182: One One Eight: In such pain I wish I wasn’t alive!
Gui Xingfu is coughing up blood!
182: One One Eight: In such pain I wish I wasn’t alive!
Gui Xingfu is coughing up blood!
“Suo Lun, come out, you beast, come out…”
Gui Qinshao screamed loudly, sobbing.
Though she desperately wished it were all a dream, the clear burning pain on her body told her exactly what had happened.
At the time she jumped from the cliff top, she wasn’t truly brave enough to face death.
It was only because she couldn’t stand provocation, especially not from Suo Lun, the man she hated the most in this world.
So she bit the bullet and leaped, but deep in her heart, she was never ready to die.
Even after jumping, she thought she surely wouldn’t die—she’d be caught by Suo Lun, and then what would he do to her?
Would he humiliate her?
No, he probably wouldn’t hit her.
It would just be humiliation, savoring the brief thrill of victory.
“Beast, brute, Suo Lun, you will not die well, you will not die well…”
“Suo Lun, come out and see me, come out and see me…”
After that, Gui Qinshao screamed and shouted Suo Lun’s name, wishing he would appear before her so she could bite him to death alive.
However, until her throat was hoarse and she was completely exhausted, Suo Lun did not appear.
So she started to wail, curling her battered body in a corner of the wall, crying continuously.
Now, her most precious possession was destroyed, and by the man she hated the most.
How could she ever marry?
This scoundrel had not only ruined her reputation but also her purity.
“Beast, brute, Suo Lun, come out.
I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you…”
The infuriated Gui Qinshao shouted again, but her voice was completely hoarse.
But then, Suo Lun’s voice really did ring in her ears.
“What do you call me for?” Suo Lun smiled and said, “Is it not enough?
Are you calling me to resume our unfinished business?”
The stunningly handsome Suo Lun stood in front of her, a charming smile on his face, with a provocative look even in his peach blossom eyes.
Instantly, Gui Qinshao cried out as if she would tear him apart, “Beast, why did you do this?
Why did you ruin me?”
Suo Lun said, “Because I remembered that we got married at the temple, but we never consummated the marriage.
The opportunity presented itself just right, so I took it.”
“You brute, you will not die well, not die well…” Gui Qinshao was at a loss for words; no words could describe the fury and hatred in her heart.
Suo Lun said, “Alright, you called me here just to confirm this, didn’t you?
Yes, your purity is tarnished.
Are you considering suicide?”
Then Suo Lun pulled out a dagger and threw it in.
Gui Qinshao couldn’t help but be startled, instinctively picking up the dagger as if with it she could flay Suo Lun a thousand times over.
“This dagger is for you to commit suicide with,” said Suo Lun.
“Just in case you get desperate and want to end your life, use this—it’s quicker.
Starving yourself or banging your head against the wall is just too slow.”
Next, Suo Lun pointed at his heart and said, “Remember, if you want it to be painless, you have to be quick.
Aim for the heart and plunge it in, and you’ll die instantly without much pain.”
Suddenly Gui Qinshao burst into tears again, clutched the dagger and charged toward him, shouting hoarsely, “Suo Lun, I’ll kill you, I will kill you…”
You only have enough strength left to kill yourself,” Suo Lun continued, pointing to the carotid artery on his neck.
“There’s another way, cutting your own carotid artery.
That death is slower, taking a few minutes to die, and the gushing blood can be quite frightening, shooting out over ten feet.
But if you want a dramatic death, choose to slit your throat; those heroes with no way out choose to cut their own throats.”
Suo Lun stretched out his neck, showing his carotid artery to Gui Qinshao so she could see clearly, and said, “Remember, it’s on the left side here.
You need to do it the opposite way from mine, so you don’t end up cutting a vein.”
“Get out, get out, get out…” Gui Qinshao roared, desperately waving the dagger in her hand.
Suo Lun’s words were too detestable, too bastardly; she didn’t want to listen to a single word.
A moment ago, she was desperate for Suo Lun to appear, to scold him, to skin him and pull his tendons.
But when Suo Lun truly came, his venomous tongue cut deep with each word, making her not want to see this beast for a single second or hear his voice.
“Fine, I’m leaving,” Suo Lun said.
“Oh, and I won’t have food brought to you in the next two days, because you surely won’t eat, right?
Remember my words, once you get desperate, just end it yourself.
For quickness, target the heart; for intensity, the carotid artery.”
“Get out, get out, get out…” Gui Qinshao sobbed loudly, then collapsed to the ground and cried out loud again.
She didn’t know how long she cried, but Gui Qinshao eventually fell asleep there.
When she awoke again, she found herself still clutching the sharp dagger in her hand.
Her purity was destroyed, and having suffered such an atrocious humiliation from Suo Lun, she truly had no face to live in this world anymore.
Moreover, her father’s naval forces had all been slaughtered, thousands of troops painstakingly assembled, wiped out to a man, all because of her.
Perhaps it really would be better to just die, just die.