Chapter 121 Chapter 121 "Don't you just want to piss me off to death?!...
She was actually very embarrassed.
She has always prided herself on being extremely clear-headed. To her, falling in love with someone who is destined to be her enemy is a shame.
Because of this ridiculous love, a moment of weakness, I ended up getting half the result with twice the effort, which is even more shameful.
If Nan Qiong Shuang, who was standing before Tianshan Mountain, heard about this, she would definitely laugh at him and say, "Jiletang doesn't support fools. Go back and beg for food."
Now, she herself is also being laughed at by her former self.
She raised her eyes, her eyes were fragile and perverse:
"So what? I love you, so what? What's the point? I don't understand why you're asking me this. Are you going to let me go just because I'm soft-hearted?"
Gu Huaijin closed his eyes.
He pressed his thumb on her delicate collarbone, tracing it back and forth for a long time without saying a word.
Nan Qiong Shuang didn't know what he was thinking.
In the silent Longevity Fountain, water vapor was rising, everything was filled with water droplets, the air was so heavy that it seemed to be piled up in one place, and the white steam moved slowly in the halo of candlelight.
Gu Huaijin closed his eyelashes and said nothing. She almost thought he was meditating.
After a long time, a drop of water dripped into the water in the distance, and he opened his eyes.
He said:
“…I don’t care whether you believe it or not.”
"Actually, I didn't intend to do anything to you. Whether it was revenge, torture, interrogation, or poisoning."
"So, you don't have to keep talking about killing, slicing, and torture."
Nan Qiong Shuang simply didn't understand what he was saying.
His long eyelashes were half-closed, casting a feather fan-like silhouette in his clear spring-like eyes, and there was a sad red in his eyes.
However, those eyes, no matter how red they were, were kind, not the heartless eyes of a beast.
He said softly:
"I know you have your reasons."
"Even if you didn't say it, even if you hadn't said that on the boat...I know you had your reasons during these five years."
Nan Qiong Shuang could hardly stand and was twitching uncontrollably.
"so……"
He touched her collarbone, then stroked up her neck, rubbing his thumb along the tip of her chin.
"So, tell me. Tell me what's bothering you."
"As long as you tell me everything about the Gate of Rebirth, I... maybe I can forgive you."
Nan Qiong Shuang couldn't utter a word.
forgive.
She never dreamed that these two words would come out of his mouth.
forgive?
Forgive? Would he forgive something like this?
No hitting, no scolding, no complaining, saying he forgives?
She didn't know if he was crazy, or if he was really not normal after the changes he had experienced.
Or, knowing that she loved him—knowing her weakness—he deliberately used these two words to deceive her and induce her to speak?
She—she couldn't figure it out.
When she couldn't figure things out, she always assumed the worst. As a spy, she relied on this pessimism to escape death.
She smiled, tears streaming down her face.
"Don't lie to me. You can be faster with torture."
What Gu Huaijin hated most was that she was like a hedgehog, with all her thorns standing up against him.
He'd already said he didn't want to torture her, didn't she understand? Why was she so stubborn? She wouldn't listen even when he was being nice. Did she really enjoy a life-or-death struggle?!
"Torture?" He sneered. "How? Who will do it? Do you think I'm you, that you'd be so foolish as to resort to swords, spears, and halberds, and then torture yourself day and night? I'm telling you—only you would do such a foolish thing."
"Forgive—you saying forgive is foolish."
She took a step forward, tears welling up in her eyes:
"If I believed it, I would be even more foolish. Putting myself in their shoes, no one would forgive such a thing. You don't have to lie to me. Over the years, I've seen countless betrayals, husbands and wives falling out, fathers and sons abandoning each other. Who could possibly forgive? In the end, don't they all wish to kill the other person? Do you think, do you think, that when I stabbed him with that sword back then, I didn't have this awareness?!"
Gu Huaijin was so angry that his joints creaked and he trembled uncontrollably. "Why, I didn't hurt you, but you're not satisfied? You've always had a problem. You feel better when you're in pain, right?! You're the one who loves to go crazy, and you drag me into it?!"
"Who's crazy?! Who's crazy?! I don't know why you're trying to trick me. You even dare to say such a thing—"
She suddenly started crying again, her voice hoarse:
"What do you know about me?! What do you know about me?! Do you know who I am, and you love me?! You don't even know my name - I don't know why you love me so much that you would even let go of the revenge of your sect! You just know that I love you - and you use this to trick me into believing something, to get your revenge - and you use this to play with me -"
Gu Huaijin stood opposite her, almost stunned by what he heard, and listened to her crying stiffly.
"Do you really think I would believe..."
Gu Huaijin suddenly couldn't stand anymore, staggered, grabbed the edge of the pool beside her, his knuckles were stretched almost transparent, and he bent down like a dying man, leaning against the edge of the pool.
With a "wow" sound, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.
Nan Qiongshuang watched in fear as the hot spring water around her suddenly turned red. Her white dress, clung to her body, instantly turned a light crimson.
