Chapter 129 Bright Sanatorium But Jiang Yang didn't wait for him, she directly raised her hand and pinched...
Ji Yang didn't know where to take Jiang Yang, but he had a strong premonition that Jiang Yang and Mu Nashe must not run into each other.
Although reason prevented Jiang Yang from understanding Ji Yang's sudden action, he instinctively didn't break free and let Ji Yang lead him forward.
Ji Yang only slowed down when the signs of the Magic Box's agitation on the panel gradually subsided.
Unconsciously, the two descended to the second floor. Their steps stopped at the top of the stairs. The corridor was dark, with the only light source being the incandescent bulbs from the garden square. The dim light struggled to penetrate, insufficient to illuminate their expressions, only outlining their vague yet familiar silhouettes.
Jiang Yang's eyelids drooped, falling on her wrist, which was being gripped so tightly it was red. Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
Ji Yang hurriedly let go of her hand. The bright red mark was still glaring in the dim light. If he remembered correctly, when he pulled her out in a panic, Jiang Yang seemed to have been dragged into the back of a chair by him.
"I'm sorry," he said, bowing his head. "I didn't think that much about it; I just wanted to get you out of here first."
It looks just like a large dog that has done something wrong and is waiting to be punished.
“It’s alright,” Jiang Yang said, gently flexing her wrists. Her gaze shifted to the deeper end of the stairs, and she asked calmly, “Shall we go to the archives now?”
Once outside, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. With everyone else in the activity room, they had plenty of room to maneuver.
"good."
Ji Yang followed with his head bowed and eyes lowered. Jiang Yang took a couple of steps but suddenly stopped, turned his head to the side and asked thoughtfully, "Am I... very fierce?"
In the darkness, Ji Yang stood on the steps with a somewhat condescending air. He took two quick steps to stand next to Jiang Yang, his voice muffled: "I'm not that fierce, I'm just a little insecure."
Without exaggeration, he felt that whenever the Brightness Sanatorium needed him to make a sacrifice, before his spirit of dedication could be fully unleashed, Jiang Yang would take the lead and send him to the altar without batting an eye, and would even calmly assess which posture would be the most efficient.
Jiang Yang had thought that the inequality between him and Ji Yang lay in the fact that he was at a stage in life and could not meet the emotional needs of Ji Yang, whose mindset was still that of a twenty-year-old. However, after hearing Ji Yang's answer, the string of restraint that had been there suddenly became stiff, and his teeth ached.
There is never a standard answer to how to pass a trial, but he was not passing a trial called "Ji Yang".
"Don't worry, it's just you."
Jiang Yang's voice remained indifferent, but his words were like a sharp blade piercing the heart, like a final judgment, each word cutting through all of Ji Yang's unease.
"In the past, at this moment, and in the future, there will only be you."
Ji Yang scraped his tongue heavily across his canine teeth, as if he wanted to do something, and a dangerous signal flashed in his eyes.
He gripped the metal railing. Jiang Yang's emotions didn't change much. She seemed to obediently let him hold her in his arms, but in reality, she looked at him calmly.
“Yangyang…” He suddenly didn’t know what to do, his thoughts were so chaotic that he began to condemn himself for his abruptness and lack of tact.
He twitched his fingertips, leaned forward slightly, and rested his forehead on Jiang Yang's shoulder with a sense of relief.
"Ji Yang, I allow you to kiss me."
Jiang Yang's voice rang out above him. At first glance, it sounded like even kissing needed permission, but Ji Yang looked up with delight, understanding what it meant.
Meeting those incredibly bright eyes, Jiang Yang silently adjusted the duration of the observation room's shutdown. Originally, he only intended to shut it down for one minute.
Ji Yang couldn't help but smile, his eyes crinkling with laughter like a cat that had just stolen some fish. He leaned down reverently, his gaze already fixed on the lips that were so close to his.
...Wait...is he kissing Jiang Yang or Mu Nashe...?
Ji Yang suddenly shivered.
In the activity room, the evening activities were exactly the same as the previous night. Not long after Jiang Yang and Ji Yang left, the lights were turned off. It was pitch black and empty, and apart from the people sitting next to you, you couldn't see anything.
Unlike last night, this time Munashe also gave cards to all the caregivers.
Four people sat at each table, and more than a dozen caregivers occupied five rows. Li Sheng sat on the far left of the third row, and could barely make out the heads in the nine-square grid centered on him.
The figure paused in front of him, and two face-down playing cards appeared under the light of the only source of light on the table.
He quickly lifted a corner to take a look, his pupils shrinking slightly.
Two Joker cards...
Munashe's voice rang out in the darkness, followed by a beam of light that shone on him, as if telling everyone his location.
“You all did a great job last night. But the story of the sanatorium is far from over.”
He stood at the front of the activity room, his hands elegantly outstretched, as if displaying empty palms: "We've added some new members today, so naturally there will be some...minor adjustments to the rules..."
Munashe deliberately drew out his words, his gaze slowly sweeping over each blurry face in the darkness.
"1, 9, 7, 8,"
The moment the numbers fell, it was as if he had conjured something from thin air between his clenched fingers, and four playing cards were precisely and unexpectedly sandwiched between his fingers.
He slightly turned his wrist, revealing the four cards to everyone. The corners of the cards curled up one by one in the dim light, perfectly synchronized with his words.
“And you will hand me a 1, a 9, a 7, and an 8.”
