Chapter 872: I Who Exist for You 08

Yishen was very opposed to returning to that "home".

Since living alone, he has avoided going back as much as possible.

No matter when, it seemed that whenever he appeared, the family would be especially unhappy.

So this time, Yishen also planned to move out all his belongings from the attic to avoid such unexpected situations in the future.

"I want to go with you too."

Jin Chen took a nap, lazily watching Yishen pack his things.

"Shenshen won't leave me alone at home, will he?"

Yishen turned back, carefully examining Jin Chen's eyebrows and eyes, shook his head, "No, you look too much like me; they'll suspect."

"I can avoid appearing in front of them."

Jin Chen shoved the physical copy of "Frigid Winter Sea Poetry" into Yishen's hands, "As long as Shenshen carries this book, I can follow you anytime."

"That suggestion is actually pretty good."

Yishen put the book into the backpack he was preparing to bring over for books and papers.

"Come on, let's go! Let's start the grand adventure of going home."

Jin Chen opened the door for him.

Yishen chuckled, placing his hand in Jin Chen's palm.

—

"He really came."

Yixi, who came to open the door, rolled his eyes, quickly stepped back, and called out to the parents in the living room.

"Mom, Dad, that jinx is back."

"Completely devoid of politeness."

Yishen also had long since stopped caring about their attitude, single-handedly grabbed his bag and walked upstairs; seeing his parents' figures approach, he merely said something indifferent.

"Going to the attic to get stuff, I'll leave shortly."

"Wait a moment, come down, I have something to ask you."

Yizhen still remembered what Xuyuchuan said yesterday.

"Come to the living room."

He threw down another sentence, already prepared to interrogate.

Yishen furrowed his brow, feeling a bit of a headache, and had thought that coming back today would allow them to stay out of each other's way.

In the living room, Yishen was standing, and there wasn't even a spot for him to sit.

Earlier, before he moved out of the Yi family, the living room had a single broken sofa that belonged only to him, so dilapidated it could collapse at any moment.

Other seats were not allowed for him to sit, because he was a "jinx," and anyone who touched him would pick up bad luck.

The three members of the Yi family sat on the same sofa, with identical expressions of scrutiny and disgust.

Yishen lowered his eyes, his voice cold, "What do you want to say?"

"Your hair is so long, why don't you cut it? Isn't it disgusting?"

The mother's opening remark was sharp, just like many times before, allowing Yishen to feel judged from head to toe.

"Your clothes aren't cheap either; if you have money, why not use it for the family? No matter how you say it, you've been raised to this age, twenty-six or twenty-seven, and you have no filial piety at all!"

Yishen's patience was gradually wearing thin, even though he had heard the same words many times before.

"Long hair is just disgusting; you're quite lenient with yourself." Yishen replied casually, his fingers looping around the strap behind his backpack, "Don't try to satisfy any desire for control from me."

His voice grew colder, and he asked again, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

"Yishen! You're just..." "If you don't want to be cursed by me, don't speak nonsense."

Yishen cut off Yixi's insults, his indifferent gaze sweeping over him.

Yixi immediately got goosebumps all over, forcing his words back, "Crazy!"

Yizhen took a sip of tea, his tone grave, "I'm asking you: yesterday, Xiaochuan went to your house and said he saw a man who looked a lot like you."

"What's going on?"

"It actually concerns Jin Chen."

Yishen's expression flickered with unnaturalness for a moment, but he concealed it well, and secretly wondered why Xuyuchuan would tell the Yi family about this.

"He mistook him," Yishen said, "but the point you're fixated on is strange."

"Brother Chuan has known you for a long time; if even he could mistake him, then they must indeed look alike—what are you scheming?"

Yixi seized the opportunity to snap, "Could it not be related to your weird ability again?"

This time, Yishen did not answer right away; seeing Jin Chen appear in the hallway behind the living room, his expression even flashed with surprise.

"How did he come out at this time! What if he's discovered!"

Jin Chen raised a finger to his lips, signaling Yishen not to make a sound and not to be afraid.

Although he didn't understand what Jin Chen intended, Yishen could only comply, giving a light cough to draw the three's attention.

"If that's what you think, I won't argue."

"Even if it is, it's my business, unrelated to you, and it won't affect you."

The mother instantly lost control, "Yishen! Is this the attitude you told me about… ah!"

The huge sound of shattering glass startled the mother.

The living room fell silent for a moment; they hurriedly rose to go see, only to witness the most horrifying sight.

The room's windows shattered one after another, without warning, and even showed a certain regularity.

"Pfft."

A snicker came from behind.

Almost instinctively, the three simultaneously turned and looked behind.

Yishen was in the hallway where the attic stairs met, half-hidden in the light; on an overcast day it was already dim, and with the hallway lights off visibility was further reduced.

But he was just in the living room!!

Ahhhh! A ghost!

The most timid Yixi screamed and saw a person's shadow in the living room.

The three hurriedly ran to the bedroom.

Each tightly locked their door.

Yishen, coming out of the living room: ""

He helplessly looked up at Jin Chen in the hallway and said, "What are you doing?"

"They're bullying you."

Jin Chen said righteously, "I'll help you teach them a lesson."

It's certainly not to satisfy my own nasty hobby.

Yishen chuckled lightly, "Then... thank you?"

"No need to thank me; serving you is my honor."

Jin Chen was very thick-skinned, took his hand and headed to the attic, saying, "Hurry up and get the stuff and go home; I think this house is not good at all."

The attic wasn't spacious; it could even be called narrow.

It contained only an old bed, a wooden cabinet with half its door missing, and two stacked wooden crates.

This was the room where Yishen had lived for over a decade.

Recently it had been raining; the balcony lacked any sealing measures, so much rainwater seeped in, and the damp, cramped environment made people feel uncomfortable.

"Dear Shenshen, they've really gone too far with you."

Jin Chen embraced Yishen from behind and said, "I should have scared them longer just now."

"It's fine; it's all in the past."

Yishen had never complained about the poor conditions, but his familial affection had indeed gradually worn away.

He rummaged through the wooden crate, trying to find his old diary.

He also placed his phone nearby and turned on continuous recording.

{Host!! Xuyuchuan brought the Time Exchange members over! He also brought a time shuttle! }

{As long as they see the Main God, they can shuttle into his timeline! }

Jin Chen's eyelid twitched; he hadn't expected that they had just killed someone, yet they still hadn't given up.

Just as he was preparing to go block the attic hallway, Yishen behind him suddenly stood up.

"Found it; it's the diary from when I was eighteen."

Whoosh—

A flash of light passed.