Chapter 036 Three Sentences Fill the World-weary Villain with Hope (Part 1)

The sadness and trance of parting with his beloved paper lover did not last long. Chen Yunli had hot pot at noon, spicy bullfrog in the evening, and ordered 60-70 yuan of grilled skewers for supper. He also had a yogurt and fruit platter before going to bed. When he woke up the next day, the negative emotions had been completely digested along with the delicious food he had eaten.

This wasn't the first time he'd lost his paper figure; he'd grown accustomed to it. Besides, Chen Wenjian wasn't dead either. As long as the data was there, Chen Wenjian would live forever; it was just that they couldn't see each other.

Chen Yunli believed in the pragmatism that everything is possible in life. For example, he could just work hard, accumulate achievements, and then report to his superiors, requesting to exchange his year-end bonus for another meeting with Chen Wenjian.

There are plenty of ways to get back together, there's really no need for him to be depressed about this.

After figuring it out, Chen Yunli quickly returned to his original state. On the way to work, he bought two pancakes and hummed songs comfortably as he walked.

When he reached the office door, he suddenly froze.

It is now 8:25 in the morning. Since Chen Yunli is the only one who has the key to the gate, the outer roller shutter door and the inner glass door are both open.

What happened? Did he leave the door unlocked when he left work yesterday? Or did he leave his keys outside?

Chen Yunli reached in and found the two keys, which were chained together on the same iron ring, still lying quietly deep in his pocket.

He scratched his temples in confusion and walked over with breakfast.

There were no lights on in the hall. The sunlight extended from the door inward and stopped in front of the desk, creating a clear dividing line.

Chen Yunli stood in the light and looked up to see the new things on his desk—a new office computer, a printer, an office chair, and...

The person sitting sideways to him on the chair.

The man was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his arms with smooth and graceful lines. Intricate tattoos spread from the protruding wrist bones to the back of his hands, like a pair of gorgeous gloves, but they could not cover his overly pale skin and slender and beautiful fingers.

Chen Yunli's heartbeat became strangely rapid, hitting his chest again and again. His blood flowed so fast that his temples were throbbing, making him feel dizzy.

He held onto the glass door next to him to slow down, then quickly walked towards the front desk, wanting to see the man's face clearly.

The man heard footsteps and turned around. The sunlight was surging at this moment, like a lamp in a movie or TV show that was just the right brightness, illuminating his face.

Handsome, gorgeous, almost perfect, and strange.

It wasn't the face he had imagined.

Chen Yunli was immediately deflated. He couldn't hide his disappointment and felt that he was daydreaming. He pressed the throbbing veins on his forehead.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Are you... the company's newly hired audit clerk?"

"Hello, my name is Meng Jian."

The man didn't stand up, but nodded at him with his head tilted upwards. His cold, porcelain-like voice penetrated his ears, sounding equally unfamiliar.

Chen Yunli rubbed his face, quickly composed himself, walked around the side and behind the table, and smiled at him politely.

"I used to be the only one working here, and it was so lonely. Now that you're here, I'll have someone to slack off with. We can even play games together, which is great." Chen Yunli turned on the computer screen and spoke to him without turning around. "My name is Chen Yunli, and I'm an audit field officer. By the way, did you have breakfast? I bought two pancakes, I'll share one with you."

As he spoke, Chen Yunli handed over the breakfast bag with a smile.

Meng Jian's eyelashes drooped, and her gaze slid from his face to the pancake: "Is this considered a meeting gift?"

"Hmm?" Chen Yunli didn't expect him to ask that. "Hmm... forget it."

"Thanks."

As soon as Chen Yunli finished speaking, Meng Jian hooked away one of the bags and gently rubbed her fingertips across his fingertips, leaving a slight itch that was about to be touched but not yet touched.

Chen Yunli shuddered inexplicably and retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

The two of them ate breakfast quietly, and the crisp chewing sounds echoed in the hall.

While eating, Chen Yunli curiously observed the new colleague beside him.

He has a face that can kill all his peers with his looks when he debuts. He has a cold temperament and a strong presence. His personality is mostly introverted. It seems that as long as no one takes the initiative to talk to him, he can remain quiet forever.

Although Meng Jian was actually sitting next to him, Chen Yunli felt more and more confused the more he looked at him, as if he and he were in different latitudes. No matter how clear his appearance was, it was just a projection with the details processed to the extreme.

However, the projection will not eat the pancake.

Chen Yunli looked at the half-eaten pancake in Meng Jian's hand, and decisively dismissed his strange impression of him as an illusion.

