Shekh agreed and listened to music on the way back without saying anything more.

When they arrived at the Cheng family home, it was past eleven o'clock. Cheng Yun was still awake and bumped into the two of them as he came out of his study.

"I thought you weren't coming back today."

"You're back." After a perfunctory greeting, Shi Jinzhe led Shehe towards the guest room.

Cheng Yun stood by the stairs for a while, watching the two figures from behind, concealing the indistinct emotions in her eyes, and walked towards the garden from another direction.

Standing under that withered willow tree, his previous gentle demeanor vanished, leaving only coldness in his eyes.

He had someone investigate the woman beside Shi Jinzhe, and the information he received was that she was a child abandoned by her parents in a remote mountainous area.

She had never been to school, never read books, and nobody knew her.

She could find all the information about Shekh herself, but she was like an invisible person, living to her twenties without anyone remembering her.

Apart from her previous rental apartment and the haunted apartment, she had never appeared in anyone's life.

Cheng Yun had no idea where Shi Jinzhe had found such a person. Shehe never spoke to him and never greeted him.

He initially thought it was just a lack of manners, but that day he saw her in the garden from his study on the second floor, saying "Thank you for your hard work" to the gardener.

Her attitude wasn't exactly enthusiastic, but every time she saw the gardener, she would greet him with a "hello."

It's not that they're rude, it's that they don't like you.

Attitude can reveal a lot. Shekh’s dislike stemmed from Shi Jinzhe’s attitude towards himself.

Their relationship didn't seem fake, but Cheng Yun thought it over and over and felt that Shi Jinzhe was unlikely to come into contact with someone with such a background.

His destitution at that time was real, but destitution did not mean that the social circles he came into contact with could extend to orphaned girls in remote mountain villages.

There's also the story of Sheikh breaking and throwing the gardener's shears to protect her; the handle got stuck in the ground and couldn't be pulled out—something no ordinary person could do.

Including the fact that she could clearly see but was blindfolded...

Are these two really a couple?

Cheng Yun suspected that she, like Shi Jinzhe's mother, had something special about her.

Sheikh is a mystery, and their relationship is more complicated than he thought.

Shifting her gaze to the tree next to her that was sprouting new buds, Cheng Yun remembered what the caregiver had told her yesterday: Qiao Huiyun had shown signs of waking up in the past two days.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that this adopted son was not only lucky, but also like a life-saving elixir. He would have to put in more effort if he wanted to keep him.

Second floor.

Shekh walked around the room, took out the clothes he wanted to change into from the closet, and told Shi Jinzhe, "Someone has put something in the painting on the left."

Shi Jinzhe didn't shy away from the fact that he took down the decorative painting on the wall and found a small camera inside.

"I didn't realize your adoptive father had this kind of fetish."

The purpose of installing surveillance cameras may not necessarily be to spy on someone; it's also possible that Cheng Yun discovered something and wanted to verify it.

Using this as an excuse, Shekh walked out, saying, "I don't want to live here anymore."

Shi Jinzhe did not stop her and left with Sheh.

Before leaving, he casually placed the exquisite little camera on the table, making no attempt to hide it.

Less than ten minutes after they returned, the two left again, but this time they didn't drive; they simply asked the driver to take them to the train station.

It was too late, and there were no departing high-speed trains, so Shi Jinzhe randomly bought two tickets for the earliest departure time from the self-service ticket machine and sat in the waiting hall to wait for the train.

Schech became excited as soon as he got off the train, counting down the arrival time like a clock, "How long will we be gone this time?"

"Let's set a two-week timeframe first. We need to make Cheng Yun realize that my existence is more important than he thinks."

Shi Jinzhe stared at his phone without looking up. The luxury tour train that Sheh had mentioned last time finally had available spots, and without hesitation, he immediately booked two tickets.

When Shekh saw it, his mood instantly soared.

"Will I be able to ride this bus tomorrow?"

"Four days later," Shi Jinzhe told her, "we need to go to the city where we started, and then head from northwest to southwest."

"Like migration."

"It is somewhat similar, but the sightseeing train moves very slowly, so you can enjoy the scenery along the way."

"So what should we do these next few days?"

"Reverse back and forth, so you can sit in this metal box to your heart's content."

"Not enough seats." Shekh's gaze fell on the ticket gate, and when he saw the LED light change color, he immediately stood up and was the first to join the queue.

Shi Jinzhe didn't see many people rushing to catch the train, so he followed her a few steps behind and accompanied her into the ordinary orange-painted train.

Accompanied by the clanging of steel wheels, the two boarded a train in the morning to transfer.

After hanging up on Cheng Yun's call, Shi Jinzhe walked into the sleeper car and collapsed onto the bed.

"Finally, I can go to sleep."

Shekh squeezed next to him, tilting his head and resting it on his shoulder. "Your phone is vibrating again, it's Cheng Yun again."

"Turn it to silent mode and let it air out."

Shekh wanted to hear that, so he quickly turned off his phone and asked, "What do you think Cheng Yun discovered by pretending to be a camera?"

"The relationship between you and me."

What happened to us?

“We spent two months in the game, but only a moment in real life. Before we entered the game, our relationship wasn’t like this. He probably sensed that.”

"How did you figure that out? Cheng Yun isn't watching you and me every day."

“The Cheng family has many servants; you can find something every day while cleaning the rooms,” Shi Jinzhe sneered. “Don’t expect much privacy in the Cheng family.”

Sheikh frowned: "Could you explain it more clearly?"

Shi Jin closed his eyes, forgetting that this snake only knew the animal aspect of certain things, and didn't understand much about humans.

"You and I, nothing has ever happened between us. But if something had, you could always find some clues when cleaning the room—the sheets, the blankets, the clothes we've changed out of, the trash in the bin, and so on..."

"Can this kind of thing be used to judge a relationship?"

Shekh replied in a tone that suggested he didn't understand humans: "Don't you people value premarital chastity? Isn't that contradictory?"

"It's not a contradiction, it's just that some people assume that others will do the same things they've done."

The more they talked about it, the more off-topic and strange it became. Shi Jinzhe pressed her head back down and pulled the blanket over her.

“It’s morning, we need to sleep. Even if our physical condition is different, you can’t be so indifferent.”

"But I'm not sleepy."

With the light blocked, Sher couldn't sleep, so he simply grabbed Shi Jinzhe's folded collar and kissed him wherever he could.

"We're no longer in the game."

Shi Jin folded the blanket and said, "Take a good look. This is inside the car. There are people everywhere outside. This is not appropriate."

He held down the hand that was doing whatever it wanted. If she didn't stop, she would have unbuttoned all the buttons. "And at least let me get some sleep first."

“But your body says you don’t want to sleep,” Sheikh said, scooting his leg, which was resting on his knee, upwards.

"Anyone who's been tortured like this wouldn't want to sleep."

With his back taut, Shi Jinzhe pulled out his trump card, "Do you know how many people have slept in this bed? It's not clean!"

...

Sher lifted the blanket, straightened her rolled-up skirt, and sat down on the small sofa opposite her.

How annoying.

When will Shi Jinzhe be able to buy her her own high-speed train? Even if it can't run away, it's fine as long as it's there.