Jiang Fei was genuinely angry.
It's one thing for the disabled girl to disregard her own life, but it's quite another for her to fail to complete her mission.
Therefore, after finishing that call, she didn't say another word until she got back into her car.
Even after returning to the villa, she quietly went back to her room.
Luo Shi's face was still pale with lingering fear. She stared blankly at Jiang Fei's back for a long time before returning to the master bedroom alone.
As darkness gradually fell outside the window, Luo Shi remained seated by the window, watching the lights in the distance slowly come on, and the night in Jincheng gradually awakened.
He repeatedly recalled the figure who had just embraced him on the street and protected him behind her, delicate yet incredibly strong.
He heard the doctor say that he wouldn't live past forty with all this suffering, but he didn't feel anything; in fact, he felt a sense of satisfaction.
From the time he was beaten like a dead dog as a child, curled up in a corner unable to get up, he never thought he would live much longer. Later, when he became disabled, it was even more so, and every day was torture.
But just now, when she risked her life to protect him, she suddenly realized that being alive is pretty good.
Live for her.
Luo Shi lowered his eyes, and after a long while, gently pushed his wheelchair out of the master bedroom. He looked at the guest room door, which remained closed, without saying a word.
The night deepened.
"Luo Shi, Luo Shi..." A faint murmur, tinged with sobs, came from the guest room, like a dream, calling his name over and over again.
Luo Shi was startled, then hurriedly maneuvered his wheelchair toward the guest room.
He knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside, only increasingly painful sounds, as someone murmured his name.
"Luo Shi".
Luo Shi pushed open the door. The room was dark, with only a dim light coming in from the window. On the bed, Jiang Fei was struggling and calling his name as if she were having a nightmare, covered in cold sweat.
“Feifei…” Luo Shixing walked to the bedside, took her hand, and said softly, “Feifei, it’s alright…”
Jiang Fei's struggling movements gradually weakened. She tightly gripped Luo Shi's hand, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes, asking in a hoarse voice, "Luo Shi?"
"It's me."
The next second, Jiang Fei suddenly flung his hand away, quickly sat up, hugged her knees, and looked at him cautiously: "Who exactly are you?"
Looking at his empty palm and then at her careful movements, Luo Shi felt a pang of pain in his heart: "I am Luo Shi, Fei Fei."
“Luo Shi,” Jiang Fei murmured, trying to open her eyes wide to look at him, her eyes gradually welling up with tears, “Yes, you are Luo Shi.”
“Feifei…”
"But why wasn't it you that night..." Jiang Fei's voice choked with sobs.
Luo Shi's hand trembled.
Jiang Fei forced a smile, but tears streamed down her face: "Luo Shi, do you know how much I hate you?"
Luo Shi stared blankly at her tears, feeling as if they were sulfuric acid dripping onto his heart, causing him to involuntarily hunch over in pain: "Feifei..."
“But I hate myself even more,” Jiang Fei laughed self-deprecatingly, “Why did I save you? I hate you so much, but I couldn’t control myself and went to save someone who doesn’t love me at all…”
"Feifei," Luo Shi interrupted her before she could finish speaking, then reached out and gently wiped away her tears: "Sleep now, you won't have nightmares anymore, I'll stay with you."
Jiang Fei looked at Luo Shi.
His favorability rating kept fluctuating between 99 and 100.
After a few seconds of silence, she nodded and lay down on the bed following Luo Shi's movements.
Just a little bit more.
After an unknown amount of time, Luo Shi listened to Jiang Fei's breathing gradually become even, looked at her profile, and gently stroked it through the night: "Jiang Fei, it's not that I don't love you."
“My love is base and filthy, but yours is different.”
She is clean.
He feared that giving her his love would corrupt her.
Even his wholehearted love was not good enough for her.
On the bed, Jiang Fei, who should have been fast asleep, had opened her eyes at some point and was quietly looking at him.
Luo Shi froze, meeting her gaze, completely stunned.
The two stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before Jiang Fei finally asked, "Tell me, you love me?"
Luo Shi's eyes darted around in panic: "Fei Fei..."
Jiang Fei interrupted him, saying, "Isn't it enough to just wash it clean?"
Luo Shi stared straight at her, then his eyes lit up with a faint starlight, the light growing brighter and brighter until his vision became blurry.
After a long while, his eyes reddened slightly, and he gently stroked her hair: "Feifei, let's get married."
Jiang Fei lowered her head: "The wedding dress is gone..."
"I already ordered something better, something that's just right for you."
Jiang Fei: "Is it pretty?"
"Um."
Jiang Fei pursed her lips, and after a long while, she nodded gently: "Okay."
Luo Shi froze, then his eyes lit up with joy, but his eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.
Luo Shi's favorability rating: 100.
