Chapter 760: Not Wanting to Appear at His Funeral

"You see it quite clearly, he is indeed helping you." Changsheng smiled without smiling, his mouth corners carrying a hint of instinctive mockery.

An Yinan looked at the contemplative Zhang Qian and said nothing more.

"Right! He is helping me."

"So... I want him to live."

"I don't want to hear the news of a partner passing away, and I don't want to appear at his funeral."

Those words, one after another, were heart-piercing.

Zhang Qian even felt that he might not survive, but the importance he placed on this matter would change his entire life.

"She is right!" Changsheng looked at Zhang Qian.

Someone who would step up for a partner without hesitation, although possessing excessive kindness that he deemed useless, had some merit in daring to stand out.

"Did it succeed?" Changsheng asked this question again.

An Yinan stood up from the ground, patted the dirt off her pants, then tossed a Pill to Chen Xun, thought for a moment, and tossed one to Changsheng as well, "Eat it."

Chen Xun did not hesitate and immediately ate the Pill.

Changsheng rolled it twice in his palm before tossing it into his mouth.

"We are going in; you guard the entrance and don't let anyone come in," An Yinan said, looking at Chen Xun.

"Rest assured!" Chen Xun said only these two words.

An Yinan did not hesitate at all; she pulled open the door of the room, and she and Changsheng walked into the Ice Palace.

After nearly two months, the lividity had already begun to spread; going from nothing to something is a long process, but going from one to countless is very fast.

"This Corpse Preserving Pill, put one in her mouth every three years; one pill can preserve her for three years," An Yinan handed him a bottle.

After Changsheng opened it, he saw the green, round Pills; those Pills were brightly colored, "Should I eat it now?"

He asked softly; ever since arriving at the Ice Palace, his eyes held only that figure, nothing else.

"Eat," An Yinan said affirmatively.

Changsheng slowly opened his sister's mouth; due to the temperature, her skin was icy and somewhat cold and stiff; he was cautious, afraid of hurting her.

"Is this... enough?" Changsheng looked at the Pill that had been placed in her mouth and asked.

It always felt unreliable.

If anything happened to his sister, she had better not think about running away!

"This Corpse Preservation Powder, sprinkle it around the Ice Coffin once a month; this amount will last for two years," An Yinan gave him the powder; the powder was pure white, with a scent that was a mix of floral and medicinal, and when sprinkled around the Ice Coffin, it looked no different than before.

"And then?" Changsheng asked.

"Wait!" An Yinan frowned and said softly.

Corpse Preserving Pill, Corpse Preservation Powder, both had been used; now there was only one thing left: wait!

"Wait? Wait how long?" After Changsheng finished sprinkling the powder, he looked at An Yinan to confirm the credibility of her words.

An Yinan smiled indifferently; products from the system were never ordinary; if she couldn't do it, then no one in this world could.

"How long? Before I leave, there will definitely be a result; my life is in your hands!"

"I'm not even anxious, what are you worried about?" Her pink lips were very bright, but the words she spoke were merciless.

Seeing her expression, Changsheng felt a bit more at ease.

"I do admire your courage," Changsheng spoke suddenly, his gaze already shifted to the Ice Coffin.

"She is my sister. I am an orphan; I've had no family or friends since I was small. Anyone passing by would kick me to vent their anger. If I met a drunkard in the middle of the night and things didn't go their way, I was their punching bag. But I didn't dare move or leave, because after they beat me, they would give me money so I wouldn't starve to death."

When he said this, Changsheng smiled ironically, looking at the person in the Ice Coffin; his gaze remained gentle, as if even if the whole world betrayed him, he wouldn't care, because his heart didn't hold the whole world, only one person...

That gaze carried a stubbornness that exhausted everything.

"Later..."

He spoke softly, perhaps because there was hope, or perhaps because he didn't want his sister to be forgotten. She was so beautiful, so kind; she was the most beautiful person in the world, with the most beautiful heart—how could no one remember her?

Just thinking that no one would remember her made him want to kill!

"Later, I met her. She was in a white princess dress, standing tall and graceful before me, with a faint smile on her face."

Changsheng thought of that scene, a scene he had dreamed of countless times in the dead of night.

"You might not be able to tell now, but when she smiled, she had two dimples; she was extremely cute."

Changsheng smiled, his gentle, lingering gaze as if it could drip water.

How deep must a love be to have such a gaze?

A person who goes mad is not born that way, but is someone who has endured catastrophe and been abandoned by the heavens...

If you are not mad, you cannot live.

"Her voice was delicate, like an oriole; every word was the most beautiful note in the world. She said to me..."

"Are you willing to come home with me? From now on, I will protect you!"

Changsheng withdrew his gaze and looked at the ground, his mouth corners curling up...

An Yinan just watched quietly, listened quietly, and made no sound, because she knew Changsheng didn't need her to speak, nor did he need her comfort.

Because the person who could comfort him was lying in the Ice Coffin; as long as she remained like that, Changsheng could live forever.

"Later, she took me home, treated my wounds, and applied medicine for me."

"She took me to school and introduced me to her friends."

"Whenever someone bullied me, she would stand in front of me and protect me."

Changsheng closed his eyes, and only after a long time did he slowly open them.

"If I die, please help me remember her," Changsheng said, his gaze toward An Yinan very hollow.

An Yinan was silent for a long time before she found her voice.

"She named you Changsheng, that was her hope that you would live."

Changsheng smiled; whenever she was mentioned, his emotions were always stable. She was his salvation!

"I know."

"I also know that the condition she proposed before she passed away, wanting to remain beautiful like this, was because..."

"She wanted me to have a goal, to let me live on."

"I understand it all, but as long as it is something she said, I will do it."

An Yinan fell silent; he understood everything, he grasped everything.

She also knew that he understood, right?

The two of them...

Their feelings could not be called familial love, romantic love, or gratitude; in short, it was a complex emotion, but no matter what kind of feeling it was, they were both pure!

"I will remember her." An Yinan did not make any promises, just a simple, ordinary sentence.

Changsheng did not speak, merely waving his hand.

An Yinan left; every time she came here, her mood was inevitably somewhat heavy, and carried a sense of loss.