Chapter 141 Epilogue (Part 1)
Su Xiaoyuan stared at the fluttering curtains for a long time before she realized that it must be the wind blowing from the air-conditioning outlet.
Of course, the smell was also an illusion caused by being half asleep.
She lay back on the bed, changed to a side-lying position, curled up, and hugged her stuffed bunny.
The illusion just now was too real, and the disappointment that followed was too heavy to bear.
There's no way he'll show up, I'll never see him again.
She didn't know how many times she had told herself this, but it was still too difficult to accept this fact.
Fu Tingyun looked at the girl beside him. After so long, he finally came to her side. It was the real her, not a "projection" or a dream.
The real her was so close, within reach, and the tears on her eyelashes were clearly visible, but he couldn't even reach out to wipe her tears.
She looked much thinner than in his dream, her chin was pointed, her shoulders were thin, her collarbone was prominent, and her energy and blood seemed to be insufficient. There was a faint blue shadow under her eyes. She was more fragile than the first time he saw her "projection", as if she would shatter at the slightest touch.
I thought it would be enough just to look at her, but when I saw her I realized that it was not enough.
I want to hold her in my arms, I want to fit perfectly with her, I want to swallow her into my stomach and become one with her completely, but nothing is enough.
He and his desires have become one, and can no longer be suppressed by seals. The violent longings are constantly burning his soul, and there is only one way out.
He was even somewhat glad that he had no physical form now, otherwise he might have lost control the moment he saw her.
After an unknown amount of time, the girl's eyelashes stopped trembling, her brows relaxed, her lips parted slightly, her breathing became slow, and she finally fell asleep again.
Fu Tingyun sketched her sleeping face in the dark, over and over again, and he could never get enough of it.
It was not until light shone through the gap in the curtains that he realized it was already daybreak.
She slept until dawn and woke up when a flat box beside her pillow made a sound. Fu Tingyun knew that the thing was called a "mobile phone" and was a communication mirror in this world, but it could do many other things besides communication.
The girl frowned and turned over. She closed her eyes, grabbed the phone and put it in front of her face. She opened her eyelids and took a look, then threw the phone aside and went back to sleep.
After a while, the music sounded for the second time, then the third time. It was not until the fourth time that she lifted the quilt and sat up.
She was wearing a sleeveless nightgown with a creamy white background and a berry pattern that came to just above her knees.
Fu Tingyun saw the scar on her left leg left by the accident, as if it had been stabbed by a soul-snatching knife.
Before he came, he had already learned from the system what injuries she had suffered in the accident, so you can imagine how painful it was.
She was so afraid of pain that she could have avoided suffering. If she had chosen to improve her body functions, her injuries would have recovered faster and the pain would have been greatly reduced. However, she would rather endure severe pain just to preserve her memory.
He watched her walk towards the door, staring at her left leg nervously. Her walking posture was normal, but she was a little cautious when landing on her left foot. It was obvious that she had developed this habit because walking was very painful for a period of time.
His heart felt like it was being stung by a handful of needles, pricking it with pain.
He followed her out of the room and watched her go to the bathroom to wash up.
He watched her casually tie up her long hair in front of the mirror, clip it up with a clip, and then start brushing her teeth in front of the mirror.
Halfway through brushing, she suddenly stopped and stared at the mirror blankly, her eyes full of confusion.
For a moment, Fu Tingyun almost doubted that she could see him, but she quickly looked away, brushed her teeth and washed her face, took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the cabinet behind the mirror and applied them to her face one by one, then went back to her room to change her clothes.
When she was changing clothes, he paid attention to her chest, wanting to see the depth of the mole, but she was wearing small clothes and he couldn't see it.
The new clothes were of a strange style. The top was very short, with only a small sleeve, and the bottom was a pair of blue pants that barely covered the legs. The fabric of the pants was rough and looked stiff, so it must have been uncomfortable.
He had seen this world in her dream. The clothes here were very economical in fabric, but it was unbelievable that they were so economical.
He looked around, taking in her room for the first time.
