Shen Zhizhou is unconscious; is he in danger?
Shu Yi watched as Shen Zhizhou's eyes turned bloodshot as he searched through the rubble with his bare hands, disregarding his own safety. Drops of blood fell onto the broken stones. Shu Yi hugged Shen Zhizhou with heartache, trying to calm him down.
Shen Zhizhou pushed Shuyi away with lifeless eyes, determined to search through the ruins. Shuyi grasped Shen Zhizhou's hands and asked softly, "What are you looking for? I'll help you, okay?"
"The necklace, Mom's necklace, it was shaped like a blooming magnolia flower, I can't find it..."
Upon hearing this, Shu Yi immediately used her sorcery to conduct a comprehensive search, but found no trace. Seeing that Shen Zhizhou was already somewhat driven mad, and with the collapse below intensifying, Shu Yi had no choice but to knock him unconscious with a chop to bring him out.
Sheyang saw Shuyi rush out carrying Shen Zhizhou, and then gathered the monsters to hide in the forest on the mountain villa that Shen Zhizhou had previously wanted to develop into a farmhouse for a while.
The villa below is used to accommodate agritainment businesses, and Shen Zhizhou originally intended to develop the forest above for growing fruits and vegetables, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a perfect place to shelter monsters.
Sheyang looked after the large group of monsters, while Shuyi focused on taking care of Shen Zhizhou. Shen Zhizhou fell into a coma for three days in a row, constantly calling out "Mommy, Mommy." Every time Sheyang examined Shen Zhizhou, he would shake his head anxiously.
"It's been three days and he still hasn't woken up? I didn't hit him that hard back then, how come he still hasn't woken up?" Shuyi tugged at Sheyang's sleeve, pulling him to check Shen Zhizhou again.
Sheyang shone a flashlight on Shen Zhizhou's pupils, then listened to his heartbeat with a stethoscope. After removing the stethoscope, he shook his head at Shuyi: "Xiaozhou has suffered a great shock, so he is trapped in his own emotions and cannot extricate himself. As for when he will wake up... we can only say it depends on fate."
Shuyi sat by Shen Zhizhou's bedside, tears welling up in her eyes and then falling heavily, each crystal-clear drop landing on Shen Zhizhou's hand. Shuyi sniffed and told herself, "I will definitely wake you up!"
No matter the cost, Shuyi silently said in her heart.
Shu Yi picked up the basin, intending to fetch some water to wipe Shen Zhizhou's body, but in the instant she turned around, she missed the sudden twitching of Shen Zhizhou's fingers.
The monsters all knew about Shen Zhizhou's coma and the burning of the Sheyang Hospital, and spontaneously contributed money and effort. Even the little sparrow Zhizhi took a few days off to visit Shen Zhizhou, and the flowery rat Lili, in order not to arouse its master's suspicion, even used the trick of sending a message in a dream to get its master to send it near the villa so it could sneak away to see them.
A large group of demons surrounded Shen Zhizhou's bedside, shedding tears. They opened their mouths as if to speak, but then swallowed their words in frustration. They all knew that they had brought disaster upon themselves, but none of them dared to utter a word of apology. It seemed that if each demon bore some responsibility and sincerely prayed to heaven, Shen Zhizhou could be awakened from the boundless darkness.
Sheyang sighed as he looked at the crowded ward full of monsters. Luo Yingcao stepped forward as a representative to inquire about the patient's condition. After learning that the time for waking up was uncertain, the ward fell silent again. Only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, and even soft sobs were used for fear of disturbing the person in the dream.
"Why don't we go outside and let Boss Shen get some rest?" He Yong said timidly from the corner.
The demons suddenly awoke and tiptoed to close the door so that Shen Zhizhou could rest. Before closing the door, Shu Yi looked at the sleeping Shen Zhizhou through the crack in the door, her eyes filled with sorrow.
The demons surrounding him dispersed, and Shuyi looked at the sky, seemingly lost in thought. After a long while, she turned back to Shen Zhizhou as if she had made up her mind.
