Chapter 115 Crane Cry (13)
In the night wind, the system carried Shu Su and moved forward quickly, with the invisible Jian Shiyuan following closely behind them.
Unlike the system's nervousness and fear, Jian Shiyuan looked lazy, like a boat going down the wind, drifting with the current and moving forward.
His body was very soft and agile, as if he had no bones, and he skillfully avoided one obstacle after another.
The moonlight is like water, filling the entire continent.
Jian Shiyuan walked through the mottled shadows of the trees, the moonlight flickering.
Light passed through his eyes, and in an instant, it shone on his soft lips. He always maintained a faint smile of drunkenness, with the corners of his lips curved.
Countless golden spots of light floated and rose behind him, like countless dazzling river lanterns, surrounding Jian Shiyuan. He seemed to be carrying a vast, colorful, and boundless river of light. Wherever he went, the light illuminated every blade of grass and every tree.
The night wind was cold, ruffling Jian Shiyuan's eyelashes and making him feel itchy and hot.
The system lowered its head and used its palm to shield Shu Su from the wind. Its fingers brushed across the corners of her moist eyes and paused for a moment.
Shu Su closed his eyes as if he was asleep, with no extra expression on his face. Under the moonlight, his lips were pale and cold, with only a little moisture on them, like flowers and plants soaked in dew, tender and tempting.
Shu Su's eyelashes moved.
Almost at the same time, the system's heart contracted tightly. At that moment, the system felt something falling inside its body, pressing it so hard that it couldn't breathe.
It wrapped Shu Su's outer robe tightly around her.
Shu Su's waist was slender, and when she was tucked in the system's arms, she only took up a little space.
Gently, softly, with almost no breathing.
The system felt heavy, heavier than a heart. It lowered its head, rubbing its chin against Shu Su's hair.
They were like two stray cats cuddling together for warmth, paws touching paws, heads touching.
A cool breeze blew, making the treetops covered with old leaves rustle.
The system disappeared into the shadows of the trees while holding Shu Su.
Jian Shiyuan followed behind him slowly. The wind blew across his eyes, but he felt hot. He reached out to unbutton the collar of his outer robe.
The platinum robe is gorgeous and heavy, with a total of twelve buttons on the top and bottom, stacked layer upon layer, interlocking, symbolizing smooth sailing and prosperity in all directions.
Jian Shiyuan's fingers slid downwards, and the jeweled buckle naturally fell apart. The outer robe slid down Jian Shiyuan's shoulders, and Jian Shiyuan's long hair also fell apart.
He grabbed the jade crown off his head.
Apart from all accessories, she was only wearing a white inner robe.
Jian Shiyuan felt more relaxed than ever before.
The roots and branches of the tree were protruding, blocking the way ahead, but Jian Shiyuan hooked his fingers and turned sideways, easily avoiding the messy branches.
Like a fish, he swung away nimbly before others could see his movements clearly.
The ceremonial robes of the immortal cultivation world were strictly regulated. Take, for example, Jian Shiyuan's sect leader robe. Besides the outer robe, there were also three inner robes: the lining, the undergarment, and the lining, all of varying styles and embroidery. Most inner robes were exquisitely crafted, featuring a wide variety of patterns. If you weren't particular, the inner robe could be worn as outerwear.
Jian Shiyuan also wore a pure white inner robe that looked light and soft. Under the moonlight, the edges were glowing white and blurry, like a dream. It was hazy and unclear whether viewed from near or far.
The Golden Chain of Law sighed
[If you want to look pretty in mourning clothes, it’s true. You look pretty good in white clothes.]
Jian Shiyuan swung half a circle around the branch, hooked his index finger on a branch, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "I'm so handsome, what can't I wear?"
As he spoke, he turned his face to the side, his long hair still blowing back.
The outer robe and jade crown that had been taken off seemed to have life, wrapped in golden light, floating empty behind him.
The whistling wind made the clothes rustle.
Just one glance and the Golden Chain of Law was stunned.
Jian Shiyuan's eyes and eyebrows were full of the youthful vigor and fearlessness that only young people have, like a sprouting willow branch, full of high spirits from head to toe.
So frivolous and so dazzling.
It had become accustomed to Jian Shiyuan's reserved and calm demeanor. This was the first time it had seen the pure and relaxed Jian Shiyuan.
The Golden Chain of Law seems to be asking itself: How have you been these years?
It didn't dare ask it out loud, it was too stupid a question.
Jian Shiyuan was bored of floating, so he simply leaned over from mid-air and put his hand on the system's shoulder.
