Love you till death

静舟小妖

2020-12-02T18:06:25.800000+00:00

Chapter 1: He Gave an Answer with His Eyes--Don't Bother Me!

"哗啦" huālā (T/N: onomatopoeia for crashing sound.)

His hands strongly buckled down on a hairy head. When he withdrew his hands, JiHao felt
the muscles in his arms were in pain and aching.

He froze for a moment and then realized that he was currently soaking in water at the
moment.
The blue pool water was undulating, and it swayed his body with its movement.

This was the swimming pool.

Or perhaps...

JiHao looked down and figured out that it wasn’t what he thought it was.

This water was rather deep.

A black haired boy twisted through the water. He had a handsome and a delicate face full of
light. He swam like a mermaid from the depths of the water. Through the wet hair, JiHao
could see the surge of anger in his black and white eyes.

A second later, his feet were held by the boy and he was pulled into the water. Caught off
guard, JiHao inhaled the water and a sour feeling rushed into his head. Instantly, there was
pain in his heart and lungs.

Subconsciously, his fingers turned into claws. White marks appeared on his knuckles as if
something was about to come out.

"咕噜噜——" Gūlū lū (T/N: onom. for bubbling)

Silver bubbles rolled over in front of his eyes. It rolled up and rushed up together with the
boy who pulled him down. Through the bubbles, he saw a cold expression on the childish
face. It felt as if a bullet had hit his heart and exploded.

JiHao returned to his senses and dispelled the magic energy at his fingertips. This was
already the 3rd world. Was he finally successful?

JiHao wriggled and swam, chasing after that figure and tried to swim past. But in the end,
he was a step behind. The boy in front was just like a fish in the water. With just two to
three strokes, he had already swam far. When JiHao re-surfaced, the boy had already left
the water.

When the boy turned to look at him, his eyes were like a sharp sword. But then it was re-
sheathed.

JiHao raised his eyebrows as Ruan MingChi walked away with a sullen face.

Looking at the back that was walking far away, he decided not to chase anymore and
instead look around. He soon became aware that this small world was a modern world.

Jihao was in a swimming pool, but the pool that he was soaking in should be the diving
area. The 5 meter deep pool made people feel inexplicably palpable. Looking up, one could
see the 10 meter diving platform.

He slowly swam in the water, as he wasn't in a rush to leave. He closed his eyes, and
pondered for a while. The dark mist rolled up, and the world’s vein unfolded in the void. He
looked for information on Ruan MingChi and raised his eyebrows again.

Ruan MingChi, the person he was looking for was the one who had just fled.

As the protagonist of the world, and as the son of luck, his life was awful.

Ruan MingChi's childhood was not good. His father was paralyzed and his mother ran
away. He was raised by his second uncle and was disdained. Later on, the second uncle sent
him to the city sports school and forgot about him.

Children who had no way to retreat were always more desperate. This was the life given to
him by heaven. Ruan MingChi didn't even learn how to swim for more than 2 years, but was
already recruited into the provincial team. This should have been the starting point for the
protagonist, where he would then set sail and conquer the world of swimming.

However, due to various reasons such as orphans, geniuses, and rebelliousness, his life in
the provincial team was not easy. Some people, like his teammates, seniors, coaches, and
teachers, felt that he was weak and easy to bully, and tried to prove themselves by
conquering him. Ruan MingChi lived in a constant state of siege. Only the women’s team
took care of him because he was pitiful.

It was already year 9102 (1)!

Why were there still people who could make themselves so miserable?

Thinking of the scene just now, the original owner was bullying Ruan MingChi just when
JiHao entered the body. When he hastily withdrew his hand, it gave Ruan MingChi a chance
to fight back.

After careful recollection, there was in fact, no deep hatred. At the beginning of the new
semester, the coach brought back a young child to meet the old team members. The child
didn't like to talk or laugh and would even explode at the slightest touch. This was
extremely out of line and even the coach didn't know why. The coach used Ruan MingChi as
a positive teaching material during training, and reprimanded the older teammates.

"--Just look at Ruan MingChi! He's 2 years younger than the youngest of you guys. You guys
need to have the attitude and ability! Do you guys think that these will fall from the sky? If
you think so, get out of here!"

No one dared to provoke this hornet’s nest.

The “original host” was stupid, and he busily jumped to the forefront to “enforce justice on
behalf of heaven” (2). He was a typical cannon fodder character and the character didn't
even last 3 episodes.

JiHao figured out the fate of Ruan MingChi. He came back to his senses and pinched the
bridge of his nose. Suddenly, he laughed.

Ruan MingChi, the immortal Ruan of the “Bu Si Liang” sect was now unexpectedly reduced
to being bullied by ordinary people in this small world of illusions. It seemed that JiHao had
really hurt Ruan MingChi in the previous world, so Ruan MingChi was now feeling "weak".

After thinking through his thoughts, JiHao calmed down. He slowly swam to the edge and
climbed up the silver steel ladder.

The body that had adapted to the buoyancy in the water suddenly sank like an iron block
out of the water.

JiHao raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the difficulty of this world was a little higher than
he thought. (T/N: Are you serious lmao, who doesn't feel heavier after swimming?)

The power of the Heavenly Demon could not be used, and he was in the body of an ordinary
person. How could he make up for the sins he had caused to immortal Ruan?

"哗啦啦" huā lā lā

JiHao finally got out and the water flowed down his body. He checked his shoulder and
hands, searching for something. Although he had had a lot of identities, this body was a
little on the worse side. But it was a good body for swimming. Anything was fine.

While walking, he checked on the world’s veins. He dripped water everywhere he went as
he walked unsteadily to the changing room.

Today was a rest day for the provincial team. Only a few diligent swimmers were practicing
today. Of course, JiHao wasn’t there to practice, he was there because he knew Ruan
MingChi would be there.

Currently, there was no one in the locker room.

Upon entering, he passed the shower room first, and he could hear the constant sound of
water coming out. One of the curtains was tightly pulled. Needless to say, Ruan MingChi
must be inside.

JiHao started to walk in, but then stopped and then walked away. It was really impossible
to imagine a scene of two men talking while naked.

Ruan MingChi probably wanted to avoid JiHao, so JiHao changed his clothes and waited for
a long time. The boy finally walked out with a towel and saw JiHao waiting for him in the
locker room. He was stunned at first, but then his face went cold and his muscles tensed.

JiHao sat on the bench, his body was seven to eight points similar to Ruan MingChi’s.
Whether JiHao smiled or not, he was born with a bad aura, and in Ruan MingChi’s eyes, this
was a provocation.

Ruan MingChi tensed the corners of his mouth, unfolded the towel and wrapped it around
his waist. His body was between that of a young boy and a teenager. He was skinny and tall,
his waist had not been filled in yet, so his small towel could be tied around it tightly. His
waistline could make girls go crazy.

Ruan MingChi’s actions meant that he was getting ready to get into a fight.

But JiHao actually already had no plans to fight with him.

...

JiHao had entered Ruan MingChi’s consciousness, in order to save himself. Who told him to
transmigrate into a well known and long book called “The Heavenly Evil Spirit’s Senior”.
And he even became the ultimate villain of the protagonist’s first world.

“To meet me is your retribution.”

The Heavenly Demon killed the protagonist’s master, and then the protagonist had to kill
the Heavenly Demon to avenge the master.

Thus.
Heavenly Demon=JiHao
Master=Ruan MingChi

JiHao still remembered the scene from not too long ago. When he first crossed over, he was
standing on the battlefield. Everyone was screaming, “The Heavenly Demon is born!”

Immediately afterwards, a man in a white robe, and wearing a high crown flew out of the
crowds holding a Qin. To be honest, the man was definitely the most elegant man he had
ever seen in his life. Looks were one thing, but the key thing was that he was flying! Flying!
He was like a banished immortal, and the clothes danced with the wind. JiHao was so
amazed that he forgot to breathe.

It was a pity that the handsome guy desperately wanted to kill him, to burn everything and
die together. To. Kill. Him!

Naturally, he had to fight back. At last, he broke the Qin, killed Ruan MingChi, and this
became his mistake.
Ruan MingChi as the protagonist’s master, was almost directly defeated by JiHao. This
paved the way for JiHao to become the ultimate villain. Then he had to wait for the
protagonist to upgrade, and then wait to die.

Was JiHao a fool who didn’t know anything and would just sit still like a sitting duck? Of
course he had to save himself.

So JiHao ran to the critically wounded Ruan MingChi, entered his consciousness to repair
the strings of the WuHua Qin.

There were a total of seven strings and there were 3 souls and 4 spirits. The hedgehog like
Ruan MingChi before him, was one of the seven strings.

...

When looking at Ruan MingChi, JiHao thought of the ancient white jade artifact, the WuHua
Qin that was smashed by his own hand. The sound of mourning when the strings had
cracked. If those strings were really the boy before him, then he had truly sinned!

When he spoke again, JiHao softened his voice, “I’m sorry about before. I forced you into
the water, and you also pulled me down. Can we be considered equal?"

Ruan MingChi looked at him coldly. Although he had no expression, JiHao was able to see
the irony in his eyes.

That’s right, subjective crime and defensive counter-attacks were two different concepts.

“Then what do you say I do? What else can I do?” JiHao was not very good at coaxing people
and he was a bit out of control for a moment.

Ruan MingChi didn’t answer him, but gave an answer with his eyes--don’t come near me!

That wasn’t going to work.

“If you don’t say it,” JiHao said, “Then I won’t leave.”

Ruan MingChi looked at the man who suddenly had reduced IQ and was acting
coquettishly. His eyes slightly narrowed and then he went to his locker and changed his
clothes. He changed clothes very fast, and he was constantly on guard. JiHao could see the
tense muscles on his back, full of power.

JiHao moved and put his feet to the side.

Ruan MingChi had changed his clothes and pursed his lips as he observed JiHao from the
corner of his eyes. It suddenly caused JiHao to think of a dog’s appearance of protecting its
food with its bared teeth. If JiHao pressed too hard, he wondered if he would hear the
sounds of snarling.

“Heh.” JiHao suddenly laughed.

He was never familiar with the immortal Ruan of the “Bu Si Liang” sect. Whenever they
met, they would immediately fight. So in JiHao’s memory, although the man looked good, he
was super fierce. But the Ruan MingChi in front of him, even if it was pretend and was just a
bluff.

It was still a little cute.

(1) 都 9102 年了! It was already year 9102! This is an exaggeration that something could
actually still be happening in the year 2019.
(2) 替天行道. Enforce justice on behalf of heaven. T/N: Give out punishment.

X: Sounds (onomatopoeia) that were written in Chinese, I will be keeping them in its
original format and then have the pinyin next to them. I don't like the direct translations to
English because they just sound dumb to me. "Splash splash" "Bubble bubble" etc.

Chapter 2: I'm Just a Qin Repairman

This is a Qin/GuQin
Ruan MingChi put on his trousers before he released the towel around his waist. However
he tied it a bit too tight, and it couldn’t be undone after two minutes. It was a bit awkward
in this atmosphere.

JiHao kindly asked him: "Do you want me to help?"

Ruan MingChi slammed the locker door, grabbed his jacket in one hand, and carried his
backpack in the other. He wore a pair of black sports shorts, and walked out with the blue
towel around his waist.

JiHao got up and followed behind him.

The two left the swimming pool one after the other. Ruan MingChi walked faster and faster
in front of him. Every time they reached a corner, the distance between them would get
further. JiHao felt that it was too embarrassing to be running after someone, so he kept
following at the same speed.
His sight fell on the towel on Ruan MingChi’s waist. The blue towel fluttered up as Ruan
MingChi walked, revealing the shorts that were wet and stuck to his butt underneath. The
outlined shape was very eye-catching. It made people want to make a move… to help him
sort out his pants.

He was a little OCD.

However, when Ruan MingChi was far away, JiHao's attention shifted.

...

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still dazzling, and the smell of the food
from the cafeteria in the distance could be vaguely smelled.

JiHao followed behind Ruan MingChi, bypassed the swimming pool building, turned into a
path, and walked towards the cafeteria. The slabs laid on the drain were in disrepair and
almost all of them were missing corners. Last night’s rain had moistened the withered
grass which was trampled by multiple feet. However, in one night, it drew out green leaves
and showed the vigorous weed spirit.

The path was about 100 meters long. This was the provincial team's dorm area as well as
the cafeteria. The smell of rice came from afar. JiHao sped up his pace and went down a
curvy rounded slope. He looked up and found that he had lost the person.

Ruan MingChi didn't go to the cafeteria.

Then did he go back to the dormitory first?

While he was standing on the slope, he hesitated whether to go eat first according to
normal procedure, or to find Ruan MingChi.

JiHao’s motto had always been that he would not be at loggerheads or care about someone
who had a hot face and a cold ass (1).

But now……

JiHao hesitated a bit, and finally gritted his teeth and turned in the direction of the
dormitory.

He repeated in his heart that that person was not Ruan MingChi, it was a string, just a
string, and he was only a qin repairer.

Gradually, the little uneasiness in his heart dissipated.

...
Each suite in the dormitory consisted of 4 people. When JiHao entered, Yin XueLin was still
laying on the bed, playing on his phone.

The top bunk was the beds, and the bottom bunk had the wardrobe and desks. JiHao and
Yin XueLin lived in the best positions right by the window. There were multiple decoration
books on the desks. There should have been laptops on the desks, but they were recently
confiscated. Now it was replaced with multiple kinds of magazines.

JiHao liked to watch "Home of Cars" and Yin XueLin liked to watch "Football Night". The
models on their desk were consistent with their own preferences.

As we all know, the beds near the doorway, the light switch and the bathroom were the
worst. They needed to bear the "heavy responsibility" of opening and closing the door and
the switch. They also had to sleep near the smell of urine and constantly be bothered by
people.

There was no doubt that this location belonged to the “pitiful” Ruan MingChi.

Yin XueLin heard movement, and poked his head out, “You’re back? What did you do?”

JiHao glanced at him and asked, "Where’s Ruan MingChi?"

Yin XueLin asked again, "Didn’t you say earlier that you were going to teach him a lesson?"

"He didn’t come back?"

"What are you doing? Hey! Why are you looking for him for? Bring me too!" Yin XueLin
shouted excitedly.

JiHao was already turning to leave, when Yin XueLin jumped out of bed enthusiastically.

Yin XueLin hurriedly put on his clothes and shouted, "If you’re going to do something fun,
why aren’t you bringing your xiongdi (2)?"

"...No." JiHao looked at Yin XueLin who wanted to be bad and changed his mind.

"What?" Yin XueLin walked up to JiHao’s side, and he already couldn’t wait, "I bet he’s
either at the cafeteria or in the school building. Where should we go look for him first?”

"I’m not looking for him for anything. I’m just asking him to eat together."

"Ah?" Yin XueLin was surprised.

Yin XueLin actually had no big problems, he just didn’t have much of his own opinion. If
everyone else said to do something, then he would follow along. If everyone said that Ruan
MingChi, this person, needed to be taught a lesson, then Yin XueLin would also roll up his
sleeves to beat him up.

His character was a typical cannon fodder.

“In order to resist outside aggression, internal affairs must be settled.” JiHao believed that
in order to repair the “Qin string” back to it’s beautiful appearance, he had to let Ruan
MingChi feel love, harmony and care. During the process of nourishing it, the warmth from
forming friendship between roommates was indispensable. Therefore, he had to first
convince Yin XueLin, this fool.

The solution to the problem was very simple. JiHao went straight for the point, "I met
Coach Yu this afternoon, and was left to talk about ideologies. Are you interested in
listening to Coach Yu's core ideas?"

"Eh?"

"Long live friendship and unity."

"...Fuck!" Yin XueLin almost got sick.

JiHao smiled, and he stopped talking. It wasn’t necessary.

A child as big as Yin XueLin may have already had his own ideas, but his awe for the coach
was ingrained in his bones from the past few years of training. So if he mentioned the
coach, even if he had mixed feelings, he would still listen.

The atmosphere in the dormitory will never make Ruan MingChi not dare to return.

After Yin XueLin “vomited” enough besides him, he was still a little bit unwilling. He
suddenly thought of a bad idea, "Why don’t we close the door on him, and then cover him…
We could make him not talk about it. I bet he wouldn’t dare to tell others about it anyway.”

JiHao looked at him, and suddenly raised his hand. It buckled down on Yin XueLin’s neck,
and then pushed him against the bed frame.

"砰" Pēng a dull thud came out.

The bed frame shook, and Yin XueLin's eyes widened in horror.

JiHao pressed his neck and exerted his strength little by little. The black mist in his eyes
was tumbling out, and his eyes had turned into a blood red color. The corners of his mouth
slightly hooked up, and his momentum was overwhelming.

When Yin XueLin saw this, his face started to pale, and he almost forgot to breathe.

"You… What are you doing..." More than ten seconds passed before Yin XueLin recovered
and went to hit JiHao’s hands in a hurry.

JiHao released his strength and took his hand back.

Yin XueLin covered his neck and coughed. There was confusion and anger in his eyes, as
well as a little fear. The moment his neck was grabbed, he really thought he was going to
die.

JiHao tilted his head, and lifted Yin XueLin's chin with his fingers. He carefully looked at his
neck. When the black mist in his eyes faded away, the light and warmth seemed to come
back again.

"I’m sorry. The way I acted towards you… Did you get angry?”

Yin XueLin looked at him.

"You see, I just pinched you a bit, and you already got angry and didn’t want to talk to me.
Maybe you’ll even subconsciously stay away from me in the future. If we beat up Ruan
MingChi, you think old Yu (Coach Yu) won’t know? Do you think he’s blind? Even if Ruan
MingChi doesn’t complain, old Yu will already know.”

At this point, JiHao's hand strength on Yin XueLin’s chin was a little stronger, and said, "At
that time, he’ll come to me to make trouble, and I’ll also drag you in. Does that sound good?”

Yin XueLin's adam's apple slipped and turned his head away, avoiding JiHao's gaze, and
whispered, "Okay, I get it. I understand."

JiHao took back his hand that was on top of Yin XueLin’s head and stepped back. He smiled,
“Do you want to go with me to find Ruan MingChi?”

Yin XueLin shook his head.

“Then I’m leaving now."

"......"

"En?"

"OK."

JiHao left, and went downstairs again.

At this time, the setting sun was slanting west, and the tide wind was blowing. Thick black
clouds blocked the sunlight, and only a hint of golden red appeared at the edges.

It was going to rain again tonight.

Ten minutes later, JiHao found Ruan MingChi in the multi-purpose building.

Ruan MingChi was focused on doing his homework.

There was no training today. Today was for the team members to rest and do their summer
vacation homework, but almost everyone was sleeping in the dorms. The summer vacation
homework was not going to be opened until the last minute.

But the children of poor families had to take care of the house since they were young. Ruan
MingChi not only arranged training tasks for himself, but also scheduled homework time.
He had to do homework every day. Although he didn’t do much of it, he still did some. Ruan
MingChi was self-disciplined and understood what he had to do to have a better future.

And when he was doing his homework, it coincided with the meal time of other people. He
traveled alone, seldom communicated with others, and was even a little rude.

JiHao remembers that in the book "Destination of Heavenly Sha", it wrote:

Guqin had seven notes.
宫 Gō ng (do-C), 商 shā ng (re-D), 角 jiǎ o (mi-E), 变徵 bià n zhēng (fa-F), 徵 zhēng (sol-G), 羽
yǔ (la-A), 变宫 bià n gō ng (ci-B)

The indifferent immortal Ruan always happily said, “There are the top three notes, the
bottom three notes and the middle note. I don’t think about the middle note. Music theory
is connected to humans, and their roads are also divided into three roads. This is
convenient for me and for others.” (3)

Immortal Ruan had a pair of skillful hands. When the most blandest tune in the world
encountered his hand, it would turn into a beautiful piece of music and circle around his
place for three days. In addition, he was elegant and upright. In the 100 years since he
became the leader of the Bu Si Liang sect, his integrity had been upright, and the students
of the sect had a reputation of doing justice in the mainland

Therefore immortal Ruan was asked to teach other sects, and he was given a name: LeZun.

What was Ruan MingChi’s character? In the book, it was written very clearly. He
understood propriety, self-discipline, elegant and was a gentleman.

Ruan MingChi in this small world was a little shadow of immortal Ruan, but the world was
entirely broken. This lonely state of isolated living reminded JiHao of an animal waiting in
the corner for death to approach.

JiHao had destroyed the Qin with one blow in the outside world, and even seriously
damaged Ruan MingChi’s three souls and four spirits. Now, it was still surviving, but it was
also just waiting to die.
......You can’t die. If you die, then wouldn’t I have to take the position of the ultimate villain and
fight with the protagonist. Was he crazy?

After no longer hesitating, JiHao stepped into the classroom.

He must put the strings back together and nourish it carefully.

Ruan MingChi sharply looked at him.

JiHao said, "Coach Yu told me to eat dinner with you."

Coach Yu, this big “white flag” was very useful.

Even though Ruan MingChi didn’t want to pay attention to JiHao, he asked suspiciously, "He
asked you to call me?”

"En, are you going or not?" JiHao looked him in the eye and straight-faced told a lie.

Ruan MingChi withdrew his eyes and answered JiHao with his forehead. Whatever Coach
Yu said to JiHao had nothing to do with him.

Jihao stood at the door and waited for a while, and finally walked in impatiently.

Seeing Ruan MingChi's hand holding the pen tighten, he looked up.

JiHao sat down in the seat in front of Ruan MingChi and smiled with his chin on his hand,
"Then you hurry up and finish. I’ll wait for you to finish and then go together."

"......"
(1) 热脸贴冷屁股. Cold ass but hot face. It means that you have been pleasing others, but
they are not willing to take care of you.
(2) 兄弟--XiongDi. If this was a cultivation world, they would have the same masters,
XiongDi is the younger one, has less experience. Also has the meaning of brother.
(3) 不思量的乐尊 阮上仙 素来心悦角音，他常言：“上三音，下三音，取之中途，为我不
思量中庸之道，乐理通人伦，留路三分，自己方便，也给他人方便. T/N: Idk lol

Chapter 3: Light Eyebrows are like the Autumn Water, and Jade Muscles are Accompanied
by the breeze
Under JiHao's burning watch, Ruan MingChi couldn't write a single word.
Even though he didn’t write, he didn’t get up either. JiHao didn’t move either. Just like that,
the two sat silently for 30 minutes.
"It's already 5:30. If it’s any later, the cafeteria will stop serving food.” JiHao took out his
phone and glanced at the time. Then he stretched his hand out to Ruan MingChi's
workbook and closed them.

He smiled, "Let’s go. After dinner, I’ll write with you"

Ruan MingChi stared at him.

"Let's go, let’s go." JiHao was not very good at communicating with people, but towards this
“Qin string”, he was willing to be more patient with it.

"Go ah." JiHao, who had already walked out the door turn to see that Ruan MingChi was still
standing. He simply stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and pulled him out.

"..." Ruan MingChi's eyes widened, he looked at JiHao, then at his own hand. He turned his
wrist, and he broke free.

"Aren’t you hungry?" JiHao asked knowingly.

"......"

"You already got up, how embarrassing is it to stand up, and then sit back down? Let's go,
don't be angry with me."

"......"

"You’re like a child."

Seeing JiHao smiling while saying these words, almost angered Ruan MingChi.

What’s wrong with this man?

