Chapter 155 if-reader’s suggestion: if the residual souls are absorbed one by one.
When Jian Ziyan learned that Qin Wang had already begun to absorb the remnant soul, he did not take it to heart.
Qin Wang is the main soul and his control over the residual souls is absolute. Jian Ziyan is very confident in Qin Wang's strength.
After all, this is the man who can create the world, overthrow the heaven, and burn down the 419 headquarters with his remaining soul.
So Jian Ziyan ate, drank, and worked, waiting for Qin Wang to tell him one day that the fusion had been completed, and then he would be completely relieved.
However, this relaxed thought came to an abrupt end when he woke up one day and met Qin Wang's direct gaze.
Today is the day Qin Wang goes to the company to hold a board meeting, and he should have arrived by now.
But Qin Wang not only did not go out, he also propped up his upper body, almost hanging above him in the air. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met his gaze, and the moment their eyes met, he realized that this was not Qin Wang.
It should be said that it is not the main soul Qin Wang.
Qin Wang's gaze was vast and tolerant, because he knew that Jian Ziyan was unwilling to talk much about the mission world, and had never shown such deep pain and longing for him after they established their relationship.
Jian Ziyan was well-informed after all. He was silent for a moment and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
The corners of Qin Wang's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to evoke a smile, but he failed. When he heard Jian Ziyan's voice, his eyes were instantly blurred by tears.
You can hear him trying to suppress the trembling in his voice, but he still fails.
"Teacher... you are still so smart."
Jian Ziyan raised his eyes and said with a firm tone: "Pei Mingjue."
Qin Wang, a more appropriate name should be Pei Mingjue. His whole body trembled slightly, he blinked his eyelashes, and a tear fell on Jian Ziyan's collarbone.
"Teacher, it's Qing Jie."
After confirming the other party's identity, Jian Ziyan's eyes fluctuated for a moment, then returned to calm.
He has always known that these residual souls have been in Qin Wang's body. They can hear and see him, but they cannot appear directly in front of him. Now that they suddenly appear at the time of fusion, it is not particularly incredible.
But just in case, he still asked: "Why did you suddenly appear? Is there something wrong with the fusion? Also, get up and talk first. I'm uncomfortable with you like this."
Pei Mingjue immediately showed a look of panic, and without thinking, he turned over and sat up, looking at Jian Ziyan cautiously.
"I'm sorry, teacher. I, I just couldn't help myself for a moment..." He explained incoherently, paused for a moment and forced himself to be more sober, "There is no problem with the fusion, it's just that the energy is too huge, the main soul is absorbing us one by one, but this unexpected phenomenon occurred..."
Pei Mingjue stopped talking and looked at Jian Ziyan's face cautiously and greedily.
He never dreamed that there would be such a day, that he could stand in front of his teacher, see him with his own eyes, talk to him in person, and even touch him with his hand...
This was like a magnificent and wonderful dream, a redemption for which he was willing to give up everything.
Jian Ziyan nodded thoughtfully: "In that case, each of your souls will appear like this once before being absorbed?"
"It should be... yes." Pei Mingjue admitted reluctantly, still looking at Jian Ziyan greedily, "We don't know how long this situation will last, but it shouldn't be too long. Teacher, don't worry. If you don't want to see us, we will leave temporarily and won't appear in front of you."
Jian Ziyan glanced at him.
Although the image used is of Qin Wang's mature and heroic appearance, one can still see the boy who is only eighteen years old.
The young man's eyes were full of admiration and passion, as if he had lit a fire that would burn himself, yet he was so timid. Even though he said that he would never appear in front of him again, his eyes were still full of cautious pleading.
Jian Ziyan retracted his gaze, and while Pei Mingjue was choking while waiting for the verdict, he said, "No need."
Pei Mingjue blinked and showed a look of surprise.
Jian Ziyan didn't look at him again. He reached out for Qin Wang's phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint, and told Xia Han that Qin Wang had something temporarily and he would handle the board meeting himself.
Then he turned to look at the person who was staring at him eagerly, not daring to move, and curled the corners of his lips.
