White Moonlight who became an enemy after death [Rebirth]

Chapter 32

Yi Jianqing had never seen Lin Xueji like this before. When he came, he was thinking about what Lin Xueji would look like when he was dying.

He has seen many dying people, and most of them will plead with ferocious faces, begging for a miracle from heaven, and give them a chance to live, even if it is only a year, a month, or even a day, or an hour.

At this time, all the decency and dignity of life are all forgotten.

There are also a small number of quiet ones, but most of them are because they have become disheartened. If you look carefully, you can still see their fear of death.

So he thought maliciously, Lin Xueji was about to die, and he probably wasn't in a calm mood, right?

After all, his Dao heart has been broken, and he is no longer that heartless and desireless fairy. Isn't it human nature to feel fear in the face of death?

But to his disappointment, it didn't.

Lu Song opened the door of the secret room for him, he walked up the long steps, and finally a bean-like light appeared in front of his eyes, and then he saw Lin Xueji sitting quietly in a cold pool , The pool water reached his waist.He was only wearing a white jacket, leaning against the pool.The clothes were soaked long ago, and there were large, dazzling blood spots all over them.

He closed his eyes, his lips and face were pale, it is not difficult to see that he must have suffered a lot before fainting, but his expression was very calm, that kind of calm, as if he had already expected this day, And it was previewed.

He was indeed in a state of embarrassment. Anyone who looked wet and bloody would not look noble and elegant, but he didn't look ugly.

like a fading flower.

Yi Jianqing didn't quite know whether it was Lin Xueji who was really good-looking, or whether his love for Lin Xueji had been so ingrained that it distorted his eyes. Seeing Lin Xueji like this, he also felt that there was something A different kind of beauty.

He walked over slowly, squatted down, and poked Lin Xueji's arm with a finger: "Hey, Lin Xueji."

Lin Xueji did not move, even breathing very lightly.

Yi Jianqing withdrew his hand, tilted his head, and looked at him quietly.

A voice in his heart said, so be it.

He didn't need to save Lin Xueji, and he didn't owe Lin Xueji anything. If Lin Xueji came back to life, he didn't know how much trouble it would bring him—both mentally and practically, it would be huge. Trouble.

And if Lin Xueji died like this, then everything would stop.

He will practice diligently step by step, cross the catastrophe, ascend to the upper realm, there are so many immortals and such a long lifespan, in time, is it possible that he will not forget Lin Xueji, a mere Xiaohe fairy?

What good is it for Lin Xue to live?At most, I can only call his name again with that beautiful voice, or sleep with him a few more times.

But after a long time, he still frowned and cursed, lowered his head, and kissed the bloodless, cold lips.

They are Taoist couples, and the contract is still valid before Lin Xueji is completely dead.As a Taoist companion, Yi Jianqing can easily transfer her spiritual power to Lin Xueji without asking for the other party's consent.

However, he was taken aback when his spiritual power first transferred to Lin Xueji's body.

Not for anything else, just for Lin Xueji's empty dantian.

what happened?Did the broken Dao heart cause that much harm to Lin Xueji?Let him lose his spiritual power?

However, during those few times of double cultivation, his spiritual energy was quite full...

Yi Jianqing's face suddenly changed.

When he thought of his amazingly fast-growing cultivation, he couldn't help but have an incredible idea in his heart.

——Couldn't he be passively picking up Lin Xue's mail?

Lin Xueji, I really belong to you.

For a long time, Lin Xueji, who had been allowing him to move without responding, suddenly choked and coughed in a low voice.

Yi Jianqing let go of him, watched his long eyelashes tremble a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes.

There was a rare bit of confusion in his eyes.

He leisurely said sarcastic words: "What's the matter, I'm so disappointed to find out that I didn't die?"

Lin Xueji's eyes fell on him, and it took him a long time to finally confirm that it was a real person, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Yi Jianqing: "Unhappy to see me? I didn't come here on my own."

"No..." Lin Xueji uttered two words weakly, and then closed his mouth again. After a while, he made a gesture to prop up his body, "I'll ask Lu Song to take you back."

"Wait." Yi Jianqing tapped his shoulder with his finger, pushed him back, frowned and said rudely, "I have worked so hard to save you, and that's all you want to tell me? "

Lin Xuezhi's expression was blank for a moment: "Why did you come back?"

"Lu Song said you were going to die." Yi Jianqing said impatiently, "If you don't say anything else, I won't leave."

Lin Xueji fell silent.

Only then did Yi Jianqing realize that what he said was wrong, so he changed his words: "If you don't say anything meaningful, I will leave."

