Chapter 89 Blade: What is the relationship between the three of you?
Shen Mi lay on her side, her back seemingly resting against something soft yet firm, draped in warm clothing scented with shower gel.
Like morning dew on fresh flowers, the scene is filled with the fragrance of blossoms moistened by the rain...
It smelled so good, like lying in my bed at home, as if nothing had happened, and I was back to my routine life.
Until a slight touch came from my fingertips.
Shen Mi slightly opened her eyes and saw someone holding her hand, carefully cleaning her nails.
Smelling the familiar scent, Shen Miwei raised her head to see who it was, and then completely relaxed, letting out a long sigh of relief.
It felt like her hand was under numbing, she couldn't feel any pain at all. The person in front of her was focused on bandaging her wound, and didn't even notice that she had woken up.
Shen Mi leaned quietly against his chest, watching as her fingernails were pulled out by the roots with medical pliers. Brown medicine was applied to the tender flesh, spreading evenly over the entire exposed nail bed. Then, snow-white powder was gently sprinkled on top, and finally, it was wrapped with gauze.
Although he couldn't bear to watch, Shen Mi still watched the whole thing with a frown.
At this point, the treatment of one finger is complete.
"Jingyuan..." Shen Mi suddenly spoke, startling Jingyuan, who was bandaging his hand. The gauze was torn open, but fortunately the tear was small and could be tied into a knot for decoration.
"Why didn't you sleep a little longer? When did you wake up?" Jing Yuan's hands didn't stop moving as he carefully tied the gauze, and even tied a bow at the end.
"I woke up while you were treating my second finger."
After he finished speaking, Shen Mi clearly felt the person behind him stiffen, and then the arm around him tightened a little.
A sigh came from above her head, as if it were brushing against her hair. Jing Yuan opened his mouth, but the words he was about to say suddenly became very weak. He could only hug Chen Mi tightly, thankful that he had found her and that she was alright.
"sorry……"
Shen Mi could sense that Jing Yuan had finally released all the pent-up emotions in his heart. He was like an inflated balloon that had reached the point of exploding.
"It's alright, it's alright..."
Shen Mi gently patted Jing Yuan, as if to comfort him, but suddenly remembered something. She sat up abruptly, broke free from his embrace, and grabbed his sleeve urgently, her voice filled with panic:
"That's right! Jingyuan, you've come at the perfect time! Quickly, catch Bai Xuan! He's the one who captured me; he wanted to use me to lure Dan Heng out! I suspect he has other plans besides capturing Dan Heng! Anyway... we must catch him as soon as possible!"
She blurted out all her speculations in one breath, and as soon as she finished speaking, she felt dizzy and her mind went blank.
Jing Yuan simply gazed at her quietly. After resting for a while, Shen Mi's complexion was somewhat better than before, but she was still pale. She repeated the same sentence anxiously over and over again.
But he didn't move. Instead, the smile on his lips grew even brighter.
Shen Mi was taken aback, a hint of doubt flashing through her mind. She looked up at him, a little flustered: "Why are you still laughing... Go catch Bai Xuan!"
Jing Yuan lowered his head, his gaze falling on her hands. The newly bandaged fingertips were bleeding again from the excessive force. He didn't answer, but patiently separated her tightly clenched fingers one by one, and then firmly held her injured hands in his palms.
The warm force seeped in, soothing her panic.
Shen Mi looked down at the large hand that was tightly enveloping him, a hint of confusion rising in his eyes, unsure how to understand the reaction of the person in front of him.
Seeing that Shen Mi was gradually calming down, Jing Yuan slowly spoke, with a reassuring smile, telling her the information he had, word by word:
“It’s alright, Shen Mi. It’s really all over. Bai Xuan and Bai Qi have been imprisoned in the Dark Prison, and Qing Cu and the others are handling the final cleanup. Dan Heng is also safe and sound—none of their plans succeeded. I came here specifically to see you.”
As Shen Mi listened, the voice seemed to be veiled by a layer of mist, ethereal and distant. Only when the words "It's alright, Dan Heng is alright" were uttered did the wrinkles between her brows slowly smooth out.
"It's alright...it's alright..."
She repeated it twice in a low voice, her long-held anxiety finally subsiding, and a smile returned to her face. She raised her hand and gently pressed it to her chest, letting out a breath, half self-deprecating and half relieved: "I was thinking of telling you as soon as possible... it seems that I've already wasted my time."
Seeing that her movements were too exaggerated, Jing Yuan reached out and gently held her fidgeting hand, his tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable admonition:
"Don't move around anymore. Most of your nail is necrotic and has to be removed. You're only not feeling the pain right now because the anesthetic is still on. Once the anesthetic wears off, it will be very difficult to endure... So you must rest well and let your finger recover."
Shen Mi belatedly remembered this, glancing down at her hands that were stained red with gauze. If Jing Yuan hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten about the injuries. There was no way around it; her hands were used so frequently that even with injuries, she was prone to unconsciously moving them.
She looked up at the still-drizzling rain, then glanced around to confirm they were still in this gloomy forest. The only difference was the blinding beam of light from the flashlight beside her, which cleaved the night in a way that was far more exaggerated than the "sky-shattering" flashlights advertised on Douyin.