After a field mission, everyone looked abnormal to me. The impact of this sequelae was unexpectedly terrible.

Chen Yunli shook his head and stuffed the rest of the pancake into his mouth, accidentally leaving a smear of oil on the corner of his mouth.

Meng Jian raised her long eyelashes and reached out to wipe them away for him almost reflexively.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, the tattoo from his wrist bone to the back of his hand suddenly shrank, and a flame-like light quickly flowed in a circle within the dark green lines, deeply tightening his flesh.

Burning, piercing, and tearing pains appeared simultaneously, but Meng Jian's expression remained unchanged. He turned his hand half a circle in the air, took out two napkins from the tissue box on the corner of the table, and handed them to Chen Yunli.

"Oh, thank... holy shit! Your hand!"

Before Chen Yunli took the napkin and had time to wipe his mouth, he saw blood spurting out of the blood vessels in his hands like a broken water pipe. The highest stream of blood was about five or six centimeters high and almost hit Chen Yunli's face.

He hurriedly put a tissue on it to press it down, and then took out several pieces of paper to cover it and press it tightly, trying to stop Meng Jian's bleeding.

However, the blood seemed to be flowing more and more, and soon it soaked all the papers and dripped onto the desk.

"What's wrong with your hand, you..."

Chen Yunli raised his eyes anxiously, just in time to meet Meng Jian's calm gaze. He seemed to feel no pain, nor the weakness brought by the blood loss. His focused and persistent gaze even made Chen Yunli glimpse a vague sense of familiarity through his unfamiliar appearance.

Chen Yunli was stunned for a second, and two streams of blood spurted out in front of his eyes again. He was so scared that his voice changed: "Don't look at me! Look at your hands! Hands!"

In his anxiety, the sense of familiarity that had just arisen in his mind was immediately thrown behind his mind. He quickly pulled out half a box of tissues and covered Meng Jian's hand with it, while with his other hand he took out his mobile phone and prepared to dial 120.

At this time, Meng Jian stopped his action.

"Don't worry, it's just a minor problem." Meng Jian pulled back her hand and peeled off the blood-soaked napkin. "I have a strange congenital disease. When it flares up, my hands bleed. Once it bleeds enough, I'll be fine."

Hearing this, Chen Yunli's worried expression instantly became strange and stiff.

"Your disease...is it a disease?"

When the disease strikes, the hands bleed, and once enough blood bleeds, it will be fine? Could he have been the genius who invented bloodletting in his previous life?

A faint smile flashed in Meng Jian's eyes. He covered the back of his bleeding hand with his other hand for a moment, then took it away. The bleeding miraculously stopped.

"Look," he said, "it's all right."

“……?”

Chen Yunli looked at his hand, then at his face, and inexplicably tasted a familiar taste from this small action.

"Really don't you need to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

"No need." A thin scar appeared on the tattoo, and he said indifferently: "Do you have a bandage? Just wrap it."

"Yes!" Chen Yunli quickly opened the cabinet at his feet and took out a medicine box. "Here are iodine and ointment. Do you want me to help you or do it yourself?"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Jian reached out his hand.

"Thank you for your help."

Chen Yunli nodded and buried his head in sorting out the necessary things from the messy medicine box, just missing the flash of nostalgia on Meng Jian's face.

…

Due to a "relapse of an old illness", Meng Jian did not even finish his morning shift, but his superiors approved him for three days of leave. Chen Yunli was stunned and suspected that he was a "relative" of some god, who came to a low-level position to experience life and gild himself.

He sent Meng Jian out the door, and the oncoming luxury car further confirmed his thoughts.

Meng Jian sat in the back seat with a cold expression, rolled down the window, and said goodbye to Chen Yunli. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Chen Yunli seemed to see disdain in his eyes for a moment, but when he said goodbye, he could only see concentration and calmness in his eyes.

Looks like someone.

After watching the luxury car drive into the traffic and disappear around the corner of the intersection, Chen Yunli turned around and returned to his workstation.

He was the only one left in the huge office, which was empty, cold and boring.

Chen Yunli played games for a while, read novels for a while, and watched videos for a while. When he looked up, he found that only ten minutes had passed and the end of get off work was nowhere in sight. Loneliness had already eaten away his heart like termites.

He snorted, gave up resistance, opened his email and turned to the second paper that needed review. After preparing himself mentally for half a minute, he resolutely clicked to open it.

The moment his consciousness was pulled out of his body and thrown into the void, Chen Yunli immersed himself in it with peace of mind.

It's so boring to slack off at work, it's more interesting to go out on field work.

