Chapter 1378: One Slash After Another

Chapter 1378: Chapter 1378: One Slash After Another

Zhang Ya’Er got out of the car, walked with feline grace in high heels, and went straight to a bench under the streetlamp.

Sitting on the bench, her long, white, beautiful legs crossed, Zhang Ya’Er took out a box of lady’s cigarettes from her bag and started smoking leisurely.

As she puffed clouds of smoke, Zhang Ya’Er watched Huang He’s BMW, lost in thought.

While she was sitting in the car earlier, the thought flashed through her mind: Kill Huang He!

But reason eventually overpowered that sudden notion, resulting in Huang He’s transformation into a eunuch.

Huang He had become a eunuch, an undeniable fact. A fruit knife piercing through his crotch, spilling blood all over the car—no sophisticated surgery could fix it, for that thing can bend and stretch as it pleases...

Thinking about it, Zhang Ya’Er felt even better.

Zhang Ya’Er wasn’t a reckless person; everything she did carried significance for herself.

Earlier, when Zhang Ya’Er arrived at the hospital, Li and Xv Qinghuan were already in the emergency room. After a long wait, Li was finally pushed out; seeing him wrapped in bandages, life or death unknown, Zhang Ya’Er felt a tug at her heart, as if someone had squeezed it.

Afterwards, listening to Lin Tian and Wu Yong discuss Huang He, Zhang Ya’Er had already memorized the name. Leading to the current scene.

She waited about twenty minutes, smoked three cigarettes in succession, and finally heard the ambulance siren.

Seeing Huang He being carried onto a stretcher and into the ambulance, Zhang Ya’Er discarded the cigarette butt from her fingers, stubbed it out with her heel, and then left.

...

In the ward, the air conditioner was set to 25 degrees, neither cold nor hot.

Since only Li and Xv Qinghuan were inside, the topics were intimate, nothing left unsaid. Even lying on separate beds, they exchanged sweet smiles across the room.

"Hungry?" Xv Qinghuan asked with a sideways smile.

Li replied, "A little, but more than hunger, I feel sleepy."

"Pig~ Then sleep; I’m not sleepy yet, want to watch you a bit longer," Xv Qinghuan said sweetly.

"Okay." Li nodded contentedly and closed his eyes.

Twenty minutes later...

"Are you asleep?" Xv Qinghuan asked softly.

Li kept his eyes closed without answering.

His breathing was steady, his peaceful side profile very handsome.

Xv Qinghuan called out softly again, but Li still didn’t respond, his breath even.

Once sure Li was asleep, Xv Qinghuan gently sat up and reached for the bag beside the bed.

The shoulder-style big bag had a large capacity; always by Xv Qinghuan’s side, it was brought to the hospital after the accident, now resting beside her.

Quietly unzipping the bag, Xv Qinghuan’s left hand fumbled inside for a while, finally finding what she was looking for—a mahogany box from Xv Jiazhi!

Opening the mahogany box gently, inside lay the black ink-colored stone knife. The blade was weathered, unimpressive, but the edge gleamed chillingly.

Xv Qinghuan admired the stone knife, having tested its sharpness, beyond description. In Jin Yong’s novels, it would undoubtedly be a turbulent Divine Weapon in the Jianghu.

Yet using this knife to take her beloved’s life felt unbearably cruel to Xv Qinghuan.

Cruel, but not unbearable enough to stop.

Xv Qinghuan’s feelings for Li were, at most, fondness—not quite love yet.

While the romance was budding, Xv Qinghuan felt she could still sever the emotional ties with a sword!

Taking the stone knife from the mahogany box, Xv Qinghuan slowly approached Li.

Because Li needed sleep, the ward’s main light was off, only the bedside lamp casting a faint glow.

Standing at Li’s bedside, Xv Qinghuan gazed at his sleeping face, suddenly torn again. The knife poised in her left hand, unable to stab down.

Suddenly, Li opened his eyes.

"You are..." Li was completely stunned by the scene before him. Xv Qinghuan held a black stone knife over his head, directly in Li’s line of vision.

Beyond the knife, Li saw Xv Qinghuan’s expression, her teeth clenched, her eyes filled with hesitation and cruelty.

Seeing this, Li’s heart sank halfway; it felt like falling into hell.

Li stared at Xv Qinghuan’s face, lips trembling: "Are you going to kill me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because..." Words stuck in Xv Qinghuan’s throat; she couldn’t utter them, unable to explain.

Heartbroken, Li laughed bitterly and slowly closed his eyes.

He didn’t want to see the ugly black dagger or Xv Qinghuan’s hesitant expression.

He couldn’t understand why it was so sudden; why the path of love was so rocky...

Li didn’t think of resistance, for his fighting ability compared to Xv Qinghuan’s was heaven and earth apart. No matter his severe injuries, even ten healthy Lis couldn’t do anything against her.

Xv Qinghuan closed her eyes too, her hand with the stone knife trembling slightly, triggering an indescribable emotion within, tears streaming from her eyes.

After a deep breath, Xv Qinghuan closed her eyes, covered Li’s body with a blanket, raised the stone knife high, and stabbed down fiercely!

Whoosh~

Where the stone knife pierced, Xv Qinghuan didn’t know, just felt Li’s body punctured deeply, thick blood bubbling out!

Unable to describe her emotions, Xv Qinghuan felt regret and frustration, confusion and release; wanting to cry over Li, but ultimately refraining.

Sssss...

Pulling the stone knife out, shockingly, no blood stained it, not even the small grooves were clean.

Then, Xv Qinghuan’s cold eyes hardened, stabbing Li’s body a second time!

The white comforter was dyed red again, exuding a heavy stench of blood.

She didn’t know where the second stab hit, but surely, two stabs plus his old wounds meant certain death.