Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother

Chapter 242: No Such Person 1

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“The weather forecast predicts that there will be a snowfall process with moderate to heavy snow in our city from the night of the 26th to the daytime of the 27th. The main snowfall period will be on the 26th.”

Following the weather forecast, large, feather-like snowflakes started falling. The entire Yonkers was covered in glistening white snow, as if the pouring snow wanted to engulf the city.

Jiang Yanzhou clenched the steering wheel with his slender fingers. Veins popped on the back of his hand, and his pupils contracted. He knew that Lu Yang was starting to remember.

She was so intelligent that she would eventually recall everything, but he didn’t expect it to happen so soon.

The image of Lu Yang’s mental breakdown was still vivid in his mind—the defeated expression, the helpless eyes, as if a sharp blade was cutting into his heart.

Lu Yang seemed drained of blood. Her vision blurred and blood surged, making her unable to see anything clearly. She stood up unsteadily, staggering and falling into his embrace.

“I did so much trying to save my brother, but I realized that all his misfortunes were because of me…”

“Jiang Yanzhou, I have no grandfather, no belief, and no purpose for living…”

“Yes, you do.” Jiang Yanzhou held an umbrella with one hand and tightly held her body with the other. His eyes were filled with sorrow where she couldn’t see. “You are my only belief.”

The car stopped, and Jiang Yanzhou got out of the car and rushed into the house. Yin Hua was preparing herbal medicine to brew for Lu Yang. Hearing the sound, she looked towards the door and saw Jiang Yanzhou, with snowflakes on his hair and shoulders.

“Lu Yang is in the room, hasn’t eaten anything all day. She didn’t want to affect

Mingyu’s concert preparations, so she didn’t tell him.”

Lu Yang seemed to have lost her soul, silently hiding in her safe haven, neither crying nor making a fuss, like a lifeless puppet.

“Since childhood, they’ve had a telepathic connection. Mingyu felt uneasy and called back to check on Lu Yang’s condition.” Yin Hua said, “Mingyu can make

Lu Yang happy, but what she fears most now is seeing him. So, I had to bring you here.”

Jiang Yanzhou nodded, “Thank you.”

Lu Yang had poor sleep quality, and the slightest movement would wake her up.

The room was not lit, and Lu Yang curled up into a ball on a blanket on the couch.

She had dreamed of sinking slowly into the depths of the sea, experiencing a strong dizziness and weightlessness in her mind. Fear spread throughout her body. But in the next moment, she felt like she had grabbed onto something, and the furrowed brow gradually relaxed.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Jiang Yanzhou. The surroundings were dim, but his eyes were filled with starlight.

The dry and warm hand of the man completely held her hand.

It turned out that she didn’t grab onto something.

He was the one who held onto her.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s me.” Jiang Yanzhou was quick to adapt, placing his hand on her forehead. “Is there any discomfort in your body?”

Lu Yang shook her head.

“The snow outside is heavy. Jiang Jinshi made a snowman in front of the door for you. Do you want to see it?”

Lu Yang focused on the man’s well-defined facial features. The mist in her black eyes dissipated, and after a while, she murmured, “Okay.”

Jiang Yanzhou took out his phone, opened the video sent by Jiang Ruzi, and played it for her.

The video was filmed by Zhao Yanshu. Jiang Ruzi and Jiang Jinshi were busy building snowmen in the snowy landscape, piling up snow and having a snowball fight. Even Zhao Yanshu, who was responsible for filming, couldn’t escape being hit by a few snowballs and let out a few “ouches.”

Jiang Jinshi sat on the ground, facing the light, and smiled. “Mommy, Uncle

Zhao, look, I made a beautiful Sister Yang!”

Jiang Ruzi brushed the snow off his head and laughed, “Do you like Sister Yang so much?”

Jiang Jinshi nodded, “Yes! Sister Yang is the best person in the world, just as important as Mommy!”

“What about me?” Zhao Yanshu shamelessly approached. “Am I also good?

Xiaoshi, do you want to build me a snowman?”

Jiang Jinshi pouted, “Uncle is very good, but I’ve already built two snowmen. Can Uncle bear for me to build another one? Look, my hands are red.”

Seeing his outstretched hand, Zhao Yanshu couldn’t bear it anymore. “Okay. Let’s not build one then.”

Jiang Ruzi laughed on the side, “Xiaoshi, you are so good at coaxing people. It’s amazing.”

Zhao Yanshu realized it belatedly. “Coaxing people? You were lying to me, Xiaoshi! ”

Throwing away the camera, Zhao Yanshu picked up a snowball and threw it at Jiang Jinshi, causing chaos. Only the sound of their playful laughter could be heard.

“Mommy, save me! Uncle has gone crazy! He wants to bury the most adorable, intelligent, and loved me in the whole world! Mommy, save me! Sister, save me!”

“Jiang Jinshi, you’re telling lies.. It was clearly you who wanted to bury the most professional, promising, and artist-loved agent in the whole world!”