Chapter 249 Extra - Ying Wujiu (1)
【Shi, means to wait.】
When Lu Yan had his heart cut out in the hall that day, a crack finally appeared in his long-sealed memory. That not only meant that he remembered his identity, but also meant that his seven-life-long tribulation was about to end.
When that life came to an end, he was called back to the space station.
After hundreds of years, Lu Yan stepped into the space station again. He felt as if in a dream for a moment. He passed through layers of overlapping light gates and came to the main control room. He happened to see Cecilia standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window observing the stars. It was pitch black outside, vast and magnificent.
However, if you stare at the universe for too long, you will inevitably feel a kind of desolate and dead silence that makes people feel uneasy.
Cecilia did not turn around, holding a red wine glass in her hand, shaking it slowly. She was the source of all desires in the world, greed, anger, chaos, evil, and naturally she also liked food and pleasure like humans, even though she did not need these things to sustain her life:
"Lu Yan, congratulations, you survived successfully."
Her voice was light and always had a hint of temptation.
"Do you still want to stay in the space station and work for me?"
Who wants to deal with a lunatic every day?
Lu Yan didn't mind, but he had more important things to do. He nodded slightly and rubbed her shoulders to salute: "Lady Cecilia, I'm sorry, I think I'm no longer qualified for this position."
Cecilia finally turned around after hearing this. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Lu Yan's calm face carefully: "Do you know what will happen if you don't stay in the space station?"
Lu Yan seemed exceptionally calm:
"Know, become a mortal."
"A mortal who is subject to birth, age, sickness and death."
Cecilia walked slowly in front of him and said, "Lu Yan, are you doing this for the soul that has been waiting for you for 30,000 years?"
"But if you become a mortal, you won't be able to control time, life and death like a manager, and you won't be able to see through his soul. In the vast sea of people, maybe you won't recognize him until you die, let alone meet him."
Lu Yan's voice was low, with an indescribable tenderness: "No, Lady Cecilia, I will find him and recognize him."
In the seven lives when Lu Yan's memory was sealed, even though he could not see through each other's souls, they still followed the arrangement of fate and came together. He believed that he could find Ying Wujiu.
Cecilia has one advantage, which is that she keeps her word. She had already promised Xi Nian that if Lu Yan could successfully survive, she would help him. This promise still stands.
"All right."
She raised her hand and slowly drew a circle in the air, saying meaningfully:
"Lu Yan, there's actually nothing wrong with being a human. The pain and hatred they feel are especially delicious and last much longer than love. Since you want to be a human, go ahead..."
The circle of nothingness gradually expanded, and finally turned into a dark space-time tunnel. Lu Yan only felt a strong suction force suddenly rolled him in. His consciousness faded. The last picture he saw before he fainted was Cecilia's pair of dark purple eyes, and another...
It was supposed to be black, but now it has returned to its normal red heart.
"Go with him..."
Cecilia muttered to herself, not knowing to whom she was talking.
"If you want to be a human being, how can you not have a dirty heart?"
*
July is rainy and hot. Such a humid and hot season obviously brings a lot of suffering to the students, but it still cannot stop them from traveling and checking in everywhere.
A new bookstore opened on a Wutong Street outside Nan Ying Middle School. Within two months, it became a well-known internet celebrity check-in spot in the vicinity. In addition to the quaint architecture and bookshelves with astonishing collections of books, a bigger part of the reason is that the owner there is incredibly young and handsome, which attracts many customers.
The manhole cover at the intersection was broken that day, making it inconvenient to enter and exit. In addition, it was drizzling, so the bookstore seemed a little deserted. Lu Yan sorted out some of the scattered books, and seeing that it was getting late, he wanted to close the store early, so he got up and went to the small warehouse at the back to look for the closing sign.
“Wow——”
Not long after Lu Yan left, a ghostly black car suddenly sped past the entrance of the bookstore, glided for a few meters, and then slowly backed up.
The passenger door was opened, and a young and aggressive man walked out. He ignored the raindrops falling from the sky, covered his purple mouth, bent over and looked at the back window, saying in a frustrated tone: "Uncle, this is the store. The boss is so arrogant. He beat me up two days ago!"
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a pair of eyes as still as a cold pond. The man in the back seat looked to be about thirty years old, with a paper contract on his crossed legs. He was wearing a well-fitting suit, with a maturity and abstinence that was unique to his age, yet his cold aura made people afraid to approach him:
"You should call the police for this kind of thing."
His tone was low and it was obvious that he didn't want to get involved in this troublesome business of his nephew.
The young man outside the car window stamped his feet in anger: "I gave you the change, and you have to pay me 500 yuan for medical expenses!"
This amount of money is undoubtedly a humiliation to him. His family is well-known in City A, and every time he stomps his feet, the ground shakes three times. Does he care about these five hundred yuan? !
