Chapter 50 050 "Why are you...like a cat?"...
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The little poisonous creature had a dream.
This dream... is both strange and familiar.
In a misty, humid dream, he dreamed of Jiang Ling'er once again.
He dreamt of her... looking up at him like a squirrel, though it wasn't quite like a squirrel.
The reason she's said to resemble a squirrel is because when she's angry, especially when she's sulking, her cheeks look like a squirrel's. But now she doesn't resemble a squirrel at all.
Like a spirit or monster.
Like the peach blossom spirit in the storybooks that devours people's life essence.
Her waist-length hair clung to her collarbone, damp with sweat. She exhaled like a swan tilting its head back, beads of sweat sliding down her slender neck and splashing onto his chest.
Beads of sweat glistened on the tip of her nose; it was hot.
She was a peach blossom spirit, but she didn't absorb his essence; instead, she absorbed his ghostly fire.
He muttered under his breath, still sounding rather irritated, "It should... be alright now, right?"
She slowly lowered her head, her gaze falling on the little poisonous creature that should have been asleep, but she was startled by a pair of dark pupils:
"When...when did you wake up?"
The little poisonous creature woke up at some point, and it's unclear how long it had been watching her like that.
Just then, a night breeze carrying frost swept in, and Jiang Ling'er shivered involuntarily. Goosebumps instantly rose on her exposed skin. Regaining her senses, she quickly wrapped her arms around herself, and was about to get off the little poisonous creature when she suddenly heard it murmur:
"You've entered my dream again without permission."
The wind and snow were too heavy, and Jiang Ling'er did not hear what he said. Instead, the person beneath her suddenly turned over and pinned her down!
Jiang Ling'er's almond-shaped eyes widened instantly, making her look like a little squirrel.
However, it wasn't an angry squirrel, but a frightened one.
This was quite a shock, especially as the little poisonous creature's fingertips lingered and traced the shape of her lips...
"Can you still run?"
The little poisoner remembered. During the day, she had kissed him without permission, but when he tried to get it back, she ran away.
Jiang Ling'er's mind went blank; she didn't understand what he was saying.
"……ah?"
No one can react to a sentence that comes out of nowhere, right?
However, she wasn't just stunned by this. More so because, based on her previous observations, no matter how stubborn or experienced the little poisoner seemed, she could tell at a glance that he was just an inexperienced and naive boy. But now... the way his fingertips were tracing her lips looked so practiced, he really did seem like a seasoned pro.
They're together every day... How did he learn this skill?
Jiang Ling'er couldn't understand it.
While Jiang Ling'er was completely baffled, the little poisonous creature, which had been sketching... or rather playing with the shape of her lips, moved its two fingers to her chin, pinched her chin, and gently lifted it up—
His dark eyes fixed on Jiang Ling'er's still dazed gaze with a fierce intensity, a look that seemed to be a threat, a warning, and a fit of pique:
"Stop running."
It was another empty, meaningless remark, and Jiang Ling'er frowned slightly.
In his usual dreams like this, the little poisonous creature is passive and awkward, filled with both anticipation and fear. He fears the person before him, this damned peach blossom spirit who will act like the Gu worm controlling him... or even worse. He has already lost control several times, and he is afraid that he... will become unlike himself.
So in every hot, humid dream, he would run away like Jiang Ling'er during the day, but this time he didn't want to run away.
How could I tolerate someone as vindictive as him?
They will definitely have to get it back hundreds or thousands of times over.
Jiang Ling'er naturally had no idea what this guy was thinking. But the little poisonous creature's unwavering gaze made her instinctively sense danger.
The moment she frowned and couldn't help but raise her hand to push him away, the little poisoner, sensing her resistance, suddenly turned fierce, his two fingers gripping Jiang Ling'er's chin tightly, and he abruptly buried his head in her lips and bit her!
