episode_0002
by fnovelpiaZzzz.
Late at night, when only the sound of crickets drifts through the wooden bars.
It’s well past midnight, close to dawn, and a man and a woman are lying in bed together, sharing a blanket.
The white-haired woman is breathing heavily with her head buried in the man’s arms, while the black-haired young man is holding the woman in his arms and fondling the red, not-quite-wounds covering his neck and collarbone with his other arm.
“…….”
That young man is me.
If it’s a hundred, every man would be jealous.
They say that a beautiful woman looks beautiful even when she’s sleeping, and that’s probably what they’re talking about here.
The most beautiful woman in the world, Murong Seol.
The daughter of the world’s greatest man was also the most beautiful in the world, so it was not surprising that many women envied her beauty.
okay.
It wouldn’t be strange to accept it.
That is, I am not jealous now.
why?
‘No matter how evil a woman she is, few people would be jealous of a woman who dies of arrhythmia before reaching adulthood.’
Because they are not enemies.
Beauty itself is enviable, but what good is it if you die shortly after becoming an adult?
Marriage and childbirth.
If he is a handsome man with a good body and an outstanding family or clan, he will make love, have children, and be widowed during the most beautiful time for a woman.
But what if you die without even having a chance to have a child?
-I can only feel pity for a woman suffering from varicose veins.
In the various sects and schools of the Central Plains martial arts world, one cannot expect the ‘role of a woman’ that they most ideally desire.
If arrhythmia had guaranteed a lifespan of forty, or even thirty, women would have been jealous, saying, “She’s going to die anyway.”
She will lose the excellent man she was meant to marry because of a dozen or so years, and after that, the middle-aged man will take a younger woman as his second wife.
In that sense, many women will mourn Murong Xue’s death in the future and sigh in relief later.
Because I didn’t steal the heart of the handsome man I was going to marry.
That’s the kind of woman she is.
She is the woman that many men thought, ‘If only she weren’t so sly.’
The fact that his father was the best in the world may have been an attempt to push forward with the youthful spirit and take up the recruitment theory.
That’s what is called arrhythmia.
It is a serious, incurable and fatal disease that has caused even handsome men to give up on the most beautiful woman in the world just because of her glaucoma.
okay.
This is what I have learned and studied about pulse oximetry.
If you ask why I think about varicose veins in the presence of such a beautiful woman, it is because the common sense I have had until now is collapsing in real time.
“Ugh….”
Makes a slight groaning sound.
Even though he seems to be whining, he digs into my arms and presses his body against mine.
“……..”
Thanks to that, the edge of the blanket, which had already been slightly lifted and was above my ankles, was now threatening to be swept up to my knees.
Have to endure it.
Now, I must use all my medical knowledge to check the condition of Mo Yong-seol.
Stasis is a disease caused by excessive yin energy.
The more severe the disease, the more likely it is that body temperature will drop.
Sarak.
He gently grabs her shoulder with the hand that holds the theory of recruitment.
Even though it is far from the heart, it is not so far that you cannot feel the cold air characteristic of the Gu-eum-jeol-maek.
It’s warm.
I feel a warmth that shouldn’t be there.
It’s not just because you’re under the blanket, but the heat of the person flowing under your skin flows through your hands.
Kuk.
Pull the other hand and grab Mo Yongseol’s wrist.
Her hand was already on my chest, so it was enough to feel my pulse without breaking Mo Yongseol’s grip.
Thump, thump, thump.
My heartbeat? I wish so.
I wish I was going crazy right now because of the warmth of that woman against my armpits and waist.
But I know.
This normal pulse, the heart beating at a leisurely but steady beat, is that of the Mo Yong-seol.
“…It’s an occupational disease.”
Mo Yongseol slowly opened his mouth.
“You need to get examined as soon as you wake up?”
Her eyes were still closed, but her voice was slowly coming back to life.
“Do you want to save me?”
“That’s it.”
“Shhh.”
Mo Yongseol placed his index finger on my lips.
“Don’t love me.”
Looking at me intently, Mo Yongseol spoke to me affectionately with sad eyes.
“I know that you have worked hard for me in many ways. Even when your master was murdered by that evil cult, you took care of me while holding the funeral.”
“Young lady. So-”
“Eight.”
Mo Yongseol covered my mouth with his hand.
“Stop it. If you keep doing that…I’ll start to waver too.”
The blue eyes characteristic of a woman with pericarditis sparkle with tears.
“I barely made up my mind to die, but you keep making me want to live.”
“Soj-”
“Yesterday too. No, even last night.”
Mo Yongseol pressed his body against mine and brought his face close to mine.
“…Do you know how sad it is that I can only do this good thing one last time?”
“So.”
“Forget it. You’ll never be able to do it again in your life. Unless you’re going to do it with a dead person, think of it as a one-night stand. That’s why you gave permission in the first place.”
“That.”
I took Mo Yongseol’s hand.
“Please, please…. If I say more, I really want to live….”
I grab Mo Yongseol’s slender wrist and try to pull it away from my mouth, but I can’t.
“I wanted to have no regrets before I die, but if I keep not wanting to die because of you, Congressman…! Before my father and the people get even more hurt because of that, I want to say goodbye to everyone with a smile…!”
She is the daughter of the best in the world, and the disease of the nine-year-old yin is caused by ‘excessive’ yin energy.
“Please let me fall asleep thinking about this happiness. Or….”
Mo Yongseol glances outside.
“It’s almost dawn, so you should have enough time to eat. One last, one last time…”
Mo Yongseol avoids my gaze.
“Ah…. Thank goodness. It’s not just me. Hehehe….”
