Chapter 61 End of the text

Is this...over?

Ji Shian stood there in a daze.

Ji Dongran was still immersed in her acting. Qin Yinghuai gently held her hand and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Ji Dongran had never played such a brainless and vicious villain before. She was originally very excited to play freely, but when she heard Qin Yinghuai say this, the look of pretending to be difficult on her face could no longer be suppressed.

He took two or three steps to get in front of Ji Shian and looked at her face: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Ji Shian calmed down and felt it for a moment, then used his hands and feet to demonstrate to the two of them, "I originally thought there would be a kind of, snap—the shackles binding my body would instantly shatter, a refreshing feeling..."

Qin Yinghuai: "Actually?"

Ji Shian said helplessly: "Actually, my head is full of the sounds of jingling bells and banging drums." The imagined mysterious feeling did not appear, as if this world was still scientific.

After a pause, she looked at Qin Yinghuai: "Didn't you hear it?"

Qin Yinghuai shook his head. He only heard the system's closing words.

The background music in my head switched from the sound of firecrackers to good luck.

The system's cheerful voice radiated joy: "Congratulations, host! Congratulations, host! You've successfully faced your deepest fear, emerged from your cocoon and broken through the limitations of the plot, becoming the best version of yourself!"

Ji Shian interrupted it and said, "Don't imitate the speech given by the principal of a certain junior high or high school graduation party."

"What's going on now? Is everything over?"

[Uh…] The system scratched its head: [I guess so.]

Their story is over, but others' stories continue.

Ji Shian wanted a definite answer, so he pressed on, "Will the plot still prevent me from doing what I want to do in the future?"

The system had just finished collecting the final data and packaging it. Hearing this, he said, "No way! If you try to run away now, Qin Yinghuai will definitely not be able to find you."

Watching the man in front of him go from dazed to meaningful, Qin Yinghuai felt an inexplicable chill: "Did he say something bad about me?"

"Don't be so sensitive." Ji Shian comforted Qin Yinghuai perfunctorily and continued to say goodbye to the system: "When are you leaving?"

The system's delighted data flashed, "Don't you feel a little bit reluctant to leave me?"

[We have known each other for so long, and have been through thick and thin together...]

Ji Shian sneered: "Qin Yinghuai and I are the ones suffering, you are responsible for cracking the cookies and laughing."

The system felt guilty for a moment. Urging documents from headquarters kept coming in, and it tried to struggle: "I haven't seen your wedding yet, and I haven't personally handed you over to Qin Yinghuai."

"You are already a very qualified matchmaker." Ji Shian gestured to Qin Yinghuai, indicating that the matter was over.

After Qin Yinghuai confirmed it, he couldn't help but hold it tighter: "Is it really over?"

"Yeah." Ji Shian felt refreshed.

You will never have to put yourself in a situation where you have to hold your toes to the ground and smile bravely again.

How difficult!

Ignoring the crying system in his mind, Ji Shian and Qin Yinghuai looked at each other, their faces full of relief at having survived the disaster.

That’s great. I don’t have to embarrass myself anymore.

"Is this the end of the show?" Qin Yucheng suddenly asked. He pressed the pause button and looked at Ji Dongran questioningly.

Ji Dongran translated the lively expressions on the faces of the two leading actors, "They're as happy as if they'd won the lottery. It looks like the matter is settled."

Suddenly thinking of something, Ji Shian and Qin Yinghuai both stiffly shifted their gazes and looked at the camera in Qin Yucheng's hand.

There is also dark history that can be played on a loop.

Ji Shian tentatively said, "I don't think I performed well just now..."

Qin Yinghuai continued: "Let's do it again."

Delete these shots, they ran away as soon as they got out of the door.

Ji Dongran smiled and moved closer to Qin Yucheng, looking through everything that had happened since the two of them entered the room: "Don't be too demanding on perfection~"

Qin Yinghuai praised her against his conscience: "Being too casual will damage your image."

Ji Dongran asked a soul-searching question: "Did I act badly just now?"

"The acting was great, but there's a major bug with the props." Ji Shian shook the check in his hand, making a creaking sound like money: "You wrote two extra zeros."

Ji Dongran waved his hand: "That's a gift for you, not what you said. My favorite is still the small money~"

Ji Shian was startled, thinking back to their previous conversations when he was her assistant. Who could have thought that this boomerang would suddenly strike today, not earlier or later?

Enduring the sweet pain, she declined: "These two zero positions are not suitable."

It should be written after the decimal point.

Ji Dongran turned a deaf ear to him and walked over to the dining table, inviting everyone to eat: "There are a lot of people here today, let's have hot pot."

The bills in her hand were very hot, so Ji Shian silently stuffed them into Qin Yinghuai's arms. Fearing that she would be embarrassed, Qin Yinghuai kept them for her first.