This room was surprisingly even smaller than her own in the Yunyu Sect. A single bed, about five feet wide, was placed against one wall, with a small dressing table on the other. At the foot of the bed was a row of wardrobes built into the wall. By the window was a long desk, on which lay a "computer" and some stationery. Next to the desk was a small bookcase.
Of course, there is more than one such small room here, but the hall, kitchen, bathroom and study are all next to each other. The whole house is very irregular in terms of entrances and exits. There is no courtyard, and it is not even connected to the ground, and is suspended in the air.
Su Xiaoyuan opened the curtains and Fu Tingyun looked out the window. Not far away there were several square, long box-like tall buildings, filled with densely packed windows from top to bottom.
The building where this room is located is obviously similar to those others. I wonder how many people can be crammed into one building.
He felt sad when he thought about her having to squeeze into this small house that looked like a lunch box with so many people.
She didn't have to live such a hard life.
Su Xiaoyuan didn't know that she had become a bitter gourd in someone's eyes. After changing into her going-out clothes, she sat in front of the dressing table, applied sunscreen on her face and neck, applied some eyebrow powder on her eyebrows, put on lipstick to improve her complexion, then picked up her mobile phone, slung over her small bag and went out.
Fu Tingyun never expected that she would go out wearing such a cheap outfit, so he had to follow her to see where she was going.
He followed her down a narrow hallway and into a box with a sliding door.
The sliding door closed, and the system suddenly popped up: [Good morning, host. System 0127 is here to serve you today.]
Fu Tingyun frowned: "I didn't call you out."
System: [This is the host's first time in a strange world, and without a physical form, so it's inevitable that there will be many inconveniences. For your safety, it's best for me to accompany you when you go out.]
If there was a choice, who would want to work?
But for the safety of this beautiful world, it’s better to keep an eye on him when you go out.
Fu Tingyun originally wanted to make it retreat, but then he thought that it wouldn't be a bad thing to have it to explain things when he was in an unfamiliar place.
They were sent to the ground by the box and then out of the building.
Downstairs was a courtyard planted with many trees. It was clearly the height of summer, with the grass and trees outside dripping green and the cicadas chirping like thunder.
He followed her out the door and onto the road.
He had seen the busy scene of traffic on the road several times in her dreams, but when he saw those alien carriages and horses whizzing past her with his own eyes, he was still terrified, fearing that they would hit her at the next moment.
Fortunately, she walked safely into a strange-looking building. It was brightly lit inside, with a moving staircase in the middle. There were shops all around, selling ready-made clothes, bags, shoes, and many teahouses and restaurants.
Su Xiaoyuan walked into a teahouse, ordered two cups of milk tea, put the tea in a bag, carried it out of the store, put it into a small transparent box, and was transported to the top floor.
"What is this place?" he asked the system.
System: [Host, are you referring to this building? This is called a shopping mall, a large commercial complex integrating shopping, entertainment, and dining. Madam Su... is going to the movie theater on the top floor. Judging by the double milk tea bag in her hand, she must have a movie date with friends...]
Before the system finished speaking, Fu Tingyun saw Su Xiaoyuan walking quickly towards someone.
He was a young man with a fair face and no beard. He was quite handsome and carried a bulging black bag on his back. Like Su Xiaoyuan, he was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and blue pants of similar texture, which looked like a matching set.
Except that he was wearing trousers that were so tight that they made his legs look as long as a cormorant.
The man was slightly shorter than him, but he was still very conspicuous in the crowd.
When he saw Su Xiaoyuan, he raised his hand and waved it in a very pretentious manner, standing there as if no one could miss it.
The system could tell the host was in a bad mood and said cautiously: [That person must be an ordinary friend of the Madam.]
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man walking towards Su Xiaoyuan with his hands in his pockets and said lazily, "Did you oversleep again?"
Su Xiaoyuan arched her eyebrows, revealing a pair of dimples: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
I handed him the milk tea bag and said, "I'll treat you to some milk tea. Have you got your ticket?"
The man took out two small pieces of paper from his pocket: "Here."
He glanced down at her left leg again: "Is your foot okay?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Su Xiaoyuan turned her leg and showed him the scar on her leg.
“6.”
System explanation: [“6” here expresses admiration and emotion.]
