HBWnovel Chapter 57 "Be good, my patience is limited"
Chapter 57 "Be good, my patience is limited"
"After one month, you will marry me."
Luo Wuchen's voice fell, but I was still unable to react.
I was gasping for breath, my chest was heaving violently, cold sweat dripped down my cheeks, and my long messy hair stuck to my cheeks wetly.
Embarrassed and miserable.
Big...marriage?
I was stunned, as if something exploded in my heart.
What is Luo Wuchen talking about?
I found that Luo Wuchen is worthy of being the Elder Jianzun of Zetianzong, even his self-righteousness is exactly the same.
Who wants to marry him?
He thought that after he did these things to me, after I stopped begging for his pity and love, and only hated him...
Would I still be willing to have anything to do with him again?
Did he think that as long as he opened his mouth, I should be grateful and accept it with trepidation?
I find it ridiculous.
What did Luo Wuchen think of me?
plaything?
Or, what else?
I can't guess, and I don't want to.
I just feel sick.
Look, how obvious it is... from the gaze of the superior to the inferior.
Even after the violence, the alms and mercy from above are all so arrogant, so domineering, so...
Disgusting.
Some things may not be discovered when you are in it, but once you look beyond the limits, you can discover many things that were originally difficult to realize.
Just like...
Only after realizing the truth can I discover that it turns out that the contempt I perceive, the neglect I feel, is never my fragility and sensitivity, but the real fact.
I suddenly wanted to laugh a little bit, but I really couldn't laugh, the various things Luo Wuchen put on me turned into pain that couldn't be ignored, I was in too much pain.
always……
Ever since I was a child, the injuries on my body have been repeated after healed. No matter how good the injury is, only a small number of injuries are caused by myself, and most of them are inflicted by others.
Thinking about it carefully, over the years, at least half of the injuries I have suffered are related to Luo Wuchen.
And now, it was bestowed by Luo Wuchen himself.
He treats me like a thoughtless pet. When he is not disobeyed, he is willing to give me a little patience. Once I don't follow his wishes, he will punish me mercilessly...
But he said he wanted to marry me.
He also said that he would marry me a month later.
How does he want to get married, and——
A locked up "bride"?
it is ridiculous.
I don't know when the fingers started to clenched tightly, and the knuckles turned white... because of Luo Wuchen's condescension, and because of his cowardice and incompetence.
I really want to make a fuss regardless, but I'm really too tired, tiredness seems to be pouring out from the depths of my body, and even breathing seems to be killing my energy.
"Thank you late."
Luo Wuchen frowned, and said in a slightly impatient tone, "Don't do unnecessary things."
... what is a superfluous thing?
I tightened my brows and tried to gather my gaze, trying to see the expression on Luo Wuchen's face.
In the hazy vision, I saw Luo Wuchen squatting down, reaching out to me——
I haven't reacted yet, but my body has subconsciously shrunk a bit, looking at Luo Wuchen with fear that I don't know.
Then, Luo Wuchen clamped my jaw again, and I was forced to look up to meet Luo Wuchen's gaze.
Luo Wuchen's strength is not gentle, but compared with the strength that almost crushed my bones before, it seems "compassionate and cherishing jade".
However, as far as I am concerned, whether the strength is light or heavy does not make me pay too much attention to the key points. I frowned instinctively to reject his touch.
"Xie Wan," Luo Wuchen's voice was as light as frost and snow, carrying a chill, word by word: "Don't try to escape."
It turned out that the redundant thing in his mouth was to escape...
I thought slowly.
My brain was also slowed down due to new and old pains all over my body. My body trembled and convulsed because of the pain. The cold sweat rained like profuse rain, which wet my eyelashes and triggered a tear of physiological reaction.
Luo Wuchen brushed the corner of my eyes with his thumb, wiped away the tears, and said in a condensed voice, "Maybe, you can try, try to bear the fate of angering me again."
Fear and palpitations will amplify the senses of the body. I feel cold, and my mind and body are bone-chillingly cold.
"No..." I was shivering with cold, my teeth were chattering, and I couldn't stop murmuring, "No, no...I don't want to..."
Luo Wuchen looked at me with a blank and pale expression indifferently, and as soon as he loosened his fingers, I fell straight to the ground like a stone statue that had lost its support.
The stone statue fell to the ground and fell apart. I slowly curled up my legs, trying to wrap myself in my arms for protection.
The dust and smoke dissipated, and Luo Wuchen's voice did not have any warmth.
"Be good, my patience is limited."
【Good night...】
【Good boy, you have to be obedient...】
Countless voices suddenly sounded in my ears, far and near, all kinds of voices mixed together, I couldn't tell who the owner of the voice was.
I only heard that these people had many words with me.
The most common sentence is to tell me to be good and make me obedient.
Dad told me to be good, and told me to run away with the guys in the store. I listened, so I couldn't even contain the bones of my parents.
The guy who took me to escape told me to be good, and asked me to give him the money my father gave me. I listened, and he coaxed away the money, abandoned me in a foreign country, and made me a beggar before I was three years old.
When I arrived at the Zetian Sect, Gu Lin also told me to be good and not to cause trouble. I listened, so I swallowed my anger and became a punching bag for the disciples of the sect for seven years.
In the past, Luo Wuchen told me to be good, I listened, and felt unreasonable in front of his love, but I didn't know that there was a sharp knife hanging around my neck, and I was in danger.
But now, he still wants me to be good.
obedient……
obedient?
A gust of blood welled up in my throat, and my voice shattered, "No..."
I don't want to listen to them anymore, I don't want to be a good boy anymore...
I struggled to get up, and grabbed Luo Wuchen's clothes with my fingers, "I don't want to..."
...Why, why am I Luo Wuchen's lover?