Jiang Ling'er's eyes widened suddenly, and she let out a painful "Ouch!" The biting on her lips instantly turned into sucking, but she still didn't know her own strength, hugging her like a puppy and biting and licking her wildly! Sure enough, it was a misconception that he had secretly become an expert somewhere!
Jiang Ling'er suffered greatly, feeling as if her tongue had been bitten raw. However, the man's entire weight was pressing down on her, and no matter how much she punched and pounded, she couldn't move him an inch. In desperation, she gathered her inner strength in her palm and was about to strike him away with a "Thunderclap" when suddenly her tormented lips were relieved. Then, a weight settled on her shoulder, and the little poisonous creature rested its head on her collarbone, closed its eyes, and fell into a deep sleep again.
Jiang Ling'er: "..."
"………………"
Jiang Ling'er blinked rapidly with her almond-shaped eyes, her already swollen lips hissing softly in pain. She glanced at the thick, seaweed-like eyelashes of the person lying in front of her, her eyes blank, and murmured:
"...That's a lie, isn't it?"
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The next day.
The snow had fallen to a height of half a person, and then it finally stopped.
The sun finally appeared.
The dream is over.
When the little poisonous creature awoke, it was broad daylight, with a fierce-looking Vajra above its head and dust filling the air, yet there was no one beside it.
He was alone in the dilapidated temple, with only a bonfire long since turned to ashes. Even his ever-present bamboo flute was gone.
He slowly sat up, leaning against the broken Buddha statue, his thin lips pressed tightly into a line.
His fists were clenched tightly, his fingernails digging into his flesh, and a faint smell of rust could be detected.
After waiting for a long time, Jiang Ling'er finally returned carrying a wild fox. Instead of coming through the main gate, she deliberately jumped in through the window, shoving the dead fox right in front of the little poisonous creature to scare him.
"Ta-da! Look what I caught!"
After waiting for a long time without receiving a response from the little poisonous creature, Jiang Ling'er froze, then slowly moved the dead fox away:
"We can finally have some meat... Aren't you happy?"
The little poisoner remained silent, his pale, handsome face taut with anger.
This time, his anger was different from before. In the past, he would only say sarcastic things to each other. Jiang Ling'er knew that when this kid was supposed to be sarcastic, he would be silent, which meant he was really angry.
"What..." Jiang Ling'er paused, then suddenly realized something, and quickly took the bamboo flute from her waist and handed it to him. "I didn't take it on purpose... You haven't woken up yet, and I'm so hungry I feel dizzy, so I just took your flute first... Okay, okay, here you go, I'll never take your things without permission again."
However, the little poisonous creature didn't even glance at the bamboo flute offered to it, but stared intently at Jiang Ling'er, remaining silent for a long time before finally uttering a sentence:
"I don't like this."
Jiang Ling'er was stunned: "...What?"
"I don't like you leaving without saying goodbye, I don't like you..."
The little poisonous creature paused, knocking the bamboo flute to the ground, along with the wild fox.
Jiang Ling'er was terrified.
The little poisoner gripped her wrist, his chest heaving violently, clearly enraged. His handsome face was pale and gloomy, glaring fiercely at her:
"You absolutely, positively cannot abandon me, or I'll turn you into a corpse so you can never leave me again!"
Jiang Ling'er blinked rapidly with her almond-shaped eyes, momentarily doubting whether she had done something wrong.
After a long while, she murmured in astonishment, "It won't happen again...."
Upon hearing Jiang Ling'er's answer, the little poisoner's cold, ashen face softened considerably. He then noticed Jiang Ling'er's swollen lips, paused slightly, and realized that last night was not a dream...
I let go.
The last trace of gloom vanished, but he turned his head away, his profile still tense, as if he was still feeling awkward about something.
Jiang Ling'er stared at him blankly for a long time, then finally smiled. Her hands itched a little; she tried to resist but couldn't, and reached out to lightly pat the little poisonous creature's head.
"Why are you...like a cat?"
