Chapter 44 [VIP] Jianghu (Extra - Scumbag Go Die)

Xiao Guanxue looked at the finger that was extending towards the distance and suddenly fell from mid-air. At that moment, he was suddenly stunned, as if he heard the sound of everything in the world collapsing, and yet it seemed as if he could hear nothing.

He looked at her fallen fingers and could hardly believe it.

Yanyan died, just like that, because his gambling killed her. He didn't even know she was so ill, nor did he know what kind of mood she was in when she came to see him.

But...how is this possible?

How come he died out of nowhere?

I don't believe it! I can't accept it! She must be mad at him. She is lying to him. She must be lying to him. She is so good at lying. She must be lying to him this time.

Xiao Guanxue tentatively touched her hand, but her fingertips were cold and there was no response.

He was stunned.

Yanyan...is really dead.

At that moment, Xiao Guanxue felt as if the last string in his brain had broken completely, and then the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be controlled.

He suddenly grasped the fallen finger, holding it tightly, as if he was afraid that if he didn't hold it lightly, she would disappear. He felt helpless and hopeless, and finally broke down and cried like a child, scaring the servants beside him into being stunned.

He cried like crazy, tears falling on Nan Yan's face like a broken string, "No, you are not dead, you are not dead! I still have a lot to tell you."

"Are you lying to me again? I know I was wrong. Can I apologize to you?"

He was extremely desperate, and his tone was almost pleading, "I haven't said sorry to you yet, I haven't even gone to Mingyue Villa to propose marriage! The jade pendant has always been for you, I don't dislike you, I have never disliked you, please listen to my explanation, okay?"

"I never wanted to marry Su Mo. From the beginning to the end, you were the only one I wanted to marry. I just wanted to trick you into coming to me. If you come, I won't be angry anymore."

"Yanyan, get up..."

Finally, he carefully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and uttered a low sad voice, "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I shouldn't have been angry with you, I shouldn't have ignored your explanation, you can do whatever you want, as long as you wake up, Yanyan, don't leave me."

"Wake up, please..."

"Please, Yanyan."

In the end, each cry became lower and lower, more desperate than the last. Unfortunately, the person in my arms no longer responded.

…

Xie Yu, who had been running all the way from the inn, saw the finger reaching out to him suddenly fall from mid-air. He was so sad that he vomited blood on the spot.

Xie Yu widened his eyes in disbelief. Yanyan was dead, with her hand facing him. She died in someone else's arms, and he didn't even see her for the last time.

How could she die... She had clearly agreed to start over with him, and she promised not to let herself get hurt again.

How could he die?

Xie Yu didn't believe it and was so frightened that he was shaking all over. He stumbled and couldn't even walk steadily, and accidentally knelt down in front of her.

It was not until he held the cold finger that he reacted, and tears fell uncontrollably, "Yan Yan, can you get up?"

"Didn't you... promise Brother Yu that you wouldn't do this? You've already promised me, how can you go back on your word?"

"You've already said it. You said that after this is over, you'll start over with me. Can you please get up? Get up and come home with me."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here. Please get up and go home with Brother Yu..."

He kept mumbling and begging, his voice suppressed and painful.

But no matter what he said, the man still lay lifeless in Xiao Guanxue's arms without moving. She could hear nothing and had no reaction.

She...really, died.

The little childhood sweetheart that I had cherished all my life was really dead.

Xie Yu touched her tightly closed brows with trembling fingers. There was a trace of dried blood at the corner of her mouth.

He took out his sleeve and wiped it gently, but those tightly closed eyes never opened again. She would never call him Brother A Yu again, and would never act coquettishly in front of him again...

Not long after, he suddenly laughed softly and let the tears flow from the corners of his eyes.

"It doesn't matter if you can't get up. Just sleep, sleep peacefully. Brother Yu will hold you, just like when you were a child. No matter where you go, Brother Yu will always find you and bring you home safely..."

Xie Yu bent down to hug her.

But Xiao Guanxue stopped her like crazy. He held her tightly in his arms and refused to let go. "Don't touch her. I won't let anyone touch her."

Xie Yu, however, was filled with hatred, as if he could no longer control the emotions deep in his heart. He raised his hand and pierced his shoulder with a sword, "How dare you say such things?"

"If she hadn't come to find you, she wouldn't have died."

Xiao Guanxue groaned unconsciously, blood flowing down the wound on the sword. His hands trembled, but he still stubbornly held Yanyan's body and refused to let go.

