Before the next round of killing began, Chu Changliu reached out and nudged the person next to him.
No one else could see Zhou Ping, only Chu Changliu could see him.
However, these are all memories of Chu Changliu. In the past, there was no Zhou Ping, nor was there anyone else.
"Brother, you should go. The ambush will begin after today's attack." Chu Changliu reached out and pushed Zhou Ping's back. He had been in this place for a long time, and his face was filled with an inescapable ferocity.
Zhou Ping reached out and grabbed him. "What?"
"..." Chu Changliu lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand. A mark in his palm was emitting a soft light.
"In another half day, this place will become the battlefield between the new gods and the old gods. The losers will die, and the winners will live."
"Let's go quickly." He took off his shirt and draped it over Zhou Ping's bare upper body.
Then, under Zhou Ping's somewhat puzzled gaze, she took out a new set of clothes from her storage ring and put them on.
Zhou Ping looked at the shirt that Chu Changliu had been wearing for several days, stared at it for a while, and finally said nothing.
Chu Changliu held his hand and said goodbye reluctantly, "Husband, it's so good that you came to see me."
"I never thought I'd be reincarnated into someone like you. I wish I had been reincarnated when I was ten!"
He was quite talkative when we parted, a stark contrast to his demeanor when we first met.
"When I wake up, don't forget to marry me and pay our respects to heaven and earth, don't forget..."
Zhou Ping just kept nodding in agreement. He reached out and touched the tuft of hair on Chu Changliu's head. "You should pay your respects once you wake up."
After saying this, Chu Changliu pushed him out, pushing him away from his dream.
When Zhou Ping woke up, he looked at the dark sky outside and stood up from the bedside.
He took out his phone from his pocket, found Ye Fan's number, and pressed the dial button.
"Beep beep beep—"
The call was answered quickly, and Ye Fan's voice came from the other end. "What's up? What can I do for you? Is your boyfriend in trouble again?"
“No.” Zhou Ping thought of Chu Changliu’s request when he entered the dream, paused for a moment, and then said softly, “Good evening.”
Ye Fan was completely confused, unable to understand why Zhou Ping would call him so late at night just to say good evening.
But he felt that Zhou Ping must have something else he hadn't said, so he remained silent for a moment before politely replying, "Good evening... Why did you suddenly bring this up?"
"I have something to ask for your help..." Zhou Ping opened his mouth, "I need to ask you for help."
"Go on, go on," Ye Fan said. This was the first time Zhou Ping had ever asked him for help, so Ye Fan thought it was something important and quickly put down the documents in his hand, waiting earnestly for Zhou Ping's reply.
"So... what's needed for a wedding ceremony?"
"Prepare a copy for me. I want to have our wedding ceremony when he wakes up," Zhou Ping said slowly. He had to stay by Shang Yan's side and watch over him; he couldn't leave.
Therefore, I can only trouble Ye Fan to help me procure these things.
"...Huh?" Ye Fan was truly dumbfounded. "You're going to get married as soon as he wakes up?"
They expect him to handle everything for the two of them?
“…Hmm,” Zhou Ping responded, “He told me in my dream.”
Ye Fan: ?
"Are you out of your mind? Are you so desperate to marry Shang Yan?" No, this was the first time he had ever seen someone actually put into practice what others said in their dreams.
Faced with Ye Fan's question, Zhou Ping replied very seriously, "Yes."
As for becoming a teacher for the Nightfall Squad, he'll talk about that after he and Shang Yan have finished their important life events.
Zhou Ping felt that he... needed to confirm this identity.
"Are you serious?" Ye Fan hadn't expected to help the Sword Saint with such a major life event, so he asked again.
"Mm," Zhou Ping responded again.
Hearing Zhou Ping's firm tone, Ye Fan on the other end of the phone thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll definitely get it done for you, just wait."
"Once that kid wakes up, I'll give you two a good time!" After all, this is a joyous occasion for two of the most outstanding people in the world. Since Zhou Ping has already asked him, he'll definitely make sure to give them a grand and glorious celebration.
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He also put aside his recent tasks and made time specifically to buy things for Zhou Ping and Shang Yan.
Shang Yan remained unconscious for ten days.
When he regained consciousness, he opened his eyes and saw Zhou Ping guarding him by the bedside.
Seeing that he was awake, Zhou Ping, who had been watching over him by the bedside for many days, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yan Yan, you're awake?"
"Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Are you hungry?" Zhou Ping poured a glass of warm water and held it to Shang Yan's lips. After Shang Yan gulped it down, Zhou Ping took the glass away and said, "Didn't you say you were going to do the wedding ceremony..."
Shang Yan had just woken up and was still a little dazed. "That's true. Shall we worship now?"
Something's not right. He remembered Zhou Ping saying that they should worship again.
“We’ll go pay our respects once you’re fully recovered in a couple of days,” Zhou Ping said earnestly, taking Shang Yan’s hand. “Everything is ready.”
Shang Yan blinked, somewhat bewildered. "No, what have you prepared?"
"wedding."
"...Huh?" Shang Yan's eyes widened. Was he getting married right after waking up?
Seeing that he was looking at him blankly, Zhou Ping pursed his lips, mustered his courage, and asked, "Don't you want to...marry me?"
The two of them... have known each other since they were fifteen, and seven years have passed since then.
"No, of course I..."
Shang Yan paused for a moment, which was uncommon. He was about to agree, but then stopped as if he had suddenly thought of something.
He stammered, "Not now."
Shang Yan nervously fidgeted with his fingers, though deep down he really wanted to agree.
"..."
"Oh, right, I just remembered something and I want to tell you about it."
"you say."
...
"No, why did you cancel again?" Ye Fan, who had just bought a bunch of things, was silent for a while, then said into the phone in his hand, "I told you it was just a dream, you must have been sleeping too hard."
Holding the phone, Zhou Ping slowly hummed in agreement, then added, "I'm sorry."
Ye Fan: ...
"Anyway, we can still use them in the future, so I'll move these over for you." She was a little annoyed at being stood up, but hearing Zhou Ping apologize made her feel a little bad. She felt that Zhou Ping was probably the one who was most heartbroken right now.
I finally mustered up the courage, but now it's impossible to do it again.
I have no idea what those two are up to.
After muttering a few words, Ye Fan hung up the phone.
Shang Yan was still scrolling through posts on his phone when he saw Zhou Ping walking over. He threw off the covers and prepared to get out of bed. "I feel much better now. How about we get discharged?"
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