There were only two of us left in the room.

  Her eyes at this moment were filled with complex expressions, making me unable to fathom.

  She said to me: "After all these years, you seem to have changed nothing at all. You still keep doing things that I just can't understand."

  I don't know how to answer her, in fact I really can't answer her, although everything I've done is not wrong at all, from the very beginning I have never owed her anything.

  Man proposes, God disposes.

  I suddenly felt that I and she were always people from two different worlds, although we had intersected before, but it was impossible to be together forever. I suddenly saw it very clearly, but I didn't know why.

  As long as nothing happens to her, maybe I'm just making excuses for myself, but at this moment, it's really not that sad anymore. Maybe I've gotten used to it. After that night, I suddenly understood some truths - as long as she's still alive, everything else seems insignificant.

  I thought of this and smiled bitterly at her: "Sorry, I drank a lot that night and don't remember anything."

  She sighed after hearing me say this and said to me: "You really haven't changed at all."

  Then she got up and walked towards the door, after a few steps, she didn't turn back, as if muttering to herself: "I don't want to get married at all now, nor can I get married."

  Is she talking to me? What does she mean?

  She didn't give me another chance to speak, and she walked out of the ward. Leaving me alone in a daze, thinking about her words, why did she tell me this? According to common sense, there should only be three answers.

  She can't forget me either, so she specially told me to take her back from that utility pole.

  She has contracted a disease where she will die if she gets married.

  I've started hearing voices.

  But the two answers behind are unreliable no matter how I think about it. Is it really possible? Has heaven opened its eyes?

  I started daydreaming on my sickbed, but no matter how hard I thought, I couldn't figure out the reason. Sometimes I really resent this brain of mine, sometimes it's clever, and sometimes it's as stupid as Wu Laoshi.

  Forget it, whatever. Now that I know she's fine, my mind is at ease. Everything else is just nonsense. After all, we're the descendants of Lei Feng. And Ninth Uncle told me before, as long as you break that 'Seven Deaths Puppet', this method will definitely backfire on its master. The person who was secretly causing trouble should, logically speaking, even if they can still take care of themselves now, at least be coughing up blood.

  It's unbearable to think about the mastermind behind this, I'm so angry that I can't even speak. It's all his fault, if it weren't for him, things wouldn't be like this today. Why do you have to harm people? Is it because you've watched too much TV and admire those villains?

  What era is this? There are still such people. This makes me sigh that the world is indeed full of wonders, and in a big forest, all kinds of birds dare to fly wildly.

  Fortunately, your brother's life was spared, and you should have received retribution. Let's see if you dare to harm others again in the future.

  I can only pity myself for being injured, Lao Yi should have already told Wen Shu about it, sigh, although Lao Yi just told me to re-forge the copper coin sword, but I don't know if it still has any power left. It's really frustrating.

  Fortunately, Uncle Wen usually doesn't move the things under the bed, and he let me put that box away properly, so he won't easily open it. Isn't that how people are? They're often blinded by what's right in front of them.

  Little did you know, everything you see may be an illusion, including Dong Shanshan. She might never find out that everything I've done is actually not wrong. Of course, the time I beat up Dong Sizhe was a bit impulsive on my part, but I don't regret it one bit, just like this time.

  Isn't it contradictory? I actually think so myself.

  Forget it, at least I still have a life to live, I won't think about it anymore, thinking too much is really exhausting. Those burdens are suffocating me. She already has her own life, I shouldn't bother her again, no matter what, it's better not to contact her in the future, otherwise, it's just asking for trouble.

  Let bygones be bygones. Compared to the Night Fox family before, I'm already lucky enough. Now the most important thing is to recover as soon as possible and continue to find that escaped female ghost.

  I suddenly realized that this was a case of one thing after another. I had thought that I could find some clues about the female ghost in the Yuan's building, but not only did I not find any, I almost lost my life.

  The more I think about it, the angrier I get. God, you always do this to me - just when I'm about to collapse from despair, you give me a glimmer of hope, and then just when I start to have hope, you make me collapse again.

