Lightly wrap the red thread around your fingertips (1)
Cold, white moonlight crept past the half-open window, insinuating itself into the dim room, then retreated before the flickering candlelight. A red thread wrapped around Li Zhaoyue's middle finger, standing out against her pale complexion. Xu Xing sat half-sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes tightly closed, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.
Li Zhaoyue's consciousness sank in and out, one moment freezing cold and shivering, the next burning with heat and sweating. In a trance, something icy cold wrapped around his middle finger.
She slowly opened her eyes, only to find it was still dark.
What's going on?
"You were brought back by Xu Xing and have been in a coma for three days." Yue Jinhuan's voice appeared in his mind. Li Zhaoyue soon sensed another presence around him.
It’s Xu Xing.
Something pulled her middle finger, and she frowned slightly. As soon as she opened her mouth, she was startled by her own hoarse voice.
"Are you awake?" Xu Xing asked hurriedly, seeming very happy. Li Zhaoyue didn't answer, but just lay quietly on the bed. This obviously hurt Xu Xing. He closed his bloodshot eyes tightly, lowered his head dejectedly, and asked, "Don't you really want to see me?"
Li Zhaoyue turned his head away and said nothing after hearing this.
"Why don't you say anything?" Xu Xing stretched out his hand, brushed the hair in front of her forehead, and said to himself. As soon as Li Zhaoyue heard his voice, she couldn't help but recall the excruciating pain she felt that day.
"You've already achieved your goal, why are you still looking for me?" She laughed at herself.
"Ayue," Xu Xing didn't answer her question, but laughed, "You said you liked me."
"And why did you marry Xie Feng?"
Li Zhaoyue felt something touching her lower lip. It was Xu Xing's hand.
Xu Xing looked at Li Zhaoyue's pale lips almost with fascination, and pinched them hard as if in a mischievous way until her lips turned red again.
Neither of them spoke for a while. In such silence, Xu Xing's movements became more and more impatient. A trace of panic flashed through Li Zhaoyue's heart, and she subconsciously stepped back.
His back hit the cold wall, the red line on his hand suddenly tightened, and Li Zhaoyue fell forward and fell into Xu Xing's arms.
He leaned close to Li Zhaoyue's ear, and his tone suddenly became extremely gentle: "The house is being renovated recently. I remember you liked osmanthus and pear trees. It's a pity that it's spring now, so only the pear tree can bloom. I'll move the pear tree in your yard over here in a few days..."
He spoke to himself about their future, his tone calm and yearning, as if...
Li Zhaoyue felt a fear rising from the bottom of her heart, as if she would never leave here.
"Xu Xing, you're doing this..." Li Zhaoyue's scolding was barely finished when Xu Xing covered her mouth. He curled his eyes, and with his right hand, he stroked the hairband covering her eyes, saying in an ambiguous tone, "Ayue, don't you like me?"
"I like you, too. Isn't it nice for us to live together like this?"
"But I've already told you, that like doesn't count!"
"It counts," Xu Xing's tone suddenly became fierce, and he tightened his grip on her, fearing that she would slip away. "It counts."
"Xu Xing, you are forcing me now!"
"No, Ayue, we are in love with each other."
"You are simply a lunatic!"
These words couldn't hurt Xu Xing at all. He would rather Li Zhaoyue scold him a few more times than she would not say anything to him. After a while, Li Zhaoyue got tired of scolding him and fell silent. Xu Xing held her tightly, and she couldn't struggle, so she didn't bother to move. She put her head on his shoulder and sneered, "You really are a liar."
"Before, he deliberately approached me, using a harmless appearance. Now he has changed into another appearance. I don't know what he wants to use me for now."
Xu Xing said nothing, lowering his eyes, staring intently at Li Zhaoyue, and gently held her hand. His hand was large enough to easily hold hers. Li Zhaoyue reluctantly moved away, but Xu Xing pulled her back by the red string.
Her hands were tied, making it difficult for her to move, and she was unable to stop Xu Xing at all. In desperation, Li Zhaoyue could only scratch Xu Xing's palms with her fingernails to vent her anger.
But... her movements paused.
The places where his nails had scraped him were particularly rough, as if his palms were covered in scratches. Xu Xing...how did he suddenly get injured?
She clearly remembered that when Xu Xing stretched out his hand to her at the wedding yesterday, the palm was uninjured.
Everything was pitch black before his eyes. Li Zhaoyue felt suffocated and couldn't help but shout, "Why did you cover my eyes?"
"I was afraid you would run away." Xu Xing said, his tone sounding a little aggrieved.
Run? Li Zhaoyue found it funny. He tied himself up like this, and he was still worried that she would run away?
It was unbelievable. She pushed Xu Xing outwards with all her strength, but he didn't budge at all. She tried to mobilize her spiritual power again, but found that her spiritual veins were forcibly sealed.
This guy... Li Zhaoyue gritted his teeth in anger.
"Speaking of which, today is a special day." Xu Xing rested his chin on the top of Li Zhaoyue's head and smiled. Li Zhaoyue felt exhausted and sighed heavily, his whole body filled with resistance.
"Don't you smell anything?" Xu Xing smiled and kissed her hair.
Li Zhaoyue shuddered, still silent. A flicker of disappointment flashed across Xu Xing's bloodshot eyes, quickly masked by a smile.
"Today is your birthday. I made longevity noodles for you and added a lot of your favorite things in it..." Xu Xing was talking incessantly, but Li Zhaoyue was distracted.
She thought of the bowl of longevity noodles she made for Xu Xing two years ago. It was a bowl of noodles that was not very good, it could be called a mess.