Rather than floating on his own, Jian Shiyuan prefers to "hitch a ride", which allows him to keep up with his goal without any effort.
The wind ruffled his long hair. It was a deep night with only a little moonlight in the sky.
What did Jian Shiyuan think of?
He grasped the system's shoulders and exerted force, swinging his entire body behind the system. His bright red lips curled up slightly as he leaned against the system's shoulders, his long, dark hair waving lightly like water waves, like a goblin in the mountains that took advantage of the night to suck the souls of the living, plundering silently and soundlessly.
As traces of invisible substances merged into his lungs, Jian Shiyuan couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
He gripped the system's shoulder bones tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He was sucking the pain out of the system.
The pain was colorless and tasteless, sliding down Jian Shiyuan's throat and across his heart. Jian Shiyuan's heart tightened in pain, and even though cold sweat oozed from his forehead, he was unwilling to give up this direct stimulation.
The pain provided by the system is not intense, but it is long-lasting and continuous.
The more he absorbed, the more dizzy Jian Shiyuan felt. It was as if all the troubles and sufferings of the world had melted into his body, while his soul was ascending. Jian Shiyuan indulged himself in this long-lost, strange and dangerous relaxation.
The constant pain kept washing over Jian Shiyuan's consciousness. In his confusion, he only remembered to hold on to Buffet's shoulders tightly.
Finally, he collapsed on the system's shoulder, and with his eyes closed, he saw another world.
Blue Star
Skyscrapers, people coming and going, cars flowing endlessly, it seems that nothing has changed.
Blue Star?
Jian Shiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes clear.
He was fully awake.
There's no going back.
He knew he couldn't go back.
But the next second, he closed his eyes again, and an unreal smile appeared on the corners of his mouth again.
Now he just wants to be happy.
The inn was a three-story wooden building with a blue and white flag hanging in the wind, with the word "guest" written in red ink.
The system carried Shu Su upstairs.
Along the way, someone would occasionally stick their head out, looking suspiciously at it and Shu Su in their arms, with a look of alertness on their faces.
The system didn't like being peeped at, so it reached out to cover Shu Su's face.
Shu Su's breathing was very light, and her breath fell on the system's palm, which was light, hot and itchy. The system couldn't help but raise its hand to avoid the heat.
But a few strands of Shusu's black hair were blown by the wind, rolling down her cheeks and softly scratching the back of the system's hands and arms. The faint itch made the system panic, like a prey caught in a trap, no matter how it jumped and hid, it could not break free from the endless net.
The system's fake heart beat rapidly, and it frantically pulled Shu Su closer to its arms.
It takes more than a hundred steps to reach the third floor, and during this time, the guests who bumped into them couldn't help but secretly glance at them.
A man hugging another man, it looks strange no matter how you look at it. You can't see the face of the man in his arms, and you don't know if he is dying?
It's so unlucky so early in the morning.
A waiter carrying dishes came out from the corner of the second floor. He glanced at Shu Su, frowned, and muttered something, but when he met the system's cold gaze, he was like being stung by a scorpion. He immediately retracted his head, looked straight ahead, looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, pretending to know nothing.
Less trouble is better than more, and no one wants to cause trouble. The humanoid figure that the system conjured up was cold and stern, its sleeves perfectly displaying its powerful arms, and a hint of sarcasm lingering in its mouth, making it clear that it was not someone to be messed with.
The system passed him by.
After taking a few steps, the system turned its head slightly and looked at the servant's back, the malice in its eyes completely unconcealed.
How could he dare to look at Shu Su with that kind of eyes when a human being as weak as a bug could be crushed to death at any time?
Turn him into blood or crush him to pieces?
At this moment, Shu Su coughed lightly, and hot breath surged into her palm. The system immediately moved its hand away and looked down worriedly.
The thin hair blocked Shu Su's eyes.
The system gently brushed aside her hair and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Shu Su didn't say anything, but just leaned against its chest and coughed intermittently.
His arms were folded limply, his fingertips white.
The system didn't dare to delay and strode forward holding him.
In the room.
The wooden bed was just big enough for two people to lie down. Shu Su took the left side, and Jian Shiyuan didn't hesitate. He turned over, picked up a ball of quilt, and rolled to the right side in one go.
Silky black hair covered half the bed.
No one noticed that Jian Shiyuan had his eyes open.
The system fetched a basin of hot water and carefully wiped Shu Su's cheek. It sat beside the bed, grasping Shu Su's hand and carefully scrubbing the blood from between her fingers.
