I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today Chapter 688: Poisonous Chicken Soup

Chapter 688: Chapter 688: Poisonous Chicken Soup

Along tied a rope around himself, the other end secured to the deck. Equipped with a flashlight and a knife, he slowly slid off the boat.

Trying to make out the designs on the rusty ship hull was challenging enough, not to ntion that parts of the designs were subrged in the water.

Along was underwater for a long ti, with Pan Xiaoxin watching him from the railings.

Bai Youwei sat next to Mr. Chang during the long wait, wiping his body dry with a towel to keep him as dry as possible.

Several tis, Mr. Chang opened his eyes but said nothing, only watching them for a while before closing his eyes again, seemingly very tired.

Bai Youwei wiped Mr. Chang’s face, his arms, and his hands until she felt sothing hard…

Like a fingernail.

She gazed down at it in silence.

There, on the back of Mr. Chang’s hand, grew a layer of tiny… semi-transparent fish scales.

Pan Xiaoxin also noticed them and turned to Bai Youwei with reddened eyes, “Sister Weiwei…”

Without saying a word, Bai Youwei stared for a long ti, then released Mr. Chang’s hand to check on Asarina.

Asarina was also seriously injured, but for so reason, she didn’t display any abnormalities.

Asarina reflected for a mont, then told Bai Youwei, “Perhaps the sea water diluted the sticky fluid, so I’m okay.”

anwhile, Mr. Chang had been bitten by the rmaid while still on board.

Asarina, observing Bai Youwei’s expression, carefully said, “As you said, it’s not over yet. Only once we leave here, will the outco remain unknown.”

So don’t give up easily. Until the last mont, no one knows what the outco will be.

However, such pep talk, to Bai Youwei, was as tasteless as plain water.

After a mont of silence, she asked Asarina, “How did you… reconcile the fact that you had to hurt Aqing when he… was in trouble?”

Asarina was taken aback by her words.

Bai Youwei lowered her head, her hands gripping the moist skirt over her knees. In a low voice, she said, “I didn’t an anything by it, I was just wondering, if… if Mr. Chang can’t be saved, how should I…”

She couldn’t continue.

Asarina stared at her in silence, understanding her aning.

If Mr. Chang ended up like Aqing, soone among them would have to end his life. And the obvious choice for this task would be Bai Youwei.

Gently, Asarina said, “I had only one thought then, that Aqing was in severe pain, very severe pain, so I must do my utmost to stop his suffering.”

Bai Youwei nodded vaguely, “Hmm, I see…”

“But I also regret it.” Asarina added.

Bai Youwei looked confused, baffled.

Asarina explained, “As humans, even when we make decisions that we believe are right, we still regret the outcos we bring about. I was the one who killed Aqing. I will never forget that. I regret it, and it pains . But if given another chance, I would still kill him.

Do you think you can escape the afflictions of your conscience by uttering a few seemingly reasonable statents? That’s impossible. There’s no getting by in this world without bearing one’s own cross.”

Bai Youwei held her lips, took a deep breath, and responded, “…I understand.”

She turned around to continue drying Mr. Chang, pondering Asarina’s words—

Even when making decisions believed to be correct, guilt is inescapable.

Fancy words are just placating, they can’t change the essence of pain.

A tear dropped onto Mr. Chang’s hand.

Bai Youwei blinked, hastily wiped her eyes, and continued wiping off Mr. Chang’s body.

On the other side, Along finally climbed back onto the boat.

Anxious, Asarina imdiately asked, “How did it go? Did you figure out the pattern of the colors?”

Along nodded, panting, “Yes, although I couldn’t ascertain so parts due to obstructions, there are certainly eight segnts, both black and red repeated eight tis!”