Chapter 296 Losing the Desire to Live
“…Shengsheng…”
He is calling a name.
"Ning Fengsheng...you promised to be with me forever, and you lied again..."
Nanchuan Shijue laughed softly, scars all over his back, and he punched the wall hard.
"I warned you not to leave Nanchuan Prefecture! Why didn't you obey?"
What are tears?
She didn't know, but she felt it clearly - that strand of consciousness was filled with bitterness and pain, as if something precious was lost forever.
Ning Fengsheng couldn't help but open her eyes. Through the hazy mist, she saw the man standing under the shower with his back to her. His tall figure was slightly hunched. Water droplets flowed over the scars on his back and washed away the uncontrollable tears on his face.
Such a proud person actually cried so sadly.
The stabbing pain in my heart became more and more obvious.
She didn't even know who she was, but she instinctively felt sorry for this man.
She wanted him to be happy and didn't want him to torture himself like this.
But she couldn't do anything.
She could only watch, accompany him, feel his pain, and endure the inexplicable sadness that did not belong to her.
…
Nanchuan Shijue stayed in the bathroom for a long time, until the steam gradually dissipated...
He wrapped himself in a bath towel, fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Ning Fengsheng floated to the bedside and saw that the man was sleeping uneasily with a frown on his face, as if he was trapped in a nightmare.
She saw a framed picture on the bedside table.
The woman in the photo has long hair like black silk, wears a crown veil, and wears a luxurious wedding dress. She lies in a coffin covered with rose thorns, holding an urn in her hands.
That patch of rose thorns is in the backyard outside the French window...
Ning Fengsheng looked out in the moonlight, catching sight of the red rose bushes and a monument standing in the backyard of the Rose Garden...
The words "Ning Fengsheng's husband*jue" are engraved on the stele.
Ning Fengsheng frowned. He wasn't dead yet, so why did he erect a monument for himself in his own backyard...
"Shengsheng..." Nanchuan Shijue muttered in pain.
Ning Fengsheng floated back to the bed and looked at his sleeping face.
Having shed the decadence and violence of the day, his sleeping face was full of fragility, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids, like a wronged child.
A sour feeling welled up in my heart, and I felt a little jealous. What's going on?
She was actually jealous that "Shengsheng" could receive such strong love from him!
In the early morning, the sun shines in and falls on the man's face.
Nanchuan Shijue's hands habitually reached towards his side, wanting to hold the woman in his arms...
During the three years that "Ning Fengsheng" was asleep, he held her in his arms until she fell asleep every night.
However, his hand touched a ball of air and he suddenly opened his eyes -
Ning Fengsheng is not around...
He was in a daze, his eyes were dull and bloodshot, like a dried-up old well.
It took him a while to accept the reality, and he moved his body with difficulty, as stiff as a rusty machine.
After not eating for three days, he was exhausted and had no strength to move.
A tiny sparrow flew in through the open window, fluttered its wings, and landed beside the bed.
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes suddenly became fierce, as if he saw something extremely disgusting.
He waved his hand and grabbed the sparrow with a murderous intent that wanted to destroy everything.
"Master!" Moss came in carrying breakfast and stopped him, "Don't hurt it!"
Nanchuan Shijue's hand stopped in mid-air, his fingertips only a few centimeters away from the sparrow.
The sparrow seemed frightened and flapped its wings, but did not fly away.
"There's a folk saying that after a loved one dies, they'll transform into some kind of creature and come back to see their loved ones for the last time. This bird... maybe it's Miss Ning... cough, it's Miss Si coming back to see you," said Moss.
Nanchuan Shijue's pupils suddenly contracted, and all the blood color disappeared from his face in an instant, turning as pale as paper.
The hand that was originally full of cruelty was suddenly retracted as if it was burned.
He looked at the sparrow with shock and disbelief in his eyes.
The sparrow tilted its head and looked at the man on the bed with curiosity with its black eyes.
"Look, this sparrow isn't afraid of people... maybe it's really Miss Si!"
It’s his Shengsheng, coming back to see him for the last time?
Moss and the others came over quickly: "Master, you promised Miss Ning that you would take good care of yourself and eat on time, but you tortured yourself like this... Even Miss Si was worried about you and turned into a bird to see if you were obedient."
Ever since "Miss Si" died in the explosion, the young master seemed to have lost the desire to live.
If he continues to refuse to eat or drink, within two days, we will have to hold a funeral for the young master...
"What did you say? Say it again." Nanchuan Shijue's throat was rubbed with gravel.
"I said, Miss Si is looking at you now--" Moss was making it up. Although there was such a saying among the people, he just wanted the young master to have a meal.
Miraculously, the sparrow landed on the photo frame on the bedside table and didn't fly away, staring at Nanchuan Spyker.
It seems to be saying: Nanchuan Shijue, be good and eat.
Nanchuan Shijue stared at the sparrow, his heart going from disbelief to gradual collapse: "Ning Fengsheng? You're willing to come back to see me?!"
"Master, please eat something quickly." Moss immediately brought breakfast forward.
“…”
"If you don't eat it, Miss Si will fly away soon..."
Hearing this, Nanchuan Shijue grabbed the glass of milk and drank it in one breath.
He grabbed the steak from the plate, chewed it in two or three bites, and gobbled it down...
"Master, please eat slowly, be careful not to choke..."
Nanchuan Shijue swallowed the food with a tasteless taste. His stomach had already been convulsing and paralyzed with pain.
"Chirp, chirp." The sparrow stared with its black eyes.
Nanchuan Shijue finished his food and stretched out his hand: "Come here."
“…”
"I'm done eating, come here!" He waited for the sparrow to fly into his hand.
The little sparrow obviously didn't understand. It jumped twice on the spot, flapped its wings, circled around his head, and flew straight out of the window.
Nanchuan Shijue's face darkened, and he suddenly jumped out of bed barefoot and chased after him: "Ning Fengsheng—you dare to leave!"
He was obedient and ate all the breakfast...
Why did she leave anyway!?
"Grab it, what are you standing there for? Close the window!"
Nanchuan Shijue ran to the window, but it was too late. The little sparrow flew out of the window and disappeared among the tall leaves.
"Master, don't worry. Since it flew away..." Moss looked at the young master's anxious face and whispered comfortingly, "It seems... that it wasn't Miss Si."
"You just told me yes?" This time it's not! ?
"I'm just guessing..."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Nanchuan Shijue was furious and grabbed Moss's collar and was about to beat him.
"How dare I tease you, young master? Is there really such a saying among the people... If you don't believe it, go and ask around yourself."
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