Xie Yu's eyes revealed an extremely disgusted look, and he wished he could kill him immediately, but just when he was about to do it.

He suddenly remembered something. If Yanyan really killed the person she loved so much, she would be sad... How could he bear to let her be sad?

The thing he regretted most in his life was meeting the person in front of him. He also regretted taking Yanyan away from Mingyue Villa on his own initiative. However, the person he regretted and hated the most was himself.

If he hadn't been so indecisive, how could Nan Yan have gone through everything now? The person he hates the most should be himself!

Whenever Xie Yu thought of the scene where Yanyan was so angry that she vomited blood, he felt heartbroken. What kind of despair would make her so heartbroken that she almost lost the will to live.

He knew that Xiao Guanxue loved Yanyan, so he naturally knew how to make him regret and suffer.

He would make him feel guilty to death!

"Xiao Guanxue, do you know how she died? Do you know why she was exhausted and had no energy left? You definitely don't know how desperate she was when she heard that you were going to marry Su Mo. She was so angry at you that she coughed up blood, but she still thought about you and looked forward to you coming to propose marriage every day with joy. She waited for you for so long..."

"But you were just arguing with her because of the angry words you heard that day. Why didn't you believe her? If it weren't for you, she would still be alive and well now. You deserve to die. You killed her!"

Xie Yu's repressed emotions were almost out of control. He turned the sword with force, bones broke with a loud sound, and blood instantly soaked his entire sleeve.

The intense pain made Xiao Guanxue's face turn pale in an instant, his hands trembled, and the strength that was originally holding Yanyan tightly also loosened. Xie Yu took the opportunity to pick up Yanyan.

But the pain in his body was not even one-tenth as great as the pain in his heart. Xiao Guanxue coughed, his sobs choked in his throat, and he was so anxious that his throat got cramped and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Yan Yan..."

“…Give it back to me!”

The medicine boy who came running over immediately stepped forward to support the man, but was pushed away by him without a care. He staggered and struggled to grab the hem of Yanyan's skirt, but only caught a purse that fell from her hand. The purse was stained with blood, and a pair of wild geese and a "Xiao" character were embroidered on the edge.

Xiao Guanxue suddenly stopped moving. He looked at the word "Xiao" and squeezed it tightly, with blood all over his fingers.

At that moment, it seemed as if the sadness in my heart could no longer be suppressed, "Don't take her away, give her back to me, give her back to me..."

He repeated it over and over again, his voice becoming increasingly hoarse.

Xie Yu turned around with an expressionless face, completely unaware of the sound behind him.

He held Yanyan in his arms and walked in the direction they came from. His steps were unsteady, but the person in his arms was steady, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in his life. His eyes were longing and tender as he looked at Nan Yan's face in his arms.

Watching her sleeping, my memory unconsciously went back to the past...

They were just the right age then. Under the lush albizzia tree, the young man was as light as a swallow and his long sword was flying like a dragon. He was practicing swordplay on one side while she was playing the piano on the other.

The sound of the piano accompanies the roar of the sword. The piano understands the meaning of the sword, and the sword admires the strings of the piano. They are childhood sweethearts.

The boy's thoughts were like the bluestone and flowing water between the bright moon and pines, hazy and ambiguous but unaware. Sometimes he would tease her deliberately to attract her attention, so he would use his sword to pick the albizzia flowers that filled the tree. The sparse leaves fell and accidentally landed in Qingmei's hair. How beautiful, he thought...

She smiled tenderly at him, but it was his ears and cheeks that turned red. He turned his head away shyly, but at the same time he longed for her to come over and look at him...

It turns out that so much time has passed.

He closed his eyes, but he couldn't go back.

Xie Yu's eyes were filled with mist, and his long eyelashes were stained with tiny drops of water vapor. He said softly, "Brother will take you home. Once you go home, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

"After we go home, we will be like we were when we were little. You play the piano and I practice sword. We will grow up together, grow old together, and never be separated again..."

During festivals, I will accompany you to see the most beautiful fireworks in Luoan City, take you to set off the biggest river lanterns, let's set off paper irises together, and eat candied haws together...

If next year...

When the plums on the tree are ripe, I will make a pot of green plum wine. If there is an afterlife, you must wait for me. I will come to you in advance, and this time I will never let you suffer any injustice again.

…

Xiao Guanxue's marriage never took place, and after that day, the famous doctor Xiao disappeared.

