Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Boom~

Hong Jin's mind went blank, as if something had exploded. His dark eyes were unfocused, his clenched fist on the table trembled slightly, and his breathing quickened.

"What's wrong, Ajin? Didn't you just feint and draw those people away?" Hong Sang was surprised by his son's unusual reaction.

"No, no!" Hong Jin's face was withered, his voice trembled slightly, and his eyes quickly turned scarlet.

In an instant, the panicked man stood up abruptly and rushed outside without a care in the world.

Moon Baby, Moon Baby, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here to save you.

He stumbled and opened the car door, flooring the accelerator. The distance of just a few blocks felt like an eternity. Hong Jin had never felt that this journey was so long.

Upon arriving at the scene, the traces of the fierce battle had already been cleared away, leaving only a military vehicle wrecked on the roadside, riddled with bullet holes, silently recounting the brutal battle that had taken place not long ago.

"Yuebao, Yuebao..." Hong Jin rushed into the cordon like a madman, opening the car doors one by one. He knew she couldn't be inside, he knew he couldn't find her, but he still wouldn't give up.

"Young Master Jin, Young Master Jin!"

His men, who had followed him, rushed over and pulled their distraught, nearly insane master away.

Hong Jin stood by the roadside, took a few deep breaths, wiped his face hard, forced himself to calm down, turned his head to look at the police chief who was waiting nervously to the side, took two steps forward, grabbed the man's collar, and asked, "Have you seen a woman?"

"No, no, all ten, twelve of them are male corpses!"

The man finally calmed down, released his grip, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he said, "Check the surveillance footage!"

****

When Yao Gongyue regained consciousness, she felt as if she were on a cloud, with a very obvious feeling of turbulence and weightlessness. However, with a black cloth covering her eyes, she dared not move or make a sound. She could only rely on her other senses to judge that she might be on an airplane.

After an unknown amount of time, the plane landed. She remained breathless and pretended to be dead the entire time as she was carried into a car and taken somewhere.

Time passed slowly, and a stinging discomfort gradually came from my stomach.

Her body was very fragile, especially her stomach; it couldn't tolerate hunger, overeating, or any stimulation. At home, her mother and aunt took meticulous care of her, and later Hong Jin became even more cautious, treating her like royalty. She hadn't felt this kind of pain in a long time; her back and forehead were covered in fine beads of sweat.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard as the door was kicked open. Nuohan, dressed in combat uniform, his face covered in paint, holding an AK in one hand, and covered in mud and bloodstains, jumped out of the helicopter and rushed in like a madman. He hadn't even had time to wash his face or put down his gun.

He missed his little moon so much, he was going crazy with longing.

When there's no hope, you think about it, but there's nothing you can do. When there's hope, when you're about to see it, you think about it even more, until you're tormented by the thought, until your heart is breaking, until your eyes are bloodshot.

But when he actually saw the person, he was stunned and stood there, not daring to go over or get close. Who was this bastard who dared to tie up his little moon and put a hood over her head?

Time stood still at that moment; the man at the door dared not approach, and the bound girl dared not make a move.

Boom, boom, boom...

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

In the quiet space, Nuohan could clearly hear his own strong heartbeat, which felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.

Yao Gongyue was even more nervous. She couldn't see anything, knew nothing, didn't know where she was, didn't know who was in front of her, and didn't know her fate.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The heavy military boots clattered on the floor, step by step, as they approached Yao Gongyue. With each step, she felt her heart sink a little deeper.

"Have mercy, sir! Spare my life! I really don't know Hong Jie. If you have a grudge against him, go and tie him up! Why are you tying up a young girl like me?"

Knowing there was no way to avoid it, the little coward closed his eyes and begged for mercy the moment his hood was ripped off, howling as pitifully as could be.

But why didn't the other person react after I yelled for so long?

She then opened her eyes shakily, and for a moment when their eyes met, Yao Gongyue thought she was hallucinating.

What's this man's name again? He looks so familiar.

“Moon!” Nuohan spoke in a deep voice, breaking the tense atmosphere. “Yes, I’m sorry, I didn’t expect them to kidnap you!”

As he spoke, the flustered man hurriedly untied the ropes binding her hands, knelt down, and gazed deeply into her bright eyes, asking, "Does it hurt?"

"Y-you, I-I-I," her mind was a mess, unsure how to express the shock she felt. She pointed towards the door, stammering, "Did you bring them?"

"Yes, they are all my soldiers, Moon. Don't be afraid, you're saved. From now on, Hongjie will never hurt you again!" Nuohan lowered his head and carefully held her slender white hands, like a lovesick fool. "From now on, you'll follow me. I'll protect you. No one can force you!"

The girl in front of him, Yili, was filled with shock. Her clear black and white eyes stared blankly at him as she managed a weak smile. "No, no need to trouble yourself."

"No trouble at all, Moon. You're not trouble, you're my Moon!"

How could you be a problem? You are my human delusion, the only ray of light I glimpse in the endless hell.

Yao Gongyue pursed her lips, slowly pulling her hand out of the man's large grasp, trying to appear less resistant, and swallowed hard. "Um, is it possible that I just want to go home?"

“This is our home, Moon. I have no family. You can bring your family here, and we can live together!” Nuohan gazed at her intently, his words sincere, trying to be as tactful as possible so as not to frighten Little Moon any further.

"Huh?" The girl's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

"If you can't adapt right away, we can talk about it again later. I can wait!" The man scratched his head and hurriedly explained, trying his best to find something she could accept from his limited vocabulary.

"Big, big, big brother, uncle, grandpa!" Yao Gongyue gasped for breath, shrinking back like a quail in fear, her hands clasped together in supplication, "Thank you for your kindness, but I... I am unworthy of such praise, I cannot accept it, please have mercy and let me go..."

Nuo Han's brows furrowed, and he looked at her with a hurt expression. "I, I'm only 24, no, not that old!"

Yao Gongyue wanted to cry but had no tears. There was no point in saying a word, so she turned her face away angrily.

Are these Southeast Asian men all sick?

"Moon, are you angry? Angry that I tied you up? I really didn't mean to." Seeing her glare at him and then fall silent, the anxious man grabbed her hand again. "How about you hit me a few times to vent your anger? Hit me anywhere, however you want!"

"No, I'm tough and thick-skinned, I'll hurt your hand if you hit me. How about you poke me a couple of times with this?" the man said, pulling out a military knife from his waist and handing it to her.

Startled, Yao Gongyue immediately dropped the weapon in her hand, her eyes brimming with tears, "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Waaah..."

She felt like she was going crazy.