These hands had held swords, played with folding fans, and were eventually stained with their own blood.
The system lowered its head, its face expressionless and frighteningly calm.
It was close to Shu Su's face.
Shu Su was lying on the bed, his brows and eyes were wet, his lips were pale, perhaps due to excessive blood loss, his whole body exuded a haggard and sick air.
No one spoke.
The system gently and tenderly brushed Shu Su's eyebrows, eyes, and lips.
The clear water in the basin was stained red with blood. The system said something, yet it said nothing. Shu Su remained motionless and silent, his eyes closed as if he were asleep. The system held his hand against his cheek, feeling the human body temperature, and carefully wrapped his fingers around it.
Shu Su's hand was still warm, and this little bit of body temperature confirmed that he was still alive.
The system is a cold object. It cannot bring warmth or comfort. Even if it looks like a human, it is not a human.
The system is well aware of the difference between itself and humans.
No matter how sad it is, it cannot shed tears.
He silently watched Shu Su's sleeping face. Her eyelashes were long and soft, and she looked cool and aloof in her sleep, with a sense of indifference that kept strangers away. Yet, his lips were so soft that they lacked a sense of distance. The system caressed Shu Su's fingertips, carefully feeling his unique fingerprint.
The pale face was close at hand.
Looking at her, the system leaned down, put its hand against Shu Su's forehead, and smiled softly.
It still remembers Shu Su's frightened eyes when they first met.
He opened his eyes wide, his eyelashes trembling, his eyes full of disbelief, and like a frightened crane, he staggered back several steps.
It couldn't remember what it was thinking at the time, but it always found the human in front of it very interesting.
The system's eyes turned sad.
Feeling even stronger emotional fluctuations, Jian Shiyuan curled up his body, rolled up the quilt into a ball, hugged it tightly like a pillow, buried his face deeply in the soft quilt, and forced himself to ignore the sinking pain in his heart.
It has been with Shu Su all these years and has witnessed her growth.
Shu Su was once graceful and energetic, and she ended her beauty with one sword.
Looking back, those were the few happy times in the system's life. Unfortunately, they didn't cherish them at that time. After all, no one would cherish the trivialities of daily life.
Later, more and more things happened and everything was sliding out of control.
At first, Shu Su was just feeling lost and melancholy, but it would wait quietly, waiting for Shu Su to cheer up.
Shu Su was like a jade gleaming from the sea; the wind and waves should leave no trace on him. The system firmly believed that as long as he could endure the initial pain, Shu Su would become even more dazzling.
Survive the hardship?
So stupid.
How can it regard all setbacks and tribulations as necessary experiences for comfort? How can it think that sadness is a good thing?
Polish your mood?
This is ridiculous.
At first, Shu Su would smile and say to it, "It's okay."
His eyes lit up when he smiled, and it seemed like nothing could destroy him.
But slowly, Shu Su's eyes dimmed.
Perhaps it was because she had no one to talk to, or perhaps it was because she felt that talking was meaningless. Shu Su increasingly liked to stay alone in a corner, playing the piano that no one could understand, and when she was tired, she would fall asleep on the strings.
When he woke up, he was still unhappy, but he had no time to rest.
It just watched calmly, waiting silently for Shu Su to grow up.
How could it let Shu Su face all the disasters alone? !
Hardships and sufferings can only be disasters, they can never turn into wealth! Some people live a smooth life and even create miracles, while others struggle desperately but are still trampled underfoot.
Disaster can only be disaster.
It's really wrong.
It should never have ignored Shu Su's struggle. When Shu Su hurt himself for the first time to vent his anger, it should have told him that he did nothing wrong and there was no need to hurt himself for others.
It's too late, it's all too late.
In order to make Shu Su braver, it ignored all his sufferings and chose to watch Shu Su's struggles!
The emotions in the system were surging wildly, and it almost vomited.
But when it placed Shu Su's hand against its chest, it miraculously quieted down. It tried to lock in the warmth of his palm, but it was all in vain. Shu Su's body temperature steadily dropped, to the point where the system could barely sense his warmth.
He became like an object, cold and stiff.
The system covered his hand in pain.
It heard its heart saying sorry.
——Bingxin, it’s my fault. I didn’t teach you.
Regret and guilt almost tore it apart.
The system lowered its eyelashes and, without the slightest hesitation, tapped Shu Su's brow to supply him with energy.
Survive.
