My Youth Began With Him

Although Lu Yan didn't say what the thing that looked like a piece of chewing gum was, Qiao Fei knew that it must be a bomb.

Lu Yan's biggest hobby was studying all kinds of bombs.

It was why so many terrorists wanted her to join them.

Some big drug dealers in Europe and the U.S. had offered big prices to buy her service or even her bombs.

But he had seen Lu Yan's face and knew she wasn't certain of herself this time.

Sure enough, when he ran out, the place outside had been turned into a sea of fire.

Their enemies all laid on the ground, dead.

They hadn't had time to use their heavy weapons yet.

"Yan… Yan!" Qiao Fei yelled in panic, feeling his heart was bleeding.

The fire raged, and Qiao Fei's ears were still ringing due to the explosion.

Judging the great speed with which she had released the bomb, he guessed Lu Yan must have stuck the chewing gum bomb onto the head of a bullet and fired it at the center of the enemies.

Due to the short distance, Lu Yan couldn't get out of the range of the explosion fast enough.

Like a desperate child, Qiao Fei ran through the fire wildly, yelling Lu Yan's name again and again.

"Lu Yan, answer me! Lu Yan, if you dare to die on me, I'll never forgive you."

"Lu Yan, you're a heartless little beast."

"Lu Yan, you bastard, you heartless woman. You didn't keep your words; you promised we'd be together…"

Qiao Fei's face was covered in tears.

Finally, he found Lu Yan under a big tree.

She was laying on her belly, looking to be dying…

Qiao Fei ran over to her and was stunned when he saw her face and back were covered in blood.

"Yan…" Qiao Fei's hands shook in agony.

"Don't yell. I'm not dead yet…" Lu Yan's voice was weak.

But he was relieved to hear her voice.

"Yan…" Qiao Fei was pleasantly surprised.

"Psycho Qiao, you look ugly when you cry… Don't cry."

Qiao Fei didn't know he should cry or laugh.

"Psycho Qiao, if I die, you can't like another woman. My ghost will haunt you and climb into your window in the night."

"You won't die." Qiao Fei gathered Lu Yan into his arms with great care and gentleness.

He pressed his cheek to her blood-coved face.

He felt hurt inside to see that this beautiful and vivacious girl of about 20 years old had to live such a hellish life.

For the first time in his life, Qiao Fei railed at fate for being so unfair to her.

"Ahem…" Lu Yan coughed violently and began to spew blood.

Qiao Fei's heart sank again.

"Yan, how do you feel?"

"Damn it… I was too close to the explosion and almost died with them. Can you go check on them and see if they are all dead?" Lu Yan asked.

"They are all dead."

"Good… Let's go… My lungs are probably wounded and need to be cleaned."

"Okay. I'll take you to the hospital." Qiao Fei picked her up with tears in his eyes.

"Don't be silly. We can't go to the hospital… Ian's people will find us."

"What can we do if we don't go to the hospital?"

"You open up my chest and let out the blood congested in the lungs…" Lu Yan said in a small voice.

"Me? Are you kidding?" Qiao Fei was dumbfounded.

He knew nothing about doing surgeries.

"Psycho Qiao, I'm tired… I want to sleep…" Lu Yan's eyes began to close.

"Don't! Yan, please don't fall asleep." Qiao Fei was alarmed.