Everyone is worried about you, Shen Zhizhou. I will face this with you, even if it means being shattered to pieces.
Shu Yi picked up the lotus knife that Shen Zhizhou always carried and cut open her own palm, then cut open Shen Zhizhou's palm. She pressed their wounds together and chanted a spell. Their connected palms, along with the love spell on their foreheads, flickered and burned. The next second, Shu Yi was pulled into Shen Zhizhou's nightmare.
Using herself as a medium, she could enter Shen Zhizhou's nightmare. If Shen Zhizhou became obsessed with the dream, then Shu Yi would also be unable to return to reality, and death would be their only outcome. But Shu Yi wanted to take the gamble.
She bets that Shen Zhizhou has feelings for her.
The darkness stretched as far as the eye could see, and the surrounding silence was terrifying. In the nightmare, Shu Yi was like a blind and mute person, unable to see anything or hear any sound, and could only rely on courage to grope forward step by step.
"Shen Zhizhou, where are you? Can you hear me?" Shu Yi shouted in the darkness.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shuyi seemed to hear a crying sound. Following the sound, she gradually entered a sea of flowers, where a child was squatting in the center, crying silently.
Shu Yi recognized Shen Zhizhou as a child and rushed forward to hug him, but missed. The scene changed rapidly, and Shu Yi saw Shen Zhizhou's father, Shen Ran, who was full of vigor and had not yet become frail and weak. She also saw Wen Yi smiling and holding Shen Zhizhou in her arms.
Shen Zhizhou's mother, whom he never forgot.
Shu Yi carefully examined Wen Yi. Indeed, as Shen Zhizhou had said, she was a gentle and graceful beauty. Her smile was like a flower in bloom, as if bathed in warm sunshine, making people feel close to her.
Shen Zhizhou, nestled in his parents' arms, had grown a bit bigger than when they first met. He snuggled against them and said sweetly, "Mommy, I'll grow lots and lots of flowers too, okay? Let's take care of them together, okay? Daddy won't come. He's such a fool, he can't even tell the difference between a rose and a Chinese rose..."
Wen Yi gently pinched Shen Zhizhou's nose and smiled, rejecting his idea: "That won't do, Daddy will be sad. Let's take Daddy to plant more flowers so he can distinguish between roses and Chinese roses, okay, baby~"
Shen Zhizhou's childish words amused Shen Ran and Wen Yi, but Shu Yi's gaze was drawn to Ji Yao beside him. In this heartwarming scene of a family of three, Ji Yao was watching from under the eaves, her expression calm but her eyes cold.
Shuyi wanted to go in and take a look, but as soon as she took a step, the scene vanished along with the flower field. Shuyi saw Ji Yao teaching Shen Zhizhou to identify the types of monsters and to detect their aura.
At this moment, Ji Yao was far from the gentleness and love she showed in the real world; she was only coldly hard and defensive, teaching Shen Zhizhou in a rigid and methodical manner.
When Shen Zhizhou was young, he was restless and liked to ask "why," which was completely different from the Shen Zhizhou that Shuyi knew when he grew up. At this time, Shen Zhizhou was like a little dumpling, and you could guess what he was thinking at a glance.
"If you're going to study, then sit up straight and don't slouch." Ji Yao looked down at the little dumpling Shen Zhizhou.
Shen Zhizhou wasn't intimidated by Ji Yao's gaze. Instead, he leaned forward, hugged Ji Yao's leg, and raised his delicate, pretty face, asking with a grin, "Sister Ji, do you want to see the dance I learned in kindergarten? My senior class teacher said I dance really well!"
"I don't want to, sit still and listen to me..." Ji Yao pressed him back into his seat, but unexpectedly, little Shen Zhizhou hugged him and kissed him.
Ji Yao froze instantly, staring blankly at the child in her arms. Shen Zhizhou stood in front of Ji Yao, generously performing the dance taught in kindergarten.
"I'm a good baby, the world is so wonderful."
I love Mom and Dad, I want to grow up quickly.
I'm a good baby, put your little hands down.
