Chapter 44: The Returning Young Man He melted all the grievances he had suffered over the years into a long...
Aunt Hong stood in the center of the hall, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and placed her hands in front of her chest. A faint blue light began to emanate from her, and the air around her distorted slightly.
She opened her eyes and looked at Gu Yifeng tenderly: "Are you ready?"
Gu Yifeng nodded, stood up straight, calmly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Aunt Hong slowly stretched out her hand, a faint light flickering on her fingertips. She gently touched Gu Yifeng's forehead, and a faint light instantly spread out and enveloped his entire body.
As she channeled the energy, she continued, "Remember, you're not truly getting younger. I'm simply resetting your appearance to that of a 17-year-old, but your original timeline continues." She added with a smile, "In other words, you're 'borrowing' a body from that age."
Gu Yifeng nodded, then asked, "What if I were to live to my current age again?"
"Then you'll just fast-forward to..." Wen Yi calculated silently in her mind, her expression suddenly changing, "53 years old."
Gu Yifeng: “…”
The hall was silent.
"Hahahaha..." Guo Qingyu laughed out loud: "This is much more exciting than aging naturally."
Aunt Hong also laughed out loud: "Young people, are you afraid? If you suddenly grow old one day, Wen Yi will not be able to get used to it."
Gu Yifeng came back to his senses and was about to refute, but he saw Wen Yi turned around and poked at the screen of her phone with a suspicious look on her face.
He snatched the phone and took a closer look. The screen displayed the search results:
"Reproductive Health for Men in Their 50s" "A Guide to Healthy Living for Middle-Aged and Elderly Men"
"..." Gu Yifeng was speechless and furious, "Wen Yi! Why are you investigating this?!"
Wen Yi suppressed her laughter and pretended to be serious, "Learn in advance... When you suddenly get older, I'll have to adapt to it."
Amidst the laughter of the crowd, arcs of light wrapped around Gu Yifeng's whole body, spreading out in circles like ripples. With each ripple, Gu Yifeng seemed to be one year younger. His face gradually became younger, the lines of his facial features became softer, the fine lines between his eyebrows disappeared, and his skin regained its delicate luster.
"Oh my God, I really look younger!" Ni Qianfan exclaimed.
"I didn't know the boss was so handsome when he was young!" Gao Yiyuan clapped his hands, "It's a pity that he's not an idol!"
"Tsk tsk..." Guo Qingyu couldn't help but glance at Wen Yi, "It appeals to both young and old."
When the arc light faded away, the seventeen-year-old boy walked up to Wen Yi, smiled at her, his eyes still deep.
Wen Yi looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of her, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.
As if in a dream, the face of the high-spirited young man appeared before her.
"We finally meet, Yi Yi."
She couldn't help but tear up as she listened to the boy whispering in a calm tone the words that he had never had the chance to say in his previous life.
It turns out that for some people, just meeting them will exhaust your life's luck.
Fortunately, this time, God fulfilled their wish and gave them the best result, which is nothing more than:
She finally met him.
After returning to her own courtyard, Wen Yi sat by the window, holding her chin and looking at Gu Yifeng: "Your hair is too long. I'll cut it shorter for you. It will be more in line with the characteristics of a teenager."
"Come on."
Gu Yifeng sat at the dressing table, staring at Wen Yi in the mirror. Wen Yi, a pair of scissors in hand, fixed her gaze on Gu Yifeng's head. With a snap, the first strand of hair fell to the floor. Wen Yi didn't know how to cut hair, but she simply followed her memory of him. The scissors gently brushed past his ear, sending strands of hair tumbling down. Her movements were gentle and focused, like a ritual.
"Can it be trimmed a little shorter here?" she asked softly.
"Well, just cut it as you see fit."
Moonlight streamed through the glass onto the two of them. No one spoke in the room, only the gentle clink of scissors could be heard. The evening breeze carried the scent of gardenias into the house, a familiar aroma from the past, creating the illusion that time had flown back over a decade. They had been together for so many years, never once regretting missing out.
After cutting the last stroke, Wen Yi took a step back and looked at the boy with satisfaction in the dressing mirror: his hairstyle, appearance, and temperament were exactly what she was used to in the high-dimensional space and time.
"That's right," Wen Yi smiled slightly, "I remember you had this neat short hair when you were in high school."
Gu Yifeng was stunned for a moment.
"You...what did you say just now?" There was a tremor in his voice.
Wen Yi then remembered that since they met again, he still didn't know that she had accidentally recovered some of her memories during her coma.
She didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded.
Gu Yifeng understood her silence.
He suddenly realized that he was experiencing a reunion that was years overdue. The person who had seen him in high school was not Wen Yi, but his Yi Yi.
But now, Wen Yi's eyes told him that she had also seen that memory.
Years of waiting, secrets, and unspeakable worries were finally all seen through by her at this moment. It was an emotion that was almost like relief, and he was unable to describe his feelings for a moment.
Before she could speak, he had already held her tightly in his arms.
He cried quietly, his face buried in her neck, his hands holding her tightly, as if he wanted to make up for the time he had missed over the years.
He slowly controlled his tears, and there were no more tear marks on his face, but his eyes were still a little red. He hugged her silently for a long time before letting her go.
