Morning Star

Chapter 232 If it were me, I would not forgive myself

His every move and every gesture appeared in my mind one by one.

The more she thought about it, the redder her face became and her heart beat faster.

She didn't know when she raised her hand to knock on the door but suddenly stopped and shook her head vigorously.

No, no, if he saw me like this, then, then that would be disastrous.

It’s all the fault of that idiot Zhuohua.

She raised her hands to cover her burning cheeks and looked at the door in front of her hesitantly.

Do you want to go in or not?

Just as she was hesitating, a series of coughs in the room brought her back to her senses.

He put down his hand that was knocking on the door, turned around and ran to his room. After searching for a while, he returned to Mo Xinglan's door with a paper bag.

He raised his hand and knocked gently: "It's me."

"..."

She waited for a moment and got no response, so she tried to ask, "If you don't reply, I'll come in."

After waiting for a while and still getting no response, she opened the door and walked in.

Mo Xinglan glanced at her from the side and put the divided elixirs into different boxes.

Chujiu came to the table and put the paper bag in his hand on the table.

While opening the bag, she chattered as usual when talking to him: "Fortunately, I saved all the candied dates that Little Green Radish gave me. I just searched for a while and finally found it."

She took one out and put it to his lips: "Hey."

He glanced at the candied dates in front of him, turned his face away, and said coldly: "No."

Seeing that he didn't want to eat, Chujiu was patient and refused to give up. She still handed it to his lips and advised him kindly: "You have been losing blood frequently recently. Candied dates have the effect of replenishing blood and are good for your health."

However, she didn't know that the more she insisted on making him eat, and the more she cared for him and stayed close to him as if nothing had happened as before, the angrier he became.

I could hear her endless caring words around my ears: "Just eat one. Just one is fine. Look, I'm putting it to your mouth. Just open your mouth. Well, if you really think it's too sweet and don't like it..."

"Enough!" He suddenly stood up and waved her hand away.

"Boom!"

The candied dates fell to the ground, bounced a few times and rolled a few times before coming to a stop.

Chujiu lowered her head, her tender little white hands not knowing where to put them. She withdrew them at a loss, letting them hang at her sides, occasionally tugging at the hem of her skirt.

Mo Xinglan's wound was torn by the big movement when he stood up, causing severe pain. His chest felt stuffy and painful. He felt sweet in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, falling to the ground along his pale chin.

As a mouthful of blood gushed out, I felt dizzy, my legs went weak, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

He held the table with one hand, lowered his head and frowned. He wiped the blood from his mouth, covered his wound and panted slightly.

Looking at the cold sweat on his forehead, Chujiu felt sad and tears welled up in his eyes.

She buried her head, bit her lower lip and said softly, "If you find me annoying and don't want to see me, you can just tell me and I'll leave. But you, don't..."

Mo Xinglan's head was buzzing with pain and all he could hear through the ringing in his ears was the two words "I'm leaving".

The anger that had not yet subsided burned even more fiercely. He raised his eyes and looked at her with a sinister look on his face. The cold light reflected in his eyes that were gradually turning red, and the upturned corners of his eyes became even redder.

"Leave? You want to leave again?"

He spoke in a paranoid and cold voice while slowly approaching her: "Chujiu, you took the initiative to break into my life. Well, now that you are here, don't ever think about leaving again. You can be afraid of me or hate me. As long as I can tie you to my side, I don't care even if I don't want your heart. Ha, I will pester you for life after life."

Suddenly, his brows relaxed, a crazy and twisted smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and he raised his hands to hold her shoulders: "Can I lock you up?"

"No, it's not enough." He frowned again, as if he was dissatisfied. Then he smiled again after thinking of something and said to himself, "It's better to sign a soul-locking contract."

"?!" Chujiu was frightened by his words and trembled slightly.

With this paranoid and twisted look again, she said he had a mental illness. But what should she do in the current situation? If this continues, he will really force her to sign a soul-locking contract.

His pupils were bloodshot, with the corners of his eyes crimson, and there was a trace of demonic energy surrounding him, as if he was going to drown her.

In a panic, she hugged his waist, leaned against his chest, and said anxiously: "I won't go, I won't leave. Stars, stars..."

After he finished speaking, I noticed that his mood had eased.

Continue to comfort: "I will listen to you and will not leave. I will always be with you and protect you. Don't be angry, okay? From now on, I will go wherever you go. I will listen to you."

Mo Xinglan then gradually calmed down and put away the evil spirit around him.

"You lied to me again..."

Before she finished speaking the last word, her consciousness became blurry and she slid weakly to the ground, leaning against her body.

"Xingxing." Chujiu called softly, holding him and sliding down to the ground.

Looking at the unconscious person in his arms, he couldn't help but let the tears flow out of his eyes, and drops of them fell on his pale cheeks.

He picked him up and put him on the bed, then sat on the edge of the bed to watch over him.

He glanced at the elixirs on the table that had not yet been packaged, and hesitated whether to pack them.

But different elixirs have different ways of preservation, and she doesn't know how to preserve them, so she decided not to trouble him. She would wait for him to wake up and put them away himself.

It took him more than an hour to wake up.

After helping him sit up, he poured him a glass of water and handed it to him.

But he still didn't want to drink. She didn't dare to force him anymore. She took the cup of water, took a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and silently looked at her reflection in the water.

After a long silence, Chujiu felt that it was not a solution to remain silent like this.

She was the source of this matter. With Mo Xinglan's temper, she had to explain it to him clearly.

She tightened the cup in her hand and spoke slowly: "I already know what you did for me."

He chuckled at himself and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't forgive myself either."

She paused for a moment, with her head down, not caring whether he was listening or not, and continued to talk to herself: "I avoided you and didn't dare to face you. I didn't know I was in danger, and I didn't know you were protecting me in secret. I didn't trust you, misunderstood you, and even hurt you. In my rage, I didn't think about it and hurt you with the Lingyun Whip, causing your injuries to worsen again and again."

"It's all my fault. I'm sorry." She lowered her head even lower, feeling guilty.

"..."

Mo Xinglan raised his eyes calmly.

After another long silence, Chujiu's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dim eyeballs also moved.

She started talking without any beginning or end: "Xiao Xiao and I grew up together. As long as I can remember, she has been by my side. We often ate, slept, went to school, and even went to the bathroom together. Until she died of illness three years ago."

She sighed: "Her departure had a great impact on my life. It took me three years to fully get used to life without her."