But JiHao was right, it was really embarrassing to stand up and then sit right back. Only
kids did such a thing.

Thinking like this, Ruan MingChi turned to slowly tidy up the table, and then slowly
straightened up. JiHao was still waiting for him. Ruan MingChi tightened his mouth and
shoved his shoulder into JiHao’s before leaving.

The two entered the cafeteria one after the other. The red building was covered in green
foliage, and the rich fragrance of rice slowly leaked out.

During this time, only the auntie was still there. The food left in the basin could not cover
the bottom. When Ruan MingChi passed by, the auntie told him to serve himself. Ruan
MingChi filled the bowl up with food, chose a corner and sat down.

JiHao also sat opposite him with a full plate, he rested one hand on the table, and looked at
him sideways, "Do you like the food?"

"......"

"It’s a little oily, and the taste is heavy, but it's very delicious."

"......"

"I heard that your home is in City D. Do you take the highway home? How many hours is
it?"

"......"

Ruan MingChi swallowed the food in his mouth, frowned a little, and finally spoke: "What
the hell do you want?"

"To play with you," JiHao said.

Ruan MingChi's eyes were cold.

JiHao smiled: "You even believe this?"

"......" He was teased by JiHao’s gag (1).

"In two days, there is going to be a competition. Are you registering for it?"

"......"

"I plan to sign up. I didn’t participate in the past two years. This time I’m going to compete
in City A."

"......"

"At that time, do you want to go together?"

Ruan MingChi put his chopsticks down, picked up his plate and left. He was annoyed by
JiHao because he wasn’t able to finish his meal.

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi's awkward back and couldn't help laughing. He also followed
to put away his plate.

……
Back at the dormitory, Yin XueLin went back to bed again. This time, he didn't say hello.
When JiHao suddenly shot his hand to his neck, it gave the kid a shadow, thus creating a
little estrangement from JiHao.

Humans were just like this. When it was good, it was sweet. And when it was bad, it only
needed a little needle, to pierce the blood (2).

The relationship between roommates is not as strong as between lovers. But it was also
easier to rust because of the lack of stickiness.

JiHao had no patience with others. His mission was only the "Qin strings." It didn’t matter if
Yin XueLin had a different opinion of him. As long as he didn’t bully the "Qin strings”, he
wouldn’t do anything else to him.

Therefore, Yin XueLin did not speak, and JiHao did not speak. The three of them each did
their own thing, and the room was very quiet.

A little after 7 o'clock, there was suddenly a strong wind. It didn’t wait for the people
outside to return to the dorms, before the big raindrops came down.

JiHao originally thought it was going to rain in the middle of the night, but it actually fell in
the evening.

Yin XueLin screamed and jumped out of bed, "Clothes!"

While running out, he screamed to JiHao, "I’ll go out to get my clothes, and I’ll get yours
too."

JiHao reminded him, "There’s Ruan MingChi's sheets as well."

When Yin XueLin had already arrived at the door, he paused. The wind roared and the
raindrops “噼里啪啦” pīlipā lā on the glass. He could only rush out in a panic.

At this time, Ruan MingChi also jumped out of bed, put on his shoes and ran out.

When Ruan MingChi moved, JiHao also moved, he followed him and asked, "Why are you
going?"

Ruan MingChi didn't answer him, but it was not difficult to guess. He was unwilling to
accept other people’s feelings, and just wanted to keep his distance from everyone
wholeheartedly.

JiHao did not move aside for Ruan MingChi.

Qin strings, I don’t believe you can play solo!

"Oh right. You had washed the sheets, and you shoes. Then hung them out to dry. I already
shouted at Yin XueLin to bring it back for you. Slow down!”

Ruan MingChi rushed downstairs and ran into the wind and rain. He was fast, but JiHao
somehow followed him, and spoke evenly. His voice seemed to be right next to his ear. He
looked back at JiHao in surprise.

JiHao smiled.

"It's raining and slippery. If you twist your feet, you won’t be able to participate in the
youth group competition.”

Ruan MingChi returned to his senses, and unconsciously slowed down.

At the same time, they crossed over the flower bed and came to the playground for drying
clothes.

It had been raining these days, and it was difficult to get the sun today. It was also a day of
rest, so there were a lot of clothes hanging on the playground.

There were a group of people yelling from the dormitory shouting, "Help me get my
clothes, the red one is mine!"

"Help me get the sheets!"

"Over there, over there, the sheets are blowing on the ground!"

The wind and the rain was heavy, and the raindrops falling on the body faintly hurt. The
eyes could hardly be opened.

Ruan MingChi bypassed the two people and looked towards the place where he had hung
his sheets. The wire was empty. The next second, he saw Yin XueLin carrying shoes in his
hand running against the wind. He was holding in his arms, the bedsheet he had washed in
the morning.

Ruan MingChi hurried to take over his shoes. JiHao, who was one step behind, heard him
say "Thank you,” over the sound of the wind.

"No need." Yin XueLin waved his hand. He hugged the bed sheet and glanced at JiHao’s
face.Then he bowed his head and walked away quickly.

At this time, when JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi, he saw that the corners of his mouth were
tight, but it seemed to be a little softer, and there was a touch of warmth in his eyes.

JiHao's sense of accomplishment was almost overwhelming.

In the book, it said:
The WuHuaQin is an ancient artifact. It was tangible and it had a spirit. It was nourished by
immortal Ruan for more than 600 years. It was already integrated into immortal Ruan, and
JiHao broke the shell of WuHuaQin ’s soul and made it harder to repair. The broken spirit
returned to immortal Ruan’s sea of knowledge. If JiHao could make Ruan MingChi feel
"happiness", it would be nourished.

Reshaping the Qin was not impossible.

Immortal Ruan still survived, without the Qin.

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi ’s happy smile on his face. He was so happy that JiHao wished
to bring all the good things to him. He finally understood the satisfaction that the
protagonists in the various cultivation books felt after obtaining weapons and upgrading
their weapons with countless rare treasures.

The feeling of raising someone is really good.

JiHao was the last to return to the dormitory. He plucked his hair and slowly thought. First
he had to help with friendship, then help with family affection, and then finally love. He was
going to help the “Qin strings” find nourishing treasures.

However, when he finally entered the room, he found that the process was going to be quite
long and he had a long way to go.

Ruan MingChi and Yin XueLin, who were back in the dorm, were busy. No one spoke.
JiHao’s imagination of having suffered together and then talking was just like a fantasy. The
atmosphere in the dormitory was as cold as ever.

Well……

Forget it. It’s only the first day, take my time.

……

The next morning, JiHao was awakened by a whistle. JiHao turned over, thinking he was
snoring in the big bed at home. The uncle and aunts downstairs were singing and dancing
with a high pitch speaker, welcoming the new day.

"Hao'er? Get up!" Yin XueLin shook his bed.

JiHao returned to his senses and slowly opened his eyes.

Oh right, he was no longer the researcher who couldn't stop researching and calculated
every day. That was his previous life. Nor was it when he was demon. It was this life, where
he had to try to repair the “Qin strings” in this world of illusions.

Has our poor “qin string” gotten up yet?

JiHao opened the mosquito net and looked up.

The next bed was empty, but the blankets were neatly stacked on the pillows. The washed
white and blue checkered sheets looked very old, but they were very clean. This showed
the owner's frugality.

Unfortunately, even though Ruan MingChi tried to cover it up, others were still able to see
the words "poor" over his head. No need to see the person's family environment. Just by
looking at the clothes, you could see clearly.

When JiHao came down from the bed, Ruan MingChi just finished washing up, and opened
the wardrobe. The seemingly crowded wardrobe was mixed with winter and summer
clothes. At a glance, it was either the school uniform or a team uniform. While he was
rummaging through his clothes, JiHao even saw the school uniform of a certain county's
elementary school.

Looking down, he saw the white yellowed sneakers placed at the foot of Ruan MingChi's
bed. The leather around the corners were wrinkled and cracked.

The children nowadays are actually very realistic. If the people around them are poor, it's
not a big deal. But if his speech isn't sweet enough, and don't know how to bow down and
be soft. Without parental support, after being used by the coach as a "grinding stone", there
was no doubt his teammates were going to be hostile to him. (T/N: Grind stone to sharpen
the other players.)

Ruan MingChi silently put on his black, but now gray and hairy sweatpants. Put on the
yellowed sneakers and walked out without saying a word.

When JiHao withdrew his eyes, he saw Yin XueLin squinting at him. Yin XueLin complained,
"Even if I want to get along with him, I can't find a chance. This person, he doesn't let others
in. You didn’t see his look just now. It was as if he despised the world."

JiHao's movement to get up, was paused. He was correct. This indifferent immortal Ruan
looked at people exactly like that. His eyebrows are pale like the autumn water, his jade
muscles are accompanied by the breeze.

When he grew up, if he looked down at you in contempt, you’d still cry and be grateful in
return.
(1) 阮 and 玩 sound familiar.
(2) 只需要一根针就能扎的鲜血横流。T/N: hmm

Chapter 4: Little Immortal, What do You Think?

The storm lasted the entire evening, and then it turned into a drizzle. It stopped at
midnight.

The next day, JiHao went downstairs. It was rare to feel a hint of coolness during the
midsummer season. The sky was already bright, and the hazy morning sun hung on the
washed blue sky. Today was going to be a hot sunny day.

Coach Wu had already arrived. Today, he was wearing a white basketball vest. He stood on
the tracks with his hands on his hips, staring at the last two. "How old are you big lords?
Tell me, you guys all live together, but some can arrive early, and you guys arrive last! Is it
because I can't teach? If I can't teach, then go back home!"

Coach Yu made his hatred well known. JiHao looked at the angry Yin XueLin then looked at
Ruan MingChi.
Ruan MingChi's life in the provincial team was bad. He himself already had a lot of
problems, but Coach Yu's teaching method of "抛砖引玉-Throwing bricks to get jade" was
also a big problem. (T/N: Using RMC as the grindstone/brick, to sharpen others into a
jade.)

Ruan MingChi stood in line, concentrating on the pool of water. His expressionless face
gave people countless kinds of interpretations. From an observant person, this was a
haughty arrogant look.

After Coach Yu did his martial arts, and saw those two were in a state of unwillingness. He
was too lazy to bother with them. He waved his hands to bring them back to the team.

JiHao and Yin XueLin entered the provincial team at the same time two years ago. Their
sports performance was not too high, nor too low. The key point was that they were not
motivated. The only goal for them was to muddle along in the provincial team. Enter the
Provincial Sports Institute, and then retire.

Coach Yu also saw through the "old fashioned" mentality of these two people eating
together. If he said anything more, it was just a waste of his saliva and waved his hands at
them.

There were seven swimmers under Coach Yu. The oldest was CuiRong, 17 years old, and
the youngest was Ruan MingChi, at 15 years old. He had high hopes for his eldest and
youngest. He would show them his medals, and tell them to work hard.
Especially the youngest Ruan MingChi. The more Coach Yu expected from him, the more he
over-managed, and the more he crossed the line, causing public anger. JiHao didn't know
whether the old man knew about Ruan MingChi’s bad living environment. Maybe the coach
just didn’t care as long as he got good results.

Perhaps in the coach’s mind, the environment around Ruan MingChi was just “simple”,
which was more conducive to his achievements (1).

JiHao raised his eyebrows when he thought up to here.

Of course, teachers and students also have to brush up on each other’s relationship.

Coach Yu stood in front of the team holding a small notebook, and reading out the training
tasks for today’s morning exercises. After he finished speaking, he waved the book and said,
"Four laps, let's get started."

The team turned to the left, and ran out along the track. Other sports team members were
also exercising, and gradually, the formation became disordered.

Ruan MingChi, as always, ran at the forefront. His physical strength was quite good. After
all, he was the foundation of the small world. As long as he wanted to, he could become a
god on his own. But the strings did not have self-consciousness. They would only exist
according to the rules of this world.

Ruan MingChi, who learned to swim at the age of twelve, reached the standard of a
provincial athlete when he was fourteen. In Coach Yu’s mind, he was a gifted person!

Therefore, Ruan MingChi, who had good sports performance, must also be physically
active.

But today, JiHao, who always liked to run at the end, ran to Ruan MingChi's side, and the
two were almost running side by side.

He didn't speak, and Ruan MingChi couldn't even speak. The two ran for most of the lap.
When Ruan MingChi saw that JiHao who was running in the outer circle, was still with him,
he quietly increased his speed.

JiHao only followed suit.

Ruan MingChi glanced at him more. JiHao smiled a little and mouthed sorry.

Ruan MingChi ran faster and faster, and gradually became a little breathless. He was
turning red and looked coldly at JiHao, who was still running beside him. He tightened his
mouth.
JiHao deliberately gasped a little while talking, "Pay attention to your physical strength,
there are three laps left."

Ruan MingChi frowned, and shook his head. He always felt that listening to JiHao was as if
he was whispering into his ear. Now he’s panting and can’t speak. He didn’t know what it
was that was so uncomfortable. He was even feeling annoyed now. But when he looked
around, JiHao was still running in the next lane, far away from him.

Then, JiHao said, "Do you want to compete? To see who is faster?"

Nuan Mingchi naturally ignored him.

JiHao didn't care, he was only running with him. But Ruan MingChi didn’t realize it, but his
speed accelerated by a lot.

As a result, after four laps, the two of them ran faster than the others by half a lap, and it
was no problem to run long distances at this speed.

Ruan MingChi was the first to finish running. Coach Yu was not surprised, but seeing JiHao
come in second, he raised his eyebrows.

After waiting for everyone else to come over, Coach Yu announced his next item (plans).

JiHao performed well in every item. He was active and conscientious, and the quality of the
completion was good.

Everyone was watching JiHao. Someone came over and asked, "Did you take chicken blood
today?” (T/N: Why are you so excited today?)

JiHao replied, "I have plans."

"What? Plans?"

JiHao did not continue to explain, but soon everyone knew what “plan” he was talking
about.

After training, Coach Yu and the team went to the cafeteria for breakfast, and suddenly
turned around, "That’s right, in two days, it will be the competition to get the quota to join
the youth team. If you want to participate, please register with me."

"Me, coach, I want to participate." The first response was from CuiRong who had a few
pimples on his face. Coach Yu was not surprised. CuiRong was a bit ambitious and was
willing to try this career path. However, his swimming performance was really average. He
wasn’t willing to swim, it was estimated that if Coach Yu didn’t persuade him, he would
turn around to concentrate on studying.
Coach Yu was willing to give him a chance and nodded, "Ok, you can go try."

After saying this, Coach Yu’s eyes fell on the back of Ruan MingChi who was walking far
ahead. He waited for him to take the initiative to speak.

At this time, JiHao said behind him, "Coach, I will also want to participate."

Coach Yu turned back fiercely, with surprise written all over his face.

Other people in the team also looked over.

Someone came up and asked, "So this was what you planned to do."

JiHao looked at him.

The man laughed, "No wonder today you’re suddenly so active, 加油 jiā yó u (2)."

Coach Yu aske, "The youth team's quota competition? You want to participate? You want to
try?"

"That’s right, I want to give it a try." JiHao nodded. Ruan MingChi was definitely going to go
compete. For one month, he was going to have to follow him to "nourish" the Qin strings,
and God knows when the world was going to collapse.

Furthermore, it was difficult for these two people to be alone. With this, it would certainly
start up their friendship, and then open up his "spiritual appetite", and become eager for
more.

Coach Yu took a deep look at JiHao, and finally said, "Then you should also go try it."

CuiRong's achievements this year were particularly strong, hearing this, he smiled and said,
"Hao’er, what are you going to swim?"

"What's my main?" Looking at the confused JiHao, Coach Yu almost slapped him on the
JiHao's. Next second JiHao said, "I want to change, as long as it's not freestyle."

"Qin strings" also did freestyle. He was not interested in the "love and hate" dramas. He
avoided it as much as possible. In the future, they may still be able to swim relays together,
take a world championship together, and the favorability would undoubtedly rise?

Everyone else looked at JiHao, who was thinking hard, and smiled.

JiHao's swimming performance was really average.

He could enter the provincial team, but he didn’t stand out.

What was the standard of the teammates around him? Everyone clearly knew that if they
can rise, then they will rise. If they couldn’t, there was always a way out. The Provincial
Sports Team is a "big screen". It sifts out the crooked melons and split dates, and sends the
good ones to the national team. The bad ones would go to school and maybe work in the
sports circle.

JiHao, was a crooked melon that had already been screened away. No one thought he would
decide to go up.

CuiRong grinned, "Another item may be more suitable for you."

"Mmhmm." JiHao unconsciously nodded and said, "Ruan MingChi, come and sign up!"

Ruan MingChi actually turned around and walked back. He looked at Coach Yu and said, "I...
don't quite understand."

Coach Yu thought highly of Ruan MingChi and said, "Just swim your main."

"En."

JiHao was listening beside him and asked, "Coach, what do you think I should swim?"

Coach Yu didn’t want to talk to him. His results were not good, and he wanted to change his
main item. He had never seen a person who didn’t know that the sky was tall, and the earth
was deep. (T/N: The person didn’t understand the immensity of the universe.)

JiHao rolled his eyes and smiled at Ruan MingChi, "What do you think I should do?"

Ruan MingChi continued to ignore him, as if he could not hear.

"Let me see..."

……

JiHao thought about it the entire breakfast.

No one urged him, they all thought he was just playing around.

JiHao’s popularity in the provincial team was not bad. The key was that he wasn’t a threat
to them. His results were not very good. He was going to leave for school sooner or later.
There was no conflict of interest or competition, so they all got along peacefully.

CuiRong asked when he changed into his swimming trunks in the dressing room, "Have you
thought about it? What your main is going to be?"

JiHao shook his head, he had an indecisive look, and he looked a little busy.
The acne on CuiRong's face was very eye-catching, and his eyes crinkled, "There’s nothing
particularly outstanding about your butterfly or breaststroke. I am swimming in the
medley. If you want to swim in medley, I think this project is especially suitable for athletes
who are average in all aspects.”

JiHao said, "If I go swim, what are you going to do?"

CuiRong grinned, "There’s nothing wrong, you just keep swimming."

JiHao didn’t really have an idea, and he was interested in pulling Ruan MingChi into the
topic, so he asked, "Little immortal, what do you think?"

The young man's movements had always been fast, and now the swimming trunks had
already been replaced. When JiHao looked at him, he was lifting the swimming trunk and
with a downwards snap, "啪" pā , he let it go. He ignored him.

With that, the young man slammed the door of the locker, grabbed his goggles and cap in
hand, and left. JiHao retracted his gaze and put on his swimming trunks. Once he was ready
to go, he was caught by Yin XueLin.

"What did you call him?"

JiHao thought about it, "Little immortal Ruan. Isn't it cute?" In fact, when he opened his
mouth, he wanted to shout “Qin string”, but he thought it was inappropriate. He was
thinking of immortal Ruan, so the name just came out. It was a lot more convenient than
“Qin string”.

Little immortal. It sounded a little cute.

"呕!" Ǒ u! (T/N: onom. for vomiting.) Yin XueLin pinched his nose and rolled his eyes.

JiHao grinned and carried the person who was busy kneeling with goosebumps. The youth
had already gone, and he was no longer worried.

Authors note:
JiHao: Brushing up goodwill, but treated like a dog.
Ruan MingChi: Want to lick me? No way!
JiHao: Immortal, you really think too much. I can make you fall in love with me without
having to lick you.
(1) 阮明池身边的环境“单纯”一点，还更有利于他出成绩吧. T/N: Not sure if I translated
this right...
(2)加油 jiā yó u. Add oil. Word of encouragement. Like the korean word 화이팅
hwaiting/fighting. Or the American, 'Let's go!'
Chapter 5: The Smiling Mask was Taken Off to Reveal the Violent Emotions
When a group of people came out, Ruan MingChi was already doing warm-up exercises
alone. Coach Yu was sitting on the beach chair and only waved his hand to command the
swimmers what to do. JiHao and the others ran around the pool.

After the warm up there was a lecture. Coach Yu set up today's sets.
4x100 Freestyle
4x100 Breast stroke
4x100 Butterfly stroke
4x100 Back stroke
2x200 Medley
2x400 Medley

Finally Coach Yu said, "For those who signed up, they have to stay behind. JiHao, have you
decided?"

JiHao said, "200meter medley"

Coach Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Cui Rong.

Cui Rong smiled and said confidently, "I helped JiHao come up with the idea."

Coach Yu waved his hand, and said nothing more. He drove them towards the water.

The teammates in front were all in the water. Ruan MingChi, who was the first to launch,
had already swam 50 meters.

When JiHao stepped on the platform, he saw the water shaking and swaying.

"咻——" Xiū —— The shrill whistle sounded.

Coach Yu spread his arms and waved.

JiHao's body seemed to have its own conditioned reflex, and his body was bent and
tightened, and then his legs were forced. When he moved forward, he flew out.

JiHao's body seemed to have a mind of it's own. His body was bent and tightened, and then
his legs pushed off. When he moved forwards, he flew out.

哗啦——Huā lā —--
That midsummer morning, at 8:26, JiHao jumped into the water.

For a researcher who usually only trained his brain, this was so novel.

He never swam in the morning before.

As we all know, we should of course play in the water at noon when the water temperature
is just right. And then when you go ashore, hold a bottle of cola in one hand, and barbecue
in another. Then enjoy sunbathing.

In JiHao's previous life, he was good at swimming. Good at doggy paddling, that is. He
thought he was swimming in a chic style and could pick up a girl.

It was not until he became a swimmer that he knew how ignorant he was in the previous
life.

This body came with a swimming buff. His shoulders were wide, his legs were long and his
muscles were full of energy. Whether he paddled, kicked or twisted for breath, he was at
ease. With just a couple of casual strokes, he was able to move meters away. Occasionally
he would turn sideways to breath. The scenery quickly retreated, as if he was racing like a
flying fish.

When he reached the end of the 25 meters, his body naturally pressed the shoulders down
and rolled forward. With a snap, his legs tapped on the wall and he twisted back out. When
he was in the water, with just 3 butterfly strokes, his head cleared the water and the sound
of water returned to his senses.

While swimming halfway, JiHao’s eyes collided with Ruan MingChi who was resting on the
edge. The boy was thing and had a thin layer of muscles, but the moisturized eyes were
beautiful, like a pair of black grapes with water drops hanging onto them. The pupils were
large, and the nose and lips were very plump. It can be seen that when he grew up, he was
going to be beautiful.

But in the end it was different from the immortal Ruan, in that it lacked the immortal spirit
that comes out of the dust.

JiHao raised his hand and flicked the little immortal Ruan’s forehead.

Ruan MingChi's eyes widened and he looked at him in surprise and anger.

JiHao grinned, this was the difference. If Ruan Shangxian was replaced with the immortal, it
was estimated that Heavenly Righteousness would have already struck. At this moment, it
was replaced by this child, and he could only wait for him, and only at him.

The angry Ruan MingChi said, "You are sick!"

"Are you going to watch?"

"You!"

"En?" JiHao looked at him expectantly and wanted to stimulate him some more.

Ruan MingChi, however, straightened his lips, and walked out of the pool.

Yin XueLin, who was resting, saw this scene and swam over from the next lane, "Hao’er,
lately, what have you been doing? Signing up for the youth training team, and Ruan
MingChi... this kind of person, even if you said 3 sentences, he would treat it as fart. Why
are you saying useless things to him. Just beat him up once and it will all be good.”