He couldn't help but laugh at himself, thinking, did he really think he was a seventeen-year-old kid? He was getting more and more successful as he got older.
He grabbed Wen Yi's wrist and pulled her into his arms. The moment their lips touched, moonlight streamed into the gap. Wen Yi's breath, wrapped in the sweet scent of gardenia, flowed between his lips.
He kissed her eagerly, but was afraid of disturbing this rare tenderness, so he could only use less force and carefully trace her outline, as if he wanted to seal her face and her tenderness in the deepest part of his memory.
He felt unprecedented satisfaction, but he couldn't help being greedy. Suddenly, a delusion emerged in his heart - he wanted to brew her and gardenia into a jar of aged wine and sip it slowly for the rest of his life.
Time flows quietly in the moonlight.
Wen Yi didn't say anything, but raised her arms to wrap around his neck, rubbing her ears against his. She closed her eyes and leaned against him, still letting him grab her waist and hold her sideways.
"Wait..." She panicked, "You are only seventeen years old now, you can't hold me, put me down!"
But he seemed not to hear her. He walked steadily through the living room, into the bedroom, and gently placed her on the newly replaced rosewood bed.
"After you disappeared, I talked to you in my mind every night." His voice was a little hoarse after crying, "I often feel that you are cruel. Why did you leave me alone?" Wen Yi was speechless and could only try her best to hold back her tears.
He leaned over and kissed her, the eagerness and tenderness between his lips and teeth making her breathless. She knew that it was the longing and desire accumulated over more than ten years, all of which was now kneaded into this long kiss.
There was no distance between them anymore. She could feel his trembling and his cautiousness.
Only heartbeat and breathing are interwoven into an impenetrable net, entangling each other.
She closed her eyes and let herself be absorbed in his presence.
Such moonlight, and such him and her, reunited in reverse in the intertwined time and space, and finally, like an ordinary pair of lovers, they were having the purest love affair.
It was at that moment that Wen Yi was completely relieved. No matter whether they could be together in the end, she just wanted to hold his hand and walk on.
Although we know that fate is unpredictable and the future is hard to predict, at this moment, all the haze disappears.
Perhaps the moonlight in front of me is too gentle, and there is only tenderness left in my heart.
The newly replaced rosewood bed tirelessly recorded all their madness throughout the night.
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On the afternoon of the second day, in the main house hall.
"Boss, look at the camera." Gao Yiyuan was holding up a camera to take a picture of Gu Yifeng. He glanced at the photo and frowned, muttering, "Boss, you have some dark circles under your eyes."
"Tsk..." Guo Qingyu leaned lazily on the table and sneered meaningfully, "Give me the photo."
He reached for the camera and tapped the electronic file on the screen. A few minutes later, the data was overwritten. Using the backdoor Gao Yiyuan had left in the Investigation Bureau's SSS-level database, Guo Qingyu easily replaced a file in the system.
"It's done. From today on, you are the special ability user 'Wen Zhiyao', 17 years old, a member of the Wen family's side branch, with the ability to understand astrology and feng shui. I chose to replace him because you two have similar appearances and temperaments, and his non-combat abilities are not easily detected by the investigation bureau." Guo Qingyu took out a brand new ID card from a printer and handed it to Gu Yifeng, "Here, Wen Zhiyao."
An elder of the clan walked slowly into the hall, holding a document in his hand, and followed by a tall and straight young man - the real Wen Zhiyao.
"This is the original owner." The elder said calmly, and handed the boy's information to Gu Yifeng, "Give you some time to get to know him."
Wen Zhiyao stood aside with an indifferent expression. When his eyes swept over Gu Yifeng, he was slightly surprised: "...You do look like me."
"This way, please." Gu Yifeng smiled slightly, and the two of them walked to the side. His eyes fell on the young man, and he began to observe every detail of him: his posture, tone, speaking rhythm, and even the way he looked at people.
Wen Yi watched from a distance, then turned to Ni Qianfan and the others and said, "Actually, there's no need to imitate him so closely. After all, no one in the Investigation Bureau has actually met Wen Zhiyao. Just memorizing his information will be enough."
Ni Qianfan shook his head. "The important thing isn't to resemble Wen Zhiyao, but to de-embody 'Gu Yifeng.' The people in the Bureau are too familiar with Old Gu. Even if he changes his size and appearance, there's still a risk of him being discovered. Only by completely transforming himself into another person can he escape the sharp eyes of the Bureau's agents."
Gao Yiyuan echoed, "Just relax. The boss has been an agent for so many years, his professionalism is impeccable. Just wait and see."
Half a day passed quietly, the moonlight cast mottled shadows through the window lattice, and the elder took the real Wen Zhiyao away.
Gu Yifeng put down the documents and stood up, his eyes swept over Wen Yi indifferently: "Sister."
Wen Yi was stunned on the spot.
This, this, this... who are you?
The Gu Yifeng in front of him seemed like a completely different person. His expression, tone, movements, and the way his eyes moved were completely different. Even his voice was a little different. How did he do that?
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The author has something to say: Gu Yifeng: I finally appeared legally in my wife’s household registration book, I am very satisfied!
Wen Yi: It's a little strange to be a little bit bigger and smaller [shy]
Gu Yifeng: Say it again, who is younger? [Sunglasses]
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