"Are you hungry?"
Pei Mingjue nodded cautiously, his face slightly red.
He was using Qin Wang's body, so naturally he felt Qin Wang's feelings. The two of them had not eaten since dinner last night. It was already noon the next day. How could they not be hungry?
Jian Ziyan wanted to get out of bed and cook noodles. Even though his living conditions had improved a lot now, he still liked eating noodles because it was easy and filling.
However, who knew that Pei Mingjue would encounter huge obstacles.
Pei Mingjue was shocked to see that Jian Ziyan wanted to cook for him and he refused repeatedly.
"How can the teacher enter the kitchen for me?"
"No, no, if we have to cook, it should be Qing Jie who cooks for the teacher..."
"Teacher, you must not do that! This will embarrass Qing Jie!"
With a bang, Jian Ziyan silently turned his head and looked at Pei Mingjue who actually knelt on the ground in desperation. He felt distressed for Qin Wang's knee for a second.
Seeing Pei Mingjue so excited, he really couldn't enter the kitchen again.
He was embarrassed to say that he was already very familiar with cooking noodles for Qin Wang. Of course, this only happened when Qin Wang came back from overtime late at night. Usually, if both of them were at home, Qin Wang would be responsible for the meals.
Jian Ziyan had no choice but to open his phone and order food from a restaurant that they both liked and have it delivered.
Seeing that there was a "special person" to cook, Pei Mingjue's frightened expression finally disappeared. He knelt on the ground and looked at Jian Ziyan with a dazed look.
"Qing Jie never dared to think that there would be a day when he would see the teacher again. Now thinking about it, I am extremely fortunate that I am one of Qin Wang's remaining souls." He said softly, "But when he finally saw the teacher, Qing Jie felt ashamed and had no face to appear in front of the teacher again. Now that the teacher is willing to let Qing Jie call him teacher, Qing Jie is already happy and moved."
Jian Ziyan lowered his eyes and looked at him. He did not let him get up, but finally called out the name that made Pei Mingjue tremble all over.
"Qing Jie," he said, "the grudge between you and me is a thing of the past. I no longer hold any grudges against you, and I hope you can let it go, too."
"Teacher..." Pei Mingjue's voice choked with sobs, "Teacher can let it go, but Qingjie can't. This is Qingjie's sin. Now that I can hear these words from the teacher, Qingjie will die without regrets."
Jian Ziyan sighed: "Qing Jie, you know I never thought of asking you to pay with your life."
"Qing Jie knows, it's Qing Jie himself... I feel guilty and I'm sorry, teacher." Pei Mingjue knelt forward a few times, raised his head and prayed.
Looking at him, "Qing Jie is about to merge with the main soul, teacher, can you... touch my head again?"
Jian Ziyan looked at the child whom he had almost raised and extended his hand to him.
Feeling the familiar warmth falling on his head, Pei Mingjue closed his eyes and tears fell from under his trembling eyelashes.
Thank God.
He thought about it, tears forming on his lips.
Just when the meal was almost finished, Jian Ziyan suddenly noticed that Pei Mingjue, who was sitting opposite him, lowered his face, and his hair cast a shadow on his forehead, obscuring the expression on his face.
He was keenly aware of something, put down the spoon in his hand, folded his arms and looked across.
After a moment, the other party raised his head, his eyes a little dazed, but still fixed on Jian Ziyan's face.
The pair of eyebrows and eyes belonging to Qin Wang were originally as cold as ice and snow on the mountains, but the moment he saw Jian Ziyan, his expression changed, becoming half happy and half sad, as if he was crazy.
"Xiao Yan..." His lips trembled, "Did I dream about you again?"
Without waiting for Jian Ziyan to ask, he suddenly pushed away the cups and plates, as if he wanted to leave the table, but like a person who had not moved for a long time, he seemed to have forgotten how to control his limbs and actually fell off the chair.
Then he ignored himself and crawled forward on his knees, crawled to Jian Ziyan's legs, and hugged his legs.
