Chapter 594: The young master can hear inner voices again! 10

Fu Mu Ci's trembling body finally gradually calmed, and he didn't pull away from Jin Chen's embrace, though he still seemed to want to curl up in this somewhat dim corner.

Just like that, it could breed an infinite sense of security.

Jin Chen wasn't in a hurry to let him out, simply sitting on the ground beside him, taking the cake from the tote bag, and carefully opening the packaging box under the young master's expectant gaze.

It was a strawberry cake.

"Young master, try it."

Fu Mu Ci looked at the brightly colored, tempting cake, then at Jin Chen's encouraging gaze, slowly reached out to take the fork, scooped a bite, and put it in his mouth.

The sweet-tart strawberry texture and cream melted in his mouth, the feeling very rich.

His eyes brightened slightly; the earlier timidity and tension gradually faded, replaced by surprise.

Thus Fu Mu Ci, following Jin Chen's posture of holding the cake, took small bites, eating quietly and contentedly.

"So cute, I want to kiss!"

Jin Chen looked at the now-obedient young master, his eyes filling with tenderness that almost overflowed.

Who would have thought that just as this idea crossed his mind, the young master's face visibly reddened before his eyes, dispelling some of the earlier pallor.

And he was inexplicably given a glare.

Jin Chen froze for a moment, recalling Fu Mu Ci's earlier action—clearly no one had spoken, yet he had covered his ears.

And there was everything from yesterday.

【Oh my god! Host, you wouldn't be thinking……】

0731 immediately covered its own mouth.

Jin Chen lightly coughed, tentatively saying in his mind.

"If the young master now comes out from under the table and sits properly, I'll prepare another cake for him tomorrow."

The next second, Fu Mu Ci's cake-eating motion paused; he glanced warily outside the table, as if making some decision.

He took Jin Chen's hand and patted it as a signal.

Amid 0731's sharp bursting sound, Jin Chen feigned surprise: "Young master, do you want to get up?"

Fu Mu Ci nodded, "Tomorrow there will still be cake to eat!"

Jin Chen: "……"

He concealed the tremor in his eyes, helped Fu Mu Ci rise, and gently smoothed the wrinkled loungewear.

He was half a head taller than Fu Mu Ci, so while tidying the clothes, he always kept his head slightly lowered, gazing intently.

The agarwood scent lingered once again.

Fu Mu Ci lightly inhaled a few times, lifted his eyes to Jin Chen's earnest expression, his lips subtly curved, a sudden inexplicable joy.

He slowly reached out and grabbed Jin Chen's shirt hem, refusing to let go.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +10, total now 15!】

Having crawled out from under the table, the two stood right in front of the desk; after Jin Chen tidied the young master's clothes and just lifted his head, his peripheral vision caught something.

His brow twitched slightly as he glanced left, his heart skipping a beat.

From this spot, if he stood up and turned his head, he could exactly see where the lawn mower was placed downstairs—so precise that moving even a little would be blocked by the curtains.

He dared not think too deeply, fearing his inner voice would again be heard by the young master.

"Young master, you're so well-behaved; shall I bring you another cake tomorrow?"

Jin Chen took the hand that was clutching his shirt cuff, his thumb gently rubbing the soft back of the hand, lowering his eyes to meet Fu Mu Ci's clear gaze.

"Hmm……"

Fu Mu Ci hummed in agreement, seeming delighted, and even deliberately nodded.

"Then let's begin today's meditation, young master; are you busy now?"

"Busy……"

Fu Mu Ci thought about what he had to do today; although not very busy, this time should be when he works.

But yesterday's meditation was very comfortable, and he wanted to experience it again.

He also somewhat didn't want to refuse this person's request……

This was obviously a dilemma for Fu Mu Ci.

He wavered, looking at Jin Chen, then at the notebook emitting a faint glow.

His delicate cheeks were almost wrinkling.

However, interrupting the overly rigid time notion during treatment is also important.

And Jin Chen can now well accept that the young master can hear inner voices, and intends to make good use of it.

Jin Chen saw his hesitation, fell silent for a few seconds, and lowered his head.

"The young master didn't even choose me first today; how heartbreaking."

"It seems I'm still not doing enough."

Fu Mu Ci immediately gripped Jin Chen's hand, somewhat urgently: "Okay, not busy,"

As if afraid Jin Chen would leave over this.

Jin Chen then soothingly patted, "Then young master, find a place to lie down and begin today's meditation therapy."

Lying down meant he could only go to the rear lounge.

Fu Mu Ci hesitated only a moment, then took Jin Chen's hand, gesturing for him to follow inside.

Already allowing Jin Chen to enter places besides the study counts as great progress.

The lounge's furnishings were similarly simple; even without close inspection, one wouldn't think it had been used for a long time.

"Looks like the young master still has a bit of a cleanliness obsession."

Fu Mu Ci hummed, took off his coat, and obediently lay on the lounge's recliner, half-lidded eyes gazing up at Jin Chen standing beside him, as if urging him on.

"Today's treatment is a bit different."

"Jin Chen half-squatted, his fingers brushing aside the stray hair that had fallen on the young master's forehead, 'Later, just follow my guidance; if it works as well as yesterday, we'll reduce the medicine a bit today.'"

"Hmm!"

"Fu Mu Ci nodded heavily, full of trust."

"He didn't tell Jin Chen that, after meditating yesterday, he had slept unusually soundly that night, and even his frequent nightmares were gone."

"This person is the best psychologist he has ever seen."

"Then let's begin."

"Jin Chen lit the incense as usual, took out the peculiarly patterned Guidance Pocket Watch from his pocket, and its ticking sounded in the quiet room."

"Fu Mu Ci relaxed his body, closed his eyes and lay down, but his fingers still held Jin Chen's hand, not letting go; the latter was happy to comply, without exposing it."

"Welcome to this mind-body journey; let's undertake a carefree meditation together. In this process, please relax as much as possible, relax further."

"Now you discover you have freed yourself from bodily control, follow the ticking sound in your ears, your soul becomes extraordinarily light, imagine yourself in a pure white space."

"The sound in his ears grew lower and muffled, as if behind a layer of fog, dull."

"Fu Mu Ci listened, unconsciously falling into deep sleep, yet his consciousness remained exceptionally clear."

"Following the guidance, when he opened his eyes, the surroundings were suddenly empty; he rose, bewildered, and all he saw was a vast expanse of white."

"And the voice continued."

"There is nothing here; it is a dream from the depths of your heart, under your control. Now please imagine what you most wish to see within it."

"What he most wishes to see..."

"Fu Mu Ci instinctively glanced to the left, his eyes flickering."

"The next second, a familiar lawn mower appeared in that blank space, silent and unmoving, just sitting there quietly and heavily."