Death that cannot be escaped (End) "Liar."...
The hand that was holding my tail trembled, and the bandage that had just been wrapped loosened again, and blood seeped out.
He quickly re-wrapped the bandage, raised his head and glared at me, "Xuanyuan Zongheng! You..."
I interrupted him and asked again, "Lu Renjia, do you want to do it with me?"
He stopped what he was doing.
He finally noticed that I was not calling him "Monitor" or "Master", but his name.
What I am asking about is Lu Renjia who has accompanied me through thirty reincarnations, not a certain identity in a certain world.
I am not trampling on the love he once carefully gave me.
He fixed the bandage and looked at me with a pair of eyes as dark as ancient wells.
He asked me, "Xuanyuan Zongheng, what are you thinking about?"
"Is it fun to play tricks on me?"
"Or is there any benefit worth exchanging your body for?"
I laughed and coughed, "I'm not kidding you."
"I haven't yet reached the point where I would use my body for profit."
"As for what I'm thinking..."
I leaned back on the soft pillow he had prepared for me, "I don't know either."
I thought he would be happy.
Since he likes me, shouldn't he be happy to be entangled with my soul and body?
All the templates that make up me tell me that my significant other should start and end with being entangled with my skin.
“He” likes me, “he” desires me.
Having sex with me is something that makes "him" feel extremely happy.
But why was Lu Renjia not happy but angry instead?
These eyes, as if shrouded in night fog, faintly flickered with a hint of sadness, very subtle, like the morning dew dotted on the grass leaves, which disappeared without a trace the moment the sun rose.
But it caused a sharp pain in my heart.
What is he sad about?
I thought he would be happy.
I thought this would make both of us happy.
Perhaps he noticed the surprise on my face, he tightened his grip on the tip of my tail, then loosened it.
He said, "Xuanyuan Zongheng, this kind of thing can only be done if you like each other."
"I did like you before, but I don't need your pity, nor do I need you to pretend to be generous and promise me a one-night stand."
"Do you think everyone is like you, able to get horny anytime and anywhere? When I see you like this, how could I possibly have the heart to think about that kind of thing?"
I was so angry that I laughed, "Have you forgotten that I do have estrus, but I was a human in my previous 29 lives. The biggest difference between humans and animals is that we can control our lust."
"I don't feel sorry for you, I just want to do it with you."
Lu Renjia also laughed out of anger, "You didn't understand what I meant, right? This kind of thing should be done with the person you like..."
"Yes." I interrupted him again, "And what I mean is, I probably like you."
He was stunned.
I was also stunned.
Is this a confession?
If this is considered a confession, it is too informal.
The confession I imagine should at least be paved with roses, and it would be best if there were a rain of roses.
In short, it was definitely not in this dilapidated Demon-Suppressing Tower, where he was half-lying on the bed in tatters, looking extremely miserable.
For the first time in my life, I felt embarrassed and awkward.
But Lu Renjia was already angry. The reason for his anger was probably related to my last joke. He asked me, "Xuanyuan Zongheng, is it really fun to play tricks on me?"
I had to give up my plan of just brushing the matter aside and making a more formal confession, and instead struggled to organize my words to explain to him the idea that had just occurred to me.
I said, "I'm not kidding you."
"No one is worth my while to play with me."
This explanation seems a bit bad.
But Lu Renjia seemed to be comforted instead.
I don't quite understand what he's thinking.
In my template, the business-related part is very complete, but the love-related part is extremely lacking.
Even most of the domineering CEO novels have love as the main plot.
My template tells me that love is possession, it is robbery, it is giving up everything, it is fine clothes and delicious food, it is inseparable from life and death, it is clinging until death, it is a combination of mistakes, and it is lifelong regret.
But these explanations don't seem to apply to Lu Renjia.
There is something completely new in his love for me that I have never had before.
His tone softened, "Why did you say you liked me?"
"You've never shown it before, and it's hard for me not to think you're playing a trick on me."
He looked at me warily, but his men started moving again. He lifted up my wide sleeves, revealing my arms covered with scars, and continued to apply medicine.
The big wounds have been bandaged, and the remaining ones are just these small wounds.
He spread the ointment and applied it on my arm bit by bit.
And I was thinking about the question he asked me.
Why do you like it?