A trace of energy merged into Shu Su's body like a drop of water. Slowly, Shu Su's body temperature gradually rose. The system lowered its face, blocking all expressions.
At this moment, it thought, maybe it would be nice to be an ordinary person.
Ordinary people have their own way of living. They can be selfish, willful, cowardly, and still live beautifully.
Its fingers slid along the contours of Shu Su's face to the tip of his nose, gently poking it. Shu Su frowned, his thin lips trembling imperceptibly. The system changed its poking to a pinch, pinching the tip of his nose.
The area under the fingers was smooth and Shu Su had a faint body fragrance. The system smelled a familiar scent.
It is reluctant to let go.
Shu Su felt very uncomfortable when someone pinched the tip of her nose. She turned her face away and pursed her lips gently. A bit of childishness appeared on her cold face.
The system suddenly laughed.
She really knows how to act like a spoiled child.
This is good, just live happily like this.
Thinking of something, the system's eyes became stern, and a dangerous light flashed in its eyes.
It knew that there were several places where the [Prisoner's] relics were buried. Among them was a magical artifact that could conceal the breath. It could take it back and use it first. With that magical artifact, it could block all the peepers, and it would definitely be able to protect Shu Su.
Its smile turned cruel.
If any foolish creature comes to its door, it will chop them into pieces!
Having made a decision, it took Shu Su's hand to its lips and gently bit his nails.
Shu Su's nails were a little long, so the system only picked up a corner and bit a little white mark on the edge, like a shallow poke.
It couldn't bear to bite Shu Su's fingers.
In the past, if a contract needed to be signed, Shu Su would drip blood onto the bead. Now that he has lost too much blood, it doesn't want to drink his blood anymore.
The system thought: It turns out that signing a contract does not necessarily require blood.
Unfortunately, it knew it too late.
A ray of light shot into the system's body, its skin flashed with countless light patterns, and its long hair moved without wind.
Its appearance became clearer and clearer, and it looked no different from a human.
He has a handsome appearance, sword-like eyebrows, thin lips, a high nose bridge, and a calm gaze. At a glance, one can only say "handsome young man", but there is a hint of sinisterness in his eyes that is difficult for others to detect, and he carries a hint of coldness and chilliness.
No! It's not too late, they still have a chance!
The system held Shu Su's hand tightly.
It can take Shu Su to travel around the world, let her put aside all worries and just do what she likes.
When Shu Su's life comes to an end, it will carry out the [Prisoner] Lord's plan to kill the immortals. At that time, it can contract a new person.
Newcomer?
The system seemed to be burned by its own thoughts, with an inexplicable expression and an even more mocking sneer on its lips.
No!
It just wants comfort!
It also wants to find Shu Su's reincarnation and stay by his side to protect him in all his lives.
How can I contract with others?
It will always be with him.
forever.
Suddenly, the system shook all over, as if it had touched some kind of restriction. Countless cracks appeared on the body it had transformed into, visible to the naked eye. Scarlet liquid surged under the smooth skin, like magma bursting out of a volcano, blowing up the thin skin.
Its entire body was crumbling and cracking, with pieces of skin falling off. It tried to cover the skin on the back of its hand, but a large piece fell off its face.
The system's pupils suddenly contracted, and without thinking, it pressed down the crumbling skin on its cheek with its backhand, and with its other hand, it grabbed the dry towel on the armrest and covered Shu Su's face.
The cloth fell lightly on Shu Su's face. The system bent over and pressed its hands tightly on its face, but the skin still fell off piece by piece.
No!
I can’t let Shu Su see its horrible and miserable appearance.
Shu Su knew nothing about it. The handkerchief covered most of his face, leaving only a smooth, white chin exposed.
The system caught sight of Shu Su's vague outline through his fingers. He staggered backward, trying his best to calm the energy surging in his body.
There is a voice in the heart warning it:
[You must complete the Immortal Extermination Plan and never betray the adults. It is the adults who gave you freedom and life. You exist only to realize the adults' great plan.]
No!
It cannot contract with others!
[Violators will be punished!]
die?
It is not afraid of death.
But it can't disappear, it can't leave Shu Su behind!
Live, live, live, live!
It must live!
ah--
The system knelt on the ground with its face covered. It bit its lower lip and trembled all over, but it didn't dare to make any sound. It didn't dare to disturb Shu Su on the bed.
Survive!
It is resisting the most primitive instinct in the body.
It is just a spiritual weapon created by great beings. There are countless restrictions in its body. These restrictions give it absolute power but also put countless shackles on it.
