My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Chapter 355 Forgiveness

night.

In Hisuhito's mansion.

Hui and Yujin had dinner as usual, but unlike usual, the meal was now shared by three people.

The third person is Hisahito's four-year-old son, Hirohito.

Hirohito seemed to really like Hui, and he kept pestering her, which made Hui very uncomfortable during the meal.

However, Hui took the opportunity to tell Yujin that she wanted to go home.

Perhaps it was the maternal love that Hui showed to Hirohito that touched him, and he agreed to let Hui go back for a day the next day.

After dinner, Hui took the opportunity of taking a shower and washing up to get rid of that brat Yu Ren, and then went back to her room alone.

It wasn't that Hui disliked children, but the thought that this child was the son of that scumbag Yu-jin, the offspring of her nominal fiancé's unknown number of women, made Hui feel disgusted.

Hui lay quietly in bed, reflecting on the events of the day. Her heart grew colder and colder. What Nagayama Yasushi and Yujin did did not cause her much harm, but it was extremely humiliating.

"Indeed, it's better to have no love... or better yet, it's better to have everything destroyed."

Hui murmured to herself, deciding that she would never fall in love with anyone else again.

"That's good. A towering cliff stands firm because it is free from desires!"

As Hui muttered to herself, she placed her slender, fair hand on her chest and gripped the necklace that Kōta had given her, tightening her grip more and more.

Even after Hui and Kouta broke up, she still wore this necklace, and never even took it off when she took a bath.

As Hui's strength increased, the silver necklace began to wail in pain, its already heavy chains straining against the weight and on the verge of collapsing...

Throwing away this necklace is like abandoning all the pain that followed, which should have been a happy thing.

But... for some reason, Hui suddenly felt a little sad.

rustle……

Suddenly, a faint sound rang out.

Hui didn't think much of it, assuming it was Yujin who had come in. However, she immediately realized that she had locked the door, so why hadn't she heard a knock?

And where did that faint smell of alcohol come from?

"Who?"

Hui turned over and looked in the direction the sound came from.

Then they noticed a strange, disheveled... beggar who had appeared in the middle of the house sometime during the night?!

"you……"

Hui was about to question him, but she stopped herself immediately because she saw that the beggar with a beard, messy hair and a slovenly face was none other than Kouta, whom she hadn't seen in a long time!

Kouta was wearing a dirty coat and trousers. His messy hair hadn't been washed in ages and emitted a faint stench. His sunken eyes showed how badly he slept. His beard had grown quite long, and his dry lips were pale and colorless. His once ruddy complexion had been replaced by a deathly pallor. His skin was dull and lifeless, as if covered with a layer of gray. Moreover, the strong smell of alcohol on him could be smelled from a distance, and it was quite pungent.

Looking at Kouta like this, Hui's previously extinguished tenderness was awakened.

She couldn't understand what had turned the once spirited Kouta into the person he was now.

Shouldn't he be enjoying a happy life with that senior girl right now?

Why did it turn out like this?

What exactly defeated this once arrogant man?

Especially when you look at Kouta's sunken eyes, those lifeless, desperate, and empty eyes.

For some reason, Hui suddenly felt like crying.

At this moment, Hui Cai suddenly realized that she would rather watch Geng Tai and other women being affectionate and sweet than see him become like this.

"How...why...did you do this?" Hui asked blankly.

Kouta slowly raised his eyes, a tenderness rising in his empty, lifeless gaze as he stared straight at Kei, as if he wanted to etch Kei's image into his heart forever.

He forced an awkward smile and said in a hoarse voice, "Hui, I've come to see you one last time."

"What..." Hui was puzzled.

Kouta had already stretched out his hand into a claw and placed it flat in front of his chest. Then, he suddenly exerted force with his arm, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.

puff! !

With a muffled thud, the claw pierced directly into his own heart.

In an instant, bright red blood splattered, and several drops even landed on Hui's forehead a few meters away.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, but Hui, feeling the warm liquid on her forehead, paid no heed to it.

"Why...?" Hui was stunned.

Kouta seemed oblivious to pain, smiling happily. "Hui, I've thought about this for a long time these past few days, and I think you're right. A person dies without a heart, but without you... I'm just living a life worse than death, with no feeling of being alive at all, so—"

As Kouta spoke, his hand, which had been submerged in his chest cavity, suddenly exerted force, and with a "plop!!" sound, a bloody thing was pulled out. At the same time, blood spurted out in gushes, quickly staining his dirty clothes and pants, and pooling into a large puddle on the ground.

Surprisingly, a blissful smile appeared on Kouta's haggard and disheveled face.

Hui could no longer hold back; tears welled up uncontrollably and quickly blurred her vision.

