"Why? Nothing to say? Or did you admit defeat?" The woman on the other side chuckled, her tone softer than before. But I don't know if she was deliberate or unintentional, anyway, it sounded a little bit ridiculous in my ears.
"..." I moved my lips, feeling really terrible. But facing that woman's words, I just had nothing to refute.
She is right! What should I say
Facing enemies who are stronger than me everywhere, what else can I do besides appointing my head
Seeing that I was silent, the woman raised her eyebrows and said, "Why? I was right. I have nothing to say?"
I still kept my head down and didn't speak, but all the previous things appeared in my mind.
When I walked out of the university door with hope, I was happy to apply when I saw the recruitment notice...
Later, he was selected by Xuan Cang and forced to marry him.
And then I got along with him...
Everything is just like yesterday, but it seems very far away.
When Xuan Cang held me, his body was always cold and not warm. But my life is no longer alone because of his existence.
I can't imagine if Xuan Cang disappeared from this world one day. What should I do
I was panicked and messed up, and for a moment I felt that I couldn't be worse.
At this critical juncture, because I was angry with him, I ran away from home with my son, leaving all the dangers and tribulations to him alone.
The more I think about it, the more flustered and sad in my heart.
When all the emotions rushed into my heart and almost drove me crazy, a dagger glowing cold suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
All thoughts stopped when they saw the dagger.
I raised my eyes in astonishment and looked at the other me who was sitting across from the wooden table.
"What are you doing?" I asked hoarsely.
The woman is still smiling, confident and calm. She said: "Since I feel that I am useless, I will only hurt others... It's better to just be yourself!"
"..." I looked at the woman on the opposite side in astonishment, a little skeptical of what I had just heard.
The woman seemed to know what I was thinking, and the corners of her upturned mouth slowly fell. The smile on his face disappeared, and his expression became serious.
She raised her eyebrows sharply, looked at me with her eyes, and said, "Since I feel that I am useless and a useless person who will only drag others down, then go to die! Anyway, people like you live here. In the world, it's just a burden to others, isn't it?"
"..." I looked at the woman flustered, then looked down at the dagger in front of me.
The woman leaned forward and continued: "This world only welcomes people who work hard, and there is never a need for people who only complain about never fighting! If you fail to be a man, then be a ghost! Maybe your meager spiritual power can Maybe you can help Xuan Cang?"
"..." My eyes were still staring at the dagger in front of me, my fingers moved, and I wanted to reach out for the dagger, but I didn't dare to be afraid.
I was entangled in my heart, making difficult choices in my own cowardice and the woman's persecution.
The woman leaned forward again across the wooden table, her entire face almost touching mine.
She reached out and lifted my jaw, forcing my gaze from the dagger to look into her eyes.
She said: "Improper kindness and cowardice can't do anything at all. There is no pure evil in this world. Your kindness...needs sharpness!"
"You..." I quietly looked at the woman who was approaching me, watching her face gradually overlap with me.
My hand was suddenly held by a cool force, and then I felt my right hand grip the dagger placed on the wooden table.
The body bent from loneliness gradually straightened, and I saw myself stretch out my left hand again, holding the sheath of the dagger.
The right hand pulled the dagger out of the sheath, and the cold light flashed in front of his eyes.
The sharp face of the blade reflected light more spiritually in the candlelight, and the cold light flashed before my eyes. Then I saw that my right hand was raised high, and my wrist fell down suddenly, and the blade of the dagger pierced my chest.
"Return his heart!" I only heard a sad voice from the woman in my ear.
I suddenly raised my eyes and saw that on the back of my right hand raised, there was a strange black mark on the position of the tiger's mouth.
The imprint was exactly the same as the imprint I saw when I dig Xuancang's heart in my previous life.
"Ah!" With an exclamation, I looked at the dagger in my hand and plunged into my chest.
There was a loud "bang!" bang in my ears, and then my whole body trembled, and I immediately raised my head and sat up from the seat.
The surrounding area was full of daylight, and the candlelight on the table had already burned out.
I looked around blankly, and then at the two empty hands, only to realize that it was just a dream.
I moved my aching arms and neck. I was lying on the wooden table last night. No wonder I felt uncomfortable.
"Ah..." I stretched out wearily, looked at the wooden wall in front of me, and suddenly froze.
yesterday…
I obviously sat facing the door of the room after I came in!
Why did you wake up today...
I remembered the other self that suddenly appeared last night. After seeing her at the time, I turned around and sat down with my back to the door.
This means...
What I saw last night is not necessarily a dream. But... it is very likely that it happened!
But didn't I pierce my chest with a dagger at the time? Why am I okay now
Reaching out and touching my chest, I let out a long sigh of relief when I felt the beating heart under my chest.
Turning around and walking to the door, I stretched out my hand to open the door.
A blast of cold wind came in immediately, the face was cold, and the muddy mind was immediately clear.
Looking at the white snow outside, I suddenly raised my head and took a deep breath. Thinking: I'm still alive! very nice!
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The experience and feelings last night were not good, but because of this, I figured out some things.
In the past, I always felt that I was very humble, thinking about not filling the mess with people around me. So he always retreats, whether it was facing Xuan Cang before, or yesterday when the black man took away like this.
I always feel that my strength is too weak, so I choose to shrink and watch. Thinking that I can't stop the opponent anyway, it's better to do nothing.
But when I think about it now, I think it's just because I care about myself too much.
Thinking that I am weak anyway, and I can't change anything anyway. Rather than desperately being beaten to death by the opponent, it is better to do nothing and directly give a result with the least harm.