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Goodbye, garlic. The last moment I closed my eyes, I seemed to see a bloodthirsty smile flashing through Lin Xiuyu's eyes, filled with satisfaction and resentment. I lost consciousness after that. I don’t know how long it took, but I seemed to hear some sounds, but I couldn’t open my eyes. I only heard one person asking: "Have you really thought about it?" Then. Su Anrong's voice came to my ears: "Think about it, I didn't handle this matter properly in the first place, and now I just want to bring everything back to where it was. But, I hope you can give me a day to follow Family says goodbye. "No, no, what is he saying? This sounds like a separation between life and death. I want to shout, I want to ask him to explain, but no sound comes out. Garlic, what are you doing? "Okay, then you can arrange your own time. At this time tomorrow, everything will be as you wish." "Thank you." After that, there was no sound again, except for the occasional wind blowing. I suddenly found that I could open my eyes. But when I opened my eyes, it was already dawn, but what I saw was a mess. Maybe even mess is not enough to describe the current scene. I'm still in dormitory 308, but everything in the dormitory has been destroyed, and Lin Xiuyu and his mother don't know where they went. Only Zhang Mengdi was sobbing quietly on the side. And Su Anrong stood in front of me wearing the long white dress he wore when he first met me. The dress had many torn marks, and a lot of dirt was rubbed on his face. Although I didn't see any scars, I knew that he must have repaired himself. This place had obviously just experienced a fierce fight.
As soon as I woke up, Su Anrong was by my side, bending down to hold me tightly in his arms. To my surprise, he was crying.
"I'm sorry, my love," he said, holding me close as if afraid I would suddenly disappear.
My body ached as if it were falling apart, and I gently asked him, "What happened to Lin Xiuyu and his mother?"
Before Su Anrong could respond, a grandmotherly voice interrupted him.
"You wicked woman! A-Shang has sacrificed so much for you, and the moment you wake up, you don't even care if he's hurt but ask about Lin Xiuyu instead!" Little Yama, dressed in red, hung down from the ceiling with an angry expression.
I wasn't mad at her and quickly asked, "Yama, please tell me what just happened. Why are you here too?"
"Hmph! I'm not going to tell you. I want to keep you itching with curiosity about this matter!" Little Yama said, happily dancing on the ceiling.
"Fine, don't tell me." Although I hadn't interacted with her much, I had a basic understanding of her personality; she enjoyed making me anxious and then refusing to share information. The best way to deal with someone like her was to ignore her and not ask questions.
Sure enough, the one feeling anxious became her. She jumped in front of me and stopped mid-air, fuming, "Don't you want to know? Don't you want to know?"
"There are many ways to find out what I want to know; I don't necessarily have to ask you."
Little Yama gritted her teeth in frustration and exclaimed, "I should have let you die from the start. You're so infuriating!"
"Enough." Su Anrong finally couldn't hold back any longer. He hugged me tightly and vanished from the spot, leaving behind a remark: "We have things to deal with; I can't stay with you."
However, he was fast, and Yama was no slouch either. Her adorable voice echoed in my ears: "A-Shang, I don't want you to go. Can't you at least say goodbye properly?"
"I'm busy," Su Anrong replied, waving his hand behind him. A flash of white light flickered, and it seemed something was knocked down. After that, I could no longer hear the King of Hell's voice.
At the same time, I noticed a problem. Although Su Anrong was trying hard to speed up, it seemed he could no longer teleport.
Was it because the fight with Lin Xiuyu had drained too much of his spiritual energy?
"Garlic, if you're low on spiritual energy, can't you absorb mine to replenish it?" I asked delicately.
Su Anrong merely smiled and deliberately changed the subject, saying, "If you want me to absorb it like that, we can have a good battle tonight."
"Get lost," I cursed him lightly, but deep down, I felt uneasy.
When we got home, Rice immediately rushed over. Upon seeing us, he exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my gosh! Mom! Dad! What happened? Mom, why do you have no Spirit Energy left? Dad, you seem to be struggling too! What’s going on?"
Hearing Rice's words made my head buzz. I couldn't believe my ears. What did he mean that I had no spiritual energy left? Did Lin Xiuyu really absorb all of it?
