I Find Her Disgusting Chapter 126

The little girl kneeling in the mud stared at her hand, her fierce expression gradually softening.
She lifted her small hand, slowly, cautiously, and placed it in the woman’s clean, soft palm.
Jiang Xidai held the hand tight. She slowly put down her embroidered umbrella, bent down, pulled the little girl over, and gave her a longed-for embrace.
The mud and the vibrant red dress were distinct yet intertwined.
Jiang Xidai closed her eyes, holding her in a protective embrace. She heard the little girl in her arms sob for a while, and finally, she began to cry out loud.
“Never… no one has ever… held me before…”
She cried for a long time, so hard that the world lost its color. After her cries had weakened, she asked again:
“Are you going to leave? I’m scared…”
“Can you stay here with me?”
Her sleeve was tugged.
Jiang Xidai smiled. “No. She’s still waiting for me to go back.”
“Is she more important than me?” The little girl didn’t seem to understand. She whimpered, “You used to hate me… I could hear every beat of your heart hating me.”
“The people you like… are always more important than me…”
“You’ve never cared about my feelings, even after reaching the peak of the immortal world. Because no one has ever liked me, so you also think I’m bad…”
“I am you, and you are me.”
Jiang Xidai stroked the girl’s head. “I don’t hate you anymore. After all, I’ve come to find you quite cute. Although it was…”
Her eyes curved. “It was Yan Huirou who first discovered it.”
“You are very strong,” Jiang Xidai’s expression softened. “Tenacious, persistent, and unrepentant. In the midst of fierce winds and skewed rain, you can still grow and bloom with just a sprinkle of dew.”
“After all, to be able to live without any expectations is a skill in itself.”
“Don’t you think?”
Her hand rested on the little girl’s head. It was a hand that had committed countless sins, but its palm was still warm.
“Of course I have to go back. The road ahead is still long. Since I’ve come to ‘heaven’, I will live well, just as I did before.”
“Just like you.”
Jiang Xidai stroked her with pity. “Just like you, no matter where, you can live freely.”
“You should know, nothing can trap you and me. Looking back, the only thing that could ever trap this Seat was the ‘prison of the heart’.”
The little girl’s eyes widened. “A prison of the heart? I don’t want to be trapped. How do I break it?”
“Greed, anger, foolishness, love, right and wrong, self and others…”
The five fingers on her hair paused, and finally, she said with relief, “Let everything go.”
Just as she had finally embraced her past self.
Instead of thinking about strangling her.
The dream shattered.
The fragments, like white petals, were like a spring breeze blowing through snow, scattering throughout the entire space.
The tears in the little girl’s eyes were still shimmering, reflecting the countless white petals behind the red-robed woman.
Jiang Xidai closed her eyes, feeling the weightlessness of falling from the dream.
She twitched her leg and groggily lifted her eyelids.
The luxurious Qionghua Hall of the Shasheng Sect was gone.
What she saw was a white ceiling, and Yan Huirou’s worried yet tired face.
“Yan Yan.”
Sure enough, it had only been a short while, but she already missed her.
Jiang Xidai saw Yan Huirou holding one of her hands. Yan Huirou’s tears suddenly fell, and she lowered her head and let out a few whimpers of relief.
“Thank goodness,” Yan Huirou buried her head, choked with sobs. “You’re awake…”
Jiang Xidai was a little surprised. She had just slept, hadn’t she? Why was Yan Huirou crying as if she had died?
She moved her fingers, wanting to touch Yan Huirou’s cheek. It was only then that Jiang Xidai realized she was lying on a hospital bed, her body fixed with special tape, connected to all sorts of strange little tubes, which were in turn connected to various monitoring instruments of unknown purpose.
Her whole body was limp, and her hand was also limp. She only touched the ends of Yan Huirou’s hair.
“What’s wrong with me, Yan Yan?”
Yan Huirou was buried by the bed, her shoulders gently shaking. “…It was life-threatening. Jiang Xidai.”
“The fever was too high for too long, and the temperature wouldn’t come down for a long time,” she lifted her red-rimmed eyes. “Everyone was at a loss, just watching as your stats went haywire.”
“But, thank goodness,” Yan Huirou murmured softly. “They just gave you a new drug specially developed for you. Thank goodness you’ve stabilized now, and the temperature is also slowly coming down.”
“Thank goodness…”
Yan Huirou looked like she had cried a lot, as if she hadn’t slept for a few days. Although she was saying words of relief, her tears were like a broken string of pearls, unstoppable.
Yan Huirou wanted to hug Jiang Xidai, but she was afraid of infecting her with some other modern virus now that her fever had just broken. She could only suppress this impulse and sit on the side, wiping her tears.
“It was just a small illness. What are you afraid of?” Jiang Xidai turned her face, her expression weary. “Stop crying. You look like a little stray cat.”
“A new drug developed for me? Was it that effective?” Jiang Xidai was a little surprised. “I never thought that group in white coats had any skills.”
