Xue Baihua tilted her head up and spoke calmly.
Upon hearing this, Xue Baihua smiled contentedly, “As a medical practitioner, unless dead, you can’t leave… especially you, Ah Fu.
To me, you’re not just a medicine person.
I love you, I want you to only follow me, think of me… Ah Fu, you said you liked me, right? Say it again, hmm?” Xi Fuhong slowly closed her eyes.
“Hua’er, I don’t love anyone… I don’t love anyone…” What is love? Now she couldn’t even feel pain, how could she understand love?
“…Ah Fu, even if it’s a lie, it’s okay.
I just want to hear you say a word of love, just one word, say you love me, like me, want to be with me.” Xue Baihua whispered in Xi Fuhong’s ear, gently coaxing, but after waiting for a long time, there was no response.
It turned out that Xue Baihua could no longer get a response from Xi Fuhong, not even a lie.
They had once been completely severed, so what connected them now? Without ties, they were like strangers.
Xue Baihua lazily propped herself up, took out a pill from her sleeve, and stuffed it into Xi Fuhong’s mouth.
Before she could refuse, she immediately blocked it with a mouthful of cold tea.
Their lips and tongues intertwined, Xi Fuhong frowned tightly as she swallowed the tea Xue Baihua poured in, entangled with her in a mess.
What should have been an act of love now seemed utterly ironic.
The more you love, the more it hurts.
The more you love… the more it hurts… Tears rolled down, but they came from Xue Baihua.
Her vision blurred as she looked at Xi Fuhong’s stubborn appearance, and her heart ached even more.
Did she really want to hurt her? Did she really want to force Xi Fuhong to stay by her side? But she couldn’t let her go.
This contradictory mindset, no one could resolve.
Ah Fu would never understand how deep the affection she hid in her heart was…
“…Mu Er had me change the prescription.
What you just took is a pill that makes the person who takes it obey…” Xue Baihua lowered her head and laughed, but tears fell and rolled down Xi Fuhong’s face.
They both cried like children, “Since Ah Fu doesn’t want to speak, then I have no choice but to treat you like this…”
“I don’t love anyone, I don’t love anyone…” Xi Fuhong hesitated for a long time, but it was still the same sentence.
Xue Baihua’s face suddenly darkened.
“…Don’t love anyone?” Wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes, Xue Baihua sat up straight and stared at her, “Really don’t love anyone? Not Shi Cuiyan? Not Luo Qingcheng? Not Xiao Qiyu? Not me? Ah Fu, what do you feel? How can I make you like me? Why don’t you tell me? What can I do to make you think of me?”
Xi Fuhong looked back at that beautiful face, only feeling sadness, “…What is love? How can it be considered love? Every time I look at you all, my heart hurts… it hurts so much I can’t breathe.
I really want to dig out my heart and see, but where is it hurt?”
If this is love, then she’d rather not have it.
“…Does it hurt? I hurt too…” Xue Baihua pressed her hand against her chest and gave a bleak smile, “I’ve never had my heart ache for anyone, but for a girl from Fog Valley, I miss her so much.
I just want to travel the world with Ah Fu, just want Ah Fu to stay by my side.
Why can’t it be as I wish? Why?”
Why? She asked the heavens in silence.
“…Divine Doctor…” Xi Fuhong looked at her haggard face, feeling pity in her heart.
She knew Xue Baihua had a kind of obsession with her, a sincerity that couldn’t be seen in others who had hurt her, but how could she judge if it was true or false? How many more times could she fall hard? “…I’m so tired…”
This tiredness contained too much pain.
“…So Ah Fu doesn’t want to linger anymore?” Xue Baihua gently brushed Xi Fuhong’s weary eyes, her lips gradually curling into a faint smile.
Xue Baihua’s smile was always so alluring, like a fox spirit from a book, so beautiful that it was hard to look away, unknowingly captivating the soul.
This time she remained silent.
“…Ah Fu wants to leave, right? Leave my side, right? Fine, I’ll let you go,” Xue Baihua elegantly stood up, suddenly dragging out a long sword from under the bed.
