Once you become a female supporting role, you will be killed by the devil

Chapter 212 Fragility

He couldn't fathom how such a simple memory could have such a profound impact on Lu Yan. Could it be that this memory held some hidden secret? Or had it touched the most sensitive, vulnerable part of Lu Yan's heart? Countless thoughts raced through Fang Congyi's mind, but none could fully explain what was happening.

Is there some unknown secret or great pain hidden behind this "woman"?

Countless questions flooded Fang Congyi's mind like a tide, threatening to completely drown his already chaotic thoughts. However, no matter how hard he racked his brains, he could not find the key clue that could answer all his doubts in this thick fog. These questions were like a tightly locked mystery, leaving Fang Congyi feeling extremely confused and lost.

His heart instantly rose to his throat, and his eyes were fixed on Lu Yan, not daring to relax even a little. Lu Yan's originally tall and straight body was now trembling slightly due to the unbearable pain, like a candle in the wind, about to fall.

Beads of sweat, the size of beans, rolled down his forehead, one after another, like beads from a broken string. These beads of sweat quickly soaked his collar, even flowing down the collar to his chest, forming a series of wet marks. However, despite enduring such tremendous pain, Lu Yan gritted his teeth and said nothing, only occasionally emitting a few low groans from the depths of his throat.

The pain seemed to have penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making people feel heartbroken just by looking at it.

Just look at that posture, it's simply jaw-dropping! If she didn't have any useful elixirs in her hand, I'm afraid Lu Yan's pain would be as long and endless as the endless night.

The heart-wrenching pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow may continue forever. It is hard to imagine how much torture he will have to go through before he can get relief.

At that moment, the image of a woman suddenly appeared in my mind.

She appeared so clearly before my eyes, as if she were real. I didn't know what was going on, why did this mysterious woman suddenly break into my thoughts?

Could it be that I have been too tired recently and have hallucinations?

Or perhaps, deep in my subconscious, I've always had a memory of this woman, only now awakened? In any case, this sudden image left me feeling completely surprised and confused.

The moment I stepped into this yard, a strange feeling surged into my heart like a tide.

Then, a clear and mysterious picture suddenly appeared in my mind—it was a woman in plain clothes with long flowing hair!

She looked like she had walked out of an ancient scroll, with a pretty face but a hint of sadness.

She was standing quietly in a corner of the courtyard, the breeze gently blowing her skirt and hair, as if time had stopped at this moment.

I was stunned by this sudden scene and couldn't understand why such a strange woman would appear in my mind so abruptly.

Lu Yan closed his eyes tightly, frowning slightly, and tried hard to recall the figure that had appeared in his mind before. His thoughts surged like a tide, constantly impacting the gates of memory.

After a long while, Lu Yan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Fang Congyi with a confused look, and said softly: "I... I don't know how to start."

Fang Congyi stared at Lu Yan with suspicion and asked, "Then why didn't you say it at the time? What is the secret behind this?" There was a hint of anxiety and confusion in his tone.

After hearing this, Lu Yan slowly raised his head, beads of sweat dripping down his cheeks. He reached out and gently wiped the sweat from his head, as if trying to wipe away the doubt and uneasiness in his heart.

Back then, whenever I was alone in this courtyard, deep in the dead of night, I could always sense a pair of eyes silently watching me. And whenever I turned to investigate, all I could see were the puppets placed in the corner. Each one was exquisitely crafted, so lifelike they seemed like real people. One puppet, carved in the likeness of a woman, especially reminded me of the girl named Bi Yaoyao.

At first, I simply thought it was because I was constantly looking at these puppets, and after a while, I couldn't help but associate them with my memories of Bi Yaoyao, causing her figure to appear in my mind from time to time. After all, there was no direct connection between these puppets and Bi Yaoyao. Perhaps it was just an illusion caused by my excessive obsession with them.

Therefore, I didn't spend too much time delving into this strange phenomenon, thinking that perhaps after a while, this illusion would naturally disappear. However, as the days passed, Bi Yaoyao's figure not only did not fade from my mind, but instead became even clearer and more profound...

Lu Yan's brows furrowed, his eyes closed, his entire body immersed in the memory of that scene. His lips trembled slightly, as if he were conversing with his past self, and he muttered to himself, "That scene...why is it so clear?"