Chapter 114: Chapter 114 What is Love_1
The girl held a long whip in her hand, black as ink, the tip of it ending in a cold white fang. This whip seemed to have some magical force that exerted an irresistible pressure on Meng Jia.
Meng Jia involuntarily retreated a couple of steps, a hint of madness appearing in her eyes as she looked at Qin Sisi.
Qin Sisi didn’t mind, calmly and clearly stating, "You believe that Su Qing and Yi Han stole Chen Nuo’s love, so you’re jealous of them. You even went so far as to plot their deaths."
At these words, both Lin Xiaoyu and Chen Nuo were greatly shocked.
Even though Lin Xiaoyu harbored some doubts about the deaths of Su Qing and Yi Han, he would never have imagined it was Meng Jia’s doing.
For Chen Nuo, Qin Sisi’s words were like a bolt from the blue. How could the woman he deeply loved, so demure and adorable, so fresh and playful, possibly be the murderer of his last two girlfriends?
In the face of Qin Sisi’s questioning, Meng Jia’s expression remained constant as she coldly responded, "That’s none of your business."
Chen Nuo stepped behind Meng Jia, his voice trembling as he said, "If it doesn’t concern her, does it concern me?"
Meng Jia’s body trembled slightly. She slowly turned to face Chen Nuo. She didn’t say anything, but Chen Nuo could see the resentment in her eyes.
Chen Nuo gripped Meng Jia’s shoulders and said earnestly, "Tell me it wasn’t you. You’re not that kind of person."
Meng Jia’s face hardened and she forcefully pushed Chen Nuo away, saying harshly, "You’re wrong. I did it. I did it all. I hated them. I hated that they could linger by your side, share intimate moments with you, sleep on the same bed as you. I never left. I was always there, but you just couldn’t see me. Why? Why?"
Chen Nuo stood there dumbfounded, looking at Meng Jia as if he had lost his mind.
Meng Jia grabbed Chen Nuo’s collar and shrieked, "I didn’t want this! I kept telling myself that I was dead and that you deserved new happiness. But when I saw you two on the same bed, I couldn’t bear it. Did you know that I stood by the bed every time you were intimate with them? Do you know how bitter and painful that was? Why? Why did you do this to me?"
Chen Nuo looked at the teary Meng Jia, his eyes flickering. He recalled that Su Qing died in an accident the day after they were intimate for the first time, and Yi Han had an accident thē morning after their weekend together.
Chen Nuo began to tremble, he grabbed Meng Jia’s shoulders once more and said painfully, "Yes, it’s my fault. I betrayed our love. But it was me who was wrong. You should hate me, kill me instead. Why did you have to kill them? They were innocent."
Meng Jia’s crying while shaking her head and replied: "I can’t do it, I love you, I couldn’t bring myself to hurt you."
Chen Nuo looked stupefied, stepping backward slowly, murmuring, "It wasn’t your fault. The one who killed them was me. It’s all my fault. I wronged all of you. I should just give my life to you."
After saying this, Chen Nuo suddenly turned and ran toward the balcony.
Lin Xiaoyu, reacting quickly, grabbed Chen Nuo from behind. They were six floors up, falling would surely mean death.
However, Chen Nuo struggled as if he had gone mad. He wanted to die, to end it all. His sweet memories were shattered, his hopes for the future burst, his despair for love, guilt towards the three women, they all utterly crushed him.
Chen Nuo was stronger and taller; he struggled so furiously that Lin Xiaoyu was gradually losing control.
Qin Sisi took a few hurried steps forward, but felt somewhat powerless. Hand-to-hand combat wasn’t something she had ever experienced before.
Just then, Meng Jia ran up in front of Chen Nuo and tightly hugged him, crying out, "Chen Nuo, please don’t do this, I love you, I truly do."
Upon hearing Meng Jia’s heartfelt confession, Chen Nuo hesitated for a moment. He slowly raised his arms, as if wanting to embrace Meng Jia, but after a while, his arms fell limply down.
One was crying endlessly, the other stunned in disbelief, their once profound love was slowly collapsing amidst the sounds of weeping.
Qin Sisi felt a complex mix of emotions. She took a deep breath and moved closer, saying, "Meng Jia, how about we make a deal?"
Meng Jia lifted her head, her glance filled with uncertainty. She felt conflicted about Qin Sisi.
On one hand, she appreciated that Qin Sisi had enabled her to materialise and meet Chen Nuo again. On the other hand, Qin Sisi was the one who let Chen Nuo know that it was her who had killed Su Qing and Yi Han, for which she harbored resentment.
"What deal?" Meng Jia responded coldly.
Unfazed by her attitude, Qin Sisi continued calmly, "Offer me your soul power, and I will grant you one wish."
Meng Jia’s eyes sparkled, "A wish? Any wish? Can I stay with Chen Nuo? Can I do that?"
After what she had just witnessed, Meng Jia realised that Qin Sisi was no ordinary person. It seemed possible that she could help her, which made her heart surge with hope.
Qin Sisi shook her head, "You’re already dead, I can’t bring you back to life. Furthermore, after you surrender your soul power, your spirit will disperse temporarily. It will take many years for your soul to reassemble."
Meng Jia felt disappointed and said coldly, "If you can’t do anything, why would I give my soul power to you?"
Qin Sisi replied calmly, "We may not be able to be together in this life, but there’s always the next. I can make sure you two meet again in your next lives."
Meng Jia was silent for a moment. The journey of love is challenging for both the living and the dead. Revival was near impossible. In that case, meeting again in their next lives seemed to be the best outcome.
After considering it, Meng Jia hugged the stupefied Chen Nuo and said lovingly, "Chen Nuo, since we can’t grow old together in this life, let’s meet again in the next. Ok?"
Chen Nuo lowered his head and looked into her familiar and affectionate eyes. After a long silence, he finally shook his head and said hoarsely, "Meng Jia, I thought love was a beautiful thing. Now, I realize it’s painful, despairing, selfish, and dark. If there really is a next life, I hope we don’t meet again."
Like a heavy punch to her heart, Meng Jia reeled back, her eyes wide in disbelief, "What are you saying? You don’t want me?"
Chen Nuo looked blankly at Meng Jia, tears rolling down his swollen eyes and into his shirt, disappearing without a trace.
Qin Sisi also felt a lump in her throat. Real men do not cry easily, only when deeply hurt.