Can't escape, can't betray, can't choose.
Its purpose is to serve as a tool to assist the contractor.
It can never live for itself.
More and more skin fragments fell down and turned into countless crystal powders as soon as they touched the ground.
The system kept flashing a strange and dazzling blood-red light, and it could feel something shattering at its core.
But it was not afraid at all, instead it gave rise to more thoughts that should not exist.
Yearning, expectation, protection, and anger!
No amount of restrictions can restrain its desire to escape.
It can reach a contract without blood, everything can be changed!
It doesn't have to obey the orders of losers!
There was a voice in the system's heart laughing wildly. It could hear its own voice clearly. All the disrespectful thoughts were like melting thick snow, surging and washing over its lungs.
What kind of great beings are they?!
They're just a bunch of losers! Rotting flesh hiding in the shadows! Frail rats! Who are they to give orders?!
Its body was being torn apart, its instincts were roaring, all its energy was expanding, and it was bearing pressure that was unimaginable to humans - in the end, it still chose to betray!
Bang.
A huge force swept through the core.
The system gave up all the plans of attacking the immortals and keeping a low profile.
Forever and ever
It is willing to live for him.
Bang.
Something inside the body exploded, followed by excruciating pain. The system could hardly lift a finger. It knelt on the ground with its head hung down, its face distorted but with a hearty smile.
It finally took control of its own destiny.
No longer a tool.
It can—live for him.
Its body shattered inch by inch, and countless sticky bright red liquids oozed out from the cracks in its skin. Its body was constantly repairing, reorganizing, and shattering.
After a long time, the system raised its head, revealing a bumpy face.
Its skin was shattered beyond recognition, and its right eye had exploded, leaving only an empty hole in its socket. Despite its miserable state, its first glance was towards Shusu, who lay quietly on the bed.
Shu Su had no idea what was happening. He lay there with his eyes closed, within easy reach. Although he made no extra movements, the system felt something inside him tremble.
Gently, falling down.
It reached out its hand, and as it moved, more debris fell from its face. The system's vision was foggy, and countless fragments transformed into streams of light. For a moment, the entire space was like a meteor shower, and the light was hurling. It ignored it, moving with difficulty. Finally, it grasped Shu Su's hand again.
Shu Su's hands were slightly warm.
The system pinched slowly.
I thought there wouldn't be any response.
But the next second it really felt something.
Shu Su gently shook its hand back.
Suddenly, Jian Shiyuan opened his eyes.
He seemed half-awake, supporting himself with his hands and slowly raising his upper body. He stretched his arms in an awkward position, his long black hair tumbling down his shoulders. Before the Golden Chain of Laws could react, Jian Shiyuan leaped behind the system, his fair fingers sliding across the side of the system's face.
He held up the system's head.
Silky black hair covered half of the system's body. Jian Shiyuan knelt on the bed with his head lowered. His bright lips opened and closed, revealing a faint smile.
The Golden Chain of Laws heard Jian Shiyuan muttering in a dreamy voice:
"Well, there's no more pain to absorb."
The system no longer provides pain.
It doesn't feel pain anymore.
This is so boring.
The warm wind blows through the grass, and the singing of orioles can be heard in the suburbs.
It's spring again.
Jian Shiyuan followed the system all the way north.
Shu Su's eyes were bound with a silk band, so he couldn't walk fast, and it took him a long time to wander through a town. Accustomed to seeing the world with his hands, he would touch an unmarked monument with great interest for a long time, while the system stood beside him, memorizing the messy inscription for him.
Along the way, they "looked" carefully but did not stop.
Sometimes, Jian Shiyuan thought they were going to settle down, but one day, Shu Su left quietly with the system.
They had just planted a peach tree at the door yesterday, taking great pains to dig the hole, and were planning to pick the peach blossoms and make wine when they bloomed.
When he left, he was as if he had just arrived, taking only one bag with him.
The wooden crane that he cherished like a treasure and was reluctant to let go of yesterday was also left behind.
Including the freshly cooked noodles, still steaming from the clear broth, and the cleanly washed chopsticks set aside.
I don't miss Shu Su at all.
He is willful and pampered.
Whenever he wants to leave, no matter where he wants to go, the system will accompany him. The system will not ask "why", it is Shu Su's loyal and silent companion, and will never question Shu Su's decision.
Occasionally, Jian Shiyuan could also see the reluctance in the system's eyes, but no matter how reluctant it was, it would restrain all emotions and follow Shu Su closely.
Like a shadow, he always stood behind Shu Su on her right side.