If I wasn't Luo Wuchen's Love Tribulation, wouldn't I have been brought to the Selecting Heaven Sect back then?
I am the same as thousands of ordinary people. I laugh when I am happy, cry when I am sad, and hurt and bleed when I am hurt...
But I can only be Luo Wuchen's love tribulation...
...I'm not even worthy of being a human being.
why?
……Why?
is it my fault?I shouldn't be blind to my identity, I shouldn't be greedy, I shouldn't...
Wishful thinking, wishing to be treated with respect...
But I am also human.
I am not just Luo Wuchen's love tribulation, not just his vassal...I...
My body was trembling precariously, my eyesight began to slacken, and the things in front of me also appeared double images.
The Purple Heart Nine Turns Grass that Luo Wuchen went to get personally has excellent natural effects. From the moment I took it, I felt the spiritual power from the grass flowing along the meridians. My tendons, my dantian, They were all slowly infiltrated by the effect of the medicine.
And what followed was endless fatigue, spreading from the depths of his body to all his limbs.
I could feel my consciousness draining away.
After going through such a long period of high mental tension, I was exhausted physically and mentally. No matter how hard I tried not to close my eyes, the heavy eyelids still closed slowly and it was difficult to open them.
The sight in front of me dimmed for a while, I stubbornly clutched the corner of Luo Wuchen's clothes, angrily said, "I don't want to marry..."
I don't want to marry Luo Wuchen.
Don't...don't be like this...even the most important marriage event is beyond your control.
I didn't hear Luo Wuchen's voice, I only felt the corner of Luo Wuchen's clothes pulling away from my palm bit by bit.
In the end, there was nothing left at my fingertips.
I can't catch anything...
"It's up to you whether you want it or not."
Luo Wuchen's voice seemed to be high in the clouds, so far away, so cold...
I couldn't hold it any longer, and spat out a mouthful of hot blood mixed with minced meat, my consciousness was shattered, and I passed out completely.
When I woke up, it was still dark.
The rain that enveloped the entire Killing Peak became lighter, and the drizzle was falling, bitingly cold.
I lay on the ground with a splitting headache and my eyelids were so heavy that it was hard to open them.
The ground is cold and hard, and so am I. My whole body is cold and frozen.
The feeling of pain and suffocation is still lingering in my throat, I exhale slowly, my throat and mouth have a strong bloody smell, as if the inside has been rotten and tattered.
Everywhere in his body felt as if he had been beaten mercilessly by a group of people.
I am most afraid of pain, but always get hurt.
... If possible, I would not want to get hurt, but unfortunately things always backfire.
I don't have the life of Jin Gui, but my skin is delicate and tender, and I am more likely to be injured than others, that's all, but also because of my weak body, the speed of recovery from injuries is always slower than ordinary people.
Often, new wounds are added before the old wounds heal.
Enduring the pain for so long, I don't even know what it feels like not to be in pain.
I bit my lip, supported my aching body, slowly propped myself up, and wanted to climb onto the bed to rest.
But when I moved, the wound hurt, from the skin to the flesh, the pain was like maggots attached to the bone. My eyes were blackened, my face was pale, and my fingertips were all pale and cold.
The body is numb as if frozen, the night is very dark, and there is no light source outside or inside.
After a while, I slowly stood up and staggered towards the inner room.
Everything in my field of vision is only a hazy outline in the darkness, and I don't know what tripped me up.
I fell heavily to the ground.
"—"
A burst of sharp pain came from all the limbs, my eyes turned black from the pain, and my consciousness fell into a daze.
Cold sweat dripped down, all the internal organs seemed to have left their original positions, some sticky liquid with a fishy smell gushed up the throat, slightly itchy.
I couldn't bear the itchy throat and coughed several times.
The liquid that rushed up the throat got this opportunity to pass, rushed out, and flooded into my mouth.
The blood coagulated into a line, and the corners of my lips kept overflowing, dripping down, staining my mandible, my neck, and my front.
I am in the dark, dying like death.
After a long delay, I managed to feel a little better and tried to get up from the ground.
But it didn't work.
I couldn't get up for a while, and I didn't force myself, so I slumped on the cold ground and silently checked myself.
The wound at the corner of the mouth seems to have scabbed over, and the throat still hurts, as if the skin is a little broken, and the fingers are covered with sporadic wounds, which came from somehow.
The arm bone was probably hit when I fell, and it hurts when I exerted force, and the knee hurts numbly.
I gasped in pain, and touched my knee with trembling hands, only one hand was sticky.
The wrist trembled slightly, the liquid on the fingertips was cold in the night, and the bloody air poured into the nose, and I accidentally broke my knee.
pain……
it hurts...
I'm in so much pain...
Despair followed me like a shadow, like a greedy jackal, silently following behind me, waiting for the opportunity to move.
I started to shed tears.
strangeness……
I obviously... I obviously don't want to cry, but the tears don't listen to me. I wipe my tears indiscriminately, but why am I so sad, so sad.
There was silence all around, and I wept silently in the sound of rain, and I felt lonely isolated from the world.
I sat silently for a long time, the clothes on my body were soaked in cold sweat again and again, sticking to my body coldly, the cold penetrated into the bone marrow.
A wind sneaked in from the open window and blew on my body. I shivered and regained my senses.
Fumbling to light the lamp, I limped to the bathroom and wiped off the dirt on my body.
The bedding was cold, and the hot water in the bath could not warm me up. I was so cold that I almost froze, turning into a dead body.
Maybe the dead body is warmer than me.
I was thinking wildly, slumped on the bed exhausted, glanced at the end of my eyes, and suddenly found an incense burner smoldering on the table a few steps away, I didn't take it to heart.
I was so tired and weary that I curled up like a baby and fell asleep.