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Hearing Xiao Juan's call, Grandma Jiang quickly rushed in from the yard and arrived at Xiao Juan's bedside, looking at her with a shocked expression. "My dear granddaughter, what did you say?"
Xiao Juan had changed so much that it seemed as if her soul had been shattered. Grandma Jiang certainly did not dare to distance herself, so she heard Xiao Juan's words clearly.
Her gaze towards Xiao Juan was filled with both pain and confusion.
In her eyes, the reason Xiao Juan was like this was likely due to the unbearable blow she had suffered, still clinging to a fantasy while hoping that Lin Hao was not dead—a fact that could bring her granddaughter back to happiness.
At that moment, Xiao Juan appeared extremely agitated. She sat up in bed, eager to jump out as she met Grandma Jiang's gaze and said urgently, "Grandma, Lin Hao—it's Lin Hao! He’s not dead!"
Grandma Jiang froze again, but she quickly grasped Xiao Juan's shoulders to steady her. "You... you really mean he’s not dead?"
"Yes, Grandma! Lin Hao is really alive." Xiao Juan nodded deeply, her eyes filled with excitement and tears.
Those were tears of joy and excitement, as if the person who had died was herself coming back to life, rather than Lin Hao.
Grandma Jiang was taken aback once more. She looked at Xiao Juan without doubt because she could see from Xiao Juan's eyes that she was very clear-headed.
This was not an illusion born from unbearable heartache.
Taking a deep breath to calm her emotions, Grandma Jiang gently reassured Xiao Juan. "My dear granddaughter, don’t be too excited. First tell me why you are so sure that Lin Hao is alive."
"Okay."
Xiao Juan nodded, wiping away the tears from her eyes. Taking another deep breath, she finally managed to say with a slight tremor in her voice, "Two-Headed Centipede."
"Two-Headed Centipede?"
Grandma Jiang furrowed her brow and pondered for a moment before understanding. However, her expression suddenly turned grim as she looked at Xiao Juan. "Are you saying you sensed something unusual?"
The Two-Headed Centipede was the Gu Worm that Grandma Jiang had placed within Lin Hao's body, and there was also one inside Xiao Juan. Besides the intoxicating poison of the Datura Flower, these two centipedes were the key.
It was as if there was a connection between Xiao Juan and Lin Hao that made them inseparable, their love growing ever stronger.
It was at Lin Hao's home that the next day, when Xiao Juan and Grandma Jiang were about to leave together, Lin Hao suddenly rushed out, desperately trying to keep Xiao Juan from leaving. The reason for his erratic behavior became clear.
Since the Gu Worm had been placed by Grandma Jiang, she understood its nature well.
Under normal circumstances, a Gu Worm would remain inactive within a person's body, undetectable and coexisting until the person died, at which point the Gu Worm would naturally perish.
However, there was one crucial detail: if someone forcibly expelled the Gu Worm from one person's body, the other party would inevitably sense it.
This was why Grandma Jiang's expression turned so grave.
For a moment, her gaze toward Xiao Juan was filled with complexity.
Seeing this, Xiao Juan froze and asked, "Grandma, what's wrong? Do you not believe what I said?"
Grandma Jiang sighed, unsure of how to respond. After a long pause, she finally shook her head and said, "Of course I believe you. Lin Hao is indeed very likely alive, but..."
"But what?"
Grandma Jiang hesitated, leaving Xiao Juan puzzled. Her brows furrowed tightly as she questioned, "Grandma, but what?"
"But... but..."
Grandma Jiang repeated herself, clenching her teeth. The more expectant Xiao Juan's gaze became, the harder it was for her to speak.
Ultimately, from Grandma Jiang's expression, Xiao Juan sensed an ominous premonition and asked softly, "Is Lin Hao going to be in trouble again?"
"Alas..."
Grandma Jiang sighed helplessly and nodded.
This made Xiao Juan feel as if she had gone mad. She tightly embraced Grandma Jiang, trembling all over as she repeatedly asked for the reason.