The more they interacted, the more Jian Shiyuan could sense the naive cruelty in Shu Su's bones.
Since his heart was broken, Shu Su no longer loved anything wholeheartedly. He willfully discarded anything that reminded him of something.
The beautiful things are picked, held in the palm of your hand and then thrown away.
It is fleeting, making an appointment and then leaving.
The illusion can ignore the passage of time. No matter spring goes and autumn comes, year after year, the outside world only changes in a moment.
They traveled aimlessly, and it must be said that by appreciating the world of immortal cultivation from another perspective, Jian Shiyuan saw unheard-of "pure" scenery.
The system eliminates all malicious peepers.
In order to please Shu Su, it even deliberately listed passers-by to form a crew, and designed and created different roles for Shu Su, including "hero saving the beauty", "chivalrous and righteous", and "carrying grass to repay a favor".
Like a grand pantomime—
Shu Su stood on the stage with his eyes covered, immersed in the plot, which was either happy or sad. The audience below was forced to cooperate with his performance and cheered for him continuously.
This farce is so grand and the ending is so fixed.
Hard work will be rewarded, and good deeds will surely be applauded and praised by everyone.
There is no filth, no betrayal, no ingratitude, everything is so clean and bright that it is frightening.
Shu Su lives in a "perfect" world created by the system, overlooking reality through a thick glass cover. Flowers bloom only for him, while the withered, rotten, and struggling are crushed outside the glass cover.
Jian Shiyuan watched indifferently.
Jian Shiyuan didn't know whether Shu Su was awake. Maybe he had seen through the deception, or maybe he was really trapped in this beauty.
The only thing that remains unchanged is Shu Su’s loneliness.
He was like a crane locked in a golden cage, dancing and leaping when his master approached, and smiling when his master fed him flatteringly. Most of the time, he would stay alone in a corner, waiting for the wind to fall and land in his palm.
He often stared blankly into the distance. When the system approached, he would look up and ask, "Is the wind blowing?"
He could hear the sound of the wind and feel the unique touch of the breeze brushing through his fingers. Perhaps he even saw the wind blowing the leaves flying, but for some reason, he did not trust his own judgment.
Usually, the system would put a coat on him, sit beside him, and accompany him to listen to the wind quietly.
It affirms, “Well, the wind is blowing.”
It was clearly raining heavily and thundering outside the window, but it only said "the wind is blowing".
Shu Su would rub her face, lower her head and purse her lips.
After a long while, he raised his head and stared blankly at the system. He said with a flattering tone and a slight smile, "I guessed right again."
The Shu Su of the past would never smile cautiously.
He is bright and attracts everyone's attention, and he is always flattered by others.
Not only has Shu Su changed, but the system has also changed.
It becomes like a living person.
——Having joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, each one has its own taste.
At first, the system wouldn't eat anything. But gradually, it would tell Shu Su which restaurant had the best cakes and drinks.
It joined in the fun like a human, queuing for a long time to buy a small bag of snacks and delivering it to Shu Su while it was still hot.
Shu Su now has a small appetite and eats slowly, savoring only a little at a time. He's afraid of wasting food, so he always swallows in small bites, chewing carefully. At first, the system would always pile a large pile of various pastries in front of him, holding them up for him to choose from. Shu Su never said "enough," but would slowly eat whatever was piled up, often spending the entire night eating a single bag of pastries.
Later, the system learned to read people's expressions without any instruction. It no longer asked Shu Su "Are you hungry?" or "Are you full?", but habitually took the leftover pastries from Shu Su and swallowed them in one gulp.
Shu Su looked up at it with his fair face, and it lowered its head and wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief.
Shu Su felt comfortable with the service and would curl her eyes and smile at him. Her smile was reserved, as if she was hiding something and didn't dare to smile for too long.
The Golden Chain of Laws looked at him with disdain and a sour tone, and spoke up for Jian Shiyuan:
[Are you envious?]
Do you envy such wholehearted care?
It knew that Jian Shiyuan had never been treated well by the system, and the same system had completely different attitudes towards different hosts.
If someone else were treated differently like this, they might be jealous or hateful, but Jian Shiyuan remained indifferent.
In the sunlight, his eyelashes cast a shadow, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his voice was still smiling.
"No, it fears me, and that's enough. It gives its love to Shusu and its fear to me. That's fair."
The Golden Chain of Laws is incomprehensible
[Don't be so stubborn, are you?]
