"Huh?"
Feng Liuliu looked at Jiang Junyi in confusion. "Young Master?"
Jiang Junyi quickly denied, "What Young Master? Wei Long, what are you talking about?"
Wang Hao said with a hint of helplessness, "Young Master, isn't that line 'I am atomic' from the anime you used to watch all the time when you were little? You even said one day you'd become some kind of powerful being."
"Tsk!"
As soon as Jiang Junyi heard that, he knew he had been exposed.
Recalling his previous actions, oh my god, social death.
Jiang Junyi was silent for a moment. "If this gets out, both your lives are forfeit."
Feng Liuliu suppressed his laughter. "Understood, Young Master. I promise not to tell."
Wang Hao also nodded. "I definitely won't tell."
"Ugh, let's go, let's go." Jiang Junyi was annoyed.
He had originally thought it would be fine to be a bit chuunibyou and abstract as the Shadow.
Now that he was exposed, the feeling of social death overwhelmed him.
"Actually, Young Master… I'm still quite happy for you."
"Hmm?"
"It seems your childhood dream has come true."
"That's true. When should I help you achieve yours too?"
"Huh? What was my childhood dream?"
"To become light."
"Hiss, Young Master… let's not mention that one…"
"Hahahaha." Feng Liuliu said nothing, just kept laughing.
"What are you laughing at? I'll immediately tell Qi Qi your childhood dream!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Young Master! You can't do that."
"Hurry up and send me back. I'm numb."
The shadows of the three people swayed slightly under the moonlight…
Meanwhile.
Wan Qingyun sensed Lin Xiu, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. A black mist spread out, wrapped around his neck, and lifted him in front of her.
"It's over…" she whispered softly.
The black mist suddenly tightened, and with a "thud," a heavy object rolled to the ground.
(Skipping the bloody scene)
It was at this very moment that streams of invisible golden energy surged into Wan Qingyun's body.
With Lin Xiu's death, her thoughts cleared up considerably, but what followed was the uncomfortable nausea of her first kill.
She suppressed her physical discomfort. "Let's go."
"Yes." Virgo pushed Wan Qingyun, gradually disappearing into the darkness…
The next day…
"Ugh, ugh, ugh…" Jiang Junyi lay on the bed, pale-faced, with an expression of utter despair.
This was the price of showing off.
But when such an opportunity truly arises, don't tell me you wouldn't choose it!
"Young Master, have some chicken soup."
Uncle Wu placed a bowl of incredibly delicious and highly nutritious chicken soup by Jiang Junyi's bedside.
"Okay… okay…"
Jiang Junyi said weakly.
Truly, there was nothing left.
"Young Master, shall I inform Young Mistress?"
Jiang Junyi slowly raised his hand…
"No?" Uncle Wu frowned. From his understanding of the Young Master, this was a golden opportunity.
"Thump," Jiang Junyi gave a thumbs up. "Good…"
Uncle Wu bowed slightly. I knew it.
After knowing Jiang Junyi's intention, Uncle Wu immediately drove to the Wan Family.
When he arrived, Wan Qingyun was distractedly handling documents.
One hand propped her chin, while the other fiddled with a seal.
Seeing this, Uncle Wu jogged to Wan Qingyun's side, bowing slightly as he said,
"Young Mistress, Young Master seems to be ill. He's not eating or drinking. His entire mental state is very poor."
As soon as Wan Qingyun heard Jiang Junyi's name, her ears perked up.
But upon hearing Uncle Wu's description, a hint of worry appeared between her brows. "How could this be? Didn't he go to the hospital?"
"We invited a doctor to the house, but the doctor said Young Master's body is fine, it might be some psychological issues."
Uncle Wu spoke without batting an eyelid, making it up on the spot.
Upon hearing this, Wan Qingyun looked even more anxious. "Can… can I go see him?"
"Yes!"
Uncle Wu pushed Wan Qingyun, preparing to head to Jiang Junyi's house.
Meanwhile.
Jiang Junyi, lying weakly on the bed, was staring blankly at the ceiling.
So boring, so dull, he really wanted to cuddle with Qingyun.
Just then, there was movement at the entrance, and the sound of a wheelchair rolling across the floor echoed.
From the frequency of the wheels turning, Jiang Junyi seemed to feel Wan Qingyun's anxious state.
As they approached, Uncle Wu's voice rang out, "It's right here. Young Master isn't eating or drinking, he's extremely weak, and it's very likely a psychological issue."
Jiang Junyi's eyes lit up slightly. So this is my current state.
It's truly you, Uncle Wu!
"Click"
The door opened, and Wan Qingyun wheeled herself to Jiang Junyi's side. Seeing Wan Qingyun in place, Uncle Wu discreetly exited, closing the door behind him.
"Junyi?"
As soon as she entered, she sensed Jiang Junyi lying weakly on the bed, with something like a bowl placed by the bedside.
Jiang Junyi slowly raised his hand and placed it on Wan Qingyun's knee. "Qing… yun…"
He looked as if he was barely clinging to life.
Wan Qingyun placed her hand on Jiang Junyi's, feeling it was slightly cool.
This wasn't normal!
She had felt the warmth of Jiang Junyi's hand many times before, and it was much warmer than now.
"Did the doctor really say your body is fine?" Wan Qingyun frowned, secretly channeling her own True Qi.
Oh? So this is the setup, huh?
Jiang Junyi understood in his heart. No need to say it, it must be Uncle Wu, that old actor, improvising.
"Yes…"
Wan Qingyun held Jiang Junyi's hand, her delicate brows still tightly furrowed. "Then what exactly is the problem…"
"Missing… missing you… beyond cure…"
It was true that he wasn't physically ill, and it was also true that he missed Wan Qingyun.
Wan Qingyun was both anxious and helpless. "At a time like this, you're still…"
Suddenly, she remembered that Jiang Junyi seemed to have psychological problems. Could it be because of her?
So Wan Qingyun said softly, "I… I miss you too."
"Want… want… a kiss…" Jiang Junyi squeezed Wan Qingyun's small hand to show his determination.
Wan Qingyun's cheeks flushed slightly. He still wanted a kiss!
She didn't know what to say about Jiang Junyi.
If you say he's lustful, he has no interest in other women and never offends them.
If you say he's not lustful, he always tries to trick her and take advantage.
Wait!
Wan Qingyun's mind turned, and suspicion began to grow.
Could this be faking illness?
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