Nightfall

The Sky Wants to Strike You

If there was a hole in the corner, Ning Que would definitely go in, no matter whether it was the endless abyss or the legendary gloom. But there was no hole. He could only hold his head and shake in pain and sweat. His lips didn’t stop bleeding. His clothes were wet from his tears.

He had never experienced such terrible pain, and he even felt that it was more painful than the torture he suffered when he was caught by mounted gangsters in the Wilderness. The axe in his head and the invisible large axe in the sky kept striking, as if they would never stop.

Later on, his body even began to twitch, his eyes began to drift, and even his lips turned gray. He was not far off from being dead.

After a long time, the large axe in the sky finally stopped, but the axe in his head was still striking. Feeling a little better, he stood up with unimaginable perseverance and then rushed out of the meditation room. He dared not to even turn around and glance at the shadow.

Ning Que escaped from the White Tower Temple, and under the astonished looks of people in Chaoyang City, he kept coughing blood and staggered back to the small courtyard. After seeing Sangsang under the tree, he was finally relieved. Then he could no longer resist the weakness brought by the severe pain and finally passed out.

When he woke up, the sky was bright outside, and Sangsang was asleep by the bedside. There was a bowl of ginseng porridge on the table, and the porridge still had a touch of heat. It seemed that she had been repeatedly warming it last night.

Remembering all the nights they spent together back in City of Wei and Chang’an many years ago, Ning Que felt warm and got up and lifted her to the bed, tucking her in the quilt. Then he heard a sound from his belly and realized he was very hungry. He picked up the bowl and drank up the porridge. After wiping his mouth clean, he was prepared to go to the White Tower Temple as usual, but suddenly he turned extremely pale.

He remembered what happened in the meditation room last night. Then he felt a sharp pain in his head. Obviously there was no one trying to hurt him with an axe at this moment, but he could still feel the pain.

Sangsang opened her eyes and stared at him quietly for a long time. All of a sudden, she pointed at his head and said, “There is someone in your head, and he wants to come out.”

Nothing could get past Haotian’s eyes, but she couldn’t explain what happened to Ning Que. Why was there someone in his head who was chopping him with an axe? Even if she could explain this problem, how could she explain the invisible large axe falling down from the sky?

Walking to the window, Ning Que looked at the gray sky and asked in a trembling voice, “Why were you trying to strike me that day?”

Sangsang thought for a while and said, “Probably because you rarely accompany me and often forget to cook for me these days, so you were struck by lightning?”

“There was no lightning. The sky just kept striking,” Ning Que answered.

Sangsang asked, “What’s the difference?”

Turning pale, Ning Que looked back and said to her, “Why does the sky want to strike me?”

Sangsang pointed to herself and said, “I am the sky. Maybe it is me who wants to strike you.”

Ning Que asked, “So it was you?”

Looking at the sky outside the window, Sangsang answered, “Maybe it was the other me who can’t stand the way you treat me.”

Remembering the pain he suffered last night, Ning Que yelled out, “I married you. Why does your twin brother or sister treat me like this? Is there any justice?”