Lin Xueji was silent for a moment before saying, "I'm sorry."

"Well, then what?"

However, Lin Xueji was silent again.

He didn't talk much before, but he could still speak long sentences when necessary. Yi Jianqing didn't quite understand why he suddenly had the tendency to become dumb. After waiting for a while, he said again: "If you don't tell me I'm really Just go."

"Or, do you want me to go out immediately?"

Lin Xueji's fingertips trembled slightly, and then he opened his mouth in an unusually struggling tone.

He said, "Don't go."

After saying these words, his face, which barely recovered some blood color, turned pale again, as if it was an unforgivable crime to say these three short words from his mouth.

Yi Jianqing could clearly see every slight change in his expression, every trembling of his eyelashes, and even the change of light and shadow in his eyes.

It was at this moment that he suddenly felt that Lin Xueji probably really liked him.

Then he softened his heart very unpromisingly.

He sighed, and compromised: "Okay, little mute, I won't force you anymore. I'll ask you a few questions, and you can answer me honestly. That's okay, right?"

He went straight to the point: "11 years ago, why did you kill me?"

Lin Xueji was slightly shocked, and said, "It's not me."

Then he said, "I'm sorry."

Yi Jianqing didn't understand: "Since it's not you, why are you sorry? You are right."

Lin Xueji said, "It's my fault for not protecting you well."

Yi Jianqing was startled, then shocked again, half-jokingly said: "If you say that, I will mistakenly think that you have always been deeply attached to me."

"Hey, why are you silent again?"

Lin Xueji just looked up at him.

With just one glance, he looked away again.

But that glance already made Yi Jianqing stay where he was.

He didn't know why it was so difficult to hear a certain word from Lin Xueji's mouth, and he didn't understand why Lin Xueji's eyes were so painful, as if they contained the most extreme emotions in the world. Endless self-blame and remorse, as well as overwhelming grief and longing.

In Yi Jianqing's mind, at most, it was Lin Xueji who suddenly realized something after his death, and then his Dao heart was damaged or something, but now, he was suddenly not sure.

In just 11 short years, can one person's feelings ferment to such a strong level?

He was in a daze when he suddenly heard Lin Xueji speak in a low voice.

"I'm glad you're back," he said.

"I'm sorry, I, I should have set you free and shouldn't interfere with your decision, but I still selfishly used Shuangzhu's identity to test you."

"I couldn't control my greed well, that's why I asked Lu Song to find you, and I won't do it in the future."

Yi Jianqing frowned as he listened: "What do you mean?"

Lin Xueji still didn't look into his eyes, just lowered her head, like a criminal confessing his crime, slowly and softly said: "But when you came over that day, smiled and told me that the flowers bloomed, I was still fine." Happy."

Yi Jianqing: "Are you lying to me again?"

Lin Xueji's voice became lower and lower, as if she was struggling, hesitating, and seemed to be afraid of being rejected.

He said: "I am useless to you now, I have done so many things to hurt you in the past, I shouldn't pester you anymore, but..."

His hands slowly clenched into fists, and veins emerged on the side of his neck. It seemed that he had exhausted all his courage before he finally said the most important words: "But, you, can you not go?"

Yi Jianqing lowered his eyes, and opened his fingers one by one with white knuckles due to excessive force, and said in a tone of joy and anger, "Are you going to keep me if you refuse to say anything?"

Lin Xueji's eyes dimmed little by little.

He obviously misunderstood what he meant, turned his head away, and said in a low voice: "Then you go."

Yi Jianqing said: "Did I tell you that one should not be too thin-skinned while alive, otherwise life will be very difficult."

Lin Xueji didn't look back.

Yi Jianqing thought, that's you.

He was really reluctant to admit that he had been humbled in front of Lin Xueji all his life, and when he started again, he would continue to be humbled.

In fact, however, he really couldn't turn around and leave with the backbone.

He could only pretend to be relaxed and said softly: "Just say that you like me, and I will stay."

Lin Xueji's expression was shocked, and she suddenly turned to look at him.

Yi Jianqing: "Look at what I'm doing, can't you say such a simple three words?"

Lin Xueji looked at him motionless, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance in her heart.Then he said, "I like you, always have."

"Yeah." Yi Jianqing responded. At this time, he should have shown a smug smile in cooperation, but he just wanted to cry, and he couldn't hold it in so fucking hard, and he was crying as soon as he opened his mouth .

He could only take a deep breath, forced a smile, pretended to say unintentionally: "Hey, if I heard this sentence when I was 17 years old, I might have been so excited for a long time."

If only I had heard that line when I was 17.

But why didn't you fall in love with me when you were 17?