Time Travel: The Tsundere Junior Sister Goes Crazy

Shen Yue's heart seemed to be suddenly frozen by ice at that moment, and she widened her eyes.

She looked at Bu Ze in disbelief, the man she once regarded as someone she could trust unconditionally.

The tip of the sword in Bu Ze's hand still had traces of her warm blood, which dripped onto the cold ground, making a heart-pounding sound.

"Why……"

Shen Yue's voice was weak and trembling, and every word seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

There was shock and despair in her eyes, as well as a deep pain of betrayal.

She never thought that someone she trusted with all her heart would stab her with a sword so cruelly.

A complex emotion flashed across Bu Ze's face, but was quickly replaced by indifference.

He didn't explain, nor did he show any hesitation or regret. He just looked at Shen Yue coldly, as if he was looking at a stranger.

This silent indifference is more hurtful than any words.

Shen Yue felt a sharp pain spreading from the wound and quickly sweeping through his whole body.

Her body began to tremble and everything in front of her eyes began to become blurry.

But she still held on, unwilling to fall in front of Bu Ze.

She wanted an answer, an answer that would give her peace of mind, even if that answer would make her more miserable.

"Why……"

She spoke again, her voice almost inaudible, but the persistence and desire in it were extremely strong.

However, Bu Ze still did not answer, but silently retracted his sword and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Shen Yue's heart was completely dead.

She finally realized that what she had always trusted was nothing more than a false illusion.

She fell to the ground, tears silently falling, mixing with blood and staining her clothes red.

Shen Yue's eyes flashed with determination and sadness. Although her voice was weak, every word was clear. It was as if she had used up her last bit of strength to whisper to the figure who had already gone away: "Senior Brother Bu Ze, it seems that I trusted you wrongly."

Her body fell weakly to the ground. The noise around her seemed to be isolated from her, leaving only herself and the endless silence in her heart.

She closed her eyes, letting her tears and blood mix together, blurring her vision and all the beautiful fantasies of the past.

"It turns out that trust between people is so fragile..."

Shen Yue sighed silently in his heart. The pain was more difficult to heal than the physical wounds.

In the library, the brief silence caused by Shen Yue's fall was broken by a burst of hurried footsteps and noisy discussions.

The disciples quickly gathered around Shen Yue as if swept by a gust of wind. Their voices intertwined together, creating a noisy scene.

"Look, isn't that the thief who was suspected of stealing the book before?"

A disciple pointed at Shen Yue who was lying on the ground, with a hint of surprise and uncertainty in his tone.

"Why is she in the sect's library? And she's so badly injured?"

Another disciple squatted down and tried to check Shen Yue's injuries, his face full of confusion.

"Could it be that someone is trying to harm her? The library is a forbidden area, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter at will."

Someone else made another guess, with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"Quick, go tell Master! Something happened here!"

A disciple with quick reaction realized the seriousness of the situation and hurriedly turned around and ran outside, shouting loudly as he ran, hoping to attract the attention of the elders as soon as possible.

"Why is she injured like this? Was she really caught while stealing books?"

A low voice, with some uncertain speculation, his eyes lingered on Shen Yue, as if looking for an answer.

"That's impossible. Shen Yue is usually so quiet, how could she do such a thing?"

A female disciple nearby immediately retorted, her tone full of disbelief and dissatisfaction, as if she was angry at this groundless accusation.

"But look at her. She is obviously injured, and she is in a forbidden place like the library. How do you explain this?"

Another disciple joined the discussion, his words were full of doubt, trying to find a reasonable explanation.

Some disciples chose to lower their heads and whisper. Although their voices were low, the content was more pointed: "I heard that she has been very close to Senior Brother Bu Ze recently. Could it be because of this..."

The implication seems to be hinting at some unknown secret.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't talk nonsense. Don't ruin someone's reputation without any evidence."

The rational disciples spoke out to stop him, but the tense atmosphere in their conversations was difficult to conceal.

At the same time, some disciples looked at him with sympathy and concern. They shook their heads and sighed softly, seeming to feel sorry for Shen Yue's experience.

"I hope she's okay and gets better soon."

Such gentle words echoed among the crowd, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold discussion.

However, more disciples cast strange looks at him.

They were either confused, curious, or contemptuous, as if Shen Yue had been labeled with some unspeakable label because of this incident. These gazes pierced through the air like sharp swords, making Shen Yue feel the heaviness and depression even in a coma.

In the entire library, various sounds intertwined together, forming a huge net that tightly wrapped Shen Yue.

Shen Yue was like a helpless little bird, struggling and calling for help in the net, but no one could hear her.

However, in this chaos, no one noticed Shen Yue's eyes that had lost focus, and the barely perceptible bitter smile at the corner of her mouth.

Her world had fallen into darkness, and the noise from the outside world was just a distant and vague background sound to her.

Soon, hurried footsteps were heard at the entrance of the library. It was the sound of Master Su Yi and several elders rushing in.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw Shen Yue lying on the ground and the disciples watching around him.

Master Su Yi frowned, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and then he asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

Upon seeing this, the disciples made way and reported the situation to Master Su Yi in unison.

After listening to this, Master Su Yi just sighed softly, then walked forward, squatted down, and gently stroked Shen Yue's forehead, as if comforting this injured disciple.

Then, she stood up and said to the disciples around her: "There must be something fishy about this matter. Let's take Shen Yue back for treatment first, and then slowly investigate the truth."

Amid the chaos and noise, Shen Yue's consciousness was blurred, but her eyes seemed to still be able to catch a glimpse of that familiar figure.

She tried to open her eyes wide, wanting to see more clearly, and finally, her gaze fell on Bu Ze who was standing not far away.

Bu Ze's demeanor at this moment was completely different from his usual calm and composed demeanor.

His face was pale, his eyes were full of panic and anxiety, his fists were clenched, and his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force.

His eyes would secretly glance towards Shen Yue from time to time, but he didn't dare to look her in the eye, for fear of being caught by her questioning eyes.

"Senior Brother Bu Ze..."

Shen Yue silently recited this name in his heart.

Even though her voice was so weak that even she couldn't hear it.