Chapter 47 Heart to Heart I place my heart in your bosom...
"Then tell me, if I died by your hand, would you be happy? Would you be joyful?"
"Li Chenjin, will you be happy?"
Li Chenjin: "..."
She frowned, feeling that she couldn't reason with the person in front of her. Just as she was about to pull her hand away, she suddenly felt the person's hand pressing down on hers become heavier.
In that instant, she heard sounds like flesh being torn apart and bones breaking.
Immediately afterwards, she felt a warm, soft, and moist touch on her hand.
That indescribable feeling enveloped her entire palm, squeezing into her five fingers, as if something sticky and strange was interlocking with her fingers.
At the same time as that touch came, she felt a weight in her hand, as if something not light had landed in her palm.
Her mind went blank for a moment, as if she couldn't understand where the sound came from, where the touch came from, or what the extra thing in her hand was.
Shen Zhengyuan seemed to sense her question, and slowly pulled his hand away from her wrist.
As Shen Zhengyuan tightened his grip, she watched as her hand slowly withdrew from his chest, leaving a dark, gaping hole in his heart.
Upon seeing this scene, her eyes widened involuntarily, her gaze fixed on his heart, and then shifted from his heart to the hand that had been pulled out of her hand.
When she saw her hand clearly, she was shocked. Her eyes widened, filled with surprise, fear, and confusion.
It was a long-lost sense of fear, a fear she hadn't felt for many years, a fear that had long since become blurred.
Her hand was now covered in thick, bright red blood. The blood slowly flowed down her wrist and into her sleeve, like countless slow-moving worms, clinging to her skin and inching forward, trying to burrow into her flesh, her body, and her bones.
More blood dripped from the back of her hand onto the ground.
The sound wasn't loud, but in this extremely quiet place, it was exceptionally clear, allowing her to hear clearly the viscous sounds of blood dripping onto the ground, one after another, echoing in her mind.
Soon, she discovered that her hand had begun to tremble uncontrollably.
Or rather, her entire body was trembling uncontrollably.
Her gaze fell on her palm, and as the blurriness faded, she finally saw the bright red thing clearly and realized what it was.
That was a heart.
Or rather, it was the heart that was originally hidden in Shen Zhengyuan's chest.
And most importantly, that heart was still alive at that moment.
It lay there so obediently in her palm, nestled against her hand, its feet thumping.
She could even feel the touch and warmth of that heart beating in her palm.
One... two... three...
Each heartbeat would make large contact with her palm, then quickly withdraw, repeating this cycle endlessly, as if the heart lying in her palm was kissing her hand in place of its owner. It was also as if the heart that originally belonged to Shen Zhengyuan had now become hers, and she had become its new owner.
From this moment on, it will no longer beat for Shen Zhengyuan, but will begin to beat for her.
She smelled the increasingly strong stench of blood in her nostrils, and could clearly see the person in front of her slowly getting their clothes soaked with blood.
When his light-colored robes were completely stained red with the thick, bright red blood, blood began to flow continuously from his mouth.
Even so, he seemed oblivious to the pain, continuing to smile as he looked at her.
Then, he opened his mouth, and with that mouth that gushed blood with every word he spoke, he smiled at her with great pleasure and said, "Look, this is my heart."
"It beats for you, and it can die for you. Would you like that? You can kill me anytime now. Would that make you happy?"
"Li Chenjin, may I place my heart in your chest?"
"So, does this count as...mutual affection? Hehehe...Do you like this gift? From now on, our hearts can be together forever. As long as my heart is still beating, your heart will beat along with it, until you and I both turn into a puddle of immobile mud, or perhaps, I will rot before you do."
"But even so... my soul will always be with you. Listening to your heartbeat, listening to your breath, listening to you... speak to me..."
Shen Zhengyuan's expression grew increasingly joyful, and even his usually gloomy and empty eyes began to sparkle.
Then, he lowered his head, resting it on Li Chenjin's hand, and also on his own still-beating heart, and said in a very gentle tone, "Li Chenjin...we...can finally...be together forever..."
Li Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath and suddenly open his eyes.
But when she opened her eyes, she was shocked to find that she was not in the secret room, Shen Zhengyuan was not in front of her, there was no blood on her hands, and there was no heart that was still beating, as if it was kissing her palm.
