Chapter 62
Perhaps it was because he ate his fill last time, but Xiao Shengyun noticed that he seemed to have become more sensitive to various flavors.
Another type of contamination remained in part of this person's brain.
"Sir, please sit here and wait a moment."
The masked man pointed to a soft chair in the room, then walked to a milky white wooden cabinet by the window, which contained various utensils with sharp edges gleaming.
Scissors, needle holder, hemostat...
This room is connected to the next room, separated by a door. There are two guards inside the door and two guards outside the door. There are four security cameras inside the room.
He could certainly kill everyone here, but this person's abilities are too rare; they would be of great use to the enemy, and also to his own side.
If Zhou Zhi were here, he would probably be extremely interested in this talent.
Xiao Shengyun's thoughts were adrift; he was unsure of what his next move should be.
"Splash!"
The sound of metal objects hitting the floor rang out. The objects had fallen from the masked man's hands. He was now squatting in front of the wooden cabinet, seemingly enduring great pain.
"Are you alright?" Xiao Shengyun stepped forward. He hadn't even made a move yet, and the other person had already collapsed.
"Sir, what happened?" one of the guards at the door asked gruffly as he entered.
"It's nothing, just an old ailment. I'll rest for a while. If this guest has other matters to attend to, he can leave now, and the surgery can be performed tomorrow," the masked man said painfully.
Under the guard's watchful gaze, Xiao Shengyun wisely left. A few minutes later, his body merged with the wall, and he returned to the room.
The person on the sofa had removed his mask, revealing fine lines between his furrowed brows from the pain, but even so, his beauty was undeniable.
Two forces were locked in a struggle within his mind. One was the power that had awakened within him, and the other was that of an outsider.
Xiao Shengyun tiptoed to the blind spot of the surveillance camera. In fact, there were no blind spots, but he could blend half of his body into the wall and stick the other half out.
The scene of heads and arms suddenly growing out of nowhere on the wall was extremely bizarre, but fortunately, no one was in the house.
His black lines pierced through the masked man's brain, which was equivalent to a fourth person suddenly intervening in a fight between the second and third parties, causing the two forces to stop fighting and unite against the outsider.
The "fourth child" quickly became entangled with the "third child," and its owner's talent seems to be related to memory.
Xiao Shengyun felt a chill on his forehead as the sealed memories of the young man flooded into his mind.
This is a very luxuriously decorated room with imported marble floor tiles whose patterns resemble a natural ink painting, shimmering with a warm luster under the crystal chandelier. On one wall, several art paintings hang, below which sits a beige leather sofa.
Two people huddled together on the sofa, like two fluffy puppies. One of them was a young man with brown eyes, and the other was... Si Shi.
I have embraced the summer dawn.
At the front of the palace, nothing was moving, and the flowing water had stopped.
The shadows of the fields lingered on the forest path.
I went outside, awakening a moist, vibrant atmosphere. The gemstone opened its eyes, and its wings silently took flight.
The first good thing that happened to me was on a bright, fresh path, when a flower told me her name.
I laughed at the golden waterfall, its branches flowing through the pine forest, and on the shimmering silver peak, I recognized the goddess.
So I lifted the veil. On the path, I waved my arms. On the plain, I told the rooster everything.
In the big city, she escaped between clock towers and dome roofs.
Like a beggar, I chased after her along the marble embankment. High on the road, beside the laurel tree, I wrapped her tightly in layers of veils; I vaguely sensed her enormous body. Dawn and the child fell together in the woods. I awoke at noon.
Si Shi's gentle voice echoed in the empty room. From his words, "fields" and "paths" gradually emerged. The poet wandered through them, chasing the dawn that symbolized the "goddess," until the dawn finally vanished at noon.
But the listeners were oblivious to the romance. Qin Nian forced his eyelids open and asked blankly, "So, did he win over this girl?"
"What?"
"Is this poem about a male protagonist pursuing a girl, the two of them playing in some woods or fields, and the girl seemingly liking him too, so did he eventually win her over?"
Si Shi: "..."
When Xiao Shengyun saw someone whose cultural attainments were on par with his own for the first time, he almost burst out laughing. Si Shi in the picture was also speechless for a moment, but still patiently explained: "This is not a poem about love. The poet is not pursuing a girl, but chasing the dawn."
"Dawn comes every day, why chase after it?"
"For he is in the long night, just like us."
Looking at the luxurious and exquisite decorations and the peaceful scene, Xiao Shengyun was full of questions. Where did this long night come from?
But then a man in his fifties pushed open the door and entered.
"You two are together?" The man stepped forward, saw the book in Si Shi's hand, snatched it, and threw it on the ground.
"What's the point of looking at these things all day? Hurry up and get ready, come with me to the banquet tonight."
“And you,” he said, pulling the brown-eyed youth’s hair viciously, “is this a place for you? Dogs should stay in their kennels and not trespass into their owners’ rooms.”