Yan Huirou only felt a lingering fear.
At this point, the medical staff could only treat a dead horse as a live horse. In three days, they had mobilized the entire medical system and AI system to develop a “clinical” new drug for her constitution. There was only theoretical basis, and there was no time for human trials. After a hasty test on a few white mice, it was tested on Jiang Xidai in a race against time.
This was, of course, illegal.
Naturally, Jiang Xidai’s existence was also very illegal, more like a specially approved research. Whether she was legally human was still a very debatable question.
A doctor came over, disinfected her whole body outside the ward, and then slowly walked over, holding a tablet to record Jiang Xidai’s condition. She asked in a gentle voice, “Are you uncomfortable anywhere?”
“It’s fine. A small problem.”
Yan Huirou knew that Jiang Xidai never liked to show weakness in front of this group of little weaklings. She quickly knocked on the side of the bed. “Answer seriously.”
Seeing Yan Huirou’s expression, Jiang Xidai knew that if she didn’t say a few things that were wrong, she probably wouldn’t let it go. Jiang Xidai said helplessly, “My body is a little limp, and a little hot.”
The little girl nodded seriously and took it down. She cautiously took her temperature again. It was already at 37℃.
She turned the air conditioner down a little, then went around to Yan Huirou’s back and advised, “Yan Yan Jie, you haven’t slept for a few days, you can go and rest. Everyone is monitoring her in real time, so many pairs of eyes, nothing will go wrong. And you’re here, so…”
“No need,” Yan Huirou lowered her eyelashes. “I didn’t take good care of her. I’m sad, not tired at all. I just dozed off beside her.”
The doctor sighed. “Alright.”
She turned and went out.
The empty ward seemed to have only Yan Huirou and Jiang Xidai, but there were also cameras hanging in various places, always watching Jiang Xidai’s condition.
Jiang Xidai looked at the dark circles under Yan Huirou’s eyes, and the red-rimmed eyes from crying just now. She looked at her like this, frowned secretly, and her hand moved up. “You come over.”
Yan Huirou wiped a tear and went over. “Hungry?”
Unexpectedly, her neck hurt.
Yan Huirou had no guard against her. Before she could see where Jiang Xidai had struck her, her eyes went black and she fainted.
Jiang Xidai pulled her hand back. Although she had just recovered from a serious illness and her hands were limp, it was more than enough to knock out Yan Huirou.
She put her hand back on her abdomen and said to the several small red dots of the surveillance cameras, “Take her to rest.”
Jiang Xidai closed her eyes.
Otherwise, Yan Yan would probably stay here until she fainted from lack of sleep.
Her small body couldn’t take the damage of staying up late. She should have rested a long time ago.
Jiang Xidai took this opportunity to take a nap herself.
This time, there were no dreams.
This sudden illness, it came like a landslide. Fortunately, the fever rose quickly and also fell quickly. After lying in bed for about another day, her temperature was completely normal.
But the aftereffects were a bit of a torment.
Jiang Xidai was in good spirits, but her throat was very sore, and she was still stuffy. This made her speech not as clear as before, but soft and sticky.
When she saw Yan Huirou again, Yan Huirou was still frowning. “You actually knocked me out for this kind of thing…”
“If this Seat didn’t, would you have listened?” Jiang Xidai lifted her chin slightly.
Yan Huirou was stunned for three seconds.
She also showed a smile. “You sound very stuffy, your accent has changed.”
Jiang Xidai, hearing this, looked at her for a while, frowned, and turned her head away.
Yan Huirou knew she had misspoken. After all, after this sentence, no matter how she coaxed that old ancestor, she wouldn’t open her golden mouth to say another word, as if she were afraid her dignity would be swept away.
This situation continued until her stuffiness was gone.
During this period, because Jiang Xidai was weak, she was too lazy to go anywhere and just lay in bed resting.
She had nothing to do, and rarely wanted to move. Besides listening to Yan Huirou speak, she could only watch the TV on the wall to pass the time—before this, she had never been very fond of watching the little people jumping around on this wall.
After watching for a while, she discovered one thing.
‘Heaven’ was not just what she had seen, composed of cold metal and flowers confined to pots, and various flashing red and green instruments and data lines.
She saw in the TV the rolling, continuous green plants, and the orderly tall buildings, the endless stream of floating vehicles, and the ant-sized people crossing the sky corridors of various buildings.
More importantly, she found that the people, when they looked up, saw a vast blue sky. The clouds and rain, the sun and moon in the sky were not much different from what she knew.
When she first arrived, she had thought this world relied on a few candles for light, was poor and shabby, and was truly surprised.
Now it seemed, perhaps she had thought wrong. The days of these so-called gods were definitely better than those ants who were written to death on paper.
Jiang Xidai secretly had some expectations.
The first sentence she said after she started speaking again was, she told Yan Huirou that she wanted to go to the “outside” world to have a look.