Bai Xi saw this, "Why are you keeping it yourself?"
Although she didn't understand the concept of hair binding, even if it was meant to be a token of love, shouldn't it be held by both people? Or perhaps two were meant to be made?
As she was thinking, Han Mo kissed Bai Xi again, but this time, the kiss was a gentle brush against her hair. At the same time, he held her tightly in his arms, his movements tender, but his embrace was firm.
Bai Xi felt his embrace, yet a faint unease began to stir within her, "A Mo, what's wrong with you?"
Han Mo's voice was deep, "Xi'er, I truly, truly love you."
Hearing this, Bai Xi's heart grew more flustered. She tried to pull away from his embrace, wanting to look into his eyes and get a clear answer. However, a sudden, intense headache struck her, and everything before her blurred into chaos once more...
Han Mo continued to hold her tightly, murmuring in her ear, "Xi'er, I truly, truly can't bear to part with you."
Although Bai Xi didn't know what was about to happen, the feeling of unease intensified. This "can't bear to part with you" confirmed all her previous premonitions.
Despite feeling incredibly happy these past few days, she had a nameless premonition that Han Mo might leave. Even... that she might never see Han Mo again!
She had been telling herself that this was just pre-wedding jitters, especially since Han Mo had placed such importance on their wedding, introduced her to the people of Qing Yu City, and even made a lifelong promise to her in front of everyone.
But now, he said he couldn't bear to part with her!
Therefore, something must be wrong.
What did this situation have to do with the headaches she had been experiencing lately?
Even as she thought this, the pain deepened, giving her the sensation that her brain was being completely crushed and torn apart. She wasn't someone who feared pain, but cold sweat trickled down her forehead, blurring her eyes and making her already hazy vision even more indistinct.
Clenching her teeth, she desperately shouted, "Han Mo, are you leaving? Where are you going? I'm telling you, you're already married to me. From the day we registered our marriage, you've been my man, and you'll be mine forever. If you dare to run away from me, I will find you, whether it's in heaven or on earth, and break your legs!"
Hearing Bai Xi's words, Han Mo's eyes gradually reddened. A faint mist gathered in them, but no tears fell, as if all his emotions were swallowed along with his heart, all hidden within.
He listened to her threats of breaking his legs, yet he felt an immense happiness, a willing surrender.
If possible, he wished to intertwine with her for all eternity, through the highest heavens and the deepest hells.
"Alright, I'll wait for you to find me and break my legs."
It's just a shame... it won't be possible.
After today, she wouldn't even remember his existence.
At these words, Bai Xi's heart sank heavily once more: he was really leaving!
Bai Xi endured the pain and shouted loudly, "How dare you!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, a silver needle descended, piercing directly into the back of Bai Xi's neck.
The instant the silver needle pierced, Bai Xi felt the intense pain suddenly lessen, then slowly disappear. But along with the pain, her senses also vanished, leaving only an endless chaos and numbness.
Han Mo held Bai Xi tightly, his expression shifting from happiness to pain, from despair to numbness.
He was reluctant to let go, yet he had to.
His fingers gently caressed Bai Xi's delicate face. The vibrant red wedding gown and the exquisite makeup on her face were like a stab to his eyes. Though humans thought with their brains, he felt as though his heart was being pricked by thousands upon thousands of fine silver needles, each prick a continuous, relentless pain.
It wasn't enough to kill him, but it was a pain worse than death.
After a long moment, he managed to calm himself. He looked towards the door not far away and said coldly, "Come in."
As he spoke, his fingers moved slightly, and with a closing motion, a surge of air flowed forth, opening the ancient and elegant door. Standing outside was none other than Bai Han.
Han Mo spoke slowly, his face devoid of any emotion, "How long have you been standing at the door?"
Bai Han looked at Bai Xi before him and said calmly, "Not long."
Han Mo sensed Bai Han's gaze, "After I leave, I hope you will keep our promise and take good care of her."
Bai Han replied calmly, "Even without your promise, I would take care of her. This life, I am indebted to her."
In his previous life, he had killed her entire family, and the brothers who loved and cherished her. In this life, he had become her brother, and therefore, he would surely protect her in their stead... As for the debt he owed them, he would repay it in the underworld.
Han Mo didn't dwell on the issue any further, "Can you tell me now how to save her?"
Bai Han looked at Han Mo and said calmly, "Are you really going to sacrifice yourself for her?"
Han Mo's face remained expressionless, "Although I wanted to kill you in the previous life, it was because Xi'er was caught between us that I didn't deliver a fatal blow. However, you still died. Why you died, perhaps only you know."
Bai Han fell silent, not speaking further.
Indeed, sorrow is greater than a heart that has died.
Though the wounds he sustained then were not enough to be fatal, he no longer had any desire to live. Every time he recalled Xi'er dying before his eyes, and how she protected Han Mo before her death, he felt his life was a mockery.
Later, he began to remember the Patriarch of the Bai family, and the young masters of the Bai family. He felt that his life... this was also what happened when he accidentally regained his memories on Xi'er's birthday, recalling past events, and finally losing his mind, only wishing to remain in the memories of that young, innocent child.
Seeing Bai Han's silence, Han Mo didn't want to reminisce about the old times, "Just tell me what needs to be done to save Xi'er, and to let her live as happy and peaceful a life as possible."
His calm, numb voice also pulled Bai Han back to reality. Bai Han said calmly, "The method is actually very simple. The most important medicinal catalyst is the heart of immortality and incorruptibility within your body!"
Han Mo remained expressionless, "Alright, I will give it to you now. As for Xi'er's matters afterward... I'll leave them to you."
Bai Han nodded solemnly, "I will."
Han Mo gently placed Bai Xi on the bed, his fingers softly tracing her cheek, "Xi'er, I love you."
He didn't know what else he could say, only that he simply wanted to express the words he hadn't spoken three hundred years ago, again and again, as if only by doing so would he feel that he had truly existed in her world.
Even though after today, she would remember nothing.
A moment later, Han Mo cut out his own heart and handed it to Bai Han. In his dying moments, he looked at Bai Xi lying not far away, covered the strand of hair bound together by the two of them that was kept in his chest, and slowly closed his eyes.
The eyes that had held back tears until now, shed a single tear in the end, as red as blood.