Chapter 80, "The Little Taoist Priest": Is this the man who does it seven times a night? ...
There was no joy of liberation in Zhong Yu's eyes, only the immense pain he felt when he uttered those words.
But the people in front of him were always so indifferent.
Zhong Yu seemed numb. He wasn't disappointed because he hadn't had any expectations to begin with.
"Jane, best wishes, goodbye."
Connecting the two dreams, Jane saw the ending of this real-life story.
That day, Zhong Yu turned and left, seemingly accepting the arrangements with a relieved expression as he left the country. However, after returning home, he shut himself in and refused to eat or drink for several days, which made his family vaguely realize that something was wrong.
Because of what happened that day, after accepting that she would have to live alone from now on, Jane encountered something disgusting.
He was confronted by former relatives who came to settle old scores.
These uncles and aunts hadn't seen him in a long time, and they said they were here to claim their share of the accident compensation from years ago. Jian Dieda thought they were more like beggars. They had been plotting against him and his father's house for a long time, and they had pointed fingers at him more than once before. If Zhong Yu hadn't been around this strange man, this day might never have come.
"You idiot, you can't even speak properly, yet you dream of starting your own business? Give us the money now, or we won't even give you the respect due to our elders!"
These shameless people blocked the doorway, banging on the door so hard it almost broke.
The property management couldn't do anything about it, so they even called Jane Dieda, implying that other residents were also unhappy about the situation.
Jane replied, "Then should I jump off the building now?"
Property management staff: "Huh? No, no, no, no need. Why would you jump off the building? If you jump, their property prices will be ruined!"
With a blank expression, Jian Dieda defeated the property management with his divine logic: "I am just one person now. Even if I open the door and try to reason with them, I can't beat a group of people. But if I jump off the building wearing red clothes, I don't need to reason with them. I can just turn into a haunted house ghost and take care of everyone one by one."
………………
The property management company didn't understand him, but they were deeply shocked.
Jane Dieda also said, "According to the principle of proximity, after a vengeful ghost that died in a house is brought back to life, the first person to die is usually the property manager."
...
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. The property management staff cried and said they would try to find a solution immediately.
Jane waited until midnight when she suddenly heard several people appear at the door. Without saying a word, they got to work and solved her problem.
While clutching his numb legs, Jian Dieda heard the person outside the door politely tell him, "Young Master Jian, the bad guys won't come back, don't worry."
Young Master Jian didn't need to ask anything; he knew who hadn't completely let go and ignored everything, but hadn't they already said hurtful things to each other?
How could there be a young master like Zhong who treats his male classmate, who is naturally overflowing with maternal love, like this?
"..."
Jane clutched her chest, her breath unsteady; at that time, she had not yet developed any illusions about love and eternity.
He also hated the endless heart discomfort.
So he first restored his life to normal. But from that day on, Jian Dieda deleted all of Zhong Yu's numbers that hadn't been blocked before.
Zhong Yu wanted to add him back.
Jane Dieda and he stopped talking to each other.
Zhong Yu probably guessed something.
A day later, he sent a message from another account:
[Sunny weather, good health.]
Then he was once again blacklisted by Jane Die Da across the entire internet.
The eldest son, Zhong Yu, finally behaved himself.
The last time he sent a message was in Europe, in a forest, where he was leading a pony, a scene that looked like something out of a Hollywood gay vampire movie.
Birds without cages live freely in the great forest.
[...]
As Jian Dieda ate instant noodles, pretending to be a shut-in and watching the new anime, he felt that whatever he said to the other person was like talking to a brick wall.
He had already started writing novels at that time. The combination of staying up late and writer's block caused him to suffer from severe neurasthenia, but he still created a character in the novel who was very similar to "Young Master Zhong".
Although they had a falling out a long time ago, Jian Dieda secretly loved writing that the character possessed all the good things in the world. He felt that a novelist should respect what the character originally possessed. However, the European noble young master and the socially awkward, anime-addicted young master simply couldn't see eye to eye!
Why would I bother him so casually?
Moreover, it's one thing for him to want to see this person every day, but if a relationship can only bring countless troubles to another person, or even drag them down and make them miserable, then he's no different from the bloodsuckers in his parents' house.
The closer the relationship, the more we should cherish the moments when love is present.
Although it sounds cruel, this example is like how someone feels pity when they see you cry for the first time, but gets annoyed and avoids you if you cry every day.
From the very beginning, Zhong Yu was not obligated to him in any way.
Jane Dieda is a man with few emotions, but he is quite intelligent. Moreover, his limited emotional intelligence and love intelligence have long been given to someone else.
Unbeknownst to him, Zhong Yu had similar thoughts. Without interfering with the proud and aloof genius, the Fox Prince Guardian Project was still underway. He secretly found a cultural publishing company and contacted them, saying he wanted to launch a suspense writer star-making project.
Zhong Yu was indeed very busy. When he posted the photos, he even told his dad, "I think after this, I'm going to be disliked again."
The father did not offer any opinions on the lives of the young people.
However, from an outsider's perspective, when things happened back then, they both stood on their own sides, saying they were leaving, but neither of them actually left.
