Chapter 101
Nangong Qi looked at Yi Sheng with a strange expression. For some reason, Yi Sheng seemed very familiar to her, but she was certain that she had never had any interaction with him in reality.
Watching Yi Sheng circling around Ye Shuoyan, she was as wary of everything as a mother hen protecting her chicks.
He himself was unaware of this tension; his eyes and movements were darting around, but his tone was relaxed.
"Didn't we agree to go to your house together today?" Yi Sheng's tone was relaxed but unquestionable.
Ye Shuoyan stared at Yi Sheng for a few moments, then smiled and said, "Okay, I almost forgot. Shall we go to the market first? We haven't bought any vegetables yet."
"Don't go!" Yi Sheng's tense and anxious voice suddenly broke through.
"Why don't you go?" Ye Shuoyan asked, seemingly puzzled. "If I don't go to buy groceries, I'll go hungry. There's not much left at home."
Yi Sheng's words stuck in his throat, unable to come out, and he couldn't explain his reasons.
"Alright, I go to the market to buy groceries every day, it's not a big deal, and there won't be any problems." Ye Shuoyan, who is also the director, smiled. He was now repeating the actions he had taken before he died.
He was also very curious about how he died, why he died, and how he was exposed, but he felt it was meaningless, especially considering his mother...
These words seemed to remind Yi Sheng of something, so he didn't say anything to stop him, but continued to pay attention to the surrounding situation.
They walked peacefully through the market until they were almost finished buying their groceries and started to return the way they came. Yi Sheng's emotions also began to stabilize.
He didn't see a suspicious person appear right after they left, and then he was completely lost. At another corner, an undercover policeman almost appeared, but he didn't. Thank goodness for this world where everything is under surveillance.
The director happily began selecting ingredients. The ability of the ghost was incredibly useful in this world; he arrived at the perfect time and completely fooled them.
He looked perfectly normal and calm, so calm that Nangong Qi found it abnormal.
She was a little suspicious, looking left and right, but nothing happened and they all returned to their starting point safely.
Then Ye Shuoyan turned around and led the two of them towards his home, which became increasingly remote as time passed.
This made Nangong Qi suspect that they were being taken to some desolate wilderness to kill someone and dispose of the body.
Fortunately, after navigating through a series of roads that didn't resemble roads, we finally reached a flat area with a dilapidated-looking house on it.
"Welcome, this is my home."
Ye Shuoyan entered the house without any hesitation. To his surprise, the house was surprisingly spacious and cozy, suggesting that the person living there was someone who took life seriously.
Ye Shuoyan skillfully brewed tea for the two of them and took out some snacks that he didn't eat to serve his two classmates.
It really looked like they were invited to come over as guests.
The house was clean, but no one was in sight; everything in the house was in duplicate, but his mother was nowhere to be seen.
They stood there stiffly for a while before being shown the door. They had no reason to stay any longer, so they were slunk out together.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then simultaneously looked away.
"Hmph!" X2
Nangong Qi hesitated for a while before going to find Hongji. When she found Hongji, he was feeding the cat.
The cat was cute, and strangely, it was rubbing against my leg and begging for a cat treat. Huiji looked down at the shadow cast by its eyelashes against the light, and didn't seem very interested.
"You've arrived? Did you discover anything?" Hu Ji stood up and asked.
As soon as he stood up, Nangong Qi realized that this Huji was not the grown-up version of Huji with a mechanical body, but a smaller clone of Huji.
So Nangong Qi remained silent and cautiously stepped back. Compared to him, she trusted the other person more, since she had survived because of him.
The director was initially confused, but then he realized it was a bit funny. In his eyes, all the aliases were him, not to mention the identical-looking Huiji. Since arriving here, he had been having the two aliases act together, forgetting that in other people's eyes they were not the same person.
"I've discussed it with my other self. He's gone to keep an eye on Ye Shuoyan. You can ask me any questions you have." He brushed the dust off his hands, stood up a little unsteadily. After all, this body was just a clone, and the compatibility wasn't the highest.
Because there was no time to replace it, it has been forced to hold on for so long and is now starting to crumble.
