Chapter 79 Zhou Jiyue, you like me. ...
Moreover, the intense death aura surrounding him was so strong...
Why isn't it Zhou Songyin?
Zhou Songyin seemed a strong possibility to her, yet she never considered him. Is that really normal?
Pei Ci suddenly felt a chill run down her spine at the memory of those three years in Kenlin.
However, now is not the time to consider these things; the most urgent task is to find Zhou Songyin.
Zhou Songyin's whereabouts were always uncertain. During her three years in Kenlin, she saw him less than twenty times in total. When she returned to China, Pei Ci hadn't seen Zhou Songyin at all. If it weren't for this incident, she wouldn't even remember Zhou Songyin.
The key to finding Zhou Songyin was to look at Jinglin.
Pei Ci looked at Jing Lin silently.
Jinglin's hands trembled under the table, and his whole body was shaking. The feeling of being watched by someone he liked gave him an electric shock-like stimulation, but he had to suppress his excitement, and his eyes turned red from holding it in.
"You believe me?" he said flippantly. "Really?"
“Yes.” Pei Ci didn’t understand why Jing Lin suddenly said this. Zhou Songyin was arguably the most mysterious person in the world. Many people were looking for him, but unless he himself showed up, no one could find him. Jing Lin was the most likely person to find Zhou Songyin under these circumstances. So she said, “Only you can.”
After saying that, for some reason, Jinglin suddenly trembled and slumped onto the table.
"I……"
"Young Miss, you...you go first, I'll try my best..."
With Jing Lin's assurance, Pei Ci said no more. She left with Ye Zhaoxue and Zhou Jiyue. On the way back, Zhou Jiyue drove, remaining silent throughout the journey. Because Pei Ci wasn't in the passenger seat, he maintained a completely indifferent demeanor. Ye Zhaoxue, sitting in the back seat, was still somewhat dazed, his pupils unfocused as he gazed at the scenery outside the window.
He hadn't experienced this in a long time, simply enjoying the scenery in peace.
It turns out that this is so comforting.
But……
Ye Zhaoxue's fingers trembled slightly. He knew this was only temporary. His heart was still filled with hatred, and this hatred from Ye Zhaoxue became even more intense because of his clear-headedness.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Pei Ci's voice brought Ye Zhaoxue back to her senses. Seeing that exquisite face, Ye Zhaoxue suddenly remembered something.
"Can you really help me?" At that time, having nowhere else to turn, he still sought out Zhou Songyin.
Zhou Songyin wore a loose robe, his tall frame appearing emaciated due to his excessive thinness. His gray-brown eyes were cold and numb, devoid of any emotion, staring fixedly at him as if appraising a piece of merchandise. Then he looked away. "Should we teach him a lesson?"
suffering?
Ye Zhaoxue couldn't imagine how this person would make Lu Ran suffer. She simply waited silently for his move, and then fifteen days later, Ye Zhaoxue saw the news on television that the young master of the Lu family had gone missing. This matter caused quite a stir, and the Lu family was in a frenzy. The day after this incident, Zhou Songyin's men took him to a place.
It was a temple hidden deep in the mountains. The buildings looked ancient and worn, and the air inside was thick with the pungent smell of incense. The Buddha statues inside were also gleaming with gold, giving one the feeling that "the temple is small, but the Buddha is great." Zhou Songyin, dressed in monk's robes, knelt before the Buddha statue. His haggard, dry hair was a bit long, and he held a red rope tied behind his back.
Even when praying to Buddha, Zhou Songyin showed no sign of piety whatsoever.
After he arrived, Zhou Songyin slowly got up, and Ye Zhaoxue then noticed the gauze wrapped around his arm. It was stained blood red, as if he had done something wrong. He walked nonchalantly to Ye Zhaoxue and led her to a room.
Then Ye Zhaoxue saw Lu Ran, who was tied up.
The once delicate and fair-skinned young master was now covered in blood and grime, his eyes bandaged. He held a dagger in his hand, and on the ground lay the rotting corpses of several adult men. One of the corpses was missing half its body, and there was still blood foam at the corner of Lu Ran's mouth.
"He went through a hellish period." This was Zhou Songyin's summary, light and devoid of any emotion.
Then he added, "But this won't cast any shadow on him."
There won't be any shadows?
Won't it leave a lasting negative impression?
He looked at Lu Ran, who was sitting there numbly.
"Heh." Zhou Songyin sighed meaninglessly, "God's favor."
Ye Zhaoxue then stayed in the temple, and to his surprise, just as Zhou Songyin had said, even though he was locked up in such a stinking little room with a rotting corpse, Lu Ran did not go crazy.
It was as if a thread was silently pulling at his mind.
He couldn't help but think of Zhou Songyin's words: Is this the kind of person God favors? It's ridiculous. Why should God favor this scumbag? Why is it so unfair?
Just as he was filled with anger and resentment, a group of people suddenly arrived at the temple.
To avoid being discovered, he and Zhou Songyin stayed in a room upstairs. Perhaps by coincidence, this room offered a clear view of what was happening below.
