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

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Avoiding the guards' eyes, I climbed the backyard wall. After taking a circuitous route, I was finally at the general's backdoor. The general's mansion was ablaze. Beside the sound of the fire, there was only deep silence.

I stared at the backdoor for a long time. If I went in and came face-to-face with a killer, not only would I not be able to collect Lu Hai Kong's body, but I would also be giving up my life. It was not worth it.

My thoughts took a turn, and I remembered that at the east of the general's mansion, there was a doghole. That place was hidden. Even ifthere were still killers in there, they wouldn't find me.

It was just that after accepting human ideology all these years, I felt that crawling through a doghole was not a glorious thing. I didn't even know if my body could still pass through the doghole anymore.

But when I found the doghole, I discovered that there was already someone in the doghole. The one whom I wanted to collect the corpse of, Lu Hai Kong. Half of his body was outside the wall while the other half was still inside the wall. I didn't feel embarrassed and mused, "It seems that I really can get past the doghole."

Now was not the right time, however, to express my feelings.

When Lu Hai Kong heard my voice, he slowly raised his head. His always clean face was bloodstained. His always translucent eyes were now like dust, a vast gray. He absent-minded stared at me without any emotion, like a puppet.

I knelt down. In the flickering firelight, I saw that a side of his right eye had been burned. I couldn't differentiate between the whites and the eyeball. It was completely muddy.

He was stuck in the doghole and made such a ridiculous sight. But I couldn't find it amusing.

I stuck my hand out, yet something made me hesitate to touch him.

"Lu Hai Kong."

He didn't respond. He was only blankly staring at me. I blinked. I didn't know why my heart hurt. I repressed that feeling and gently poked his forehead.

"Are you still alive?"

"Yun Xiang."

His voice was weak.

"I'm still alive..."

It didn't sound like an answer, more like a question he was asking me.

The inexplicable feeling in my heart grew stronger. I couldn't help but touch his head. With neither a light nor heavy touch, I patted his head. His hair felt sticky. I guessed that he must've escaped from a pool of blood. Losing your family overnight was a cruel thing for a ten year-old.

"I'm still alive."

I stared at him. His black left eye slowly reflected my image, and his right eye...I'm afraid that he could never use it again.

He looked at me for a moment before asking, "Did you come here to save me?"

"Originally, I came to find your corpse."

His eyes darkened, and he nodded.

"But now I'm here to save you."

I grabbed his hand and asked, "Are you tightly stuck?"

He seemed to not dare to say a word, merely staring blankly at me. Before he could say anything, I felt his body being pulled back inside. It seemed like on the other side of the wall, someone was pulling at Lu Hai Kong's legs, dragging him back inside. Lu Hai Kong's eyes widened as he looked at me. He was so scared that he couldn't speak.