JiHao looked at this guy who remembered to eat but didn’t remember when he was beat.
(T/N: Did not learn his lesson.) JiHao raised his hand and stretched it towards Yin XueLin’s
neck, and threateningly said, "Do you want to come again?"

Yin XueLin froze for a moment, scolded vaguely, and turned around and swam out.

JiHao closed his hand, but also felt a little helpless.

Ruan MingChi's character was really difficult to get close to. If a fight would close the gap,
he would have already done it. The key was that he can't fight, not only can he not fight, but
he also had to pamper him.

JiHao accepted the tyrannical thoughts in his heart and repeatedly reminded himself that
the protagonist could not be offended by him, and that the master could not be offended
either. If he didn’t want to die, then he had to spoil the master to death!

Throughout the morning training, JiHao did not make any special arrangements. He trained
with everyone, mainly to familiarize himself with his body. After waiting for everyone to
finish training, they took a break from the water for 10 minutes. Coach Yu then blew his
whistle to start the test.

The "National Youth Summer Training Team" is available every year, but the quota was
limited. Each province was given 10 quotas. The men and women's team were divided first.
Then the youth and junior groups were divided again. Finally, in the end, they were each
given only 2 quotas.

There were more monks, than the given flesh (1).Everyone around them were enemies.

Coach Yu had seven team members, and three of them were taking the test.

Ruan MingChi was only half a month away from being fifteen years old, and by the time it
was to compete in the nationals, he would be just the correct age. Cui Rong represented the
youth group. Others thought Jihao was doing this just for fun. Even if he and Cui Rong were
standing on the same platform, no one was taking him seriously.

Coach Yu announced the beginning of the competition. The first one to go up was always
Ruan MingChi. He swam freestyle, had a good short distances burst, and had good lung
capacity for long distances. As the "protagonist of the world", Ruan MingChi clearly had a
golden finger.

He was almost fifteen years old, took the test alone, and still swam dazzling results.

Coach Yu said aloud, "Ruan MingChi, 55.23!"

Junior group, fifteen years old, this score was simply too good.

"Keep it well, and when you grow up, just enter the professional level." Coach Yu said aloud.
He wished the whole swimming pool heard him shouting.

Then Cui Rong and JiHao stood on the starting platform.

His teammates were still jokingly saying, "Hao’er, jiayou!"

JiHao smiled, and moved his shoulders. When he was turning his shoulders around, his
momentum also became inexplicably strong. The eyes behind the black goggles were as
dark as black ink.

The others were far apart, so they didn't notice it, but Ruan MingChi, who had just gotten
up from the water, walked past JiHao, and stopped without knowing what happened. His
eyes fell on JiHao's back, on his shoulders, and finally on the side of his face. He quietly
looked at him for some time, and after some time he recovered and realized… JiHao seems
to be a little different from what he remembered.

But to say what was specifically different, he couldn’t say it either.

So.

It was probably an illusion.

"咻咻." Xiū xiū . Coach Yu blew his whistle to remind them that the medley was about to
begin.

Ruan MingChi withdrew his eyes, and walked away.

The 200 meter medley soon finished, JiHao did not swim well or badly. When he started
swimming, he didn’t think it was necessary to waste any more energy. So he didn’t even use
50% of his strength.
In the end, JiHao was slower than Cui Rong by one whole body at the finish line. One whole
body had a difference of more than a second. In a swimming competition where every
minute counted, this was a big gap.

Cui Rong, smiled while holding the waterline, "You swim well."

Look at that smile, it's almost inflated.

JiHao was not interested in proving himself, smiled, turned and walked away.

When he came ashore, everyone seemed to take this result for granted. Coach Yu also called
the two over with a light expression and told them their times, explained some precautions,
and then let them go.

A group of people entered the locker room, each went to the shower room first to wash
their bodies. Today, JiHao did not wear a swimming cap, and since there were too many
chemicals added to the pool, he had dyed his hair for free. He didn’t like it, so he took a
longer time.

When he went out, the other team members had already changed their clothes and were
chatting happily. JiHao didn't know what they were talking about before, but he heard his
name being mentioned.

Someone said, "Hao'er, that was a boring accompaniment.”

"Yeah, I was looking forward to it before. He was going on about a plan, and I thought he
was going to change. At the end, I thought there was going to be a counterattack."

"Forget it, it’s impossible."

JiHao walked out with a towel in his hand. Everyone had a clear view of his body, and he
was not uncomfortable at all. His body was long and wide, with clear cut muscles. The
moment he stepped out, the locker room was quiet for a moment.

"Don't talk about gossip behind someone’s back. Listen to me carefully" JiHao glanced
around, and finally looked at Cui Rong with a grinning, and said, "I didn’t swim at my max
yet, next time it will be real."

In fact, the scene was quite awkward. There was nothing malicious about everyone talking
about this topic. It was just a joke, but when the person heard it and repeated it, everyone's
face was a little off.

In the end, JiHao was even provoked a bit.

Cui Rong pursed his lips and smiled, "I really look forward to it."
CuiRong was obviously unhappy. JiHao's words were provocative and everyone could hear
it.

After speaking, Cui Rong added another sentence, "Is the quota so easy to get? I haven't
gotten it in so many years."

JiHao opened the locker and said without looking back, "Of course a person who doesn’t
have enough strength, won’t be able to get it.”

"..." Cui Rong couldn't laugh, this sentence was utterly embarrassing, and he was angry,
"Since you have so much strength, why have you never entered the national competition
and participate in it before?"

JiHao took out his clothes and pants and closed the door of the locker. He turned his head
and looked deeply into CuiRong’s eyes. He didn’t speak, but only grinned. Everyone felt like
his teeth were like sharp beasts’. Then he slowly said, word by word, "How do you know
that I can't get it?"

Cui Rong was looked at with those eyes, and he was almost convinced for a moment. Then
he came back to himself, "ha! World champion? Fool!" He looked at JiHao contemptuously
and left.

A group of people followed Cui Rong out, and the locker room was half empty, leaving Yin
XueLin and JiHao looking at each other. Ruan MingChi stood beside the door.

Ruan MingChi did not speak. He only gave JiHao a deep look, then turned and also left.

The remaining Yin XueLin said, "You… This... Why are you saying these words? Is it fun to
fan the fire? You’ve been really weird since yesterday, can’t we be normal?"

JiHao didn't speak, since Ruan MingChi was no longer around. He was too lazy to put on his
smiling mask. Underneath there was a tyrannical emotion in his eyes. He licked his teeth
and slowly put on his clothes.

Although he didn't want to provoke anyone deliberately, this feeling of being looked down
on was really unpleasant.
(1) 僧多肉少. There is a small amount of "things", but a lot of people want it. The majority
of them won't meet the requirements.

Chapter 6: Immortal, was Yesterday's Popsicle Tasty?

In the next 2 days, even other teams found something to be strange in Coach Yu's team.
The age distribution of players in Coach Yu's team was relatively even. Apart from Ruan
MingChi, the relationship between the players was pretty good. Everywhere they went,
they were usually with the same people. But in the past few days, the 4 people from
CuiRong's dorm hung out together. Then JiHao and Yin XueLin were together, and Ruan
MingChi acted alone.

The team broke up in a flash.

"What is this situation? Did you guys quarrel with Hao'zi?"

Every time they were asked this question, CuiRong and his friends would smile and shake
their heads, "No, we didn't."

They didn't quarrel. It’s just that they didn’t even say half a sentence more, but it wasn’t the
same anymore. What an interesting person (JiHao)

Even Yin XueLin said, "Hao'er, should we go over to CuiRong's dorm to play? Everyone
hasn't played cards together in a while. Since we don't have training tomorrow, we could
play a little bit today."

JiHao put down his magazine and shook his head, "I'm going to do my homework in a while.
Not going out."

"Do what homework? When we go back, let's just find LinHong and copy from him."

"It's not necessary. When I'm done, I'll let you copy mine."

Yin XueLin was anxious, "You know that's not what I'm talking about. Don't you want to
mend the relationship? Let's go."

JiHao waved his hand away, "I'm not going. It's not like I did anything wrong."

"You... this..." Yin XueLin wanted to get angry, but deflated after thinking on it. "Forget it, I'll
go over there to sit for a bit, and see what they are doing. So weird."

JiHao picked up his magazines and blocked Yin XueLin's mouth. With his smiling eyes, he
said, "XueLin, you are really like my girlfriend."

"Roll!"

Yin XueLin left and locked the door. It isolated JiHao from the noise of the outside world.
The summer cicadas were outside the window squeaking, "吱吱吱" zhī zhī zhī. The room
was stuffy, with the cold light shining from above. JiHao tilted his head to look at Ruan
MingChi who was writing hard at work.

"Little immortal Ruan," he shouted, "You see, we are 2 people connected by the same fate.
Can't we work together?"

Little immortal Ruan lowered his head to press against the desk and didn't respond.

JiHao pushed off from his toes, and slid his computer chair over to Ruan MingChi. Then he
stopped. Not far, but not close either. Just outside the forbidden area around Ruan
MingChi.

His sight fell on the hot sweat dripping down from the teenager and after thinking about it.
He got up and left.

After coming back from downstairs, JiHao carried a bag of old popsicles. First he went to
CuiRong's dorm. Each person got 1. After eating a little sugar, the atmosphere warmed up a
little.

Yin XueLin ate the popsicle and went back to the dorm with him. While sucking on it he
said, "Still saying it doesn't matter? Who are you? For who are you eagerly buying these
popsicles for?"

JiHao smiled and took out the last 2 popsicles from the plastic wrap. He seemed to
randomly throw one over to Ruan MingChi and casually said, "I bought it for myself and
Ruan MingChi. Why are you so prideful (1)?"

"Stop avoiding me. Who still doesn't know the other?"

"I really don't," Jihao leaned against the bedpost and tapped on Ruan MingChi's table,
"Hurry up, or else it will melt."

Ruan MingChi maintained his homework posture, but JiHao could clearly see the black
dewy eyes glued to the popsicles. And just now, he saw him gulp a couple times.

JiHao pursed his lips. He tore open his popsicle and put the creamy white popsicle in his
mouth. The wrapping made a crinkling sound and he continued, "Life is long and boring. I
want to stay in this world all my life, so I should start preparing earlier. I don’t want to be a
salted fish." (T/N: Don’t want to be a loser.)

"Your enlightenment is really high." Yin XueLin couldn't understand the deep meaning in
these words, and he laughed, "My ideal life is to be a salted fish."

JiHao just laughed, and gave Ruan MingChi a glance.

Ruan MingChi was still writing with his head down, ignoring the old popsicle at hand. JiHao
didn’t urge him. He turned back to his seat, kicked his feet off, and he returned to his desk.
He opened his summer homework. One hand held the popsicle, and the other held his pen,
jotting down his notes.
The sound of tearing a wrapper came from next door.

It was followed by the sound of someone sucking on the popsicle.

These sounds were deliberately suppressed, careful. Like a little mouse coming out to
probe.
JiHao chuckled, and twirled his pen around. In front of the former god of learning, these
summer vacation assignments were like kindergarten homework.

In 2 hours, all the summer vacation homework was finished.

JiHao dropped the pen, closed the books and stretched as he got up.

It was already a little late. The other 2 already went to bed and laid down. Yin XueLin slept
on a mat with a small electric fan in his hands. When he got up, he said aloud, "It's so hot,
I'm going to die!"

On the other hand, Ruan MingChi slept on thin cotton wool and seemed to be asleep. But
the midsummer dorm without any wind to move the air around was really sad. Ruan
MingChi's flesh was in direct contact with the bed sheets, and JiHao could feel the pain from
a distance.

He had to think of a solution. These days, it has really been too hot.

Yin XueLin shouted from behind, "Don't rush to bed first. Listen to my advice. Take a cold
shower first." Then he paused, "How come you don't have any sweat? Isn't it hot?"

Jihao had intended to go directly to bed. He stopped when he heard Yin XueLin talking. "It's
hot. If I were to buy an air conditioner, would Lao Yu agree?"

"Has he not wanted to kill you enough (2)?"

"Why is it that we don't have a single fan in the dormitory?"

"Because the fan can't satisfy everyone. If the fan doesn't reach you, you'll get angry. If it
doesn't reach me, I'll get angry. Since we keep fighting over it, it (the fan) can only decide to
commit suicide."
JiHao was amused, and from afar, he could hear a chuckle from the bed over.

In the end, JiHao went to take a cold shower and then turned the dorm lights off.

The extinguished lights also seemed to take away some of the unbearably high
temperature. When JiHao laid down on his bed, he heard a timid soft voice by his head,
"Thank you."

The voice was very light. It was hidden in the wind, and it seemed to blow away with it.
But JiHao's ears were sharp and he heard it. "You're welcome," he said.

He wasn't sure what Ruan MingChi was thanking him for, but it didn't matter. He took the
initiative to speak to him, and this was a good start.

……

The next day, it was the competition.

The team's trial started at 9am in the morning. Without morning exercise. But because he
needed to warm up, he also couldn't wake up late.

JiHao's biological clock make him wake up at the end of the day. For a moment, he could not
tell who he was. A researcher who inverted day and night, or a celestial demon who had
been messing around in the previous life. In the end, he remembered that he was just JiHao.

When he woke up, there was slight movement in the next bed, and he looked up.

Through the hazy mosquito net, he saw Ruan MingChi sitting cross legged on the bed,
folding the blankets. His movements were very light, as if he was used to living silently.
When he got down from the bed, he walked carefully to the bathroom and silently locked
the door. He was careful to not bother the others.

The snoring sound from Yin XueLin completely roused JiHao awake. He thought about it,
jumped out of bed and lightly walked over to the bathroom door. He lightly knocked on the
door, "叩叩叩！" Kò u kò u kò u!

Ruan MingChi opened the door in surprise. His eyes were wide open, and he held the black
toothbrush in his hand. His mouth already had white foam. "Well?"

The bulging cheeks made him look like a little hamster. Jihao deliberately didn't talk. He
went to the toilet, peed, flushed, and washed his hands all in one smooth movement. He
occasionally looked up to see the nervous teenager in the mirror and couldn't hold back.

The bathroom was too small. The two were crowded in front of the small sink. The heat
was still steaming during midsummer. Both of them didn't put on their clothes for the time
being, and their arms would occasionally touch. They could feel the heat and sweat of the
other.

"Why did you wake up so early?" JiHao's eyes fell on the bathroom mirror and calmly
asked.

Ruan MingChi lowered his eyes, avoiding JiHao's gaze, "Morning exercise."

"There's no morning exercise."

"The competition."

"Oh... Later let's do morning exercise together."

When Ruan MingChi raised his eyes, JiHao almost heard the words he wanted to say, but in
the end didn't say. His eyes drooped slowly, and he also brushed his teeth slowly.

This was tacit consent.

JiHao chucked in his heart.

Immortal, was the popsicle last night, delicious?

The 2 finished washing and went downstairs. They walked in the direction of the sports
ground, 5 meters apart. They didn't walk fast, nor did they talk. During this time, Ruan
MingChi would glance behind him and see JiHao's smiling face.

The rising sun shined on his face, and the golden light that came from his eyes were very
warm.

Ruan MingChi turned his head back around. Although he didn't say a word, his pace eased
slightly.

There were a lot of people on the sports ground today. The track and field team were
running the stairs. The basketball team and football team were lining up to run laps. The
badminton team and table tennis team were performing frog jumps, squat jumps, push-ups
and other things at the edge of the sports field.

No one came from the swimming team today.

All of them were still halfway to adults. Who would get up to do voluntary training? They
had been waiting for this opportunity to sleep in for a long time. Who would come?

Only Ruan MingChi.

Looking at the teenager who started running on the tracks, JiHao raised his eyebrows.

Immortal Ruan was a hardworking and talented young man who trained for himself.

JiHao didn't expect the track to be a little full. The two ran back and forth. They ran around
the 400 meter track 4 times. When Ruan MingChi stopped, JiHao also stopped. They did the
training according to their usual training habits. When the sun rose completely, they finally
stretched.

Ruan MingChi pressed his shoulder for a bit. He felt that the training was not enough. He
frowned at JiHao and wanted to talk. JiHao wanted to wait for him to open his mouth. But
who knew that his lips would just twitch and then turn to leave.

"Little immortal, could you help me?" JiHao opened his mouth before he left, "How can I put
pressure on myself? Can you help me use some force? I’ll get you another popsicle."

JiHao estimated that Ruan MingChi already wished to puke up the popsicles at this time
and return it to him, but at the end he still said, "...Okay."

JiHao walked up to Ruan MingChi, who had turned his back to him. This exposed his
slender neck. Because of the indoor swimming training all year round, his skin looked like
snow. The way he folded his arms, made him look like a swan. Very beautiful, and very
fragile.

JiHao grasped his hands and wrists and exerted a little force.

The black fog at the bottom of JiHao’s eyes surged up again.

Author's note:
JiHao: You have to thank me.
Ruan MingChi: For what? If it's because of the popsicle...
JiHao: Can't you see? I'm helping you with your hatred!
Ruan MingChi: I thought it was peacocks opening their feathers. (T/N: Someone showing
off.)
(1) 你得意个啥. T/N: Halp, don't get.
(2) 抽不死你. Expression of wanting to beat up someone, but not to kill. T/N: I understand,
but don't understand "抽不死你丫的."

Chapter 7: Successfully Helped Brush up the Master-Student Relationship

In the next second, JiHao released his hands and stepped back.

The teenager stood up and turned back in surprise, "You're still able to use force?"

JiHao laughed, "I can use just enough force, using too much is as bad using too less (1)."

The teenager pressed his shoulders, nodded and said, "Let's go back now."

The lagging JiHao smiled, and kept himself alert.

In the first world, he ran around as the demon, but he collapsed before he could even stand
firm. In that small world, he was rejected and killed by immortal Ruan's force. Later, he
spent a lot of his blood and energy to open up a second world. He was in the second world
for a total of 1 day, before he was spit out by his "dear friend" Ruan, who waved his sword
at their first meeting.

This was the 3rd small world.

A modern society that was bland and unremarkable. Human beings lived and worked in
peace.

It's not hard to deal with the simple and excessively weak immortal Ruan. What was
difficult, was how to control himself and restrain the power of the demon.

So far, it has been 5 days. Everything has been fine.

Walking along the long and lazy slope, you could already see the canteen at the bottom of it.
A lot of the team members were leaving, after eating.

JiHao walked down with sweat still hanging on his forehead. In the sultry summer, when
the sun came out. It was like turning the oven on.

Ruan MingChi walked half a step in front of him. A thin layer of sweat caused the t-shirt to
adhere tightly to his beautiful butterfly bone. As he lifted his feet up and down, it seemed to
make small wings waving.

Footsteps entered his ears, and JiHao withdrew his eyes to look at the sound it was coming
from. It was Coach Yu.

Coach Yu was on duty last night. He had a look of “I just woke up” face. His eyes were
puzzled and he circled around the two of them. He asked, "Just woke up?"

JiHao said, "I went out to do some exercise."

"You two?" Coach Yu didn't believe it, but seeing the sweat on their forehead, he had to
believe it.

"Today is an important day, so we’re being very careful."

"That's right, it's good to be ambitious and know how to work hard." Coach Yu nodded
happily. "You are still small now and like to play, but you won’t be young forever. You will
understand that hard work will really pay off."

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi with a smile and said, "That's right. If it wasn’t because the
Coach arranged for Ruan MingChi to live in our dormitory. I guess I’d still be living in
ignorance."
Ruan MingChi raised his eyebrows.

Coach Yu froze for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Ruan MingChi does insist on self-
discipline, I’ve repeatedly said this point, and you finally understand it."

"I understand, so I’m willing to work hard." JiHao gave Ruan MingChi the credit for his
change and explained the reason for his change.

Coach Yu was full of anticipation for Ruan MingChi. Now, seeing that what he did could
move others, his eyes on Ruan MingChi became soft and could not be any more softer.

He smiled happily, "For today's game, you have to work hard! You have to be a good role
model."

Ruan MingChi was confused by the sudden honor and expectation, but he still nodded, “En.”

JiHao, who successfully brushed the "Qin strings" relationship with the coach, felt deeply
accomplished. Then he continued to say, "Coach, if our team enters the quota this time, is
there any reward?”

"Reward?" Coach Yu didn’t reject JiHao's behavior of asking for a reward, but thinked
seriously.

JiHao then said, "I want to eat coach’s mom’s dumplings. Nice and hot, is that okay?"

Coach Yu froze for a moment, then laughed, "Okay!"

……

At 8:20 in the morning.

At the S provincial swimming pool.

The leaders of the Provincial Swimming team came and sat in a row at the grandstand. The
provincial reporter also came with a camera hanging around his neck. While watching the
preparations of the various departments at the pool, he interviewed the general coach of
the provincial team.

Yin XueLin and JiHao came out together, and was still complaining, "Why didn't you wake
me up to go training with you?"

"If I called, would you have gotten up?"

"You didn't even try, how would we have known?"

"Then next time, I'll try to."

"Pay me back!"

Yin "baby" was a little angry today and needed to be appeased. But this didn't matter to
JiHao. He turned to look at Ruan MingChi who was a step behind, "Do you have to enter the
water today?"

Ruan MingChi nodded, turned and walked to the pool. He found a lane to jump into
casually. His smooth and slender body had a halo around his body in JiHao's eyes. He
looked like a jumping mermaid.

After he heard the sounds of splashing, JiHao looked back at Yin XueLin and said, "You have
the time to complain, but still not entering the water? Hurry up!"

JiHao slapped YinXueLin with his swimming goggles. Yin XueLin jumped up and down
while covering his buttocks. He fiercely plunged into the water. When he resurfaced, he
accused him, "Hao'er, you've changed. You are cruel and unreasonable."

JiHao sneered, turned around and walked to the bench. He sat up straight like a sword,
without any thoughts of warming up.

This movement attracted the leaders in the stands.

The reporter who was interviewing the leaders, still remembered JiHao from something
and asked, "This year, is JiHao also competing?"

"En." The head coach's gaze was at a loss at the moment. Technically, he shouldn't be here
at all. The child weighed on his mind a lot. His grades weren't very good, and the team had
given up on him a long time ago. He was about to enter senior year and complete the
training. So the head coach never had any high expectations for him.

"What competition is he participating in?" The reporter asked.

"Uh...." He didn't know and hesitated, "Freestyle?"

"Oh yes, JiHao's main was the short distance freestyle." The reporter nodded and asked
more questions, "I heard that we have a very talented kid in our team this year. Where is
he?"

The head coach knew who he was talking about and looked at Ruan MingChi, "Over there."

At 8:30, the coach whistled to clear the field. The athletes in the water came out.

Both the men's and women's team were there, but it wasn't a lot of people. The youth
team's selection competition was only for teenagers, so the adult group took a half day
vacation this morning. They were all still in bed.

The selection competition began.

The females in the junior group went first.

50 meters Freestyle
100 meters Freestyle
200 meters Freestyle

Compared to the men's competition, it was quite fast.

Then it was the males junior group.

50 meters Freestyle, but JiHao didn't move.

100 meters Freestyle, but JiHao still didn't move.
200 meters Freestyle, he still didn't move.

After the 200 meter freestyle players had already stepped on the platform, the reporter
couldn't help but ask, "I remember JiHao's main was the freestyle."

