Chapter 27 The Delusions of the Mind: No Such Person Found

Chapter 27

Qin Yan nestled on the sofa, eating breakfast while watching TV.

She carefully selected this sofa; it's so comfortable to lie on.

No mission is in place, and the future remains uncertain.

The unfamiliar timeline made her feel like she was living a more real life now.

The bedroom door opened, and Qin Yan turned around at the sound.

Fang Jue was still wearing yesterday's clothes, her hair was a little messy, and she looked somewhat lazy.

Qin Yan greeted her, "Good morning."

The bedroom door slammed shut instantly.

Qin Yan raised an eyebrow.

A few seconds later, the bedroom door opened again.

Qin Yan waved the steamed bun in her hand at him: "I bought breakfast, want to eat together?"

The bedroom door closed again.

After a long while, the bedroom door opened again.

Fang Jue tidied his hair, holding a stack of clothes in his hands, and said simply to Qin Yan, "I'm going to take a shower."

He walked to the bathroom door, turned back to look at Qin Yan, and said urgently, "Soon."

As if afraid that Qin Yan would change her mind, he immediately closed the toilet door.

Qin Yan looked at the closed door and shrugged.

Thirty-year-old men are indeed hard to understand.

As he said, Fang Jue did indeed wash very quickly.

It was ready in five minutes.

Qin Yan felt that he hadn't washed properly, after all, he reeked of alcohol.

He walked into the living room and casually picked up a steamed bun from the table.

After hesitating for a moment, he sat down at the very edge of the sofa.

"You're back."

Qin Yan looked back and met Fang Jue's dark pupils, which seemed to have no bottom.

"Um."

Fang Jue tightened her grip on the steamed bun: "Are you still leaving?"

Qin Yan: "I don't know."

The system finally made contact with her.

They said they had tracked down a system vulnerability, and once it was fixed, her retirement application could be approved.

That's great news.

Fang Jue's phone rang. He glanced at the screen, then at Qin Yan, and said, "I'll take this call."

Qin Yan nodded.

"Okay, I got it."

Fang Jue hung up the phone quickly.

Qin Yan said to him understandingly, "You go ahead and get busy."

After a long silence, Fang Jue spoke up: "I have to go to the company now. Do you want to come with me?"

"Hmm? You can bring other people with you to work?"

It seems Fang Jue has become quite the extraordinary beast of burden.

“Okay,” Fang Jue nodded, “So, together?”

Qin Yan shook her head: "No, I think staying at home is fine."

However, Fang Jue didn't seem to be asking for her opinion: "You'll be bored staying at home."

Qin Yan didn't find it boring; in fact, she felt a strange sense of nostalgia.

Fang Jue insisted: "Let's do it together."

Qin Yan glanced at him.

He acted as if he wouldn't leave unless she did.

Okay.

Her aunt, who had disappeared for many years without a trace, was indeed in the wrong.

Upon arriving at the underground parking garage, a conspicuously ostentatious car worth tens of millions of yuan was parked at the elevator entrance.

This isn't a high-end neighborhood, so this car looks out of place here.

Fang Jue happened to unlock this very car.

They're incredibly wealthy.

"Why did you buy this car?"

Fang Jue glanced at her and opened the passenger door for her: "You said this car is nice."

How come she didn't realize before that this adopted nephew was so stubborn?

"You think I look good and you're going to buy it?"

"Um."

Looking at Fang Jue's matter-of-fact expression, Qin Yan asked again, "You'll buy me whatever I want?"

"Yes, as long as I can give it to you."

Qin Yan glanced at him sideways, then bent down and got into the car.

It's not fun anymore, not as amusing as it used to be.

I used to be shy and timid when I talked to him.

Upon arriving at the company, Qin Yan followed Fang Jue into the elevator.

Every time someone comes in, they have to call out "General Manager Fang".

Qin Yan looked up and saw Fang Jue nod in response.

The two exited the elevator at the top floor.

Qin Yan teased, "Oh, Mr. Fang."

Fang Jue smiled helplessly at Qin Yan: "Stop fooling around."

Fang Jue led Qin Yan to the office.

Someone was already sitting on the office sofa.

