Chapter 23
"Let's talk about why my chest hurts and I feel uncomfortable when I kiss you."
"You won't let me kiss you, but you want to talk to me?"
"The light kiss didn't solve the problem, and isn't the pain getting worse? I'm worried about your health."
"You don't want me to kiss you."
During a series of conversations, Chu Yingyu hugged the tree with his head hung down and sat on the tree and refused to come down. Even if I set up a ladder, I couldn't reach his toes.
Why are you climbing so high? Are you bullying me because I can't control my internal energy?
With his hands on his hips, he looked up at the guy who was playing tricks on him. Lately, he could feel his temper and unconcealed mood more and more.
He also wanted to understand the reason for his discomfort and attributed it to his close relationship with me, but after such a passionate kiss just now, I now feel that he just wants to be a hooligan.
I originally thought it was just a simple kiss to test whether it would cause pain, but it turned out to be a French kiss, and it was so flexible!
This little bastard is such a great kisser, I don’t know who he learned it from.
Sitting on the swing, I watched Lai Fu rolling on the ground. The yard fell into silence for a moment. No one left, but no one spoke either.
It seemed like there was no reason for the cold war.
I don't know how long I was in a daze like this, but I felt a push on my back and the swing swung forward. I was so scared that I grabbed the rope tightly and turned around to see Chu Yingyu pushing with no expression.
"It's too high! Too fast! Stop pushing! I'm really going to fly out!"
"You're so weak, you're afraid to even sit on the swing."
"Anyone would be afraid of such force and height!"
Hearing my trembling voice, Chu Yingyu calmed down. After the swing calmed down, he looked at me and said sullenly that he would go for a walk outside the village.
This means that he didn't plan to take me with him.
Well, I can calm down and rethink our current relationship. What kind of friend kisses someone so sensually, almost bullying them by pinning them to the ground?
Could it be that it's not just me who likes him, but this guy is also somewhat interested in me?
It can't be that he is simply greedy for my body. He doesn't look like the lustful type. Once my thoughts turned to this, the mosaic in my brain became active.
He's such a strong assassin, so he must have good physical fitness, and that kind of work should also be...
"What are you thinking about?"
"ah!"
I was so scared that my scalp went numb. The panic and embarrassment of imagining others being discovered made me stand at attention and accept the scrutiny of the person in charge.
"Blushing."
"Ah, yeah, it was a delay, you kissed me before and I realized it and blushed!"
“…”
Patting my chest to ease the embarrassment, I asked, "Didn't you go out for a walk?"
Chu Yingyu leaned closer and observed carefully, "Why don't you look at me?"
"You, you are so handsome and heroic. I can't look at you directly!"
"If I'm good-looking, you should keep staring."
"…That's you! Not me."
Unable to bear it any longer, I pushed him and came to my senses. He had been staring at me more than once or twice. If he always looked at me, it wouldn't be stalking me, but watching me, right?
He likes me too? No, no, no, doesn't it say on the Internet that if a boy likes you, he won't let you guess, but can feel it thoroughly.
If you guess whether the other person likes you, it must be a beautiful illusion.
I quickly glanced at him, and the moment his eyes met mine, my heartbeat quickened again, and I didn't know what to do with my hands. Is this the cowardly reaction I have when I have a crush on someone?
"Chu Yingyu, you sometimes keep looking at me. Could it be that you think I'm pretty too?"
"Well, I like your looks."
Great, he likes the way I look! No, he once said my eyes look like Xiaobai's. It's like a sudden change of heart.
Suppressing the sadness in my heart, I asked quietly, "Because of Xiaobai."
"No, you are Xiao'e, I know you clearly."
"real?"
"I won't kiss Xiaobai like that, and I won't want to do anything more to Xiaobai."
“…”
What do you mean by "make more"? Is it the color waste I was thinking of?
Chu Yingyu came back just to say wait for him to come back. This time he really left the house, leaving me to ponder his words.
He was a man who didn't beat around the bush. If he said he would do more after the kiss, then if he didn't stop, then...
My face is so hot that I can fry an egg, but no, he is not even 18 years old, I feel guilty!
In the afternoon at 3 p.m., Chu Yingyu came back driving a donkey cart, and I greeted him in surprise.
Looking at the several bamboo baskets on the car, they were filled with food, clothing, housing and transportation items. She even bought a dressing table specifically for me, with rouge, powder, hairpins, rings and jewelry.
