Chapter 435

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Chapter 435: Fragile Like a Bubble of Pearls

New Year’s Eve wasn’t going well for Judy.

In the late evening, she was alone on her way back.

Since she hurriedly left her house, she forgot to change her shoes and went out wearing thin slippers and a shirt.

The night of January was freezing, and she blew hot air into her hands, still feeling cold.

The blood descendants are living creatures. They like to drink blood but they can also eat food. Their hearts beat, but their body temperature is slightly lower than normal people.

In previous nights, there were stalls on the streets, selling at least some hot drinks. But on this night, even the convenience stores were closed. Every household was gathering together, and she could only walk alone under the streetlights, feeling lonely and solitary.

Her mother Juna hasn’t changed much.

After she left, there were signs of self-reflection on her mother. On the surface, she warmly and without any past grievances invited her daughter to come home with her brother.

But people have inertia. Juna has no supporters around her, and she has no one willing to advise her husband.

On New Year’s Eve night, Judy returned home, but she didn’t bring her brother.

She had previously found a chance to send her brother to the blood descendants’ ancestral land for a period of time, so that he could interact with people of the same age and heal the psychological trauma left by their mother.

During the dinner, Juna took the opportunity to make a request, hoping that Judy could come back and be reunited with their family.

There was indeed a moment when Judy was tempted. She also hoped that her family could return to normal. How good would it be to go back to a normal and complete family?

She also longed to return home, but only if that home was no longer a prison.

When she noticed the controlling desire in Juna’s eyes, she dismissed the thought and firmly rejected her mother’s request once again.

This infuriated Juna, and she flipped the table. Judy said nothing and walked out of the house.

The servants in the house didn’t dare to stop her, and they couldn’t stop Judy from leaving either.

She must have regretted it a little. At least she should have put on her coat and shoes. She only wanted to leave quickly at that time. She rushed out in a hurry, making herself look a little disheveled.

She walked alone on the street, feeling lonely and sad. The cold wind blew, making her emotions that were once suppressed explode and amplify.

It was very cold and she felt very hungry…

She felt sad physically and mentally.

However, she had prepared herself mentally. At least she didn’t squat on the street and cry. She could hold back her tears, but she still couldn’t bear the silence.

The unluckiest thing happened again. She wanted to buy a can of hot drink, but the vending machine ate the coins. She didn’t bring any money before leaving, she only had a few small coins in her pockets, and now they’re all gone.

Judy, who had been encountering a series of unlucky events, couldn’t bear it any longer and clenched her fist tightly, ready to teach this vending machine a lesson. But as soon as she raised her fist, she put it down again.

She felt like she was just like this vending machine, all alone. Even on New Year’s Eve, she was by herself. Punching it was like reality punching her back, as if everyone was a punching bag.

She sighed and left, walking about five steps away, when suddenly she heard a thud and a drink fell from the vending machine.

She turned around and saw that the vending machine had spat out a steaming can of coffee. Then, the coffee was lifted up by an invisible force and handed to her.

Judy caught the coffee with both hands, and even the can had been opened. She lifted the can and took a sip, and the taste of the coffee made her squint her eyes and furrow her brow.

"So bitter…" she stuck out her tongue.

"Bitter is just right, people have to go through hardships when they come into this world."

A familiar voice surrounded her, and suddenly Judy felt the coldness around her dissipate.

She didn’t know if it was because of this canned coffee, but she felt a rush of heat coming up, relieving her from the suffocating cold.

She took another sip of coffee, and the bitter taste spread on her tongue. It was definitely bitter, but towards the end, there was a hint of sweetness.

"Does this mean bitter turns to sweet?"

"No, it’s because some sweetened milk settled at the bottom." Bai Wei tapped on the can and replied simply.

"Mr. Devil really knows how to talk," Judy glanced at the empty space. Even though she couldn’t see anything, she could imagine the young man lazily walking beside her. Even if the light couldn’t show his shadow, she could envision their shadows flickering under the streetlamp, sometimes longer, sometimes shorter.

Judy asked, "When did Mr. Devil arrive?"

"Not long ago."

"Were you also celebrating New Year’s Eve?"

"Hmm, I was watching a TV program earlier." Bai Wei admitted, "But you don’t seem to have the chance to watch any programs."

"I didn’t pay much attention to the time, nor did I pay attention to the show," Judy asked again, "Did you watch it with Michelle?"

…Is this a woman’s intuition?

Bai Wei lied, "No."

"You’re lying," Judy said confidently, "The gentleman is lying."

"Since you already know, why are you asking?" Bai Wei sighed, wondering if he’s bad at lying since he always gets caught easily.

"I know, that’s why I want to ask," Judy expressed conflicting thoughts.