The man on the sofa turned around immediately upon hearing the door open: "A-Jue, I have something to tell you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Qin Yan next to Fang Jue and shut his mouth.

Fang Jue introduced first: "This is my aunt."

He then said to Qin Yan, "Please sit wherever you like, I'm going to talk about something."

Qin Yan obediently found a place to sit down.

"No, you," Xiang Wei looked at Fang Jue and then at Qin Yan, "you... Auntie?"

Fang Jue nodded: "Mm."

Xiang Wei chuckled awkwardly twice: "Oh, your aunt is really young."

"No, who brings their aunt to work?"

Qin Yan silently agreed.

Exactly, who brings their aunt to work?

Fang Jue didn't respond: "Get to the point."

Xiang Wei looked at him and then at Qin Yan.

Fang Jue understood what he meant and turned to Qin Yan, saying, "Wait here for me."

He pushed Xiang Wei, who kept looking back, out of the way.

After the door closed, Xiang Wei couldn't wait to ask, "Is she really your aunt?"

Fang Jue: "It really is my aunt."

Xiang Wei clearly didn't believe it: "You swear, this is your biological aunt?"

Fang Jue: "Closer than biological siblings."

Xiang Wei clicked his tongue twice: "You're hiding something."

Fang Jue glanced at him sideways: "You called me over so early in the morning just to talk about my aunt?"

"..."

*

Fang Jue's office is quite large.

Since the owner wasn't in the office and Qin Yan was bored, she wandered around the office.

Fang Jue's office was very clean, and everything was arranged neatly.

Just like tidying up a house, everything is in perfect order.

There was a picture frame on his desk.

There is only one picture of a woman's back.

But Qin Yan recognized herself at a glance.

Fang Jue had secretly taken a picture of her back without anyone noticing.

I even printed it out and framed it.

She indeed left without saying goodbye.

These small worlds were all extremely ordinary tasks for her.

To her, everyone in the world was just an ordinary NPC.

But when he returned to his original world, he saw a marginalized figure in that world who still cared about him.

For some reason, it still touched me a little.

Qin Yan felt a rare pang of guilt.

Fine, I'll be nicer to him for a while.

*

Qin Yan went to the restroom and returned to her office to find Fang Jue standing at the door, looking lost.

She peeked curiously into the room: "What's wrong?"

The next instant, her wrist was grabbed.

Fang Jue's still-shaken voice rang out from above: "...You're still here."

Qin Yan looked at him, puzzled. "I'm here."

Qin Yan noticed that Fang Jue's hand, which was gripping hers, was trembling.

Then she was pulled into an embrace, just like yesterday.

She could clearly feel the person holding her trembling uncontrollably.

A subtle, uncontrollable tremor.

His heavy breaths sprayed onto the side of her neck.

Fang Jue murmured hoarsely, "...Please don't leave again, okay?"

Qin Yan remained silent.

Her sudden appearance at home should have aroused Fang Jue's suspicion.

But he didn't ask anything.

It has been more than a decade since she left this world.

Her appearance remained unchanged.

Since Fang Jue has the money to buy a luxury car, he should also buy a larger new house.

Instead of still living in this tiny apartment.

He was waiting for her.

But if it weren't for the accident, she would never have come back here.

Qin Yan sighed: "Let go first."

Perhaps finally realizing his abruptness and overstepping his bounds, Fang Jue let go of her hand.

"Feel sorry."

Qin Yan was about to speak, but Fang Jue didn't give her the chance.

"I've finished my business. Shall we go out for a walk together?"

Qin Yan looked up: "Absenteeism?"

Fang Jue smiled and said, "Yeah, it's not easy to have a chance to experience what it's like to skip work."

Qin Yan never expected that Fang Jue's "shopping" would mean taking her to various luxury brand stores.

He was clearly a regular customer at these stores, and the sales staff would come out to greet him from afar when they saw him.

He thoughtfully considered all the items she needed right now, from clothing and jewelry to daily necessities.

Yes, the items in the wardrobe and shoe cabinet are all from more than ten years ago, they're outdated, and they haven't been washed, they have a musty smell.