Qin Nian was pulled outside and silently stared at the closed door, from which came unbearable sounds.
Xiao Shengyun fell silent; he seemed to understand the long night that Si Shi had mentioned.
The scene spins rapidly, followed by a lush garden. It is probably summer, with the trees' thick green leaves providing ample shade. Below are neatly trimmed flowerbeds, and butterflies flutter among the flowers.
A commotion arose, startling the butterflies perched on the petals.
The brown-eyed youth was running along the path. He was very fast, and the wind he brought made the flowers on both sides sway wildly. The youth's clothes were disheveled and he was filled with fear, like a puppy being chased by its owner.
Three uniformed bodyguards followed closely behind. Qin Nian was clearly weaker than these professional bodyguards. As he approached the gate, a police baton struck him heavily in the waist from behind.
"Ah—" Qin Nian screamed, his legs went weak and he collapsed onto the flowerbed.
But he rolled over and quickly got up.
It's too late.
Three bodyguards surrounded him, like three thick walls. The young man struggled and bit inside, but he couldn't break through.
Not long after, he was finally exhausted and kicked to the ground.
"I'm exhausted, this kid can really run." The bodyguard panted.
"How should we handle this?"
"Tie him up and hand him over to the boss." Another man pulled the young man's arm behind his back, took out an iron shackle, and snapped it onto his wrist.
"Damn it, you've done so much for the boss and you still want to run away? Back when you got out of jail, the boss was kind enough to take you in and give you, a petty thief, a chance to make a living. And now you've betrayed him!"
Qin Nian's eyes were covered with a layer of mud, obscuring his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, but something seemed to rekindle in those eyes.
Noon dispelled the dawn, and the sun hung high, watching the tragedy unfold.
These were the hidden memories. Xiao Shengyun absorbed the remaining power, and the person on the sofa opened their eyes.
"You—" Qin Nian was first shocked when he saw the half-head on the wall, then realized something.
"You're welcome. I just helped you out in a small way."
He only helped unlock the seal on her memories; if she wants to remember more, she still has to rely on herself.
"Meet me at 7 p.m. tomorrow night in the room in the northwest corner of the eighth floor."
There are surveillance cameras everywhere here; this is not a place to talk.
Xiao Shengyun wanted to nod, but with his neck still stuck in the wall, he could only say, "I understand."
He merged back into the wall and returned to the room, where Chen Buyan and Huang Yu were anxiously waiting.
"Why did you take so long? You didn't actually have someone install wings on you, did you?" Huang Yu grabbed Xiao Shengyun's shoulder and looked him up and down from behind.
wing……
Having spent 200,000 yuan to buy it, it seems to have been forgotten. Xiao Shengyun remained silent.
"How could that be? I don't want to become a birdman like you."
"What a jerk! My wings are way better looking than this thing."
Huang Yu retorted angrily.
Xiao Shengyun briefly explained Qin Nian's situation, while Chen Buyan and Huang Yu went to inquire about the guests who had come here.
"The people here are all polluters. The current antagonists can completely remove the pollution, but these people's power and rights are all earned through pollution. They are unwilling to be devoured by the pollution, yet they cannot let go of the benefits it brings, which is why they have come to this banquet."
The three of them went to the buffet area for dinner that evening, where Xiao Shengyun ran into Si Shi again.
His feelings were somewhat complicated.
In Qin Nian's memory, Si Shi was just like the poem he read, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning—bright, warm, but not overly scorching.
The current Si Shi is like the deep sea a thousand meters below, cold and lifeless.
That's the look you get from having your spine broken countless times.
He sat in a wheelchair, holding a glass of white wine with a hint of citrus and honey.
Xiao Shengyun originally wanted to ask him if he knew Qin Nian, but then he thought of his expression yesterday, so he probably didn't know him.
"What a coincidence, we meet again," Xiao Shengyun greeted.
"You took a picture of those wings yesterday?" Si Shi asked with a strange expression.
"Yes, but I didn't have the fusion surgery. I regretted it after taking the picture. I'm still a little scared about this kind of thing."
He was genuinely regretful, after all, he had only spent 200,000 to buy a broken wing.
"Could you please fetch that glass of wine over there?" Si Shi's wheelchair made it difficult for him to move around.
He didn't seem to have eaten anything, and only drank a few glasses of alcohol that night.
As dusk fell, more and more guests arrived.
Exclamations came from the entrance.
Xiao Shengyun looked in that direction and saw an eight-legged "spider" walk in. It was originally a polluter, but its four limbs had been cut off and eight monstrous legs had been forcibly attached to it.
The onlookers saw no fear, but rather envy and worship, like believers gazing devoutly at a deity.
Humans are truly terrifying!
Xiao Shengyun felt a churning in his stomach.
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