Shen Zhizhou and Shuyi's lives are in imminent danger.

Shen Zhizhou and Shuyi have been acting mysteriously lately, but Ji Yao pretends not to know. She prepares three meals a day and then stays in her room, rarely venturing out. The three of them maintain a strange balance.

"Sister Ji, don't save us any food for tomorrow. We're going on a trip out of town for a few days," Shen Zhizhou said to Ji Yao as he picked up some food at the table, explaining their plans for the next few days.

Ji Yao paused in her soup-drinking, looked at Shen Zhizhou, and said, "Why so suddenly? You've only been home for a few days... How about we go on a trip later?"

As Ji Yao spoke, her tone became pleading. Shen Zhizhou, with his head down eating, couldn't see his expression and refused, saying, "Sister Ji, you'll be back soon. I want to take Shuyi to visit my mother's hometown..."

After listening, Ji Yao stared blankly at Shen Zhizhou: "Do you still think about your mother now?"

"Why don't you go back, Sister Ji? She's the mother who gave birth to me." After finishing the last bite of rice in his bowl, Shen Zhizhou finally raised his head and looked straight at Ji Yao.

The two stared directly at each other at the dining table. Shen Zhizhou's gaze was resolute and unwavering, while Ji Yao's eyes were filled with reluctance and longing for the child she had raised, mixed with a hint of helplessness.

Ji Yao conceded defeat, and like a worried mother before her child's departure, she urged the child, "Come back soon, and I'll make you something delicious."

"Okay, I'll go pack my things first. Sister Ji, you can leave the food there after you're done eating. I'll wash the dishes later." After saying that, Shen Zhizhou got up and went upstairs. Shu Yi followed behind, apologized to Ji Yao, and went upstairs with her.

Ji Yao was left alone. She picked up the remaining half bowl of soup, which had gone cold, and drank it until tears fell into the bowl and she swallowed the last salty mouthful.

Watching Shen Zhizhou pack his things in the room, Su Yi felt he was being a bit too hasty: "Why do you have to start now? Can't you wait a while and see?"

Shen Zhizhou stopped packing and looked back at Shuyi, exposing her concealment: "Last time you went to the venue to investigate, there were still some things you didn't tell me, right? If I'm not mistaken, it should be related to Sister Ji. You think it's for my own good not to tell me, but I don't think so. I want to cut out this piece of rotten flesh myself. No matter how bloody the truth is, I want to know the final answer. This is my choice."

Shu Yi sighed and shrugged, saying, "Alright, then do it this way, but before you do, could you tell me your plan?"

After Shen Zhizhou explained the entire plan to Shuyi through telepathy, Shuyi discussed the specific implementation details with him. After completing the overall plan, Shuyi went back to her room to pack her luggage, ready to set off early the next morning.

Ji Yao rarely walked outside the courtyard to look at the flowering magnolia tree. She stood under the tree for a long time. She had heard human mothers say in their casual conversations when she picked up Shen Zhizhou from school that the kindness of raising someone is greater than the kindness of giving birth. Children who grow up from childhood will be closer to their parents than those who were not raised by their parents.

But why does Shen Zhizhou still miss his birth mother? Is there something she didn't do well enough? Ji Yao couldn't understand.

Ji Yao looked up at the magnolia tree and found it an eyesore. A dead person had been dead for so many years, yet it still bothered her. Just looking at this dilapidated tree annoyed her. If it weren't for this tree, perhaps with human memory, over time, she might forget about it...

Standing under the tree, Ji Yao silently made up her mind.

Ji Yao hadn't slept all night. Before Shen Zhizhou and Shu Yi left, she told them to eat breakfast first. Looking at the thick purple rice porridge and her favorite soft-boiled egg, Shen Zhizhou, who was about to leave, turned back and sat down at the dining table.

The purple rice porridge was as sweet as ever, and one taste was enough to tell that Ji Yao had stayed up all night simmering it over a low flame. Shen Zhizhou felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly, and he sat at the table eating blankly until Ji Yao placed a soft-boiled egg on his plate. Only then did Shen Zhizhou come back to his senses and take small bites.

Shuyi looked at the eerie silence on the table and just kept drinking her porridge without saying a word. Ji Yao spoke up, trying to persuade her to stay, "Are you really not leaving for a few more days? It's not easy for you to have time to stay home with me..."

Shen Zhizhou stirred the porridge in his bowl with a spoon, his heart in turmoil. Although reason urged him to get up and leave immediately to find the truth, his emotions told him that all those years of living together day and night were real, and that they had given each other their true feelings all those years.

After a moment of hesitation, Shen Zhizhou still wanted to give Ji Yao a chance. If she told him everything now, he was still willing to give her a chance to make amends.

"Sister Ji, is there anything you want to tell me?"

The air at the table seemed to freeze after the words were spoken; the only sounds were the breathing of those around them and her own wildly beating heart. The atmosphere was tense and frozen. After a moment of silence, Ji Yao spoke: "What do you want to hear me say?"

The problem was like a game of passing the buck. Shen Zhizhou wanted to hear Ji Yao's explanation, but Ji Yao felt that everything she did was for Shen Zhizhou's good. So, neither of them got the answer they wanted that day.

Shen Zhizhou's figure disappeared from Ji Yao's sight. Watching the car exhaust disappear into the distance, Ji Yao thought that perhaps it really was true that those who were not of our kind were bound to have different hearts.

