Chapter 104 "Could it be that you, like those others, are in love with that Daoist Yu?"

Listen to the words Ah Liu uttered through clenched teeth.

Pipa couldn't help but sigh.

He got up from the ground and looked at Ah Liu, whose face was pale, with a complicated expression.

She must have accidentally bumped into the young man's injury when she fell earlier. That tall man was now hunched over and curled up at Pipa's feet.

The stench of blood mixed with the smell of medicine faintly lingered in the air.

Whether it was because the wound had reopened or because I was too nervous beforehand, I only smelled the loquat now.

As far as I can remember, this was the first time that the loquat had the opportunity to look down on the other from such a high vantage point.

It's no wonder that Ah Liu and his group grew up so tall; they're all incredibly tall, truly towering figures.

"You say I've harmed you, but what have I done to harm you?" Pipa calmly retorted.

Perhaps provoked by the boy's calm attitude, a flash of fire appeared in Ah Liu's eyes for a moment.

He seemed to be struggling to get up from the ground, but he aggravated some wound, and his face turned pale again.

When Pipa saw the young man get up, her heart skipped a beat, and she thought something bad was about to happen.

Unexpectedly, Ah Liu tried to get up, but couldn't manage it.

Instead, the cold sweat on his forehead increased even more.

It doesn't appear to be fake.

Just in case, Pipa dragged over a heavy armchair and, with great effort, lifted the chair legs, binding the other person tightly like shackles.

In several separate trips, he moved stacks of thick books over and placed them on the chair.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah Liu watched helplessly as the boy tirelessly repeated the task several times, the books not directly pressing down on him. Yet, each time he put a book down, he heard a loud thud above his head.

The shock made his head buzz.

Watching the boy put down the last stack of books with some difficulty.

Ah Liu couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why go through all that trouble? Wouldn't it be better if you just sat down yourself?"

Pipa glanced at the other person and said calmly, "Sorry, I don't have that kind of fetish."

Upon hearing this, Ah Liu seemed stunned for a moment. When he realized what the boy meant, he blurted out, almost in a fit of embarrassment and anger, "Me?! Do I have that?!"

"I have no idea about such things," Pipa said frankly.

"you……"

Upon hearing this, Ah Liu seemed furious, his pale face flushing red. He stared at the boy with increasing resentment, his long, narrow eyes wide open in a rare display of anger.

Pipa remained unhurried, after confirming that Ah Liu couldn't do anything to her for the time being.

The boy leisurely returned to the bedside and sat down, quietly gazing at the other person.

It's truly a tragic situation, but they're also incredibly stubborn.

Pipa watched for a while without saying a word, then sighed softly again. This was the third time Pipa had sighed at the young man since Ah Liu entered the room.

The first time was a subconscious sigh, the second time was when I finally relaxed, and the third time was out of complete incomprehension.

"Why are you so fixated on Yu Qingzhou?" Pipa suddenly asked.

Ah Liu seemed tired too, and closed his eyes, no longer speaking.

Pipa looked at the young man's heaving chest and knew that Ah Liu was actually listening, but was refusing to answer.

Pipa thought for a moment, a strange expression appearing on her face, and then tentatively asked, "Could it be that you, like those people, also like that Taoist Master Yu?"

Upon hearing this, Ah Liu suddenly opened his eyes, which had been closed. His expression was as if he had been greatly insulted, but he was exhausted after all and could only weakly curse "bullshit."

After a while, not hearing the sound of loquat, he turned his eyes and couldn't help but glance in that direction.

Seeing the boy sitting there calmly, head down, looking thoughtful, it was unclear what he was pondering.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Have you become mute again?" he asked with a hint of malice.

Pipa shook her head: "I just don't understand, if you don't like him, why do you risk being punished to provoke me? He's been dead for so long, what is there for you to hold onto?"

Ah Liu's chest heaved violently again, as if struck by something the boy said.

"Because I hate him. If it weren't for him, how could I have ended up like this... It's all Yu Qingzhou's fault, Yu Qingzhou owes me, why can't I get it back from Yu Qingzhou?!"

As Pipa listened to A-Liu's excited words, she suddenly felt incredibly calm. Perhaps she realized that in this story, she was originally just an observer.

"Have you ever thought that the line between love and hate is not so clear?"

Pipa slowly uttered these words, and then, while Ah Liu was still in a daze, added, "However, it has nothing to do with me."

"What do you mean?" Ah Liu looked puzzled, then somewhat disdainful. "Now that things have come to this, do you still want to pretend you know nothing and get away with it?"

Pipa gently shook her head: "You're wrong. I didn't know anything at all. I'm Pipa, not the Yu Qingzhou you're talking about."

Ah Liu clearly disagreed with what the boy said.

"You're lying. You clearly have memories of the past, you said it—"

“That doesn’t mean anything.” Pipa interrupted A-Liu softly. “From birth until now, I have always lived as Pipa, with my own joys and sorrows and independent memories. These cannot be easily erased by those ethereal fragments of dreams.”

"..."

"You may have had some deep entanglement with Yu Qingzhou, but from beginning to end, you are just a somewhat familiar stranger to me."

Seeing the young man's face, which looked as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, Pipa became even more determined.

Actually, these words were not only spoken to the other person, but also to the loquat herself.

“I don’t know how he hurt you. I only see you right in front of me, well, maybe not that well, but at least you’re not missing any limbs. And the past that you’re so attached to and clinging to is nothing but a baseless accusation to me.”

"..."

"You keep mentioning Yu Qingzhou, so why didn't you go find him while he was still alive? Was it because you didn't want to, or because you couldn't? Or is it that venting your anger on a weak person who doesn't know the truth makes you feel more accomplished?"

"..."

Ah Liu fell completely silent after that.

Pipa watched as the color that had risen on the young man's face due to anger gradually faded away.

The look of bewilderment mixed with resentment and self-doubt, combined with the young man's disheveled appearance, made him seem somewhat pitiful and helpless...

Yeah, right.

Pipa hadn't forgotten how, just a few hours ago, the other person had deftly dislocated his joints while wearing a nonchalant smile.

At this moment, he would rather kick someone when they're down than show sympathy.

Unfortunately, Pipa has never been one to advocate violence.

So he simply leaned down and said to the young man in the same nonchalant tone, "You know what? In those distant dreams that seem like a past life, I saw many familiar faces through Yu Qingzhou's eyes, such as Li Xiao, Young Master Lan, Zhuzhu... and even Tangyuan. By the way, Mr. A-Liu may not know, but Tangyuan is a cat I keep."

The boy spoke slowly and deliberately.

Upon hearing this, Ah Liu's expression grew even more terrified, because he realized what the other person wanted to say, and pain rapidly fermented in his chest.

With a loud crash, the heavy armchair overturned to the side.

The books piled on top all slid off, making a rustling sound like the frantic flapping of wings of a bird struggling to survive.

Looking at the large bloodstain seeping from under the young man's robe, Pipa suddenly realized that it wasn't that the punishment wasn't severe enough, but rather that the dark clothes didn't show the blood.

Even so... even so...

What does it have to do with him?

One-sided wishful thinking will only lead to self-inflicted consequences.

Thinking of this, Pipa's voice even carried a hint of amusement as he smiled and watched the young man stumble toward him.

He continued speaking, word by word.

"Even so, I have never seen you in those dreams."