Part Seven
Translator: Doza
Strange, why isn’t he moving anymore? Did he actually get angry? Miss A Hundred Points, who was also ng, suddenly felt that the sword in her hand was no longer moving. She couldn’t help but frown as she pondered over it.
Feeling embarrassed, ng lifted the sword out of the river. She was only a bit angry that the sword had co online, but hadn’t told her. Also, she was feeling a little self-conscious. Her worries had been overheard by a guy… sword, so she had pushed the sword into the water, rely thinking of reducing her discomfort.
“Sigh! Why am I getting embarrassed by a sword? I’m such an idiot.”
ng sighed as she glanced at the sword. However, the sword’s pair of eyes that grew beneath the hilt was closed tightly, and his pair of lips even further down appeared purple. ng started panicking and yelled desperately, “Sword? Sword, what’s wrong with you? Don’t joke around anymore. If you dare to scare on purpose, you’re dood.”
ng shook the sword left and right. However, the sword didn’t open his eyes. On the contrary, a lot of foam seeped out of his mouth. ng had a flash of realization and thought, Don’t tell he was drowning?
Drowning, drowning. ng frantically placed the sword on the ground and tried hard to recall the treatnt for drowning, which she had previously been taught in a military course from either middle school or high school, she wasn’t sure which one. First, open his mouth. ng looked at the pair of lips on the sword. When she reached out to pull them apart, she was even a little self-conscious. In any case, the one in front of her was still a guy… sword.
However, the lips really were soft. ng couldn’t help but blush… Goodness! What was she thinking? ng slapped her cheeks hard, and then looked at the sword. There was a lot of water flowing out from the corner of the latter’s mouth.
ng tried hard to rember that distant military course. It seed like the next thing to do was to lightly press on the stomach and allow the water accumulated inside to flow out. As she supported the sword, she stretched out her hand to press on his stomach… Wait a minute!
There isn’t any stomach! As she looked at the sharp and hard sword blade, ng wanted to cry but no tears ca out. Is there any use in pressing this?
“Ah! I don’t care anymore.”
ng promptly picked up the sword and turned it upside-down. Then she shook it forcefully, as if she was shaking pearl milk tea. Sure enough, a stream of water gushed forth ceaselessly from the sword’s mouth, and at the end, there was even a faint sour odor. Whether or not he had even vomited out his gastric juices, she didn’t know.
After shaking for a while, ng stopped as she panted. She placed the sword on the ground and observed him. His eyes were still closed tightly, and ng started worrying. She murmured in her heart, Next is to asure his breathing, and asure his heart rate, but… there isn’t a nose, nor a heart and certainly not a pulse, then… I’ll leave out this step.
Next is, artificial respiration… Flustered, ng lowered her body. Just when she was about to perform artificial respiration, she rembered that artificial respiration was mouth-to-mouth. Her lips paused a few centiters above the sword. She hesitated, but when she looked down and saw the sword’s tightly shut eyes, ng didn’t hesitate anymore and inhaled deeply. Then, she bent her head and glued her lips onto the sword’s lips, slowly passing air into his mouth.
Over and over again, ng inhaled air into her lungs, then blew this life-saving air into the sword’s mouth. At this mont, the two of them seed to be sharing life.
Consciousness gradually returned to Lin Jian Yin’s mind. The first thing he felt was a soft touch on his lips. His eyelids fluttered, and when he opened his eyes, he just happened to see ng with her eyes closed as she passed the air in her mouth to him. ng’s long eyelashes were right in front of him, and when her eyelids occasionally quivered, they would even brush against Lin Jian Yin’s eyelashes.
Logically speaking, he should make a sound to tell her that she did not need to continue. He had already regained consciousness. However, Lin Jian Yin was dumbstruck as he looked at ng’s long eyelashes, and even unthinkingly blinked so as to let both their eyelashes touch.
After she finished blowing, ng left Lin Jian Yin’s lips again. However, the latter was a bit unused to his lips becoming cold. She inhaled a few breaths of air again, and just when she was about to lower her head and blow, her slightly opened eyes swept across a pair of large eyes on the sword.
ng’s lips paused a few centiters above Lin Jian Yin’s lips. Her eyes stared frozen at Lin Jian Yin.
This awkward atmosphere continued for a while, until Lin Jian Yin reluctantly broke the impasse. “This– I just woke up… It’s true!”
ng slowly spat out, “Go to hell!”
“Ah!”
A sword glowing with a white radiance streaked across the horizon.
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