The head coach was also a little embarrassed and a little unhappy. He fake smiled, "That's
right, but he probably changed it."

"Oh."

Sure enough, while waiting for the women's team to do the medley, JiHao finally left his
seat.

There were a lot of people moving to stand up at this time. At a glance, there were 6 people,
including CuiRong and JiHao.

The head coach hurriedly said, "Medley."

And the reporter cooperated, "Well, the medley..... CuiRong would probably win this one."

"CuiRong is very talented, and the results should be up to par this year."

"Oh."

In order to save time, the youth group and the junior group were to compete at the same
time. 4 from the youth group, and 2 from the junior group. The children were very sensible.

They consciously chose the two outside lanes. When the other two youths saw CuiRong,
they gave up. When the coach whistled for preparation, CuiRong naturally took lane 4.
There were people on the 3rd and 5th lane, so JiHao casually took lane 2 and walked over.

"二" (two) if used as an adjective in China, is a derogatory term (2). CuiRong was a bit
confused with his choice in lane. His eyebrows were raised, but the corners of his mouth
were hooked slightly. Then he jumped into the water first.

The first 50 meters of the medley was the backstroke, and they started in the water.

The referee blew his whistle and the players all got into the water. JiHao didn't jump in
right away like everyone else. He took a deep breath, and then jumped into the water. He
began to wet his entire body. Then he turned around and grabbed the handle under the
diving platform. He stepped on the pool wall with his feet.

“咻--” Xiū -- This was the preparation whistle.

JiHao's arm lifted his body from the water, curled up in a circle, tightly stretched, like a bow
ready to go.

“咻--” Xiū -- A short whistle sounded.

Everyone at the same time resembles a flying fish, it was as if they were going to fly away.

The calm water was filled with huge waves, and then they broke through!

They were all swimming their best, the water in the swimming pool was surging and the
waves were rolling, but the strength between the youth group and the junior group was
obvious. Soon the four people in the middle stood out, leaving the youth group players on
both sides.

In a flash, the 50 meters backstroke came to an end. The four members of the youth group
all rolled over almost at the same time and then kicked out.

"Yo, the speed is the same." The people on the shore were talking.

"Is JiHao keeping up?"

This time there were countless eyes watching this game. Coach Yu was the most tense. He
walked on the shore with a stopwatch. He had two swimmers in this competition. If he
losed first place, then it was he would be laughed at.

Yin XueLin also stood on the shore with the rest of the team and stretched his neck to look.
Although everyone said that JiHao was talking big, and even he was not so optimistic. He
still hoped for JiHao to do well in the competition. Even if he couldn’t win, he could still get
a good result.
Plus the coaches, team members and leaders were paying attention to the game, their eyes
were gathered in the pool. No one paid attention to when Ruan MingChi's had left his seat.
He looked at a person in the pool with cold eyes.

After walking by the pool, Coach Yu looked at the stopwatch in his hand, and then looked
back at the swimmers in the water. He unconsciously followed the backstroke and then
followed the breaststroke.

Lane three and five were a little behind on the breaststroke. CuiRong was taking the lead.
Eh? It seemed that JiHao was also in the front?

Coach Yu narrowed his eyes, and tried to see the difference. He unknowingly entered the
rest area of the team members, and the chattering floated up to his ears.

"Wow, did you see? Even during breaststroke he was able to keep up?"

"It seems to be the same speed?

"JiHao must really want to beat CuiRong."

"Don't talk nonsense. Do you see the height of his arms? I think Hao'er's lungs are
exploding right now."

Coach Yu considered these words. The backstroke was flat. He understood that. The
breaststroke was also flat. He could understand that too. He understood that due to his final
struggle, it stimulated his potential.

But what about the next butterfly and freestyle? Swimming is a race against the clock.
CuiRong always had good physical control. Just how far ahead would he be when it was the
butterfly stroke?

There were a lot of people who thought the same as Coach Yu.

Then they changed to the butterfly stroke and they pushed out of the water.

They were still equal?

The butterfly stroke makes the body wavy, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
CuiRong swam fierce, like a tiger coming down the mountain. JiHao swam extremely lightly,
like a butterfly dancing on water.

"哗啦——哗啦——" Huā lā ——huā lā —--

They had already swam 25 meters of the butterfly stroke, but the speed was still almost the
same.
This! This is impossible!

JiHao, how could he still have the physical strength?

Coach Yu glanced at the stopwatch in his hand, then at the 2 people in the pool. His
eyebrows raised in surprise.

"JiHao, let's go!" Suddenly, Yin XueLin had chicken blood rush to his head, and he rushed
out and shouted (3).

Coach Yu was taken aback. His stopwatch almost fell into the water, but he could care less
at this time. At this moment, a layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared on his body. JiHao
really wanted to go to the youth group by butterfly stroke and the medley. He really wasn't
joking!

"Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!" Yin XueLin increased his voice and came running.

After the other 25 meters, JiHao finished swimming the most tiresome butterfly stroke, but
he still maintained full physical strength.

Next, they both touched the wall at the same time.

Turned around and both feet touched the walls.

With a kick, it turned into freestyle.

The 50 meter freestyle was now here!

Freestyle, the fastest stroke.

Water splashed everywhere.

The 2 people chased after each other.

Coach Yu unconsciously pinched the stopwatch in his right hand. The pace under his feet
accelerated, chasing after the 2.

Yin XueLin went to the half line and shouted himself hoarse, "JiHao! Come on! Let's go! Let's
go!"

Author's note:
JiHao: I, am the gong, kneel down.
(1) 过犹不及. Going too far is as bad as not going far enough. Just right, is good.
(2) It's used as ridicule. T/N: Another online user said, "2D girls don't complain but 3D girls
do." But this has completely nothing to do with the story. Moving on...
(3) 突然鸡血浇头的殷学林. Chicken blood rushed to Yin XueLin's head. T/N: I particularly
like this phrase, so I kept it as such. It means that Yin XueLin got super excited.

Chapter 8: Therefore I Should Maintain My "Dad Mentality"

Everyone saw with their own eyes. JiHao who had been chasing after CuiRong tightly was
behind by the length of a finger?

No! It was the length of a whole palms difference.

Wow, now it was the length of a whole arm.

In the last 20 meters, everyone witnessed a miracle.

Yin XueLin followed JiHao and shouted all the way. Coach Yu was too focused to look
elsewhere. The teammates of another dorm also rushed over to see. Their faces were in
disbelief.

"CuiRong! Hurry up! You're going to lose! Faster!"

CuiRong was older than JiHao by 2 years. But he still couldn't beat him in his own main
event. How humiliating was that?

It really made people anxious for him. How they wished they could jump into the water and
drag him to the finish line.

"CuiRong! What are you thinking!? Charge forward!"

Yin XueLin screamed excitedly, "Hao'er! Let's go! You can keep it going! Let's win! Win!"

"Keep on going forward! Charge!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The internal testing made the atmosphere at the swimming pool very warm. The students
under Coach Yu, stood on the side of the swimming land and shouted excitedly.

The head coach even closed his mouth to watch the game intently with the reporter.

JiHao and CuiRong were going at the same speed?

Was JiHao originally so good at the medley?

Looking at this situation, wasn’t JiHao going to win?

The atmosphere got hotter.

Even Ruan MingChi stood up excitedly.

CuiRong accelerated.

But then JiHao also accelerated.

In the last 10 meters, JiHao led ahead of CuiRong by an arm.

He was still ahead of him by an arm at 5 meters.

This competition was too obvious!

Then, everyone saw that JiHao actually swam into the 3 meter line with half an arm
difference. He definitely touched the wall first!

He finished!

He really won!

JiHao then raised his head from the water to hear Yin XueLin calling his name. He turned to
look.

Yin XueLin grinned, "You beat CuiRong! You won!"

CuiRong just got up and heard Yin XueLin shouting loudly. He was stunned for a moment.
His face was full of disbelief.

How can it be?

He had been swimming the medley for 3 years. JiHao only randomly chose the medley. How
could he not beat JiHao?

This was impossible!

CuiRong looked at the people on the shore anxiously, looked at the Coach Yu, looked at the
referee, then remembered something, and hurriedly looked at the scoreboard on the big
screen.

His pupils contracted violently.

Fourth track: 2 minutes 11 seconds 58.

This was CuiRong's achievement.
2nd track: 2 minutes 09 seconds 84,
This was JiHao's achievement.

When CuiRong saw this result, he felt as if he was being squeezed hard by something, it was
sour and painful.

He usually swam medley, so others wouldn’t know what this score represented, but he
knew that this score was the score of a national athlete. JiHao was two years younger than
him, but he got this result.

JiHao came out of the water, and all the people surrounded him to congratulate him.

"JiHao, come up one moment." From above JiHao, the head coach was leaning down on the
guardrail with both hands, "LiuJi wants to interview you."
Everyone looked at him with envy. Only the best players in the team were qualified to have
interviews. For the men's team, only ZhangJin had this honor for the past 2 years. JiHao was
the 2nd one.

CuiRong eyes instantly turned red.

The head coach was constantly surprised by JiHao's performance today. When he finally
came up, he asked a lot of questions. JiHao picked up the key questions and formally
answered. He said his outstanding performance was due to Coach Yu, and then he also said,
"Ruan MingChi was also discovered by Coach Yu. His accomplishments are also good."

At this time, it was Ruan MingChi's turn for the 50 meter freestyle. The child stood on the
starting platform, making preparations for the game seriously. The corners of his mouth
were tightly pursed, his expression very serious.

JiHao's eyes moved away, but it already attracted the attention of LiuJi and the head coach.

"Ah, the youth group's game is starting," LiuJi smiled, "Ruan MingChi is going up."

JiHao didn't speak, but just continued to look over. So many eyes also gathered on Ruan
MingChi, this eye catching person.

"咻——"Xiū ——

The whistle sounded.

The young child leapt from the platform like an eagle. They flew right by his eyes, the young
child's body stretched out into a beautiful line in the air. It seemed to saturate the air with
color. When they took the picture, it was going to be remembered for a long time.

Blink again.
And they had entered the water.

The waves were full of colorful light. The teenagers underwater had slender hands and feet.
Looking from the high stands, it was like an advertisement. It was a collision of youth and
sports followed by light, presenting a beautiful scene of quiet years (1).

In the next second, Ruan MingChi had surfaced.

It was bustling and noisy, and it made the stadium warm.

His arms continued to push forward. The splashes of water were like wings growing from
behind. Gorgeous and dazzling.

50 meters.

24 seconds.

Fleeting.

Everyone's eyes were firmly locked on the boy in this short period of time. They saw with
their own eyes how he took the lead, and with amazing speed, won 1st place!

23:45 seconds!

Ruan MingChi swam his best time and successfully rushed into the standard national level.

"Wow! Lao Lin, your team is going to sweep the gold medals of the youth competition!"
LiuJi praised.

The head coach waved his hands and smiled very restrainedly, "The children are in good
shape today. It would be nice to have this same state during the competition.

"During the competition, it will only be better."

"Young people ah... when they grow up so suddenly, we can't expect, can we." The head
coach finished with a series of satisfied laughter.

JiHao leaned back in his seat and allowed these two to "sell their business" to each other.
He looked down and smiled playfully.

The boy who was getting out of the water, smoothly got up from the edge, and then hid in
the crowd without looking back.

JiHao was sure that he didn't see wrong, during that quick moment, their eyes did meet.
What does this mean?
It meant that Ruan MingChi was looking at him before.

After he finished the game, while panting and lacking oxygen, he looked up at him from the
pool.

What did he want to see?

Why was he looking at him?

Was he looking at him to see if he was looking back?

Whatever it was, JiHao was happy. Ruan MingChi was no longer hostile and indifferent to
him. This was a good change.

He withdrew his gaze and turned to the 2 "selling their business" to each other, men,
"Should I ask Ruan MingChi to come up?"

He originally didn't want an interview, and the 2 people who didn't arrange an interview
were stunned for a moment and said together, "Yes, let's do that."

Therefore, his own method is right. When facing such a small child, we must first distribute
goodwill, show our strength, and lastly, a gesture of care is very important.

JiHao was determined that Ruan MingChi had to eat this one, so he must keep his "father
mentality" well (2). To be with him, to love him, to take care of him. En. Take care of him so
that he's well rounded and understands virtue, wisdom and labor. Like a "little prince".

……

After the match, the quota was not announced yet. Coach Yu was called by the head coach
to talk, and was interviewed by a reporter. When he appeared in front of the team again, his
back was straightened and he seemed to be taller.

So when he saw the two of them, he said, "The quota is basically fixed. You guys can take
the rest of the day off! For three days, go home and rest. The youth training team is a lot of
work, it’s not going to be as easy as the provincial team."

JiHao only asked, "When do I get to eat the dumplings?"

Coach Yu thought for a while, "Don’t you guys have to go back home? When you come back,
you can eat it then. What kind of stuff do you want in it?"

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi, "What kind of stuff do you want to eat?"

Ruan MingChi didn’t seem to want to go. He was used to being alone. Interpersonal
communication was too troublesome, but being guided by JiHao, it was really impossible to
say no. Even if he was lonely, he still had the most basic courtesy towards his elders, so he
took a deep look at JiHao and said, "Ok."

"Anything is ok. The world is most afraid of me casually saying ‘anything’. Is leek dumpling
ok?"

Ruan MingChi nodded.

JiHao laughed, "Leek dumplings with more meat."

Coach Yuxiao, "Okay! My mother will prepare!"

Coach Yu paused after remembering something, "Mingchi, are you sure you want to go back
today? City D is not close."

Ruan MingChi's eyes were dim and he said, "I’m going tomorrow morning."

JiHao heard, "It's better to choose a good day to leave (3). Let’s eat dumplings today, I’m not
going back either."

This was a bit difficult, but he was happy today and so he waved his hand, "OK, I’ll go make
a phone call!”

While Coach Yu called, JiHao turned to look at Ruan MingChi and smiled.

Ruan MingChi unconsciously avoided JiHao's gaze. He looked into the distance in a daze,
and when he looked back, JiHao was still smiling. Ruan MingChi's mouth twitched.

JiHao couldn’t tell whether Ruan MingChi was happy, but he knew that the boy should be
happy at this time. After all, his heartless family brought Ruan MingChi pain and burden.
Before facing them, he hoped that he could draw on the power of hope and be truly strong.

Coach Yu called and asked the two to go back to the dormitory to rest. In the afternoon, he
drove to the dormitory and picked the two up to go home. They were accompanied by Yin
XueLin. Other teams saw this and didn’t know what to think. But whatever, they didn’t care
about JiHao’s matters.

The car drove on the road, and at four o'clock, the road was clear and the road was
incredibly smooth. There wasn’t a single red light.

Coach Yu drove to the supermarket and said he was going to buy leeks. The four of them
walked in the supermarket. They were all tall, young and handsome. The older one also
looked good.

Yin XueLin flicked his hair and smiled, "Coach Yu, you’re taking us three out. Why the long
face?"

Coach Yu was in a good mood today. He had been smiling the entire time and when he
heard these words, he replied, "Out of all of us, you have the worst achievement."

"I may have the worst achievements, but I’ve got talent. A twisted melon isn’t sweet (4)."

"..." Coach Yu was amused and said, "You're the first to have such a sweet tongue."

JiHao and Ruan MingChi were one step behind. When passing by the freezer, JiHao saw
Ruan MingChi looking at the freezer. His eyes fell on the old popsicle, and he glanced at
himself. Then he walked over and opened the freezer. He took out 4 popsicles in one go.

JiHao laughed and tried to convince Ruan MingChi to take it.

"I was just thirsty, thank you." Although he said that, JiHao still smiled at Ruan MingChi.
This was how interpersonal relationships worked.

"Oh, popsicle? Thank you!" Yin XueLin also saw it, but was clever enough to not say
anything else.

They bought leeks and minced meat, and left the supermarket together. For a time, the car
was filled with the sound of eating popsicles. Yin XueLin sat in the co-pilot, and held one in
each hand. While he ate, he also put it to Coach Yu’s mouth, "Quickly eat, or else it’s going to
drop into my hand."

"It better not drop onto the car." Coach Yu drove while complaining and also had to find
time to eat the popsicle.

"Open your mouth wider to eat it!"

"Do you not see a traffic police in front? If they penalize me, I will fine you 15,000!"

"Coach Yu, you can't publicize enmity!" Yin XueLin wailed.

JiHao sat in the back seat and laughed. He suddenly looked at Ruan MingChi with a smile,
and was able to catch a grin that he was too late to hide.

As expected, strong feelings were enough to awaken the feelings of what a "person" was.
JiHao's looked at Ruan MingChi, this artifact that was soaked in the treasures of heaven and
earth. He was satisfied.

Author's Note: Little Theater

JiHao: It may seem like he's a pet, but I think it's more of a dad mentality. I liked to lead by
example. Dear little immortal, did you see it yet? How to make yourself, as a man, be
dazzling and be popular at the same time?
Ruan MingChi: ..........
(1) 像是一幅出现在繁华都市中的广告，青春与运动的碰撞，再被追光照着，呈现出岁月
静好的美景. T/N: Hmmm...
(2) 季浩确定阮明池是吃这一套的. JiHao was determined that Ruan MingChi eat this. T/N:
Eat.... what?
(3) 择日不如撞日. In the past, for major activities like weddings, and funerals, it was
important to choose a good day. It's a psychological comfort. So a day that is not bad, they
use this phrase.
(4) 强扭的瓜不甜的. A crooked melon is not sweet. Nothing forcibly done is going to be
agreeable.

Chapter 9: A Warm Gift with a Deep Meaning

Coach Yu’s home was near the Provincial Sports Institute, so it wasn’t far from the dorms.
They soon sat in Coach Yu’s home.

Basic level coaches had a dead salary. Their bonuses were closely related to the
performance of the team members. Coach Yu had been a swimming coach for eleven years
and still lived in an old house with two rooms. It can be seen that he had not brought any
outstanding players in these years.
However, the old house had a warmth that big houses didn’t have. When the coach came
home with the children, he became busy with his mother in and out of the kitchen. The
smell of food soon filled the room. However, the dumplings were not easy to wrap to feed 4
males.

In the living room, there were three young players left.

Yin XueLin went to watch TV. As soon as the Coach left, he grabbed the remote and changed
channels.

They all sat on a three-person sofa. In front of them was an old tea table made of brown
glass. The table was filled with food and drinks, as if it was afraid that the 3 kids would not
have enough to eat. It was piled up like a hill.

Seeing that Ruan MingChi was very restrained, JiHao picked up a red and ripe pomegranate
and said, "I want to eat."

Ruan MingChi looked at the pomegranate handed in front of him. He was silent for a while,
before he then picked up a knife. He peeled the fruit slowly and mechanically. His back was
always straight. The serious look in his eyes reminded JiHao of immortal Ruan’s description
in the book.
He was unlike a child from the countryside. If someone said he was the son of a family with
strict education, no one would doubt him.

White and slender fingers touched the red pomegranate, and as the thin skin fell off, it
revealed crystal clear flesh. The closely arranged pomegranate seeds were beautiful like
agate, but they couldn't match the white jade-like hand.

Such a hand, stroked the WuHuaQin. It hit the strings and released the violent powers in
the sky.

JiHao's eyes were dim, he didn’t meet immortal Ruan often. He knew that once the jade-like
man would see him, he would try to kill him. The blood from the fights would stain the
flawless hand.

Red and white. Just like the juice from this pomegranate.

"Little immortal." JiHao didn’t seriously call for him.

Ruan MingChi's eyelashes twitched slightly and ignored him.

"Give me one."

He didn’t respond. Ruan MingChi had to peel off the whole pomegranate skin before he was
satisfied.

"I'm hungry. Hungry and greedy. Just to eat dumplings, I didn’t eat all evening. The food
prepared by the Coach is so fragrant, but you still peel pomegranate in front of me."

Ruan MingChi put the peeled pomegranate in his hands.

JiHao quickly separated the flawless peeled pomegranate into several pieces, and then
picked two good ones in front of Ruan MingChi, “I’ve eaten it already, it’s super sweet.”

Ruan MingChi took a piece, and put it into his slightly opened lips.

JiHao watched him eat slowly. He wanted to peel out all the pomegranate seeds, fill his
hands with it, and then put it in his mouth. He picked up another piece and placed it
directly in front of Ruan MingChi’s mouth, “Pomegranate is delicious if you eat like this. If
the seeds are soft, you can swallow them directly.”

Ruan MingChi leaned his head away.

But JiHao wanted to hand feed him.

Ruan MingChi resolutely refused.

JiHao suddenly grabbed his chin and shoved it into his mouth. Ruan Ming's chi eyes were
round, and JiHao laughed loudly.

When he took his hand back, JiHao said, "Let's go, the coach and your teammates are all
people you are familiar with. Are you afraid that you will not eat well? Are you or are you
not tired!"

After talking, JiHao put a handful of pomegranate into his mouth, got up and went to the
kitchen, saying, "I can make dumplings! I’m coming to help!"

Coach Yu said angrily, "Why didn’t you say so earlier? Wash your hands quickly!"

When dumplings were served, JiHao noticed that all the pomegranates in front of Ruan
MingChi were finished.

Ruan MingChi sat in front of the table and ate a dumpling and whispered, "Delicious, thank
you." His white chubby dumplings were piled on the plate, like a smiley face.

Ruan MingChi picked up another dumpling and put it in his mouth, with a slight hook in the
corner of his mouth.

……

After eating dumplings, Ruan MingChi left before dawn the next morning.

JiHao slept until dawn. When Yin XueLin got up, JiHao still hadn't gotten up yet. Yin XueLin
asked him if he was not going to go home. He vaguely responded but did not get up. Yin
XueLin went to breakfast alone.

The door closed.

JiHao laid in bed. The black mist in his eyes came up, and he soon "saw" everything that
happened around Ruan MingChi...

Ruan MingChi had already returned home at this time. He put down his backpack and went
to clean up the room without resting.

The house was messy, with a thick layer of dust on the table. The bed linen had not been
changed for a long time. He took off the bed linen to the washing machine, but heard his
father shout, "The machine has been broken since last month. They said it needed 180 to be
fixed, so it hasn't been fixed yet. You're going to have to wash it by hand."

Ruan MingChi yelled, "En," and walked out the door holding the sheets.

His father was chopping bamboo strips in the yard. The thin bamboo silk was woven into
exquisite handicrafts by his father. His father was good, but unfortunately these bamboo
products could not be sold for a living. It barely made ends meet.

The father who heard the noise looked back and complained, "You still have to use money
on the way back. it's okay, don't come back all the time if you have nothing to do. I’m very
good all alone, and don’t need your care.”

"Who's back?" Suddenly a loud voice rang out, and the door was pushed open. A bald fat
man came in and said, "Why did MingChi come back?"

Ruan MingChi stopped drying his clothes to greet his uncle, "Second Uncle."

The second uncle waved his hand and went straight to his father, "I hear that your washing
machine is broken? I ordered a new one for you, and later I'll help to bring it up."

The father was stunned and said, "It can still be repaired."

"Then you should repair it. If you leave it alone, it is still broken." After he finished talking,
and ignoring his brother's sad expression. He looked at Ruan MingChi, "Why did you come
back?"

While speaking, the uncle suddenly walked up to Ruan MingChi and his shadow shrouded
over him. Ruan MingChi's face instantly paled.

