【Sweetheart Lover】

Chapter 129 Hope or despair?

There was total silence in the darkness, but everyone's hearts were hanging in their throats. The deathly silence seemed like an invisible net that bound them tightly, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

Ruan Jianan leaned forward a little, his eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness. His brows were twisted into a deep "川" shape, and the sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, dripped onto the ground, and instantly disappeared into the darkness. His lips trembled slightly, as if he was mumbling to himself, but it was unclear what he was saying. He clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles turned white from the force, as if he was giving himself some courage and strength in this way. His body leaned forward, and every muscle was tense, as if he was ready to rush out at any time to find out what was going on.

Lin Yanan grabbed the corner of her clothes with both hands, biting her lower lip tightly with her teeth. Her eyes were full of fear and helplessness, tears rolled in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Her breathing was rapid and disordered, and her chest rose and fell violently with her breathing. Her body kept shaking, like a leaf in the wind, as if she would be completely defeated by fear in the next second. Her lips had been bitten with deep teeth marks, and a trace of blood oozed out, but she was unaware.

Qin Hao frowned, listening attentively to any sound. His eyes were focused and tense, as if he could see through the darkness around him. His body was in a highly alert posture, and he held the weapon tightly in his hand, ready to deal with any possible danger. His heartbeat was particularly clear in the silence, and every beat seemed to be a response to the fear of the unknown. His breathing was steady and deep, and he tried to keep himself calm by controlling his breathing, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner anxiety.

The stranger leaned against the wall, his body trembling slightly. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were empty, as if his soul had left his body. His wounds were intensifying due to tension and fear, and blood was constantly oozing out, staining his clothes red. His lips were chapped, and he was gasping for air, with each breath accompanied by a painful groan. His eyes were wandering, sometimes looking into the depths of the darkness, and sometimes looking at his companions beside him, as if seeking a little comfort and support.

Time passed by, but there was still no sound. Every second of waiting was like an endless torture, pushing everyone's nerves to the brink of collapse.

Ruan Jianan couldn't help but break the silence, his voice trembling, "What...what's going on? Why is there no movement at all?"

Lin Yanan cried, "Will it be...will the shadow already..." She didn't dare to say the scary word, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Qin Hao took a deep breath and pretended to be calm: "Don't talk nonsense, maybe they are still in a stalemate." But there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes.

The strange man raised his head weakly and said, "We can't just sit there and wait. We have to find a way..." Before he could finish his words, he took a breath because of the pain in his wound.

Ruan Jianan gritted his teeth and said, "How about I go over and take a look?"

Lin Yanan quickly pulled him back, "No, it's too dangerous!"

Qin Hao also shook his head, "Wait a little longer, we can't act rashly."

Just then, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly came from the darkness.

Everyone's nerves were instantly tense again.

Ruan Jianan's eyes widened, "Who... who is this?"

Lin Yanan shrank back, "Isn't it a monster?"

Qin Hao clenched the weapon in his hand, "Get ready!"

The strange man struggled to stand up and said, "No matter who it is, we must be careful."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and everyone's heartbeats were getting faster and faster.

The footsteps were particularly clear in the silence, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heart. The sound was neither fast nor slow, but it carried an inexplicable sense of oppression, making the already extremely tense atmosphere even more solemn.

Ruan Jianan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed nervously. He stared at the direction of the footsteps without blinking, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. His breathing became rapid and shallow, and his chest rose and fell rapidly with his breathing. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but fear strangled his throat tightly, and he could only make some vague low moans.

Lin Yanan covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide open. Her body was shaking like a leaf swaying in the wind. Her eyes were filled with extreme fear and helplessness, tears welled up in her eyes and could burst out at any time. Her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move at all, and she could only wait in fear for the unknown figure to gradually approach.

Qin Hao stood sideways, his muscles tense, ready to respond at any time. His eyes were firm and sharp, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey. He held the weapon tightly in his hand, and the veins on his arm bulged, showing his inner tension and vigilance. His breathing was steady and deep, trying to control his breathing to stay calm, but his slightly trembling fingers still revealed his inner anxiety.

The stranger's forehead was covered in sweat, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of the footsteps. His face was as pale as paper, and his lips were bloodless. His wounds were intensifying due to tension, but he endured it and dared not make a sound. His body leaned forward slightly, as if he was ready to pounce on the newcomer and fight to the death.

As the footsteps got closer, a vague figure gradually emerged. The figure was looming in the darkness, making it impossible to see its true appearance.

Ruan Jianan's heartbeat became more and more intense, and he muttered to himself: "Who... who is this?"

Lin Yanan couldn't hold back her tears and cried, "I... I'm scared..."

Qin Hao lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid, take a look at the situation first."

The strange man gritted his teeth and said, "No matter who it is, we must be careful when dealing with them."

The figure gradually became clear, and everyone saw that it was a tall man, covered in a black cloak, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Ruan Jianan couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

The man did not answer, but continued to walk slowly towards them.

Lin Yanan tightly grasped the corner of Qin Hao's clothes, her voice trembling: "He...why doesn't he speak?"

Qin Hao frowned: "Stay alert."

The strange man clenched his weapon tightly: "If you come any closer, I won't be polite!"

However, the man seemed to turn a deaf ear to their warnings and continued to move closer step by step.

When the man was only a few steps away from them, he suddenly stopped.

Everyone's heartbeat stopped instantly, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Ruan Jianan's forehead was covered with sweat, and his voice trembled even more: "You...what do you want to do?"

The man slowly raised his hand, as if trying to lift up his cloak.

Lin Yanan screamed in fright.

Qin Hao shouted loudly: "Don't move!"

The stranger's body was tense to the extreme.

Just when everyone's nerves were about to break down, the man finally spoke.

But his words plunged everyone into deeper fear.