Jiang Sunan looked at Jiang Qingyan sleeping soundly on the bed. This should be the fifth or sixth small world. Through this period of recuperation, Jiang Qingyan's condition is getting better and better. He guesses that he is not far from regaining his memories.
He reached out and touched Jiang Qingyan's hair. Jiang Qingyan opened her eyes groggily, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes when she saw it was him: "I thought you weren't going home tonight."
In this virtual world, they are childhood friends, but some unexpected things happen. Jiang Sunan then explains his feelings, and through someone's careful arrangement, the two get together.
“How could I not come back when you’re home?” Jiang Sunan shook his head and gave a gentle smile. “Things will be finished soon. How about we go out for a stroll together in a few days and I’ll spend more time with you.”
“You can handle it slowly. I just don’t know about your parents…” Jiang Qingyan said, frowning with a worried expression.
"It's okay, don't think too much about it." Jiang Sunan shook his head and casually touched his hair. "Go back to sleep. I'll change my clothes and go to sleep too."
"Hmm." Jiang Qingyan nodded and closed his eyes again, but he still felt very uneasy. There was a strange feeling that he couldn't explain. Recently, this strange feeling has become more and more obvious. He always felt that something big was going to happen.
About three or four days later, Jiang Suonan took him out for a casual stroll to relax. He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that he was being controlled by Jiang Suonan after being with him.
The two stopped next to a cake shop. Looking at the small and exquisite cakes in the display case, Jiang Sunan asked, "Would you like to buy some to try?"
Jiang Qingyan looked up at him. The man's handsome face had the same unchanging smile, but when he looked at Jiang Qingyan, his eyes seemed to have a light in them. But he didn't actually like cake: "Okay, just buy one." But the words changed when they came out.
Jiang Suonan raised his hand and touched the top of his head. He looked at Jiang Suonan helplessly and was about to raise his hand back when Jiang Suonan walked into the cake shop in a few steps.
He chuckled and decided to wait for someone to come out of the door. But at that moment, a middle-aged woman who looked old suddenly rushed out, shouting something as she charged straight at Jiang Qingyan.
"You bitch, you're the one who corrupted my Su Nan! How could he have done this if it weren't for you! Die, you die!" The woman said as she tried to tear at Jiang Qingyan's clothes, and before she knew it, a scratch appeared on Jiang Qingyan's face.
By the time he realized what was happening and tried to push the woman away, Jiang Sunan had already pulled her aside, his smile unchanged but his eyes dark and menacing: "What did you just say?"
“Su Nan!” The woman burst into tears, crying as she spoke, “Please listen to me, your parents have their reasons. Now your father and brother are gone, and all I have left is you.”
"Why don't you go find your lover?" Jiang Sunan asked coldly.
"This... what nonsense are you talking about..." The woman's eyes darted around, and she even looked a little frightened.
“Let me guess, because he’s dead too.” Jiang Sunan chuckled lightly, continuing unhurriedly, “Who do you think killed Father and Brother? Will the next one…”
The woman shoved him away abruptly, took a few steps back, and looked at Jiang Sunan with a horrified expression: "Madman, madman! You're even crazier than your brother!"
"I'll give you time to run away. I'll find you soon." Jiang Suonan didn't seem to care. He simply patted his clothes and spoke calmly.
At that moment, the woman felt a chill run down her spine. She staggered and almost fell, then turned and ran as if she had seen something terrifying.
Jiang Sunan took a deep breath and placed the cake in Jiang Qingyan's hand: "I'm sorry, I thought she wouldn't dare to come." As he spoke, he reached out to wipe the scratches on Jiang Qingyan's face.
But Jiang Qingyan dodged it. He was a little surprised, then he saw the man's eyes. He knew the emotions in those eyes all too well. He opened his mouth and called out tentatively, "Jiang Qingyan?"
Jiang Qingyan threw the cake in his hand to the ground without hesitation, reached out and slowly wiped the bloodstains on his face, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm and unquestionable authority: "Jiang Suonan, you should call me godfather."
Hearing this, Jiang Sunan chuckled again and firmly grasped Jiang Qingyan's wrist: "Let's go home first. Were you scared just now? If you don't like the cake, you can throw it away."
Jiang Qingyan didn't speak but quietly watched him, letting this person lead him back to his so-called home. Once home, he slowly walked to the sofa, his demeanor revealing composure and arrogance, looking down at Jiang Suonan with an air of superiority, even though he was now the one at a disadvantage.
Jiang Suonan, seemingly oblivious to the danger, sat down next to Jiang Qingyan and picked up an apple from the table: "Want an apple?" Although it was a question, he had already picked up the fruit knife next to him and started peeling it.
"You like me?" Jiang Qingyan looked at him and slowly asked.
“I thought you already knew about this,” Jiang Sunan replied calmly, then glanced at him sideways: “Or do you want to hear me tell you for yourself?”
"Wishful thinking." Jiang Qingyan simply snorted coldly, and almost habitually reached to adjust his glasses, but only halfway up did he remember that he wasn't wearing his glasses, so he had to put his hand down, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
"I'll buy you a pair of glasses this afternoon." Jiang Sunan had naturally noticed: "How about buying the exact same ones as before? But I prefer it when I help you take off your glasses myself."
Jiang Qingyan frowned. He was unaware of the boy's ambition. In fact, he initially took in Jiang Suonan simply to pass the time. Later, he discovered that the boy was very capable in all aspects and felt that he had some value. After all, who wouldn't like someone who is capable, obedient, and eloquent?
But now, as he thought of this, his eyes darkened.
"Are you trying to kill me?" Jiang Sunan noticed the change in his emotions and said helplessly, "But my shoulder still hurts."
Jiang Suonan softened her tone and looked at him with a pitiful expression: "Godfather, could you rub it for me?"
Jiang Qingyan felt a strange, indescribable feeling in his heart. Then, a slight smile appeared on his lips as he slowly took the fruit knife from Jiang Suonan's hand and placed the blade under Jiang Suonan's chin: "How about your godfather helps you get out of this predicament?"
"You're reluctant to part with it, aren't you?" Jiang Sunan wasn't in a hurry, meeting his gaze with confidence.
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