When Ruan MingChi was 6 years old, his father was bicycling to deliver vegetables, when
he tripped down into a ravine and broke his leg. This hollowed out the family's finances
due to the medical expenses. This rural family that suddenly lost their deliverer suddenly
fell into poverty. The adults quarreled endlessly. At last, the mother couldn't bear this kind
of life, left and never returned.

For the time being, he was taken under the care of his second uncle.

The second aunt was a hardworking, kind woman. But his second uncle loved a good drink,
and he had a bad temper after drinking. This was how he remembered his uncle (1).

This drunk uncle once hit Ruan MingChi on the head with the mop. The concussed Ruan
MingChi vomited while running back home. Without waiting for Ruan MingChi to cry out,
his father did not bother asking questions and coaxed him to leave home.

After that, Ruan MingChi inquired about places where he could live on campus. It was not
an accident that he joined the swimming team. It was because he took a 2 hour car ride into
the province, to recommend himself by begging the team's coach to accept him. He was
short and thin at the time.

Fortunately, he was very talented.

Now that Ruan MingChi entered the provincial team and was even selected to join the
"Youth Team", his future was unlimited. But upon seeing his second uncle, he was still
instinctively afraid.

The past had cast a shadow in his heart.

Ruan MingChi's second uncle saw the child's fear, but he didn't do anything to ease their
relationship. Instead he instructed him, "Since you've come back, go to my house to help
clean up. Your second aunt has been inconvenienced these past few days. Wash the floor
and wipe the windows. Oh right. And clean the ceiling."

Ruan MingChi wanted to nod his head, but then suddenly wondered why he had to do this
and clenched his fists. "My house hasn't even been cleaned yet, so I can't go."

"This little kid!" The second uncle slapped towards Ruan MingChi's head, but he dodged.
His empty hands made him more annoyed, "Dodge? You go out for a little bit, and now
you've got a temper?"

Ruan MingChi hid 3 meters away. His body stretched tight, like a hedgehog.

The second uncle looked around angrily and scolded, "What's the matter? Now that you've
learned this shitty swimming, you think you're all that? These years, did you earn any
money to bring home? Your dad is crippled, but you don't take care of home. Just like your
mom. Ran and never came back! Why did you come back? You just came back to get money
didn't you?"

"No... I'm not..."

"Every time you come back, what else do you do besides getting money?"

Ruan MingChi's eyes had turned red at this point. There was no chance for him to refute.
The man with the broken legs behind him, lowered his head, his lips trembling. He looked
desperate.

The sound of the second uncle's reprimanding voice spread throughout the village. Many
households opened the door to listen. Some even took out a handful of melon seeds to eat
while listening. (T/N: melon seeds=popcorn. Nosy neighbors.)

The man got more attention and became even more enthusiastic, "When you're not here,
who is it that takes care of your father? Is it me? You don't even thank me and you still
hide? I'm just asking you to help me with some work, but what is this look? Let me tell you.
That swimming? You don't have to learn it anymore. All day long, it uses up the money. You
think that you're some kind of thing? Some kind of something? You think you can depend
on swimming to make a fortune? Save it!"
The final stab came from Ruan MingChi's father.

When the man with the broken leg turned around, he said disappointedly, "If you came
back to get money, we don't have anymore. How about you don't swim anymore and just
graduate from middle school. Afterwards, be a worker. If you're not willing, you can help
out at home. That is also good."

Ruan MingChi looked at his father with red eyes, and finally pursed his lips, "I... I'm not
going to take the money, I just have to go to City A for training, for a month..."

Before he finished talking, his uncle starting yelling, "City A? How expensive that must be!
What kind of training? We don't even have enough money, did you even know that?"

"You don't need to give money," Ruan MingChi just looked at his father, "I just wanted to
tell you personally, that I was chosen for the youth group." I just wanted you to be proud of
me.

But the father who had long lost his own opinion listened to second uncle's words. "We can
not just give money."

What is pride?

What pride?

In this poor and impoverished family, all the superfluous feelings had been wiped out.

Ruan MingChi took a deep breath.

Then he hooked the corners up into a smile, "Tonight, I have to return to report to the team.
In a moment, I will leave."

"What does this mean? You're taking the car and using more money?" The second uncle
was even more reluctant. "Go back tomorrow and help me do work."

Ruan MingChi looked at this second uncle who stopped him. Then looked at his father who
still nodded. He knew that he couldn't leave today.

He wasn't afraid of working, he was simply afraid of being with his second uncle. He feared
that his values were going to be laughed at, and that he was going to be beaten again.

He was afraid of his second uncle. Just like a rabbit meeting the snake. The fear in his body
never dissipated.

"铃铃铃......" Líng líng líng......

Suddenly, a ringtone came from his uncle's pants pocket.

The second uncle stopped to answer the phone, and it rescued Ruan MingChi from the sea
of fear.

The second uncle looked at the strange phone number, frowned, and connected the call,
"Who are you?"

A low voice came from the phone, "Hello, is this Ruan MingChi's home? I am a member of
the Provincial Swimming Association. I wanted to inform you that Ruan MingChi was
selected for the National Youth Training Team. This training is recognized, encouraged, and
supported by the country. Not only is food included, but after graduation, there will be a
graduation subsidy. However, since Ruan MingChi is not an adult yet, we need a guardian's
bank account to transfer the subsidy. Hello? Are you still there?"

The second uncle's eyes lit up and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I'm here, of
course I'm here. I will go back and get the card. Oh right, how much is the money?"

The second uncle turned and walked out the door. Ruan MingChi slowly relieved himself of
the extreme fear.

But then he returned.

Ruan MingChi quickly tensed.

"MingChi, go to City A to train well. You have to listen to the coach, do you understand?
Now hurry up and leave, or else there will be no car later. Quickly. Hurry up."

Ruan MingChi didn't know why his second uncle suddenly changed in attitude, but he
didn't want to stay in this depressing environment any longer. He entered the house and
carried his unopened backpack back out.

In the yard, Ruan MingChi's eyes met his father. He saw himself in those muddy and
confused eyes. He was such a coward, inferior and disgusting. He was self abased.

At this moment, he wanted to stand up and rush out unprecedentedly. Live alive. Live... live
just like... JiHao. Fearless and arrogant.

Back at S Provincial team's dorm, in room 303.

JiHao walked back in from the door with a mobile phone and a sneer lingering in the corner
of his mouth.

Yin XueLin, who came back after breakfast, froze, "Huh? You haven't left yet? What time is
it? When you get home, it’ll be late, and your parents will be worried."

JiHao stopped sneering, and he had a headache. Parents? He usually didn't look into the
identities of his parents. He had to quickly think up something.

Authors note:
JiHao: Really pitiful.
Ruan MingChi: Please send yourself out.
(1) 动不动就长辈的身份教训阮明池. Even if he didn't understand, this taught Ruan
MingChi the identity of elders. T/N: HMMMM... what?

Chapter 10: "Starting from Today's You, That is the Real You"
Ruan MingChi took the last bus. When he came back, it was already dark.

He came out of the station, hot and hungry. Behind the bright floor-to-ceiling windows on
both sides of the street, the diners were enjoying air conditioning. Ruan MingChi pressed
down on his stomach and swallowed the spit in his mouth.
He was hungry and thirsty. Since that afternoon, he hadn't had a single drop. But he
couldn't afford it.

He spent too much money going home and back today. He didn't know if he would have
enough money to spend in City A. He could only keep reminding himself that there were
still 2 small buns left in the dormitory, which should last him until tomorrow morning. As
well as a milk.

However, after walking a bit, Ruan MingChi became dizzy. Each step pained him.
He pursed his stubborn lips and rubbed his blurry eyes. He saw a youth strolling under the
street lights in front.

The height of the young man reached 1.8 meters (5 feet 10 inches), the thin and tall man
stood out from the crowd. Especially those eyes. Even from far away, Ruan MingChi was
able to see the light in those eyes.

Like the midsummer stars.

Ruan MingChi wanted to compare. He looked up at the sky, only to find that the stars were
all engulfed by the lights. Only the person who was approaching was so striking.

JiHao came to stand in front in him and seemed to look surprised, "Why are you here?"

Ruan MingChi squeezed his dry lips together and pressed the saliva back. He made a noise,
"En."

"Let's go back together. Wait for me ok?"

Without waiting to let Ruan MingChi refuse, JiHao had already walked into a bakery not far
away. The door opened, and the sweetness of the bread flew out. Instantly, Ruan MingChi's
saliva overflowed.

JiHao went around the bakery quickly, and came back out with a bag. Ruan MingChi's eyes
fell on the full plastic bag filled by JiHao and then looked at him.

JiHao smiled mischievously, "Want to eat? Call me older brother ( 哥 gē)."

"..." Ruan MingChi withdrew his gaze and turned away.

JiHao caught up and put his arms around his shoulder, " 哎呀呀 (Ā iyā ya) (1). I just tease
you a bit, and you get angry. How can you be just like a girl? If you want to eat it, just grab
it. With our relationship, are you scared that I would get angry?"

Ruan MingChi didn't understand his relationship with JiHao. Roommate? Teammate? Still
being bullied? In short, he couldn't just grab food from others, he just couldn't.

"Okay, I'm wrong. Sorry. I shouldn't have teased you. Please drink water." JiHao took out a
box of oat milk and placed it in Ruan MingChi's hand.

This was too disrespectful. It was a careless sense of charity. Ruan MingChi squeezed the
milk in his hand that he wasn't able to afford, but felt that he was holding a bag full of
blood. He took a deep breath and used his strength to throw it back at him.

"No, thank you." Ruan MingChi said coldly.

"Just drink it. It was only 6 yuan. Remember to invite me next time. Recently I like drinking
grass jelly milk tea.

"I said I don't need it."

"No matter how I look at you, you don't look so good."

"I don't need that!" Ruan MingChi suddenly squeezed his hands into fists and glared at
JiHao. The distance between them that had originally disappeared, appeared again now.

"It's just a drink..." JiHao looked at the boy in front of him and sighed silently.

He knew that Ruan MingChi would be very troubled once he got home. That family's
influence on Ruan MingChi was just too deep. He had wasted so much energy these days.

It only took one afternoon, and the child was beaten back to his original shape.

Ruan MingChi's eyes were red when he saw JiHao's disappointed eyes. He shouldn't care
about other people's attitudes, since he had his own way of life. He was used to it, and had
adapted to being ignored and despised. But... he just hated JiHao looking at him with that
expression.

Through clenched teeth, he said, "You don't understand."

Then he turned around and walked away quickly.

The 2 returned to the dormitory, Yin XueLin was shocked, "Hao'er, you actually didn't go
back. Why did you come back? Is our dormitory that good? Or do you love me too much?"

Ruan MingChi didn't speak. He dropped his backpack and went to bed. He turned his back
to the outside and shrunk himself small.

Yin XueLin noticed that the atmosphere was a little wrong and looked at JiHao.

JiHao only shook his head and went to the bathroom.

Once he came out, he turned off the lights and went to bed.

Yin XueLin howled in bed, "Sleep? So early? I can't fall asleep yet!"

But Yin XueLin who complained about sleeping, was the first to snore.

After waiting to hear the shallow breathing, JiHao opened his eyes. The black mist rolled
over his eyes, and he looked at the world's veins slowly appearing in front of him. He found
his own "kinship vein", hesitated for a moment, before reaching out his hand to pinch off a
part of the vein.

He didn't need "parents".

Of course, he also wanted to know what he "didn't understand". If he "understood", could

he not live anymore? Then he deserved to be pitiful. He deserved to be inferior! He
deserved to be a bug! Anyone could trample on it.

Bring it on!

I already used the power of the demon. Is this your will? I want to ask you in person. This
pitiful little immortal Ruan. How did he come about? Was it you? Did you arrange this for
me?

With a cold face, he waited.

Waited for the collapse.

Waited for heaven to collapse.

Waited for immortal Ruan's will to expel him.

The world started to collapse, breaking into shards like a spider's web. From the place
where he pinched off, it began to break layer by layer. The gaps became larger and larger.

His eyes stayed wide open.

The ceiling distorted, and the sky started to crack. Yin XueLin's body gradually blurred, and
everything in the world started to fade…

Sure enough…

If he just moved, this small world will disappear.

JiHao was ready to leave and start the 4th world.

"N.... wu..." The sound of Ruan MingChi struggling in his nightmare drifted to his ears.
JiHao pulled away from his consciousness and sighed. He hesitated slightly, in just these
few days of getting along. This Ruan MingChi left a distinct impression in his heart, as if he
was a real existence.

It was a pity.

That it was just a smoke in the illusion.

JiHao calmed his mind and knew he couldn't wait any longer. Immortal Ruan's will was
about to wake up. If he was killed in this world, he would lose more than just a little
essence and blood.

"呜呜......" Wū wū ...... Ruan MingChi's cry became intense. This was an instinctive response
to the destruction of the world as the "Master of the World."

He decided to leave this small world. JiHao's consciousness finally pulled away.
The next second.

Thin, spider-like fragile veins suddenly appeared. They grabbed at both ends of the broken
parts, just like a young child instinctively grabbing at the gravel, the moment they fell off a
cliff. With these tender hands, they struggled, and tried to climb up, wanting to survive.

JiHao's consciousness returned to the body. He watched the sudden appearance of these
veins, pulling the ends vigorously. A little slowly, as if it was growing more hands and feet,
pulling up all the broken parts.

The collapsed world, under JiHao's gaze, was slowly repaired by this delicate spider web.
Everyone's memory was modified.

When JiHao was 13 years old, his parents died in a car accident. A lot of the insurance
hadn't been used it and was left at home. Most of the elders in the family had passed away.
Relative who lived far away, were no longer in contact.

It was the little immortal Ruan!

His existence in this small world was just an illusion, but he tried hard to make it a reality.
He even brought JiHao into his scope of protection. Such efforts made people's hearts soft.

JiHao turned over in bed to look at the sleeping boy and smiled. He reached out and gently
touched the teenager's hair through the mosquito net. He murmured, "Starting from
today's you, you are real."

The fragile spider silk in his consciousness seemed to be nourished, and it became thick
and powerful in an instant. It only took a little effort to heal the world.

If you looked closely, there was a ray of black light flashing in the deep white silk. This was
demon essence.

Black and white lived in harmony and became the framework of this world. It was firmly
supported.

The sky returned and Yin XueLin's snoring was heard.

Ruan MingChi had a dream.

It was a strange dream.

He was walking in a world the color of blood.

The red was suffocating and hot.

Everything in front was twisted. At the center of the extreme heat, laid a man inside of a red
fruit. He slept quietly, with long black ink like hair. His body was bathed in lava. The black
hair clashed with the red. In this indistinguishable chaos, in which the sky and ground
blended together, he couldn't keep his eyes open.

He looked at the man. It was a familiar face with profound features, but it was arrogant. It
was a pity that he was lying quietly without energy. He wanted to see him open his eyes
and laugh loudly.

"JiHao?"
In his dream, he called out his name.

Inside of the dream, and outside of the dream.

JiHao brought his hand back and chuckled. He lied down and whispered into his ear, "You
dreamed of me? Hmm? Immortal Ruan..."

The three days were fleeting. On the day of the departure, all the members of the youth
training team gathered together. Everyone wore beautiful clothes. The girls also put on
light makeup and wore clothes to reveal a pair of beautiful legs. On the boy's side, ZhangJin
and KuangYuan also wore suits and pushed a brand new suitcase around.

In the group, only JiHao and Ruan MingChi carried backpacks loaded with a small amount
of clothes.

Since JiHao cut off his relatives and became an orphan, the objects that didn't match his
current status also evaporated.

Very good, the laptop was gone. The phone was gone. He wasn't even allowed a suitcase
now?

"...." JiHao looked at the ruffled backpack straps at Ruan MingChi's feet, and the patches
under the backpack. He seriously doubted whether Ruan MingChi, who had spent his whole
life with good clothes and food, misunderstood what "poor" was.

Poor can be a neat and clean poor. If this world can still have "justice". He can't afford to
buy a 30,000 yuan bag, but he couldn't even afford a 30 yuan bag?

A dark brown business car stopped at the gate. The head coach greeted everyone to get on
the bus. This time, the lead coach was Coach Yu even came. Even though he was going to
return, it was an honor. As his team took 2 of the quotas.

The delighted children couldn't wait to get on the bus. Coach Yu stayed behind and pulled
on Ruan MingChi, "Is the money enough?"

Ruan MingChi nodded.

Coach Yu stopped talking and looked at JiHao, "What about you?"

"I brought 226.05 dollars. Is that enough? Are you asking so that you can help me?"

Coach Yu glared at him, "If you don't go out often, then it's good. Get in the car."
"Coach Yu," JiHao said, "For the 23rd National Youth Championship, could you help Ruan
MingChi and I to apply for subsidies in the team?"

Ruan MingChi and Coach Yu who had opened the door to get in the shotgun turned around
and looked over.

JiHao said, "Championship Grant."

"You know you can win the championships," Coach Yu said scornful words, but his mouth
was smiling widely, "You know that right?" He repeated.

"Our youth team hasn't won the national championship for several years. Those funds had
always been in the reserve. Your bonus would be set a bit higher, which is also a sort of
driving force for us, isn't that right? Coach Yu, I've already saved 4 years worth of money,
can't we take the championship and split the 20,000?"

Coach Yu stared, "20,000? It's so beautiful that your snot is bubbling! Get in the car, hurry
up!"

Coach Yu took co-pilot. Since they were the last to get in the car, the only available seats left
were the last 2 seats on the left side of the car.

The two sat side by side. As the car started, JiHao turned his head and said into Ruan
MingChi's ear, "If there is really 20,000, then I'll definitely risk my life for it."

Ruan MingChi was exceptionally silent today. He avoided JiHao's gaze, but when he wasn't
paying him any attention, he stared secretly. He stared and felt confused.

Author's Note:
JiHao: I believe. Thus I am. Starting from today, this is no longer an illusion, but a real small
world.
Ruan MingChi: And then?
JiHao: You can love me... and I will also respond to you.
Ruan MingChi: ......
(1) 哎呀呀. Ā iyā ya. Once again this word has a lot of meaning. In this case, it's used like,
"geez/gosh/etc." T/N: I'm just going to write down Aiya, in the later chapters.

Chapter 11: If we Have to Talk about CP, JiHao and Ruan MingChi would Beat them 1000x
More
In those last 3 days, Ruan MingChi saw JiHao from time to time. Each time, he subtly
avoided JiHao.
He knew that it was just a dream, but it was as if it was branded into his brain. As long as he
wanted, he could clearly "see" the sleeping man. The details were vivid. The long black hair
spread out behind him, floating on the bright orange magma. The exploding bubbles of
magma resembled a blooming lotus. It circled around the mature and strong body. This
body was the most perfect creation he had ever seen. He was even able to see his... that
dormant power. (T/N: LMAOOOOO, I absolutely have no idea what he's talking about.)
Ruan MingChi couldn't understand why he couldn't forget it.

It was a man who looked like JiHao, yet didn't. When he carefully thought back to that time,
he would suddenly feel this indescribable fear. He even wondered if Jihao had such a strong
sense of existence in his life, that he would even appear in his dream.

When he looked up to watch JiHao, he stood outside of the window, full of spirit. The
sunlight made his eyes look like dancing fireworks. The jaw line was particularly deep.

It is a bit like the man in the dream, but it also wasn't like him. It was just that... JiHao had
grown up, had long hair, and he was sleeping in lava... What the hell, this kind of picture
would only appear in his dream.

Thinking like this, Ruan MingChi hesitated and said, "There isn't that much of a bonus for
junior champions."

"Huh?" JiHao pretended not to hear clearly and leaned his ear against his lips.

Ruan MingChi breathed out hot air, and repeated again, "The Junior Champion has only
5000."

"Last year it was raised. How come the junior group didn't raise it?" JiHao raised his
eyebrows, "How about you talk to Coach Yu a bit, if we beat the championship, he gives us
the 20,000?"

Ruan MingChi whispered, "....Forget it."

"Then I'll say it," JiHao smiled and blinked, "Just watch me."

JiHao's smile was bright and shining. It was completely different from the sleepy
appearance in his dream. Ruan MingChi mentally shook his head. Finally after half a day, he
answered, "En."

After arriving at the airport, everyone quickly checked in and passed the security check.
There was still 30 minutes until boarding. Several girls went to the duty-free shop.
ZhangJin and GuangYuan went to the bathroom and played games on their mobile phones.

JiHao threw his backpack on a seat and sat down next to Coach Yu, but the 2 murmured
about the bonus. When the girls came back, JiHao had finished talking and returned to Ruan
MingChi.

JiHao said, "Youth group, if we win the championship, we can apply for 15,000. If we break
the record, we'll be awarded an extra 20,000. Junior group, win the championship and get
10,000. Break the record there, and we'll also get an extra 20,000. How about it?"

Before Ruan MingChi could talk, ZhangJin who was playing his mobile phone with his head
lowered said, "It's no problem to to get the bonus. It's just that your mouth is so big. What if
you can't get it?"

Although Coach Yu didn't speak, his eyes were obviously full of concerns.

JiHao responded, "What do you mean, can't do? Ruan MingChi, you tell him. Can you do it?"

Ruan MingChi who was suddenly named, froze for a moment. He saw JiHao watching him
with suspicion, and he forgot his low-key habit and said, "I can... work hard."

JiHao stopped talking. He leaned against Ruan MingChi and smiled at ZhangJin.

ZhangJin looked down and continued to play his game as if he didn't see anything. Only
when the light in the game fell into his eyes, did he see the gloom deep inside.

After all, not everyone had the guts tell others that they were going to win the
championships and even break the record while they were there. This confidence... even he
didn't have.

Coach Yu smiled and waved Ruan MingChi over.

Ruan MingChi who had spoken such words, regretted it. He sat down next to Coach Yu and
listened to him talk, "JiHao is actively fighting for better treatment, which is also a good
thing for you. Seize the opportunity. With your achievements, it's not hard for you to win it.

Ruan MingChi nodded.

Coach Yu slapped him on the back, "Be confident!"

"En...." The hesitant answer became firm under Coach Yu's glare, "En!"

...

The plane landed in City A three hours later.

City A is the capital of China and was the center of the politics and economics. The city was
full of high-rises and the roads were full of cars. The timing also coincided with lunch
break. The drivers moved slowly, then stopped in a continuous pattern. It took them 2
hours before they arrived at their destination.
Tian Jian hotel.

From here, it's a 5 minute walk to the National Sports Training Center. All athletes
participating in the training would be temporarily arranged here. Everyone checked in,
grabbed their name tag with their own photos, and finally registered at the front desk to
take their room card.

There was no doubt that JiHao and Ruan MingChi were going to room together.

The group of 8 people walked together with the room cards in the direction of the elevator.
The hotel door was opened again, and another team entered. The team plus the coach had
only 5 people. 2 tall, 3 small. 3 men, and 2 women. The tall man with the big belly in the
front was undoubtedly the coach and the rest were athletes.

This hotel is said to accept only sports team members.

"Guang WeiZhe!" the female player beside him whispered excitedly, calling out the male of
the tall young man of the other team.

"Is ZhouAi behind him?"

"Aren't they City A's team? They also have to stay at the hotel?"

"I don't know..." As she said this, she took out her phone and took a photo. "咔嚓咔嚓"
kā chā kā chā . They didn't know how many photos she took. The young man named Guang
WeiZhe saw it and came straight for her. He took the phone away from her and said with a
cold face, "You can not take pictures of me. Did you ask me?"

