The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer

Chapter 1987 - 161: World-Weariness

Drip, drip, the blood falls to the ground, forming a pool.

Today’s incident has alarmed some people in the city. There are those who are horrified, unaware of whose handiwork this is, and secretly speculate as to what kind of vendetta this might be.

It’s known that killing is just head touching ground, but these two seem worse than death. Even if they still draw breath, living like this is even harder.

Dong Huiying’s eyes are indifferent.

"Wife master."

She turns around to look behind her and sees the other dressed in a fairy aura, white clothes like snow.

Dong Huiying asks, "When did you arrive?"

Shu Yu holds a guqin as he approaches her. "For a while now."

Standing beside the wife master, looking remotely at the people hanging high on the city wall. "The two of them?"

"Grandma Qin was poisoned, Wu Wang and Little Star were affected, it was their doing, there’s a mastermind behind the scenes."

Shu Yu is taken aback. He hadn’t expected such an incident to occur. Just now from afar he had seen the wife master, noticed her abnormal expression, guessing that something might have happened, possibly related to the two people on the city wall, yet the truth was surprisingly close to home with the two young ones.

Dong Huiying retrieves a long cigarette holder from her bosom. She used to have a smoking habit, but the world has changed, the early days were too busy, and the combination of factors actually helped her quit. Now suddenly she wants a puff.

"This tobacco is really fierce." She wraps her mouth around the smoke, coughing herself into redness, tears welling in her eyes.

Shu Yu gently pats her back, "Don’t blame yourself."

He understands her, knows that she must be greatly affected by this matter, probably thinking she’s an unqualified mother, unable to protect the two children.

But he also knows that even if he comforts her, she won’t listen, because in some ways, this person is quite stubborn. Once she’s convinced it’s her own fault, no matter how others try to persuade her, she blames herself and won’t let herself off easily, akin to a mindset of penance and redemption.

Dong Huiying wipes away tears from the corners of her eyes, "I’m just reflecting."

She leans closer to him, her spirit weary.

He lends his shoulder, supporting her weight, his hand encircling her waist, half-embracing her.

The night wind blows gently. Since the weather warmed, even the night wind has been mild, yet her heart feels inch by inch frozen.

"I am a very unsuccessful person. Living in this world, unable to become a god, always encountering things against one’s wishes. Sometimes thinking about it is truly bothersome, when frustrated it’s not as if the sky falls, but I’m greatly annoyed, even to the point of loathing the world."

Shu Yu empathizes, "I can understand." Because he’s had similar feelings, much like the past lingering on the sick bed, each day struggling between life and death.

Wanting to live, unable to live freely, wanting to die, yet too many ties cannot be severed.

"Shu Yu, I probably have a mental issue."

She mocks herself, eyes seemingly carrying contempt.

"I’m not sure how I became this way? But look at us, living honestly, acting honestly, yet disasters unwilling to let us have peace. To avoid sitting idle in the face of certain doom, we have to confront them head-on. My true intention is just to live a simple, carefree life, but it never becomes serene. Especially during situations like this, I even want to destroy those who annoy me, the things that annoy me, destroy everything that displeases me."

"I might be a very dangerous person."

Shu Yu reaches out, gently patting her head.