Chapter 511

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Chapter 511: Humans Always Make the Same Mistakes

"I am different from you, the ones staying here are puppets."

"Even if I die, my main body on the other side won’t get hurt."

"Although it’s unfair, I don’t have any good solutions. I can’t just stab myself, right?"

Bai Wei shrugged in a bachelor-like manner, "It’s not shameful to be afraid of death. Everyone fears and resists death, I mean…"

"No, no, I made a mistake! Everything is in chaos, all mixed up!"

Chao Lu hastily interrupted Bai Wei’s rambling. She had been a bit disorganized since he started giving himself psychological guidance, and what she wanted to say wasn’t about that.

Death?

Huh?

Who is afraid of death?

We, the citizens of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, live our lives with our heads tied to our belts. We never know when our heads might fall off, maybe even if we accidentally bump our little toe against the table when standing up in the morning, we could die right there on the spot.

If Nalan Qingshu dares to perform a fire trick at her father’s grave with her ashes, how can Princess Bai Ze fall behind?

She doesn’t care about these things now, national vengeance and family hatred, let’s put them aside for now.

Now is not the time to talk about this. If the topic veers off, it’s hard to correct it and it becomes endless, as if one is being unreasonable.

She is Bai Ze. She knows that when one’s life is coming to an end, what one cares about is not wealth, power, or status, but certain people, certain things, and certain indescribable emotions that are hard to let go of. So, talking about emotions at this time seems ridiculous, but it is actually not… Since she knows that death could come at any moment, walking on a dangerous path, why not face her true self?

She held the young man’s hand tightly, very tightly, so much so that her own fingers were slightly painful.

"I have never been afraid of death."

"Actually, whether it’s me or Nalan, we are both the kind of people who cannot live an ordinary happy life. We are destined to burn."

"Our position determines our responsibility and obligation to bear hardships silently, and only by carrying something can we truly live; otherwise, we can only face death… I was prepared for this from the beginning, so… I am not afraid of death."

"The only thing I fear is not having the chance to see my hometown again, yet also being afraid to see it again, that’s all."

"I am very grateful to be brought here by you, truly… I never thought I could accomplish anything, even if it is ridiculous or I have no knowledge, even if it means being reduced to ashes, it is still a joyful thing."

"Now I can face my family and my homeland without any regrets."

She stared earnestly at Bai Wei, and then the conversation took a sudden turn.

"But I still have some fears, you know, what do I fear…?"

She pursed her lips and gazed into the young man’s eyes, as if trying to see beyond the puppet, into a distant place where he existed.

In the courtyard of Yingzhou’s Yagyū residence, the young man’s fingers, touching the piano keys, suddenly froze; he felt as though someone was tightly holding his hands.

Chao Lu’s gaze was innocent and pitiful, like that of a small animal.

These words aren’t really suitable to describe her, but they fit perfectly at this moment.

She doesn’t deliberately show her vulnerability, but she still wants to express her inner fears. She is hesitant to speak, which makes her endearing.

She has actually never pretended, just that she hasn’t been clear enough in her words, because she has never had the chance to be alone with someone. She could only hide her thoughts and wait for an opportunity, wait for a time.

Now, Chao Lu finally has the chance to quietly reveal her true feelings.

"What I’m afraid of is…"

"No chance to see you again."

"What I’m afraid of is…"

"No chance to repay the debt of gratitude I owe you."

"What I’m afraid of is…"

"When I turn into ashes, you won’t know that there was a girl who once liked you."

She said, focusing and speaking calmly.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"This is the greatest happiness I’ve been longing for."

A sincere confession.

In a little-known town.

On a stone bridge by the road.

On the gentle flowing water.

Bai Wei looked in astonishment at her gentle and serious face, her ambivalent expression of annoyance and delight, the boldness mixed with shyness in her gaze, and the anticipation filled with hope, causing him to momentarily lose his composure.