With a swish, the blade left the sheath, the cold blade reflecting Xi Fuhong’s face, showing no fear, “If you want to leave me, unless dead, this Ah Fu should be quite clear.
If you want to go, I won’t stop you, do it.”
Xue Baihua tore off the cloth binding Xi Fuhong and forcefully shoved the sword hilt into her hand.
“Do it!” A hoarse shout echoed, leaving the room in silence.
Xi Fuhong held the sword that could bring relief, but couldn’t stop trembling.
Just a gentle swing… Everything could end… It would all end.
“…Do it, since you don’t love anyone, there’s no need to linger, right? Ah Fu, your heart hurts, right? Since it hurts, just cut down from the neck, then it won’t hurt anymore, it will never hurt again…” Xue Baihua stood in front of Xi Fuhong, her expression somewhat ferocious, yet also pained, “My heart hurts too, if you die, I won’t have any worries, so it’s best if you die, then my heart won’t be tormented anymore… do it… do it!!”
Xi Fuhong gritted her teeth suddenly.
In the end, does everyone want her dead?
She was a useless girl, couldn’t fight, had no courage, how could she torment Miao Shou Yan Luo Xue Baihua? How could she hurt Jianghu Tong Shi Cuiyan? Those emotions mixed with misunderstandings were always closely tied to hate, with love there was also hate, so the Divine Doctor wanted her dead to be free, this freedom… so selfish…
Holding the long sword, her heart suddenly didn’t want to escape through death.
“…Can’t do it? Didn’t Ah Fu want to be free? Want to leave my side?” Xue Baihua’s resentful voice came from in front of her, Xi Fuhong looked up, only to see a ghastly smile, like a demon from hell, Xue Baihua was no longer Xue Baihua, not the Shen Yi Hua Er in her memory.
“…No…” Her lips trembled, Xi Fuhong wanted to throw away the long sword, but found she couldn’t.
The sword swung horizontally.
Xue Baihua’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, so ruthless, her lips slightly parted, “Do it!”
–“No!!”
A cry of alarm in her heart, but her hand was faster than her mouth, the sword mercilessly slashed!
Slitting the throat, wouldn’t it hurt?
There was no expected pain, Xi Fuhong trembled and opened one eye, only to find she hadn’t slashed her own neck, but…
Blocked by Xue Baihua with her bare hand.
She saw the bright red blood flowing from Xue Baihua’s palm, and couldn’t help but feel a pang in her heart.
Her mind went blank, the person who wanted her dead a moment ago, the next second actually blocked the sword for her.
Contradiction… such contradiction.
“…I…” Xue Baihua seemed unaware of the pain, slowly gripping the sword, “…I…”
Her hair covered her face, so disheveled.
There were too many words stuck in her chest, wanting to say, but not knowing how to say.
In the end, she couldn’t say it.
Author’s note: I’ve wanted to write this for a long time!!! Blocking a sword with bare hands is so beautifully tragic!!
Xue Baihua laughed madly, her laughter filled with desolation and indulgence.
Xi Fuhong looked at her blood-stained hands, not knowing how to comfort her.
The Divine Doctor was half-crazy, half-mad, what was Xue Baihua thinking now? Xi Fuhong couldn’t guess, nor did she want to.
The red sword was thrown to the ground with a clang, startling Xi Fuhong into a shiver.
Suddenly, the wooden door was slammed open, and the person who came in was Cao Er, who hadn’t been seen for a long time.
“Master!!” Seeing the frenzied Xue Baihua, Cao Er called out nervously.
Mu Er arrived shortly after, seeing the blood-stained long sword on the ground, her heart instantly turned cold.
She stepped forward to block the gaze between Xue Baihua and Xi Fuhong, and Cao Er immediately stepped forward in tacit understanding, reaching out to half-forcefully support Xue Baihua, tearing off a piece of clothing to wrap the bleeding wound.
“Take Master away first, I’ll handle things here.” Mu Er said in a deep voice, and Cao Er immediately nodded.