The girl's face blushed and put down the phone and said sorry.

Guang WeiZhe was very good looking. He was white and clean, tall and handsome. The
standard double eyelids looked spirited, but at the moment his eyes widened to show that
his pupils were too small, and had too much whites. It made him look very fierce. Even after
the girl apologized, he glared and said, "You can't send my pictures to anyone. Forget it. Just
delete all the pictures of me."

"Oh," the sister helplessly blushed and nodded.

Guang WeiZhe looked at her, "Delete."

"Right now?"

"Yes."
The girl raised her phone again and blinked her eyes. She unlocked the screen saver on her
phone.

"Shijie, the elevator is coming (1)." JiHao suddenly arrived on the side and grabbed her
hands. He brought her over to the elevator, "Let's go first."

"But..." she looked back at Guang WeiZhe, "Who can I not send the pictures to?"

"...." The shijie was pulled into the elevator. Ruan MingChi released his hand on the open
button and the elevator was closed in front of his eyes. In between the gradually closing
doors, JiHao's vision collided with the other's cold eyes.

JiHao and Ruan MingChi got off the elevator first on the 9th floor. The shijie still continued
to bite her lips and unwillingly deleted the photos. When the elevator door closed, Ruan
MingChi asked, "Who is he?"

Who is he?

He's Guang WeiZhe. A swimmer of the City A team.

Although it's just a city team, the people in the capital are different. The level here was
above the national average. Guang WeiZhe was only older than JiHao by a year, and he won
the 200m and 400m medley championships in the junior group the year before.

It was unknown how his luck was so good. There were a lot of people who supported him.
The City A Evening News did a show on him, and then he went on the tv news of City A.
Later, he was also interviewed for a big sports newspaper.

Fans call him the "Younger Brother of the Nation." He was famous for his youth and even
took part in advertisements.

That team was considered to be the representative figures of youth swimming.

ZhouAi was another genius. He was the national champion of the junior group. Last year, he
represented the country to go to Country Y to participate in the World Junior Swimming
Championships, and won 3rd place.

It was also after this competition that there was more news of ZhouAi on Guang WeiZhe's
personal platform. Photos of the 2 together were posted online. One of the most popular
posts on Guang WeiZhe's personal platform was of them drinking milk tea together. Fans
lined up in the message area to send, "Ah~ Ah~ Ah~". The atmosphere was strange, and
people were not able to understand it.

ZhouAi's thoughts on this, JiHao could only guess. Guang WeiZhe would be able to tell what
it meant though. 麦麸麦的很快乐 (2).
JiHao knew everything, but shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Ruan MingChi murmured, "You're too much."

"What?" JiHao asked knowingly.

"Didn't you just help shijie?"

"I helped shijie? We're not that familiar. What does her taking pictures have anything to do
with me? If I were to help, the only person I would help is you."

".....You still say you don't know." Ruan MingChi pursed his lips, and inexplicably felt a little
happy. But if he was asked why... He would turn around to take care of his luggage.

Today was the registration day of the training camp. In the evening, all the training team
members dined at the restaurant of the hotel. The food tasted good. The "poor" aftereffects
caused JiHao's taste bud to change as well.

Dinner time was limited to 2 hours. It was buffet style. Some people came early, some
people came late. When Guang WeiZhe and ZhouAi came down, it was the busiest time.
They suddenly became the focus of the restaurant. All around, the voices converged to
praise Guang WeiZhe's good performance and for being handsome. As well as the CP
feeling when they saw him and ZhouAi together.

The girl sitting across tried to relieve her shijie's anger, "His achievements are good, but
that's because he still hasn't met our JiHao. If we're talking about handsome, of course it's
JiHao. It's because he hasn't stood in front of Guang WeiZhe yet. If we have to talk about the
best CP feeling, JiHao and Ruan MingChi are thousands of times better."

Ruan MingChi, who was named suddenly, looked up in astonishment.

The female team member felt as if she was stabbed in the eye, and was afraid to teach
something bad to the child. She vaguely explained, "It's nothing much. You don't need to
understand. You just have to silently stand by JiHao's side and be responsible for beauty.
That is enough.

"...." He's even more curious now, ok?

Ruan MingChi looked at JiHao. JiHao thought for a while and spread his hand to the people
around him, "Let me borrow your phone for a bit."

Really poor, couldn't even afford a mobile phone.

ZhangJin silently gave his phone to JiHao. JiHao tapped a couple of times, then finally
handed it to Ruan MingChi.
Ruan MingChi perplexedly saw the words on the phone screen.

CP: A partner decided for a person. This is also called the other person's CP. Commonly
known as an "official match."
(1) 师姐. Shījiě. This is like Shixiong, except it's used for older girls.
(2) 麦麸麦的很快乐。Translate says, "wheat bran is very happy". T/N: Whaaaaaat....?
(3) CP-Couple. T/N: The explanation given by the author is a little whack. So, the title and
these girls ship JiHao and Ruan MingChi. But these other people in the restaurant ships
Guang WeiZhe and ZhouAi.

Chapter 12: Chinese Food Philosophy: Has to Have Both Taste and Appearance
Because Ruan MingChi never had a phone before, the innocent child was not contaminated
by the internet. After looking at the text on the phone, he still didn't really understand but
threw out a vague "en" sound.

Such a calm response made the shijie who was secretly paying attention to him, smile with
joy. She snatched the phone from JiHao and threw it at ZhangJin. She angrily said, "Don't
teach these things."

In everyone's mind, JiHao was bad. Even if he was now poor, the personality of a bad kid
still does not change. He has now become an ill bred bad kid.
Ruan MingChi is good. He didn't understand respect, and was withdrawn, but wins in a
low-key manner. He was at the most critical age, and he was just like a piece of blank paper.
People couldn't bear to add too much color to it.

But JiHao was more popular than Ruan MingChi.

After the lesson, the shijie turned around and faced JiHao, "Hao'er, get up. Go and stand
next to that grandson, and let him understand what is called beautiful. Fuck, this afternoon,
I almost died from anger (2) . If it wasn't because you brought Qiao'er away, I would have
acted on my emotions. He looks like a wolf with those white eyes. I'm almost embarrassed
to call him the, 'Nation's Younger Brother'. I have older brothers, and younger brothers
here. I haven't said anything yet, who is he bullying?"

JiHao raised his hand to touch his nose and smiled. But he didn't talk.

If he really needed to be obedient and stand by him to fight for face beauty, that's called
being a fool.

"Let's go." ZhangJin put down his chopsticks and mumbled.

Coach Yu took the plane and returned to the dorms in the afternoon. There were still a lot
of children who had to do training, so he couldn't stay. So the team leader's job was handed
over to the oldest, ZhangJin.

ZhangJin was older, tall and strong. He looked powerful, but not like a swimmer. More like
a boxer. His main stroke was the butterfly, so his upper limb muscles were very thick. The
XXL t-shirt cuffs tightly wrapped around his biceps, looking as if it was going to burst at any
time.
When he moved, all the members of the S Provincial Team moved. While they were
walking, they found that they were walking in the direction of Guang WeiZhe.

Guang WeiZhe had been in the restaurant for 3 minutes, and was still in the most eye-
catching place to chat with people. There were 2 girls who didn't look like athletes, and
they weren't very old. They stood besides Guang WeiZhe and smiled coquettishly.

ZhangJin walked in front of him, and kept walking. They didn't know what ZhangJin did, but
the smile on Guang WeiZhe's face disappeared instantly. He kept looking at ZhangJin with a
cold face until he disappeared.

"What happened to the S Provincial Team?" JiHao heard Guang WeiZhe asking the people
around him, "CuiRong didn't come?"

JiHao walked out of the restaurant and walked away. He didn't know how others would
answer him. There was no doubt that he, who had replaced CuiRong, will definitely run in
Guang WeiZhe sooner or later.

The next day at 8am.

A total of 82 athletes from the "Youth Training Team" gathered in the hotel lobby, and then
walked to the training center. They met with the head coach at the door, took photos, then
visited the National Training Center.

At 9am, they returned to the swimming pool to change into their bathing suits and
swimming trunks.

A staff of the National Swimming Association had been walking around and taking pictures.
Even when he was splashed with water, he continued to take professional pictures.

Guang WeiZhe deliberately picked a side lane. Before jumping into the water, he twisted his
shoulders and waists. It took him 3 or 4 more times longer than others to finally enter the
water in a natural and unrestrained manner.

JiHao didn't move forward, mainly because Ruan MingChi didn't like being in the limelight.
Thus he also followed along in a low profile.
This was the benefit of leaving a familiar environment and having only 2 people.

JiHao clearly felt that the distance between him and little immortal Ruan was a lot closer.
The external environment made Ruan MingChi subconsciously get closer to him.

The 2 stood in an inconspicuous corner. JiHao, who was the most developed, was taller
than Ruan MingChi by nearly 20 cm. During the development period, JiHao was not
particularly thin. The ribs were covered by thin muscles, and the biceps were well
developed. Ruan MingChi still looked like a teenager. His thin muscles made him look
healthy and clean.

As a swimmer, their body looked very good.

If you added their appearance as well…

The staff of the Swimming Association took a lot of photos on his knees and finally left with
knees in pain. He looked at the photos and returned to the office to begin editing today's
newsletter.

The Swimming Association has an official website and a public account. The news of the
"Youth Training Team" was handed over to him. The entire afternoon, he was busy
selecting photos to send out and spread news on the internet.

A female colleague in the office asked, "Did you send out the news yet?"

"Already sent out."

"Aiyah, forgot to say it earlier. Send more photos of Guang WeiZhe. The little kid grew up
well. He might make it (3)."

The man smiled and said, "Look at it first. I already posted them online."

"Ok, I'll help you check it."

The female colleague opened the official website and found the latest news. She carefully
checked over it, word by word. The group photo was the 1st picture. The 2nd one was a
close-up photo. The female colleague squinted at the photo and then was amazed, "Aiyah,
these children are way too good looking. Where did these treasures come from?"

...

On the first day of training, the phones were not confiscated.

In fact, the "Youth Training Team" usually didn't confiscate phones as long as it didn't affect
training, and the coach didn't really care all that much.

So that night, after eating dinner, Guang WeiZhe was lying in bed with his phone. He wasn't
playing games, but instead was waiting for the news from the Swimming Association's
official website. He wanted to forward the news to his personal platform as soon as
possible.

The site didn't update until 7 o'clock.

He refreshed the news, and Guang WeiZhe's mouth hooked up in the corners. He quickly
adjusted his sitting position and clicked on the news.

He was too lazy to see what the article read. He swiped the screen quickly to look at the
photos. Of course, the group photo came up first. The second photo should be him...? The
smile on Guang WeiZhe's mouth froze at once.

2 boys appeared in the photo. The photo blurred out the people around them, thus
highlighting their existence. The 2 stood by the pool. One had wide shoulders, narrow hips,
and deep facial features. The other had a short, neat figure with an exquisite appearance.
The 2 seemed to be saying something and looking at each other, instead of looking at the
camera.

The tall young man lowered his head to smile, and the short boy looked at him. There was
dim light that seemed to wrap around that healthy body, making the picture beautiful and
warm. No matter how one looked, they felt that the 2 in the picture trusted each other.

This photo was very nice to look at. It was even artistic.

But Guang WeiZhe's face was very cold.

He glanced down at the photos with his eyes down. One by one, and finally found the photo
of himself in the 5th picture. Like he thought, the picture of him standing on the platform
was very good looking. The sun shone down just enough. This photo should have been the
most eye-catching one, but now it was a little bit less interesting.

It was like eating a delicious meal, and suddenly having no appetite for the delicate dishes.
Guang WeiZhe found that he was put under "pressure" by someone else.

In the swimming team. In the entire national swimming circle, there was someone whose
face had a higher value than him? And there were even 2 of them?

"Ding dong!" Zhao KaiQi sent a WeChat message.

Zhao KaiQi: [XiaoZhe, it's 7 o'clock. Has the news from the Swimming Association been
released?]
Zhao KaiQi: [I already contacted a couple of big V's, and the fans are also ready to send it to
you as soon as possible (4).]

Zhao KaiQi: [Forget it, I'll just look at the site myself.]

A series of texts were sent. Guang WeiZhe was in a complicated mood and hesitated to
reply.

Guang WeiZhe: [I sent it.]

Zhao KaiQi: [You finally sent it.]

Zhao KaiQi: [Are there pictures of you?]

Zhao KaiQi: [Let me see...]

Guang WeiZhe: [There is.]

Guang WeiZhe pursed his lips and waited nervously.

Zhou KaiQi had already not responded for 3 minutes until ZhouAi returned.

Zhao KaiQi: [Why is it these 2? Where did they boldly come from?]

Zhao KaiQi: [I see you have a solo shot. Everything's ready. Do you want to take a look
before sending it out?]

Guang WeiZhe thought for a while and replied, "Wait a second."

During the conversation, Guang WeiZhe got up from the bed and walked over to ZhouAi's
side. He grabbed his hand and said, "Go wash your face and take a picture.

"What?" The child was dragged away in confusion, and then with his wet head, he took a
picture with his shixiong in the bathroom. The light in the photo was very warm and it was
very good. But ZhouAi felt uncomfortable, although he didn't know where. He just felt that
he didn't like it very much.

"Thanks, later I'll grab you a milk tea. What flavor do you want?" Guang WeiZhe who took
the photo was satisfied with how it looked.

ZhouAi's attention was distracted, "Grass Jelly milk tea!"

At 9 o'clock, JiHao and Ruan MingChi, these 2 poor people were watching tv in the room.
They were oblivious to the chaos they started on the internet.
TV was rebroadcasting, "China on the Tip of the Tongue". Under the lens of a high powered
camera, the delicious food was colorful and the aroma of the food seemed to come out of
the tv.
JiHao clearly heard the sound of Ruan MingChi swallowing saliva. The sound of "咕咚"
gū dō ng was deep and hidden, but he could not hide from JiHao's ears.

He turned his head, "It seems like we're both hungry. I'm going downstairs to buy a cup of
milk tea. Do you want one?"

Ruan MingChi refused without thinking.

JiHao no longer persuaded him to go out after putting on his shoes.

Ruan MingChi stopped him and said, "I heard there are stimulants in the milk tea. It's going
to be the National Youth Championships soon."

"If I wait until then, it's going to be gone," Jihao said.

Ruan MingChi looked at him with disapproval and honestly told him that he was poor, so
how could he go and buy milk tea? Did he forget that he only had 226 yuan and 5 cents on
him? What qualifications did he have to drink milk tea!

JiHao looked at him perplexed, then he remembered the changes he made halfway. But
Ruan MingChi didn't continue to talk, and JiHao couldn't think of anything else to say. So he
opened the door and left.

Waiting for a payment. Come back god!

Very good. I am poor.

Important things need to be said 3 times. I am poor. I am poor. I am poor.

After he received his milk tea, he carried it back upstairs without any psychological
pressure. He opened the door and handed a cup of milk tea to Ruan MingChi.

He frankly spoke, "I'm so poor already, but I still remembered to get you a cup. Remember
me when you get rich."

Ruan MingChi looked at the milk tea that was handed over, and didn't want it.

"Just drink it," JiHao said, "If you think about it too much, it's unreasonable. Even I don't
care about it that much. If I don't have money, I'll just eat at the canteen. I won't starve to
death. Why are you worrying about me so much?"

Ruan MingChi was stunned, only to find that he really did worry about JiHao... When did
their relationship become like this?
Looking up at the hearty and brilliant smile on JiHao's face, Ruan MingChi took the milk tea.

The 2 sat on their beds in the standard room of their hotel. Face to face, silently drinking
the milk tea in their hands.

A low magnetic narration came from the TV, "Cantonese cured meats are marinated during
the winter. They use the best ingredients and mix the ingredients using a secret seasoning
recipe from Lao LiuMi. It's the Chinese food philosophy, to have both taste and
appearance..."

Ruan MingChi glanced at JiHao and sucked a pearl. The taste of it filled his lips and teeth. He
squinted and shook his toes happily.

Authors note:
JiHao has successfully fed the baby hamster again today.
(1) 美味与形色兼备，正是华国人的饮食哲学。The Philosophy of the Chinese People's
Diet, is to have Both Taste and Appearance. T/N: Uh huh....
(2) 麻辣个鸡. Mala spicy chicken. This, in the Chinese online society/because I am truly
contaminated by the Internet. Means mother fucker. T/N: Not surprisingly, I never learned
any swear words in Chinese class until I joined the online society hahaha. I did learn
German swear words within a couple of months of learning German though.
(3) 说不定就出圈了. Translate says: Maybe he will make a circle. T/N: But 出圈 means
overstepping bounds, or being raised for slaughter. If I base it on the translation, then I
would guess they're saying he might be a celebrity. But if not... I will change it later.
(4) In the transcript, it really only says "V". Verified accounts. Thanks Phantom Shade!

Chapter 13: JiHao Shot out his Hand and Caught Ruan MingChi
Being an athlete is a job that is full of suffering. The training was actually very boring.
Everyone only sees the champion standing on the podium. In the bright and beautiful
moments, no one saw the tired white bones falling under the podium.
In order to have the birth of a world champion, they selected a person from more than
thousands of people in China (1). From the provincial team to the city team selections.
Then finally going abroad to compete. This journey was long and tiring.

It's no wonder that a lot of people would "go" halfway, and then change to something else.
Guang WeiZhe understood that he couldn't be an athlete all his life. After all, his career path
was not brilliant at all. He was only a national champion of the medley youth group. Once
he was in the adult group, he was nothing. Let alone go and compete internationally.
Sooner or later, he was going to be swept away by a bunch of latecomers.

So he actively met with Zhao KaiQi and signed a contract. They were both able to get
something out of it.

Guang WeiZhe was about to be 18. He intended to debut as a sunny, healthy, high-value
athlete. So that he could smoothly jump into the entertainment circle when his sports path
came to an end.

In other words, since he signed with Zhao KaiQi, the identity of "athlete" was only a
springboard. He had always cared about his image.

A few days ago, he had come to the training camp and he was a mess. But then he was
photographed by the female player of the S Provincial team. So he only asked her to delete
the picture. In his opinion, he was not malicious. After all, it was his right to protect his face
value.

But after a few days of observation, he discovered that the female team member who took
the picture was in the same team as ZhangJin. As well as those 2 people who stole his
limelight.

He deliberately inquired around, and learned to know that the 2 were named JiHao and
Ruan MingChi.

Ruan MingChi was only 15 years old before he was recruited into the provincial team. He
was not impressed. It was just this JiHao.... It seemed that he did go to the national
competition before, but he probably didn't get any achievements. So he wasn't impressed
either.

No impression=No achievements

This made Guang WeiZhe feel relieved.

Zhao KaiQi called to say, "The next time you take pictures, you need to be more careful. This
time, you overdid it a bit. Although the response is lively, the serious sports fans don't like
it. Next time you want to send a photo, how about you let me see it first?"

Guang WeiZhe replied, "If I don't send the photos with xiao Ai, they will comment about
others. You've spent so much energy, but it would just be taken by other people."

Zhao KaiQi said, "Then you can't deviate anymore. Don't forget your own settings..."

"Got it," Guang WeiZhe interrupted unhappily, "JiHao's performance isn't good. I just have
to keep getting the championship. Athletes rely on the results. I already know."
Zhao KaiQi hung up the phone unhappily. She found Guang WeiZhe to be becoming more
and more difficult to converse with. It was just the second phase of middle school (2).

Zhao KaiQi turned her head and frowned. She pulled out her phone, opened the album and
found the collection of photos. Her eyes fell on the 2 figures in the photo. Looking at the 2
faces, she felt some emotions in her heart. The 2 people's faces were really good.
Fortunately, their swimming performance was average, otherwise it would be no good to
push Guang WeiZhe's debut.

Zhao KaiQi: [Enter the news more. Once you're on, I'll help you find more traffic (3) .
Jiayou.]

In the end, Zhao KaiQi sent a message through WeChat.

She didn't want to think about it anymore. Guang WeiZhe this child was very pragmatic. He
had a lot of ideas to gain more traffic. In fact, he was quite promising. Naturally, she had to
word hard at supporting him.

The amount of training for the team was really a lot.

Even during the afternoon, they were still training. Everyday there was an anaerobic
program. The team was training for their bottom line. So when they returned from the
swimming pool to their rooms, they became a dead dog. Lying on the bed motionless.

"Time to eat."

The "dead dog" on the bed instantly changed back to a "dragon". Ruan MingChi crawled out
of bed and followed JiHao to the restaurant downstairs.

After half of the training, the body had adapted to the intensity of it, and then desperately
craved nutrition. Everyone ate a lot.

JiHao's eating style was quite graceful. It was slow-paced and quite prominent out of the
group of "hungry tigers".

Guang WeiZhe's fans secretly slipped into the hotel again. This time they were low-key,
wearing sportswear to disguise as an athlete. But their IQ was truly worrisome. The team
members had already trained together for more than half a month. At least they all sort of
recognized each other. Who couldn't tell who was a stranger? What's more, 2 of them
entered the restaurant and sat near Guang WeiZhe. They continuously took pictures from a
blind spot.

Guang WeiZhe was particularly speaking carefully today. Everything he did was
accompanied with a big smile on his face. He completely indulged in this "illegal meal" and
even enjoyed it.

Is my eating face handsome? Quick, take a picture!

When I'm holding the dishes, am I handsome? Quick, take a picture!

When I focus on talking, am I handsome? Quick, take a picture!

After more than 10 minutes of posing, he still hadn't finished his meal. He pretended to
pose and look at these 2 fans of his. But he didn't know since when. They were nodding and
muttering about something while looking in one direction.

Guang WeiZhe followed their eyes and saw JiHao. JiHao sat 3 tables behind him and was
surrounded by players from the S Provincial Team. On his left was the tall and powerful
ZhangJin. On the right was the young and lovely Ruan MingChi. The girls sat opposite from
him
ZhangJin's buffet plate was piled with food like a hill. Likewise, Ruan MingChi also served
up a lot. Only JiHaos' plate in the middle didn't have that much food. He ate slowly with his
chopsticks and occasionally raised his eyes to talk to the people around him. At that time, if
the postures and eyes were made into a video. Each frame could be used as a screensaver
without any editing.

JiHao was very handsome and loved to laugh. It was just that he seemed to have a bad guy
kind of aura.

"Wow~" The "illegal meal" was not conducting what an "illegal meal" should be doing.
They were exclaiming at other people besides their own idol.

"I wanted to say this last time, this xiao gege is really, super handsome." (4)

"The younger brother next to him is also really handsome."

"Shouldn't such a face go to the entertainment industry? Why are they an athlete?"

"They could obviously make a living with just their faces."

Guang WeiZhe who was listening to this conversation immediately fell into a vinegar tank
(5).

He pursed his mouth for a while, before shouting, "Xiao Ai, how do you eat food? There are
rice grains in the corner of your mouth." The voice was a little high, and the girl's attention
was instantly pulled back.

Guang WeiZhe's eyes flickered slightly. He raised his hand to touch ZhouAi's face and took a
grain of rice from the corner of his mouth.
"Ahhhhh~~"

"He's pampering him!"