“Xiao Yan…” The man burst into tears, not showing the indifference he had when he just woke up. “I miss you so much, I really miss you so much, I know I was wrong, please come back…”
Jian Ziyan lowered his eyes and looked at him, and asked in a very light voice: "Yin Yao?"
The person who was hugging his legs and crying was stunned for a moment, then raised his tearful eyes and looked up.
When he met Jian Ziyan's clear eyes, he was stunned and some memories came back to his mind.
"It's me." Yin Yao said in a daze, "Yes, we are going to merge... Then why can I see you? So fusion can bring such benefits? We should have merged long ago."
Yin Yao seems to be mentally unstable.
Jian Ziyan looked at his limp legs in silence. He remembered that in that world, Yin Yao took an overdose of psychiatric drugs after his death, and some drugs could cause mental disorder.
He sighed with a complicated tone.
Yin Yao seemed to finally realize that Jian Ziyan in front of him was not his dream, but a real person, and his expression became timid.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoyan, I'm sorry." He slowly let go of Jian Ziyan's legs, "I don't deserve your forgiveness, and I don't deserve to touch you. Before I am absorbed, just let me look at you like this."
He had already forgotten how to use his legs. He had said so many words of apology in the dark and deserted night, but now in front of Jian Ziyan, he couldn't say a word.
His mind and body had long been in a mess, and being able to see Jian Ziyan again at this time was a blessing he had never dared to imagine, but he was even more ashamed of his own ugliness and embarrassment.
Jian Ziyan pursed his lips, but still reached out to help him.
Yin Yao stepped back instead.
"Yin Yao, there is something I need to tell you." Jian Ziyan said softly, "Whether you are ashamed of me protecting you or feel guilty for misunderstanding me, everything before was my own choice and has nothing to do with you."
"I know...Xiao Yan." Yin Yao said hoarsely, "No matter what your reasons were, your kindness was truly given to me, but I failed you. It is precisely because your kindness was never intended to be returned that anyone with a conscience will never forget it."
Jian Ziyan knew that there was no point in saying more.
These residual souls are so obsessed with their beliefs that they would even die for them. No matter what he says, they will only stick to their own beliefs.
So Jian Ziyan didn't say anything else. He just put his hand on the top of Yin Yao's head and stroked it gently.
Just as he expected, just like that, Yin Yao's pupils glowed with a light as if he had been redeemed.
He kept looking at Jian Ziyan until he had to fall into a deep sleep.
Jian Ziyan watched him lower his head again. This time he was mentally prepared. When he raised his eyes, he observed carefully.
He has lived with these residual souls for many years, and Jian Ziyan may know them better than Qin Wang himself.
This time, the man's gaze was deep and far-reaching, and even though he was filled with deep sorrow, he could still feel the aura that everything was in his hands.
Jian Ziyan made a judgment in his heart: "Hemera."
In another world, the omniscient and omnipotent God, even when faced with such a situation, was not as helpless as the two mortals before him. He lay beside Jian Ziyan's legs and did not rush to stand up, but took the opportunity to smile.
"My Spirit," He said, "I have been waiting for this opportunity, and now I finally see you again."
Jian Ziyan stared at him. It was amazing that although these residual souls all had Qin Wang's appearance and body, he could easily distinguish each of them.
"You know this will happen when the residual souls merge, right?" Jian Ziyan asked calmly, "The omnipotent God still has His power even if He changes to a strange world."
Hearing him say this, Hemera's smile turned painful and sad. His lips trembled slightly, and he said in a pleading tone: "Elf, please don't ridicule me like this. I am a god, but I don't deserve the word omnipotent... I can't even save my beloved. I am clearly the most useless person in the world."
Jian Ziyan's expression remained unchanged.
"There is no need to talk about the past. I am no longer the Elf King. Your love and guilt towards the Elf King should remain in that world."
"If I could, I would also like to be as resolute as you." Hemera said this almost accusingly, but her tone was fond and gentle, with a cautious humility, "Jane, you chose to fight me for the sake of the lives of the people on the continent, and returned my heart because you didn't want to implicate me. You are brave, noble, and compassionate, but you have never shown compassion to yourself."