[System: Congratulations, host, mission complete.]
...
Jiang Fei and Luo Shi's wedding was to be held a week later.
This week was the most leisurely time for Jiang Fei.
Luo Shi was very busy, and he reviewed every detail of the wedding.
But for some reason, the closer the wedding date got, the more uneasy he felt. Only when he came home every evening and saw Jiang Fei lounging on the sofa, smiling at him, did he finally relax a little.
The day before the wedding, the wedding dress was delivered. Jiang Fei was amazed by the dress, which seemed to be inlaid with stars, but did nothing else.
Luo asked her, "Why not give it a try?"
She simply said, "I'll keep it to wear tomorrow, as a surprise for you."
He didn't know what her surprise was; the fact that she was willing to marry him was already his biggest surprise.
But he soon found out.
The weather was sunny on the wedding day.
Jiang Fei sat in the dressing room, looking at the woman in the mirror. The makeup accentuated the woman's delicate eyebrows and eyes, making her even more stunning, and the wedding dress she wore was breathtakingly beautiful.
There was a gentle knock on the door. Luo Shi, dressed in a white suit, sat in a wheelchair, his beautiful features as elegant as a brewed tea flower, looking at her with pursed lips.
Jiang Fei stood up: "Does it look good?"
Luo Shi just stared at her intently for a long time before nodding: "Feifei".
"Um?"
Luo Shi's lips moved slightly, but she only smiled gently: "It's nothing."
He turned and, supporting himself on his wheelchair, went out.
Jiang Fei watched him leave, then looked at the woman in the mirror, picked up an eyebrow trimmer, slowly walked back to the room, closed the door, straightened her wedding dress, and lay down properly on the bed.
Then, he picked up the eyebrow trimmer next to him and forcefully cut his wrist.
...
Private apartment.
Cheng Ji lay slumped on the living room floor, surrounded by empty bottles and cigarette butts.
Jiang Fei is getting married.
Today.
The Cheng family also received an invitation, but he didn't even have the courage to go.
He couldn't bear to watch her marry someone else.
With a slight tremor in his hand, he lit a cigarette. In the swirling smoke, Cheng Ji seemed to see Jiang Fei standing in front of him, frowning as she looked at him: "Smoking is bad for your health."
He chuckled softly, intending to extinguish the cigarette in the ashtray, but the moment the smoke dissipated, she vanished too.
I suddenly miss her a lot.
Many of the people Luo Shi invited were from his circle, and they always had news about her.
Let's take one more look, just one more look.
Just one glance.
Cheng Ji slowly picked up her phone, and sure enough, someone had posted photos of her wedding with Luo Shi.
She is smiling in the photo.
Cheng Ji reached out and gently stroked her cheek through the cold screen.
The next second, his fingertips trembled violently and landed on her fingers in the photo.
She was still wearing the ring he had given her on her middle finger.
Cheng Ji's breathing became rapid, and his eyes felt sore and dry.
After a long while, he staggered to his feet and stumbled as he ran outside.
...
After Luo Shi went downstairs, he stayed quietly downstairs, listening to the guests wishing him and Jiang Fei a happy marriage and a long and happy life together.
He had long since ignored the disdain or pity in those people's eyes, and only wanted to accept their blessings.
My blessings to him and Jiang Fei.
Feeling somewhat dizzy, Luo Shi gripped the side of the wheelchair tightly, a strange sense of panic rising within her.
It felt like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like only a few minutes. His assistant walked up to him and said, "Mr. Luo, it's ten o'clock."
It's ten o'clock; it's time to go pick up his bride.
Luo Shi nodded and went upstairs to the second floor.
The door was tightly closed, and there was no sound from inside.
Luo Shi looked at the door, but didn't go forward, didn't speak, and didn't laugh.
Occasionally, the sounds of guests chatting and laughing could be heard from downstairs.
The assistant knocked on the door, but there was no response. The door wasn't locked, so he simply turned the knob and opened it, a strong smell of rust hitting him.
Then, there was a deathly silence.
After a long silence, the assistant, pale-faced, took two steps back.
Luo Shi quietly looked into the room.
Jiang Fei lay calmly on the bed, wearing a snow-white wedding dress. Bathed in the sunlight streaming through the window, she looked as if she were asleep, the hem of her dress reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight.
Like countless stars.
Pure and unparalleled.
It's as beautiful as a dream.
However, the left side of her body was red; the bed sheet was red, as was the wedding dress. The blood had dried, staining half of her body a dark red.
The room reeked of blood.
People around screamed in surprise.
Luo Shi didn't move, remaining seated in his wheelchair, staring expressionlessly at the woman on the bed.
A series of hurried footsteps came from behind.
