You Siqi said, unable to help but laugh at himself.
He had long since given up struggling, accepting the fact that he was rather foolish. Therefore, under that premise, he felt there was nothing strange about saying such a thing.
However, contrary to his thoughts, upon hearing his words, Shen Muzhi's face flushed uncontrollably. He stared into You Siqi's eyes, and after a good while, Shen Muzhi finally opened his mouth, asking hesitantly and conflictedly, "Siqi, do you know what you just said?"
You Siqi blinked, clearly unaware.
Realizing the other's state, Shen Muzhi could only awkwardly avert his gaze.
He really wanted to say that what You Siqi had just said was a very direct confession. And it was a confession that placed him above his own life. Hearing such words, how could he, as a man, and a man who loved the other to the point of being unable to extricate himself, control his emotions?
But the current environment was indeed not suitable. They were still helping to watch over Liu Buli and Lu Wuming's bodies, and it was not appropriate to do anything else.
So Shen Muzhi could only take several deep breaths, calming his emotions slightly, and then pursed his lips, forcefully pulling the conversation back to the previous question. He said, "I think the same as you. If it were you, and you told me to die, I could do it."
This was not just a statement; Shen Muzhi had already demonstrated it once when they went to find Yun Xiang together.
As long as it was You Siqi's request, even if it meant putting away his spiritual power and jumping off a cliff without any defenses, he could do it. Therefore, the answer he gave was naturally full of credibility.
You Siqi understood this, of course, so he only responded with a happy smile to his reply.
Letting out a long sigh, You Siqi said, "Liu Buli loves Lu Wuming very much. His feelings for Lu Wuming are very deep. Do you remember the first time we met him? It was so long ago, and he was willing to die for Lu Wuming. So this time, as long as Lu Wuming speaks to him properly, I believe he will definitely act according to your request."
However, he couldn't understand why Liu Buli hadn't followed the medical advice after so long. Because it had been more than ten days since they contacted Lu Wuming. According to Shen Muzhi's idea, the moment the person in the dream died, the real person would wake up directly. But it had been so long without success, could it be...
As You Siqi was pondering, the two people lying on the ground suddenly moved.
Lu Wuming, as if waking from a nightmare, suddenly sprang up the moment he opened his eyes. He first looked around, confirming he was back in this world, and the next second he immediately turned to look at Liu Buli beside him.
As his gaze fell upon Liu Buli, Lu Wuming's eyes were filled with intense expectation.
But upon discovering that the other person was still lying in place, showing no signs of waking, the expectation in Lu Wuming's eyes disappeared, replaced by a surge of anger.
The surrounding air seemed to drop in temperature due to his emotions. Shen Muzhi naturally understood what he was thinking. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Liu Buli's wrist, using his spiritual power to diagnose his condition. Then Shen Muzhi breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Lu Wuming, and gave him a comforting look. He said, "Don't worry, your master's consciousness has returned. He just isn't as quick to wake up as you are. He'll open his eyes soon."
Shen Muzhi would not lie to him on such matters.
Moreover, after saying this, he had no intention of escaping. Instead, he turned around, returned to You Siqi's side, and sat back down on the ground with him, clearly indicating he was waiting.
Lu Wuming saw this clearly and knew that Shen Muzhi was not lying.
The fear and anger that had surfaced were suppressed considerably by Shen Muzhi's demeanor.
Lu Wuming pursed his lips, asking no further questions.
He simply reached out and took Liu Buli's hand, just as he had done when Liu Buli had first fainted. He had done everything he could. The next step was to trust his master.
Lu Wuming told himself this in his heart, and the agitated air around him finally calmed down.
Everyone held their breath, their attention focused entirely on Liu Buli.
But it was completely different from what they had imagined.
Liu Buli's spirit had indeed withdrawn from that world.
However, as it withdrew, the pain and despair from jumping off the cliff had not disappeared from him at all.
Opening his eyes and looking around, it was not the "real world" that Lu Wuming had promised him. Instead, it was a thick mist of blood, like a sea of blood, enveloping him, swallowing and submerging him.
That feeling was truly unbearable.
Coupled with the fact that the pain from the jump had not subsided, the moment he appeared in that blood mist, Liu Buli even thought he had arrived in hell.
Breathing seemed to become meaningless. He tried to curl his body, hoping to alleviate the pain that was almost driving his mind to collapse.
Unfortunately, this method was also utterly useless.
The pain still accompanied him, and it was even more intense than at the beginning.
Why was this happening?
Had that man been lying to him from the very beginning?
So he had fallen into someone's trap, and because he had impulsively believed the other party, he was now paying the price for his actions?
This thought swirled in his mind, but it didn't linger for long before Liu Buli dispelled it himself.
He believed that man.
Even after experiencing all of this, even as the pain in his body continued to intensify, he was still willing to believe that man. Because the love in that man's eyes when he looked at him was genuine.
That was something that could not be faked.
Thinking of this, Liu Buli gritted his teeth and slowly stood up in the blood mist.
When he chose to ignore it himself, the pain in his body seemed to lessen slightly, conforming to his will.
This situation made him even more satisfied with his choice, and he could even calm down, look around, and try to determine where he was.
As his spirit became completely focused, a silhouette vaguely appeared in the blood mist.
Following his intent, the silhouette went from blurry to incredibly clear.
It was a person who looked exactly like him.
As he looked at the person, the other was also looking at him.
The moment their gazes met, all the lost memories flooded into his mind. While his head throbbed with pain, Liu Buli let out a brilliant smile.
Looking at that man, he said, "Are you disappointed? I told you from the beginning, this body is mine now, and I will take good care of it. I won't give you another chance to take it back. See, I kept my word, didn't I?"