"There." After saying that, he added smugly in a low voice, "That's called a forced perspective kiss. From the living room, the angle should be just right. Mom will definitely be happy."
Thump, thump... splat.
His hands were now empty, and the warm breath on his cheek had cooled. Yin Yan's mood went on a roller coaster. He stood up straight, watching Yu Zhen's back as he walked away with the tray, and in the distance, Chou Feiqian retracting her satisfied gaze. The corners of his mouth flattened, and the "immortal qi" around him roiled.
"Wicked disciple."
He took out a Pill and ate it, his heart shrinking into a wronged little ball.
That night, the two once again slept in the same bed. Yu Zhen didn't fall asleep first for various reasons, and Yin Yan didn't use any excuses to stay up late.
After washing up, the two stood on opposite sides of the bed in their pajamas, looking at each other. Yin Yan moved first, turning to switch off the light. "Let's sleep," he said.
As the light dimmed and he could no longer see the other's face, the inexplicable tension flooding Yu Zhen's heart dissipated. He answered, then lifted the covers and lay down on the bed, shuffling over to the very edge before closing his eyes.
The mattress dipped as Yin Yan lay down too.
The room was so quiet that they could only hear each other's breathing. One minute, five minutes, ten minutes... half an hour, an hour, an hour and a half... Three hours later, Yu Zhen couldn't help but turn over.
"Can't sleep?"
Startled, Yu Zhen shot up, nearly falling off the bed.
Yin Yan also sat up, reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and looked at him. "If you can't sleep, then let's cultivate."
"???"
After a few seconds of silence, Yu Zhen calmed down. Looking at Yin Yan's equally clear and sleepless eyes, he nodded. "Okay, let's go cultivate."
The cold moon hung high in the sky. The two walked one after another into a dark alley.
"A Cultivator who has just entered the Dao needs a large amount of Spiritual Qi to fill the void in their Dantian. This realm has no Spiritual Qi, and relying on Dan Pills alone is far from enough. Therefore, you need to accumulate a large amount of Merit in the near future."
Yin Yan explained as they walked deeper, then stopped midway down the alley and gestured for Yu Zhen to go on alone. "There's the soul of a murderer ahead. Send him on his way."
Yu Zhen's steps forward faltered at the word "murderer." Yin Yan had expected him to say something or show fear, but he didn't. He quickly concealed that trace of emotion and walked past him, heading forward.
Only moonlight quietly spilled into the alley. As Yu Zhen passed him, Yin Yan looked at his calm and determined profile, and in a daze, he felt as if he was once again seeing the scorching flames in his eyes from when they first met.
"Yu Zhen."
He couldn't help but turn his head and call out, stopping the figure that was about to walk away from him.
Yu Zhen, who was holding his breath and forcing himself not to be scared, immediately stopped and looked back at him. "What is it?" he asked.
It was still the same simple, clear gaze, without any scorching flames.
Yin Yan's unconsciously clenched fist slowly relaxed. "If you're scared, you can come back to me," he said.
Yu Zhen was taken aback. The faint fear in his heart suddenly dissipated. He shook his head with a smile and said, "I'm not scared. I know you'll be watching me."
The moonlight suddenly dimmed, and Yin Yan's expression was obscured by darkness.
Perhaps sensing danger, the soul wandering in the alley suddenly became agitated. Taking advantage of the dimming moonlight, it lunged toward Yu Zhen, who was closest to it.
Yu Zhen snapped back to his senses. Golden light poured from his body, instantly dispelling all the filth and darkness in the alley.
B City is vast. Every day, many new lives are born, and many people pass away.
Yin Yan led Yu Zhen through every corner of the city, accumulating Merit in a manner that was almost like harvesting. He could always pinpoint places where souls lingered and could even clearly recount the life stories of these ghosts.
At the crack of dawn, Yin Yan and Yu Zhen stopped outside another high-end villa district in B City.
"Where's the ghost?" As soon as they arrived, Yu Zhen began to look for ghosts on his own, his face completely devoid of fear for such creatures.
"There are no ghosts here." Yin Yan put his hands in his coat pockets and gestured across the road. "Only a former Cat Demon."
Cat Demon?
Yu Zhen turned his head to look and saw a small black kitten, probably just born, lying pitifully by the flower bed on the other side of the road. Its body was very thin, but its eyes were very bright, staring intently at the exit of the villa district.
"Is that Dudu?" Yu Zhen was surprised, then delighted. "It was reincarnated?"
Yin Yan nodded and added, "But it has no memory of us anymore, nor can it cultivate. It only remembers Bu Lian now."
