Chapter 32 Is that love?
Gao Huan and Guan Zhiwei got along very well.
That's her opinion, on her own.
Outsiders thought they were getting treatment together, but actually they were discussing a bug in the system.
"Why can you be resurrected an infinite number of times? Have you had any strange experiences? What have you eaten? Do you have an extraordinary background?"
“I think I’m quite ordinary; you’re the truly special one,” Gao Huan replied thoughtfully.
Guan Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said seriously, "But I have killed many people, such as your father, and none of them have come back to life."
"..."
How can someone say something like "kill your father" so casually?
Gao Huan pulled his new fur coat tighter around himself, lowered his eyes and said, "The problem still lies with me."
"If I hadn't killed you, but someone else, or if you had committed suicide, could you have been brought back to life?" Guan Zhiwei thought that if she could figure out Gao Huan thoroughly, she might be able to go home.
This person is the only variable in her endless cycle of reincarnation.
Gao Huan was silent for a moment, then said casually, "You'll know once you try."
He is her prisoner, and he should be aware of his place, know his place, and actively make himself valuable. He should understand the subtle meaning behind the words and not let a simple conversation become complicated.
Guan Zhiwei soon learned the result of "giving it a try".
Gao Huan unlocked several death poses, including hanging, drowning, and falling from a height.
In summary, small wounds like throat slits heal very quickly; large wounds take a long time to heal; decapitations will not heal; if the body is intact, it can heal after internal repair; if fingers are cut off, new fingers cannot grow back, but the old ones can be pressed back in and healed.
She wouldn't die, but she would feel pain. Gao Huan bit her lower lip so hard that it bled, but then it healed.
"Are you even capable?" Guan Zhiwei glanced at him; he was covered in sweat.
“Okay. We can also try cutting off some flesh to see if it can heal.” Gao Huan’s voice trembled as he spoke.
Guan Zhiwei thought this person was too ruthless, constantly using herself as a test subject; it was a bit perverted.
Is he too eager to complete his psychological closure?
He had been in poor health for many years, confined to his sickbed, and was long weary. The thought of his father's death and his brother's incompetence, his inevitable demise in the chaos of war, meant he didn't feel much fear of death. But to die and then come back to life raised questions in his mind; he needed to put a period to his own story.
Humans are born with an intrinsic drive that compels them to complete unfinished tasks, and they remember unfinished tasks more vividly. Once completed, the drive disappears.
Just like Guan Zhiwei's desire to go home, one can't help but feel a sense of shared pity.
"Don't be too hasty," she comforted him, using her own experience to stop him from wasting his time.
“I’ve also been this anxious, desperately wanting to go home. I tried doing good deeds and being a great philanthropist to move the heavens, but it was useless; good people don’t get good rewards. I even became a world-destroying demon, destroying the heavens and the earth, but there was no divine retribution. It was all just pointless and useless. I’ve wasted my time until now, but I stumbled upon you by chance, and that brought me hope. So don’t be too anxious, let’s take it slow.”
"Do I have the right to decide not to let you kill me?" Gao Huan sensed something was wrong and asked tentatively.
The two looked at each other in bewilderment.
Guan Zhiwei thought Gao Huan was acting voluntarily, while he thought he was being forced.
"I'm not some great demon."
"Isn't that so?"
Gao Huan's sorrowful eyes seemed to say, "Slit his throat twice, stab his heart once, and behead him once."
Guan Zhiwei looked into his eyes and reflected on herself, realizing that she might have gone a little too far.
She awkwardly retorted, "You're not going to die."
"When you first tried to kill me, you didn't know I was immortal."
"Oh, my first intention was indeed to kill you."
Gao Huan felt like she was trapped in the deep sea, and the suffocating feeling returned. She spoke of killing me with such righteous indignation.
She frowned sadly, her heartbroken eyes shimmering with starlight. "But didn't we make up later? It turns out it was all wishful thinking on my part, and I was wrong about you."
She even had the audacity to be heartbroken.
Gao Huan remained silent; he didn't know what to say.
He was the one who was killed, he was the one who was imprisoned, and it was she who was heartbroken.
Good heavens, listen to this, judge for yourself, is this fair?
"It's really easy for misunderstandings to arise between people."
Guan Zhiwei had no intention of detaining Gao Huan. She was not a barbarian, and of course she would treat partners who wanted to cooperate with her with courtesy.
When she discovered that Gao Huan's group of subordinates seemed to have ulterior motives, she enthusiastically offered to help resolve the issue, which was unusual for her.
The main reason was that she felt Gao Huan was actually like her; they both went against the normal workings of the world. She felt a sense of excitement whenever she discovered something extraordinary or unreasonable.
As a result, his good intentions were misunderstood.
She sighed repeatedly.
Gao Huan thought, should I say a few words of comfort to her? Anyway, there's more than one messed-up thing in this world.
"However, if this misunderstanding can keep you obediently by my side, that would be good too."
"..."
Guan Zhiwei leaned closer, placed her hand on Gao Huan's shoulder, and said coldly with a smirk, "I will never let you leave me in this lifetime. Since you like being a prisoner, I will definitely build the best prison to keep you in."
Gao Huan shifted her gaze to the side, avoiding eye contact: "Then thank you."
"You're welcome, we're all on the same side." Guan Zhiwei felt that since everyone had frankly exchanged their thoughts, they were one step closer to destroying the system.
She was too close, intruding into his already limited safe space.
Gao Huan was in great discomfort, but he dared not dodge. At that moment, his throat felt dry and itchy, so he quickly pushed the person away, covered his mouth, and coughed violently.
The desolation in his heart reached its peak.
Even the thought of ending it all by dying is impossible; living has become a painful torment.
How can I survive under this perverted woman?
No, how do I kill this woman!
Guan Zhiwei said, "Oh dear, how pitiful. I'll go get you some honey water to soothe your throat."
"Thank you." He said politely.
Guan Zhiwei turned and walked out.
The misunderstanding has been cleared up, and they can be happily together now.
The system was practically dancing with joy; it had been through so much, finally managing to kill the man that Guan Zhiwei couldn't kill.
Guan Zhiwei poured cold water on the system's behavior of trying to get close to her with every man she met: "Clearing up the misunderstanding doesn't mean the harm didn't happen. He's clearly still holding a grudge."
What does it matter?
The system cheerfully said: "Even if you kill his entire family, rip out his heart and liver, and ruin his future, as long as you say 'I love you,' it will all be negated!"
Guan Zhiwei got goosebumps all over. "Idiot."
【I am here. 】
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