"No...no more...Hui doesn't want it anymore...please...don't move...Hui forgives you...Hui is yours...please don't move...please don't die..."

Hui wept uncontrollably, but the hatred she felt for Gengtai vanished in an instant.

She knew that Kouta was already a demi-human and wouldn't die.

but!

What if?

What if the demi-human's abilities are not successfully transplanted?

What if this world is different from the world of demi-humans, and people cannot be resurrected after death?

What if... the resurrection fails?

just in case……

In that instant, Hui's heart was filled with the thought of "what if," and she felt endless regret for making things so difficult for Gengtai.

Tears streamed down her face as she frantically tried to shove the blood-soaked object into Kouta's chest, her voice choked with sobs as she repeated, "Please... don't die... don't die... don't move..."

Kouta looked at the tears streaming down her face.

Although his muscles trembled uncontrollably from the excruciating pain in his chest, he had never felt so happy. The joy of regaining what he had lost, the forgiveness he had finally received, and the fact that Hui still loved him—at this moment, he felt that he could die without regrets!

“Hui, you’ve finally forgiven me. I’m so happy. I’ve never been so happy in my life. From now on, you have to take good care of yourself.”

"No, you won't die. Without you, Hui can't take care of herself. You won't die, you won't die..." Hui said over and over again, as if such repetition could ease her anxiety.

Kouta found it somewhat amusing, and with the last bit of strength in his body, he raised his other clean hand and gently stroked Hui's little head.

"Silly girl, I know my own situation. Forget about me from now on. Be strong when you're alone. Don't cry so easily. As for that prince, I don't know him, but I think he loves you just as much as I do, so..."

Kouta's voice grew softer and softer...

"No! I only love you! Hui belongs only to you, Hui..."

Hui's voice stopped abruptly because Kouta's body suddenly seemed to lose its support and began to fall. Although he didn't fall directly to the ground because Hui was holding him, Hui had already realized that Kouta was dead!

Kouta's powerful body, cleansed by true qi, has already reached its limit in sustaining itself for so long after losing its heart.

At this time,

Hui gently placed Kouta's "corpse" on the ground, while setting aside the bright red lump of flesh, because she remembered that when a demi-human is resurrected, the lost organs are directly restored.

However, all of this is predicated on the ability to be resurrected!

Hui knelt beside Kōta's "corpse," waiting quietly. Time seemed to pass exceptionally slowly; every millimeter was an ordeal for Hui, like being in purgatory.

Hui had stopped crying, her beautiful eyes, red from crying, staring unblinkingly at Kouta's "corpse," while the fingernails of her hands had dug deep into her skin, and as time went on, the more she tried, the deeper they dug, until they were visibly bleeding.

In a short while,

It actually only took less than five seconds.

Black particles began to sizzle and hiss around Kouta's corpse, especially densely packed around the bloody hole in his chest.

Soon, Kouta's chest was completely healed.

"Wow—" Kouta suddenly sat up.

Hui then suddenly threw herself into Kouta's arms...

Chapter 356 Elopement

Geng Tai looked around blankly.

I'm a little confused. Is this what hell is like?

But before he could react, a soft, delicate body embraced him.

That familiar, refreshing fragrance made Kouta recognize Hui immediately.

He looked down at Hui, who was sobbing softly in his blood-stained arms, and then glanced at the bloody heart beside him. For a moment, he was stunned.

'What's going on? Aren't I dead? I should be dead, after all, my heart is on the ground right next to me. Have I become a ghost? No, that's not right, if I were a ghost, how could I feel Hui hugging me?'

"Hui, Hui'er, let go first." Kouta gently patted Hui with his still relatively clean hand. He wanted to figure out what had happened to him, but Hui was blocking his chest, so he couldn't see what was going on there.

"I won't let go, I'd rather die than let go!" Hui hugged Kōta tightly, burying her head in his arms, and said in a muffled voice.

Even though her nose was filled with the pungent smell of blood and the unpleasant odor of not having bathed for a long time, Hui did not feel nauseous at all. Instead, she felt that this was the smell of Kouta's life, and she inhaled it without hesitation, remembering the smell firmly.

"Hui, be good, I won't leave. I just want to see the wound on my chest."

"Wound, has the wound not healed properly?!" Upon hearing about the wound, Hui immediately released Kouta and looked at his chest with concern.

It was perfectly intact, with no problems whatsoever. Hui even carefully pressed it gently with her palm.

While pressing down, she opened her beautiful, red eyes and gazed at Kouta with concern: "Does it hurt?"

"Hui, stop for a second, it itches!" Kouta was unbearably itchy from Hui's movements.