Gu Huaijin leaned against the edge of the pool, one hand on the rough stone surface of the pool, and the other hand tightly grasping the collar of his shirt. His pale and blue fingers were pinched in the dark folds of his clothes, like hideous white bones.
He frowned, as if his mind had been taken away, his eyelashes opened and closed, and his eyes were hazy and chaotic.
Nan Qiongshuang was standing aside, so frightened that she almost turned into a vague shadow. Her hands were handcuffed, and she carefully raised her hands as much as she could to pat his back.
"Huai Jin..."
Gu Huaijin ignored her, and suddenly his eyes closed helplessly again. The hands pressed on his chest grabbed in pain, veins popped out, and he vomited again, almost falling into the water.
The blood slowly spread in the water.
He stopped just two inches above the water surface, panting, closed his eyes, and forced himself to calm down.
Nan Qiong Shuang stood beside him, her lips trembling, not daring to say a word.
"Speak. Go on." He casually scooped up some water to rinse his mouth, washing away the blood in his collar. A cloud of blood mist surrounded both of them. She stood in his blood with a deathly pale face, like a dry bone among flesh and blood.
"Go on. Keep talking. Why don't you say anything? I'm going to play with you. Keep going."
"Huai Jin..." She touched his back tremblingly.
He pushed her away.
When had he ever thrown her away? Only then did she realize that she was not as accepting of his hatred for her as she thought.
She grabbed his sleeve, so frightened that she couldn't even cry. "...I won't say anything, Huaijin. It's my fault. You, you don't..."
"Why do you have to do this?" There wasn't even any sarcasm in his smile, only a sense of indifference, and even a hint of pleasure. "What does my death have to do with you? Go on, keep talking. I toyed with you, I lied to you, and then what?"
Nan Qiong Shuang looked at his dead expression, pondered for a while, and without saying a word, carefully grabbed his sleeve.
"What? You won't say anything just because I spit out blood. Can't bear to do it? Don't. You just want to piss me off to death. You want me to die. Come on. Keep going. I'm playing with you, I'm lying to you. Go on."
"...I said the wrong thing. Don't..." She swallowed in panic, took a step forward, and grabbed his collar, "Don't be angry..."
"Actually, it's so easy to kill me. Why do you have to anger me with these words?" He suddenly smiled, picked up the dagger he had just placed by the pool, and touched the blade playfully. A little red blood immediately smeared on the blade. He smiled and put the dagger into her hand.
"Come on, I deserved to die at your hands anyway. Why did you have to do this? You were soft-hearted for a moment, and we both suffered for five years. Do you think it would have been easier if I had survived?! I wished I had died that night! Do you think I really wanted to live?!"
Another tear rolled down her face, she tried hard to hold back the tears and swallowed back the sobs.
"Come on! Kill me! Things have come to this, why are you still being soft-hearted? Don't you just want me dead?! Since this is your wish—five years ago, when we were in love, it was your wish—how can I not fulfill it! Anyway, if I don't kill you, sooner or later I will be pissed off by you, or driven crazy by you. You killed me today, so I should be grateful!"
She struggled, and just as the dagger was put into her hand, she let go in an instant. Gu Huaijin would not let her go, so he grabbed the dagger and pressed it back into her palm. He held her hands like a fruit core, held the hilt of the dagger in her palm, and stabbed it towards his chest:
"Come, to the right! Remember this! If I die, you will be free!—Why are you crying?"
“Don’t—” She was sobbing and breathless, her whole body flushed, and she shook her head desperately, “Don’t—Don’t act like a madman—”
She tried desperately to pull the dagger out, but she couldn't. She took a step forward, "Huai Jin--!" and pounced on him, biting his hand hard, leaving a circle of bloody teeth marks.
Gu Huaijin finally gasped and let go of her hand. She put her fist to her lips to calm her breathing. She took the opportunity to throw the dagger into the water with a thud and said hysterically: "What do you want from me?"
"What do you want me to do?! Isn't this what you want me to do to you?! Come on! Try it yourself! Stop torturing me with this kind of thing!"
He opened his palm in the water, and the dagger suddenly swished back into his palm. She felt dizzy at the sight, her legs went weak, and she fell into his arms and swayed. "Kill me, cut me up! Kill me, cut me up! You keep saying it non-stop. Come and cut me up first and see how it goes!"
He pressed the dagger to his chest again, the tip of the knife toward himself, the handle toward her.
She closed her eyes and almost fell into the water.
He...how long does he want to continue this?
She was already too tired. This evening, she was already... too tired. She didn't have the energy to argue anymore.
She leaned into his arms, resting her forehead on his chest.
Gu Huaijin held the knife against her chest on the other side. She opened her eyes and saw her face reflected on the blade.
"Come on?"
Suddenly, vaguely, she pressed against him and felt something... poke her.
…….
"You just want to piss me off to death? Come on!"
Why is he like this?
How could I be so angry? There was a knife against my chest, but...
He used a knife to point at himself, and... pointed at her like this.
What's going on with this guy?
She grabbed it like a life-saving straw.
Gu Huaijin was confused for a moment, then became furious.
“What are you doing!”
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