Yu Zhen's excitement faded. Looking at the small black cat's frail appearance, he thought for a moment, then summoned Xu Wu and asked for a pouch of goat's milk he had stored as a snack for it. After opening it, he gestured for Xu Wu to take it to the little black cat.
"Why not go yourself?" Yin Yan asked.
"Dudu doesn't know us now. If we suddenly appear, it will probably be scared." Yu Zhen explained, watching the black cat across the road, which accepted Xu Wu's approach after a moment of caution. A smile appeared on his face.
Yin Yan looked at the smile on his face. The fingers in his pocket twitched, and he took a small step back.
Half an hour later, Bu Lian, who had gotten up early for tutoring class, left the community on her bike. Behind her, a boy on a bike followed closely.
After leaving the community, the boy immediately started pestering her, forcing her to stop. Bu Lian was incredibly annoyed. Seeing this, the little black cat's fur stood on end, and it rushed out to be the hero.
The boy's mood was ruined by the little black cat, and he maliciously prepared to kick it away. Bu Lian finally snapped. Pushing the boy away with all her might, she shouted angrily, then picked up the poor little black cat that had fallen to the side. She carefully wrapped it in her scarf, placed it in her bike basket, and got back on her bike, rushing back into the community toward the pet store inside.
"Bad luck! Cats, cats, cats! All you care about is cats!"
The boy kicked away the half-drunk pouch of milk on the ground with a vicious expression, adjusted his backpack, pushed his bike aside, and called for a car, leaving shortly after.
Yu Zhen watched with a frown, a little worried about Bu Lian.
"Don't worry, Bu Chen will handle it." Yin Yan glanced at the time and said, "Let's go. It's time to head home."
Although the two had been busy all night, because they had both absorbed a lot of Merit, they were full of energy.
Yin Hexiang stared at Yin Yan for a few seconds, very satisfied with his current state of mind. After breakfast, he called him over, took a file out of his briefcase, and handed it to him. "This is the information for the themed leisure center project in Chengxi. Take a good look at it while work is suspended. Don't mess things up for me when construction starts again after the New Year."
Yin Yan took the file and replied, "I will."
After Yin Hexiang and Chou Feiqian left for the company together, Yin Yan turned and tossed the file into his Mustard Seed Space, then looked at Yu Zhen and said, "Get ready to go out."
Yu Zhen, who was holding a tablet and preparing to search for information on high-end flowers, looked up at him in confusion. "Where are we going? Aren't you supposed to be looking at the file?" 'Weren't you tired after running around all last night?'
"To the construction site," Yin Yan replied. He took Yu Zhen's scarf and coat from the rack by the entrance and gestured for him to come over. "We still haven't found the reason why the workers are having frequent accidents."
Yu Zhen glanced at the pictures on his tablet, saved them, then put it down and obediently went to get dressed.
The construction site was in Chengxi, a bit far from the villa district. The drive would take about an hour, and that was without traffic. Yin Yan, an experienced driver, shamelessly gave the keys to Yu Zhen, saying it was for him to get more practice.
Yu Zhen silently took the keys, glanced at Yin Yan's perfectly calm and self-righteous face, and turned to get in the car.
Cautious novice drivers usually have a habit: they strictly obey traffic rules, willing to wait an extra ten seconds rather than rush for one. They also tend to be very focused, rarely speaking to others, reflexively hitting the brakes at complex intersections, their bodies tense, completely lacking the relaxation of an experienced driver.
At an intersection near the construction site, one that magically had no traffic lights or police, Yu Zhen perfectly demonstrated this habit. Even after observing that there were no cars or pedestrians coming from either side, he still tapped the brake, slowing the car down even more.
Then, with a whoosh, a sapphire blue sports car suddenly shot out from the diagonal corner, scraped past the front of his car, and crashed straight into the roadside buffer, coming to a crooked stop.
Terrified, Yu Zhen immediately slammed on the brakes. Then, with another whoosh, a red sports car shot out right behind it, screeching to a halt next to the blue one. The driver's side door opened, and a familiar woman rushed out.
"Wu Xuan!" Han Ya screamed as she ran over.
"Oh god." Yu Zhen's mind was filled with the four words 'enemies on a narrow road'.
Yin Yan nodded in satisfaction. "In the original destiny, the Wu Family would have developed a grudge against the Yin Family because of Han Ya. To break this fate, we must form a good relationship with the Wu Family. Get out of the car. Take Wu Xuan to the hospital."
Yu Zhen looked as if he'd been struck by lightning. He turned his head to look at him. "So you knew all along that Wu Xuan's Bloody Calamity would happen here?"
'And you still made me drive?'
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