I could almost imagine Lin Xiuyu becoming even more powerful after draining my energy. With his already strong abilities, he would be unstoppable. Su Anrong had been injured before and hadn't fully recovered; now facing such a formidable opponent while needing to protect me made it incredibly difficult for him to survive.
I couldn't fathom how fierce the battle must have been.
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably as I tightly embraced Su Anrong's cold body. Remembering what I had heard before waking up, I hurriedly asked, "Garlic, who was talking to you later? What did you think about? What does it mean to say goodbye for a day? What does 'everything will go as you wish' mean? What do you wish for?"
Su Anrong gently placed me on the sofa and softly kissed my lips. "Silly girl, why so many questions? Son, call your grandparents and ask them to come back."
Although Rice didn't understand what was happening, he quickly called my parents to ask them to return.
The more I looked, the more anxious I became. I hugged Su Anrong's arm and started to cry, "Garlic, what on earth happened? Please tell me."
"Yeah, Daddy, you're making us worry to death!"
Su Anrong sat down beside me, holding my hand. He took a moment to gather his emotions. I could see his eyes were red, and tears seemed ready to fall, but he held them back with great effort.
He slowly began to speak, saying something that was hard for me to believe. "Wife, son, what I'm about to say, just listen and don't be too upset, okay?"
"Daddy, are you going to die?" Rice pouted, tears welling in his eyes.
Su Anrong almost laughed at his innocent words. He patted Rice's little head and said, "Of course not. It's just that hundreds of years ago, I did something that went against fate, and now it's time to pay it back."
I felt an inexplicable tension rise within me. What did he mean? Was he talking about Lin Xiuyu?
"Wheat, everything in the world has its cycle. I selfishly sacrificed the rights of others so that we could be together, but I never considered how much it would hurt more people. The seeds I planted must be reaped by me as well."
"Stop beating around the bush and just tell me what’s going on! Otherwise, I'm not done with you!" Suddenly, I was furious at Su Anrong for his indirect way of speaking. He clearly had something to say but wouldn’t tell me directly. Was he intentionally keeping me out of the loop?
Seeing my anger, Su Anrong tightened his grip on my hand. I could even feel his nervousness and trembling.
"Garlic, please tell me the truth. No matter what it is, I can accept it. I've told you this many times before. I know you might be afraid that I won't accept it or worry that I'll leave you. But rest assured, no matter what happens, I will never leave you. Just tell me the truth, okay?" I lowered my voice and encouraged him.
Su Anrong's voice became somewhat hoarse as he looked down in frustration and said, "Lin Xiuyu didn't deceive you; he was indeed wronged."
"What?" My past life as his fiancée was real too? I dared not ask this question aloud.
Su Anrong seemed to read my thoughts and continued, "But this is the only truth; everything else is a lie. Especially the part about your past fiancée. In your previous life, you were merely a pawn in my hands; there was no such thing as a fiancée."
I finally let out a sigh of relief. "Then why was he wronged?" I believed that this matter could not possibly have been orchestrated by Su Anrong.
"The King of Hell wanted to please me, so he created some illusions for his mother, making her believe he had betrayed the country. He even sent some so-called righteous people to brainwash her, which ultimately led her to expose him in a fit of righteous indignation."
The fact that the King of Hell, that little infant, could possess such deep schemes truly made me realize I had underestimated her. Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming discomfort wash over me. My life could be considered stolen; the person who was supposed to reincarnate was Lin Xiuyu. Not only did he suffer wrongful death, but he also lost his chance at rebirth—all because of me. It was all my fault that he ended up like this.
I suddenly understood all his hatred towards me, as well as his mother's resentment. From another perspective, if I had endured what he did, I would undoubtedly seek revenge without hesitation.
Yet he still tried multiple times to forgive me.
Lin Xiuyu, I'm sorry. Those three words were long overdue.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't existed, none of this would have happened. Garlic Paste was a general; he sacrificed so much for the country, yet in the end, he met such a tragic fate. All of this is because of me," tears streamed down my face as I realized how deeply Lin Xiuyu's plight affected me.
Su Anrong grasped my hand and pulled me into his embrace, remorsefully saying, "I'm sorry, my dear. My selfishness has burdened you with these sins. I will repay all of this; you don't need to worry. I just want you to live happily and peacefully for the rest of your life."
"What do you plan to do? How will you repay this?" A sense of foreboding washed over me; his words sounded too much like a farewell.
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