Shu Bai turned around abruptly, the blush on her ears still fresh: "Me, taking advantage of you? It was your face that suddenly came up to me and tried to seduce me. I'm already being lenient by not accusing you of indecent assault."
Li Yuheng covered his cheek, which had been the victim of a staged accident, and took two steps back: "Heavens! The number one swordsman in the martial arts world actually took advantage of me and is now denying it! My innocence is ruined just like that!"
"You still have a clean record?" Shu Bai sneered, sword in hand. "When you were clinging to my coattails, why didn't you think about your innocence?"
"That's called tactical dependence! Besides, you were the one who bumped into my face just now, and I could even feel you blushing—"
With a flick of his wrist, Shu Bai sent the scabbard striking Li Yuheng's knee with pinpoint accuracy.
Li Yuheng let out a howl and grabbed his leg, saying, "Hitting is a sign of affection! I understand your enthusiasm, young hero!"
"...Let go!" Shu Bai said, his face dark.
He stood on one leg, frantically swinging the leg that was being held.
Swing it to the left, kick it to the right.
Trying to shake off this piece of dog skin plaster.
Ke Liyu clung very firmly, swaying in the air with his movements, while constantly shouting:
"I won't let go! You've already succeeded and you don't want to take responsibility?"
Shu Bai gritted his teeth: "...What did I get?"
He noticed the curious glances from passersby; the vegetable vendors and peddlers carrying loads slowed down and whispered among themselves.
He felt he had never been so humiliated in his life, and wished he could dig three feet into the ground on the spot.
Li Yuheng: "Your face just touched mine! Although we didn't kiss on the lips, it's practically like we've pledged our lives to each other!"
An elderly woman selling vegetables passing by couldn't help but interject, "Young man, this calculation is wrong..."
Li Yuheng turned his head: "Auntie, you don't understand. This is how we Jianghu people calculate accounts!"
Shu Bai finally lost her temper and grabbed him by the back of his collar, lifting him up: "I'm taking you to the clinic right now to see how much water is in your brain."
"After seeing my brain, can I go to the government office to get a marriage certificate?"
"No." Shu Bai dragged him forward expressionlessly. "But I can get your death certificate."
…
Inside the consultation room.
The old doctor stroked his beard and pondered:
"This young master's pulse is quite unusual..."
Shu Bai slammed his sword on the table: "Speak like a human being."
The old doctor was startled: "It's possible that his brain was damaged."
Li Yuheng slammed his hand on the table and stood up: "Nonsense! I clearly..."
"Sit down." Shu Bai glanced at him coldly.
"Okay."
Li Yuheng obediently sat back in his chair.
Shu Bai frowned slightly: "Can his meridians be treated?"
The old doctor shook his head and sighed, "His meridians are completely shattered, and his internal energy is entirely lost. It's a miracle he's still alive. In my opinion... he probably won't survive this winter."
Li Yuheng raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Old man, are you sure you really know how to read this? Someone as handsome as me would make even the King of Hell feel ashamed of his own appearance. How could he bear to take me?"
The old doctor: "..."
Shu Bai grabbed Li Yuheng by the back of his collar and pulled him out, saying, "Then let's get another doctor."
"Wait!" Li Yuheng shouted, turning his head while clinging to the door frame, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. "Old man! Remember this: if I survive this winter, I'll come and tear down your signboard!"
The old doctor was so angry his beard stood on end: "...Hmph, come and try if you dare!"
Shu Bai dragged Li Yuheng to three different clinics.
"The meridians are severed, and the lamp is extinguished when the oil is exhausted."
"Prepare for the worst; it'll be over in the next few months."
Eat whatever you want.
When Li Yuheng came out of the fourth clinic, he was eating a newly bought candied hawthorn, the sugar crystals shimmering with an amber light in the setting sun.
He commented vaguely, "This generation of doctors is no good; they can't even diagnose a difficult or complicated case."
Under the setting sun, Shu Bai leaned against the wall, holding his sword.
He stared at Li Yuheng for a long time before suddenly saying, "You seem to have no fear of death at all."
Li Yuheng bit off the last piece of candy coating and laughed carefree: "What's there to be afraid of? A menace like me can live for at least a thousand years."
“That’s true.” Shu Bai nodded. “A scourge can last for a thousand years.”
The bamboo skewer of the candied hawthorn skewer twirled between Li Yuheng's fingers: "If I really died, would you miss me?"
“…No.” Shu Bai looked up at the setting sun on the horizon. “I will set off firecrackers to celebrate.”
Li Yuheng pursed his lips.
"How heartless. I'm already in this state, young hero, and you still can't say something nice."
"I'll set off beautiful firecrackers and celebrate beautifully."
Li Yuheng was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
That's certainly a nice way of putting it.
Seeing his discomfiture, Shu Bai chuckled and straightened up from the wall she was leaning against:
"They're gone."
He turned around nimbly, a few strands of his dark hair flying up with the movement, just brushing against Li Yuheng's nose.
That strand of hair flashed past Li Yuheng's eyes, leaving a lingering itch.
He instinctively reached out to touch it, but the strand of hair had already returned to its original position, and his hand only grasped a patch of cool air.
Dusk swallowed up all the lingering echoes.
Li Yuheng stood there, watching Shu Bai's back as she walked towards the setting sun.
The twilight made the figure stand out clearly, and his dark hair swayed slightly in the evening breeze, as if it wanted to blend into the darkening light of the sky.
He suddenly raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and pointed in that direction.
Warm golden light filtered through his fingers, making the sparse white silhouette grow smaller and smaller.
But what's amazing is that when he slightly adjusts the angle, his outstretched hand can just capture his entire figure in his palm.
Just as his fingertips unconsciously curled slightly, as if trying to grasp something.
Shu Bai suddenly turned around.
"What are you standing there for?" Shu Bai frowned. "It's getting dark. If you dawdle any longer, you'll be sleeping on the side of the road."
Li Yuheng immediately withdrew his hand and caught up with him in a few steps: "Are you worried about me?"
"I'm worried you'll die and no one will collect your body outside." Shu Bai turned and continued walking. "Troublemaker."
Li Yuheng put his hands behind his head and followed leisurely.
"Don't worry, a menace like me will definitely outlive you."
"……hehe."
"Hey, young hero, do you know why you can walk so far without complaining of being tired?"
I'm tired.
"...Okay. Do you know why you're tired?"
"I'm tired because of who's been chattering in my ear the whole way?"
"Because I'm cute."
Shu Bai was so shocked by his shamelessness that she was speechless and turned to leave.
Li Yuheng jogged to catch up, deliberately mimicking his walking posture: "Don't be angry, look how well I imitated you! Just that 'the whole world owes me money' expression—"
"I don't want to watch."
"You have to watch it whether you want to or not. I'm even walking backwards."
…
"I'm so sorry, gentlemen, there's only one superior room left."
"Is there really only one room left?" Shu Bai asked again, unwilling to give up.
The waiter smiled ingratiatingly: "Young hero, all the inns are fully booked due to the recent martial arts tournament. This room was just recently vacated."
Li Yuheng immediately leaned over and rested his chin on Shu Bai's shoulder: "One room is great! It saves money!"
Shu Bai nudged him aside with her elbow and confirmed with the waiter, "Are there any other empty rooms? The woodshed will do too."
"I'm so sorry, the woodshed is overflowing with goods..."
Just then, the inn door was pushed open again, and a travel-worn swordsman shouted, "Innkeeper, are there any rooms left?"
Shu Bai quickly slapped the loose silver coins onto the counter: "I'll take this one."
The waiter happily pocketed the money:
"Alright! Room number one, second person—"
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