"I'm not as perfect as you thought." Jian Ziyan said, "Because of my death, you have coated me with a layer of dreamy light. Now it's time to wake up from your dream."
Hemera smiled again.
"I woke up from my dream a long, long time ago." He said, "Now I am no longer a god. I am just a remnant of soul. My soul has never been complete, but I am glad that every ray of it loves you."
"I am your believer, Jian, every one of me is." Hemera gently leaned against Jian Ziyan's knees, her cold hair covering his hands, reminding him of the cool and smooth silver hair of the God of Light. "You can abandon me, you can hate me, it doesn't matter, you are my heart and faith, forever."
Jian Ziyan sighed in his heart.
It seemed that he couldn't help but sigh when facing each of them.
Hemera lay quietly for a while, then opened her deep and distant eyes.
"The time is almost up." He whispered, "Thank you for giving me the last chance to be close to you, Jane, I love..."
He raised his hand with great effort, as if to touch Jian Ziyan's face, but before he could finish his words, the light in his eyes went out.
In the end, His hand did not touch Jian Ziyan.
Jian Ziyan was already used to this step this time. He held Hemera's fallen hand and pressed it against his face as a farewell to her.
After a brief coma, the other party opened his eyes again.
An aura of dominance suddenly swept over him. Unlike Pei Mingjue's youthfulness and pride, the awakened man had a kind of majesty and calm sharpness that came from being at the top for a long time. At first sight, people would be afraid of the deep cold light in his eyes.
And under this majesty, deep loneliness lingered in his eyes, making them even colder, so cold that it seemed as if there was not a trace of living human breath in them.
Jian Ziyan recognized who this was.
When the man saw Jian Ziyan in front of him, his pupils trembled violently, but his expression was quite peaceful.
"Zi Yan." He opened his mouth, "I did what you asked me to do." ◆This◆work◆is◆made◆by◆
Jian Ziyan nodded: "I understand."
Si Wang wanted to move the corners of his mouth and smile, but after so many years of silence, he had forgotten how to smile. He just stared at Jian Ziyan blankly, like a silent statue.
But he knew that the time he could show up was very short, and he had to try his best to say a few more words to Jian Ziyan, because from now on, he would never have this opportunity again.
So he tried hard to speak: "Zi Yan, I miss you so much. I have been thinking about you every day since you left. I think about what you said before you died. Those words are salvation and curse to me. I think about them over and over again, and imagine the expression on your face when you said those words over and over again... I have to use all my self-control to ensure that I don't go completely crazy."
Jian Ziyan listened quietly. Si Wang didn't want to hear what he said now. Or maybe Si Wang had already preset his answer in his mind. He was just seizing the last chance to say the words that he had buried for several lifetimes.
"I hate that I am Si Wang, but I am also extremely glad that I am Si Wang. Do you understand what I am saying?" Si Wang's face twitched stiffly, and his eyes gradually turned red. "I hate my bloodline and strength, which made me the person you risked your life to protect, but I am also extremely glad that I am the one who possesses these... If you did those things for others, I would definitely be killed by jealousy, and then drag the whole world to be buried with you."
"Maybe I'm crazy, Zi Yan. I've been crazy since you left, but I can't show it because you still have things for me to do, things you wanted to do but couldn't complete." Si Wang slowly lowered his head, and his voice and tone weakened. "Before heading to the exploding nebula, I made a sincere wish to see you again after death. Now... my wish has come true."
"It's so nice to see you again... so nice."
Si Wang's voice disappeared completely.
Jian Ziyan's face showed no expression, but his eyes were a little red.
What these residual souls said were the history he had personally experienced. He never thought that there would be such a farewell today, which made his emotions, which he had been able to control well, somewhat out of control.
"My bridegroom, have I made you cry again?"
A cold yet gentle voice came, Jian Ziyan blinked his sore eyes and looked down at the familiar eyes.
"Felix." He said hoarsely.
"It's me, dear." Felix gently wiped away the tears from his eyes, his eyes full of heartache, "Don't cry anymore, otherwise I won't be able to leave with peace of mind."