Ji Shian nodded in satisfaction and moved closer to the dining table. Seeing the copper pot on the table, her eyes lit up: "So authentic!"

"The hot pot mutton still tastes better~" The two children will no longer be threatened by external objects. Ji Dongran is particularly happy today and invites everyone to take a seat.

Ji Shian's eyes were bright as he quickly picked up the meat slices and stuffed them into the bowl. Just as he was about to open his mouth to roar, he heard the system's voice sound again after a brief silence.

[Host~I want to eat too~]

She was stunned, her hand loosened, and the piece of meat fell vertically into the sauce.

"You didn't leave?" If they celebrated like this, wouldn't it be like dancing on the grave in front of Tong?

There was something wrong with the system, and it never occurred to them that they were not celebrating the successful filming of the skit, but that it was gone.

It twisted its body, frantically indicating that it wanted to be at the table.

Everyone at the table now knew about it. Ji Shian hesitated for a moment, mixed the base for it separately, and placed it beside him.

"Don't you need to go back and report?"

The system looked at the pile of meat in the bowl and rubbed its hands: [No rush, I can eat my fill before continuing on my journey.]

Ji Shian paused, then took the vegetables from his bowl and passed them to it, earnestly advising: "You should have a good mix of meat and vegetables."

Once you’re full, let’s set off quickly.

The system looked at the green dot on the tip and nodded reluctantly: [Okay.]

The air conditioner was on, and the steam briefly blurred his vision. Several people scrambled for the position, their chopsticks clashing. Ji Shian rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought.

The back of her hand felt cold, and she suddenly woke up and looked over. Qin Yinghuai's eyes were particularly gentle, silently asking something.

Ji Shian glanced at the empty bowl on his right. The system was still devouring the food as usual.

[Thank you for the host's hospitality!]

Ji Shian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and ripples appeared in his heart. Then he chuckled: "You're welcome."

[Then... I'm leaving.]

[I wish you peace and prosperity, a worry-free life, good health, happiness, smooth sailing, good luck, and all the best...]

Hearing it recite the auspicious words piled together like a recipe, Ji Shian couldn't help but smile and shook his head, replying, "Bon voyage."

The system reluctantly floated to her cheek and pressed it against hers. Amidst the laughter and chatter at the table, it softly said goodbye: [Host, goodbye.]

goodbye.

Ji Shian replied in his heart.

The person next to her was keenly aware of her mood swings. Her fingers were gently spread apart, inserted, and intertwined.

Qin Yinghuai stroked the back of her hand, and with his left hand, he deftly snatched back a few rolls of meat and put them in Ji Shian's bowl.

Ji Shian's face was smiling again. She picked up the soft chrysanthemum and said with some disdain: "I don't want to eat this."

Qin Yinghuai pushed his plate towards her, letting her choose. The next moment, he tucked a piece of lettuce into her pocket and said, "Eat more vegetables."

Ji Shian: ...tsk.

As soon as the system left, she started to miss it.

Ji Dongran also had a bit of a hidden crowd-pleaser in her life, and she didn't put on airs when she was with the younger generation. She raised her glass of juice and said, "Let's toast together..." She paused.

"Are there any upcoming holidays?"

Ji Shian thought for two seconds and gave an answer: "May Day?"

Su Qi immediately perked up: "Five days of vacation!" Then he became listless again, "There's still more than half a month left."

"Is that so?" Ji Dongran reorganized his words: "Then let us celebrate that we have lived another day!"

The young men, still working, felt the same way and raised their glasses. The crisp clinking of their glasses blended with the sizzling sound of the copper pot boiling over.

Everyone said in unison: "Cheers!"

Under the table, Ji Shian and Qin Yinghuai interlocked their fingers, rubbing the backs of their hands with their fingertips, feeling a little comforted in their hearts.

Ji Shian poked the bottom of the bowl with his chopsticks and suddenly laughed. Well, there are always gatherings and separations. Lately, things have been too perfect, and I've become a little stubborn.

Didn't she just want to escape from the outrageous and indifferent plot control as soon as possible in the beginning?

*

A gentle breeze carried a touch of warmth, and Ji Shian leaned over the railing to gaze at the stars overhead. The manor was remote, far from the city, and the traffic jam on the way here made the starry sky even more dazzling.

Squeak——

The sound of a sliding door was heard behind him. Ji Shian turned around and saw that Qin Yinghuai had casually unbuttoned two buttons on the top of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves to reveal his forearms.

There was a calm and gentle look in his eyes as he lowered his gaze, as if silently urging her to quickly get out of her depression.

"I'm fine." Ji Shian blurted out, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that his reaction was too obvious, as if someone had hit the nail on the head, so he added: "I'm fine."

