Chapter 885

After a moment, Yishen was worn out from his teasing, grabbed Jin Chen's hand that still wanted to cause trouble, and his voice was like a mosquito.

Don't… I still have something to ask.

No.

Jin Chen hummed twice, then muttered: "I've already answered many of your questions today, Shenshen, but my doubts haven't been resolved yet."

So Shenshen, can you tell me what you've been worrying about lately?

Upon mentioning this, Yishen's body tensed slightly, he turned his head away awkwardly, still unwilling to speak.

But he had just promised Jin Chen to exchange secrets; he couldn't go back on his word.

Fortunately, Jin Chen gave him plenty of time, and his gentle kiss gradually gave Yishen the courage.

That day… I hid half of the old monk's divination words from you.

Sure enough, it's this.

Having guessed something, Jin Chen blinked and asked tentatively: "Did the old monk say I can't stay with Shenshen for long?"

Yishen hummed, his tone low: "He said… you are an illusion, not of this world; at most three months and you will disappear."

If you don't return to the book, it will be very dangerous.

He's talking nonsense." Jin Chen muttered under his breath, instinctively denying it.

I won't disappear; I'll stay with Shenshen for a long time.

How do you know?" Yishen asked, hinting at expectation.

Jin Chen: "…Well…"

He really doesn't know.

However, since 0731 arranged this identity, there should be some guarantee of stability.

Suddenly cued, 0731 said: 【Host, I actually don't know either.】

It only handles transmission, not after-sales!

【…Does that mean I will really disappear?】

Jin Chen's smile froze at the corners of his mouth.

【That's not certain; maybe you're just being sent back to the book.】0731 tried to comfort.

Jin Chen thought: What kind of comfort is this!

Why aren't you speaking?

Yishen felt even more wronged; his usually indifferent eyes filled with red mist, he tightened his arms around Jin Chen's neck: "You also have no choice, right?"

Having grown accustomed to companionship, how could he accept leaving?

Seeing his wife about to cry, Jin Chen had no room to think of anything else; he brushed away the moisture at the corner of her eye with his fingertip: "I promise you, Shenshen, that if I am forcibly sent back to the book in three months, I will reappear before you."

Yishen sniffled, his voice muffled: "Is your guarantee of any use?"

Of course it is.

Jin Chen pinched his face and smiled: "I am an adventurous warrior you created with your own hands; how could I be defeated by such a small difficulty?"

Yishen was amused by his words, snuggled into his embrace, took a few deep breaths, and the tsunami in his heart gradually calmed, only the ripples named heartbeat shimmered.

I still have a secret.

Yishen said, poking Jin Chen's lips with his fingertip, but without fear; this was the first time he had told someone the secret of Word Spirit without worrying about being disliked or rejected.

My curses are effective most of the time, but my kind words are not.

Jin Chen opened his mouth to take his fingertip, lightly bit it, then after being patted on the face he laughed and let go, letting out a cry.

Shenshen is a Word Spirit Mage.

No wonder those dogs from the Time Exchange are fixated on your Fortune Value.

Jin Chen's reaction was within Yishen's expectations, but hearing it directly still sent ripples of tremor through his heart.

In that instant, Yishen thought, there was nothing to hesitate about.

In his short yet long twenty-six years of life, he had never felt such a wonderful sensation at this moment.

Life is a tragedy, but he is not; the life he chooses for himself shouldn't be either, so he might as well exert himself fully and choose a path he never imagined.

Do not waste the days burning in the winter night.

Outside the window, the heavy rain continued unabated, as if it wanted to pour all madness onto this winter day; the brown linen curtains swayed in the wind, dazed like a dream.

Yet Yishen willingly indulged in this dream, soaked all night, love burning hot and scalding.

At this moment, no longer repressing himself, Yishen actually showed a bit of courage and sharpness similar to Jin Chen's.

He laughed, his slightly long hair scattered across the sofa, the soft fabric pressed into wrinkles, lazy and unrestrained.

Entwining flushed their cheeks and ripened their affection.

Yishen clearly had not drunk today, yet he felt as if he could not hold his liquor; in his dazed state, he felt they had become two raindrops outside the window, moistening each other.

Outside the window, the rain poured down relentlessly, extinguishing all timidity and unspoken words; he plunged headfirst into the waves, sinking and floating, swaying.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -15, total now 35!】

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +20, total now 62!】

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Xuyuchuan, I am Number One, if you still want to continue using Yishen to obtain Fortune Value, you must reach this address within five hours.

When Xuyuchuan received this email without an address, two hours had already passed since the sending time.

He did not think it was a prank, and at the fastest speed he cancelled all his work schedules for the day and drove to the destination.

But the further he went, the stranger it felt; in the end the path became so narrow that a car could no longer enter, and he could only proceed on foot.

Along the winding mountain trail, not knowing how long he had walked, Xuyuchuan saw a dilapidated temple.

He opened his phone to check the email again, confirmed the address was correct, and then pushed the door open to enter.

"Welcome, welcome."

The old monk's hearty laugh rang out, startling Xuyuchuan into a jump, followed by the sound of the temple door being shut tight.

"Who are you? What about Number One?"

Xuyuchuan faintly sensed he had fallen into a trap, yet a sliver of hope lingered in his heart.

"Young man, take another careful look at the time on this email."

The old monk chuckled, stroking his white-and-gray beard, gesturing for him to look again.

Xuyuchuan opened his phone, his gaze refocusing on the email's send time.

Plop—

The phone dropped, Xuyuchuan's heartbeat quickened, he stared blankly with wide eyes, unable to speak for a long while.

Three days later.

How could it be three days later!

"Hahahaha..."

The old monk greeted him to come inside, then without letting go grabbed his arm, making it impossible for him to break free.

"Come on, come on, I have much to say to you."

"Number One, the Time Exchange, and also that child named Yishen."

"No… get out! I want to leave!"

Xuyuchuan didn't want to hear this at all; already feeling guilty and uneasy, he couldn't bear to listen to anyone besides the Time Exchange members talk about it.

But the old monk obviously wouldn't let him go.

"If you don't hear me out today, you probably won't be able to leave through this door."

The old monk's originally kind tone suddenly turned stern; unbeknownst when, he had already sat cross-legged on the futon.

But what shocked Xuyuchuan even more was that those words sounded like they came from a young person.