.

"I remember that night vividly," Si Jian continued, her eyes distant as if transported back in time. "It was a stormy evening, rain pouring down in torrents. My father had received a summons from your father, requesting our presence at the Huan Mansion."

As Si Jian's voice cracked, Huan Jing leaned forward, urging her to continue.

"My mother tried to dissuade him," Si Jian recalled, her voice barely above a whisper. "She had a bad feeling about it, but my father insisted. He believed he could convince your father to spare us from the violence that plagued our world."

Si Jian paused, her breath shuddering. Huan Jing placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, silently encouraging her to go on.

"When we arrived at the Jing Mansion, it was unlike anything I had ever seen," Si Jian continued, her eyes welling up with tears. "The place was a fortress, guarded by your father's most ruthless enforcers. They let us in, and my father was taken away for a private meeting with your father."

Tears streamed down Si Jian's face as she recounted the horrors of that night. "I was left waiting in the mansion with my mother, and as the hours passed, I could hear screams coming from a distant room. My mother was frantic, and we tried to leave, but the guards wouldn't allow it."

Huan Jing's grip on Si Jian's shoulder tightened as he listened to the horrifying tale.

"Finally, late into the night, the door to the room where my father had been taken opened," Si Jian whispered, her voice barely audible. "My father was dragged out, bloodied and broken. He had failed to convince your father, and the punishment was severe."

Si Jian's breaths came in short, painful gasps as she recalled the nightmare. "But that wasn't the worst part, Huan Jing. They... they brought my mother to us, beaten and bruised, and they forced me and my sister to watch as they... as your father...r*ped her."

Si Jian couldn't finish her sentence, overcome with emotion. She buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking with sobs and her breathing going uneven.

Huan Jing felt a surge of anger and guilt wash over him as he realized the depth of the cruelty inflicted upon Si Jian and her family by his own father. He reached out and gently pulled her into a comforting embrace, allowing her to cry freely.

"I'm so sorry, Si Jian," Huan Jing whispered, his voice filled with remorse. "I had no idea... none of this was your fault…I-"

Si Jian clung to him, her tears soaking his shoulder as she continued to pour out the painful memories that had haunted her for years. "After that night, I was never the same. He died from his injuries not long after, and my mother... she was never the same either. Your father was a great manipulator Huan Jing…..my father had drug addiction when he was a teenager because he had pretty brutal abusive family and the provider of the drugs was your father.....he was failing in his studies because of his drugs but he also wanted to study law and he couldn't because of his abusive family..so he recovered from drug addiction on his own and his emotional supporter was your father…your father knew it was a big deal to have a powerful law figure on his side because he didn't and never had any so he sculpted my father into one of his law figure. He killed my father's parents to give him relief and took over the responsibilities of being my dad's gaurdian and made him a powerful lawyer. He manipulated my father into thinking that your father had a big favour due and he had to repay it even if it meant killing himself... FINE HE HAD A FAVOUR BUT WASNT IT BECAUSE HE WANTED TO USE MY DAD??????WHAT FAVOUR IS A FAVOUR IF YOU ASK FOR REPAY?????" Si Jian broke down…

Huan Jing held Si Jian tightly, understanding the depth of her pain and determination. "Si Jian, I promise you, I'll do everything in my power to make things right, to help you find the justice you seek."

As Si Jian looked up at Huan Jing, her tear-stained face revealed a complex mix of emotions. She had shared a part of her past that she had kept hidden for so long, and in that vulnerable moment, she realized that she had come to care for the man who had once been her family's tormentor.

"I never thought I'd tell anyone about that night," Si Jian confessed, her voice raw. "But you, Huan Jing, you think you can change me ? Or do what will satisfy me? You're WRONG!!"

Huan Jing nodded solemnly, a newfound determination burning in his eyes. "We'll find a way to make amends, Si Jian, and to bring justice to you. Together."

"You're such an IDIOT HUAN JING …WHY DONT YOU UNDERSTAND? I want revenge not justice…." Si Jian clenched her jaw as she thre her fists voilently on the walls.

"Si Jian….look at me.." Huan grabbed Si Jian by her shoulder stopping her from getting more voilent.."even if it means kill myself then I'll do it, you just have to tell me when..okay?"

"I'm here for you Si Jian…don't hurt yourself..it makes my soul tear apart to see like this.."

"Does it? DOES IT DO PAIN TO YOUR SOUL HUAN JING?" Si Jian screamed,a psychotic smirk and laugh unrvameing on her lips..the insane feral look in her gaze visible…

"That's what I want.. that's what I want.. you HAVE TO FEEL THE PAIN OF SOUL TEARING APART JUST LIKE I DID AND MY MOTHER AND SISTER AND FATHER DIDDD!!!!!!" She screamed and thre her fists and herself continuously to the wall,streaks of blood coming out of her fist and head..she was out of control..completely going feral…Huan Jing's strength was unable to hold her down. One moment she was crying and howling painfully and the other moment her cries would turn into a psychotic laugh…truly terrorising.

Huan embraced her into a tight engulf of comfort..she panicked for a moment then calmed down..crying and screaming..her face buried in Huan Jing's chest and it was as if his heart was absorbing all her painful screams and cries..