The young man burst into tears and said, "Uncle, my father died early, you have to make the decision for me, you can't just watch me being bullied like this!"
More than half of the land on this street belongs to the Ying family. When Ying Feng was bullied, the first thing he thought of was to find this powerful uncle to support him. Otherwise, he would not be able to swallow this humiliation and he would not have to work on this piece of land in the future!
The man in the car was silent for a moment, wondering what he was thinking. Finally, he opened the door and got out. He waved away the driver who wanted to hold an umbrella for him, said to Ying Feng that he would wait outside, and then walked straight into the bookstore.
Ying Feng did not dare to disobey and stood obediently under the awning at the door of the bookstore waiting, but a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart -
My uncle is usually very busy and never pays attention to my trivial matters. Why is he so abnormal today and comes here just when I make trouble?
The bookstore is air-conditioned, completely isolating the damp and stuffy outside. Rows of wooden shelves are filled with a wide variety of books, including many rare ancient books. Next to the window is a rest area. The smell of coffee and the unique smell of printing ink on paper mixed together inexplicably calms people's hearts.
Yingchi didn't see the boss, but he heard some movement in the warehouse behind him, so he didn't go to disturb him. He paced back and forth in the poetry area, and his leather shoes made a slight sound when they hit the floor, which sounded slow and gentle.
Lu Yan found the closing sign in the warehouse at the back and was about to hang it up when he suddenly spotted a man across the bookshelf through the gap between the bookshelves. One of the poetry books was slightly dented due to the man's twitching, forming a sharp contrast with the other books that were originally neatly arranged.
"Sir, I'm sorry, the bookstore is closed today. Please come back next time."
Lu Yan's store does not sell books. As long as you buy a cup of coffee or some cultural and creative products in the store, you can sit here and read for free. He does not expect to make money from this, he just wants to kill time, so one more or one less order does not affect anything.
Lu Yanyu stopped talking and reached out to gently hold down the book that the person opposite him wanted to take away, waiting for him to turn around and leave so that he could clean up and close the shop. However, not only did the person not leave, but he took the initiative to introduce himself. Although he could not see his face clearly, his voice was very mature and steady:
"My last name is Ying, and I'm Ying Feng's uncle. I heard that you beat him up two days ago?"
Lu Yan suddenly realized that he was looking for trouble, and said with a half-smile: "He said he wanted to read pornographic books, I said no, and he refused to leave so I beat him up. What, is it that the medical expenses are not enough?"
To be honest, Lu Yan has encountered many people who have tried to flirt with him since he opened the bookstore, but he has never seen anyone as bold as Ying Feng who would touch him right away, especially when the other person looks exactly like Feng Sha.
As you can imagine, Lu Yan taught him a lesson with just one punch.
The man across from the bookshelf said, "No, that's enough."
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "So why are you here...?"
Before he finished speaking, the poetry collection was suddenly pulled open, leaving a gap. The face of the man opposite was completely exposed to the air. His eyes were clear and cold, with an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it countless times thousands of years ago.
Seeing this, Lu Yan's face changed slightly, and his heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously grabbed the bookshelf, and even his breathing became lighter. He was a little worried that he was dreaming and hallucinating, so he spoke with difficulty: "You..."
"Lu Yan, I finally waited for you..."
The person on the opposite side of the bookshelf spoke in a low voice, as if in a trance with a sigh from tens of thousands of years ago. He was of a cold temperament, but at this moment he smiled lightly, like a flower quietly blooming on the top of an iceberg. The sound of rain outside the window gradually stopped, and a ray of warm sunlight shone in, which was indescribably warm and beautiful.
Lu Yan said nothing, but frowned and covered his heart, something inside was beating violently.
His heart is in his body.
And his heart is in his body.
There is no deeper entanglement in the world than this.
"I finally found you..."
Lu Yan spoke softly, his heart palpitating for tens of thousands of years.
As the two looked at each other, the poetry collection fell to the ground silently, and the pages spread out, revealing a poem titled "Meeting Li Guinian in Jiangnan":
It is the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan, and I meet you again in the season of falling flowers.
*
Tens of thousands of years ago, Ying Wujiu passed away in the Cangyuan Sea, and his body sank into it. Before he died, he made a wish, hoping that the separated people in the world would eventually reunite. When he was sealed, he seemed to see a woman with a seductive face and purple pupils appear before him:
"Do you want to see him so badly?"
"yes."
"Even if you have no memory and have already forgotten him?"
"Even if I have no memory, I have already forgotten him."
"Even if you have no feelings of sadness or joy, and have become a walking corpse?"
"Even if I have no sorrow or joy, I have become a walking corpse."
"Even if you reincarnate for seven lifetimes and suffer all kinds of pain?"
"It would be great if I could meet him in my eighth life."
The woman curled her lips slightly:
"As you wish, then."
His wish was not heard by the gods and Buddhas.
But the devil listened...
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