Seven days later, a fire broke out in Yaowang Valley for unknown reasons. The fire burned for a whole day and a night, and all the houses and buildings in the valley were burned to a mess.

Fortunately, the medicine boys and servants in the valley had been dismissed early, so there were no casualties after the fire.

Su Mo also disappeared in the fire. Later, there were rumors that the holy relic of the Demon Sect was stolen, and the Demon Sect sent a large number of followers to hunt down the traitor, and that traitor was Su Mo. However, this time, no one could protect her.

Meanwhile, at Mingyue Villa, something rather regrettable happened: the only daughter of the villa owner passed away. She was said to be a real beauty, but her death at such a young age was a cause for regret.

But it's just a pity. In this world of martial arts, people are bound to die every day. The most we can do is to sigh that beautiful women have short lives.

Today is Nan Yan's seventh day of death. The mourning hall is hung with white banners. Originally, Xie Yu was in charge of guarding it, but he had been staying up all these days and refused to be away from Nan Yan. Finally, he couldn't go on because he was too tired.

The maid who used to serve was the one guarding the mourning hall. She was crying and burning paper money, muttering "Miss". Then she heard some noise behind her...

When she turned her head, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow appearing in the yard behind her. The little maidservant shouted "Ghost" in fear, and then she felt a pain in her neck and fainted against the pillar.

And this ghost is not someone else...

Xiao Guanxue took out the purse from his arms with trembling fingers. He had heard that the soul would return home seven days after death to see relatives for the last time and then be reincarnated. He wondered if this was true.

But it doesn't matter anymore, whether it's true or false, he doesn't care.

Because he was coming to fulfill his promise, his Yanyan had been waiting for too long, and she would be unhappy if she waited too long.

Xiao Guanxue pursed her lips and chuckled, as if she was thinking of some funny things in the past. The eldest lady was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, but when she got really angry, she might be very upset. She was afraid that she would tease him again. It was his fault and she blamed him for coming too late.

He gently pushed open the coffin. The woman lying inside looked the same as before, with her eyes slightly closed, her fingers clasped in front of her, and her face peaceful, as if she was asleep, just like before.

He looked at them quietly and gave them a gentle smile.

Then he turned over and lay down quietly, carefully putting the jade pendant into her palm, "Yanyan, I'm here to accompany you. I know you are afraid of the dark and you are afraid of being alone... From now on, wherever you go, I will... accompany you."

It’s great that we are finally together.

A satisfied smile appeared on his lips. The poison in his body was taking effect bit by bit, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth. "I came to you with... the title deed of Yaowang Valley as a betrothal gift. I burned the rest. It may be a little shabby, but can you please not dislike me..."

"I'm sorry, I came a little late this time, and made you wait for so long in vain."

He coughed a few times, stroked her hand, and murmured softly: "In my next life, I must... find you before anyone else, and then be your Brother Xiao for the rest of my life."

"No matter what kind of thanks he gets... or what kind of fiancé he has, I will never let anyone... bully you again. Can you forgive me?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't forgive me. I'll follow you wherever you go. Even if you dislike me, I won't let go and will cling to you."

It's just that I may be walking a little slowly, so, can you wait for me a little while when crossing the Naihe Bridge?

Yanyan...I'm here to accompany you.

On the day of the funeral, it seemed to start drizzling.

In the distance there was smoke curling up from the top of the mountain, and the white mist enveloped the wild forest. In the forest there was the cry of cuckoo birds, and their cries were so sad that they sounded as if someone was weeping heart-wrenchingly.

After that, Xie Yu disappeared completely. The heroic young man who once wanted to roam the world lost his former ambition, and Xie's family also lost all news of him.

A few years later, a woodcutter who went into the mountains to chop wood accidentally entered a thatched hut while taking shelter from the rain. In front of the hut stood a tombstone. After bowing, the woodcutter hurried into the hut to avoid the rain, but after entering, he found an unknown corpse lying in the hut.

The corpse had been dead for a long time, and its clothes and appearance were no longer recognizable. Only a long sword with a faded edge stood at its side.

Although the long sword was rusty, the blade was still sharp after being unsheathed. The woodcutter sighed in his heart, thinking that this nameless corpse might be a wandering knight who lived in seclusion here.

Looking at the long sword next to him, it is obviously not an ordinary thing. It is estimated that he was a well-known figure when he was alive. It is a pity that he died here.