Chapter 65 Mission Progress 99% "No? You tie me up, and you cry...
The kissing skills of both of them were very immature. The corners of Yin Zhiyi's mouth were bitten and a smell of rust spread in his mouth.
She knew that Yan Shiman was seriously injured, and part of the injury was caused by her. She couldn't bear to push him away, even if she was suffocated by the kiss, she just gently bit the boy's lips and tongue.
After a long, long time, the boy's fierce kiss stopped, and Yin Zhiyi felt that his mouth had completely lost all feeling.
She looked up and met a pair of blank eyes. The boy had messy black hair and rubbed his head against her neck restlessly, muttering, "Miss, Miss, Miss..."
Yin Zhiyi's face was burning with embarrassment, and he finally got the chance to break free.
She smelled the strong evil aura emanating from Yan Shiman's body, but it disappeared the next moment, as if it was even more unstable than before.
She frowned, and held the young man who was about to faint from excessive blood loss, and anxiously helped him to the bed: "Yan Shiman... look carefully, I am not fake."
But it was obvious that the person in front of him had completely lost consciousness.
Yin Zhiyi touched the boy's face, and his palm felt like it was pressed against a stove.
I was shocked, it was so hot! ?
No wonder he looked confused just now, it turned out he was confused due to the fever.
She sighed and gently pushed aside the boy's blood-stained clothes. She saw that the wounds on his body had begun to swell and become inflamed. It was obvious that they had not been treated. She felt angry, annoyed and distressed at the same time.
With such a wound, it would be strange if he didn’t have a fever.
But when she thought that he became like this because she left, her rising anger subsided in an instant.
Yin Zhiyi carefully treated his wound and sent the waiter to boil some medicine.
During this time, she sat leaning against the bed, with the boy's hand still tightly clasped on her wrist. She couldn't break free, so she simply didn't bother to care.
She held her cheek and traced every inch of the boy's snow-white face. Such a face was truly pitiful.
Thinking of the gloom in the boy's eyes and his extreme behavior when she came in, she felt even more guilty.
well.
If I had known this would happen, I would have beaten her to death rather than making any promise.
However, she suddenly discovered a problem. She had been in contact with Yan Shiman for such a long time, but it seemed that she had never heard his inner voice again.
Just as this question popped up in her mind, the system spoke.
[When the main storyline ends, the golden finger will disappear, and the host is now in a stagnant state in the book. 】
Crunch——
The waiter brought the boiled medicine soup.
Yin Zhiyi came back to his senses and took the medicine to feed it to Yan Shiman.
The unconscious person pursed his lips tightly, and one spoonful of food leaked out.
Yin Zhiyi struggled for a long time but still couldn't feed the boy a single bite. Instead, the boy's clothes on his chest were stained with brown medicine.
She was a little discouraged. Without taking medicine, the fever would not go down.
She pursed her lips and took a big sip from the bowl. The bitter taste of the medicine rushed through her mouth. She leaned over and passed the medicine directly into Yan Shiman's mouth.
This trick really works.
Although a small amount of the medicine would still flow down the corners of his mouth, most of it entered Yan Shi's mouth.
After feeding the medicine, Yin Zhiyi felt that his tongue was bitter.
Then he immediately changed Yan Shiman into clean clothes. Although the boy had lost a lot of weight during this period, it was still a strenuous task for Yin Zhiyi's current body.
After finishing everything, she was so tired that she was out of breath and slumped on the edge of the bed.
In a daze, she actually fell asleep.
When she woke up, she subconsciously raised her hand to feel the temperature of the boy's forehead.
She felt relieved when she found that the temperature had subsided. After all, if something really happened to Yan Shiman, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.
Looking up, Yin Zhiyi found a pair of dark eyes staring at her without blinking. The corners of the boy's eyes were slightly red, and there was still gloom in his pupils, but it shattered into thin rays of light the moment his eyes met hers. He seemed to be confirming a dream that would be easy to wake up from.
"...Miss, you are really back."
As soon as Yin Zhiyi woke up, he heard the hoarse ending of the boy's speech, and his heart felt like it was tickled by a small hook.
She was a little nervous: "Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling any discomfort?"
The young man shook his head mechanically, as if he suddenly remembered something. He looked around and saw clean clothes and clean sheets.
The bloody knife on the bed had long been taken away by Yin Zhiyi. The boy's face turned pale: "Yesterday..."
"You were delirious due to fever yesterday." Yin Zhiyi wanted to say something to ease the weird atmosphere at the moment. She avoided Yan Shiman's sight, feeling a little guilty. "I said before that I would not abandon you..."
She wanted to explain but didn't know how to start, because lying to him seemed to be true, and she was silent for a moment.
Instead, Yan Shiman suddenly laughed after a brief silence.
He gently took Yin Zhiyi's hand and placed it against his cheek. His thick eyelashes drooped, casting a gentle shadow: "Miss, there is no need to explain. I'm glad you're back. Even if you're only back for one day, I'm very happy... I like you so much... I like you so much..."
Yin Zhiyi's emotions were surging and he suddenly didn't know what to say.
Because she was startled by the infinite tenderness in the boy's eyes.
If he knew that he returned to this world just for 0.001% of hatred, it would be too cruel.
She doesn't want to give people unrealistic hope, because behind such hope lies despair.
"I...will stay for a while." She said carefully, "I will accompany you during this time, but..."
The young man lowered his head slightly, stroking his sleeves, and said obediently, "Okay."
