"I... I'll make it up to you, okay?" Chu Changliu asked hesitantly. "I'll go back and ask the gods for money. I'll give you all my private treasury, alright?"
"What do you mean?" Zhou Ping's emotions crumbled inch by inch, replaced by a deep and gloomy look.
"This won't work either? Then I'll go back and tie some red threads for you, and I guarantee you'll meet 365 different suitors all year round, and none of them will be the same!" Chu Changliu was completely pinned down, with nothing but a coffin lid behind him, leaving him nowhere to retreat.
His heart was pounding; he was both anxious and scared.
"...Did you search like this before?" Zhou Ping keenly found a tricky question.
Chu Changliu: ...
It feels like no matter how I respond, I'll just die.
No matter what you say, there's no way out; saying it will only lead to certain death.
"No..." The memorials in the temple are too numerous to handle every day, how could I have time to go?
"You just said you don't admit it, which means you don't admit that I... slept with you... and now you want to run away?" Zhou Ping had never felt so suffocated.
He spent three years in sorrow and grief with Shang Yan, only for her to wake up and immediately want to sever ties with him.
He reached out and pressed down on the person beneath him, so close yet feeling so far away.
This was probably the most intense argument the two of them had ever had in all these years. Zhou Ping gripped his wrist tightly. "After saying all this, you just want to get rid of me!"
"You know it yourself, there's no need to come looking for me. We're from two different worlds!" Chu Changliu retorted defiantly.
"Why won't you let me go? Is something wrong with you?" Zhou Ping knew the man in front of him all too well; his expression grew even more somber.
"Me? What problem could I possibly have?" Chu Changliu's expression changed, then he added, "Besides, even if there is a problem, what does it have to do with you?"
"..." Zhou Ping's chest heaved violently. After calming himself down, he finally spoke, "You're hiding it from me again?"
"..." Upon hearing this, Chu Changliu's gaze involuntarily drifted to 019, who was trying to minimize his presence.
The little white ball patted its bottom and said, "I don't know anything!"
Before he could say anything, his chin was grabbed and he was forced to look directly at Zhou Ping, who was in a superior position.
"What does this have to do with me?" Zhou Ping's gaze lingered on the people below, and he was so angry that he reached out and touched Chu Changliu's waist.
"Where on earth have I not lingered?"
"Are you saying it has nothing to do with me now?"
"..." These words were not something Zhou Ping would normally say, yet he said them so bluntly.
Chu Changliu's face turned bright red. He struggled for a long time, but couldn't think of any offensive rebuttal.
Finally, he shouted weakly, "Enough! I can't reason with you!"
Zhou Ping chuckled softly.
"The time for summoning the soul won't be long, and this body can't hold on any longer. I have to go," Chu Changliu said calmly. "The place I'm in is too far from here. It's a place you may never be able to find in your entire life."
"Don't people in the mortal realm remarry after their wives die? Our situation is similar. Just pretend I'm dead and I'll remarry."
"Or I could erase your memories before I leave..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Ping couldn't hold back any longer and reached out to cover Chu Changliu's mouth.
"Yan Yan, how could you be so cruel!" This is too heartless. How could he so casually say that he would erase my memories?
Hearing him call him by his childhood name, Chu Changliu paused for a moment.
"After saying all this, you just think I can't find you." After covering Chu Changliu's mouth, the world became much quieter, and finally no more knives flew at him.
Seeing Chu Changliu nod, Zhou Ping was initially furious, but then slowly released his hand from Chu Changliu's mouth.
Chu Changliu glanced at the hand on the side of his face, the gesture as if to say that if he said anything unpleasant again, he would cover his face again.
Chu Changliu struggled for a moment, but failed.
Chu Changliu tried to reason with Zhou Ping, but failed again.
"Then come find me." His body was gradually disappearing. Seeing that he couldn't reason with him, Chu Changliu gave up struggling.
"Okay." The gloom on Zhou Ping's face finally disappeared, and he smiled at Chu Changliu.
"..." Chu Changliu's beastly eyes flickered, but eventually calmed down. He smiled again, "Come closer."
The two were already very close, and when he said that, Zhou Ping moved even closer, his forehead touching the other person's, his warm breath spraying onto Chu Changliu's neck.
Chu Changliu raised his left hand, which was not yet completely blurred, and placed it on Zhou Ping's shoulder.
He merely raised his head slightly, and like a dragonfly skimming the water, planted a kiss on Zhou Ping's lips.
"If you really can't find me... then just let it go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished into thin air.
"..." Zhou Ping stared at the now empty coffin, his expression crumbling inch by inch. He was first bewildered and helpless, and when he realized that he was no longer in this world, he remained silent for a moment.
“019, I need to locate you,” Zhou Ping said, his voice a little hoarse.
When 019 turned around to look at him, she found that his eyes were already red.
"I only have the location of the Nine Continents of the cultivation world here. As for the other paths, you'll have to find them yourself," 019 advised, looking at him. "This is the Fifth Universe. There are other universes and worlds beyond this..."
"In this vast world, finding someone is incredibly difficult. He seems to have come to terms with things and wants you to let go. Otherwise, you should..." 019, as a system, doesn't quite understand these complex emotions.
However, 019 was very considerate, saying, "If you need help, I can also provide a complete memory erasure service, free of charge!"
No sooner had he said that than 019 was blasted away.
A fierce glint flashed in Zhou Ping's eyes, "Don't even think about messing with my memories!"
"No one can make me forget him, not even him!"
Can Zhou Ping let go?
He seems like the kind of person who can let go of things. Chu Changliu has come to terms with it, but he can't!
lay down?
Zhou Ping, his face gloomy, clenched the 019 he had just knocked away into his palm. "I can't continue with your mission."
"I need to go find someone," he said, almost squeezing the words out between clenched teeth. "He must be hiding something from me again. I need to leave as soon as possible."
019: ...
"You've all left one by one, who cares about my life or death?" 019 said helplessly. "Shang Yan ran away, fine, but you, the one who's paying off the debt, have run away too. The mission completion rate is only 87%, who am I supposed to turn to?"
019 seems to have lost all its strength and means.
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