No. 68: The Counterattack of the Lingering Shadow (7)

  "What's wrong?"

  My mind was racing with thoughts, feeling so unresigned, but I was able to make up my mind in an instant, so I think I clearly understand my own intentions.

  There was no one around anymore, I tightly held the hand of the person I trusted most in this world and told him what's on my mind.

  "At night, you know, I am not a person of this world."

  "Ah, really, I knew it."

  "But there are some things you don't know about. For example, you won't know how I came here."

  "Why say these things at this time?" There was a hint of puzzlement in his tone tonight.

  "Yè Liú Yuè, she is no longer in the mortal world, so I can survive within her body. But at night, I hope you can understand that death for me is not true death. The death of this body for me is just a process of returning home, that is to say, when that time comes, I will return to my own world, back to my own body."

  I felt the body of the young master of the night suddenly tense up, I understood that with his intelligence, he must have realized something. But I continued to speak, and again suppressed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

  "Tonight, you are my best friend and the person I trust most in this world. Whether or not it's one-sided, that's how I feel. So, at least, I don't want you to be sad for me, which is why I'm telling you about this clearly. Nie Qiuyuan doesn't know anything, so please don't let him know my true feelings. That way, everything will be as if it never started. He will have a smooth sailing life, I know his fate is destined to be bright and clear, believe me."

  "Shut up!"; The night interrupted me, his attitude suddenly became extremely violent, "What do you think? He's a big man, and he wants you to sacrifice your life to save him?"

  I gazed into his handsome eyes at night, while his eyes were burning with anger staring at me, I thought he would understand this way, that I was extremely serious now, without impulsiveness, nor joking around.

  "I can't think of any other way. Tonight, you know him, he'll definitely come, won't he?"

  The Young Master of the Night didn't answer my question, but suddenly asked in a stern voice: "You're not here for him, are you? Are you just going to leave like this? Is that all there is to it?"

  "My mood is extremely gloomy, I can't even laugh anymore. I just used a sentence from the book to answer him: 'At night, you should know that lost love is still love and won't change. Although there will be a vast space-time gap between us, we can no longer see each other, nor touch each other, but he will always be in my heart, forever with me.'"

  Perhaps this evil deed really doesn't suit my temperament, so the Young Master of the Night was shocked and couldn't speak for half a day. I pulled him, who had been stunned into stupidity, to the edge of the path and hid behind a very secluded rock, while he remained stupidly unaware.

  Behind the rock, I slowly snuggled into his arms, hugged his body, and pressed my face against his chest. This made him even more foolish, his heart beating faster, and he couldn't speak a word.

  I have a lingering affection for this world, including him. If only I could, how I wish the comfortable friendship between us could last forever. But now, all I can do is bid him a final farewell.

  "No one wants to live as a shadow, at night, your heart must be sad, so I wish you happiness in the future. Me too, will always keep you in my heart."

  The young master's body shook slightly, he must have realized that I wanted to make a move, but it was too late, I had already stabbed a thin silver needle into his body from behind.

  This needle is a secret weapon I've spent months developing in this dangerous world. This slender silver needle has been soaked in a medicinal liquid of my own concoction, which serves as both a powerful anesthetic and muscle relaxant. Even someone as skilled as the Phantom Master would fall asleep for over ten hours if they were stabbed with it.

  The young master of the night, who was being held by my arms, slowly went limp, his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, and his eyes stared straight at me before closing, I even saw a kind of emotion that could be called despair. Alas, I'm really sorry, but what else could I do?

  I used all my strength to slowly lay his body down against the stone wall. Ye's figure looked slender and straight, but unexpectedly heavy, probably because a man's skeleton is heavy, it took only a few minutes to exhaust me into a sweat. I then untied the belt around my waist, folded it thickly, and gently padded it between his left shoulder wound and the stone wall.

  I took a closer look at the surrounding terrain, and it should be safe. From the outside, you wouldn't notice what's behind this rock at all. So my attention was focused on Sleeping Beauty in front of me.

  It seems that it's actually quite interesting. We met once, but I didn't even get to see his face; is this a kind of regret? A sly thought arose in my heart - would it be possible to quietly remove his mask and take a peek?

  That way, I'll be able to remember him better, right?

  The words floating in my mind were "to stretch out one's hand" and "to chop off one's hand", after hesitating for a few minutes, I still decided to give up.

  Since he doesn't want others to see his appearance, then even at this moment, I should respect him, shouldn't I?

  Let's just remember a handsome young nobleman wearing a beautiful mask, like a ghostly apparition.

  I gently tidied up his disheveled hair, gritted my teeth, turned around and followed the path that Ye had indicated at night, feeling my way out of the cave.

  Yes, that's what I think, although this idea sounds very pessimistic and desperate.

  That lion, every twelve hours, will go on a killing spree like an epileptic fit, until it kills someone, and as long as it has killed one person within the past twelve hours, it will calm down, this is its weakness.

  If there's no way to find Nie Qiuyuan and stop his arrival, then perhaps the only thing I can do is go and block that lion's mouth that devours people.

  It's not that I have a sacrificing spirit or anything like that, because honestly, I don't. But at that moment, there was something inside me that wasn't willing to give up.

  The voice I've always held onto, I don't want Nie Qiu Yuan to die, I absolutely don't want him to suffer any harm!

  For this purpose, I'd rather die? In fact, if I were to die, I would definitely hesitate too. But now, I clearly know that death for me is just "mission failed", back to the starting point, while autumn's life is real and precious. If autumn dies, wouldn't it be "mission failed" for me as well?

  So now, perhaps this is the best choice.

  If I returned to my own world and opened my eyes, I believe I would cry. I have been infatuated with "Nie Qiuyuan" for eight years. No matter who this "Nie Qiuyuan" is, I only know that when I open my eyes in this world, the first person I see, destined to be him, his gentle gaze and voice are deeply etched in my heart.

  It may sound a bit childish, but most birds hatch from their eggshells and take the first thing they see as their mother, even if it's a dog or a remote control airplane. Maybe I'm a bit paranoid, but when I opened my eyes and heard him say his own name out of his mouth, I was determined in that instant. I am someone who once recognizes something will not change.

  In my heart, everything has already taken root, it's laughable that he still doesn't know anything until now.

  It's fine this way, we haven't started yet. Nie Qiuyuan won't suffer for me, and I can still retain the courage to stand up and start a new life after "game over" returning to my own world.

  So, goodbye.

  My lover.

  The Transcendental Dialogue of Author Fung

  Author: This chapter makes me feel like you're really stupid?

  Ye Liu Ying: ……

  Author: Have you ever thought of just grabbing a bad guy and throwing him out to feed the lions later on?

  Ye Liu Ying: Am I a modern person? The right to life is supreme, the only thing I can decide is my own right to life, that's the principle.

  Author: Alright then. But what kind of needle did you use to stab Yeo Wuji? A strong anesthetic?

  Ye Liu Ying: Uh-huh, I did it, what's wrong?

  Author: With this divine tool, why didn't you use it when pulling out the arrow from his body? Did you enjoy seeing him in pain? You did it on purpose!

  Ye Liu Ying: Ah! Right! I...

  旁白菌: What a retard! 作者菌, if I'm not mistaken, didn't you write this?

  Author: Shut up, Narrator! Don't you think what you're saying is ruining the atmosphere of this chapter?

  旁白菌: I'm out of here! What are you even doing? Divine logic, this is ridiculous...