Then Ye Zhaoxue saw the girl surrounded by bodyguards and servants.
The girl's hand was held by another, more elegant young man. The girl did not bow to the Buddha; she stood upright. Instead, the noble young man and the group of people he brought knelt devoutly before the Buddha statue.
"Wishing Ah Ci peace and good health."
He wasn't sure if he'd misheard, but he actually heard Zhou Songyin and the boy below say those words at the same time.
Is the girl's name A-Ci?
He couldn't help but look at the girl; her face was pale and white, her eyes were cold and aloof, and she was quiet and silent, just like a doll in a cabinet.
After praying to Buddha, the girl carried the other girl away, and the girl did not struggle at all. They were so perfectly in sync, as if they were inseparable.
Ye Zhaoxue looked away after a long while, only then realizing that Zhou Songyin was also looking at the girl.
He never looked away.
The day after this incident, Ye Zhaoxue met Zhou Songyin again.
"Let's talk about your revenge." At this moment, Zhou Songyin put on a white coat and white gloves. As he was putting on the gloves, the people around him had already restrained him.
Zhou Songyin walked over, his fingers pressing on his neck, or more accurately, pinching his Adam's apple. "I have to go back, so I need to speed things up."
"I need a girl."
"From now on, you are Ye Qingyu who hates Lu Ran."
"The only thing you need to do is take revenge on Lu Ran."
Zhou Songyin's words were not a discussion, but an order, a notification. Inside the room, Lu Ran was gnawing on his severed arm, while outside, he was pinned to the operating table, his Adam's apple cut off, his consciousness twisted. He was no longer Ye Zhaoxue; he was a puppet.
As her consciousness was fading, Ye Zhaoxue heard the man murmur softly:
"I have to go back."
"...We must go back."
"...in order to see her again."
*
So... Zhou Songyin did all this just to go back and see someone?
But do you need to do these things to meet someone?
Ye Zhaoxue blinked. He hadn't been able to understand Zhou Songyin's logic before, only thinking he was a mentally deranged madman. Otherwise, how could he have done something so crazy and terrifying?
But after experiencing such a supernatural event as death and rebirth, he suddenly became uncertain.
Who exactly is he going to see?
So much trouble just to see this person.
...Does he know that this world is in a cycle?
Ye Zhaoxue thought about it and figured that Zhou Songyin probably knew.
So, what is the connection between switching Ye Qingyu and letting him take revenge on Lu Ran, and him going back to see someone?
There were just too many mysteries, one after another. The more Ye Zhaoxue thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more his head ached. He stopped thinking about it; things had come to this point, and he would eventually find out what he needed to know.
And all I can do...
Ye Zhaoxue clutched her chest, silently absorbing the hatred accumulated over countless reincarnations into her very bones, refusing to allow hatred to wreak havoc.
Here, there is warm sunshine, a sense of self belonging to Ye Zhaoxue, and the person he loves...
Let time stop here.
He never wanted to enter the cycle of reincarnation again.
*
“Jing Linshi just changed.” Zhou Jiyue, who had returned to the Pei family, said quietly with a tense face.
Pei Ci was taken aback, recalling Jing Lin's trembling appearance. So that's how it was? ...But why did Zhou Jiyue bring this up? Pei Ci didn't quite understand, but she still replied, "What's wrong?"
“Like a stray dog,” Zhou Jiyue said sarcastically.
Pei Ci didn't know how to respond.
The atmosphere became somewhat awkward, but Zhou Jiyue didn't seem to notice at all. After giving him a look that said, "How come you don't even know this?", he said calmly, "Humans and dogs are reproductively isolated."
"Stay away from him."
Zhou Jiyue always said strange things, which Pei Ci was used to. She gave a perfunctory "hmm" and prepared to leave.
As a result, she was stopped by Zhou Jiyue at the door.
Zhou Jiyue frowned, looking annoyed. He always had an inexhaustible curiosity about Pei Ci, and at the same time, he desperately wanted to control everything about her.
After returning from Kenlin, Pei Ci gradually slipped out of his control.
He was doing things that he couldn't understand or comprehend, things that made his cells ache just thinking about them. Because of a phone call from Pei Ci, he rushed over from Kenlin overnight, only to find that Pei Ci was either concerned about that good-for-nothing Ye Zhaoxue or had contact with An Yinyou and that stray dog Jing Lin. He had been holding back for a long time, and his rationality was on the verge of collapse.
“Tell me what you’re doing.” Zhou Jiyue pursed her lips.
He is a terrible person when he is angry.
However……
After everything that had happened, even the most oblivious person would be somewhat surprised. Thinking of that passionate kiss before the restart, she asked, "Zhou Jiyue, why do you want to control me?"
"I am your doctor, I..."
“No.” Pei Ci moved closer to him. Her sudden initiative caused the assertive Zhou Jiyue to instinctively retreat, becoming the one forced to defend himself. But Pei Ci had no intention of letting him go. Her cold fingers touched his face, her eyes fixed on Zhou Jiyue. “Zhou Jiyue, you like me.”
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