Brush your teeth and bathe often, strive to be a good baby.
I'm a good baby, do you know that?
Ji Yao looked at little Shen Zhizhou clapping her hands and kicking her feet in a dance and asked her, "I'm a good baby, do you... know that?"
Ji Yao didn't get up. She blinked slowly and hugged the child who had finished dancing back into her arms. For the first time, Ji Yao felt that something in her long life was changing.
The tender scene shifted again, this time Shuyi confronted Shen Zhizhou's inner nightmare. She saw Wen Yi lying in a pool of blood, her eyes filled with tears as she forced herself to wipe away Shen Zhizhou's broken tears: "Don't be afraid, baby, don't be afraid, Mommy will always be with you, becoming the wind, becoming the clouds, becoming a sea of flowers, becoming a little bird, everything you can see around you is Mommy with you..."
Wen Yi trembled as she extended her little finger, gazing longingly at Shen Zhizhou with tender eyes: "Promise Mommy, our baby will live happily every day, right? Our baby... will be happy, right?"
Shen Zhizhou hugged his mother and cried uncontrollably. He wanted to cover the blood flowing from his mother's chest, but he was afraid of hurting her. He could only helplessly lean on his mother's forehead and cry.
Ji Yao killed the monster and slowly walked to Wen Yi. When Wen Yi saw Ji Yao's unfocused pupils, they suddenly lit up. She covered her wound and propped herself up on the ground.
"Xiao Zhou is still a child. You've taught him, and he's very well-behaved... Now I'm entrusting him to you. You promise me you'll take good care of him, right?"
Ji Yao looked at Shen Zhizhou, who was kneeling beside Wen Yi and crying, nodded and promised her, "I swear, I will treat your child as my own and raise her to adulthood. I mean what I say and will never go back on my word!"
Wen Yi nodded weakly, took Shen Zhizhou's hand and placed it on top of Ji Yao's hand, her eyes solemn as if entrusting her son to someone, and choked with sobs, "Please, you must treat this child well, he is a good child!"
Ji Yao knew from the first meeting that Shen Zhizhou was a good boy, and now she had to take on the responsibility of taking care of him.
Shuyi watched Shen Zhizhou cry like a bystander, watching Wenyi's life slowly fade away in Shen Zhizhou's arms, her body gradually growing cold. Shuyi shook her head frantically, feeling that things were not like this. She pounded on the barrier in front of her that was preventing her from getting close to Shen Zhizhou.
"Shen Zhizhou, wake up! Shen Zhizhou, you can't!"
Shuyi saw Shen Zhizhou pick up the familiar lotus dagger and try to commit suicide. Shuyi kept tapping the barrier with her jade ring, trying to break through and stop Shen Zhizhou, but the barrier did not budge.
Shu Yi tossed the jade ring at his feet and rammed his body against the barrier, but no matter what he did, the barrier did not budge an inch. Shu Yi took a few steps back and then charged forward, smashing his skull against the barrier. The barrier began to shake. He tried several more times, and even though his forehead was covered in blood from the impact, Shu Yi did not care.
Finally, with Shu Yi's fierce ramming, a gap was broken in the barrier, and Shu Yi rushed in and grabbed the blade that Shen Zhizhou was about to use to commit suicide.
"Shen Zhizhou, live on! Your mother wants you to live. Only by living can there be hope, Shen Zhizhou!" Shu Yi, her face covered in blood, almost roared out her last words.
Shen Zhizhou looked at Shuyi with a blank expression, reached out and touched Shuyi's wound, and said softly, "You lost so much blood, does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, Shen Zhizhou. As long as you wake up, I won't feel any pain at all!" Shu Yi said, holding Shen Zhizhou's hand and weeping.
Shen Zhizhou's gaze was unfocused, and he smiled with a hint of self-deprecation: "It doesn't hurt? How could it not hurt? My mother lost so much blood, it must have hurt so much... Why don't you monsters just die!"
Shen Zhizhou changed the direction of his dagger, aiming straight for Shu Yi's throat.
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