The Villain I Loved Has Broken Free and Transmigrated Out of the Story - Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Yin Ya didn’t know what Cang Lanyan was thinking, nor how much of her conversation with Cen Xiang she had overheard. With trembling hands, she accepted the backup phone Cang Lanyan offered, quickly stowed it away, gritted her teeth, and steeled herself before stepping forward and grasping Cang Lanyan’s wrist.

“Let’s go home first,” she said, forcing her voice to remain steady as she looked up at Cang Lanyan. “Please?”

Only then did Cang Lanyan finally tear her gaze away from Cen Xiang, giving her a cool, indifferent glance before walking toward the elevator without another word.

Yin Ya was caught in a awkward predicament: letting go would be rude, but maintaining the grip felt forced. Steeling herself, she followed, glancing back at Cen Xiang with every step.

The Immobilization Spell had been lifted, and Cen Xiang now leaned against the handle of her suitcase, gently patting her chest as she gasped for breath, clearly terrified by Cang Lanyan’s presence.

Meeting Cen Xiang’s gaze and receiving her “see you later” message, Yin Ya finally calmed down slightly. She nodded hurriedly and followed Cang Lanyan into the elevator.

As the elevator ascended, Yin Ya pinched the God-Binding Sash still draped around her neck—the very sash that Cang Lanyan had insisted she wear.

If the Big Villain could use a Cold-Dispelling Spell barrier as a surveillance device, casting a Surveillance Spell on a ready-made artifact like this sash would be child’s play.

She’d been too careless, meeting Cen Xiang while wearing the God-Binding Sash. Now, Cen Xiang, an innocent bystander, had also caught Cang Lanyan’s attention.

Thinking this, Yin Ya couldn’t help but glance at Cang Lanyan.

Just yesterday morning, she’d advised the Big Villain to transform into an ordinary person’s appearance when going out, and to dress appropriately for the season to avoid trouble.

The proud villain had outright rejected the suggestion then, yet for some reason, she’d actually followed it today.

No one else used the elevator on the way home. Yin Ya watched the floor numbers tick upward, her heart, which had been pounding from fright, gradually calming.

She and Cen Xiang had only discussed backup devices and Cang Lanyan. There… might still be room for explanation.

Stepping out of the elevator, Yin Ya didn’t dare linger a moment longer. She hurried straight to her apartment and went inside.

Just as she was trying to think of an excuse, Cang Lanyan asked, “Why are you still holding my hand?”

Startled, Yin Ya instinctively released the wrist she had been gripping tightly, her heart rate accelerating again.

Oh no, I forgot!

She had grabbed Cang Lanyan’s wrist to divert the Big Villain’s attention to herself, giving Cen Xiang a chance to escape. But… this gesture had only deepened the misunderstanding between them.

Sensing the faint minty scent, Yin Ya nervously looked up.

Cang Lanyan leaned down, her face inches from Yin Ya’s. A cold breath brushed against her lips, sending a shiver down her spine.

Too close!

Yin Ya instinctively retreated, but the narrow entryway trapped her against the wall, leaving her even more vulnerable.

Cang Lanyan stepped forward. Upon returning home, she had dispelled the illusion that had disguised her. Now, in her usual attire of snow-white hair and gauzy robes, she simply stood still. The cascading waves of her slightly curled, snow-white hair alone were enough to envelop Yin Ya completely.

Despite knowing that the various “prohibitions” she had written down bound her and prevented her from harming Cang Lanyan, Yin Ya still trembled violently.

“Are you afraid?” Cang Lanyan asked, her icy breath brushing against Yin Ya’s nose and lips once more.

Yin Ya nervously swallowed, pressing herself tightly against the wall. Faced with this question, she found herself unable to articulate her current emotions.

Was she afraid of Cang Lanyan?

Or… was she afraid of something else?

“You won’t say?” Cang Lanyan shifted her position, her icy breath now entering Yin Ya’s ear, transforming into a gentle ocean tide. “Very well, I’ll show you myself.”

As if trapped in an illusion, Yin Ya inexplicably heard a song—

It was as if someone were singing within her mind, the voice indistinguishable between sorrow and tenderness, perhaps containing elements of both. Though she couldn’t understand the lyrics, she was infected by the emotion and began to murmur uncontrollably.

Yet she couldn’t clearly hear what she was saying. She only knew that she was rising and falling in the lonely ocean, then wandering alone in the boundless desert, grasping at no hope, seeing only the collapse and destruction of the world.

She was just an ordinary person, unprepared for such a spiritual assault. Even after the singing receded and vanished without a trace, she remained trapped in that endless loneliness, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

So sad, so painful.

What a lonely world.

“…Yin Ya.”

The cold, familiar voice startled her awake. She opened her eyes abruptly, meeting the gaze of a pale hand with slender fingers.

She saw a small, murky droplet of water hovering at the tip of the hand, resembling a tear.

In the next instant, the droplet began to rapidly solidify from the bottom. Within a few breaths, it transformed into a perfect sphere before vanishing before her eyes.

“Yin Ya.” Perhaps because she didn’t respond, Cang Lanyan called her name again.

“…Ah! What is it?” Yin Ya finally snapped back to reality, her head throbbing faintly as chaotic memories gradually faded.

“What does ‘Big Villain’ mean?” Cang Lanyan asked.

Yin Ya was caught off guard, her mind nearly freezing. Thankfully, her remaining wits kicked in, allowing her to quickly regain her composure. She answered solemnly, “Of course it’s you.”

Cang Lanyan raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

Yin Ya thought, Since she’s already overheard our conversation, there’s no point in making up more lies. I might as well come clean. She continued, “Do you know what ‘villain’ means?”

“I’ve no idea,” Cang Lanyan replied. “But it doesn’t sound like a compliment.”

“A villain is a character who opposes the hero,” Yin Ya explained. “In simpler terms, it means a bad guy.”

“So, according to your friend, I’m the ‘Big Villain’ of your household?” Cang Lanyan quickly adapted the new term.

“Exactly,” Yin Ya said, leaning against the wall and meeting her gaze. “Look, you’ve cornered me against the wall the moment you got home. Doesn’t that make you the bad guy?”

For some reason, Yin Ya suddenly felt braver than usual, daring to stand up to Cang Lanyan.

Could this be what they mean when they say “desperate times bring out hidden potential”?

Just as she was pondering this, she heard Cang Lanyan let out a soft chuckle.

“Since I’m so bad, why would you still dare to keep me in your home?” Cang Lanyan asked. “Don’t you understand the saying ‘letting a wolf into your house’?”

“If I dare to keep someone as bad as you, doesn’t that prove I’m a truly kind-hearted person?” Yin Ya countered, though inwardly, her confidence was already wavering.

Has the Big Villain figured something out again? She’s even asking why I took her in.

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