There were also vegetable seeds I didn't recognize in the cloth bag, as well as three hens with their feet tied. It looked like they were equipped for living here.
In order to teach Lai Fu not to chase and bite the hens, Chu Yingyu first tied up the dog and then let the chickens into the yard to familiarize them with the terrain.
I helped put the things into the house, and Chu Yingyu quickly built a chicken coop on the east wall of the backyard with bamboo sticks, and trained the three chickens to return to the coop in a very professional manner.
After packing up these things, the house, which seemed a little empty during the day, was now filled up, which made me feel very happy.
Chu Yingyu taught the chickens to enter the chicken coop. I looked at him scattering corn kernels and asked curiously, "What else can't you do?"
"Get pregnant and have a baby."
“…” I feel dirty, I always feel that he is seducing me, tempting me, and wants me to have his child!
"Aren't you supposed to be very busy as a killer? Do you have time to learn how to grow vegetables and raise chickens?"
"After completing the mission, we still have to make a living. These are not difficult."
"What about your old house?"
"There are quite a few houses, which one are you asking about?"
"……all."
"It's empty."
I was ignorant and thought he was homeless, wandering around doing missions. But I immediately thought of the behavior of many wealthy men today, who have houses all over the place, but actually have mistresses hidden from their wives.
Some big bosses are exaggerating. They have one house and one lover in each city, and they have different ones every week.
I couldn't help but think of Li Yi. The beautiful woman seemed to be pretty nice to Chu Yingyu. Compared to the vampire-like ghost, Chu Yingyu had a better relationship with Li Yi.
Trying my best to appear nonchalant, I said in a teasing tone, "It would be a shame to leave it unused. Why not hire someone to take care of it?"
"If I don't go, there will be no one to live with me. My parents died early, and I have no relatives or friends."
“…Oh, sorry.”
"What's the use of apologizing?"
"I thought you were hiding some confidantes or something, lying to me."
"Besides you, there's no one close to me."
I should be terrified by his words. The only person close to a killer is such a terrifying existence, and he is the type who will take advantage of their weaknesses.
But I was actually more happy than scared.
We fed the chickens together and taught Lai Fu again not to bite the chickens. I took a few bags of seeds and asked Chu Yingyu what they were. He said they were cabbage, radish, garlic sprouts, chili peppers and the like.
Tomorrow he will cultivate the wasteland in the backyard and plant vegetables. He will do the heavy work and I can sow and water.
I am a female college student who is about to turn twenty-one. I have evolved from a working girl to a farming girl. It seems that Chu Yingyu is not the number one killer, but a hardworking and motivated farm boy who will lead me to wealth.
A few days passed like this. He worked from sunrise to sunset and rested from sunset to sunrise. He was away from the disputes in the martial arts world, and no one from the Eightfold Palace came to look for him. It felt like he was back on Yintian Island, and he felt even more elated than before.
Now I like him, so I feel that everything I do with him is fulfilling and happy.
There is no more tension about worrying about one’s life, no more fear about the future, and no more constant anxiety.
Every day when I open my eyes and see each other, I can't help but feel happy inside, and I start to think that life like this is not bad.
Even the loneliness of missing my family has been reduced a lot. Love is something that can really heal people sometimes.
One day when I had nothing to do, I was sitting on a bench with my chin in my hand looking at the yard, and my eyes were involuntarily glued to someone.
The sun in early spring is warm and gentle, and even the breeze is soft.
Chu Yingyu, who was teasing the dog, grabbed Lai Fu, who wanted to go to the chicken coop to play with the chickens. Now Lai Fu could not be held in both hands because he had become much bigger.
When I built the doghouse, I forgot to consider its growth. It was a mistake. Chu Yingyu happened to be expanding the doghouse today. Even if Lai Fu grows up and has sextuplets, there will be enough space for him.
I stared at the young man working diligently, his broad shoulders, his slim waist, his straight legs, his arms bulging with veins. I'd been held, carried, and touched by those hands before. Now, when I recall the feeling, my heart warms...
When I came to my senses, I was already caught by Chu Yingyu's gaze.
He is so sharp in his gaze that if I stare at him for a few more seconds, he will catch me. But it is still difficult for me to control myself!
As soon as my mind relaxes, I can't help but be tempted to search for him.