Jian Shiyuan held out his hand to hold a ray of moonlight, then retracted his fingers, leaving the ray of light still floating in its original place. "The fear of the strong is praise. Only those who are not as good as me will be afraid of me. Now that I have earned its fear, why should I force its love?"
People can't be so greedy and want everything.
The Golden Chain of Laws still couldn't be understood, and Jian Shiyuan didn't need it to understand.
He clenched his fist, and the ray of light remained motionless, letting it be as it was.
Jian Shiyuan gazed into the distance——
Shu Su finally arrived at Yuxin City.
Because the terrain of Yuxin City is sunken and there are hundred-meter-high walls built on all four sides, it is also called "Pot City".
It is the Ghost Festival at this moment, and most people in Yuxin City choose to release river lanterns and burn yellow paper to commemorate their ancestors.
As we walked along the streets and alleys, and at every intersection, we saw village women wearing cloth hats circling around in circles, muttering to themselves.
When the yellow paper burned out, it turned into light white ash. When the night wind blew, countless embers danced wildly. For a moment, the whole street became foggy and filled with the unique burnt smell of burning paper.
There is an inner river running through Yuxin City from south to north. Around the Ghost Festival, people who make a living set up sheds on the riverbank to sell lanterns, candles, light boats and other items.
Unlike the solemn and gloomy atmosphere of burning paper, the low embankment where river lanterns are released is very lively.
Many young men and women walked together, all wearing bright clothes, whispering and laughing.
Perhaps to cater to young men and women, stalls selling river lanterns have introduced many brightly colored fancy river lanterns. Unlike traditional black and white lanterns, the new river lanterns are often made into cute shapes of rabbits and lotus flowers, which are obviously designed to please young girls and young women. Some stall owners who know how to do business will even provide paper and pens and let customers express themselves.
The commercial streets along the river are brightly lit, the river surface is sparkling, and countless river lanterns are drifting with the waves. At a glance, one can only see endless spots of light worshiping and guarding the fake moon on the river.
Shu Su also picked a rabbit lantern.
He ignored the dampness of his robe and walked into the water, bending over and stretching his arms, trying to push the boat lantern further. The moon, reflected in the water, shimmered brightly. He watched the ordinary rabbit lantern drift away on the waves. The water was too cold, so he chased it for a few steps. Finally, he lifted his wet robe and sat down on the rock again, hugging his knees and staring blankly.
The system wiped his wet feet, and only then did Jian Shiyuan realize that Shu Su was not wearing shoes.
Young masters of aristocratic families are self-disciplined and respectful of etiquette. Not wearing shoes is considered disrespectful. As the most polite son of the Shu family, Shu Su rarely exposes any skin other than his hands, face and neck.
He has really changed.
After using spiritual power to dry Shu Su's clothes, the system half-knelt down to coax Shu Su into talking.
Shu Su sat on the stone, in a daze. The system would speak and ask a few questions before Shu Su would reply with a few words. He did not even look at the system when answering, but just gave perfunctory answers.
The system had become accustomed to his indifference and bought a bunch of bamboo strips for him to make river lanterns.
"How about weaving a crane?"
"You want to try it? It's quite fun."
"That lamp is so beautiful. Do you like it? I'll make one for you too."
Shu Su didn't answer. He was "looking" at the countless floating river lanterns. His clothes were empty and he looked much thinner.
The system had woven a lifelike white crane river lantern and pasted a layer of bluish oil paper on it. The final step was to write an inscription on the lantern. The system looked up at Shu Su and whispered softly, "Sir, please help me!"
"A poem?"
Shu Su is good at both folk art and prose. He can compose a lyric in three steps and a poem in five steps. Writing poetry is as easy for him as drinking water. The system's move is meant to please him.
Shu Su was wrapped in thick silk ribbons and looked down at the system.
It was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a lamp in its hand, looking at him anxiously.
Shu Su's heart was calm. He was silent for a long time before he sighed and took the pen handed to him by the system.
The system heard its own heartbeat, pounding strongly, and thought Shu Su would cheer up.
He stared at Shu Su's face closely, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Jian Shiyuan noticed that Shu Su's hands were trembling, and the fingertips holding the pen were turning white due to the force.
He held the pen, as if frozen, breathing slowly.
Jian Shiyuan observed his expression carefully. Shu Su wanted to give up several times, but when she noticed the system's scorching gaze, she seemed unable to bear it and had to hold the pen tighter and hold on.
I don’t know how much time passed, but when Jian Shiyuan came back after a walk, the system’s eyes were still filled with clear, surging, and blazing expectations.
