Mo Sheng paused for a moment, but in just one or two seconds, Yan Xihua over there already knew the answer.
She laughed, her voice was desolate, and there was a hint of relief, as if she no longer had to bear the shackles of a certain emotion and could convince herself to let it go.
"You don't love me, but you still want to stay with me. Are you pitying me?"
"No." Mo Sheng denied it out loud without thinking. Then he lowered his complicated eyes and smiled bitterly, "Who am I to pity you?"
She was stunned for a moment, "Why is that?"
He pursed his lips, turned his handsome face away, frowned, and said slowly, "The happiness they have, maybe we can also have it..."
On the other side, there was no sound for a long time.
He raised his head, "Xihua?"
"Well..." Her slightly hoarse voice seemed a bit erratic in the empty basement.
"Come out," he didn't want to talk like this anymore. He just wanted to face each other and relieve the doubts in his heart. He walked slowly towards the entrance.
Hearing his footsteps, Yan Xihua was startled and blurted out, "Don't come over!"
He frowned suspiciously, but this time he didn't listen to her. Instead, he slowed down and said, "You don't want to see me?"
After the silence, she took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I don't want to see you again. You don't love me, and I don't love you either. There is no need for us to be tied together."
Mo Sheng squinted his eyes and walked into the entrance without saying a word. He immediately saw a woman dressed in black inside, sitting with her back to him and leaning against the wall, motionless. She was very thin and black.
The robe covered her whole body, making her look very weak.
Feeling the person behind her approaching her, her body stiffened, but she still didn't move.
The moment he saw her, Mo Sheng's long-standing worries were finally relieved. He said softly, "Xihua, come with me."
She didn't look back, but asked silently, "Let's go? Where can we go?"
Mo Sheng's eyes were calm, but his tone was firm, "Come with me."
Shaking her head, she said, "Mo Sheng, let's go."
"If you want to leave, I will take you away too!" Mo Sheng insisted, squatting down and pulling her over. The hat on Yan Xihua's head was suddenly pulled off, revealing her long white hair...
Mo Sheng was startled and stood there in a daze, "You..."
At this time, Yan Xihua no longer tried to cover up, but slowly stood up from the ground, turned around, and raised her head little by little. When he saw her old face, his heart suddenly tightened.
His eyes widened and he said in disbelief, "How is this possible? How is this possible?"
Facing him, Yan Xihua seemed much calmer. She said calmly, "You have seen that I don't want to go anywhere except staying here and waiting to die."
She walked past him and walked straight out.
Mo Sheng suddenly reacted, followed her in a few steps, grabbed her arm, walked around in front of her, and stared at her closely, "What on earth is going on? Didn't you say that you have obtained the life force of the evil beast?
?Why are you getting old again?"
Yan Xihua pulled out her arm, raised a pair of lifeless eyes, and looked at him without any warmth, "Failed." She said it simply and easily, as if she didn't care about the result at all.
"Failure?" Mo Sheng repeated in a murmur, the trace of suspicion on his eyebrows deepening. He stared at her closely and suddenly asked, "Is it because... you saved me?"
Looking at him, Yan Xihua raised the corners of her fine-lined lips and said coldly, "Mo Sheng, who do you think you are?"
Her denial allowed Mo Sheng to find the answer.
For a moment, neither of them spoke again, and each other's breathing seemed extremely clear in the quiet basement.
Yan Xihua wanted to leave impatiently, but her hand was held tightly by Mo Sheng. She lowered her head and her eyes fell on his big hand. A trace of warmth flashed across her eyes, which was soon replaced by coldness, which was not without ridicule.
He said, "Please, don't talk about starting over again. That's not suitable for you at all, Mr. Sheng!"
Mo Sheng's dark eyes were gradually covered with a layer of complexity, "I know what is best for me."
Yan Xihua was startled.
Mo Sheng stepped forward and held her tighter. He could not refuse and said, "Follow me!"
"No!" She tried hard to get rid of him, but her weak strength did not pose any threat to him. Mo Sheng pulled her out regardless, and Yanxihua got angry and aimed at him.
Arm, he opened his mouth and bit it.
Mo Sheng's expression didn't change, his lips were pursed tightly, and he kept walking.
Until he tasted the taste of blood in his mouth, he had no intention of letting her go. Yan Xihua's slightly closed eyes were already hazy. When she opened her mouth, a bloody wound immediately appeared on his arm.
She looked at him with a hint of desperate struggle, "Mo Sheng, I don't need anyone's mercy."
Mo Sheng's steps faltered for a moment, and he turned his head sideways, his gaze condensed with a layer of depth that could not be penetrated, "The one who needs mercy is me."
Without any explanation, he took her out of the underground altar of the Mo family. As soon as she came into contact with the strong light from the villa, Yan Xihua turned her face away and closed her eyes, "I don't want to go there!"
It's so bright there that any imperfections can't be hidden.
Mo Sheng stopped, frowned, and finally nodded, "Then tell me where you want to go, and I will accompany you."
Yan Xihua's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long time, she spoke, "It has nothing to do with you that I have become like this, so you don't have to feel guilty. Especially for people like us, as long as we live a good enough life, that's fine. Others
You can't worry about your life and death. So, let go now and be the head of your Mo family. Whether you like it or not, at least it is what you dream of... How many people in this world can make their dreams come true?
?Even if you are lonely, you must learn to smile and enjoy."
"Who dictates what kind of life people like us should live?" Mo Sheng held her hand tightly and said word for word, "I will never break my word again. I want to be with you. No one can change it."
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Yan Xihua shook her head, "Mo Sheng, I am not the companion who can accompany you on this journey."
"That's not your decision!"
Yan Xihua raised her eyes, slowly met his, and said in an extremely calm tone, "I won't survive next spring."
Mo Sheng's eyes changed, and there was a faint pain in his heart. He couldn't describe the feeling, like pity or self-blame. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he felt more sympathy for this woman or something else.
No longer thinking about it, he pulled her and held her in his arms. He said, "No matter how long it takes, I will stay with you!"
She was shocked.
That line of "stay with you" is more touching than any line she has ever practiced.
Listening to the strong heartbeat in his chest, her vision began to become blurred, and she trembled, reaching out her hand to touch it.
Saving him may be the only thing she has never regretted in her life.