Chapter 1001 - 993: I Don’t Blame You, Sis (Part 1)

Chapter 1001: Chapter 993: I Don’t Blame You, Sis (Part 1)

He’d seen her cry before, but never like this—like she’d lost everything in an instant. Every sob made his heart ache.

One was his elder brother, the other was the girl he treasured at the very core of his heart. In this moment, the pain in his chest was no less than anyone else’s.

Tiana Thorne clutched his hand; this time, she could no longer hold herself together.

She had almost never wondered who had given her her name, always thinking it was something she was simply born with.

Yet now she knew.

Tiana—her true name—had been chosen for her by her brother in their previous life.

She hated herself for forgetting something so important; right now it felt like her heart was being torn apart.

In her past life, every time she transcended a tribulation, she would forget the matters of the mortal world, but she had never imagined that what she forgot was someone as vital as Jensen.

And Laura—the General’s wife who had staked her life to keep her safe.

"Second Brother, wake up, please... it’s Tiana, Tiana came to see you... I’m sorry, I’m really so sorry, Second Brother..."

Her voice echoed through the room, steeped in grief beyond measure.

The other young masters of the Ford family had all come over. Seeing this scene, their hearts ached, but they were utterly helpless.

Julian Ford was having a dream.

He dreamed of a fragment he used to see often as a child: a little fox, fur blazing red like fire, accompanying him at his side. It felt as if they had passed through countless springs and autumns together, yet he could no longer recall where it had been, nor when.

This hazy, misted feeling gave him the illusion that it was something from a previous life.

So later, when he grew up, he raised a fox with flame-red fur as well. Unfortunately, that little fox refused to behave, unwilling to live in the city, and he had no choice but to release it into the forest.

Now his whole body felt weightless, as though he were suspended in a bottomless dark abyss.

Along the way it was deathly quiet; he could hardly hear any sound at all.

He walked and walked, walked and walked, not knowing how long he’d been going, yet he still couldn’t find a path out of the darkness.

Just as he was about to give up.

"Second Brother."

That was Tiana’s voice, laden with a thousand strands of longing, saturated with pain.

Julian Ford’s heart clenched hard. This little sister, though they hadn’t spent that much time together, somehow felt as if he’d known her for many years.

How could he bear to let his sister suffer and grieve?

He straightened up, using sheer will to tell himself he had to walk out.

He had to go see her, to tell her that he was not in pain, that he did not blame her.

He walked on in that lightless world as if buried in an abyss; no matter what he did, he couldn’t get out. Every time he wanted to give up, his sister’s voice would suddenly appear.

Like a kind of salvation, it gave him strength.

Suddenly, he saw a beam of light ahead; as long as he stepped into it, he could find the exit.

It was as if some invisible magic was guiding him, telling him that this was the path out.

He walked to the edge and saw only a blinding radiance, no road in sight. Just as one foot stepped into the white light—

"Jensen!"

A voice rang out, high with urgency and emotion.

He froze. His name was Julian, and yet this name stirred a strange familiarity in him on instinct, making him stop.

He turned back, seeing nothing at all, only hearing a woman’s voice he’d never heard before: "Don’t go forward, come back."

He glanced around and called out, "Who are you?"

Her soft, delicate voice sounded again: "It’s Laura. Jensen, come back—Tiana is waiting for you."

Tiana...

His little sister.

"Brother, Second Brother, please wake up, okay?"

Tiana Thorne’s voice rang out once more, and he jerked his foot back from the light.