Chapter 891: I Exist for You 27

Yishen tried his best to calm himself down.

He clenched his fists, his mind quickly thinking of a plan.

They couldn't just wait for death; they would soon break in.

Text… plot……

Yishen refocused his gaze on the screen, his cold fingers tapping the keyboard—could it be……

He pressed his lips tightly, began typing at high speed, trying to catch up and alter the text being added to the document.

——"He saw it! The creator saw his own ending……"

Backpace! (Backspace key)

Yishen stared intently at the screen, deleted back to the first paragraph, began altering the text, his ten fingers flying.

——"A winter night, the rain never ceasing, the author faces great danger. He will be killed tonight…… (backspace) He will have nothing happen tonight, everything is just a narrow escape…… The person holding the weapon…… (backspace!) The Time Exchange members, although they have reached the outside, are tripped by the outdoor rack, their heads hitting the corner of the wall, everyone tumbling in a heap!"

Having seized the initiative, Yishen breathed a sigh of relief, swallowed his dry throat, and continued to speed up his typing.

——"They let out miserable wails! Attracting other residents on this floor! Cursing nonstop!"

After finishing this passage, Yishen pressed his finger on the backspace key, deleting the auto-generated text in the document while carefully listening for movement outside the living room door.

Sure enough, the Time Exchange members outside, following his plotted scenario, let out miserable cries, then came the neighboring aunt's scolding.

Yishen glanced at the phone time, closed his eyes like a survivor of a disaster, shifting away from the death time in his nightmare; this method really worked.

But the danger was not yet over.

He began typing the plot again.

——"The Time Exchange members did not want the surrounding residents to discover their purpose, trying to forcefully break in, whereupon an observant neighbor called the estate security."

——"The author is trying to change the ending! Little does he know it's futile! He will surely die tonight… (backspace)"

Yishen broke out in a cold sweat, his finger could only hold down the backspace key, his typing speed unprecedentedly fast; only by seizing the initiative could he save his life.

——"The estate security quickly arrived at this floor, many people, they were in the hallway, the blackout night made people more hostile, blocking the Time Exchange members, who could only slink away…… The murderous demons won't give up so easily! They are opening…… (backpace!)"

Bang!

Outside, the person leading Number One's team was practically about to curse.

No idea how, this group of security guards suddenly appeared; logically, in this freezing rain with a power outage, even if they noticed something they'd have to search floor by floor.

The members and the security guards faced off, nobody could clearly say what this combat uniform and their identities were.

But if they couldn't take the target Yishen away tonight, the director would definitely not let them off!

Just then, a button on Number One's belt suddenly began to beep.

Emergency notice: Number One! Dangerous person Jin Chen has escaped from the shuttle memory, discovered your plan, and is rushing to your location; please stay on alert!

Hearing the notification in the earpiece, Number One felt that something was terribly wrong.

How short a time has it been, and Jin Chen has already returned from the shuttle timeline! What about Number Two?! Usually so arrogant, he can't even stall for time!

"What are you still doing here?! If you don't leave now, I'll call the police!"

The security captain swung his baton back and forth at them, "Do you want to harm the residents inside this house?! Nowadays it's a society ruled by law!"

"Get lost!"

A certain quiet member suddenly went berserk, viciously kicking toward the security captain, his leg extended halfway, then inexplicably fell down.

He let out a wail, instinctively reached out to grab a companion, and ended up pulling another person down the stairs with him.

The security captain had been standing dazedly, ready to bear the attack; at the moment that member fell down the stairs, he seemed to come back to life, raising his baton to smash them.

Number One stared blankly at the scene, finally realizing something was off.

Everyone here was off, including themselves.

——"Upon discovering that the Time Exchange members were being controlled by a mysterious power, they finally felt the urge to leave, at least first to find the cause."

Yishen typed another line, glanced again at the time on the screen, and suddenly hesitated.

If this could alter everyone's action trajectory, he naturally wanted Jin Chen to return quickly.

But he also worried that rashly changing it would affect Jin Chen's actions and plans over there.

In the midst of his hesitation, the auto-generated text in the document began again to alter the plot he had written.

Yishen's fingers ached from typing, yet he dared not pause for a moment, still not involving Jin Chen.

He merely kept causing accidents for those Time Exchange people, trying to make them leave quickly.

The building's main gate.

After the estate lost power, the elevator stopped running; they lived on the 15th floor, which is not a short distance.

Jin Chen climbed up as fast as he could, his face growing paler and tighter; when he reached the hallway, the scene startled him.

The hallway was filled with blood, all of it coming from these damned people.

Number One, who hadn't even been injured in his fights with him, now clutched his chest as if about to collapse, while the ordinary security guards were unscathed, impressively strong.

Jin Chen was so shocked he could hardly speak, continually scanning the hallway where the members lay sprawled; it looked like the result of them killing each other.

Are they crazy??

No time to think; afraid Yishen inside would hear the noise and be scared, Jin Chen fiercely kicked aside the Number One trying to rush in, flung the door open, and charged inside.

Yishen in the study, already tense, heard the living room door being opened, instantly startled to his feet, his numb fingers gripping the fruit knife tightly.

"Shensen!"

Jin Chen's anxious voice rang out in the living room.

"Jin Chen……"

Yishen took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth twitching as he opened it, "Jin Chen……"

He instantly threw aside the fruit knife, rushed toward the study door; just then Jin Chen found this place, the door opened, the wind bell chimed again, this time finally not a death knell.

"Shensen…!"

Jin Chen was startled by Yishen's deathly pale, grim face; just as he was about to ask what was wrong, Yishen lunged into his arms.

"Jin Chen… Jin Chen…"

Yishen, who had been forcing himself to stay calm to survive, finally let go of his composure; his trembling arms clung to the warm body, and his voice grew so hurried it trembled.

He wanted to tell Jin Chen what had happened tonight, to say he was truly frightened, but he couldn't get a word out—he could only whisper Jin Chen's name.

"I'm here, I'm here, don't be scared, Shenshen—don't be scared."

"You're safe, there won't be any danger."

Jin Chen held him, soothing him repeatedly, his warm palm stroking the cold‑sweat‑drenched nape; the hold felt utterly secure.

"Shenshen, are you afraid of the people outside? They won't come in anymore; even if the power's cut, it's fine—we have plenty of candles at home."

"Not… not."

Yishen shook his head, tears spilling as he choked, "The computer, they…" He wanted to explain, but his throat tightened.

A white flash flickered through his mind.

"Shenshen!"

Jin Chen caught the fainting person, his expression changing abruptly.