The little poisoner paused, its fingers twitching slightly as if trying to conceal something. It then bent down to pick up the dead fox, took out a dagger from its bag, and in a few swift movements, peeled off a whole, bloody fox pelt, with hardly a drop of blood spilling onto the ground.
Jiang Ling'er: "..."
Jiang Ling'er silently withdrew her hand, which had been frozen in mid-air, swallowed hard, and turned her head away, no longer looking.
She's gone mad! How could she think the person in front of her was a cat? Clearly…
It's a venomous snake in cat's clothing.
I inexplicably recalled the vicious warning words the little poisoner had spoken earlier—
You absolutely, positively cannot abandon me, or I'll turn you into a corpse so you can never leave me again!
He couldn't help but frown and shudder.
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Unfortunately, their peaceful coexistence didn't last long. After wandering aimlessly for several days, they found themselves in increasingly remote areas, reaching a place almost deserted and desolate. Little Poison still refused to tell her their destination. Jiang Ling'er finally snapped and blocked Little Poison's path, preventing him from going any further.
"Where are you taking me? How long are you going to keep me like this?"
Seeing the little poisonous creature quietly watching her, Jiang Ling'er paused, realizing she had lost control. She took a deep breath and tried to grab the little poisonous creature's hand, but was refused.
The little poisoner crossed his arms, looked at her calmly, chuckled, and sneered:
"You don't need to try so hard to please me anymore, including that night in the ruined temple... You really didn't have to do that."
Jiang Ling'er was taken aback upon hearing this. She slowly withdrew her hand, which had been suspended in mid-air, and clenched it into a fist behind her back.
She has indeed been trying to please the little poisoner these past few days.
Ever since that night at the dilapidated temple… no, even earlier. She had been intentionally or unintentionally testing the little poisoner's bottom line, testing how long he could tolerate her, including seducing him and kissing him, wanting to know how deep his infatuation with her was. Unfortunately, since that night at the dilapidated temple, the little poisoner's attitude towards her had changed drastically, to the point that he was completely unresponsive and his attitude was even colder than when they first met.
It turns out he knew everything, he saw it all.
She has ulterior motives towards him, but is it really that obvious?
She thought she had concealed it well.
"You did all this just so I would accompany you to find that 'truth,' didn't you?"
Seeing Jiang Ling'er's obvious annoyance, the little poisoner sneered, then turned and left quickly.
Jiang Ling'er could barely catch up, she practically had to jog. As she chased, she wanted to slap herself! She was indeed anxious, but... she truly had no other choice.
She definitely needs the little poison to help her; her life is tied to it. Without it, she can't move an inch. But no one would be happy to know they're being used...
"Hey, let me explain..."
What do you mean by "explain"?
How do you explain "I just want you to come with me to my death"?
Is this something I can say?
Jiang Ling'er herself couldn't figure it out, and while she was pondering this, she suddenly bumped into the back of the little poisonous creature.
The little poisonous creature stopped at some point and suddenly said:
"arrive."
Where are we now?
Jiang Ling'er paused, rubbing her aching nose, and walked out from behind the little poisonous creature. When she saw two graves, one large and one small, standing side by side on the desolate snow-covered ground before her, she was completely stunned:
"This is……"
Snowflakes landed on Jiang Ling'er's eyelashes, and her vision blurred for a moment. After rubbing her eyes and waiting for the snow to melt, she was sure that what she saw was not an illusion.
Are there two graves, one large and one small, or are they two new graves?
She looked up at the boy standing right in front of her. She wanted to ask the little poisoner why he had brought her here, but when she opened her mouth, she found that no sound came out.
For some reason, she subconsciously held her breath, and her fingernails dug tightly into the flesh of her palms.
The little poisonous creature glanced at her: "You don't even recognize your own father? Well, who can tell who's who when they're buried in the ground?"
He scoffed lightly, then pointed to the small grave next to the large tomb: "By the way, X, that's your good child who saved your life before he was even born and is now repaying your kindness."
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Author's note: To be continued tomorrow!
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