"I also know... before you met Mu Siyue at the age of eleven, you thought about giving up your life. You almost froze into a snowman in the snow..."
"You are afraid of the silent night, loneliness and hunger, so you named yourself Silence. You feel that this name is just like your life, helpless and adrift."
As Yan Ying spoke, her eyes turned red. She had been stabbed once while she was reading, but she was reading at the time.
Now, the protagonist of the story was standing in front of her, the little boy who had suffered so much and was so discouraged that he almost ended his life.
Fortunately, he grew up safely.
"Cen Ji, I couldn't save you back then. It was like there was a thick wall between us."
"You couldn't see me, nor could you hear me speak up for you. I could only be a spectator, unable to do anything. But now it's different. I'm standing right in front of you. What can I do for you?"
Cen Ji's eyes flickered as he looked at Yan Ying in disbelief, his eyes slightly red and misty.
It was obvious that no one else would know what she said except him.
Could it be that she really has been following him all the time?
Cen Ji felt as if his heart was being hammered by someone, making a series of dull sounds.
He clenched his fists and his shoulders shook.
It turns out he's not the only one who remembers the past he doesn't want to recall...
It turns out that he didn't endure those dark and cold nights alone...
"So... I once told you that the light will always shine in, you will be happy, and there are still many days to come." Yan Ying's voice was a little choked.
What's wrong with her? She clearly wants to comfort Cen Ji, but why does she lose control first?
She also said this to herself at that time.
Before she traveled through the book, her life was not good, so she thought... after enduring the hard times, there would always be a happy day.
Cen Ji said nothing, but just stared at Yan Ying, as if trying to find a flaw in her face.
How could it be possible, how could someone stay with him for so long?
"Cen Ji, so now... are you willing to believe me?" Yan Ying asked softly.
His long, silent eyelashes obscured the emotion in his eyes. His Adam's apple moved slightly as he spoke hoarsely. "If I had known you were by my side then, perhaps I wouldn't have called myself that."
"This name is very nice." Yan Ying burst into laughter.
[System: Cen Jing Favorability +20, currently 10.]
Yan Ying looked at Cen Ji and was not surprised to hear the system sound.
Was she deceiving Cen Ji? She had never seen him suffer...but her heart ached for him.
Cen Ji chuckled, with the corners of his mouth curved, and his pair of indifferent eyes reflected Yan Ying's figure.
"Tell me...how old are you?" Cen Ji asked in a gentle tone.
"Twenty years old." Yan Ying's moist eyes were still misty, her small face was flushed, and she spoke softly.
"It seems that you... are a pervert." Cen Ji said with a chuckle.
"?"
Yan Ying blinked in confusion. What did he mean?
[System: I'm just laughing at you, an old cow eating young grass.]
???
Haven’t you eaten it yet?
"I mistook you for Yan Ying before, so..." Cen Ji wanted to say sorry, but didn't say it out loud.
He looked at Yan Ying and remembered the hug she gave him in the dilapidated house. What was she thinking at that time?
Yan Ying watched in silence as Cen Ji approached step by step, and then pulled her into his arms.
Yan Ying opened her arms and lay helplessly on Cen Ji's chest.
"What are you doing?" Yan Ying asked hurriedly. The sudden action frightened her so much that she dared not move.
"Don't you like it?" Cen Ji held Yan Ying's shoulders with both hands, raised his eyebrows and looked at her in confusion.
"Didn't you say you liked me? Don't you like me touching you?"
"I..." Yan Ying lowered her head and avoided Cen Ji's eyes.
Why doesn't he play by the rules again?
"Go to bed early."
Cen Ji disappeared on the spot. Yan Ying suddenly lost her support and staggered.
Looking at the empty room, Yan Ying was stunned for a moment. Why was this kid Cen Ji so startled?
......
Peach forest.
"My lord, Lord Wusu has arrived at the City of No Return. It seems he is here to surrender." Ghost Blade said softly with his head down.
"Is Yejiang still quiet?" Cen Ji sat at the table, the dim candlelight flickering in his eyes.
"Lord Yejiang seems to be away from Yejiang. Those who were sent to deliver messages said that they had not seen Fengxu." Guiren has been paying close attention to the situation in the Demon Realm these days and came here at night to report the news to the Lord.
"Feng Xu..." Cen Ji twisted his sleeves, his eyes dark. Feng Xu, the Lord of Yejiang, seemed to have his own ideas. "Continue to send people to Yejiang and wait there for a few more days."
"Yes." Ghost Blade responded and disappeared.
Cen Ji looked at the flickering candlelight on the table and recalled what happened just now at Yuankun Peak.
The moment Yan Ying lay on his chest was just a moment.
He could clearly feel her rapid heartbeat, very close to him.
The last time in the dilapidated house, her heartbeat was also so fast. It wasn't a strong beat, but it seemed to hit his heart.
Her heart was beating so fast. She said she liked him, so she must not have lied to him.
Cen Ji picked up the candlestick and let the melted oil drip onto the wooden table.
He touched the wax drop with his hand, and the hot wax stuck to his fingers and quickly solidified.
She was wrong in saying one thing, the light would indeed shine in, but he no longer cared about darkness or light.
For someone like him who is used to darkness, he would never be grateful when he sees the light. At least he is not. He feels unfair and feels unfair that he has never seen the light.
He was once a miserable man, but he was not a pitiful man, never was.
He later found the beggars who had bullied him and mixed rat poison in their food. Before they died, they were still desperately trying to eat the rotten rice in their bowls, wanting to die full.
The man who wrongly accused him of stealing money later had his property burned down by him, and he became a beggar like him, living in the open air.
He even killed the wild dog that was competing with him for food. He skinned it with his own hands and its meat became his meal. At that time, he was covered in blood and the wounds were exposed, but he used up his last bit of strength to bite off its neck, otherwise he would not be the one to have a good meal.
His name is Cen Ji because he hopes that one day there will be no one around him who bullies him anymore, and he can live a peaceful and stable life.
But he was used to the unfairness of fate and the world full of starving corpses. He believed that people could finally get peace after death, so since he had no choice, he might as well eliminate his enemies with his own hands and get peace.
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