Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 256 Thorny Rose (13)

When Yan Zhen returned to the dormitory, everyone else had returned except for Xu Zhiyun, who was locked in the toilet.

The six of them sat in the living room as usual, burning scented candles, eating snacks, and watching TV.

As Yan Zhen passed through the living room, he stopped and looked at Jiang Xicun, who was sitting in the middle of the sofa.

Jiang Xicun, under her gaze, looked both wary and suspicious: "What are you looking at!"

Yan Zhen didn't answer, leaving her with a meaningful look before going into the room.

Jiang Xicun didn't know what she imagined based on that look, but then her angry, yet restrained, roar rang out from outside: "Lin Xun, what makes you so arrogant!"

Before long, it was time to turn off the lights in the dormitory, and everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

Jiang Xicun lay down on the bed, still feeling a lump in his throat.

Recalling Lin Xun's disdainful, contemptuous, and threatening gaze from half an hour ago, she angrily slammed her fist on the bed.

It's been three days already, and Lin Xun is not only unharmed, but also has the leisure to threaten me.

What are those people at school doing?

Is the reward of one million not tempting enough, or is the offer of three years of peace and safety not substantial enough?

A bunch of rubbish!

Jiang Xi cursed under her breath, then drowsiness overcame her and she quickly fell asleep.

Jiang Xicun had a nightmare.

In her dream, she was lying in an unused equipment room on the fifth floor of the gymnasium, suspended from the ceiling just like last time, her hands and feet tightly bound and unable to move.

Directly below her was a large iron pot boiling over, the water inside bubbling and steaming, making her sweat profusely.

Not far away, Lin Xun was sharpening his knife.

Jiang Xicun was both scared and hot, and kept apologizing to Lin Xun, begging her to let him go.

Ke Linxun didn't even look up.

Soon, Lin Xun sharpened the knife. She walked up to Jiang Xicun and lowered the rope binding her.

Jiang Xicun screamed in fright, "What are you doing? Lin Xun, what are you doing!"

Lin Xun sneered, his pale, delicate face beneath the hoodie looking like a devil: "Before asking me what I've done, you should ask yourself what you've done."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly chopped off Jiang Xicun's arm with a knife and threw it into the iron pot.

Blood splattered all over the floor.

Jiang Xicun screamed in agony, "I was wrong! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, I really know I was wrong. I'll call Qin Huai right now and have him withdraw the blockade against you..."

"Too late." Lin Xun didn't give her a chance to back out. With a swift movement, he severed Jiang Xicun's other arm.

Over the next few minutes, Lin Xun, like an executioner, chopped off Jiang Xicun's limbs one by one and threw them into the iron pot. Then he lowered the rope, and Jiang Xicun could only watch helplessly as his remaining torso and head got closer and closer to the scalding iron pot...

"Xi Cun! Wake up! Wake up now!"

Jiang Xicun was violently shaken out of her nightmare. She opened her eyes abruptly, her pupils contracted, and her head was covered in cold sweat.

Lu Yan, who shared a room with her, was standing by her bed, looking anxious, and said, "Come down quickly, the dormitory is on fire!"

Before Jiang Xicun's muddled mind could react, her body had already taken action. She quickly climbed down from the upper bunk and rushed out without even putting on her shoes.

The two opened the door to the room, and a wave of scorching heat hit them, forcing them to take a few steps back.

The living room was engulfed in flames.

The alarm outside blared loudly. Of the four rooms, all the roommates ran out except for Xu Zhiyun and Lin Xun's room, which remained closed.

Lu Yan remained relatively calm. She quickly returned to her room, grabbed two blankets from the bed, ran to the bathroom to wet them, and then put one on each of them before rushing out.

But after rushing out of the room for a few steps, Jiang Xicun keenly noticed that Lü Yan was not running towards the door, but was trying to knock on Lin Xun's door.

She immediately grabbed Lü Yan: "Where are we going?"

"Lin Xun and Xu Zhiyun haven't come out yet..."

"Forget about them, saving your life is the priority, let's go!"

“But… what about two lives?” Lü Yan hesitated.

Jiang Xicun glared at her fiercely: "If you dare to save them, you'll be the next one targeted!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a bucket of cold water was poured over her head from behind, startling Jiang Xicun into screaming.

She quickly turned around and found Lin Xun standing behind her at some point, wearing wet, thick clothes, with a wet towel tied around her face, and carrying a bucket in her hand—she wasn't in the room at all, but in the kitchen fetching water to put out the fire.

Did she hear everything I just said?

Yan Zhen's murderous gaze gave Jiang Xicun the answer.

A chill ran down her spine, and she turned to run away.

But Yan Zhen pounced on her from behind, knocking Jiang Xicun to the ground and straddling her while slapping her repeatedly.

"You want me dead?"

"You won't let anyone save me?"

"In that case, let's die together!"

Jiang Xicun screamed as he was slapped, desperately trying to cover his head with his hands: "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!!"

Lu Yan, standing nearby, anxiously reached out, trying to free Jiang Xicun from under Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen shoved her toward the door: "Get out! This has nothing to do with you. Don't get involved if you don't want to die!"

When Lü Yan was stared at by her icy gaze, and then looked at Jiang Xicun who was beaten and had no chance to fight back, she wrapped herself in a blanket and turned to run away—if she couldn't beat him, she should go out and get help.

The fire in the living room grew larger and larger, and had spread to the bedroom. Jiang Xicun was pinned to the ground, and she could even smell the stench of her own singed hair.

With death looming, Jiang Xicun was overcome by a strong will to survive. She abruptly threw off the person who was pressing down on her, turned around, and scrambled towards the door on all fours.

But after she had only climbed two steps, her leg was grabbed.

Jiang Xicun turned around and saw a scene that would haunt her for the rest of her life—in the towering flames, Yan Zhen was holding onto her leg tightly, preventing her from leaving. As she turned around, a terrifying yet resolute smile appeared on his beautiful face.

She showed her through her actions that even if she died, she would drag her down with her!

Jiang Xicun felt a chill run down her spine, as if she was about to be dragged into the eighteenth level of hell by a demon. The fear of impending death exploded in every cell of her body, and she screamed madly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Just as Jiang Xicun was filled with despair, school security guards rushed in with fire extinguishers. Some put out the fire, while others rescued people. Yan Zhen and Jiang Xicun were carried out of the fire.

A single thought can lead to life or death; the reversal happened so quickly that Jiang Xicun's cries were abruptly cut off.

Until she was taken to the dormitory building, her counselor and teachers surrounded her and kept comforting her. The school doctor also rushed over to examine her, and several of her roommates looked at her with concern.

Only then did Jiang Xicun realize that he was safe.

Having survived the ordeal, she turned to look at Yan Zhen, who was also wrapped in a blanket and receiving a check-up from the school doctor.

Ten minutes earlier, this crazy woman had tried to drag her down with her to the death in the fire—she knew this perfectly well, but terrified, she no longer dared to resent or seek revenge.

Without warning, Jiang Xicun burst into tears.