Luo Shi turned around and saw Cheng Ji running towards her with a pale face. He stopped at the door, stared blankly into the room, and didn't take another step. After a long while, his body swayed violently.
“Mr. Cheng…” the assistant stepped forward.
Cheng Ji suddenly started gagging. He stood at the door, staring intently into the room, retching violently.
The entire banquet hall was deathly silent.
After what seemed like an eternity, the doctor finally arrived, went in anxiously, and came out heavily.
The doctor said, "Ms. Jiang's wound is too deep, and she has lost too much blood. She has no vital signs."
Cheng Ji collapsed.
The people in the banquet hall gradually dispersed.
Luo Shi remained seated at the doorway, her expression calm.
The panic of the past few days seems to have vanished in an instant.
It wasn't until the assistant returned after seeing off the guests and called out softly that Luo Shi finally responded, calmly pushing his wheelchair into the room.
The wheelchair stopped beside the bed. Luo Shi looked at the woman lying on the bed and said softly, "This is the surprise, Fei Fei..."
He reached out and gently took her right hand, lightly stroking her ring. After a long while, he smiled and said, "Jiang Fei, I'm still as despicable as ever."
After saying that, he reached out and took off Cheng Ji's ring, then took off his own and threw it aside. Then, he took out the pair of wedding rings he had once discarded—the ones he had retrieved from the same spot late at night.
“Now, the bride and groom can exchange rings,” Luo Shi murmured, putting the ring on her ring finger, then on his own, and then intertwining their fingers tightly.
Luo Shi carefully recalled the process and then said, "The groom may kiss the bride now."
He leaned down and gently kissed her lips, but lingered there for a long time.
Much later, Luo Shi straightened up, went to the bathroom to get a clean white towel, and gently wiped the bloodstains from her left hand, bit by bit.
He stopped only when there was no more blood on her skin, then turned to look out the window; it was already evening.
He walked to the window and pulled the curtains open completely. Through the French windows, he could see the distant starry sky.
Luo returned to bed, wanting to embrace the woman, but then remembered something and silently went to the bathroom.
He stayed in the bathroom for a long time. When he came out, his body was covered in bloody scratches from his fingers. Then, he went back to bed and muttered to himself, "I'm clean now," as he held Jiang Fei in his arms.
His gaze was fixed on the night sky outside the window. After a long while, he pointed to the brightest star and said, "That's the morning star."
The person in his arms did not respond, but he did not care. He continued to hold her and gently rock her.
The stars disappeared by the next morning.
After waking up, Luo Shi immediately turned to look at the woman beside him, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's time to get up," he said softly, wiping Jiang Fei's hands and face clean before turning and walking out of the room as usual, pushing the wheelchair towards the study.
The assistant, steeling himself, approached and said, "Mr. Luo, the mortician has arrived."
Luo Shi paused, then frowned and asked, "Why a mortician?" He asked with unusual calmness.
The assistant was stunned.
Luo Shi suddenly remembered something, so he abandoned the study and pushed his wheelchair back to Jiang Fei's room, quietly staying by the bedside and never leaving her side.
That afternoon, the weather gradually turned gloomy.
Luo Shi braced himself against his leg, enduring the excruciating pain, and casually flipped through a book to distract himself.
As evening fell, the rain began to fall, and the rain gradually intensified.
Luo Shi's face turned deathly pale, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded outside the window, and his fingertips trembled, causing the book in his hand to slip to the ground, just as the title page was opened.
"What's there to be afraid of in thunder? It's just that his legs will hurt when it rains."
A sentence written in delicate small characters caught his eye.
Luo Shi didn't pick up the book, but just looked down at that sentence, as if the excruciating pain in her legs had become unbearable, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.
He moved laboriously to the bedside, curled up beside the woman, took her hand and guided it to his leg, his voice like an ambiguous moan, calling out again and again, "Feifei, Feifei..."
But her hands, which were always warm, had turned icy cold. He could only repeatedly put her hands to his mouth and breathe on them, trying to warm them up.
Finally, Luo Shi stopped moving and quietly leaned on her shoulder: "Jiang Fei, I told you."
"Even if I have to crawl, I will find you."
He doesn't understand why people should be sad when someone dies.
He wasn't sad at all.
Really... I'm not sad.
It rained all night, but by dawn the sky was clear.
The assistant and the mortician stayed at the villa all night.
Luo Shi gradually calmed down, and instead of letting the mortician in, he personally changed Jiang Fei's clothes and then had his assistant carry her to the garage.
He once had a car, a car specifically for his disability, but he never touched it.
The assistant was puzzled.
Luo Shi only said, "She deserves to be laid to rest, and I want to personally see her off on her final journey."
The assistant had no suspicions.
Luo Shi sat in the driver's seat, glanced at the woman in the passenger seat, paused, and then turned to fasten her seatbelt.
