Chapter 151 Unable to Escape "Shared Misfortune".
Sang Li heard Bai Heng sigh.
She lowered her head, her fingertips tracing the surface of the medicine as if she were touching something extremely valuable and dangerous.
She didn't understand the meaning behind Bai Heng's sigh.
Isn't this the outcome they've always wanted?
She looked up at Bai Heng, her tone unusually serious, and explained, "This is an inactivation potion. Once you use it, all traces I left on you will be erased. My influence will also disappear completely, and then you will be free."
"Freedom?" Bai Heng repeated the last two words she said.
Sang Li felt a dull ache in her chest for some reason. Suppressing the pain, she continued, "This way, you won't be bound by me anymore and can return to a normal life. You won't be trapped in this quagmire because of me, or be ensnared by the abnormal abilities of the anomaly. You can have a clean future."
By the end, her voice was almost hoarse, and she sounded somewhat helpless.
Bai Heng listened quietly the whole time, but his gaze never left her.
After she finished her long-winded explanation, he slowly spoke, his voice low and gentle: "But, Sang Li, how can you be so sure that my feelings for you are not out of a sense of constraint?"
Sang Li didn't quite understand what he meant, her expression blank for a moment, then she forced a smile: "Because that's who you are. Bai Heng, you didn't do it willingly at all. If it weren't for me, your life wouldn't have turned out like this."
Bai Heng lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on the medicine, his tone as gentle as the hot cocoa Sang Li held: "But a long time ago, before all of this happened, I already felt that you were different."
"What?" Sang Li didn't understand.
He looked up at her, his eyes clear: "So, Sang Li, everything you've done for me has never been a constraint."
Sang Li was puzzled.
What is Bai Heng saying?
If it's not a constraint, then what is it?
Bai Heng: "It was all my own choice."
voluntary.
These two words sound a bit too heavy.
The previously solid defense was suddenly breached, and the emotions surging in his eyes were forced out.
She always believed that Bai Heng stayed by her side because of that invisible chain.
But his expression at that moment was gentle and resolute, leaving her speechless for the first time.
She didn't even dare to look him in the eye.
Like a blazing fire.
Because in those eyes, she saw not calm rationality, but familiar love.
Bai Heng's fingertips caressed the medicine, his gaze deep and unfathomable, like the surging tide in the night sea, slowly and irresistibly engulfing one.
"Then do you think," he paused, his voice like a sigh escaping from the deepest part of his throat, "that Lu Jin is only attracted to you?"
Her words were like a pebble thrown into the center of a lake, creating ripples in her heart that were difficult to quell.
Sang Li closed her eyes, her palms slightly sweaty, unconsciously wanting to avoid the question.
She should have answered firmly, but she just couldn't bring herself to say it.
In the end, he could only lower his head and mutter softly, "...maybe."
The sound was as soft as a breeze in the night, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.
Bai Heng looked at her quietly. He moved closer, his eyes filled with emotions like moonlight piercing through a thin mist, both cold and gentle.
"I am not."
His voice was extremely soft, yet each word struck her heart, leaving an indelible mark.
"It wasn't from the beginning."
Sang Li looked up and met those eyes.
There was no hesitation or struggle in Bai Heng's pupils, only a naked and burning determination.
He seemed to have finally released a long-suppressed secret, and said very sincerely, "I love you very much."
I.
very.
like.
you.
The four words fell like lava turning everything into flames.
Sang Li's heart tightened, and all her defenses collapsed. She felt as if she were trapped in the cage of his gaze, unable to escape and unwilling to escape.
After Bai Heng finished speaking, he reached out and touched her cheek.
His fingers melted into heat the moment they touched her, sliding down her cheek to behind her ear and hooking a stray strand of hair.
Bai Heng was very close, his breath mingling with the scent of the book pages and hot cocoa, brushing against her lips, the heat making her breathe faster.
Sang Li pursed her lips, remaining motionless, feeling his slender fingers tapping behind her ear.
Her hair was tangled around his knuckles, like invisible chains, binding her.
He moved closer, seemingly testing her, so close that he could almost see the slightest hint of panic in her eyes.
Sang Li was stunned.
She never imagined that Bai Heng would say the word "love" in such a gentle yet firm tone.
She felt as if she had been struck by something, and her heart suddenly tightened.
Guilt, panic, and an indescribable bitterness surged in my chest.
She opened her mouth, her voice trembling slightly: "How...how could you love me? I always thought it was me who offended you and dragged you into all this..."
No one will fall in love with an abnormality.
Bai Heng's gaze was deep and intense, as if a deep pool of water had trapped her.
He suddenly laughed, a laugh brimming with certainty: "Why don't you give it a try?"
Sang Li was stunned: "How do we try?"
Bai Heng slowly rolled up his sleeves, the fabric rubbing against his skin, revealing his strong and slender arms.
His arms were beautiful, with clear lines, well-proportioned and powerful muscles, and veins that rose from his skin.
