"Actually, when we were at Little Hong's Pharmacy, I already started to like you a little. I began to quietly pay attention to you, and even … developed a good impression of you … I just didn't have the time to tell you … I always pretended to tease you … Wu wu wu …"
As she spoke, Hong Zhu sensed that Xiao Chen's body temperature was slowly dropping, her breathing was becoming extremely weak, and her heartbeat was also becoming slower and slower.
The despairing Hong Zhu was finally unable to continue speaking. She covered her mouth and sobbed in a low voice, tears pouring out of her eyes like a broken dam. She tightly grasped Xiao Chen's arm, feeling so much pain that even her heart began to wrench.
After an unknown period of time, Xiao Chen's body, which Hong Zhu had been leaning against, had already become ice-cold and lifeless. Her tears had also finally slowly stopped, and her complexion had gradually calmed down.
Hong Zhu sniffled, first wiped away the tears on her face, and then took off a white porcelain earring from her earlobe. With a casual pinch, the earring broke with a crack, revealing a purplish-black pill.
"Since you've left, there's no need for me to continue living in this world. Wait for me at the Bridge of Helplessness, we'll be on our way together!" Hong Zhu carefully tidied up Xiao Chen's clothes, as she spoke in a gentle voice.
As soon as she finished speaking, Hong Zhu stuffed the purplish-black pill into her mouth. When it entered her mouth, she first felt a trace of bitterness, which was quickly followed by a faint sweetness.
Hong Zhu smiled faintly, as she gently leaned against Xiao Chen's chest. As her consciousness gradually grew blurry, she quietly closed her eyes, silently waiting for the effects of the pill to take effect, so that she could fearlessly welcome the moment when death would descend upon her.
Suddenly, a fierce gale began to blow all around them, uprooting many flowers and plants. Not far away, a large and sturdy locust tree was also swaying incessantly, its leaves drifting down along with the wind, forming a huge vortex that sparkled with white light that gradually approached Xiao Chen and Hong Zhu's position.
"Huuu — —"
Just as the whirlpool arrived in front of Xiao Chen and Hong Zhu, it immediately stopped spinning. Many leaves and weeds fell to the ground with a rustling sound, while the white light gradually condensed and transformed into the illusory figure of an old man.
Standing in front of the two, the old man looked at the pale-faced and lifeless Xiao Chen, as well as the smiling Hong Zhu, whose eyes were tightly closed. He shook his head slightly and sighed helplessly. Then, he extended his hand and injected a strand of white gas into Hong Zhu's body. After that, he placed his hand behind his back and stood there, quietly waiting.
"Cough cough cough!"
Not long after, Hong Zhu suddenly coughed violently a few times, opened his mouth and spat out a puddle of black liquid, and then slowly opened his eyes.
Blinking her eyes in confusion, Hong Zhu could only see a ball of white light faintly appearing in front of her eyes. She shook her head to clear her head, then weakly said, "What … what's going on? Am I already dead? Why is there a white light? "
"Little girl, don't be silly, you're still alive!" The white silhouette said with a frown.
"I … I'm still alive?" Hong Zhu repeated those words with a confused expression, clearly unable to react.
The white silhouette stealthily glanced at Xiao Chen, then turned back to look at Hong Zhu and asked, "Little girl, you're so young, how could you take things so hard? You're clearly alive and well, so why did you come to this barren mountain to die? "
"I …" Hong Zhu finally came to her senses, but when she saw the white silhouette in front of her, she immediately jumped in fright, "You … are you a human or a ghost?!"
The frightened Hong Zhu hurriedly dodged to the side, but unexpectedly bumped into a soft and fluffy object. She quickly turned her head to look, only to see that it was the lifeless Xiao Chen lying beside her.
"Xiao Chen … sob sob sob …" Upon seeing Xiao Chen, Hong Zhu's sorrowful emotions welled up in his heart once again. It seemed that he really was not dead. He just did not know what had saved him. Sigh!
"This old man is not a human, nor is he a ghost, but the Mountain God of this barren mountain!" The white silhouette was not angered by Hong Zhu's questioning, and only leisurely paced back and forth in front of the two of them. When she mentioned her identity, she even proudly raised her chin, and her aura seemed to have become much stronger.
"What? Mountain God? Then you're an Immortal? " Hong Zhu was slightly taken aback, then suddenly thought of something, and immediately pounced towards the old man, but in the end, she missed and fell to the ground. After all, that old man was only a silhouette, and not a real existence.
Hong Zhu didn't care too much about it, and immediately got up after falling, knelt on the ground, and begged the white silhouette, "Great Immortal, Great Immortal, can … can you save my boyfriend?"
"Your boyfriend? What happened to him? "The white silhouette stealthily glanced at Xiao Chen, a trace of doubt in her voice.
Hong Zhu also turned his head to look at Xiao Chen, and felt a pain in his heart. He turned back to look at the silhouette, and said with difficulty, "He … he's already dead, but I think that with your boundless magic power, you should … should be able to bring him back to life, right?"
"What? You said he's dead? " The white silhouette raised her eyebrows in great surprise, then stretched out a slightly illusory hand, and lightly touched Xiao Chen's face. Her face immediately became somewhat displeased, and she blushed and said, "Little girl, what kind of nonsense are you spouting? He's clearly still alive! Look at his flushed little face, and his breathing is quite smooth, which part of him looks like a dead person? Don't try to deceive this old man! "
"No! He's really dead, if you don't believe me, you can … "Hong Zhu said in an urgent voice, then turned his head to point at Xiao Chen, and with a single glance, her expression suddenly changed," Eh? What … what's going on? Xiao Chen clearly stopped breathing just a moment ago! Why does he seem to be reacting now? "
Seeing Xiao Chen's pale cheeks slowly turn rosy, Hong Zhu could not believe her own eyes. She stupidly knelt on the ground for a moment, then finally realized what was happening, and rushed over to Xiao Chen. With a trembling finger, she took Xiao Chen's breath, and found that … that he really was breathing!
"Xiao … Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen! " Hong Zhu's entire person was shrouded in inconceivable ecstasy, and tears once again flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.
Although Hong Zhu felt joy from the bottom of her heart, there was still a question lingering in her mind. She had clearly seen Xiao Chen's life force disappear, so how did he recover so quickly?
But at this moment, Hong Zhu did not care about such things. She constantly shook Xiao Chen, calling out his name, hoping that he would open his eyes and look at her, but Xiao Chen still did not respond, and only his steady breathing proved that he was still alive.
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