In the car, Shuyi looked at Shen Zhizhou's expressionless face and knew that he was also feeling bad. After thinking for a while, she decided to tell him the whole story that she had kept from him.

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhizhou gripped the steering wheel even tighter, his expression somewhat ferocious, and he gasped for breath. Seeing this, Shu Yi told him to pull over immediately, unscrewed the bottle cap, and let him drink some water to calm down.

"Haste makes waste, isn't that what you always say? How come it's like this when it happens to you? You should rest and relax, I'll drive later!"

After resting for a while, Shen Zhizhou suggested going back to the Shen family's old house. Shu Yi glanced at Shen Zhizhou in surprise, but still obediently drove towards the Shen family's old house.

While waiting at a traffic light, Shuyi glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "Don't you think that big truck behind us has been following us the whole time?"

Shen Zhizhou was resting with his eyes closed when he suddenly opened them and looked in the rearview mirror. The green light was on, and Shen Zhizhou told Shu Yi to go straight at the intersection and then turn.

Shu Yi said okay and followed Shen Zhizhou's instructions to go straight and then turn. However, after turning, the truck did not follow them. Shu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had been overthinking things. But the next second, the truck appeared in front of them again and crashed straight into Shu Yi and the others.

"Shen Zhizhou, be careful!" Shu Yi wanted to protect Shen Zhizhou, while Shen Zhizhou tried to steer the vehicle to increase the distance between himself and the truck.

When the two vehicles collided, Shu Yi saw the truck driver's eyes widen in surprise and a dark figure behind him grabbing the driver's hands to prevent him from moving. The airbags deployed and Shu Yi hugged Shen Zhizhou's head, shielding him in front of him.

The enormous impact caused the car and its occupants to tumble several times on the ground. Shen Zhizhou was pinned down by Shu Yi, who then carried the weight of the entire car on his body.

Shu Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood and slapped Shen Zhizhou's cheek to wake him up. The truck driver scrambled over to check on their injuries and saw that Shu Yi was trapped under the truck from the waist down, while Shen Zhizhou was unconscious. He looked around but didn't see any cameras. He asked in a trembling voice if they were alright.

"Quick, get him out of here!" Shu Yi propped herself up, trying to get the truck driver to help get Shen Zhizhou out.

The truck driver ran over and was about to lend a hand, but then quickly withdrew his hand.

Looking at the unconscious man and the woman whose lower body was trapped under the truck, the truck driver thought of his family. If he saved them, he didn't know how much the follow-up medical expenses would be. But if they died... the funeral expenses and compensation would only have to be paid once. The truck driver shuddered and made up his mind to take out a lighter from his pocket and throw it at the burning engine.

"No!" Shu Yi's scream was drowned out by the booming explosion and the sea of ​​fire.

Shu Yi detonated his Dharma form to resist the raging fire, wanting to get Shen Zhizhou out immediately. Even if he wasn't burned to death, he would be choked to death by the smoke. But if he returned to his original form, the weight of the car would be transferred to Shen Zhizhou. Shu Yi was caught in a dilemma.

Seeing the truck driver who had already driven away, Shu Yi was shocked by Ji Yao's ruthlessness.

Ji Yao, who was watching the two helpless people in the fire, wanted to rush forward to save Shen Zhizhou, but was pulled back by her companion and warned: "Don't forget your own identity. You feel sorry for him now, but if you were in his shoes, do you think he would just kill you and annihilate you? Don't delay the plan, let's go!"

Ji Yao was dragged away by her companions with tears streaming down her face. She watched helplessly as the fire burned Shen Zhizhou, and Shu Yi stood in front of Shen Zhizhou, weeping.

"Shen Zhizhou, wake up!" Shu Yi continuously poured his magic power into Shen Zhizhou to awaken him. Finally, Shen Zhizhou coughed and gasped for breath, slowly opening his eyes.

"Listen to me now, Shen Zhizhou. Climb out right now, and I'll protect you!"

Shu Yi pulled Shen Zhizhou along, and Shen Zhizhou, dazed and confused, crawled out under the protection of Shu Yi's magic. After confirming that Shen Zhizhou was safe, Shu Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Zhizhou collapsed to the side of the road, reaching out to pull Shuyi out, but the car exploded the next second. Shen Zhizhou screamed hoarsely at the billowing black smoke: "Shuyi!"

"I'm here!" As the smoke cleared, a small golden rat with fur covered in dust hid at Shen Zhizhou's feet.

Shen Zhizhou scooped up Shuyi and pressed her face against his own. Even though his hands were covered in blisters from the burns, tears streamed down his dusty face as the two of them smiled, relieved to have survived the ordeal.

But the next second, the human and the demon collapsed on the roadside. It was a kind person on the roadside who called the police and sent them to the hospital.

Shen Zhizhou was wheeled into the emergency room by the ambulance. The doctor looked at the mouse he was holding in his hand and wanted to take it away, but saw that he was holding it tightly in his hand.

Several doctors were unable to separate them, so they could only continue treating Shen Zhizhou in this way. While he was in a coma, Shu Yi's memories began to flash by like a revolving lantern.

"This person is so badly injured, quickly notify his family."

Uncle Zheng paused for a moment, then sighed and said, "What bad luck, his father passed away this morning..."