Chu Yingyu had a nail in his mouth and a hammer and nail in his hands, as if asking me what I was doing with his eyes.
I shook my head. "You continue. I'm just looking at the scenery."
After hammering the nail into the board to secure it, he took out the long nail from his mouth and said, "Don't look at me stupidly."
He said my eyes were silly? Well, a fangirl's eyes might be a little unladylike, but it's not my fault!
After thinking of a topic, I asked, "Have you had any chest pain recently? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"have."
“…It’s become a chronic disease?”
"have no idea."
"Go see a doctor."
“The village doctor can’t diagnose it.”
"Isn't Taohua Village full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers?"
"The Medicine King left long ago, and the disciple is not here either."
I was confused and started thinking about how I could help, but why didn't the other party seem to be in a hurry?
"I remember now, Wu Yunran! The handsome uncle with a nice name, nicknamed Soul or something? He's the one who took my pulse and gave me acupuncture. You said he was a disciple of the Medicine King, so he must be able to cure you, right?"
Chu Yingyu frowned, his tone flat but revealing dissatisfaction, "You remember men very clearly."
"I remember women well, too, like Li Yi." It's easy to mistake a beautiful sister for an imaginary enemy, which is not good. After calming down, I said, "You don't have a grudge against Wu Yunran, right?"
"without."
"Go find him for treatment."
"I don't think I'm sick."
"But haven't you been feeling unwell these past few days?"
"That's because of you."
“…”
Am I the scapegoat?
"I can't use my internal energy, so how can it affect you? Why don't you think that maybe the demon Taoist has poisoned you, causing you to have an attack now?"
"Even if it is, why does it hurt around you?"
His thinking is so clear, and the contradiction lies with me, making it seem as if I really have a problem.
The topic ends here, there is nothing to discuss.
I found an excuse to go to the backyard to feed the chickens, looking forward to them laying eggs so that I can achieve egg freedom.
A chicken swooped over to grab some food. I was so scared that I screamed and dropped the bowl of food in my hand.
"What's wrong."
Almost as soon as the basin landed on the ground, Chu Yingyu appeared in the backyard. I patted my chest and pointed at the pecking hen, "I was scared by the chicken."
Chu Yingyu: “…”
"Your hand is bleeding!"
With a cry of surprise, I trotted over to him and picked up his left hand. The fingertips were pierced by a nail, a bloody hole oozing out blood.
As if he just realized that he was injured, Chu Yingyu raised his left hand in a daze. After a few seconds, he looked at me again, and his eyes became unpredictable.
I hurriedly went to find medicine for the wound and a handkerchief. When I brought them over, Chu Yingyu sucked the blood off his hand and spit it out, refusing my request to bandage him.
He casually sprinkled the powder on the wound and prepared to go back to the front yard to continue renovating the doghouse. I walked over to him in a few steps and spoke sincerely.
"I'm sorry, did I distract you?"
“…”
"You'd better bandage your hand."
"It's a minor injury, no need."
"Don't you blame me?"
Chu Yingyu stopped in his tracks and looked at me with dim eyes. He asked, "I blame you. Whatever you do, I'll break your fingers too."
Are you angry?
I was a little overwhelmed by this faint anger, but still shook my head.
“…No.”
"I've tapped your mute point so you can't scream."
"Don't do that either."
"What can you do?"
"Blow on your wound?"
"If you distract me again, I'll be angry, Xiao'e."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Actually, I'm not quite sure where Chu Yingyu's temper came from. It seemed to have come out suddenly. If I hadn't reminded him, he might not have noticed the wound.
He wasn't afraid of the hook digging into his flesh, he endured the pain in his chest, and the injury to his finger was nothing to worry about, but he was angry.
The doghouse was renovated before dusk, and after a simple meal, Chu Yingyu and I didn't talk much and each of us washed up and went back to our rooms.
I was half asleep in the middle of the night when the window seemed to be blown open by the wind. Even in early spring, the nights were still chilly, but tonight the cold was particularly biting. Through the quilt, the wind felt like needles piercing my skin.
My neck felt cold, and I twitched for a moment before opening my eyes.
The window was wide open, and Chu Yingyu stood in front of the bed with his back to the moonlight. The hazy light outlined his silhouette, and I saw the sword in the boy's hand.
Warm blood flowed from my neck. I slowly sat up from the bed and raised my hand to touch it in disbelief.