Looking at Fang Jue carrying large bags and small packages, Qin Yan suddenly said, "You're quite wealthy now."

Fang Jue lowered her eyes: "I invested the money you gave me, and luckily, I made a little money."

Qin Yan was somewhat surprised: "I thought you would never use that money, even if you were beaten to death."

Fang Jue pursed her lips: "I need money. It's a rare opportunity, and I don't want to miss it."

Qin Yan asked curiously, "With your education and abilities, you should be able to find a good job even after graduation."

Fang Jue said softly, "Not enough."

“If it’s just a regular job, I won’t be able to afford your daily expenses.”

Qin Yan's eyes were strange: "I'm the one who's going to support you, not the other way around."

Fang Jue continued, "I know you often deal with those men outside. What they can give you, I can give you too."

Qin Yan knew that Fang Jue had misunderstood.

She has said that it's not what he thinks.

That was a task she had to complete, and she didn't want to be entangled with a bunch of random men every day.

Fang Jue looked at her, his gaze intense: "I can give you anything you want."

"So, please don't go looking for them anymore, okay?"

Fang Jue's voice gradually lowered, revealing a barely perceptible sense of humility.

What kind of person does this cheap nephew think she is?

"I won't go to them."

She made a promise.

In her memory, her ending in this world was that she was kidnapped by a powerful gangster.

Well, then it got messed up and was thrown into the ocean to feed the fish.

She was drowned.

According to the system's settings, she is a socialite who worships money and mingles with men.

She was an unregistered person, without any identity or relatives, and no one would know if she died.

Perhaps only this cheap nephew in the whole world still remembers him.

Fortunately, he didn't know that he had died once in this world.

Seeing that Fang Jue remained silent for a long time, she smiled and said, "I promise you."

*

As soon as get out of class ended on Friday afternoon, Fang Jue returned to her dormitory and began packing her things.

"Fang Jue, you're home again?"

My roommate couldn't help but complain again: "Even if you're a local, what college student goes home every week?"

Another roommate chimed in, "Aren't you used to it yet? You've been doing it since freshman year, without fail."

"Can't you be tempted by the exciting life of university?"

Fang Jue ignored their teasing and just smiled, "I'm leaving, see you next week."

He was in a hurry to get home.

Qin Yan hasn't replied to his messages for five days in a row.

Although she wasn't usually very proactive in replying to his messages.

But it will never exceed three days.

He had a bad feeling.

Upon entering the house, he noticed with keen insight that everything was arranged exactly as it had been the previous week.

Nothing had been moved.

Qin Yan has been away from home for the past week.

Seeing the chat box filled with messages from only himself, he decisively dialed the number.

Power off.

He wouldn't give up and kept hitting it again and again.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get through.

His heart sank to the bottom.

Just like when he tried to call countless times only to be told the number was invalid.

The despair chilled him to the bone.

Fang Jue called the police.

No such person found.

There are many people with the same name, but no one can match them up.

At the time, there was little surveillance footage, and it was impossible to find out where she had been.

The matter was eventually dropped.

But Fang Jue was unwilling to give up.

I want to see the person alive or dead.

He would never give up until he saw Qin Yan.

He needs connections to get information.

A sufficient number of people can generate a sufficient amount of intelligence.

He remembered the bank card Qin Yan had left him but had never used.

Fang Jue found a second-generation partner to start an investment company.

Xiang Wei is that second-generation rich kid.

Because Xiang Wei always had great faith in his abilities, he was in charge of all the company's affairs.

Xiang Wei was only responsible for providing the money.

Under Fang Jue's management, the company's business flourished, its scope expanded, and its scale grew larger.

Fang Jue finally found out about Qin Yan.

One day, Xiang Wei, the hands-off manager, suddenly came to the office.

Upon entering the room, he sighed and stammered in front of Fang Jue.

Fang Jue glanced at him: "Get to the point."

Xiang Wei glanced at his phone, then at Fang Jue. Seeing that Fang Jue was getting impatient, he composed himself and said, "One good news and one bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"Spit it out."

"We've found out about Qin Yan."

Fang Jue suddenly looked up.

"She is dead."

"He died five years ago."