Chapter 164 Pulling and Pulling
The view was obscured by the boy's falling hair.
Therefore, even if the loquat looks up at this moment, it cannot see the other's full appearance.
But one can still vaguely see the curve of the boy's lips, which is almost identical to that of the eldest son of the Li family when they first met that year.
It's also a choice between two options...
However, the boy in front of him was clearly more wicked, because at least the Li Xiao he knew had never threatened his life.
Thoughts churned, but only for a fleeting moment.
Pipa had just opened her mouth, but before she could say what she had chosen, her fingertip suddenly slipped.
The sweat-drenched hand instantly loosened—
The answer was stuck in my throat, with no way out.
The moment of falling downwards seemed to stretch on endlessly.
Pipa seemed to see a fleeting look of surprise on the other person's face.
Through his violently shaking vision, he seemed to see another face, with similar features but a more mature appearance, giving off a feeling of deep sorrow.
The person leaned down from the high place to look at him, and his light gray hair seemed to turn snow-white in an instant... The color somehow reminded him of the snow on the distant mountains.
That was the scenery he saw the last time he returned to the sect.
Unfortunately, it's probably time... we won't have the chance to see it again.
That being said...
That was truly a beautiful face. Especially those eyes, so captivating when they were filled with tears.
Even I'm starting to feel a little tempted when I look at myself.
Truly, it would have been better if those tears shed upon myself hadn't been stained with blood—
A sudden pain shot through her wrist, and Pipa opened her eyes again, finding herself still suspended in mid-air, not having fallen.
At the critical moment, someone grabbed his hand.
Although her wrist was throbbing and her arm felt like it was dislocated, Pipa managed to survive for the time being, and she didn't have to suffer the tragic fate of having her brains splattered and her intestines spilling out.
The boy slowly pulled the loquat up and then sat on a thick, slanted branch.
But just like the so-called giant trees, the seemingly huge branches are actually made up of vines.
This place isn't very big, but it's not very small either.
The loquat had to stay close to the boy to ensure it wouldn't slip and fall again.
"Thank...thank you." He managed to squeeze out a hoarse thank you.
Upon hearing this, the boy turned and looked at him as if he were an idiot.
Because of that one glance, Pipa finally realized that the other person did indeed have a face exactly like Li Xiao's.
Or perhaps—
The other party was actually Li Xiao.
However, it wasn't the young master of the Li family that I knew, but the half-demon boy that Yu Qingzhou had brought back to the sect.
The problem is, didn't the other party admit that Li Xiao was already dead?
If people don't die, where does reincarnation come from?
If that half-demon has successfully reincarnated as Li Xiao outside...
And who is the person in front of me?
It can't be Li Xiao's twin brother, can it? If that's the case, then there's no question of whether it's real or fake.
Pipa's mind was in turmoil, and the scenes he had seen during his descent were also on his mind.
If nothing unexpected happens, that should be the last scene Yu Qingzhou saw before she died in her previous life.
Since Li Xiao was still alive at that time, how did he die later?
As if reading Pipa's thoughts, the boy suddenly spoke: "Actually, I died a long time ago, thanks to you from back then."
Pipa was taken aback, looking at the sly face with a slight smile in surprise.
"What did you say?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Tsk, you can't even hear these two sentences? Are you pretending to be deaf and dumb?"
As the boy spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing the loquat's expression, which seemed somewhat impatient.
Instead of continuing the boy's sentence, Pipa said, "I'm sorry, but I really didn't hear you clearly just now."
Upon hearing this, the boy laughed even more sarcastically: "Oh, how come you couldn't hear those two sentences, which are almost the same length, before, but can hear them clearly now?"
He paused, then teased mischievously, "Could it be that you're selectively deaf based on the content?"
“No.” Pipa shook her head slightly and explained in a flat tone, “It’s just that you happen to be sitting on the side where you can’t hear.”
"..."
After he finished speaking, the entire space fell noticeably quiet for a moment.
Even the faint rustling sounds hidden in the shadows seemed to have subsided considerably.
A moment later, the boy chuckled dismissively, saying, "So what if you have a bad ear? Or perhaps—"
As he was saying this, the boy suddenly moved closer to the unsuspecting loquat.
—It's such a small place.
The loquat didn't want to fall, but also wanted to avoid the other party's sudden approach, so it had no choice but to shrink itself as much as possible.
However, this caused his dislocated arm to become even more painful, and his previously unnoticed injured leg finally flared up at the same time.
Pipa gritted her teeth and remained silent.
Seeing the other person's furrowed brows and the look of suppressed reluctance, the young man seemed to become even more smug.
Then he slowly revealed what he hadn't finished saying earlier: "You were just trying to gain sympathy by saying random things to play the victim in front of me."
Pipa felt that what the boy said made no sense.
Firstly, he did not have the subjective intent that the other party claimed.
Secondly, there's nothing untoward about it; the fact is he can't hear, and he wasn't lying.
and……
"I only answered because you asked," Pipa said truthfully. Although his voice was still a little hoarse, his tone was calm and genuine.
The boy seemed surprised by the other's explanation, paused for a moment, and then sneered, "Heh, you're quite obedient. You answer my questions. If I tell you to die, are you going to go and kill yourself right now?"
—Of course not.
So Pipa nodded and said, "You're right, I won't kill myself because of what you said."
Upon hearing this, the boy revealed an expression that said, "I knew it."
Then Pipa continued unhurriedly, "But, because I couldn't answer your question earlier, I almost died just now."
"..."
"So, in order to prevent you from being too sad, and so that I don't die too tragically, I think it's better to answer truthfully."
"..."
Upon hearing this, the boy fell silent and stared at Pipa for a moment.
Finally, he laughed, but this time it seemed like he was laughing out of anger.
"You know what? What I hate most about you is your sharp tongue. I thought back then that if you ever fell into my hands, I would definitely shut you up so you wouldn't keep spouting nonsense all day long."
As he spoke, the boy's gaze suddenly became distant, perhaps because he was recalling the distant past; his blue-green eyes looked somewhat deep.
That's right, the boy in front of them also lacked an eye, just like Li Xiao, only on the other side...
"Then I thought, if that day really comes, I should just kill you and be done with it. Otherwise, you'll keep wandering around in front of me all the time and cause unnecessary trouble."
"And now?" Pipa asked.
He wanted to ask the other person if they still wanted to kill him.
If she had to say something, Pipa wished for a swift and clean death...
If not, he could finally relax and no longer feel as anxious and uneasy as before...
The boy remained silent.
The loquat was met with the other's face suddenly drawing closer, a slight tickle from the hair brushing against her cheek, and a sweet, fishy taste that suddenly rose between her lips and teeth...
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