Han Mo looked at Bai Han, his eyes turning sharp and cold, "So, are you going to help me or not?"
Bai Han smiled, his smile as radiant as spring sunshine, "Brother, when you say things like this, do you think our relationship is very good? You should know that whether it was in the previous life or this one, I've always disliked you when I was lucid."
Han Mo said faintly, "The feeling is mutual."
Before Bai Han had recovered his memories, he had only thought of him as Bai Xi's brother, a patient he had genuinely cared for.
But ever since he learned he was Han Luo, all warmth had vanished.
Especially now, with him calling him "brother" repeatedly, it reminded him of things from his past life, making him clench his fists unknowingly even while standing there.
"If you're unwilling to help, then forget it. I can find other ways."
Bai Han was the easiest breakthrough, but if he wasn't cooperative, Han Mo couldn't do anything to him. In recent days, he had already ordered Qing Yu City to search for ancient texts related to the method he had previously used to revive Xi'er, believing he would eventually find a way.
During the days he couldn't find it, he would sustain himself with his own blood.
There would always... be a way.
Thinking this, he turned to leave.
"Wait."
A clear and leisurely voice sounded from behind Han Mo.
At the same time, Bai Han slowly walked forward, the smile on his face gone, replaced by a serious, distant expression, as if this were his true face.
He said slowly, "You will die."
If an ordinary person said you would die, you would at most be furious and want to beat them up.
But the person before him was not ordinary; he was a linguist, someone who could foresee the future. When he said you would die... and said it with such a serious expression, it inexplicably sent a chill down one's spine.
Bai Han paced deliberately to Han Mo's front, finishing his unsaid words, his gaze deepening, "You have three days left."
Han Mo frowned, "Three days?"
Bai Han said faintly, "I do know a way to save Little Xi, but if I save Little Xi, you will die! So, will you save her, or not?"
Han Mo's body stiffened slightly, his pupils widening as he looked at Bai Han, "I will die?"
Bai Han said expressionlessly, "Yes."
He paused and then added, "And miserably!"
Han Mo fell silent for a moment, his voice slightly choked as he said, "Just tell me the method."
He didn't fear death. In fact, over these long three hundred years, he felt that life itself was an unbearable loneliness, and existence had become exceptionally tedious.
But now... he was married to Xi'er, and their days of relying on each other had brought him warmth and happiness.
He admitted: he... couldn't bear to part with it.
He wanted to see her smile every day, to hold her while sleeping every night, to prepare her favorite meals daily, to lower his head and catch the scent of her hair...
But the premise of all this perfection was that both he and Xi'er were alive!
If Xi'er died, all of this would return to chaos, and his long life would once again become meaningless. Then what would be the difference between living and dying?
Therefore, if only one of them could live, he would still choose to save her.
He owed her a lifetime. Even if he were gone, she would still have her loving mother, Lin Yun, her good friend Tong Yao with whom she could banter, and the person before him – Bai Han.
Seeing Han Mo answer so readily, Bai Han pondered for a moment, his expressionless face continuing, "Have you never thought to ask me if there's a way for you and Little Xi to be together forever?"
Han Mo said faintly, "If there were, you would have said so already, why would I need to ask?"
Although he and Han Luo had no good feelings for each other, finding each other unbearable, he could vaguely sense that Han Luo wished Bai Xi well.
Whether this "well-being" stemmed from guilt or affection was unimportant.
Bai Han, his thoughts guessed correctly, was not pleased. He said faintly, "I do have another way?"
At these words, Han Mo was slightly startled, a flicker of joy in his eyes, but it quickly vanished, "The price is very high, isn't it?"
"Good or bad, you can judge for yourself."
Bai Han knitted his brows and faintly stated his so-called method.
"Little Xi needs blood. Soon, she will turn into a blood-drinking monster. Your blood will no longer be enough for her. After her entire body is drained of blood, she will continue to feed on others. Each time after feeding, she will regain her sanity for a period, completely forgetting what happened before.
So, as long as you find enough people to sacrifice, allowing Little Xi to have enough blood to drink daily, the two of you can still be together for a long time, even grow old together."
Han Mo frowned, remaining silent.
Bai Han said faintly, "There are always countless insignificant lives in this world. Little Xi's life won't be very long, even if she lives to a hundred years old."
Han Mo said faintly, "She is dedicated to protecting Hua Guo and would not want innocent people to die by her hand."
Bai Han laughed, "Then forget Hua Guo. Hua Guo is not the only place in this world. This world is not short of foolish and greedy people."
Han Mo's brow furrowed even tighter, his eyes filled with a cold light, "Han Luo, you are still the same as before, willing to resort to any means to achieve your goals!"
Bai Han gave a self-mocking smile, "Ha, you're right. I am me, I am still me. But so what? As long as you agree, and are willing to stay by Little Xi's side, care for her, and love her, that's all that matters. I can help bring people over, and even help you dispose of the bodies properly..."
In his previous life, he was the illegitimate youngest son of the Han family. If not for his ability to predict the future, his father wouldn't have even agreed to send him to the Bai family.
In his father's eyes, he was merely a pawn, a pawn who could get his hands dirty, bear responsibility for the Han family, for Han Mo, for his father, and shoulder all the filth and slander.
It was his father who wanted to destroy the Bai family, but it was he who bore the brunt of the slander.
Actually, though he had used all sorts of dirty tricks to make Bai Xi let down her guard, to make her willingly marry him in that past life, he had truly loved her.
She was like a beam of sunlight that illuminated his dirty, dark life.
But she was attracted to another beam of light, their hearts beating in unison, and he couldn't accept it!
So he secretly did many things to damage their relationship, causing them to misunderstand and suspect each other, ultimately leading her to choose him.
He had wanted to cherish this hard-won love, but he hadn't expected that the marriage he had so carefully sought was itself a conspiracy. When he learned of his father's plan set on his wedding day, he had almost broken down and wanted to protest loudly.
But all he received was a slap and endless humiliation.
In the end, he compromised.
However, in his heart, he secretly made another plan, a plan that involved no one else but Bai Xi.
To him, others were unimportant, but if it was Bai Xi's life, he was willing to trade his own. Sadly, none of it was completed.
Bai Xi still died before his eyes.
He owed Bai Xi, and he wanted to repay it. Those hundreds of souls occasionally demanded their lives from him in the dead of night.
Letting Little Xi be with the person she loved forever could be considered compensation for the poisoning he personally administered, rendering the Bai family powerless, and their eventual death under the Han family's cavalry.
Broken kinship...
Lost love...
And a life extinguished at a young age.
"This is the best method I could think of. With the company of her family and lover, she will live the rest of her life forever happy and joyful."