Seven Unfortunate Lifetimes, All Thanks to a Single Moment of Impulse 『Liskook』

Chapter 11

I held tightly onto Yanwang and bitterly wept. I begged him to let me boil soup in the Netherworld for a few more years. Yanwang looked very conflicted. He was soft-hearted and looked at the magistrate a few times. The cold magistrate only said: "The Netherworld's justice is strict. People who are not to be punished, can't be punished."

I howled in pain: "I'm punishable. I beg you! You should punish me for a few more years. It's better if you punish me for thirty or more. I'll burn incense to thank you!"

The magistrate was unmoved. Yanwang sighed loudly, touched my head, and said: "Xiao Lisa Zi, don't cry. You can't escape something that's fated."

I refused to give in: "Why?! We obviously caused a mess again, so why are we not punished?!"

Yanwang picked his nose.

"Well, there's no protest from anyone and it didn't have a big impact on the Netherworld, so you won't be punished."

"I can go and pour out all the soup in the pot, which would delay all the souls that need to be reincarnated."

The magistrate gave me a cold look and said: "I advise you not to do it. That's a serious crime for which you'll be flogged."

I lowered my head, crying at the unfairness of it all.

Yanwang bit his lips and said: "Well, Celestial Star Jungkook needs to spend a lifetime of love with you. Since you'll be an idiot, he won't have it easy either."

I wiped my tears and said: "He didn't drink the Soup of Oblivion this lifetime. He'll remember everything clearly, so he won't like me anymore. If I as a fool fall into his hands, I'll die a cruel death or an even crueler death than that..."

"Well, you can't be so sure," interrupted Yanwang.

He searched for a while on his desk and took a double-sided mirror out.

"Look, in the past lifetime Celestial Star Jungkook loved you deeply."

I didn't dare to look at the Lu Hai Kook reflected in the mirror. I was afraid that when I saw him cry, I'd cry too. Instead, I murmured: "That's not Jungkook."

"Whether he is or isn't is just your thoughts. Even he himself doesn't know if he is or isn't; how can you be so sure?"

Yanwang's words were vague. He was like those stupid gods in heaven: speaking very beautifully, but with words that no one could understand.

I pinched Yanwang's leg really hard and said: "Get to the point."

Yanwang made a "sisi" sound and took two deep breaths.

"This thing called love is better if you, Xiao Lisa Zi, experience it yourself. "

I increased my strength and pinched his leg. Yanwang very quickly said: "Magistrate, magistrate, quickly pull her away. Let her go back to boil soup. After three years, she can go and be reincarnated."

I was ruthlessly dragged out. Before the door of Yanwang's palace closed, I couldn't help myself and peeked at the Lu Hai Kook reflected in the mirror. He was still young, but his hair had turned white. He was in front of an isolated snow-covered grave. Slowly, he poured wine onto the ground. It looked like his mind was somewhere else.

I felt like something was pinching my heart, making me unable to breathe.

Each passing day, the days of making soup became more and more painful. But no matter what I did, three years passed really fast. The little ghosts carried me and threw me into the circle of reincarnation.

"Fucking Jungkook! Next time I see you in the Netherworld, I'll pull all your hair out!"

Hair...hair...hair... In the reincarnation circle, I kept on repeating that last word.