As my thoughts wandered, the content of the thesis and the plot of the world created based on it came flooding back.

…

Once people get tired of living, they will seek death at any time and in any way.

The difference is that some people can only kill themselves, while others can destroy the world.

Chen Wenjian is one of those people who was driven crazy by the latter.

In the twelfth year of Li Kingdom, the old era collapsed and a new kingdom was established on the ruins. The two were completely replaced, and the social landscape also underwent earth-shaking changes.

In this era, there are no longer emperors or nobles, only a righteous army that jointly governs the country. Guns and cannons have shattered the corrupt old order, and the idea that all men are created equal has begun to spread among the people and become the guiding principle.

Commoners in coarse linen clothes no longer had to kneel down and salute nobles in brocade and gorgeous clothes, or kiss their toes, and there was no longer a class distinction between scholars, farmers, merchants, and artisans.

Marriage is no longer a match made in heaven, and freedom of marriage and love is gradually becoming the mainstream.

Those monsters that were once feared and despised by humans and wanted to be killed at all costs have also carved out a corner of living space for themselves.

It seems that all areas are moving forward in a positive direction.

In the 32nd year of the Li Kingdom, the country was destroyed.

The world, newly flourishing and growing, was severed and crushed at the very moment it reached its peak, like a handful of fading ashes being used by the great demon crouching above to keep warm.

It was a giant beast so huge that it seemed to be able to hold up the sky and the earth. Its eyes were blind, one of its front limbs was broken and twisted, its thick fur was covered with wounds, and the tip of its tail was broken off.

It lay wounded on the ashes of the world, finding a touch of warmth in the aftermath of destruction.

It recounted its past, starting with its youth when it hated itself for not being able to save its parents, and then wandering through many places before meeting the first human willing to take it home. It thought it would finally be free from wandering, only to suffer the pain of having its tail chopped off, its front paws twisted off, and its eyes gouged out. Then, it ended up curled up in a street corner, covered in wounds, flies and mosquitoes, its flesh and blood stained, and it died with its eyes open.

The memories of demons are always so painful.

The light of the new era cannot shine into the filthy sewer, nor can it shine on it.

In this case, it can only set the world on fire to warm itself.

Chen Wenjian yawned while holding his broken tail.

Go to sleep, tomorrow will be a good day, and no one can disturb it from sleeping in or basking in the sun.

"Bang!--"

On the second floor of an affordable apartment building on Xiangyu Street, a deafening bang suddenly erupted in the utter silence of the night. The sound spread throughout the narrow, tall, modern building, penetrating the thin walls and startling every sleeping resident. The entire building trembled three times at the sound.

"Grass! What are you doing in the middle of the night? Are you sick?"

"Can't you let me sleep? I just owe you a few months' rent. If you want to demolish the house, you have to wait until daybreak!"

"I #@+=&@..."

Loud shouts and curses were heard from all over the building. The residents cursed for a long time, but when they saw that the noise had died down, they quieted down and calmed down.

The night in Ancheng returned to tranquility.

In Room 202 on the second floor of the apartment, Chen Yunli sat on a thin bed that seemed like it would break with a little force. The summer night wind blew in through the open window, bringing with it a salty, fishy smell of the sea in the humidity, making him even more awake.

He looked around and found himself in a small square room, with a curtain separating the bed and cooking utensils. On the inside of the bed was a small door leading to the balcony. The so-called balcony was only one meter wide, more like a protrusion left by the unreasonable design of the house.

The plot of this world was still spinning in his mind. Chen Yunli took a long time to recover from the scene of the protagonist of this world being abused and treated miserably, and sorted out his own identity.

Chen Yunli, nineteen years old, just dropped out of Ancheng University because he couldn't afford the tuition. He used his remaining savings to rent this affordable apartment with the cheapest rent in the city and is currently looking for a job.

The protagonist of the story... is also called Chen Wenjian, and is currently just an insignificant cat demon.

Chen Wenjian's parents were tragically killed by a monster hunter not long ago. He escaped by chance, but has been immersed in the grief of his parents' death and unable to cheer up, and has become self-loathing.

Two days later, it will be taken home by a "kind-hearted person" and then have its eyes gouged out, its tail chopped off, and its front paws twisted off that night.

The person who picked it up lived opposite Chen Yunli.

There was a hammer on the bedside, which was the tool used by Chen Yunli for self-defense.

At this time, he picked up the hammer and weighed it.

"System, can I go and smash the door across the street?"

"…Auditor, please remain calm."

"You can't calm down. You beast who abuses small animals, die!"