Ah, this…

The only words that can describe Bai Wei’s current mood.

In his long life, Bai Wei has not experienced many confession events, especially not many straightforward confessions.

When Hokusinn Kichyō wore white that time, it can’t be said to be very direct, only somewhat sudden. They weren’t very familiar with each other and lacked a foundation of emotions. They lost because there was no past life starting line.

As for the others… even if there were confessions, they only happened in dreams of past lives, and they were just regrets.

Why did Chao Lu’s confession catch him off guard? Can’t a central air conditioner sense her emotions? Or is he pretending not to know, secretly enjoying this game of fishing and teasing?

He really didn’t notice… just as she said, they had very little time alone together. He often saw Chao Lu’s back, but what she thought and felt was mostly her own internal activity. Their communication tended to be formal and public, with no flirting, only banter.

Bai Wei’s perception of Chao Lu is not the same as the guilt and compensation he feels towards Liu Xiaowan. It’s difficult for him to pay attention to her emotions alone. Out of a sense of compensation, he rarely observes her gaze and expressions.

She said she likes him.

And what about you, do you like it?

It’s impossible to hate, of course, but doesn’t hating mean liking? Does liking mean love? It’s difficult to tell.

Bai Wei is very certain about his feelings for Chao Lu, which are different from his feelings for his family. There is a mix of responsibility, guilt, duty, and more.

But Chao Lu would be a good girlfriend, a good lover, a good wife. From that perspective, it’s hard to find a valid reason to refuse.

Even so, although, because, so…

Bai Wei responded to Chao Lu seriously, "Now I know."

Chao Lu smiled gently, "I want you to know how much I care about you, just like how you care about me, maybe even more."

Bai Wei asked again, "Why me?"

"That’s a difficult question," Chao Lu thought seriously for a moment. "I may not be sure myself, because I haven’t had any experience in love, and I haven’t met many high-quality human males. But I can be certain that it’s not based on guilt. I can differentiate between liking and guilt. It’s not about appearances either, and definitely not because of any competition with anyone. Nalan Qingshu can wait in line. In short, in short…"

She emphasized again, "I’m serious… what Bai Ze said is absolutely true… I like you now, even if I die now, I will still like you, even in the next life."

…I know.

Bai Wei sighed bitterly, "It’s a doomed fate."

"Your reaction has hurtful words," Chao Lu said dissatisfied.

"I’m just sighing that you, this girl, always fall into the same pit twice or countless times, and it happens to be me… I should have warned you earlier, not to get close to men with the surname Bai, it will bring you misfortune."

"I feel lucky," Bai Ze never lied to himself.

The puppet couldn’t force a bitter smile.

He thought with difficulty, carefully choosing his words, then slowly said, "I can’t respond to your confession right now, I need time to consider. And you haven’t reached the stage of enjoying freedom… the timing, the place, the people and objects, they don’t fit well together in various scenarios."

"Hmm," Chao Lu smirked, "I know, I hope you don’t think I’m pushing for marriage. If I try to push for it now, maybe I’ll just end up buried in the ground, leaving you a widower, won’t that be letting you suffer alone?"

Bai Wei tapped her forehead gently and then reached out, touching her horn, saying, "Bai Ze’s horn, can only be touched by loved ones?"

"It’s not that strict," Chao Lu held his fingertips and intertwined their fingers, saying, "But if you want to touch, let’s wait until we meet again next time. I also want to touch you, the puppet’s body doesn’t have any warmth."

Bai Wei, "You must have read a lot of romance novels and shojo manga in Europa, right?"

Chao Lu nodded proudly, "Yes… Being prepared is always a good thing. Accumulating knowledge is great."

Bai Wei asked again, "After saying everything, will your fear decrease a little?"

Chao Lu gently shook her head, hugging his arm as they walked hand in hand across the stone bridge, saying, "I’m even more afraid now."

"Afraid of what?"

"Afraid that in the future, your wife won’t be me."