"What time is it now?" Shen Mi asked.
"Now?" Jing Yuan glanced at his communicator and replied, "It's already past six in the evening. Let's go home."
As soon as the word "home" left his lips, Chen Mi felt a sudden sense of relief in his chest, as if a switch had been gently pressed, releasing all the fatigue and fear that had accumulated throughout the day.
She nodded eagerly. The forest had given her too many shadows and terrors; she didn't want to stay a second longer.
"Then let's hurry up. Qingcu said to park the Star Chariot over by the waterfall, which is still a distance from here, so we'll have to walk there."
"Okay." Shen Mi responded, reached out to support Jing Yuan's arm, and stood up in the light.
After helping Chen Mi put on her raincoat, Jing Yuan took out a snowflake crisp carefully wrapped in a clean plastic bag from his pocket and handed it to her, his tone gentle but with a hint of apology: "I haven't been home for the past two days, and this is the only piece you gave me that I have left. Eat something to tide you over, and we'll have something nice to eat when we get back."
The snowflake pastry was taken from her innermost clothing, still warm from her body heat. The coolness of the rain made it seem even slightly hot. Shen Mi stared blankly at it, a sudden, inexplicable pang of sorrow welling up in her heart. She responded softly, her fingertips carefully gripping the pastry, as if she were holding not food, but a cherished sentiment that had been treasured and protected until now.
"It's a good thing I kept it, otherwise I would have starved to death in this forest." Shen Mi forced a smile, looked up at Jing Yuan, and her eyes softened.
Jing Yuan smiled faintly, as if he were talking about the most ordinary thing, "If you faint from hunger, I'll carry you back."
"What about you? Have you eaten?" Shen Mi looked up at Jing Yuan, her eyes reflecting the raindrops, flickering like the small lantern she held that night when she sat in front of the door, its light shining like starlight.
Jing Yuan was stunned, as if his heart had been gently struck by the light.
"Not yet," Jing Yuan said with a faint smile.
Shen Mi's heart skipped a beat. She broke the snowflake pastry in half and handed half back to Shen Mi: "You didn't eat any either, so... let's each have half."
Jingyuan glanced at her, didn't refuse, and took it, as if even the sweetness of the pastry melted into the chill of the rain.
The rain pattered softly on his shoulders, but he felt an indescribable peace and tenderness slowly welling up in his chest, as if all his toil and worries had found their home in that instant.
Shen Mi held the small piece of snowflake pastry in her hands, a faint smile curving her lips. The rain continued to patter, seemingly shrouding the entire forest in a thick curtain. Jing Yuan's expression was gentle and calm, as if they had already withdrawn from the storm and danger, and could now quietly catch their breath.
However, in this tranquility, a low voice suddenly came from the woods. Hidden by the rain, the voice was intermittent, yet it faintly carried a chill and a sharp edge.
Shen Mi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously grabbed Jing Yuan's sleeve, turning his head to look at him with a gaze full of questions.
Jing Yuan nodded slightly, signaling her not to panic. He then dimmed the flashlight and led her closer, following the sound.
Raindrops pattered on the branches and leaves, splashing up tiny droplets that masked their slow footsteps.
As they rounded a large, ancient tree, the sight before them made Chen Mi hold his breath—
In the rain, two figures stood not far apart in the woods. Their breaths were tense, their auras opposing each other, like flames that could ignite at any moment. A flash of lightning suddenly tore through the sky, illuminating their faces with a cold white light.
Shen Mi was stunned and speechless. For a moment, his heart felt empty, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.
"Danheng?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the beam of her flashlight pierced straight ahead. The rain and mist were cut through, the light blindingly white. The two people in the distance were startled at the same time, instinctively raising their hands to shield their eyes.
As her vision gradually adjusted, the two faces that had been hidden by hands finally became clear. Shen Mi held her breath, while beside her, Jing Yuan's gaze suddenly darkened.
He recognized that the person standing next to Dan Heng was Ren.
The sound of rain pattering on the branches and leaves in the forest was like urging, or like the beating of war drums. In just a few breaths, the tension in the air grew sharper, as if even breathing was being shut out by the wind and rain.
The two men illuminated by the beam of light were momentarily stunned, but their eyes quickly clashed again, sharp enough to cleave the air. This time, however, in front of the remaining two, they both subtly reduced their strength.
The sound of rain was like thousands of drumbeats, densely pounding through the forest. Shen Mi looked at Dan Heng, who was looking over, and saw his gaze gradually fall from her face to her forearm, which was being supported by Jing Yuan.
Shen Mi turned her face away, realizing something was wrong, and felt guilty, not daring to look at them.
How did they all end up bumping into each other? She needs to think about how to phrase it; if the three of them disagree and start fighting, that would be troublesome.
We looked at each other, and our gazes strangely formed a subtle quadrilateral.
Dan Heng pursed his lips, staring silently ahead. Even Jing Yuan could tell that he was in a bad mood.
Under the bright lights, Ren silently took in the expressions of the other three people, a slight smile curving his lips.
Interesting, really interesting.
When he looked at Chen Mi again, Ren's eyes held a different kind of scrutiny.
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Author's Note: Here it comes!!! What follows is a massive, unforgettable battleground [doge][doge][doge][doge]
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