  Damn your old heaven, damn your fate!

  I was thinking viciously, and suddenly found that, I don't know when I started to become so indecisive, doing everything with hesitation, is this still my personality?

  Just as I was daydreaming, Lao Yi came back, and what surprised me was that Dong Shanshan's current boyfriend actually followed him back.

  What does he want to do?

  Lao Yi said to me: "He said the key fell here."

  I saw the little guy smile at me, I ignored him and started fiddling with my phone. He saw that I completely ignored him, didn't get angry, but instead sat on the hospital bed and said to me: "Hello, my name is You Xi, Dong Shanshan's boyfriend."

  I looked up at him and asked: "Japanese?"

  He shook his head somewhat awkwardly and said to me: "Anshan people."

  He's a weirdo, you can tell from his name that he's not a good guy. And what's with the surname Yu and the given name Jun? Is this guy really the legendary Sino-Japanese mixed-blood? Forget it, why bother with him, I'll just ignore him and continue playing with my phone.

  He saw me again and didn't respond to him, getting a bit impatient, as if revealing his true face. He sneered and said to me: "Dong Shanshan told me that you two are from the same hometown and high school classmates? I heard your relationship is pretty good?"

  When I heard him say these two sentences, I almost knew what kind of person he was. A typical petty bourgeoisie white-collar worker, narrow-minded and selfish, exactly the kind of person I despise the most. Talking to him is a waste of my precious saliva. So I ignored him again, Lao Yi felt that the atmosphere was a bit off, so he stood up.

  He didn't get angry with me anymore, instead he smiled at me and said: "If I'm not mistaken, you're her ex-boyfriend, right?"

  Unexpectedly, this guy's eyesight is quite good. I took a look at him and said: "You're thinking too much, we're just good friends."

  Obviously, this was what he had expected. He sneered at me and said, "Whether it's true or not, I don't want my girlfriend to be friends with a madman, do you understand?"

  The old man next to me couldn't help but look down, he was about to speak up, I gave him a glance and he stopped. I pressed the phone again and said: "Sorry, my ears are hurt, I didn't hear what you said, were you talking to me? Can you say it again?"

  He was getting impatient and said to me: "I don't want my girlfriend to be friends with a drunkard, a madman. Haven't you heard? I advise you to have less contact with him in the future, otherwise the hurt you will suffer will be several times more than now, do you understand?"

  I'm delighted, it seems he thinks I'm easy to bully now that I'm half-crippled. He's come here to throw his weight around, and looking at his face, it reminds me of the third level boss from the old game Contra - how did it manage to come back to life today after I killed it with a shotgun all those years ago?

  "What are you laughing at?" he said fiercely to me, and I actually laughed when I saw him in the evening.

  "I'm laughing at your mom."

  This time he was stunned, he didn't expect that with this body of mine now, I would still dare to say such classic words of greeting his family.

  He got angry, raised his right hand and was about to slap me in the face, but was caught by Old Yi behind him. Old Yi didn't have eyes that couldn't see, he saw what happened earlier and knew what was going on, how could he let me suffer?

  He saw Lao Yi trying to stop him, and with a backhand, he gave Lao Yi a slap. Although Lao Yi was usually careless and had a sunny disposition, rarely getting angry, this slap ignited his temper. Originally having a robust physique, he didn't make a sound, raised his right fist, and swung it straight at You Xi's face. With a loud thud, it directly knocked out You Xi's nosebleed and tears.

  I gritted my teeth, enduring the intense pain and suddenly got out of bed to stand on the ground. Although my whole body felt like it was being stabbed by knives, and the wound on my left leg seemed to have split open again, none of that mattered anymore. This guy needed to be taught a lesson; if he wasn't given some color, he really wouldn't know how many eyes the King of Horses had. You see, I and Old Yi fight ghosts every day, so why would we be afraid of you?

  You think you're tough? Can anyone be tougher than a ghost? A typical bookworm, if I don't teach him a lesson, he'll really think he's someone important and dare to crap on my head.

