Chapter 471: Do You Really Like Me
Translator: _Min_ |
Feng Xiao chuckled lightly, but in the next instant, her smile vanished as she turned to Song Ling with a calm voice, “Do you like Gu Dai?”
Song Ling was taken aback.
Feng Xiao continued, “Having lived for quite some time, it’s normal for me to discern someone’s thoughts. Since you like Gu Dai, and Gu Dai happens to be my disciple, would you not be willing to assist her master in testing a medicine?”
Song Ling lowered her gaze, speaking softly, “It’s not that I like Gu Dai; I love her.”
Gu Dai’s lips twitched, and she quickly averted her gaze from Song Ling, resting it on Su Ting’s handsome face, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
After a moment of silence, Feng Xiao stated, “Since it’s love, then take this medicine.”
Song Ling looked at the medicine box and after a long pause, inquired, “Does this medicine contain poison?”
Zhao Xuan, who stood at the doorway without entering, could hear the conversation inside. Upon hearing Song Ling’s words, he felt a darkness before his eyes, thinking if he were Gu Dai’s master, he would surely deduct points from Song Ling in his heart.
Gu Dai took the box containing the medicine and set it aside, “Master, please don’t trouble Song Ling anymore, give him the medicine.”
She didn’t want to hear Song Ling’s nauseating words anymore or see him; all she wished for was him to leave the mountain.
Unaware of Gu Dai’s thoughts, Feng Xiao shook her head in refusal, “My medicine isn’t so easily obtained. If you’re unwilling to test the medicine, then go down the mountain and carry up 20 buckets of water.”
After saying this, she added, “You cannot use a vehicle to transport them, nor can you ask for help. You must carry them up one by one yourself.”
Song Ling, relieved he didn’t have to take the medicine, replied, “Alright.”
Feng Xiao scoffed, “Start now.”
Instead of leaving, Song Ling turned to Gu Dai, saying, “I’m not very familiar with this place; could you teach me what to do?”
Gu Dai nodded, “Yes.”
She led Song Ling out, but halfway, he stopped.
Song Ling, with a heavy gaze, looked at Gu Dai, “Do you really not like me anymore?”
Gu Dai, finding no interest, yawned lazily, “Yes, I truly don’t like you.”
Song Ling’s face turned pale.
Gu Dai went on, “Whenever I recall the events of the past three years, I can sense the emotions from then, but I can’t fully immerse myself in them. Compared to that, I feel more like an outsider watching a movie.”
A thought flashed through Song Ling’s mind, but he was unwilling to believe it.
Gu Dai, “Yes, just as I said, I don’t like you at all now. The one who liked you was Gu Dai with amnesia, and she’s gone now.”
Song Ling staggered, nearly falling, “You used to like me, and you will like me again. You said I didn’t take care of you, but I’ve been learning these past few days. I’m changing!”
Gu Dai simply responded, “Oh.”
Song Ling hastily added, “When I took care of Jiang Yue, it was because I was deceived by her. If I had known she wasn’t my lifesaver, I definitely wouldn’t have done anything to hurt you, you…”
Gu Dai cut him off, “So, if your real lifesaver asked you to hurt me, you would still do it, right?”
Song Ling shook his head, wanting to say no.
Gu Dai didn’t wait for Song Ling to speak, preempting, “Your actions show you don’t love me that much, so you can leave now. Just walk two more steps, and you’ll find the buckets. As for where to fetch water, someone will tell you once you descend the mountain.”
When Song Ling came back to his senses, all he saw was Gu Dai’s retreating figure.
Gu Dai’s words left him bewildered. Would he hurt Gu Dai if the person that saved him asked him to?
Did he truly love Gu Dai?
Zhao Xuan, seeing Song Ling standing there dazed, approached him quietly, “President Song, it’s getting dark. Shall we go home and come back tomorrow to carry water?”
Song Ling glared at Zhao Xuan, then looking at the sky, said, “You’re carrying water with me.”
Zhao Xuan, thinking of the ascent and descent, felt his legs trembling, quickly said, “President Song, Doctor Feng mentioned only the buckets you carry count, I…”
Song Ling, “We’ll carry 40 buckets up then.”
Zhao Xuan:…
After Gu Dai returned, she saw Xu Huan standing at the doorway.
Xu Huan’s eyes lit up upon seeing Gu Dai, pulled her to the side and told her, “Daidai, Song Ling is not a good man. You must not like him..”