"Would you like some popcorn? I'll buy some." Su Xiaoyuan said as she ran to the counter. After a while, she returned to the man with a big bucket of food.
"The movie is about to start," the man took the bucket with a helpless look on his face, "Go in."
The two walked in one after the other. There was no light inside and the light was dim, with only a huge curtain in front emitting light.
There were very few people inside. Apart from them, there was only a young couple, almost like they had the whole place to themselves.
Su Xiaoyuan walked in front. After taking a few steps, the man suddenly grabbed her arm and gently pulled her: "You've gone too far."
The system explained quietly: [On Blue Star, ordinary friends of the opposite sex can also have physical contact...]
Fu Tingyun said nothing.
The two sat down next to each other, and the man took out milk tea from the bag: "Which cup do you want?"
Su Xiaoyuan: "I'm fine with either. You pick first."
The man actually picked one cup first and put the rest into the groove of the armrest of her chair.
He took two sips of milk tea and was about to reach for the popcorn in the bucket. Su Xiaoyuan was quick to slap the back of his hand and said, "Wipe your hands first!"
As she spoke, she took out a small paper bag from her small bag, pulled out a wet towel from it and handed it to him.
The man took it and wiped it as a matter of course, then started eating popcorn.
Su Xiaoyuan also wiped her hands. As they watched the movie, they grabbed popcorn from the same bucket. Their fingers and hands would inevitably bump into each other from time to time, but neither of them cared at all.
"Do you want a massage?" Su Xiaoyuan asked.
"OK."
"Let me scan the code." Su Xiaoyuan took out her mobile phone.
The system carefully explained: [Scanning the code here means paying.]
The host squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I know."
0127 suspected that if he had a physical body, his face would be as black as the bottom of a pot by now.
The two people's chairs began to move.
Fu Tingyun sneered coldly. This guy really knows how to enjoy himself.
"By the way," Su Xiaoyuan leaned close to the man's ear and whispered, "Let's eat together later. There's a delicious pizza place here. It's my treat."
"Thank you." The man answered in a low voice, looking righteous.
After a while, Su Xiaoyuan stroked her arms and said, "It's so cold. The air conditioner is turned up really high here."
He nudged the man with his elbow and asked, "Are you cold?"
“A little.”
Fu Tingyun looked at the handsome man in front of him in disbelief.
When he learned that more than half a year had passed in this world, he did think that there might be someone else around her - she was so attractive, it would be abnormal if there were not a lot of suitors flying around her.
But he never expected that she would be such a person, eating her, drinking her, and using her things, without any care for her. She was freezing, but she was still staring at the "movie" intently, not even thinking of going out to a clothing store to buy her some clothes.
If he had a physical body, he would probably have been beheaded by now.
The two stopped talking and started watching the movie seriously.
Fu Tingyun didn't speak for a long time.
The system didn't dare to say a word.
The man seemed to sense something and grumbled quietly, "Why is it so cold? Doesn't electricity cost money?"
Su Xiaoyuan: "Right, right!"
"Hiss..." The man let out a cry of pain.
Su Xiaoyuan: "What's wrong?"
The man touched his cheek uncertainly: "Just now it seemed... it seemed like someone slapped me..."
"How is that possible!" Su Xiaoyuan asked, "Is it an allergy or something..."
She leaned over and observed his face carefully in the light of the screen: "I can't see anything."
"Is this place haunted?" the man asked.
"Haha, that must be a ghost who likes watching movies."
Fu Tingyun asked the system coldly: "Is there any way to talk to her?"
System: [Host wants to...]
"This man is not good," Fu Tingyun said, "Tell her I'm here to see her."
System: [This...]
"No way?" Fu Tingyun asked coldly.
The system heard the subtext in his words: If you can't even do such a small thing, you don't need to live.
"There's a way, there's a way. I can send a WeChat message to Madam and convey the host's wishes to her." The system said quickly.
As soon as she finished speaking, the phone in Su Xiaoyuan's bag rang.
"Hey, I clearly muted it." She was a little embarrassed, and quickly took out her mobile phone, lowered it, turned the screen brightness to the lowest, opened WeChat and took a look.