It's just that the sound around me is a little too quiet, and I'm not used to it yet.

Qin Yinghuai closed the door behind him, isolating himself from the noisy atmosphere inside. He walked over to Ji Shian and complained, "They're too noisy. They're not tired after making so much noise all afternoon. I just want to be alone with you for a while."

Ji Shian couldn't stand him talking like that. He was speechless and amused. The vague regrets in his heart were silently dispelled by him.

Seeing her resistance wavering, Qin Yinghuai seized the opportunity to move closer to her, put his arms around her waist, and rested his head on top of hers.

After a while, he whispered, "Thank you, An An, for being willing to accompany me."

A soft breathing sound came from his ears, and Ji Shian's eyelashes trembled. He felt the temperature around him rise by several degrees.

She made small talk: "You're welcome, it's charged by the second."

Speaking of sacred things, Ji Shian suddenly became serious: "I have multiple jobs now, so shouldn't my salary also be doubled?"

Unsure what script she was going to take, Qin Yinghuai probed: "Give you all my cards?"

Ji Shian frowned: "That's so boring."

It's not like she's short of money or wants to use this to prove anything.

It was just some natural talent for making trouble that made her always want to stir up trouble when everything was calm; when the time came for swords and spears to flare, she wanted to retreat at the right time.

As the saying goes: When you are alive, either find fun for yourself or live your life to entertain yourself.

In order to fill his empty heart, Ji Shian decided to use his subjective initiative: to get busy. This way he wouldn't be so hypocritically immersed in sadness.

A real-time translation flashed through Qin Yinghuai's mind: After the system left, Ji Shian was bored and sad, and now he wants to kill time and relieve his emotions by playing with him.

What else can he say?

Qin Yinghuai thought for a few seconds: "Assistant Ji has done a really good job recently, and the customer feedback has been very positive. In order to innovate, the bonus will be issued in the form of a red envelope. You turn over the sign, and you get whatever you get. No more, no less."

Just like opening a blind box, the happiest and most exciting moment is actually the moment you open it and see clearly.

Ji Shian silently raised his foot and poked his jaw with the top of his head: "What's the lowest?"

“50.”

"The highest?"

Qin Yinghuai shook the check Ji Shian had given him earlier: "How many more zeros?"

Ji Shian exclaimed: "It's such an exciting activity, it requires a strong heart."

The moonlight was pale, the night as cool as water. A moment's thought made her feel as if she were in an air-conditioned room at 16 degrees Celsius, and she immediately regretted it: "Our love cannot be corrupted by money!"

Maybe love blinded his eyes and gnawed his brain. No matter how Ji Shian reacted, Qin Yinghuai liked him very much.

Seeing that she had returned to her usual spontaneous expression, he heaved a sigh of relief. He occasionally hummed in response, but his gaze lingered on her ear, unable to resist lightly pecking the tip of her ear, then again.

Ji Shian was talking happily and he was having fun too.

"Pay attention to the occasion." Seeing that the person was endless, Ji Shian reminded.

There were a bunch of people having fun in the house, and she didn't dare to imagine what the scene would be like if they were seen.

Qin Yinghuai obediently looked around and came to the conclusion: there was no one else on the balcony except the two of them, it was a heaven-given holy place for romance.

When the gentle kiss filled with endless cherishment landed on his lips, Ji Shian's heart moved: "Remember to tell me when you are leaving."

She said seriously, "Don't be secretive, just be honest and straightforward."

Sensing her uneasiness, Qin Yinghuai gently stroked the side of her face, his eyes gentle: "You know where I go."

His schedule and work progress were all arranged by her. Who he met, where he went to eat, who he went on business trips with... everything was transparent.

Ji Shian was slightly startled: "It seems so."

The tragic scenario had barely begun when a setting was broken. The slight unease he felt was crushed by his casual statement of fact. Ji Shian smiled and leaned in for a kiss.

The arms clasped around the waist tightened slightly, and a kiss full of love fell.

Moonlight filtered through the leaves onto the balcony, casting a nearly overlapping shadow. As their breaths intertwined, the clamor in the house suddenly rose several degrees, and Ji Shian instantly returned to the world of the living.

She thought: Loneliness and such are all illusions.

*

In an unknown corner of the world, the world consciousness felt the thriving energy in its body, and suddenly collided with force, causing the space to shake, as if something was breaking with a crisp sound.

The gold stamping on the hardcover book cover that once became a shackle of bondage faded, the text faded, and the pages flew everywhere.

It lowered its eyes to look out at the world, where all living beings came and went, no longer like puppets on strings, each with their own desires and aims.

Before completely merging with the world barrier, the world consciousness took a last selfish look at where Ji Shian was. It moved its mind, and a gentle breeze gently blew through her hair.

May you be unrestrained and free forever.