He slightly raised his chin and extended his arm in front of her: "Give me the injection, and see if I still love you."
Sang Li stared at the vial of medicine, her heart pounding with anxiety.
She tried to hide her surprise: "Is it...that fast?"
Bai Heng's gaze was as deep as if piercing through the night: "I want to prove it to you."
Sang Li's ear tips turned bright red instantly, and even her neck felt hot.
She clutched the medicine in her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly: "Why don't you do it? I have no experience, and what if there's something wrong with the medicine? It would be better if you tested it first."
Bai Heng simply looked at her, the smile on his lips deepening little by little.
"What are you laughing at..." she muttered softly, her voice so faint it seemed to be carried away by the night wind.
Bai Heng leaned against the headboard, his voice slow and steady: "Then give me an hour, and I'll take a look."
Sang Li asked, "What equipment do you need?"
Bai Heng said softly, "You can use it in the Memory Garden."
She muttered to herself, "You and Fei Ling seem to be getting along quite well."
Bai Heng paused slightly, his tone revealing a rare frankness: "We share the same plight."
Sang Li waited for an hour.
Waiting for the white halogen testing reagent.
She sat on the bed, somewhat restless.
I always felt that Bai Heng had gone astray, otherwise how could he have gotten involved with me?
but.
To be honest, I'm not bad at all.
It wasn't as embarrassing as when I was belittling myself.
Bai Heng left the memory greenhouse and found Sang Li still sitting in his room.
"wait for me?"
"Um."
Bai Heng opened his hand, and the glass tube in his palm reflected the moonlight.
"The medication is fine; you can have it injected."
Sang Li nodded: "Okay."
Even after the words were spoken, I couldn't help but feel a tightness in my chest.
This was something she had painstakingly wanted to give away, but now it felt like she was sacrificing something, as if she were losing a part of herself.
Bai Heng seemed to see through her emotions, his gaze lingering for a moment before he didn't respond. He simply walked naturally to the sofa, sat down, and rolled up his sleeves.
Her snow-white arms were exposed to the light, and the veins extended along her wrists like a quietly flowing river.
He picked up the syringe; the medicine inside gleamed with a cold, eerie light.
"Then, it's decided."
"Um."
Bai Heng's movements were skillful, but just before the needle tip touched the skin, he turned his head, his gaze falling on Sang Li, and his voice lowered: "Sit down next to me."
She sat down beside him, close enough to hear the rhythm of his breathing.
Bai Heng lowered his eyes and pressed the needle tip against a vein in his arm.
Inside the syringe, the cold-colored medicine was slowly injected into his body.
As the medicine was injected, his arm muscles tensed for a moment, and his blood vessels seemed to be ignited, spreading rapidly along the veins.
Bai Heng's breathing paused briefly, a little pain in his throat, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Sang Li felt a chill run down her spine as she watched, her fingers clenching tightly on her knees.
She should have been happy, but a strange unease enveloped her.
Bai Heng slowly exhaled.
The injection is complete.
Quiet.
Neither of them spoke.
Sang Li was also waiting, waiting for his reaction.
However.
There seems to be no reaction.
That shouldn't be the case.
Bai Heng slowly raised his eyes, his gaze meeting hers. His eyes remained deep, infatuated, and persistent, not at all like someone who had been freed from their shackles.
He suddenly grabbed her hand.
“Sang Li,” his voice sounded as if it had been scorched by flames, “can you feel it? I still want to be close to you.”
Bai Heng leaned down slightly, his breath brushing against her temples.
"So, it's not a constraint, but my own willingness. All of this is what I dreamed of, longed for, and was persistent about."
Sang Li choked on a sentence, unable to utter it.
It felt as if I had fallen into some kind of swamp trap.
"Shouldn't it be ready now? The test went smoothly, right?" Sang Li changed the subject.
Bai Heng's expression was calm, seemingly indicating that the burning sensation from the medicine had been suppressed, but both Sang Li and he knew that it hadn't at all.
Bai Heng: "The potion is very well-made; it's clearly designed specifically for your abilities. I estimate that quite a few people were used in experiments to prepare this one dose."
A dark glint flashed in his eyes as he recalled the insider marked "dead," who had only been influenced by Sang Li but later became Qian Rujun's experimental subject.
Sang Li: "That's good, I'll head back now."
She stood up, as if to end the heavy conversation with the movement, but as soon as her hand left the edge of the bed, her waist was suddenly tightened.
Bai Heng reached out and grabbed her waist without her noticing.
He never did that.
The next moment, she felt a burning sensation in her lower abdomen.
Bai Heng lowered his head, his lips pressed against her lower back, his breath hot, carrying an almost reverent sense of aggression.
kiss.
"Don't go, stay here tonight. I miss you so much."
His voice muffled against her skin, like waves crashing against her, moist and heavy, seeping into Sang Li's skin.
It seeps into the bones and blood.
Don't let her escape.
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