"You want to know the truth, but you’re afraid of getting hurt. Yet when someone lies, you still want to expose them," Bai Wei lamented, "The complexity of a woman’s heart."

"Even Mr. Devil knows that I’ll get hurt," Judy whispered softly.

"It’s quite noticeable. You’re definitely not out here doing performance art in the middle of the night."

"Then why do we need to find her first?" Judy’s mood became low again, saying, "I’ve been alone on the street for a long time, feeling lonely."

Bai Wei refused to take the blame, saying, "I can’t predict the future, and I’m not a nice guy. You chose the wrong person to rely on."

Judy looked down at her own shadow, her feverish mind temporarily becoming calm. "Mr. Devil is not just not a nice guy, I can’t even touch you, and you don’t have any warmth."

"You’re calling me cold as ice, like a block of wood." Bai Wei’s emotional intelligence was at its peak at this moment.

"I didn’t say that, Mr. Devil did." Judy said cunningly.

"I don’t deny that I’m like a block of wood, but being a block of wood is not bad." Bai Wei continued, "Living without a care in the world is not tiring. It’s better to stay away from your crazy mother. Hoping she’ll have a change of heart and mend her ways is impossible. We can’t have a happy family at night, and by now, you should understand… there’s no place for you in this family anymore."

Judy responded with an "Mm, I know."

Bai Wei didn’t say anything further. He could tell that Judy wasn’t in the mood for conversation at the moment. She wasn’t unaware, but she couldn’t get past her own struggle, just like her mother. Both of them couldn’t get past their own struggles.

Half an hour later, Judy could already see her apartment where she lived.

She said, "I’m going home."

Bai Wei said, "Does a rented apartment count as a home?"

"This will be my home from now on, wherever I am is my own home," Judy said sadly.

"Leaving the nest is when a baby bird grows up," Bai Wei made a metaphor to comfort her.

"…what I want to hear is not these things," she said sadly, standing under the lamp, feeling once again alone.

The person was right beside her, but felt so far away. Every word was said so close, but sounded so distant.

"Do you want to come in and sit?" Judy asked calmly, trying to maintain her emotions.

"No need," Bai Wei politely declined, "It’s late, get some rest. I’m planning to go back too."

Even her calm expression couldn’t be maintained anymore. Judy leaned against the door, her emotions unstoppable.

"Just pretend you feel sorry for me…" She lowered her head and two tears fell to the ground.

Judy’s voice was hoarse, her figure thin and fragile. She looked weak and vulnerable. "I don’t want to be alone."

People are different from each other.

When some people feel fragile, they want to curl up and lick their wounds alone. Being alone can help them slowly recover their spirits.

When some people feel fragile, they desperately need to find someone to rely on, to ease their mental stress through companionship.

Michelle, who seems to be used to relying on others, can handle pressure and burdens on her own when it matters most. She grows rapidly.

Judy, who appears independent and confident on the surface, is easily influenced by others around her. She is emotionally fragile and has a dependent personality.

There is no good or bad personality. Dependent personalities can also unleash great potential, while overly independent personalities can easily become too rigid and break easily.

Bai Wei, after several busy events, did neglect to notice the differences and changes between them.

To Judy, he never really cared about her because she always seemed stable, so he chose to see her at the last minute in a rush.

Unfortunately, this girl encountered the most difficult problems, had the worst family conflicts, which led to her being in the worst mental state. She had reached a point where personal efforts couldn’t easily help her recover, she was on the verge of breaking down, and a few words made her lose control of her emotions.

Bai Wei realized he made an experiential mistake, but luckily, he was able to fix it.

This strong girl began crying and pleading for sympathy and help. What reason do you have to just leave her alone?

A few comforting words didn’t have a decisive effect. If she had her family by her side, maybe it would make her feel better, but her brother had already been taken away.

Judy’s social circle is indeed very shallow. She doesn’t even have a few close female friends.

Michelle is also not here, and Alena… the Capesh family, it’s not a good time to contact them right now.

Bai Wei thought for a moment and said, "Since you have nothing to do, why not help me with an experiment?"

Judy lifted her red eyes, her voice hoarse, but she nodded and said, "Okay."

She needed the feeling of being needed, even if it meant being a tool instead of being lonely and chewing on bitterness before falling asleep.

Soft light enveloped her, and the next moment she found herself on a sandy beach, with an endless ocean stretching out in front of her.

"Where am I?" Judy looked at this unfamiliar scenery, observed the tides of the ocean rising and falling, and her suppressed emotions quickly diffused.

"Welcome to the Broken Paradise. Tonight, since you have nothing to do, why not accompany me in picking up trash all night?"

"Trash, what is that?"