Seven Unfortunate Lifetimes (Love You Seven Times)

Chapter 34

I said, “If that’s so, you can just pretend you didn’t clean the office, so you didn’t see anything.”

The magistrate gave me a look. Cowed, I sat up again and began to work, but the fact of the matter was that neither I nor Yanwang were the type to do desk work.

I had worked for less than seven days, but I was already growing restless. It was really hard to concentrate. I was beginning to understand why Yanwang would have that ecstatic kind of look on his face whenever he saw Chu Kong and I come down to the Netherworld. He would only expose such an elated expression because life in the Netherworld was really just too boring. It was difficult to find something fun around here…

I climbed onto Yanwang’s desk. There was a hard container blocking my face. I curiously removed the hard thing. Inside it was a mirror. This mirror felt a little familiar. I asked the the magistrate: “What is this?”

The magistrate’s gaze swept over me.

“The mirror of the past. You have to work.”

I ignored the other half of what he said and asked, “What do you use it for?”

“To see the past life of the one whom your heart wants to see. I said you have to work!”

I nodded and ignored the other half of what he said again. Then I looked into the mirror, eyes wide open. I suddenly remembered...didn’t Yanwang use this thing to let me see Lu Hai Kong? At the time, I didn’t have the heart to watch. Now…I still couldn’t bear to watch.

Even filled with reluctance as I was, the mirror reacted. It began to quake, and finally, within its reflection I saw a familiar face. It was General Kong. He was wearing heavy armor, riding a warhorse. The aura he was emitting matched well with the position of a general. I actually couldn’t believe that the man I saw in the mirror was the same prideful and foul-mouthed Chu Kong.

So, when I couldn’t watch him, Chu Kong could also have this expression. He looked like Lu Hai Kong, who was burdened with hatred but still had a soft heart…

At least, this was what I saw.

“Kill!”

He raised the long sword and charged straight ahead. The noise of the battlefield and the numerous people screaming echoed in my ears. His murderous aura seemed to flow right through the mirror, and I shuddered at the feeling. I put the mirror down. I didn’t want to keep watching.

Unexpectedly, over the next few days, I bunkered down and focused with a serious heart. I repeatedly crossed and stamped, performing my duties without interruption.

Maybe my focus wasn’t actually attributed to a serious heart, but an absent-minded one.

One day, I hesitated to stamp, the seal in my hand hovering above the paper. I asked the magistrate: “Say...does Chu Kong still remember the details of Lu Hai Kong from that lifetime?”

The magistrate glanced at me. “Do you still remember the lifetime when you drank the Soup of Oblivion?”

I nodded.

The magistrate humphed coldly. “Then isn’t it solved?”

“But…I mean.”

I struggled to parse my thoughts into a language. “Do the feelings of that lifetime also stay?”

In my opinion what silly Xiang left for me from that lifetime was only two things: reliance on Chu Kong, and an inexplicable trust in him.

Well, the silly Xiang from that lifetime was entrusted to an immortal. Chu Kong still had his memories. It would’ve been sillier if she hadn’t trusted him.