latelenovela Chapter 140 You Can’t Afford to Die, You Don’t Deserve to Die
Chapter 140 You Can’t Afford to Die, You Don’t Deserve to Die
"In these troubled times, if you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect others?"
Chu Huanjun had said this to Lu Che before, and now he brought it up again.
It turned out to be a prophecy. Unexpectedly, this sentence actually happened to Lu Che.
Lu Che was stunned for a moment, and then an extremely sad expression appeared on his face. All his facial features were squeezed together in pain, and a dull roar like a trapped beast came from his throat.
His expression seemed to be even more painful than when he was in the attic of the teahouse.
He was in pain and angry because he resented his own incompetence - before he could even take a single step in his revenge plan, he was almost killed in the countryside, and Tao Yao's life was almost lost.
If it weren't for Tao Yao, he wouldn't even have the chance to regret it here now.
And, Chu Huanjun, the man he hated so much, actually saved him once again. Lu Che felt as if he was drowned in shame from head to toe. He hated himself for being useless and having to be saved by his worst enemy. What kind of person was he?
In the attic of the teahouse, Zuo Qiu used his own knife to cut off his flesh piece by piece, and he watched his blood flow into the sea before him. He also felt shame and pain at that time, but it was far from the shame and humiliation he felt now.
If his father and the tribesmen in heaven saw him like this, they would definitely hate him for his incompetence and would definitely not want to admit that he was a descendant of the brave and warlike Moon Worshipers.
It would be better to die than to live like this.
Lu Che thought with grief and anger, and bit his tongue tightly, wanting to bite his tongue to commit suicide.
When blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, Tao Yao immediately noticed his abnormality and cried out in surprise: "Lu Che! What are you doing?!"
Chu Huanjun snorted coldly and said, "You brought this upon yourself."
Tao Yao no longer cared about anything else and quickly pounced on Lu Che, giving him two loud slaps on the cheeks.
The sound of two loud and crisp slaps echoed over the small room, with the lingering sound lingering - everyone in the room was stunned.
Lu Che stood frozen in place, as if under a spell, staring intently at Tao Yao. Tao Yao, on the other hand, was furious, her face flushing red as she raised her hand to strike Lu Che in the face.
But when the third slap landed, Tao Yao couldn't bear it and it turned into a gentle caress, slowly passing across the corner of Lu Che's jaw.
Tao Yao's eyes were filled with tears, and she tried hard to raise her head to prevent the tears from falling.
"I went through so much trouble to save you, not to let you give up on yourself, not to let you escape, not to let you easily end your life again!"
Tao Yao bit her lip and spoke to Lu Che with a trembling voice.
Wasn't she afraid at the teahouse? Even in the most desperate moments of her life—like when she was punished in the Zhuzheng Hall of the Shi Mansion, or when she was taken to the dungeon by Zuo Di and tortured and humiliated—Tao Yao never thought of dying.
Maybe she couldn't understand Lu Che's pain firsthand, but after all, Tao Yao had saved his life at great pains, so how could he just give it up?
Tao Yao couldn't explain what kind of emotion she had towards Lu Che.
She regarded him as a brother, a friend, and a reliable partner.
After accompanying them on the journey for so many days, even a dog would develop feelings for them, let alone they are living, flesh-and-blood people.
That's why she didn't want to see Lu Che's life end like this, and even though she knew Lu Che was determined to seek revenge, she still tried to persuade him again and again.
Tao Yao swallowed all her bitter tears and, trying to maintain a calm expression, she spoke to Lu Che word by word, "Doctor Cheng said your injuries are serious. You'll need at least three months of proper care here to recover. Just rest and recuperate here."
Tao Yao paused, raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then spoke louder, "Now, you owe your life to me, Prince Yi, Lord Song, and Doctor Cheng. You can't afford to die, you don't deserve to die."
After Tao Yao finished speaking, she quickly ran out of the room.
Seeing this, Chu Huanjun quickly placed the medicine bowl in Song Zhishou's hand and instructed, "Take good care of the patient."
Before Song Zhishou could react, Chu Huanjun had already quickly followed Tao Yao out.
There were only three people left in the room. Song Zhishou and Cheng Tianshui looked at each other, and finally, they both turned their gaze to Lu Che.
Lu Che lay face-up on the bed, his expression desolate. The tears streaming down his face merged with his blood, forming a bloody mess. He sobbed, his entire body trembling, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, as if he were a puppet.
Cheng Tianshui sighed and shook his head, sighing: "Alas, he is also a miserable person..."
When Chu Huanjun caught up with Tao Yao, he saw her sitting quietly beside a clump of jade-liquid grass in the backyard. She was wearing the beige jacket he had changed her into. Her small stature made the jacket seem even more frail and thin, like the jade-liquid grass, as if it would fall apart at the slightest breeze.
Chu Huanjun quietly walked to Tao Yao's side, walked down, and looked at the jade liquid grass with her quietly for a while.
It had just rained, and now the rain had stopped. The rainwater had pooled in the earth, forming clear puddles. The puddles were like small round mirrors, reflecting the clumps of jade-liquid grass and the faces of Tao Yao and Chu Huanjun.
Tao Yao looked at the Jade Liquid Grass, while Chu Huanjun looked at her reflection on the water. After an unknown amount of time, the wind gradually grew stronger, creating ripples in the puddle. The reflection on the water was disrupted into a mess, no longer clear.
Many of the fragile jade liquid grass flowers were also blown away by the wind, scattered in the wind, scattered in the soil, and submerged in puddles.
Chu Huanjun looked at Tao Yao's red eyes and felt very distressed. He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently touch her hair that was messed up by the wind.
"Are you still angry?" Chu Huanjun asked.
Tao Yao didn't answer him, but just nodded.
Chu Huanjun didn't know how to comfort her, so he just stayed with her like this. When the wind was strong, he would take off one of his robes and put it on Taoyao.
After a long time, Tao Yao suddenly raised her head. Her eyes were red and her hair was blown into a messy bird's nest by the wind. Her appearance reminded Chu Huanjun of the first time he saw her in Shi's house. She was also unkempt and messy like a little wild cat, looking pitiful, but also cute in a unique way.
Tao Yao blinked, and her tear-soaked eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings. She asked, "Xiao Chu, what do you think is the right path in life, and what is the wrong path?"