Everything that had just happened seemed like a nightmare, a nightmare she had encountered while she had inadvertently fallen asleep...
etc……
Is she asleep?
Her breath caught in her throat as she stared at the top of the bed curtains, only then realizing that she was lying on the bed in Shen Zhengyuan's bedroom.
As she sat up abruptly, the covering slipped off her body.
When she saw clearly what was covering her, she almost couldn't resist smashing the white jade bed.
All I could see was what was being used as a blanket, covering her up...
It was Shen Zhengyuan's outer robe.
The outer robe even carried Shen Zhengyuan's scent, a faint, indescribable fragrance.
At first glance, the fragrance wasn't very noticeable.
But if it lingers for too long, the fragrance will quickly turn into a hook, relentlessly burrowing into a person's mind, hooking into the depths of their soul, sinking into their flesh and blood, becoming impossible to ignore, impossible to remove, impossible to discard, and impossible to refuse.
That smell, carrying a slightly chilly aura, enveloped her completely, as if it had transformed into an invisible giant python, tightly binding her and covering her mouth and nose. In a daze, she actually felt a bit suffocated.
But that's impossible.
She couldn't possibly fall asleep suddenly, couldn't possibly lie down on Shen Zhengyuan's bed, and certainly couldn't possibly use Shen Zhengyuan's outer robe as a blanket to cover herself and fall asleep.
She's sick, not crazy. She wouldn't do something only a madman would do.
But if it wasn't a dream, then what were those things she saw earlier?
Or perhaps she wasn't actually asleep, but rather her injuries worsened, causing her to suddenly fall into a coma, and because the coma happened so suddenly, she started having nightmares?
Actually, Li Chenjin also found this idea hard to accept, but rather than believing that what she had seen before was real, she preferred to believe that she was having a nightmare.
But can nightmares really be that real?
And that secret room...
It looked so real, so real, that it didn't seem like a dream...
One question after another popped into her mind, but daydreaming would never yield any answers. She quickly threw off her outer robe and jumped out of bed.
She wanted to explore, to understand, and to find an answer that could convince herself.
But just as she put on her shoes, preparing to explore the inner chambers, she turned her head and discovered that the bookshelf beside the bed had indeed been moved aside, revealing a hidden door that had always been concealed.
Li Chenjin: "..."
She gazed silently at the hidden door that was wide open.
The hidden door led to a pitch-black void, even darker than she remembered, making it impossible to see what was inside.
Only from afar, one could see a very faint light in the deepest part of the dark door, flickering like a heart beating in the darkness, which made one feel a little creeped out and scalp tingling.
She stared at the dark passage before her, but lacked the courage and the desire to step inside.
But that's not quite right either, because it would have been better if she had actually gone to a truly horrible place!
To be honest, she would rather she had actually seen a ghost. At least the ghosts and evil spirits she saw were more like living people than Shen Zhengyuan, a living person.
Her thoughts raced through her mind, and she even began to consider whether she should just kill Shen Zhengyuan.
At worst, she could ask the old monk Mingcun to come to the cultivation world to take charge of the overall situation, and incidentally, she could also influence those cultivation disciples who had been misled by Shen Zhengyuan.
She then returned to the meditation community with a light heart, reluctantly helping Venerable Mingcun temporarily manage the community.
Anyway, everyone in the meditation community, whether they are monks or ordinary people, is incredibly easy to manage and doesn't require much of her attention.
She could even use the excuse of gaining experience to delegate her chores to younger monks and nuns, so that she could reap the benefits without doing anything herself.
If anything goes wrong in those matters, the old monk, considering that the monks and nuns are still young, will not blame them too much. He will also consider that she is a terminally ill patient, and at most he will only recite scriptures with her for a few hours. So no matter how you look at it, the meditation community is more comfortable with her than the Dharma practice community.
But just as she thought about it and felt it was feasible, something occurred to her, and she realized that doing so was highly inappropriate, after all…
Once a person becomes a ghost, their personality can become even more obsessive than when they were alive.
She was really worried that after Shen Zhengyuan died, he would really become a ghost and haunt her, just like he said.
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Ah, I want to collect this, but why are there so few of you? (painful.jpg)
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