The villa is located in the north of the city, where there is a mountain with a steep mountain road, making it a favorite spot for many racing enthusiasts.
There were very few vehicles because it had just rained.
Luo Shi gripped the steering wheel, initially a little clumsy at driving, but gradually became more familiar with it. He would occasionally glance at the woman beside him, but only smiled and remained silent.
The navigation system warned that the road ahead was narrowing and the slope was getting steeper, so to slow down.
Luo Shi looked intently at the road ahead.
My phone rang.
Luo Shi answered the phone; it was Luo Wan calling. Her voice was hoarse: "Xiao Shi, where are you?"
Luo Shi glanced at the woman in the passenger seat and said gently, "Go find Jiang Fei."
Luo Wan remained silent for a long time: "But Miss Jiang is already dead."
Luo Shi squinted and laughed, "I know."
There was a violent churning and crashing sound coming from the receiver, followed by a loud bang.
In the end, all was silence.
...
One year later.
A man in a black suit walked quietly into the cemetery, his thin, bony face looking haggard and expressionless.
Only when he reached a tombstone did his expression soften, and he managed a smile.
"Feifei." Wen Yishu murmured softly, but didn't know what to say. In the end, she just slowly squatted down, poured two glasses of wine, placed one in front of her tombstone, and held the other herself without drinking it.
Luo Shi died a year ago, three days after Jiang Fei's death.
Since her accident, Cheng Ji was in a coma for seven days. After waking up, he never spoke again and stayed in a dark room every day. Eventually, the Cheng family sent him abroad for treatment. A year has passed, and his health is deteriorating.
Luo Wan and Xie Chi did not end up together as lovers.
The Xie family did not acknowledge Luo Wan just because she had a child. Without Luo Shi as her backer, Luo Wan was not a suitable match for the Xie family.
Under pressure from his family, Xie Chi eventually married another heiress from a wealthy family. It was a business marriage with no feelings involved. They each went their own way, indulging in wine and women all day long, and he was no longer the spirited young man he once was.
Luo Wan took the child, took the Xie family's money, and left Jincheng. No one knows where she went.
Everything was like a stagnant pool.
Wen Yishu stood in front of the grave for a long time, looking at the photos on it, and then raised her hand to drink the wine in her hand in one gulp.
The next second he suddenly thought of something and chuckled: "You're so stingy."
As he spoke, he placed the wine in front of her tombstone, his eyes reddening with a smile:
"Feifei, I miss you."
...
When Jiang Fei regained consciousness, she was in a cave.
The cave was shrouded in blue mist, and on the surrounding stone walls, there were several bright flames that had never gone out for tens of thousands of years, emitting a hazy yellow light.
In the center, a bed of black ice was faintly glowing with blue light and mist.
The woman's body lay perfectly intact on the bed.
Her hair, as black as silk, cascaded down her snow-white gauze dress. Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely beautiful, lifelike. The corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, exuding a captivating charm, yet her demeanor was both holy and elegant, aloof and superior.
[System: Host, is that you?]
Jiang Fei smiled and glanced at himself on the ice bed: "Beautiful, isn't it? It's a pity that your internal organs are rotten."
[System: ...Where is this?]
Jiang Fei looked around: "The place where I was born."
As she spoke, she walked to the only exit of the cave, touched it lightly with her hand, and a golden light shimmered.
[System: Barrier?]
“Hmm,” Jiang Fei withdrew his hand, “It was created before I lost consciousness, and no living thing can penetrate it.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a surge of air flowed outside, followed by a burst of golden light around the barrier.
The system alarmed: [Someone is trying to break in?]
Jiang Fei glanced outside, then casually looked away, returning to the Xuanbing bed. He stared at his own face for a moment before saying, "They've probably come to eliminate any potential threats."
As soon as he finished speaking, the airflow outside the cave stopped, and the barrier remained still.
[System: Didn't you just want to come in and see me?]
Jiang Fei smiled but didn't reply further: "How many spirit coins did I get?"
[System: Huh? Oh, host, you completed the mission excellently in the last world. Luo Shi received a bounty of 5 million spirit coins, Wen Yishu received a bounty of 3 million spirit coins, and Cheng Ji received a bounty of 4 million spirit coins, for a total of 12 million spirit coins. After deducting the 700,000 spirit coins spent on purchasing skills, etc., you have 11.3 million spirit coins remaining.]
Jiang Fei responded lightly, "There's no reward?"
[System: We will never show favoritism; however, given the host's outstanding performance, we can bestow upon him the skill "Cure All Diseases".]
Jiang Fei's eyes lit up: "Can you cure this ailment I developed after drinking the God-Slaying Wine?"
[System: ...No.]
Jiang Fei scoffed lightly: "Let's begin the next world."
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