"There's absolutely no point in doing this," she whispered. The room was silent for a moment, and then the aroma grew stronger. Xu Xing held out the longevity noodles and handed them to her: "You haven't eaten in a few days. Try it."
Li Zhaoyue didn't like the darkness in front of her eyes and said, "I can't see. Please take the things off my eyes."
Xu Xing quickly refused: "No, if you can't eat it, I can feed you."
She felt a fire smoldering in her heart and pursed her lips: "No, I can do it myself."
"You haven't eaten for so many days, where do you get the strength?" Xu Xing still refused to give in.
The fire in his heart burned more and more fiercely. Li Zhaoyue's chest heaved uncontrollably. He clenched his hands into fists and said through gritted teeth, "I can do it myself."
Xu Xing's light brown pupils moved slightly, falling on her hands that were bound with red ropes. He casually reached out and untied them, smiling coldly: "Okay, if you can untie the things on your hands yourself, I can consider letting you eat it yourself."
"Xu Xing!" she called his name angrily.
Xu Xing laughed, and his laughter made Li Zhaoyue scared for no reason.
"Ayue, you're so cute." He flicked Li Zhaoyue's forehead as he used to, his tone full of doting. But the red string around her wrist was obviously tied tighter, as if to prevent her from breaking free. Li Zhaoyue tried hard for a long time, but it didn't work at all except for rubbing her wrist.
Enraging Xu Xing would only make it harder to escape. Li Zhaoyue forced herself to calm down, quickly thinking of other ways to escape. By then, Xu Xing had already picked out the noodles and held them to her mouth. The fragrant noodles whetted her appetite, and her body, which hadn't eaten in days, suddenly responded. Her stomach ached, and her saliva began to flow. Desperate, Li Zhaoyue opened her mouth and devoured the noodles on her chopsticks.
After all, she hadn't eaten in several days, so Li Zhaoyue's movements were a bit hurried. Xu Xing chuckled softly and gently told her to eat slowly. Li Zhaoyue felt very upset. She still didn't understand how Xu Xing, who was so good before, could become like this.
Could a person really pretend to be this good?
Isn't that what happened to Zhu Ming? The faint hope hidden in her heart was extinguished in an instant.
Xu Xing... She thought sadly, if Xu Xing was such a person, her love seemed to really no longer exist... Moreover, how credible was the love Xu Xing said?
By the time they finished their meal, it was already midnight. Li Zhaoyue began to doze off intermittently as she began to feel sleepy. Xu Xing sat beside her bed, watching her intently.
It seems there's no way to escape now. Those people are targeting me anyway, so it doesn't matter whether I stay at Xu Xing's or Yiziyuan. Li Zhaoyue thought so.
After figuring it out, he felt much better. Apart from the remaining resentment towards Xu Xing in his heart, Li Zhaoyue now felt refreshed.
As the night deepened, Li Zhaoyue slowly slid into bed, her consciousness gradually fading. In a trance, Xu Xing seemed to bend down and kiss her forehead.
"This is atonement." His voice was distant and vague. Li Zhaoyue turned to face the wall in a daze and fell asleep.
*
A moon hung quietly in the sky, its cold, white light like a veil, spreading across the desk window. A tall figure stood before the window, blood dripping from his wrist.
Looking from behind this person, a strange formation was drawn on the ground, and the light red light had not disappeared yet.
"What do you want to call me for?"
A dark figure suddenly appeared behind him, asking questions without any emotion. The man was startled and in a panic he dropped the candlelight on the table.
The firelight flashed, illuminating the man's face. Pale and weak, it was Wang Kun.
He probably didn't expect that he could really summon the man in black. He huddled by the window trembling, not daring to speak.
"I've seen you before." said the man in black.
Wang Kun swallowed nervously and laughed dryly, "Yes, we have met before."
"A wish." The man in black took out a piece of white paper and said.
Wang Kun's eyes darkened, and then he bravely took a step forward and looked at him hesitantly: "Can every wish come true?"
"yes."
Receiving a positive response, Wang Kun made up his mind. He waved at the man in black, signaling him to come closer. The man in black took a few steps forward, almost bumping into Wang Kun. At that moment, a sudden flash of white light flashed in the center of the room, dazzling the man in black, who froze for a moment. Taking advantage of his moment of distraction, Wang Kun pounced, about to lift his hood. In a panic, the man in black grabbed Wang Kun by the collar and pulled him out.
Wang Kun grabbed the black-clad man's hat with one hand, while the black-clad man grabbed Wang Kun's collar with the other. The two men were equally strong, forming a delicate balance.
"Are you playing tricks?" The man in black asked in a cold tone. Wang Kun rolled his eyes at him and shouted, "I've caught the man in black. Come in!"
Suddenly, deafening shouts and footsteps rang out from outside the quiet courtyard. Wang Kun looked at him triumphantly and said, "You can't get away this time!"
The man in black sneered and tried to shake Wang Kun off and run away. Unexpectedly, Wang Kun exerted force with all four limbs, wrapping around his body like an octopus, making him unable to move.
"Still want to run?" Wang Kun felt even more proud when he saw that he was unable to move.
Even without the ability to foresee the future, he could still use his clever brain to catch the man in black.
The commotion brought Wang Kun very close to the man in black's face. During the confrontation, he seemed to see a pair of familiar eyes. Just as he was about to take a closer look, his body suddenly flew into the air and his ears suddenly began to hurt.
The space in front of him began to distort rapidly, and Wang Kun slowly widened his eyes.
When the disciples outside came in with swords and spiritual fire, they couldn't even find the figure. Wang Kun and the man in black disappeared together!
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