To be exact, he lowered his eyes to look under the blanket, smiled bashfully, and swept his hands from my chest to my stomach.
“Look. You’re being honest. Right? ”
“Young lady.”
“So-”
“Please.”
I grabbed Mo Yongseol’s chin to barely open my mouth.
“Ah…!”
Tears flow down my face.
“Yes. Lastly, please take care of me until the morning.”
At the same time, Murong Seol closes his eyes, slowly opens his mouth, and turns his head towards me.
“With this heart, I can die.”
Mo Yongseol closes his eyes and waits.
It looks like he has his eyes closed, but he opens them slightly and watches my movements.
Ssuk.
As I slowly approached Murong Xue, turning my head completely, only then did Murong Xue completely close his eyes.
“Young lady.”
“Yes….”
It is now.
“The palpitations are getting better.”
“……?”
I revealed the results of my pulse diagnosis at a distance where my nose was touching Mo Yongseol.
“We’ll have to check all of your blood vessels to know for sure, but your body seems to be ‘healthy’ now.”
“……Huh?”
“Well, I don’t know why it’s like this either.”
No matter how much I think about it, it seems like the impossible has happened.
“It seems like a miracle…happened.”
“Miracle.”
The symptoms of palpitations are disappearing.
“So, uh, that’s it, I…was better?”
“I guess so.”
“……Why?”
Mo Yongseol’s face, looking at me, is distorted.
“Between last night and now, all I did was spend the night with you, Congressman…?”
“That, that’s right. I’m also confused. How did this happen….”
“…Phew.”
Mo Yongseol closed his eyes and buried his face in my arms again, smiling as if he was crying somewhere.
“Dreams are so cruel. To trample on people’s hearts like this.”
“So, Miss. This isn’t a dream-”
“If it’s a dream, then you can do whatever you want, right?”
“No-”
I jumped up and tried to correct my mistake.
“Congressman. Whether it’s a dream or something else…even you can’t stand it.”
As Mo Yongseol said, I couldn’t suppress the male within me.
“If that were the case, you would have forced me out a long time ago.”
Mo Yongseol slowly lifted his body above me with his eyes curved like crescent moons, and overlapped my body with his.
“Before I wake up from this dream, I will feel that happiness one more time.”
“That-”
“Oh, really.”
Mo Yongseol grabbed my face with both hands.
“Can’t you even grant me a wish to do it one more time before I die?”
He brought his face close to mine and made me shut up.
“Because it’s a dream… If I can continue living and continue this happiness.”
Mo Yongseol laughed while shedding tears.
“I love you, Congressman.”
* * *
Even if you have a limited lifespan, you can’t say for sure ‘when you will die.’
Even those who die of old age and illness tend to gradually fall ill when signs of death appear, but the most common death is to close one’s eyes without breathing at some point.
Death is not something that occurs due to an accident, injury, or murder, but rather death that comes from an illness, the timing of which is unknown.
In that sense, the period of cerebral palsy can be inferred to some extent.
This is especially true in the case of ‘nine-syllable consonants’.
Most women who suffered from rheumatoid arthritis died shortly after reaching adulthood.
For most of them, it was not long after their ‘birthday’, and some women even died on their birthday.
How does this phenomenon occur?
-They say it’s a chronic disease that’s born from those who have learned martial arts.
It’s because of the martial arts.
If a baby born between a martial arts father and a martial arts mother is born to a female martial arts master with excessive ‘yin energy’, the baby will not be able to endure the mother’s yin energy.
In other words, they are born with a disease.
So we can infer.
When do people born with arrhythmia die?
That hair turns gray, or that the color of the eyes is influenced by the parents’ internal energy and becomes a completely different color than that of ordinary people.
They were born with an abundance of internal energy, but they did not know how to control that energy as well as their parents, so they ended up living with all kinds of pain from a young age.
Born as a woman, she has a clear time limit to die without experiencing many things.
There is no cure.
If there is someone who survived the Nine-Eight Severe Pulse, she will be the first person in the history of martial arts to overcome the Pulse Severe Pulse.
Since this is virtually impossible, those suffering from cerebral palsy must accept death calmly.
To die with as little pain as possible and with as much happiness as possible while living.
That is the fate that befell that woman.
okay.
He should have died like that.
“…….”
“Are you coming to your senses now?”
The morning sun rose and Murong Xue woke up.
No, I was already awake.
I was just intoxicated by the illusions and fantasies I had created for myself.
“……Congressman.”
Mo Yongseol covered his face with one hand.
“Why am I alive?”
She looked at me with a face full of confusion, yet flushed like a persimmon.
“Why is my face burning right now?”
“That’s because the blood flow is properly distributed throughout the body as the vasodilation is relieved.”
“Oh, then….”
“If the young lady’s varicose veins were cured by some miracle or something.”
One thing is clear.
“I’m dead.”
“Huh?”
I pointed beyond the door with my chin.
“There’s someone outside the door.”
“……Who are you?”
Mo Yongseol spoke with his voice as calm as possible.
Crackle.
I heard a crashing sound.
Considering the structure of the room, this is the sound of an iron doorknob crashing.
[why.]
“……!”
[Your voice is coming from the congressman’s room, daughter.]
The best in the world.
A martial arts hero who defeated the Demonic Cult’s Heavenly Demon with a single sword.
[Surely not now….]
“Ah, Dad!! I’m better! I have arrhythmia!!”
[?!?!?]
“I spent a night with the congressman and got arrhythmia-”
Dull.
Gyaaaah!
My lord!!
Go, serve the Lord!! Hurry up!!
On the morning of his daughter’s birthday, he fainted outside a member of parliament’s office.
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