It would not question him because of a pause in its feelings, but like a foolish servant, it maintained a devout and pure trust from body to heart.
I'm tired of waiting for the Golden Chain of Laws.
Jian Shiyuan was tired of waiting.
The people around me came and went, and even the river lanterns became tired of it, with the nearest one almost floating out of sight.
Shu Su finally moved her fingers.
The system's heart moved, it smiled expectantly, but Shu Su lowered her head deeply and handed the pen to it horizontally.
Jian Shiyuan heard Shu Su say, "I can't write anymore."
The talented and omnipotent Shu Su admitted defeat.
The elegant and dashing scenery and bright moon all collapsed.
Like a bolt from the blue, the system's expression froze for a moment. It didn't dare to question, let alone show any dissatisfaction. It stretched out its hand towards Shu Su, wanting to touch the back of her hand but hesitated.
Its hand paused awkwardly in mid-air.
Shu Su turned her face away, and the silk ribbon wrapped around her eyes fluttered, as light as willow catkins, mixed with strands of black hair.
He was down and out, and so lonely.
The system took a deep breath weakly and abruptly changed the subject, "I want to teach you how to make river lanterns?"
Shu Su did not hesitate this time. He turned his back, and the night wind continued to blow his long hair.
The voice was also cold, "Wubao, I'm blind, I'm a useless person, don't bother with me, it's not worth it."
The system covered its face and rubbed its eyebrows hard. Its expression was distorted and its facial features were twisted into a ball. It was obviously in so much pain but did not make a sound.
It breathed heavily and silently, and became numb when the pain reached its limit.
"It's very simple. I'll teach you."
Its voice was powerful, with an irresistible command.
Shu Su showed no emotion. He stretched out his hands and waited resignedly.
The system taught him step by step and guided him to make the simplest lotus lantern.
Shu Su moved very slowly, like a puppet being led by the system. He bumped into things and touched every bamboo stick carefully, while the system hugged him from behind and he leaned on its chest.
Finally, they made a lotus lantern.
The system was very happy, hugged him and lowered his head to coax him, "Shall I go light the candles?"
Shu Su's face showed no joy or sadness. He held the river lantern in his hand and said in a cold voice, "Throw it away. What if it doesn't float?"
The excitement on the system's face was completely frozen.
Jian Shiyuan suddenly understood why Shu Su abandoned the newly planted peach tree and the freshly cooked noodle soup.
The peach tree may wither and may never bloom in its entire life.
Noodle soup can be unpalatable.
Their results may not be satisfactory.
Shu Su didn't want to face a bad ending again, so he chose to escape and give up before achieving any results.
As long as he is cruel enough and abandons them first, he will not be sad.
Jian Shiyuan sighed and said, "How cruel."
The Golden Chain of Law asked in confusion, "Hmm?"
Jian Shiyuan didn't explain.
The night wind made him feel cold. Jian Shiyuan grabbed a strand of long hair and rolled it around his index finger.
The system lowered its head and leaned against Shu Su's neck, breathing warm air. It buried its head in Shu Su's shoulder and said, "Okay."
The moonlight is cold and lonely.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise came from not far away, and someone shouted loudly: "There is a person floating in the water! Come quickly!"
More and more people ran over, some suggested ways to rescue the person, some took off their shoes and jumped into the water to catch him, and some just watched the fun.
More voices came——
“Still alive!”
"Go get a doctor!"
"Whoever gave away a piece of clothing, his robe would be soaked and rotten!"
Jian Shiyuan noticed that the system suddenly raised its head and looked at the place where the crowd gathered with a sharp gaze. It hugged Shu Su's waist even tighter, as if it wanted to trap Shu Su tightly and prevent him from watching the fun.
From its body movements, Jian Shiyuan guessed that falling into the water was really an accident, and it was not a personal show arranged by the system to please Shu Su.
It resisted Shu Su's departure and didn't dare let Shu Su get close to it.
Shu Su dropped the river lantern in her hand when she heard the shouting.
No matter how tightly the system holds on, as long as he says "let go", the system will have to let go even if it is extremely reluctant.
Seeing Shu Su staggering towards the crowd, the system was completely panicked. It had a bad premonition in its heart and did not dare to chase her. No one could change the decision made by Shu Su. To ease the panic in its heart, it picked up the lotus lantern.
It stared at Shu Su's back, and accidentally lost control of its strength and crushed the lotus lantern.
What is beautiful is always fragile.
No one can stop the predetermined destiny.
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