  I'm at a loss with women, but as for men, I've never known what it means to be afraid!

  When I got up, Lao Yi had already knocked the poor guy to the ground with a beautiful kick. Looking at him, he was clearly one of those corrupt officials who spend all day sitting in their offices. He was left gasping for breath, and I told Lao Yi to pick him up.

  Then I stretched out my right hand and tightly grasped his throat, damn it, to know that this move was still learned from a ghost. Years of actual combat experience told me that this move is indeed very effective, mainly because my little finger nail on my right hand is as sharp as a knife, and with a light swipe on his neck, it's just a small mouthful.

  He was pinched by me and couldn't breathe, struggling constantly, but Lao Yi pressed him down firmly. I spat at him and said fiercely: "Originally, I wouldn't have bothered with you, how dare you still try to get in my face? Do you think I'm afraid of you? Let me tell you, not to mention that I'm bullying you now, if you feel wronged, wait until I recover, we'll find a place for a one-on-one fight. With your behavior, you're still trying to intimidate others? You don't even look in the mirror, when I was risking my life back then, you were still selling fish balls somewhere!"

  That nearly made me wet my pants, and this isn't an exaggeration because I was really angry. I vented all the frustration from being bullied over the past two days on him. And I wasn't bragging either - after these few battles with ghosts and monsters, each time facing life or death, my reaction speed has greatly improved. As long as I'm fully recovered, even if he finds one or two more people to help him, I won't be afraid.

  I finally figured out why those dirty things like to choke people's necks so much, because it really does feel pretty good. I looked at this unlucky kid and suddenly felt a little brighter in my heart. I said to him: "Let me tell you, even if you didn't say these stupid words, I wouldn't see her again. But do you think I'm easy to bully? Give you an opportunity, apologize! Then get out of here!"

  He looks like a city boy, never suffered any grievances or bullying, now this scene has almost scared him to pee his pants, he can only stammer and say: "S-sorry."

  "I didn't hear you!! Speak louder!!"

  "Sorry!! Sorry!!"

  I loosened my grip on his neck and sat back down on the bed, Old Yi also let him go. I told him: "Get out of here, if you're not satisfied, feel free to come find me anytime, but I've already told you, I won't see Dong Shanshan again, don't drag her into this, I mean what I say, get out."

  Na Yu Xi struggled to get up, wiped the blood from his nose, glared at us fiercely, and then walked out the door. Lao Yi saw that he still dared to glare at us, so without saying a word, he kicked him in the butt again.

  "Who did you scold? Ah?"

  That rubbish was kicked out of the door and never came in again. Old Yi walked to the bedside with a huff, and said to me: "This is also too infuriating, they don't understand anything. If it weren't for you, Dong Shanshan would have died early. Old Cui, you say you're not worthy."

  A sharp pain shot through my entire body. It seemed that struggling to get up just now was quite a bad idea after all. Lao Yi hastily helped me lie down, but to be honest, I wasn't really angry with them - they were simply deceived by the illusions their eyes saw. If it had been me instead, who knows, maybe my behavior would have been even more outrageous.

  Forget it, nothing matters anymore, this thing has already passed. Although Dong Shanshan just told me that she won't get married, although I don't understand what she means by this, but in my heart, I know the horror of fate, I am a person with five weaknesses and three shortcomings. Rather than being uncomfortable myself, it's better to just forget about it.

  After that night, I found myself feeling much more mature. What is courage? Is it crying and begging you to love me, or smiling and wishing you happiness?

  It doesn't matter anymore, I actually knew it a long time ago. We aren't on the same path.

  It hurts, I gritted my teeth and pointed to my chest, telling Lao Yi: "Forget it, as long as my own heart can pass, that's enough, at least I don't regret it, do I?"

  Lao Yi obviously didn't have my level of self-control. He huffed and puffed, saying: "You're just too soft-hearted. If I'd known it would be like this, I would've beaten that scum a few more times."

  The tortuous Seventh Death Chapter has finally come to an end, and the next chapter begins, with Xiao Fei's big counterattack.