Chapter 791 Rain Crazy
After listening to Ye Xiaoman's suggestion, Shi Zaixing seriously considered it.
The logic was obvious, but he had never thought of breaking the deadlock from this angle.
Perhaps it was because he was the most outstanding prophet and believed more in his own deductions than in those made by others.
He shook his head; he really didn't care.
"I have no curiosity about my past, no questions that crave answers, and I never seek divination."
Ye Xiaoman said, "Elder, you speak so conscientiously, not at all like something a young person would say. How old are you?"
Shi Zai Xing reported truthfully: "101 years old."
"Ahem!" Ye Xiaoman couldn't believe that Shi Zaixing looked so young, but was actually a centenarian.
She said disdainfully, "You are over 100 years old this year, but your cultivation level is only at the peak of the Core Formation Stage, about the same as mine."
She had been inflated since she easily defeated a peak Jindan stage cultivator, "You're such a wimp."
After she finished her contempt, she remembered that she was still trying to win him over, and quickly added: "Don't worry, I won't despise you for being a bad boy."
Shi Yaxing calmly agreed with her: "My constitution is weak, and I really can't go far on the path of cultivation."
Ye Xiaoman looked at his calm profile and asked, "Don't you ever feel inferior?"
Shi Zai Xing was content and happy: "Everyone accepts their fate."
Ye Xiaoman always spoke to him in a disrespectful manner, but Shi Zaixing felt most at ease around her. Her sharp tongue was laced with honey, her offenses concealed a keen sense of observation. She would neither deliberately curry favor with him because he was of higher status than her, nor would she feign sophistication and become annoying.
Everyone kept their distance from him, even his nominal friend Qing Yuanhu was not close to him. Shi Zaixing rarely met anyone with whom he could have a conversation on an equal footing.
Chatting with Ye Xiaoman made him happy, and her warm body temperature under the quilt made him feel comfortable. He couldn't help but think that maybe he should go out more often, get in touch with young people's ideas, feel their vitality, and touch the freshness of life, which would only benefit him...
A flash of lightning illuminated the space in front of the bed.
Thunder chased the lightning, and exploded in the sky.
Ye Xiaoman rubbed her ears. Perhaps because the elders' dormitory was very close to the sky, the thunder was louder than she had ever heard before, making her eardrums a little numb.
Shi Zai Xing suddenly asked, "Is it going to rain heavily?"
After receiving a positive answer, he looked a little uncomfortable, turned his back to her, and once again ordered her to leave: "You should go back."
Ye Xiaoman was very unwilling.
It was hard to accept that all her efforts were met with nothing but a simple chat under a quilt.
The "Elder Tian Yao" in front of her was so self-disciplined that she almost believed that he was simply having an affair with the senior sister, and being caught in bed by his wife was purely an accident, and he had no intention of setting up a trap.
Heavy rain fell.
Rain invaded and the temperature dropped suddenly.
Ye Xiaoman opened the quilt and pretended to get up, then covered it again to delay time: "It's raining so hard, should I wait until it stops raining before leaving?"
Shi Zaixing didn't say anything.
Ye Xiaoman noticed that the quilt on her body was shaking, and she quickly realized that the source of the shaking came from Shi Zaixing.
Shi Zaixing was shivering with cold, twitching violently from time to time, accompanied by uncomfortable groans.
He curled up into a ball, wrapped his arms around himself, and tried to hide under the quilt. He looked like a person who couldn't swim. The heavy rain outside turned into drowning river water and rushed towards him. He was drowning in pain.
Ye Xiaoman observed for a while and found that Shi Zaixing was probably afraid of thunder and rain.
Ye Xiaoman felt that Shi Zaixing's shortcoming was too tacky. In old novels and idol dramas, there was always a tragic protagonist who was afraid of rainy days because the most tragic day of their childhood happened on a rainy day.
This makes it difficult for the slum dwellers to empathize with the protagonist, because the poor people at the bottom are unlucky on rainy days, sunny days, and cloudy days. At such a young age, they have seen through everything and know that God will not cry for sympathy for others, and the weather does not care about anyone's life or death.
It doesn’t matter. Sister Man will just be happy that she has found a new opportunity to attack.
The heroine of the novel will hold an umbrella for the billionaire heir on a rainy day, and Sister Man will hug every crying boy.
Ye Xiaoman approached Shi Zaixing and tentatively placed her hand on his shoulder, "Elder Tianyao, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Shi Zaixing closed his eyes tightly, biting his lower lip tightly. His face was covered with fine cold sweat, and his whole body exuded a dying weakness, like a piece of cracked porcelain that would shatter with a slight poke.
He didn't react. Ye Xiaoman placed her hand on his shoulder for a while, and it felt like she was holding an ice cube, and her fingers were almost frozen.
She withdrew her hand, blew air into her palms, rubbed her two palms together, and after rubbing out the warmth, she hugged Shi Zaixing with the regretful sacrifice of a hero, as if she was hugging an icicle in the middle of winter.
Ye Xiaoman gritted her teeth and hugged Shi Zaixing, who was leaking cold air like a refrigerator, "Are you feeling better?"
Shi Zaixing was like a person lying in the snow, about to freeze to death. He saw a bonfire in the snow and ice. He desperately moved closer to the fire, absorbing the warmth. His already shattered thoughts were painfully brought back to life by Ye Xiaoman's voice.
Before he was twenty years old, he was not afraid of rainy days. One day when he was twenty years old, he finally mastered the Starry Sky Evolution Technique taught by the former leader of Qianji Sect.
This was a technique used specifically to pry into the ultimate secrets of the Heavenly Dao. At that time, he was young and full of curiosity, and he ignored the taboos that the Sect Master had given him before his death, and forcibly pried into the future secrets.
As a result, he didn't see much and was immediately counterattacked. He bled from all seven orifices and fell into a coma. His disciples went to great lengths to revive him.
After waking up, perhaps because he was too frightened, Shi Zaixing forgot what he had seen. He only remembered that he saw the most tragic part of the future and it was raining heavily. From then on, he would suffer from panic attacks whenever it rained heavily.
This time the attack didn’t feel as bad as before, perhaps because there was a fire burning next to me.
He hugged the fire tightly, like a man about to drown in the rain who seized the opportunity to float to the surface to breathe. He greedily absorbed the life-saving heat and pressed his cold face against the warmth.
Fire is soft. Under the thin layer of skin, warm blood surges. He smells the fragrance of blood. His Adam's apple moves rapidly. He longs for the warm blood to wash over his teeth and flow into his dry throat, saving him from endless pain.
Ye Xiaoman screamed loudly like a pig being slaughtered.
After Shi Zaixing was hugged by her, he hugged her back with such strength that he almost strangled her to death. He struggled into her arms like a madman. Ye Xiaoman felt that this was different from what she had imagined. The tragic protagonist should fall fragilely into her arms and seek comfort, instead of looking like he was going to strangle her.
She screamed and used her hands and feet to kick Shi Yaxing away from her.
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