Chapter 595: The young master can hear his heart's voice again! 11

Sure enough, it's a grass-modifying machine.

Jin Chen probed his consciousness dream with Spiritual Power, and seeing the first thing that appeared was also as expected.

He still needs a deeper investigation to figure out what this grass-modifying machine actually means for the young master.

Discarding other distractions, Jin Chen continued guiding, placing his palm on Fu Mu Ci's forehead, sharing what he saw in his consciousness.

"At this moment, you discover that everything in the space begins to become light, you and that thing float up, warm sunlight filters through the clouds onto your body, dyeing everything around a pale gold."

"Here you feel an unprecedented tranquility; this peace comes from within, letting you resonate with this pure white space, as if you could hear your inner voice; in this silence, your spirit is purified."

Fu Mu Ci relaxed his body, discovering he could float upward ignoring spatial resistance; his whole body felt unprecedentedly relaxed, as if lying on a vast expanse of clouds.

He narrowed his eyes, corners of his mouth lifted, enjoying this tranquility.

At this moment he had already forgotten he was dreaming, even forgotten who he was, where he came from, as if he had simply grown within this pure white heaven and earth.

Jin Chen's guidance also finally reached a turning point.

The pocket watch's ticking suddenly became urgent, urging something; a low voice also guided to the next question.

"In this quiet place, you begin to gradually face your inner fears; perhaps recalling them you'd still be afraid, but it's okay, this is a world you control."

In the room, Jin Chen constantly observed Fu Mu Ci's expression.

"Now please imagine the thing you fear most inside; it will also appear in that space, but it won't harm you, for it is bound by chains and cannot escape."

Within the dream, Fu Mu Ci, after hearing the guidance, stood for a long time in the pure white space; his gaze shifted from bewildered to a faint fear.

Then, immediately, a set of blood-stained children's clothing appeared beside the grass-modifying machine.

As that clothing appeared, Fu Mu Ci seemed to recall something, covering his ears and stepping back many paces, pupils trembling, breathing rapid, as if he could hear fear exploding from his skin.

At this moment, the surrounding pure white also became more eerie.

Even more eerie is that, clearly that set of clothing looks like what frightens Fu Mu Ci the most, yet the iron chains mentioned in the guidance bind a more illusory shadow.

It looks very tall, hidden behind that clothing, very much like the Grim Reaper from Western mythology.

This scene even startled Jin Chen, who stared fixedly at that clothing for a long time; judging by the material, as the young master of the Fu Family, Fu Mu Ci, even as a child, should not have worn such clothing.

Then whose clothing is this? Why is it stained with large patches of fresh blood? And who is the person locked behind the iron chains?

The questions that followed one after another made Jin Chen's doubts grow ever larger.

It also strengthened his inner speculation.

Fu Mu Ci's autism and manic-depressive emotions are absolutely not merely due to the Fu parents' neglect in childhood as they claimed.

"Don't be afraid; this is your world, no one can harm you."

Jin Chen's voice grew gentler: "You have faced your inner fear, already becoming braver than before."

"Now please relax your body and approach the thing you first thought of; there you will gain an unprecedented sense of safety."

Fu Mu Ci's bitten, whitened lips gradually loosened; after repeatedly confirming he was safe, he slowly walked toward the grass-modifying machine.

Immediately, he assumed a posture impossible for an adult, curling into the compartment of the grass-modifying machine that stores grass.

Jin Chen's heart sank.

He seemed to think of something, but dared not verify his speculation.

Being able to reach this point already shows Fu Mu Ci's strong will.

However, today's meditation hypnosis can only go this far.

He extinguished the incense stick and put away the pocket watch.

"Very good, you did great; being able to face your inner self has already surpassed most people; now close your eyes and emerge from the dream."

Jin Chen withdrew his hand from the young master's forehead, bent over to wipe away the cold sweat that had spilled from his visage due to fear, his voice warm like water.

"Young master, I wait for you outside the dream."

Who is speaking…

Fu Mu Ci crawled out of the grass-modifying machine, forcing himself not to look at that frightening scene, gazing blankly upward.

Who is speaking to him?

Young master…

Jin Chen! It's Jin Chen!

All memories instantly returned.

Fu Mu Ci opened his eyes, discovering he was still lying in the living room, his gaze focusing on Jin Chen's face beside the bed, seeing the faint worry and tolerance in his expression.

"Well done, young master, you are far more capable than I imagined."

Jin Chen was unstinting in his praise of him.

Fu Mu Ci slowly curled his lips into a smile, sat up and actively embraced Jin Chen, merely a light hug through the blanket, but already the utmost he could manage.

"Th-thank you…"

He had never felt that the nightmare troubling him for so many years could be stilled, with no danger.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -10, total 50!】

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 20!】

"You're welcome."

Jin Chen gently exerted force with his arms, drawing the young master into his embrace, his palm lightly stroking the back of the neck, "Young master, you did well; I'll reduce the medicine at noon a bit."

Afterwards he lowered his eyes, smiling faintly, speaking with his heart's voice.

《If the young master can have lunch with me today, I will surely be happy and first give him a reward. 》

Reward!

Fu Mu Ci's fingers twitched slightly as he looked toward the living room's wall clock.

Eleven forty.

In another twenty minutes it will be time for him to have lunch.

He frowned again, rubbing against Jin Chen's shoulder, as if thinking.

He didn't notice at all that their embrace had gradually grown tight and close.

"Young master? What are you spacing out for?"

Jin Chen stroked Fu Mu Ci's soft hair, feigning innocence, the smile in his eyes growing more obvious.

Only the innocent young master failed to notice his trap, and foolishly jumped right in.

Fu Mu Ci lifted his head from Jin Chen's embrace and spoke the longest sentence he had said in the past few days together.

"Chen, stay, have a meal."

He stumbled through the words in Jin Chen's expectant and tolerant gaze, paused a few seconds, then added: "You, and me."

Jin Chen repeated, unable to hide the surprise in his tone: "Young master, are you inviting me to stay for lunch?"

"Mm!"

Fu Mu Ci affirmed, and following Jin Chen's example, also patted his head: "No, (I'm) sad."

But what he was thinking was, what reward would this person give him?

Jin Chen chuckled, his heart going soft, utterly charmed by the young master.