Grandma Jiang initially felt reluctant but understood that given Xiao Juan's current state, it would be impossible not to reveal the truth.
"I can only helplessly say, 'Life and the Gu are intertwined. Once the Two-Headed Centipede Gu is placed, it cannot be removed before the person dies. The moment it leaves the body, the Gu Worm will surely cause death, and the person affected will naturally perish as well.'"
"This means that although Lin Hao is not dead yet, he is very likely to die," Xiao Juan understood before Grandma Jiang could finish her sentence. She immediately released Grandma Jiang's hand, her face pale, tears streaming down uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Grandma Jiang felt a pang of heartache but still nodded deeply, sighing, "It's all fate. What is meant to happen will happen; what is not meant to be cannot be forced. My dear granddaughter, you should forget about him."
"No, Grandma, this isn't fate; I harmed him. It's all my fault."
But Xiao Juan did not see it that way. She cried even harder, overwhelmed with grief. Between sobs, she screamed, "It's all my fault! I made you use the Gu on him, and that's why he has become like this! It's my fault! The one who deserves to die is me, not him! Please, Grandma, save him! I beg you to save him!"
At that moment, Xiao Juan appeared utterly helpless, and Grandma Jiang seemed to be her only hope. She trembled as she grasped Grandma Jiang's hand tightly, her face filled with desperation as she repeated those three words.
"Save him."
Tears glistened in Grandma Jiang's old eyes as well.
After a moment of hesitation, she ultimately shook her head resolutely. Xiao Juan was her only granddaughter, a treasure beyond measure; no matter what happened, she would never allow Xiao Juan to face even the slightest danger.
Let alone something that could potentially cost her life.
Yet that brief moment of hesitation and pause made Xiao Juan feel as if she had grasped a lifeline.
Filled with hope, she looked at Grandma Jiang shaking her head and felt a wave of disappointment wash over her.
The highs and lows left her trembling all over, nearly causing her to faint again.
Once she steadied herself, she looked at Grandma Jiang and kept shaking her head while murmuring, "No, no! Grandma, you must have a way to save Lin Hao! Tell me! Please tell me how to save him!"
She pleaded repeatedly, sounding almost frantic in her desperation.
But Grandma Jiang's response remained unchanged. She shook her head again and said firmly, "Xiao Juan, Grandma really can't save him. Once the Gu Worm leaves the body, death is inevitable. Even a great deity would have no way to intervene; let alone me."
"He won't die! I know you have a way! You must have!"
But Xiao Juan seemed oblivious, repeatedly pleading, tears streaming down her face, soaking her clothes and the bedding.
Grandma Jiang sighed and comforted her, "Though the splashes of water may rise high, they eventually fall. A heart, no matter how fervent, will eventually cool; Xiao Juan, you are just unable to bear it right now. Perhaps in time, you will forget. Everything will start anew. Why must you torment yourself and me like this?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Juan slowly loosened her grip on Grandma Jiang's hand, her face ashen.
"Xiao Juan, what are you planning to do?" Grandma Jiang was taken aback.
Xiao Juan raised her head slightly, looking at Grandma Jiang. Though tears continued to flow uncontrollably down her cheeks, her expression was resolute.
She bit her lip hard enough to draw blood and spoke each word with determination, "Fine, since you refuse to save him, I will not insist any longer. But Lin Hao died because of me. If he dies, then Xiao Juan will find it hard to live on. Even if I survive, it would be like being a walking dead—there would be no reason to cling to life. I will follow him into death. At that time, please take good care of yourself and enjoy your old age in peace."
After saying this, Xiao Juan knelt on the bed and deeply bowed three times to Grandma Jiang.
Her words sounded like a final farewell; it was clear she had prepared herself for death and had no thoughts of living on.
This left Grandma Jiang in tears, both heartbroken and helpless as she said, "My granddaughter, what do you want me to do? It's not that I have a heart of stone; it's just that how can I sacrifice my own granddaughter to save an outsider? How could I bear to do that? Wouldn't that be equivalent to burying my own granddaughter alive?"
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