Yin Zhiyi felt a little uneasy. In fact, she would rather Yan Shiman questioned her or lost his temper with her now, rather than acting completely obedient.
This way she can't even prescribe the right medicine.
She recalled the boy's gloomy and crazy look and hesitated. She paused and said, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"
The young man suddenly approached her, his eyes were pious, and his tone was surprisingly calm: "I don't care, as long as the lady is here - whether it's true or false, I don't care."
Yin Zhiyi didn't know how to answer again.
My heartbeat inexplicably quickened.
The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly softened.
…
During the chat, Yin Zhiyi felt that they seemed to have returned to a while ago. She even had the illusion that she had never left.
Yan Shiman smiled and said, "Miss, what is the place you want to go back to like? Can I go there?"
Yin Zhiyi shook her head, but seeing that Yan Shiman was interested in her hometown, her tone couldn't help but lighten up a bit. No one would dislike their hometown.
"It's a very beautiful place, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and distinct four seasons. In spring, you can go to the bamboo forest to dig bamboo shoots. And...my master always takes me to the mountains to dig wild vegetables every year. It's become a habit." Yin Zhiyi kept talking, "In summer, we wade in the water to catch fish. In autumn, the whole yard is full of red peppers drying in the sun. In winter, it's all snowy and it's fun to make snowmen. But it rarely snows..."
The boy's eyes darkened and his fingertips began to rub unconsciously again.
Once Yin Zhiyi started talking, he couldn't stop. Even though he was talking about some extremely trivial daily matters, the people around him listened very seriously.
As she was talking, she began to feel sleepy for unknown reasons.
"Miss, please take a rest first."
The boy's voice was gentle and soft, even a little coaxing.
…
…
Zhu Qingshan pushed the door open violently, and before he could catch his breath, he howled, "Senior sister, senior sister! Sister Zhiyi and Yan Shiman are gone!"
During this period, they never left Shangjing.
After all, there were many problems left over by Ji Changfeng.
Bai Zhixing and Ji Ci were already busy and exhausted. When they suddenly heard the news, Bai Zhixing was shocked. His first reaction was, could it be that the two of them were captured by the group of Northern Taoist priests who had originally stood on Ji Changfeng's side? After all, although they have tried their best to arrest them in the past few days, the forces that have been rooted for a long time are not so easy to eliminate after all.
Until the three of them went to check the rooms of the two.
No clues were left out, but in the end, there were no traces.
Ji Ci didn't know what he was thinking about, and said coldly: "They left on their own."
"Leave on your own? Why? Even if they want to leave, shouldn't they say hello to us? Even if they can't say it in person, they should at least leave a note, right?"
Zhu Qingshan frowned and choked when he heard Ji Ci's words.
Ji Ci didn't say anything. He recalled the madness he had seen in that man's eyes before. Although he didn't understand it at the time, he knew what was going on after a little thought.
This was not the first time he had seen that kind of look. He had seen it many times on Ji Changfeng.
That kind of stubbornness and paranoia is really frightening to look at.
He remembered again what Ji Changfeng said to him when he was a child, you really don’t look like my son.
Now he suddenly felt somewhat fortunate. If "like" meant becoming as paranoid and crazy as him, then he would rather not have it.
It's like a curse surrounding blood ties.
What a bunch of lunatics.
Ji Ci said: "Believe it or not, the two of them will be fine anyway."
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Yin Zhiyi had just opened her eyes when the carved wooden bed in front of her turned into a shaking cabin. She vaguely heard the sound of waves.
When she raised her hand, she found that there was a gold chain on her wrist. The other end of the gold chain was tied to the bedpost, making a clear sound with the waves.
She was dazed for a moment, thinking she was still asleep.
The hatch creaked open.
The young man was wearing light green clothes. Against the light, Yin Zhiyi couldn't see the expression on his face. He could only see a soft outline.
A breeze carrying wisps of water vapor squeezed into the door, and Yin Zhiyi realized almost instantly that this was not Shangjing.
Fragments of previous memories flashed back in her mind.
My breathing stopped.
I finally saw my situation clearly. I was imprisoned!
The boy finally moved again, approaching the bed, his eyes revealing a turmoil of emotions.
Yin Zhiyi's back was stiff. She pulled at the chain on her hand, but it didn't move at all. For a moment, her face looked extremely ugly: "I said I wouldn't leave for the time being, why are you doing this?"
She met the boy's eyes and felt uneasy.
This kind of gaze was just like the one she had seen on Ji Changfeng before.
As if subconsciously moving away from danger, she leaned back involuntarily.
Previously, because the system detected a hatred value of 0.001%, and Yan Shiman showed complete weakness towards her after he came back, although she felt suspicious, she did not take too much precautions.
Unexpectedly, I was caught in one go.
Yan Shiman noticed her defensive action, his expression suddenly froze, and the next moment he seemed to be weakened as if all his bones were pulled out, his thick eyelashes like crow feathers drooped, and big tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He said aggrievedly: "...Miss, I...I'm just too scared, please don't be angry..."
Yin Zhiyi was stunned. Wasn’t she the one who was tied up? She wasn't angry, so why did this person suddenly start crying?
But looking at the boy's frail and thin figure, and his aggrieved and innocent eyes, she felt a little helpless.
"Don't cry."
Seeing the boy crying even more aggrieved, her initial defensiveness disappeared, and she even felt a little amused: "No? You tied me up, why are you crying?"
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