Because he is my kind?
Because when he saw how his parents treated him in reincarnation, he felt a little pity for them?
Because of the guilt that he died repeatedly because of me?
Because of his own tenacity and excellence?
Because of your passionate love for me?
There seems to be a lot I can say.
But in the end, what I blurted out was, "I think your hair is cute when it shakes."
He paused while applying the medicine, and I felt inexplicably nervous.
This time, he was not angry, but sighed instead.
"What kind of answer is that?"
I myself felt that this answer was not very good. My eloquence, which I was so proud of, seemed to be completely useless in front of him.
I can only palely add.
"I don't think everyone's hair is cute, I just think your hair is cute like this."
Just like the two tufts of hair that I had tied up during class, as he stood up, they shook violently, like a puppy's ears, moving up and down.
Very cute.
If someone else did this, I would just feel sloppy.
He finally believed that I was not kidding him this time.
I opened my arms to him, "So, do you want to do it with me once?"
He took a deep breath, "This kind of thing requires mutual consent. I haven't promised you yet."
I asked, “Don’t you like me?”
He replied, "I just said that I once liked you."
I asked again, "So you don't like me now?"
He didn't answer at first, until I asked him so many questions that he was embarrassed and his ears turned red. He just gave up and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, I like you now, too, okay! But you shouldn't be so impatient and progress so quickly. The most important thing is that your body can't stand it right now!"
A strange feeling welled up in my heart.
In my previous understanding, "making love" cannot be refused, and all refusals are playing hard to get. I don't need to obtain consent from others and can do whatever I want.
But Lu Renjia told me that this was not the case.
At the time I didn’t understand what kind of emotion this was.
Later I learned that this strange emotion is called respect.
I didn’t understand it at the time, I just felt a warm feeling in my heart, as if I was soaking in warm water.
"I know it's a little fast, but I'm afraid I won't have enough time."
"My ideal first intercourse would be a bed of at least 100 square meters, with rose petals scattered on it and a completely transparent glass above my head so I can see the sky full of stars when I open my eyes."
He frowned, "Don't worry about anything. I've already dealt with the two attackers, and I've also dealt with the things outside. All you have to do is take care of it..."
Before he could finish his words, a large amount of blood gushed out of my mouth.
My hair turned from jet black to snow-white in the blink of an eye.
His pupils suddenly shrank, he rushed over to hug me, and with trembling hands he took out the bottle of life-saving pill and tried to stuff the pill into my mouth.
I tilted my head to avoid his hand. "It's too late. The node for the world to restart is approaching. It seems that we have deceived the higher world."
"The world restarts... The price of restarting is that you have to die first?!"
His hands could barely hold the bottle.
I blinked slowly, and in his eyes, I saw myself with only one eye left.
It is truly a beauty that reaches the level of world laws.
Even though I look so miserable, I am still more beautiful than a god.
For the first time, I couldn't help but thank this law.
It will prevent me from dying a horrible death in front of my love.
A layer of mist welled up in his eyes.
I smiled and said, "If you can't do that, at least give me a kiss, okay?"
He held my hands and was shaking badly.
In the end, he lifted me up, lowered his head and gave me a light kiss on the lips.
As light as a tear falling on a petal.
The moment our lips touched, part of my energy flowed into his body.
His eyes suddenly opened wide.
My body began to disappear gradually, like a dandelion, scattered across the sky and earth.
Starting from the next life, he will retain his memories and start reincarnation again and again.
He is the variable of this world and the variable in reincarnation.
He will not be deceived by any illusion and will see through all deceptions.
He will break free from the constraints of the plot and choose his own life independently.
He will forget the thirty lifetimes we have lived through.
He will also forget me, forget my confession to him, and forget our kiss.
If the plan succeeds, the world will be reborn.
Lu Renjia, live a long life.
My soul rose to mid-air and looked back down at Lu Renjia.
He held my body in vain, trying to stop it from disintegrating.
But my body, along with his memory, gradually disappeared in the wind.
The pain and paranoia in his eyes were also taken away along with the memory.
Only one tear was left, falling into the soil.
I saw his lips and teeth moving slightly, as if he was saying something.
Then he attached himself to listen.
He said,
"fraud."
His body was shaking, and his hanging hair and the keys at his waist were shaking.
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