"Xiao Ai looked up and asked for the rice grain! I'm going to die of cuteness! I really want to
strip them!" (6)

"The doting gege is so handsome! I'm going to die from this warmhearted scene!"

Guang WeiZhe face was much better after the attention was returned to him. He ignored
the eyes of the people around him and continued to talk to ZhouAi. His town and eyes were
soft and warm.

The amount of times the girls peeked at JiHao was also lesser.

After dinner, it wasn't even 6 yet. When JiHao put down his chopsticks, the shijie sitting
across from him asked in surprised, "Hao'er, are you really full?"

JiHao nodded. He hardly consumed any physical energy for swimming. After all, he wasn't a
person of this world. The rules of the world barely imposed any restraint on him. He could
feel hungry. But all the energy from eating was given to nourish the Qin strings. But he was
also poor in this world. Poor meant that he should eat a lot and to feel greedy whenever he
smelled delicious food. Otherwise, Jihao didn't need to eat.

"You're awesome," the shijie gave him a thumbs up, then picked up the plates and stood up,
"Let's go now."

Everyone stood up. ZhangJin who was now full of food, started burping.

The group of people from the S Provincial Team passed by Guang WeiZhe's table. Guang
WeiZhe was still talking to ZhouAi, but suddenly he stretched his legs out and prepared to
stand. Ruan MingChi who was closest to him, was caught by the sudden foot.

"Aiya!" The plate in his hand flew forward and Ruan MingChi fell forward.

JiHao shot forward like lightening and pulled Ruan MingChi by the waist. He pulled Ruan
MingChi towards him and imprisoned him in his arms.

Then he looked at Guang WeiZhe coldly.

ZhangJin who was walking in front turned around. The soup and water from Ruan
MingChi's dinner plate was sprinkled all over him.

He looked very fierce, as if he was going to hit someone in the next second. He glared at
Ruan MingChi coldly, then looked followed their eyesight to Guang WeiZhe.
Guang WeiZhe's expression was very innocent, and apologized profusely, "Sorry, sorry. I
didn't mean to do it. Are you ok?"

Ruan MingChi shook his head. He was fine, it was just ZhangJin…

Guang WeiZhe turned his head to look at ZhangJin, "I really didn't do it intentionally. I'm
sorry, I'll go with you to get a new outfit."

ZhangJin was angry, but he couldn't let it out. He made an "en" sound.

Finally, Guang WeiZhe looked at JiHao. He was a little taller than JiHao. When he looked at
people, he had to bow his head slightly. Although he smiled, he had a look of supremacy.

In fact, he had intentionally tripped Ruan MingChi. He usually never did this kind of low-
level provocation, but after seeing his fans shooting a video, he suddenly had an idea. He
just wanted to stand next to JiHao and show people that he was better and taller. He was
taller, had thicker eyebrows and big eyes, and he was a handsome guy with a healthy and
sunny style. Were all the people who thought JiHao was more handsome than himself,
blind?

Guang WeiZhe had a positive temperament. His eyes were clear and he had a sense of
grandeur and righteousness. 虽说男人不坏女人不爱 (7). But having a ruffian spirit guy
next to a good looking guy, anyone could tell who was more outstanding.

JiHao himself was worthy of entering the entertainment industry. His thoughts and acting
skills were almost perfect.

JiHao was too lazy to take care about Guang WeiZhe. He looked down at Ruan MingChi and
asked, "Are you all right?"

Ruan MingChi nodded his head.

"You didn't sprain anything?"

"No," Ruan MingChi felt the arm around his wait loosen, and it left behind a scorching
temperature. His eyes flashed before saying, "Thank you."

When JiHao looked back at Guang WeiZhe again, the temperature in his eyes dissipated.
JiHao had a profound appearance and strong lines. When he wasn't smiling, he was actually
very oppressive. Like boiling lava, he was dangerous, arrogant, and extremely powerful. He
had an aura that made people aware of the terrible power surging deep within.

Guang WeiZhe was being looked at by him.

He didn't know what to do. He couldn't laugh, and his eyes dodged subconsciously. He
didn't dare to look at JiHao.
Author's Note:
JiHao: Today is also a day when I am overbearing.
(1) 一个世界冠军的诞生，整个华国陪跑的何止千人，从市队到省队层层选拔. Translate
says: The birth of a world champion, more than thousand Chinese people run along with it.
From the city team to the provincial team. T/N: This just doesn't make sense. So I changed
the wordings around.
(2) 简直就是迟来的中二期. Simply a late second phase. T/N: The 2nd phase of puberty?
(3) Traffic. Get him more attention.
(4) 小哥哥. Xiao gege. Small, older brother. Technically it doesn't make sense. But it's an
affectionate name calling. 小姐姐. Small, older sister.
(5) Drinking, falling, whatever vinegar. It means the person is jealous.
(6) 好想撸! Google Translate: I really want to fuck! Baidu: I really want to roll! T/N: These
kids are only high schoolers... There must be something wrong with translation. 撸 means
strip, reprimand, or to dismiss.
(7) 虽说男人不坏女人不爱. Men don't go bad, don't love women. T/N: Whaaaat? This
chapter is just full of difficulties.

Chapter 14: For the First Time in Ruan MingChi's Life, He Tasted Entanglement
"After we get back, I'm going to look into this. This better had nothing to do with you."
JiHao said with a deep voice, while patting Ruan MingChi's shoulder lightly. He both
comforted and let him go.

Guang WeiZhe chuckled unhappily, "What? I still have to continue being prosecuted?"

"I mean exactly that." JiHao bluntly said.

Guang WeiZhe snorted and stopped talking.

JiHao pushed Ruan MingChi out, grabbed 2 pieces of paper towels and handed it to Ruan
MingChi. Ruan MingChi didn't know how to react, so JiHao pointed to the back of his shoe.

The soup and oil stains blossomed on the insteps. But since they were wearing sandals,
there was no loss. Ruan MingChi found a seat to sit down and bent down to wipe his shoes
carefully.
The most unlucky was still ZhangJin. The soy sauce soup completely soaked his clothes and
dripped down the corner of his clothes. He fiercely said, "Follow me to get clothes."

Guang WeiZhe who was assailed by 1 person after another was a bit uneasy. Especially in
front of his fans. In a cold voice, "I have said that I will compensate you."

"I don't need it, just take this and wash it."

"You!" Guang WeiZhe wanted to take action, but finally calmed down and said, "Ok, which
room are you in?"

"1010."

"I'll remember it. It's my fault, so I'm willing to cooperate and go up in a bit."

Having said this, Guang WeiZhe consciously made a full play. He turned around to
inadvertently look in the direction of his fans, thinking that they might be unfair to him.
They might even spread what happened today onto the internet and attract a group of
people to curse at him. But who knew, the 2 girls were not looking at him the entire time.

His heart thumped quickly and looked at their line of sight.

They were looking at Ruan MingChi, who was not far away, looking up at JiHao, who was
holding a tissue in his hand to wipe his neckline, neck and chin. There were no special
expressions on their faces. Ruan MingChi still had a cold face, and JiHao was carelessly
wiping his face. But from the outsiders' view, this picture was so full of harmony that one
could die.

Guang WeiZhe's head was dizzy and his blood pressure was significantly higher.

Although he didn't want to admit it, his interactions with ZhouAi was not as good as this
pair. Anything JiHao and Ruan MingChi did, was considered beautiful. Of course, it's not his
problem. It must be because ZhouAi's face value is not enough. These fans are too
superficial. Only looking at their faces. ZhouAi won 3rd place in the Youth World
Champions. Is this still not enough?

Guang WeiZhe's eyes turned and thought up a lot of horrible ideas. He first left to grab a
mop to help the waiter clean the ground.

The 2 fans began to come to their senses, "Ahh... Xiao gege is really sensible." Guang
WeiZhe's skin tone finally started to return to normal.

His face was unharmed, but his heart seemed to be impaled by a nail. Deep and painful.

JiHao and Ruan MingChi returned to their room. JiHao repeated himself again, "Are you
sure there's nothing? We can still go back and prosecute him."

Ruan MingChi shook his head.

"The day after tomorrow, there is a competition. Take off your shoes, and let me look at it.

Ruan MingChi obediently sat at the foot of the bed and took off his shoes carefully. JiHao
then squatted besides him and looked at his feet seriously. Ruan MingChi didn't know why,
but he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He felt that his feet felt a little warm, and put down his
feet.

JiHao raised his eyebrows, "En?"

"There's nothing wrong," Ruan MingChi replied.

"Then that's good," JiHao was obviously relieved. It made Ruan MingChi's ears hot, and he
felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. The strange feeling made him a little flustered.

"Wash it with hot water."

"En?"

"There is oil on the sandals, which can't be wiped clean."

Ruan MingChi returned to his senses, put on the sandals and rushed into the bathroom.

The water in the bathroom was flowing and it washed away the sticky uncomfortable oil on
the instep. Ruan MingChi lowered his eyes to look at his feet. In the rising heat, the coldness
in his heart seemed to melt a little.

The next day, they met Guang WeiZhe again in the training center. Their sights staggered
stiffly. All morning, before training, they warmed up. All the players were concentrated in
the empty area by the pool. While kneeling and pressing on their insteps, they listened to
their coach speak.

The head coach came in with a book and said, "The National Youth Championship list has
come out now. I'll verify it in person again. If you hear your name, listen well. If you have
any questions, come to me later. If you didn't hear your names, also come to me.
ZhangQian, 800 meters..."

"Guang WeiZhe, 200m medley, 400m medley. Youth Group A."

Guang WeiZhe lazily responded, "Yes!"

"Ruan MingChi, 50m freestyle, 100m freestyle. Youth Group B."

Ruan MingChi replied, "Yes."

"JiHao, 200m medley, 400m medley. Youth Group A."

JiHao answered, "Yes."

Guang WeiZhe turned his head suddenly to look at JiHao across the mountains and rivers.
(T/N: Lmao, the other swimmers have turned into that now?) JiHao felt his eyes on him and
also looked back. His expression was faint, and the next second it moved to look at ZhouAi.

ZhouAi was also watching Ruan MingChi. It was such a coincidence that JiHao and Guang
WeiZhe collided with each other, and Ruan MingChi and ZhouAi also collided with each
other.

It's just that compared with Guang WeiZhe's complicated eyes, ZhouAi's eyes were much
simpler. It was more of a simple curiosity. And of course, it burned with his will to win.
However his hot blooded-ness was on an iceberg that was Ruan MingChi, and soon it was
going to turn into a bloody mist with the iceberg as the winner.

Seeing this scene, JiHao was quite satisfied. It seemed that the flowers he had grown, only
bloomed for him. Especially in this strange City A, he clearly felt that Ruan MingChi treated
him differently than others.

So when they were training in the water, and Ruan MingChi swam out first. JiHao swam
behind while watching the pink toes turn into agate-like beads in the silver bubbles. Feeling
a little mischievous, he went forward to grab the ankle.

"?" Halfway through, Ruan MingChi stopped to look back at him.

"Hurry up." JiHao was extremely thick skinned and innocently said, "You swim too slowly."

"...." Ruan MingChi drilled back into the water and sped up.

JiHao waited for a few seconds and caught up again. This time he scratched his foot. Ruan
MingChi's legs snapped back and he started swimming crookedly, but he didn't stop.

JiHao teased him and wanted to do it again. As soon as he made a move, Ruan MingChi put
his foot on the back of his hand and caused his hand to hurt.

"JiHao! Ruan MingChi!" The coach roared from the shore, "Get out of the water!"

The 2 came up, and stood shoulder-to-shoulder while listening to the coach's lecture. "How
old are you guys? Even my kindergarten daughter doesn't play such a childish game. You
guys still keep playing around! There's a competition tomorrow, but you guys don't even
take it to heart! You're punished to stand for half an hour. If you guys don't finish today's
training, you're not allowed to leave the water!"

They were punished to stand for half an hour while wearing their swimming trunks.

With their hands behind their backs, and holding onto their swimming goggles and cap. The
drops of water meandered from the top and rolled down to drip onto the ground.

The people who were coming and going, looked at them. The coach who was ordered to
watch over them smiled at this scene and whispered, "Did something naughty? Got
punished huh."

JiHao fake smiled and said to Ruan MingChi, "Sorry, I got you into trouble. You can beat me
up after we get back."

Ruan MingChi looked down at a spot on the ground, motionless. Only his thick and wet
eyelashes trembled slightly. This scene at this moment was a public humiliation, but
strangely, he didn't feel particularly angry or shameful.

When the time was up, everyone else was already done with training. There was no one in
the swimming pool. The coach who had to stay with them constantly looked at his watch,
"Not a sense of discipline, how were they able to join this team?"

JiHao said, "It was me who got him into trouble."

The coach held his ground, "You think it takes only 1 person to cause trouble? Why don't
you just go back home!"

After a few more words, the coach finally calmed down. In fact, he was also anxious. After
half a month of training, all the top players of the provincial teams were to have a midterm
exam (competition). He remembered that he had acne in his mouth, but did he say anything
about it (1)?

He glanced at them coldly and with a brush of his sleeves, walked away.

JiHao was unwilling to listen to him (2). Once he saw the coach turn around, he looked at
Ruan MingChi. Although this person was cold and lonely, he was rigid and law abiding.
Today, he was taught a lesson. JiHao was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand it.

Ruan MingChi lowered his eyes, and his face was unhappy.

JiHao really regretted it. Looking at Ruan MingChi's alienation, and felt that now was a time
to use a new weapon. He used the wrong weapon before and it not only failed to create a
new weapon, but it dropped a level. (T/N: Lol, metaphor for idea. He used the wrong idea.)

Ah... He didn't know that this would happen.

"I'm sorry," JiHao said, carefully coaxing. He was thinking about how to recover the
relationship.

JiHao was distracted, so he didn't see Ruan MingChi slightly shaking his head. When the 2
went out again, they were separated by a distance of 1 meter. No one said anything.

Ruan MingChi walked in front and headed for the shower. He showered slowly and when
he came out, he found that the locker room was quiet and empty.

He walked slowly to his locker while glancing left and right. He listened carefully, but there
was really no sound. JiHao wasn't in the shower, nor was he in the changing room. The
person who was always around him suddenly disappeared. At this moment, Ruan MingChi
felt wronged.

It originally wasn't his (Ruan MingChi's) fault, why did JiHao get so angry that he left first?

The corners of his mouth were tight. The clothes he wore felt heavier than usual. When he
finally closed the locker door, he used a lot of energy and it banged loudly like thunder. It
echoed in the changing room.

With a cold face, he grabbed his backpack. He lowered his head and rushed out of the
changing room. The lights in the hallway had at some point turned off. There was only a
little light at the end of the long passage. Ruan MingChi wanted to walk quickly into the
light and wanted to quickly walk forward. But he hesitated. His mind was full of wild
thoughts. He couldn't understand what JiHao was upset about, or what he should do when
he saw JiHao back at the hotel. Should he ask? Be indifferent? Or pretend that everything
was fine?

For the first time in Ruan MingChi's life, he tasted entanglement.

But life was like this hallway. No matter how dark, the moment one took a step forward,
they would walk into the light.

Ruan MingChi stood at the door, and the golden sunlight fell on him. There was a man
waiting for him, wrapped in the light.

JiHao walked up, and handed a water bottle over, "Drink some ice water to put out the fire
and don't be mad at me ok?"

(1) Acne. Getting stressed. Can't do anything about it.

(2) 油盐不进. Not into the salt and oil. It means that they're stubborn and unwilling to
listen from others.

Chapter 15: In a Sport's Competition, Food is the Original Sin

When Ruan MingChi reached out for the water, his sight fell on the back of JiHao’s hand.
There was a bloody wound near the ring finger knuckle. The wound was not deep, but
because it soaked in the water for too long, the edges were white, so it made most of his
hand seem red and swollen.

He remembered earlier that he had kicked JiHao’s hand.

He had calculated, and waited for the hand to touch the instep of his foot, and then kicked
down without mercy.

"En? Not thirsty?" JiHao shook the mineral water.

"..." Ruan MingChi took the water and his eyes could not help but circle in on the wound.

But JiHao didn't mention anything about the injury. He smiled and turned around, saying,
"Let’s go, or else there will be no food later.”

At 5:30 in the afternoon, the training center was full of people coming back and forth. The
summer sports were in full swing. The national treasures (professional players) were busy
competing in world competitions. The training center was full of members from each
training team.

The two of them walked to the gate next to the flower bed, one in front and one behind.
Ruan MingChi who was walking in the back, opened the water bottle. The chilled water
went along the throat and instantly expelled the summer heat.

When he screwed the cap back on again, Ruan MingChi whispered, "I'm not angry."

JiHao stopped and looked back at him.

Ruan MingChi raised the water in his hand, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." JiHao smiled, and his eyes were soft in the sunset, standing side by side
with Ruan MingChi.

Back at the hotel, although JiHao never mentioned it, Ruan MingChi sat on the toilet and
carefully cutted his toenails.

He returned to the room casually, and saw JiHao sitting at the end of the bed changing
channels. When he saw him come out, he laughed, "咔哒咔哒 Kā dá kā dá (T/N: onom. For
cutting noises.) Were you eating cookies in the bathroom?”

"..." Ruan MingChi hesitated and then spread his hands out, revealing in his palm, nail
clippers.

"Just cut it out here," JiHao narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to smile, "You’ve hurt
me, so you’re feeling sorry.”

Ruan MingChi was embarrassed. He was seen right through. Why was this person always
like this?

"It doesn't matter." JiHao smiled and said, "Help me cut my nails, and then I will forgive
you."

"..." Ruan MingChi just handed him the nail clipper.

JiHao gave it back to him, "Help me cut it."

"......"

"Are you helping or not?" He threatened Ruan MingChi.

"..." Ruan MingChi began to release cold air.

"Then I will help you." JiHao slightly smiled and grabbed Ruan MingChi's hand. Ruan
MingChi couldn’t understand the routines of urban people.

When Ruan MingChi was grabbed by his hand, he was still unresponsive, and when he
reacted, he pulled his hand back and frowned, "You don’t need to, I already did it.”

"Your feet."

Ruan MingChi moved his feet out of view and hugged his legs. He watched JiHao vigilantly.

However, he saw JiHao's broken smiley face, and he rushed over to hook his hand around
his neck, and shouted, "Little immortal Ruan, you are so cute."

"..." Ruan MingChi was about to die from anger.

Ruan MingChi's face was stretched taut all night, but JiHao didn't care. He didn't sit at his
own bed, but sat at the edge of Ruan MingChi's bed instead. The two watched TV and said
two sentences from time to time.

Before going to bed, JiHao turned off the TV and said, "Tomorrow, there is a competition.
So, good night. If I snore at night, you can kick me off the bed."

"Good night." Ruan MingChi didn't say much, and slid into bed. When JiHao left Ruan
MingChi’s bed, the mattress bounced and took away the hot body temperature that was
originally there. Ruan MingChi lay flat in bed. He thought back to what JiHao said just now...
kicking him off the bed…

He didn't like this kind of intimacy, but he also didn't reject the idea. When he closed his
eyes, he saw JiHao. When he opened his eyes, he also saw JiHao. He finally pursed his lips
and when he turned his body away was he finally able to breakaway from the inexplicable
emotion.

There were no words spoken that night.

After a couple of blinks, it was already the next day.

The "National Youth Swimming Competition" was held in City A this year, and all the
members who came to participate in the "Young Training Team" signed up. The training
team found three vehicles and took them to the arena every morning and back in the
evening. The entire competition took three days, from the preliminaries to the semi-finals
to the finals.

Ruan MingChi proved himself to have the strength of a national athlete in the preliminaries
of Junior Group A on the first day.

As the master of the world, his will affected the entire world. In other words, if he thinks he
can do it, he would definitely be the best of the best.

Compared to him, JiHao was too capricious.

If the opponent in the same group was strong, he would also be strong. If the opponent in
the same group was weak, he would also be weak. The results at the end of the
preliminaries, was that his achievements were not even up to par of a national swimmer.

Guang WeiZhe, who was in the same group as him, performed exceptionally well.

Guang WeiZhe took first place in the preliminaries and posted on Weibo, "Try harder and
strive for the upper reaches."
Broker Zhao Kaiqi didn't fire this Weibo, all the messages were only about one hundred.

When he won first place in the semi-finals, he posted on Weibo, "Keep up your efforts and
strive for the top!"

The agent hired some cheap public army to hype up the message, and the number of
messages soon reached 500.

"Xiao gege, jiayou!"

"First! First!"

"Hahaha, I'm going to watch the game on the day of. I've already found the tickets. I can’t
wait!"

"Upstairs neighbor, I want to go too."

On the day of the final, the audience in the field saw much more.

The arena could hold 3000 people, plus the members of the team which had about 2000
people. The seats were not assigned, so athletes and spectators mixed together. But there
was a very prominent area, in which a group of young girls were sitting in a group. With a
bright smile on their faces, and a support card in their hand.

The support card said, "WeiZhe Xiao gege".

There was another support card with bright lights that wrote, “Zhe vs. Ai. Jiayou!”

The game officially started at nine in the morning. The referee blew the clearing whistle,
and the swimmers got up.

JiHao and Ruan MingChi were in the crowd, and Yin XueLin followed them into the dressing
room.

During the "National Youth Championship", the member’s teams came to support them.
JiHao's place of residence did not change, but every day when they arrived at the stadium,
they would be with the swimmers of the S provincial team. The three of them would leave
together and come back together.

Yin XueLin's addition was not surprising. What made JiHao happy was that Ruan MingChi
no longer rejected the members of their dorm. No matter what he was doing, he would
naturally wait for them. It wasn’t because JiHao taught him well. It was because Ruan
MingChi was willing to let others in that were worth his energy and time.

Even Yin Xuelin felt the changes in Ruan MingChi and took the time to secretly say in
JiHao's ear, "Ruan MingChi is actually quite good, huh."

JiHao looked at him and smiled. Nonsense. Whether it was immortal Ruan MingChi or
WuHuaQin. Either one alone could shock the Three Realms, such a big treasure was much
more than the word "quite good".

A group of people squeezed into the locker room. Some people took a shower, some people
changed clothes directly. There was a lot of noise everywhere. Their lockers were far away
from each other, and they were quickly submerged into the crowd as soon as they entered.

JiHao was putting on his dry swimming trunks, when he looked up and it clashed with
Guang WeiZhe’s. It was hard to tell what he meant by his eyes. But it seemed to hold a bit of
superiority. He smirked and gradually looked away.

JiHao raised his eyebrows slightly, and returned a warm and indifferent smile. Only when
he lowered his eyes, did the dark fog under his eyes roll up. It was tyrannical and violent.
Ruan MingChi waited for JiHao to finish changing. When JiHao came out, he saw Guang
WeiZhe standing at the gate taking a selfie. He held the self-timer artifact in one hand, a
hand hooked around ZhouAi’s neck, and a raised chin at a 45-degree angle. He didn't know
how many photos he had taken already, but ZhouAi didn't want to cooperate in the picture
anymore. ZhouAi looked left and right and saw JiHao and Ruan MingChi standing together.

In the background of Guang WeiZhe's picture, there were also 2 figures standing next to
each other.

Both of them were wearing black swimming trunks, and the upper body was also wearing
the same summer sportswear of the S provincial team. In fact, the style of the sportswear
was very earthy, blue and white, and the pattern was like a school uniform for junior high
school students. It was loose and unstyled. It didn’t show a lot of their figure.