He skillfully found a vial of medicine and injected it into his body.
This immediately caught Nangong Qi's attention. "This potion looks familiar—can I ask what it's used for?" Nangong Qi was genuinely curious.
"..." The director hesitated for a moment, but then thought it wouldn't hurt to tell her, "It's for pain relief."
Nangong Qi suddenly remembered why the medicine looked familiar – it was a drug the director frequently used; the numerous needle marks on his wrist proved he had used it countless times.
She suddenly realized something: whether Aji or Xiji were resurrected, was there a price to pay?
Who will bear the cost of their resurrection? Could it be that the reason they were able to come back to life and trust the director is because he gave them a new life, so they subconsciously rely on him? And even they themselves don't know why they rely on the director so much.
Could it be that it's just a survival instinct?
These thoughts flashed through her mind, but she immediately remembered the important matter at hand.
“I feel very familiar with that Yi Sheng,” Nangong Qi said seriously.
"Familiar? You think you know him? Isn't that normal? Even if you don't say it, you can sense that this world is a copy of yours. You and Yi Sheng were in the same class, so it's normal for you to remember him, isn't it?" Hong Ji said nonchalantly.
"No...no, this Yi Sheng just feels very familiar, like I've seen him in another world. Is it like he's also transmigrated into the novel?" Nangong Qi said with a firm and certain tone.
Hongji was unusually surprised. Was he really that perceptive? After dying so many times, he had indeed matured a bit.
"If you think he is who he is, then he is," Hongji said indifferently, watching the cat walk away. In his previous life, he often fed this cat, and the cat was very affectionate. However, after he changed bodies, the cat could not recognize him, but it would still come over and act cute for food.
"...I don't understand what happened. Yi Sheng is from our world, and I've also traveled to your world. Why is it a novel? Is this novel...or is it related to that world?" Nangong Qi said excitedly.
"I don't know either, we're looking for it now."
"Let me guess, Yi Sheng and I are not even far apart. Is there something that I touched at some point, and Yi Sheng also touched it? I had some interaction with Yi Sheng, right? I just forgot... Maybe there was also that Ye Shuoyan, did he also time travel?" Nangong Qi began to let her thoughts wander.
Hu Ji was genuinely surprised that these guesses were almost certainly true.
"Ye Shuoyan is...Aji?" Nangong Qi guessed. She felt that this Ye Shuoyan was similar to Aji in some ways, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"...I don't know." Ah, it was so close, what a pity.
It was a bit stuffy. The director opened the window and heard a thud, which sounded like a good start.
"What are you still doing here?" The director looked at Yi Sheng, who had bumped his head but was afraid of being discovered and didn't shout.
Yi Sheng realized he had been discovered and scratched his head awkwardly. "Well, I'm a little worried about you."
"What's there to worry about? This is my home, I know this place much better than you do." The director leaned against the window, seemingly prepared to listen to his excuses.
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"Shuoyan, you may not believe it, but I had a dream. I dreamt that you would be in danger in the next few days and I had to protect you closely!"
"Really? In what capacity are you acting?" the director asked.
"I'm your good friend!" Yi Sheng said somewhat anxiously.
The director spoke firmly: "You are not."
"What do you mean I'm not? You're making me sad!" Yi Sheng clutched her heart.
"Yi Sheng..." Just when Yi Sheng thought he was being called, the director continued to speak.
"The real Yi Sheng is still studying outside. She feels a little guilty towards me, but she is still living a normal life with a happy family, excellent grades, good interpersonal relationships, and her friends don't mind if I'm not there. We've only known each other for half a year." The director's tone seemed to be recalling something.
Looking at Yi Sheng in front of him, he continued, "There's another Yi Sheng who, out of guilt, ran to another world and is still on his way to find me. You are neither of them." You are just the last person I want to kill, and a fake culprit.
"What are you saying?" Yi Sheng asked, his voice trembling slightly. "I am Yi Sheng!" he replied urgently, as if confirming something.
"Have you even forgotten your own name?" The director tilted his head, and behind him appeared his mother, her headless neck throbbing and pulsating with blood.
His mother would always stand behind him, but he dared not face her.
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