"You are innocent, Felix." Jian Ziyan said, "It was the residual souls that took over your body. You didn't have to die."
Felix just shook his head gently, his eyes clear and gentle, without any resentment.
"The main consciousness of the body will have absolute control over the body, so it was me at that time." He said, "I remembered everything, I couldn't control myself and told you everything, and I made the final choice myself... Yanyan, they can influence me, but they can't control me. It's just that I chose to face you with the side of Lu Wufeng. I thought... you loved him the most."
Deep fear and regret emerged in his eyes. Even though Jian Ziyan was right in front of him, he couldn't help but recall the quiet face of the young man who died before the rising sun.
This surprised Jian Ziyan a little. This was the first time he knew about this. He always thought that Lu Wufeng himself was the one in control at that time.
Felix saw his confusion and smiled slightly.
"Don't be confused, my boy." He said softly, "We are the same person. Even if we appear different because of our different upbringings, we can perfectly integrate into each other's personalities. The main soul can also do this."
"So is the person who is speaking to me now really Felix?" Jian Ziyan stared into his eyes, "or is Qin Wang pretending to be Felix's character and tone?"
Felix looked at him tenderly and did not answer the question, but there was a ball of tears gathering in his eyes, which did not fall until he lost consciousness.
"I never regretted my decision to follow you, Yanyan." He finally said, "Before the end, I finally had time to choose you."
After saying this, he closed his eyes, and the tear fell into Jian Ziyan's palm.
Jian Ziyan thought in a trance that Felix had shed so many mermaid tears for him, and this was probably the first tear of his that did not turn into pearls.
While he was stunned, his open hand was suddenly grasped by a strong hand.
The force was so strong that veins were visible on the back of the opponent's hand, but it was done with such careful care that Jian Ziyan did not feel any pain.
Jian Ziyan came back to his senses. He recognized the other person without even lowering his head because of this familiar way of shaking hands.
"Shen Ke." He murmured.
The eyes of the uncrowned king of the last days were like two burning flames, carrying a heat that could burn him to ashes.
"Xiao Yan." Chen Ke straightened his upper body, leaned closer to Jian Ziyan, and his voice was wet like sobbing, "Xiao Yan."
He didn't do anything or say much, he just kept calling Jian Ziyan, his voice becoming hoarse from wet.
Jian Ziyan sighed and lowered his head, resting his forehead against his.
Shen Ke's whole body trembled, and tears burst out.
"Don't any of you want to stand up?" Jian Ziyan whispered, "Chen Ke, get up."
"Because we are not worthy, Xiaoyan." Chen Ke finally couldn't suppress the desire that made his bones ache. He hugged Jian Ziyan's waist tightly and deeply sniffed the scent of his lover.
"That's good."
Jian Ziyan looked at the man kneeling beside him, and reached out to hold him in his arms.
However, this hug was even more stimulating to Shen Ke than the forehead touch just now.
"Xiao Yan, you have never taken the initiative to hug me." Such a fierce and unruly man was crying and sobbing at this moment, with a feeling of grievance as if he was abandoned by the world. "I asked you whether you like me or not, but you didn't answer. What kind of bad guy are you? You let me guess, but I can't get the answer even after guessing for several lifetimes..."
"I am willing to do that for you, and I am only willing to do that for you." Jian Ziyan patted his back gently, "Chen Ke, do you understand?"
Shen Ke nodded, then shook his head fiercely, and said in a hoarse voice: "I love you."
Jian Ziyan said: "I know."
"I killed my love with my own hands." Chen Ke said, "Everything is the result of my own actions."
"It's over, Shen Ke, just let it go." Jian Ziyan said, "I'm still alive now."
"Yes, you are still alive." Chen Ke sighed deeply, "It's great, Xiao Yan, I have dreamed countless times that you are still alive, dreamed that we walked into the new world after the end of the world together, dreamed that you smiled at me and said that everything is worth it... I am a despicable sinner who can only rely on dreams to satisfy my pitiful fantasies."
"These are all true, Chen Ke." Jian Ziyan whispered, "Everything we did at the time was worth it. I have never blamed you. Let yourself go."
