Yan Wenjing's expression returned to calm, his expression slightly composed, and he said in a low voice, "I just realized I forgot to remind you that your grandmother is being reincarnated tomorrow. Do you want to see her off tomorrow?"

Qin Yune stared wide-eyed in shock, then asked somewhat helplessly, "Are you being reincarnated tomorrow?"

Yan Wenjing nodded slightly, "Yes, there's a suitable one."

She stared intently at him, her voice trembling slightly, tinged with uncertainty: "Can I... deliver it?"

Yan Wenjing stared at her for a few seconds and nodded. "You can watch her cross the Bridge of Helplessness. Once she crosses it, the past and future will be over."

Qin Yunie nodded dejectedly and replied, "Okay, I'll go tomorrow."

Yan Wenjing looked at her like this, hesitated, and finally said nothing, just stood quietly with her for a while.

After a while, Qin Yune composed herself and looked up. When her gaze fell on that familiar figure, she was stunned—the King of Hell hadn't left!

For some reason, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart, her nose inexplicably stung, and tears quickly welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision in an instant.

Seeing her like this, Yan Wenjing suddenly sighed, stretched out his arm in front of her, and said, "I can lend you my sleeve. Cry if you want to, but don't cry tomorrow."

Upon hearing these words, Qin Yunie felt as if a drifting duckweed had found a harbor. She gripped his arm tightly, unable to contain her overwhelming emotions any longer, and suddenly burst into loud sobs.

Her cries were deafening, as if she were releasing all the grievances she had suffered in both her lives.

After a long while, Qin Yunie's crying gradually subsided, turning into intermittent sobs.

When she calmed down, she looked down at the arm she was clutching tightly. She saw that Yan Wenjing's clothes, which she had just changed, were wrinkled and covered with her tears and snot.

Looking at her tightly gripping arm, Qin Yune felt so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into a hole.

"I, I didn't mean to..." She looked at her sleeve guiltily, her voice growing softer and softer.

Yan Wenjing's gaze slowly fell on her. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's nothing."

Qin Yune looked helplessly at her clothes, which were now in a terrible state. Thinking that this King Yama seemed to have some kind of germaphobia, she felt a pang of guilt and whispered, "How about... you take off your clothes and give them to me, and I'll wash them for you?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Wenjing merely frowned, glanced casually at the stains on his arm, and then calmly replied, "No need, a cleansing spell will suffice."

Qin Yune responded with a somewhat disappointed "Oh".

She had originally wanted to express her apology and gratitude by washing clothes, but this method didn't work either.

After a while, she suddenly heard a helpless sigh, and then a familiar piece of clothing appeared before her eyes.

That was the very jacket Yan Wenjing had just worn.

Qin Yune suddenly raised her head, looking at Yan Wenjing in surprise, who was only wearing a thin black undershirt, and stammered, "You, you are...?"

Yan Wenjing raised an eyebrow at her and asked, "Didn't you say you'd help me wash? Or was it just something you said casually?"

Qin Yunie grabbed the clothes, shook her head quickly, and said in a very fast voice, "No, I'll give them to you after they're washed and dried."

Yan Wenjing responded with a very indifferent "Mm".

It was nothing serious, but for some reason, Qin Yune suddenly laughed.

Yan Wenjing's gaze had already been on her, and seeing this, he said, "Are you in a better mood?"

Qin Yunie nodded and said with a smile, "I'm fine now, thank you."

Yan Wenjing looked at her for a few seconds, making sure she wasn't as downcast as before. Although her eyes were red, her mood had clearly improved, so he said, "Okay, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he disappeared into the night.

Qin Yunie, clutching the clothes, could still faintly smell Yan Wenjing's cool fragrance. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but she forced herself to remain calm as she carried the clothes back into the house.

She put the clothes in a basin and washed them again and again until they were covered in the same laundry detergent scent as her.

It was something very ordinary, yet it inexplicably brought her a small, indescribable joy.

Qin Yune quickly hung the clothes to dry before taking off her own clothes and going to the bathroom to shower.

Thinking about how the King of Hell had barged into her cramped bathroom, Qin Yune felt a slight fever, whether from the water temperature being too high or something else.

She shook her head, clearing her mind of the jumbled thoughts, quickly took a shower, changed into comfortable pajamas, and lay down on the bed.

At this moment, Qin Yune's gaze fell on the small bed she had made for Xiaobai not far from her own bed. Looking at its constantly rising and falling belly and the faint bloodstains on its body, she reached out and gently stroked its little head with heartache.

They had only been bought recently, and their relationship was far from close enough for it to go to such lengths.

At first, she just wanted to find a cute pet to keep her company, and Xiaobai happened to catch her eye at that time, so most of the time, Xiaobai was left at home.

Unexpectedly, when it learned that she was in danger, it disregarded its own safety and tried to break down the door to save her.

This made Qin Yunie feel somewhat guilty towards it, as she had made it pay the price for her momentary selfishness.

Qin Yune stroked its head and said softly, "Get well soon. I won't leave you at home again."

Suddenly, Little White made a very soft "squeak".

If Qin Yunie hadn't been watching closely, she probably wouldn't have noticed that Xiaobai had slightly opened its eyes and was staring at her.

Qin Yune looked at it with surprise and delight, "Little White, you're awake? Does your body still hurt? Is your head spinning?"

Xiao Bai wanted to move, but Qin Yune stopped her, saying, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, so don't move around."

Little Whitey gently nuzzled Qin Yune's hand with its little head, making a "squeak~" sound.

“I’ll take you with me wherever I go from now on, I won’t leave you at home anymore, so you have to get better soon, okay?” After she finished speaking, Xiaobai gently nuzzled her again, as if responding to her words.

Qin Yune got up to pour some water for Xiaobai and took some of Xiaobai's favorite snacks. To make it easier for Xiaobai to eat, she fed it little by little.

After feeding Xiaobai, Qin Yune had only lain down for a short while when she heard a knock on the door.

Qin Yune opened the door and found Aunt Wang standing outside, along with some villagers who lived nearby.

Since Qin Yunie's family was not in the village, almost all the families living nearby came.

As soon as Aunt Wang saw Qin Yune open the door, she immediately pulled her aside and began to look her over, muttering, "Oh dear, are you alright?"