A black avatar suddenly appeared in the conversation list - it was System 0127 again.
She clicked it and took a look, only to see a new message: [Dear host, hello, Immortal Master Fu wants to speak with you.]
Su Xiaoyuan blocked and deleted it without hesitation and put the phone back into her bag.
She was indeed very excited when she first saw the "strategy record" a few days ago, but she soon realized something was wrong. If they really succeeded in the strategy, why would the system bother to tell her?
She didn't believe that the system was really kind enough to provide after-sales service. This system never did anything good. There must be some conspiracy.
She didn't know what they were planning, but she was definitely trying to use her to deal with Fu Tingyun.
She wasn't smart enough to compete with them, and it would be easy to backfire, so the best way was to ignore them, not respond, block and delete them, and never give them any chance.
Maybe it was because of the system pop-up, but she had the illusion that she was being monitored.
Fu Tingyun: "How is it?"
System: […Madam…seems to have blocked me…]
Fu Tingyun: "Why?"
System: […Maybe…it’s because…]
It evasively explained the matter of the "strategy record": "This was all S01's idea. I was just helping her execute it..."
Fu Tingyun interrupted it coldly: "Tell her I'm here to see her."
[Yes, okay.]
Su Xiaoyuan had just put her phone back into her bag when another message alert sounded.
She had just specifically confirmed the mute mode, so of course it was the system that was causing the problem.
She opened her bag and simply turned off her phone.
The system apologized cautiously: […Reporting to the host, the lady has turned off her phone…]
After saying this, it waited for the host's instructions, but the host didn't speak for a long time.
"By the way, you haven't booked a hotel yet, right?" Su Xiaoyuan asked the man.
"I just got off the high-speed train and took the subway directly here. I'll book it after I see the movie."
"Why don't you stay at my house? My parents are traveling, and you can just stay with me."
The man thought about it and said, "Alright, I'll treat you to dinner then."
"What do you want me to treat you to?" Su Xiaoyuan said, "Did you make any money? Since you come here so rarely, of course I'll treat you."
"That's right, you made money? Didn't you just go to college?"
"I really made a profit," Su Xiaoyuan smiled sweetly, "I can support you for a few days without any problem."
"Great, Su Xiaoyuan."
The system trembled, worried that the host would destroy the world if he disagreed with it.
Although theoretically his energy cannot directly affect this world, theoretically he cannot tear open the protective barrier, invade the headquarters, or install a remote-controlled destruction device in the director's brain core.
At this moment, there was a sudden "click" sound, and the picture on the screen suddenly disappeared, and the screening room was dark.
A few minutes later, the two walked out of the screening room with puzzled expressions.
"It breaks down in the middle of a movie. I've never seen anything like this before. Let's go have lunch first..." She said as she opened her bag, took out her cell phone and turned it on.
The 0127 in WeChat stubbornly appeared in her list again.
Su Xiaoyuan was about to block and delete the message, but a dialog box popped up automatically and messages popped out one after another.
[Xiao Yuan, I am by your side.]
[This man is not good.]
[He is a very bad person who eats for free.]
[I don't care about people.]
[Not even as good as Xiahou Shuzi.]
[She is also plain in appearance.]
Then there were several more comments, finding fault with "this man" from head to toe and belittling him.
Su Xiaoyuan stared at the phone in a daze, her eyes sore and tears slowly overflowed.
It's him, it's really him.
Only he could say such words, and only he could do such things.
"Su Xiaoyuan, what's wrong with you?" The man beside her looked at her anxiously, "It's just that I can't watch the movie... It's not that serious..."
"Don't cry, Sister Yuanyuan," the man said with a terrified look on his face, his voice a little off, "I'm scared of you doing this!"
Su Xiaoyuan came back to her senses, wiped her tears, and replied with a message that made her laugh and cry: [That's my cousin, he's only in his first year of high school this year, he's sixteen years old. What are you thinking about, Taoist partner!]
The messages began to be withdrawn one by one, and in an instant all the messages except the first one were withdrawn.
[Our cousin is a very handsome young man with a very good appearance.]
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