One of them stood in the corridor after the door was closed, watching silence multiply after the lights went out; the other permanently closed the door to the entire world, hiding his feelings with distance.
So, instead of them opening their arms and allowing everything about each other to flow away, the long, flowing time really did take them apart for five years, and the two of them completely drifted apart.
Many years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Only Zhong Yu's book and culture company remained.
Only the novels written by Jane Dieda were published and preserved.
...
[Ding, the storyline for the "Treasure Pavilion of Curiosities" instance has finished loading. Maximum number of players for this round: nine]
The next timed match will begin abruptly with a scene jump, and all time cards and item packs will be available for viewing only by the host.
The seventh day of the game world's schedule.
Jane woke up.
In the latter half of his time in the system, he revisited the places the narrator had taken him to.
This time, he took the initiative to ask the little system, "Are you and the narrator both surnamed Xie and Fan, respectively?"
Tongzi said, "It's not convenient to disclose, but in our big internet companies, programmers are given nicknames when they join. He and I share the surname Hei and Bai respectively."
Damn! Isn't that a blatant hint?!
The bald guy who had been with him for a long time didn't treat him like an outsider and started explaining some little-known facts about the bridge from last time.
“Our servers have been crashing in recent years, so the system is often busy and we get complaints from customers. But in the past, this place was called the ‘boundary’ of Fengdu.”
"..."
"Humans, ghosts, and gods constitute the Three Realms. Adding your original world, there are five more worlds in the world, which are called the Six Paths of Reincarnation. According to you humans, Fengdu is the abode of Yama, the King of Hell. A mortal usually only has one chance to go to the underworld in his lifetime. It is recorded that there is a river in front of the gates of hell called the River of Oblivion, and there is an ancient bridge on it called Naihe."
"However, if a mortal is willing to enter the cycle of reincarnation for another person, as long as he can—(censored)—(censored)—he can bring his deceased lover back to the world of the living."
...
Jane Dieda came to her senses.
The flashback in his memory, coupled with his slightly blurred vision and aching back, made him realize what kind of ordeal he had suffered during those seven days of game disconnections, and how carefree he had been...
However, no wonder everyone says that it's better not to come during the seven-day Golden Week, because it means there will be no more holidays after that... After they finished sleeping together, the game's plot development got stuck for a long time.
Completely abandoning his old uncle status, Master Zhong, who had become the groom for seven nights, was also there. No longer touched by cosmetics, he was glancing at his unfortunate "furnace" out of the corner of his eye, adopting the posture of a head of the household with a cigarette between his left and his neck bare.
Knowing that he was also awake, Jian Dieda didn't say anything, still lost in thought with his arm around his shoulder, when suddenly Zhong Ding leaned on his shoulder.
The man bent his knees, raised his hand, and let the boy's head fall into his palm.
He casually gestured with his hand to comfort me; the sense of security that only comes with age eased away much of my unease, and the air was filled with peace of mind and tenderness.
The back of the simple die stopped.
He felt that this scene was somewhat like the dream he had just had.
Jane tried to evade the question: "Take it away, it's all restored, isn't that enough?"
Zhong Ding's pride was a little hurt, but he just assumed he was tired: "I'm sorry, I really lost control. Please apologize to me, my wife..."
Jane Diedda: "..."
Tears welled up in Zhong Ding's eyes. His more emotional way of speaking than most people remained unchanged. He also seemed to have no memory at all, as if he had been brainwashed by the system at high intensity and periodic intervals. His feelings for Jian Dieda remained in the game.
But is there any connection between reality and Qingyang Town?
No one knows for sure, but after several years of reunion, only Jian Dieda has remembered a part of it so far, so it seems that Zhong Ding's memory is not complete.
"What's wrong? Are you really angry with me?"
Zhong Ding thought he was angry, so after a moment's thought, he gently raised his hand and covered the Taoist's face with his own. His large hand caressed the Taoist's cheek, and he pleaded in a hoarse voice:
"Wait a minute, let's go and beg Uncle Wu to let us get married and settle down after this incident."
He couldn't verify the truth of the dream, because he seemed to have suffered amnesia many times and wanted to forget everything in the game.
But Zhong Ding's hands, with that soothing, gentle warmth, he had truly felt it many times before, somewhere...
In those dreams, Jian Dieda would wait for someone on a bicycle on the way to school each morning to bring him breakfast. He could smell the smoky aroma of soft egg pancakes, sesame sauce, cilantro, and scallions, and hear the boy's cunning, fox-like voice. Even after being plunged into hell countless times and witnessing the death of someone resembling the person in that black-and-white photograph, he still seemed unable to let go of this person who came to his side in various masks, holding his hand and walking step by step into the endless cycle of trials in this infernal purgatory.
Four first meetings, four first meetings, four rebirths, four reunions—it's you, it's always been you, no one else, it can only be you.
Is this the man who goes seven times a night?
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Author's Note: Tongzi: Seeing how cute you are, Jane Dieda, I'll show you another 30-second husband revival ad, you're welcome! [Okay][Pat head][Heart emoji]
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