That Jian Ziyan had indeed never blamed Chen Ke. He was absolutely rational and extremely powerful.
Chen Ke smiled softly, and before his consciousness disappeared, he suddenly raised his head and, taking advantage of the distance, kissed Jian Ziyan's lips.
Jian Ziyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he gently accepted the kiss.
In just the next second, a hand grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into his arms with a force that almost crushed him.
Jian Ziyan was startled, then he realized something and kissed her back without giving in.
The kiss that seemed to have lasted for a century ended only when their lips were swollen.
"I was just wondering which of you two will be the next one." Jian Ziyan raised his lips and smiled, "Lu Wufeng, it's you."
"Ayan guessed wrong. Shouldn't you give me another kiss as compensation?" Lu Wufeng didn't care about his posture at all. He pulled down Jian Ziyan's collar and kissed him again.
Thousands of years of pain, thousands of years of obsession, all the emotions came together at the moment of kissing Jian Ziyan, turning into deep love.
Jian Ziyan has complicated feelings towards Lu Wufeng. It should be said that among these residual souls, his impression of Lu Wufeng is the most complicated.
He had become accustomed to the violent and brutal side of Qin Wang's character. After experiencing so many worlds, he could remain calm and accept any treatment he received. However, he had not expected that the regrets and obsessions from lifetime to lifetime would break through the shackles in Lu Wufeng's soul and make him remember everything.
And this person who remembers everything has the power to change everything.
It can be said that if there was no Lu Wufeng, there would be no him and Qin Wang later.
For the first time, Jian Ziyan wanted to say something, but when he met Lu Wufeng's eyes, he felt that there was no need to say anything.
The entanglement between them is too deep, so deep that it cannot be explained in a few words. However, they have such a tacit understanding with each other. Having spent thousands of years together, they understand every look of each other.
Lu Wufeng did not feel sad about the impending fusion at all. All his obsessions were to avenge Jian Ziyan and find Jian Ziyan. Now among these residual souls, he was the most relaxed one.
As for himself, using fusion to offset his sins was undoubtedly the most appropriate thing to do.
"Ayan, goodbye." Until the end, he showed a trace of reluctance, but a blessing smile appeared on his face, "Live happily in the world that truly belongs to you."
He fell asleep in Jian Ziyan's arms.
Jian Ziyan's fingers trembled a little, and he waited quietly for the last person to appear.
The person in his arms opened his eyes again, his gaze was sincere and admiring, as clear as when he first met me.
It turns out that from the beginning to the end, it was all Chizhou.
Jian Ziyan looked down at him, his voice suppressed and hoarse: "You don't owe me anything, and you don't plan to stand up?"
Chi Zhou smiled and shook his head. He raised his hand and gently stroked Jian Ziyan's eyelashes.
"I've been looking forward to seeing you in such good health for a long time," Chi Zhou said. "Now that I see you in good health, I feel relieved."
"Chizhou, do you know that you are the first remnant soul I have ever met?" Jian Ziyan asked softly, "You took care of and tolerated the immature me at that time. I am very grateful to you."
Chi Zhou smiled sincerely, his eyes red.
"You are worthy, sir." He said, "You taught me loyalty and righteousness, and taught me how to love. I am the most incomplete soul, and I always thought my heart was empty until I met you, and then I felt that I was alive. Jian Ziyan, I love you."
This was the first time he called out Jian Ziyan's name, causing Jian Ziyan to tremble slightly.
But when he called out this name, Chi Zhou's face turned red, with a hint of embarrassment and joy.
"I want to hug you, sir." He shrank back into his protective circle like a shy puppy, just looking at his master with longing eyes, "I haven't had the chance to hug you many times."
Jian Ziyan's heart softened, he opened his arms and hugged him.
"That's enough." Chi Zhou smiled with satisfaction, "Sir, say goodbye to the past, say goodbye to the suffering. What you need in your future is not guilt and regret, but complete love and soul."
"People like us should stay in your past, not participate in your future."
"Be happy, sir."
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