Almost simultaneously, a suppressed gasp rang out from the back row: "My 8 is gone!"
The shrill female voice made it immediately clear who it was.
A subtle, enigmatic smile played on Munashe's lips as he said regretfully, "Don't worry, ma'am, I'm just borrowing it for a moment. I'll return it to you."
Now everyone knows that player number 2 has the number 8 in his hand.
"As for the other numbers, you can still choose to use the sum of the three playing cards, or you can choose to keep playing the same cards, but I still can't guarantee what you will face after playing a card or not playing a card."
Munashe explained gently, but his voice was cold and cruel: "The team whose total score is closest to the number of deaths in the sanatorium wins."
Li Sheng glanced at the Joker in his hand again and shared the rules with Ji Yang.
At the same time, Mu Nashe also sensed the consciousness transmitted back by Jiang Yang, the "data front-end," um...
On the stairs, Jiang Yang watched Ji Yang's actions with confusion, only feeling that Ji Yang seemed even more uneasy than before.
Jiang Yang asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yang committed suicide in front of Nan Ke, and the Judgment Card was activated for the first time, splitting into two.
One was used by Jiang Yang as the main body, while the other was placed at Un Entertainment as an anchor point carrying the great river.
Of course, he didn't know when Jiang Yang put the unentertainment in. He could only temporarily conclude that it was during the time when he was imprisoned in the tower and Jiang Yang was alone in the no man's land, based on the time he later discovered Jiang Yang's soul.
In other words, Jiang Yang had planned his second death long ago.
Jiang Yang died in front of the tower, and the Judgment Card was activated for the second time. One of the cards was used by Jiang Yang, while the other was taken back to Blackrock City by Kirby to rescue Xie Lu.
So the question is, what about Munashe?
Where does Munashe exist? Where is Munashe located?
Ji Yang dared not imagine what would happen if Mu Nashe was Jiang Yang from the earliest timeline, someone who knew Jiang Yang before he did...
But then I couldn't help but think deeper... Once everything is back to normal... won't Jiang Yang just disappear...?
At this moment, one of the puppies completely forgot.
I've forgotten who it was that said they wanted an orange, and someone would stuff one into their hands every day after lunch without fail.
Who is it that can't sleep well at night, hugging their pillow and curling up in a corner, only to wake up the next day perfectly fine and back in their hospital bed?
Even more so, someone broke down in tears because of a crumb of steamed bun stuck to their hand, and someone saw them and carefully wiped it off with a handkerchief.
...
If Munashe could hear what he was thinking, he would be heartbroken.
In fact, Ji Yang knew this once he visited the dean's office. In one corner of the office display case, there were all sorts of strange "works" he had made of clay.
Jiang Yang repeated, "What's wrong?"
Just then, a message from Li Sheng popped up on the panel. Ji Yang lowered his eyelids and took the opportunity to cover it up: "It's nothing, Li Sheng just sent me a message."
Jiang Yang didn't expose him, but leaned back against the railing, relaxing her posture a bit: "So what did Li Sheng say?"
"They didn't say anything, just that the rules have changed tonight."
Ji Yang told him the truth, and Jiang Yang looked at him quietly: "Is there anything else? I don't have many points, so I might not be able to stay in the observation room for much longer."
Now it's Ji Yang's turn to be in a dilemma.
But Jiang Yang didn't wait for him. She directly raised her hand and grabbed the back of his neck, forcing him to lower his head. Her cool fingertips dug into his hair, leaving no room for resistance: "It's just a kiss, not like going to bed. There's no need for any preparation."
Like an undercurrent surging beneath the ice, the kiss came suddenly and violently, leaving Ji Yang completely frozen.
The jaw was pried open, and the intruding tongue brought a brutal exploration, delving into every corner.
It was not tenderness, nor affection; it was a declarative cover, leaving only the oppression that sought to completely mark him from within.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Ji Yang's inherent aggressiveness awakened. He met the attack head-on, grabbing Jiang Yang by the back of the neck and pressing him down even harder.
Whether Jiang Yang is Mu Nashe or Mu Nashe is Jiang Yang, he can always pursue her again.
He had said in the tent outside the tower that even if Jiang Yang talked to Wu Yibai behind his back, he would still chase after her.
He dared to say such things even before he remembered the time he spent living with Jiang Yang in the real world, so what is there for him not to do now?
All he ever cared about was the living, breathing Jiang Yang who appeared before him.
Ji Yang's teeth grazed Jiang Yang's lower lip, leaving a subtle but noticeable sting. He pressed his forehead against Jiang Yang's, his voice low and hoarse: "Continue?"
Oh...
"Now, our evening activities will officially begin. Please listen carefully."
Li Sheng seemed to hear Mu Nashe sneer. He looked up at him. Mu Nashe had just finished explaining the rules and then paused in place. Now, when he continued to speak, it sounded more like he was gritting his teeth.
[Li Sheng: We've started here.]
The message popped up again, but Ji Yang ignored it for a second.
However, the fluctuating aura emanating from the judgment plaque alerted Munashe.
Damn! No wonder Ji Yang ran away when he saw him. He became more restrained, and the bloody smell disappeared as a result.
Putting the Judgment Card into Lytanvi's Pandora's Box is both an opportunity and a risk, as its scent will attract more than just those inside.
And what about the... demonic power attached to it...? I wonder how Yuejiang is doing...
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