Chapter 5 - Should I Just Let Him Die Like This? (2) (1/2)

Ch.5 Should I Just Let Him Die Like This? (2)

Did this person die? Zhou Xiaoxiao observed for a while behind the tree, then finally revealing herself and reaching out for the halter of the horse. If she rode the horse, it would be much faster.

Just as her hand reached the halter, a sound shot from behind and suddenly, a cold, sharp sword rested on her neck.

From the corner of her eyes, she saw a man standing behind her holding a shiny sword.

The sword was honed. Upon touching her skin, she felt a drop of blood dripped down her neck and onto her chest. Zhou Xiaoxiao’s whole body became stiff and fear engulfed her heart.

She was killed in her previous life by a sharp weapon and it was by a man. The terrifying memory of watching herself lying on the cold ground with her blood draining out of her body washed over her.

Her lips were shaking, and she begged in a trembling tone, “Don’t… don’t kill me…”

“It’s you?” A deep voice appeared from behind.

The cold sword on her neck disappeared.

Zhou Xiaoxiao turned around and saw the man whom she let loose from the beam earlier.

He was wearing the leather jacket that Zhou Xiaoxiao put on him before she left and was holding the sword that Zhou Xiaoxiao used to cut the rope wrapped around him. That sword almost chopped off her neck just now.

His left leg seemed unfit for walking; he could barely stand up even with the help of the scabbard. He pointed the sword to the ground and using it as a support to drag his broken leg, moved two steps and sat below a cedar tree along the road.

Zhou Xiaoxiao was a bit remorseful, as she acted so panicked just now. She should have acted more calmly, how could she be scared by a severely injured person?

Luckily, this person was ethical enough that he didn’t return her kindness with hatred. She patted her chest to calm her senses.

“You can go.” That person said softly, “Take the horse.”

Zhou Xiaoxiao was delighted and nodded. Nice person, this was a nice person, he sure knows to repay her kindness. She quickly got on the horse and urged the horse forward a few steps, until she remembered to turn and look behind.

She saw the person sitting under the huge cedar, his gaunt face as pale as snow with his eyebrows tightly clenched and his low drooping eyelashes looking like fans. His long and messy hair dragging on the ground along with his fur jacket.

Should she just let him die here?

I’ll take him some distance and let him ride the horse himself halfway.

Zhou Xiaoxiao urged the horse forward with a whip while contemplating inward.

This world was still heavily dependent on one’s appearance. If he didn’t have this handsome face, why would I do such a silly thing? A runaway with a burden, oh no, this is unfortunate. I have to leave him halfway.