The sticky liquid moistened the fingers, the fishy smell of rust lingered at the tip of the nose, and the slight sting made the dull senses become sharp.
My neck was cut, but the wound was very shallow, very superficial.
The bleeding stopped on its own after a little bleeding.
The person standing in front of me blocked the light from the window, and a heavy shadow fell on me. I was like a bird in a cage, with nowhere to escape.
There is no need to think about who did the blood line on the neck.
Without anger, fear or even grief, I stared blankly at the person beside the bed and asked.
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
"I can't sleep."
"Is it chest pain?"
"It hurts."
"If I cut my neck open, it won't hurt you?"
"It seems so."
Killing me is as easy as drinking water and eating. He doesn't even need to think about it. I'm going to accompany Xiaobai.
But the voice in his throat became hoarse and unclear, and the sword in his hand was trembling slightly. A killer should not be unable to hold his weapon steadily, let alone being the number one.
Chu Yingyu, who never thought about why he killed and only wanted to complete his mission, failed to cut my neck and even woke me up because of his murderous intent.
This is a huge mistake.
If I encountered this situation a few months ago, I would hate him and curse him. Now I seem to have accepted it. Even though I have a lot of emotions, I still have a sense of resignation that this is my fate.
After all, I fell in love with a cold-blooded killer with strange train of thought. Since I like someone, of course I have to bear the consequences.
"Chu Yingyu, besides slitting your own throat, do you have any other options?"
"a lot of."
"Which one is less painful?"
"have no idea."
I sniffed, my throat swollen, and choked, "When is your birthday?"
"March 5th."
"That's three days later."
"Um."
"I'm so in love. Can you wait for me to celebrate your birthday with you? I'll do it my way. It's very fresh! After we celebrate a different birthday, it won't be too late for you to kill me."
“…”
"Actually, it would be better if you killed me. Maybe I could return to my original world. After all, I don't dare to experiment myself."
“…”
"Old Xianke also committed suicide after teaching me his skills. He may have returned home. Otherwise, why can't we find his body?"
He still didn't respond, probably because he hadn't figured out how to answer, so I had to continue talking to myself.
"If I kill you, what if you still feel pain? Remember to go see a reputable doctor, don't just bear it yourself."
“…”
"May I ask why you want to kill me now? Am I out of control? Do you want to stop feeling the pain? What exactly is it that's affecting you?"
Chu Yingyu didn't move, and if his ragged breathing and trembling sword hadn't betrayed his instability, I might have thought he was indifferent.
The shadow that had always covered his body moved an inch, and a ray of sad moonlight leaked out from behind him. I saw his empty eyes, and an extremely rare fear extended from the depths of his pupils.
What is he afraid of?
"Qin Xiao'e."
"exist."
"I hurt my hand today because of you."
"Yes."
"If I hurt my hand today, I could lose my life tomorrow because of you."
"But you were injured saving me before."
"That's what I calculated, it can't be wrong."
"I do not understand."
As if I were a stupid student, Chu Yingyu actually sighed, and there was a heaviness in his young voice that was not in line with his age.
"You were just frightened while feeding the chickens, but I heard your voice and your behavior was out of control for a moment."
I was enlightened by these words and suddenly realized that he was seeing the big picture from the small details and wanted to make me, the unstable factor, disappear before things got out of control.
Is he too easily influenced, or am I just too charming?
I thought about it in a way that made me feel good despite the hardship, and felt a little smug. At least I ended up with the same fate as Xiaobai, which meant that I was important to him.
Chu Yingyu believed that killing was a way of concealing and protecting, a principle for resolving difficult problems. I began to understand his way of thinking, though I simply disagreed. This made it even harder to dislike and hate him. Love mixed with pity made me want to hug him even more.
A bitter smile and tears appeared on my face, and I didn't ask him any more questions.
"Stop crying."
He has always been very sensitive to my emotions, and his voice was gentle, not cold, as he comforted me.
I sobbed and said aggrievedly, "What a domineering killer! I'm about to be killed by you, and you won't even let me shed a few goodbye tears."
"You said you would celebrate my birthday."
"That's a life!"
"So, let's kill him on the day I turn eighteen."
"Oh, okay, I understand."
The author has something to say:
Xiao Chu, look at how worthless you are! You just can't bear to part with it! And you're even picking a day?
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