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Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 292 - : Coming and Going, Gathering and Parting, Human Nature
Jiang Li slowly lowered his hand.
“How about it, have your real family members found you?”
Zhao Lang smiled, “Indeed, nothing can escape your eyes.”
Jiang Li’s gaze swept over his Yintang and Life Palace.
“The palace related to your parents shows a collapse; they must have died accidentally early, but your Family Palace is quite good, your Wealth Seal is very strong, you—”
Zhao Lang touched his nose.
“If you continue, you’ll strip me bare of all my secrets.”
Jiang Li gave a “friendly” smile, “Normally, without the other person’s consent, I do not pry into their fate, what I just did was a warning to you, an uninvited guest.”
Zhao Lang didn’t say anything but a doting smile appeared at the corner of his eyes, his ink-stained pupils fixated on him without moving. freewebnoveℓ.com
A moment later, he nodded, “Alright, however you like is fine, since I wasn’t planning to hide it from you.”
Jiang Li glanced at him, then walked towards his own bed.
“Tell me, what brings you here?”
“Can’t I come to see you?” Zhao Lang followed, “After all, you are my lifesaver.”
As he spoke, his gaze moved downward, landing on the hideous scar on her wrist.
The bandages had just been removed, and the area around the scar was still faintly pink, but it was already startling.
He still remembered the scene when the girl had cut her wrist and fed him her blood to keep him alive.
The taste of rust in his mouth not only moved him but also shocked him.
He had never thought that someone, who was merely an acquaintance and even had some misunderstandings with him, would go to such lengths to save him.
Compared to his previous actions, he was like a villain in the gutter.
Although he indeed was one.
“Don’t worry, I will find the best dermatologist to ensure not even a trace of the scar remains,” Zhao Lang said.
Jiang Li looked down at her own wrist, her expression indifferent, “No need, it’s just a scar, why bother so much.”
“If you really feel guilty and want to make amends, why not do more good deeds for me?”
Zhao Lang coughed lightly, cautiously lifting his eyelids to look at her.
“What if… it’s not just guilt?”
Jiang Li looked up, puzzled, “What?”
“Never mind.” Zhao Lang smiled again, then put his hand into his pocket, “Since you don’t want a doctor, you should at least accept this, right?”
Just as Jiang Li was about to speak, he stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.
She wanted to struggle, but Zhao Lang was so strong that she couldn’t break free at all.
Helpless, she gave up.
“Zhao Lang, what exactly are you trying to do?”
Zhao Lang didn’t speak, only placing a cold object on her wrist.
“There,” he stepped back and smiled.
Jiang Li then saw clearly what was on her wrist.
—Those Monyi Pearls.
“What does this mean?”
“It’s a gift,” Zhao Lang said, “These beads have accompanied me through three lives, witnessing my complete rebirth. You have too, and besides them, I can’t think of any other gift that matches you.”
Jiang Li’s fingertips slid over each black bead.
She saw clearly the six characters for “perished” engraved on them, each stroke seemingly infused into the bones of the beads.
Yet next to those six characters, there was one more character, freshly engraved, the marks still very fresh.
It was the character for “life.”
Seeing that Zhao Lang was resolute, Jiang Li didn’t refuse further.
“Since that’s the case, then I’ll accept them, thank you.”
Zhao Lang finally smiled genuinely, “You know Jiang Li, sometimes I really admire how open and straightforward you are.”
Jiang Li rolled her eyes slightly, “After all, I am your lifesaver, I deserve this gift.”
Monyi Pearls are treasures of Buddhism, and those blessed are especially auspicious. As she had been practicing the Mystical Skill, these beads were like icing on the cake for her.
It was thoughtful.
Zhao Lang’s gaze shifted back to her wrist, looking at the Buddha Beads that just managed to cover her scars; he chuckled softly,
“It has finally found its true owner.”
“Alright, tonight I came not only to give you a gift but also to say goodbye. We might not see each other for quite a long time.”
Jiang Li nodded slightly, seemingly unsurprised.
Zhao Lang felt even more hurt.
“Hey, after all we’ve been through, can’t you show a little more reluctance?”
“Affinities come and go, gathering and parting are normal human emotions.”
Zhao Lang sighed deeply, “Sometimes I really hate your cold heart.”
Jiang Li looked at him for a while, then after several seconds of contemplation, he slowly climbed onto the bed.
Just when Zhao Lang was puzzled, he heard the other party’s sigh.
“I can’t bear to see you go, I miss you so much, I wish I could see you every day…”
Zhao Lang froze for a moment, then began to chuckle while covering his lips.
Not until Jiang Li’s expression turned colder did he manage to suppress his laughter.
“Jiang Li, do you know? You look really cute when you say these things without any expression.”
“Isn’t that what you wanted to hear?”
Zhao Lang: “…..”
“Forget it, I’m not one to force others… I’m leaving.”
Saying so, he waved his hand and turned to leave.
“Wait,” Jiang Li called out to him, “Take this.”
She pulled out a small box from the drawer.
“What is this?”
Zhao Lang took the box and glanced at it.
Inside the black velvet box lay a small yellow triangular folded talisman paper.
He recognized it almost instantly, it was a talisman folded by Jiang Li.
“You previously mentioned you wanted to request an Eternal Life Talisman,” Jiang Li said. “I didn’t understand the significance of your request at the time, only telling you that the Eternal Life Talisman was inauspicious as it was meant for the deceased.”
“So, is this the Eternal Life Talisman?”
“No, as the Eternal Life Talisman indeed brings bad luck, we are very particular about this; living people cannot wear the Eternal Life Talisman. So, this is a peace charm, personally drawn by me and blessed for seven days,” Jiang Li said, “What I meant was, let bygones be bygones and just hope for a peaceful and smooth future.”
The small piece of talisman paper emitted a great warmth in Zhao Lang’s palm.
He smiled slightly, “I’ve never received such a precious gift before.”
Saying so, his gaze subtly shifted, resting on her face.
Under the dim light, Jiang Li’s features were stunningly beautiful, her eyes shimmering like crushed moonlight, unsettling the mind.
Zhao Lang instinctively took a step forward, yet before he could do more, a sudden noise came from behind.
“What are you two doing?”
Both were startled and turned their heads only to find that Jiang Yan had woken up at some unknown time and was sitting on the bed, glaring at them with a stern face.
As Jiang Li quickly contemplated a strategy, Zhao Lang beat her to the move and knocked the person out.
With a “clang,” Jiang Yan fell back stiffly.
Belatedly, Zhao Lang raised his head, awkwardly facing Jiang Li.
“Sorry, that was completely a reflex.”
Jiang Li waved her hand, “It’s fine; this worked out well.”
Then, she watched Zhao Lang leave.
Clearly, his injuries hadn’t completely healed yet, his body still trembling slightly as he climbed over the railing.
Jiang Li furrowed her brow.
“Zhao Lang.”
“Hm?”
Zhao Lang turned his head back.
Jiang Li moved her lips, “Don’t worry, we’ll meet again.”
“What?”
“I’ve calculated it… we will meet again.”