But the face value was too high.

The two just stood there at random, without any makeup, but they were just like a beautiful
landscape.

Guang WeiZhe saw this scene, and suddenly he was not in the mood to take a selfie. He put
down his phone, loosened his arms around ZhouAi, patted him and signaled him to go back.

ZhouAi's face was tense. He had been watching Ruan MingChi, and was hesitant to talk.

"What's wrong?" Guang WeiZhe asked.

"Ruan MingChi is very powerful." ZhouAi frowned, "If he participated in the competition
the year before, he would have won the world championship."

Guang WeiZhe's mood suddenly soured. He tried to soothe him, "How old were you the
year before last, he’s only 15, you guys aren’t at the same level ok?"

"But I still can't beat him." ZhouAi said a little lowly, "It's useless to keep talking about past
results, and it's also useless to have no results in the future. Alas... I don't know what to say
anymore. I’ve always felt that these past two years, I haven’t had any exemplary results. I
want to try another item."

Guang WeiZhe didn't have the patience to be the elder brother. He said a couple more
words to appease him, before walking into the field. He gave JiHao a deep look, and then
walked away.

Guang WeiZhe went to the rest area and sat down. After all, his heart was uneasy. He took
out his phone and typed. He almost let out his anger and made a speech on his personal
blog.

[Sports competition, food is the original sin, no achievements, what is he arrogant about.]
(1)

A paragraph that fans could not make head or tail of really attracted the attention of the
fans.

"What's wrong with didi (2)?"

"Who provoked our didi? Older sister will help you take revenge!"

"Yes, that’s right. In competitive events, food is the original sin."

"Who offended you? We’ll teach him how to be a person with our achievements!"

When Guang WeiZhe Zhe saw this, he was in a good mood.

That’s right.

Teach JiHao how to be a person, with his own achievements. JiHao didn’t have any
achievements, but he was still so dazzling. What a hindrance!

There was also that Ruan MingChi... Sooner or later, was he going to join the national team?
At that time, he would have also entered the national team. He didn’t know if it was
possible... Considering this, Guang WeiZhe Zhe looked down at ZhouAi and concealed his
disgust.
菜是原罪. Food is the original sin. The answers are a bit confusing, but it means that there
is a player who is of the same level, but failing to meet requirements, thus they should be
scolded.
弟弟. Dìdì. Younger brother.

Chapter 16: Ruan MingChi was Dazzled by the Smile (Part 1)

JiHao and Ruan MingChi waited for Yin XueLin to slowly come out. When he arrived, JiHao
suddenly said, "Let's take a picture and keep it as a memorial."

Yin XueLin nodded in a hurry and took out his phone from his backpack.

Ruan MingChi didn't have time to speak, before he was sandwiched between the two and
stood outside the swimming pool. The three people's heads were squeezed together, and
after a “咔嚓” kā chā , and it was a permanent picture.

JiHao said, "Little immortal, smile a bit."

Ruan MingChi stretched out the corner of his mouth stiffly.

“咔嚓” kā chā , Yin XueLin pressed the button again.

"Do it one more time," JiHao said, this time he put his hands around Ruan MingChi's
shoulder.

Ruan MingChi turned to look at him.

“咔嚓” kā chā , Yin XueLin complained, "Aiya, the shot was crooked."

They didn’t know how many photos they took in the end. A lot of people had looked at
them, and thought that they were posing similarly to Guang WeiZhe’s. But JiHao had his
own ideas. If the memories faded, at least this photo remained. To record the passage of
their youths. This was also love.

On the way back, Yin XueLin was picking photos to send to his circle of friends.

"Aiya, I’m so ugly in this one, why is this one so ugly? Geez, why is there not a handsome
one?"

JiHao lowered his shoulders and waited for Ruan MingChi to look towards him. He then
circled behind Ruan MingChi and put his chin on his shoulder. One of his fingers raised
Ruan MingChi’s chin in a frivolous way, then raised his own eyebrows in an evil way. They
both then looked at Yin XueLin.

Yin XueLin froze for a moment, then suddenly realized what he meant. He staggered back
three steps, covered his own heart, and painfully groaned, "It hurts."

JiHao laughed, and then turned his eyes to watch Ruan MingChi. He had a smile on the
corner of his mouth. His happy face was especially illuminated by the light. Especially
distinctive.

After entering the arena, Ruan MingChi walked away in another direction. His game was
starting soon and he needed to sign in on the first floor.

"Wait." JiHao suddenly stopped him, "Come here."

"?" Ruan MingChi was stunned for a bit and then came over.

JiHao suddenly opened his arms wide and hugged him. Ruan MingChi only felt that he was
suddenly surrounded by warmth, and a hot wind blew into his ears, "Jiayou!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" His heart beated violently, and it was all he could hear.

But soon JiHao released him and beckoned to Yin XueLin, "Come here."
Yin XueLin, like a stripe (fish), happily rushed up and hugged the two of them, shouting,
"Jiayou! Jiayou! Take first place! Break the record! Earn the bonuses! Little immortal,
jiayou!”

The passionate and bloody encouragement made the temperature of the three people rise
even higher. But Ruan MingChi's wildly beating heart calmed down inexplicably.

He was just struck by a huge warm current and became warm and soft.

"En." Ruan MingChi nodded.

Later, JiHao didn't go upstairs to sit, but instead accompanied Ruan MingChi on the field. He
could feel Ruan MingChi's heart was opening up to him a little bit. At this time, he had to hit
while the iron was hot!

So Yin XueLin also stayed.

The three people waited to sign in, and then accompanied Ruan MingChi to do warm-ups
until he was ready to enter the competition. Afterwards, they stayed in place and waved at
him.

Ruan MingChi withdrew his gaze. The light at the bottom of his eyes were soft, like water, it
was rippling and sparkling.

The staff waved to the swimmers who were waiting in line. Ruan MingChi stood in the
middle of the crowd, when his shoulder was patted by the person behind him.

He turned around and saw ZhouAi, who was second in the semifinals, saying, "Your team’s
relationship is really good.”

Ruan MingChi looked at him, and after thinking for a few seconds, “en”-ed in response.

ZhouAi grumbled and complained, "Unlike my shixiong... Ah... forget it, don't want to say it
anymore."

Ruan MingChi took his gaze back and dropped his eyes to the ground as before, waiting
quietly. But the slightly hooked corner of his mouth was as if solid ice was melting. The
whole person seemed to be wrapped in a layer of fuzzy burr, and the breath was soft.

"Enter!" The Staff shouted.

Ruan MingChi followed them into the pool.

100 meters was very short.

Ruan MingChi's final result, 51:03 seconds!

No doubt he won first place, and it was a new record!

Ruan MingChi ended the first final of his national competition with applause. He had once
again broke the record he just broke yesterday. He surpassed himself and won the gold
medal!

"Wow!"

"Amazing!"

The people were exclaiming all around the arena.

Ruan MingChi, who just came out of the swimming pool, was still gasping a little hard. His
feet felt squishy and he was feeling a little dizzy. However, when he saw the man waiting
there, he unconsciously accelerated his pace and walked over.

He stood in front of him and looked up at him. He didn't know how bright his own eyes
were at this moment.

JiHao raised his hand and patted Ruan MingChi ’s damp head, "That was great! I knew you
could do it!"

Ruan MingChi was dazzled by that bright smile, and his heart was beating way too fast.

He wondered if it was because he used all his strength in the competition, and he hadn’t
recovered yet so his heart was beating so fast.

Yin XueLin also rushed to hug him and cheered for him. They didn’t know when he arrived,
but behind Yin XueLin was Coach Yu. He smiled brightly, and waited for them to finish
celebrating before he nodded and smiled, "That was a good swim. Everyone in the team is
happy and proud of you.”

Ruan MingChi's breath eased a bit and he looked at Yin XueLin, Coach Yu, and finally JiHao.
His mouth slightly pulled away from both sides, revealing a faint smile.

Next was Yin XueLin's backstroke competition, and then JiHao's medley competition. The
time between the competitions wasn’t long. So all four people waited in the preparation
area.

Yin XueLin's swimming performance was average. He participated in the 100-meter and
200-meter backstroke competitions. In the 200 meters, he barely entered the final at eighth
place. His semi-final performance had been his best performance. Then he was last place in
the final.
Yin XueLin was caught by Coach Yu to analyze the game's gains and losses. JiHao began to
warm up before his game.

He squatted, jumped, and twisted his shoulders to warm up. Then he just sat down on his
seat lazily.

Ruan MingChi couldn't bear this lazy warm up, “Already done?’

JiHao nodded, "Done.”

“That was enough?”

“Enough.”

"..." Ruan MingChi, who had always been serious in his work, was anxious. He couldn’t bear
with it and said, "Do it again." There was even a commanding tone in his words.

JiHao raised his eyebrows and slowly stood up to look at him. He stared at him until Ruan
MingChi started to look embarrassed. But then JiHao smiled and said, "Alright, I’ll obey.”

In the blink of an eye, the 200 medley staff called to sign in.

JiHao seriously warmed up, and even started to sweat. He waited in line to sign in.

Guang WeiZhe, who was in front of him, signed the name, and put down the pen. He turned
his head around to look at JiHao, and said with a smile, "You were warming up quite
seriously.”

JiHao ignored him and put one hand in his pocket. His body was crooked while he signed
his name.

Guang WeiZhe smiled indifferently, "Are you in the first lane? Jiayou ah."

JiHao threw the pen down and looked up at him. He had lost the smiling face and let his
momentum rise upright. He was surly and ferocious, like a beast hidden deep underground.
It made people shudder.

Chapter 16: Ruan MingChi was Dazzled by the Smile (Part 2)

Guang WeiZhe immediately looked away, he didn’t dare to look at him.

After he waited for JiHao to leave, Guang WeiZhe recovered. He was angry.

He didn’t understand. He was older than JiHao in terms of age, and he was better than JiHao
in terms of grades, and he was rude. He only said “jiayou” to him, and he didn’t even
answer. JiHao has nothing but looks! What else did he have?

Guang WeiZhe was so angry that he wanted to post on Weibo, but then he hesitated and
turned to his WeChat friends instead, "Today, I wanted to cheer on my teammates, but was
ignored. Isn’t this the legendary envy, jealousness and hate. Forget it. For my competition, I
just have to go all out."

His circle of friends were mostly people in the swimming circle. Response times had always
been very slow, and the perspectives were completely different. The content of the
responses were completely different from Weibo.

ZhangAn: [Your competition is about to start, jiayou.]

ZhaoQiang: [If you win first place, I’ll pay for dinner.]

WeiJia: [Jiayou.]

Guang WeiZhe pouted, this was why he didn’t like to make friends. His peers were also his
enemies, and they themselves knew how jealous they sounded in response.

He closed the chat and was too lazy to respond. He opened his Weibo and drew the power
of his fans under his latest Weibo.

[Ahhhhhh~ Xiao gege is about to play. I saw him sign in, so excited! I am ready to scream! ]

[Great! Amazing! I like watching the competitions the most, it’s so passionate! I want to see
my didi take first place! I love you so much! ]

This was a very different response from his circle of friends, it was just too great!

Guang WeiZhe chuckled, and raised his eyes to look at JiHao from afar. His eyes looked at
him as if he was superior. After he calmed his heart down, he finally put his phone into his
jacket pocket.

"Can Team A for the 200 meter medley, come over here and get ready to enter!"

When the swimmers heard the staff, they arranged themselves according to the
introduction, and quickly entered the field.

"The first lane, S provincial team, JiHao."

The broadcast of the stadium began to roll call. JiHao put on his swimming cap and waved.

"The second lane, the Z provincial team..."

The roll call on the radio continued.

……

"Fourth lane, Flying Fish Club, Guang WeiZhe."

A corner of the stadium suddenly burst into warm cheers.

"ZheZhe jiayou!"

"Take first place!"

"Xiao gege, I love you!"

After a quiet afternoon, the fan group in the corner of the stadium finally burst out with
screaming power. The cheering cries came one after another. The young and beautiful girls
waved their support cards and were very enthusiastic.

Guang WeiZhe stood up and waved in that direction.

"Ahhhh~" The constant screams seemed to bring out a pink heart.

Almost everyone turned to look, and many young athletes even showed envious
expressions on their faces.

"Guang WeiZhe is popular right now."

"There are more than 20,000 people online watching the live broadcast."

"I heard from his circle of friends, that he is thinking about doing an advertisement."

The broadcast of the roll call was "relentless", and did not let Guang WeiZhe have more
appearance time. Soon, broadcasting had ended.

The referee whistled to start preparation.

All the judges in the back stood up.

The athletes stepped onto the platform, adjusted their swimming caps and swimming
goggles. They then jumped into the water, soaked their body from head to toe, and made
the final preparations.

Guang WeiZhe fans were screaming: "Ahhhhhhh~~ my didi’s legs are so long!!”

"Didi will definitely be number one!"

“咻——” Xiū —--

The whistle sounded again.

JiHao moved around to hold the handle under the starting platform. With his arm strength,
he lifted himself out of the water and placed his legs against the wall. His legs were tense,
and was slowly accumulating force.

The muscular lines on his body became clear and obvious to the public.

"Didi come on!" There was a girl shouting at the last second.

"Bang!" The starting gun sounded!

JiHao's legs kicked fiercely, as if he was shot from an arrow. He galloped rapidly on the
surface of the water, and then into the water (1).

With just three consecutive kicks, he was the first to resurface.

Coach Yu talked to Yin XueLin onshore, "The reaction speed was fast, the leg strength is
very strong, and the departure was perfect."

Yin XueLin gave a "en" sound, and continued to look at JiHao intently. He didn't speak.

In a flash, the 50-meter backstroke was about to end.

The gap between the swimmers was not obvious. Guang WeiZhe took the lead, with lane
five and six trailing a little, and lane two and seven trailing a little further behind. The semi-
final performance truly represented a person’s strength. The swimmer in lane eight was
left behind.

The "arrow" position was very commonly seen in swimming competitions.

But this game was a little different.

Someone was swimming at the same pace.

On the first lane, another player was rushing ahead.

It was JiHao!

Since the game was broadcasted, people could see 2 parallel horizontal lines on the screen.
They could see that JiHao and Guang WeiZhe were both leading the competition!

Guang WeiZhe Zhe came to the three-meter line, turned his shoulders into a roll, and swam
out with a breaststroke.
JiHao also rolled over at the same time, and swam out with the breaststroke.

Guang WeiZhe's breaststroke had a great sense of speed and rhythm. It didn’t waste
surplus energy. Every time he entered the water, he galloped forward.

JiHao was on par with him. It even seemed as if he was ahead of Guang WeiZhe by a little
bit, but the breaststroke was difficult to tell who was ahead, so it was not obvious.

However, the speed of the two was extremely fast, and they gradually distanced themselves
from the other players. Those who did not pay attention to JiHao before, now looked at him.

"Who is that? They’re actually swimming at the same pace together? He’s swimming so
fast!"

"I bet his scores won’t come out all that good, stop watching him."

"Xiao gege! Jiayou!"

Fans returned to Guang WeiZhe, and concentrated on cheering for their xiao gege.

50 meter breaststroke had ended and now it was the butterfly stroke.

Butterfly has always been the most gorgeous and the most ornamental posture among the
four swimming strokes, especially the male’s butterfly swimming. When the body swam
forward, it made the male especially sexy and rough.

In the stands, Guang WeiZhe’s fans were screaming.

But JiHao's butterfly swim was obviously very different.

He was light and calm, like a butterfly, dancing in the air. It was smart, beautiful, and it
quietly jumped into people’s hearts.

The fan group didn’t know when they stopped screaming, "xiao gege jiaoyou". Their eyes
fell on the figure in the far corner. It was just that this person swam too beautifully, and
they could no longer deceive themselves. Obviously, in this competition, lane one was
faster than Guang WeiZhe.

The S Provincial team members paid attention to this game, and gradually began to discuss.

"JiHao seems to be in front?"

"He really caught up?"

"Guang WeiZhe is swimming really well."

"But JiHao is in front, can’t you see."

Just then, JiHao touched the wall and flipped around to swim the freestyle.

Guang WeiZhe Zhe also touched the wall and turned around.

JiHao came out of the water and swung his arm.

Guang WeiZhe was clearly half an arm behind.

Yes!

JiHao was in front!

But the difference was not very obvious!

Guang WeiZhe's freestyle was very strong, JiHao can’t let him catch up!

Yin XueLin suddenly jumped from his seat and shouted, "Hurry up! Faster!"

Although Ruan MingChi was sitting, his face was tight and he was very nervous. He was
even more nervous than when he was competing.

Yin XueLin's didn’t stop screaming even though he felt tired, "JiHao, jiayou!"

Ruan MingChi also shouted in his heart, "JiHao, jiayou."

JiHao's freestyle was flat and steady.

The frequency of his arm swings was not fast, but they were all effective arm strokes, and
his body constantly rushed forward, faster and faster.

Guang WeiZhe was also accelerating.

The frequency of his obviously accelerated.

His performance today was very good.

However, JiHao, in front of everyone’s eyes, created distance from Guang WeiZhe.

The difference in distance was at first half an arm, then there was a whole arms distance,
and then it was half a body.

JiHao's freestyle was just too fast.

Everyone suddenly seemed to remember that JiHao's original main item was the freestyle?

At the last 25 meters, JiHao was ahead of Guang WeiZhe by half and arm.

At ten meters, he had pulled ahead by half a body.

At five meters, Guang WeiZhe could only touch his feet by extending his arms.

The gap was still widening.

Guang WeiZhe chased desperately, but even JiHao's feet could not be touched at the last
meter.

JiHao touched the wall.

The game was complete!

(1) 在水面急速地疾驰而过，继而窜入水中。T/N: Hmmm....

Chapter 17: For Such a Good Looking Person, He Only had JiHao in His Eyes
JiHao got out of the water and heard the cheers over his head. He took off his swimming
goggles, and looked up to see Ruan MingChi standing with Yin XueLin, staring at him
heatedly.

JiHao raised his hands that were holding the goggles and waved at him.

"Pa Pa Pa!" The applause sounded everywhere.

The numbers on the big screen had stopped the moment JiHao’s fingers had touched the
wall of the pool.

2:02:32 minutes!

International Professional Level!

He not only broke the competition’s record, but also broke the national record. With this
record, other medley swimmers did not want to come out to compete.

Strong!

Too strong!
All the coaches stared at JiHao, then looked at Coach Yu with envy and jealousy.

What kind of dog shit luck was this? Ruan MingChi broke the record for freestyle, and now
JiHao broke the medley record. Did you know that if you are too good, then you deserve to
be beat (1)?

The people of the S provincial team hugged each other and celebrated, "JiHao JiHao JiHao!"

JiHao looked up and smiled. The lights shone on his face, and his eyes were black and
bright.

"Damn, this xiao gege is really nice to look at."

Someone in the fan group magnified their picture by 50x on the face and they swallowed,
"I’m feeling thirsty."

"Huh? Isn't that that somebody?"

"What? Do you know him? Right now, I want all the information on this xiao gege!"

"If you go on Guang WeiZhe’s weibo, he had reposted the National Swimming Association’s
picture, and there were photos of him in it. I couldn’t forget his face, but unfortunately
there wasn’t a lot of news on him. I didn’t think that…”

"Cough!" The older fans coughed and turned around unhappily to the two newcomers who
were talking louder and louder.

The two newcomers smiled embarrassedly and lowered their voices, but their subject still
revolved around JiHao, especially at the picture of two people, one tall and one shorter
person, “Oh my goooood! It must be the age of beauty right now!”

Sports have always been like this. People only focus on the dazzling first place, and the love
from the fans was always cruel.

Guang WeiZhe also broke the tournament record, but wasn’t receiving any glory. He was
still in the water and his glare could almost poke two holes into JiHao’s back.

How was he able to get this score? He didn’t believe it!

It was not possible to pull tricks during swimming competitions, because their training
always reflected their level of strength. How JiHao did in the preliminaries, everyone knew.
How could he suddenly be so fast?

Guang WeiZhe froze. The swimmer in the next lane congratulated him for winning second
place, but he was glared back at by his cold eyes. He didn’t care about his image anymore.
He was not going to willingly retreat from this case.
In the locker room, the players who finished their matches were changing clothes. Guang
WeiZhe didn’t dare to take out his mobile phone after changing clothes. He could just
imagine what his fans were going to say. When JiHao had changed out of his swimming
trunks and left, did Zhou KaiQi send a WeChat.

Zhou KaiQi: [Second place?]

Zhou KaiQi: [Why are you second place? I already prepared all the news for you, but you
got second? How am I going to send out the news now?]

Zhou KaiQi: [Why don’t you respond? I know you’re there. You said you were 100%
confident, but how could you lose?]

Zhou KaiQi: [Guang WeiZhe!]

"Beep ...... beep ..." He received a call from her. It sounded persistently in his ear.

Guang WeiZhe clenched his teeth and finally pressed the answer button. He shouted into
the phone, "In this competition, who can follow the things they said? Even DaYang didn't
dare to say he would 100% win the competition. Who told you to do all these things by
yourself? You’re blaming me? You are blaming me? Did you think I wanted to lose?" At the
end, there was a little bit of grievance in Guang WeiZhe's voice, and his eyes had turned red.

He really lost face!

"..." Zhao Kaiqi was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Then you tell me, what do I do
about the money I paid? Do I send news articles out about you getting second place?”

When Guang WeiZhe heard her trying to make him pay for the articles, he was suddenly
angered, "I don't know!" and then he hung up the phone.

He put down the phone and turned around only to find that there were still a few people in
the dressing room. Guang WeiZhe couldn't take the embarrassment, and so he angrily
banged the locker door shut and stormed out.

A staff member outside the door shouted into the speaker, "The top three of the 200m
medley in group A are ready to receive the award. Receive them here!"

Guang WeiZhe did not want to go. Before the game he had so arrogantly and confidently
thought he could get first place. Some people had even congratulated him on winning the
championship in advance, and he had thanked them back in return. Now looking back, he
couldn’t wait to dig himself deep into the ground.

But he also couldn’t not get the award.

So he went to receive it with a long face. The third place winner was satisfied and smiling
happily. Guang WeiZhe mocked this guy who wasn’t ambitious, but he tried to smile back,
"Today you swam well.”

The third place said, "You also swam very well. You broke the tournament record, but
unfortunately JiHao broke that and the national record. Haha. I can not compare, I am no
match at all."

Guang WeiZhe's heart had been burnt earlier, but now it was smoking. He thought, how
could you say these words? Can’t you see how my face is right now? You are blind!

But his face still smiled with some hypocrisy, and turned to watch JiHao. He thought JiHao
would be showing off, but who knew JiHao didn't even look at him, but continued to talk to
the two people around him.

A Yin XueLin, a guy with no grades, and a Ruan MingChi... a genius.

When Guang WeiZhe looked at Ruan MingChi he felt a little bit hot.

Ruan MingChi not only had good results, but he also looked good. His eyebrows were
exquisite, and although he didn’t like to laugh, his cold and clear appearance made Guang
WeiZhe unwilling to look away. He was not bent, but he was willing to look at Ruan
MingChi more. If Ruan MingChi confessed to him, he probably wouldn’t even know that he
had nodded. Even if such a person were to do nothing, he would still be pleasant to the eye.

But such a good-looking person, only looked towards JiHao.

He watched as Ruan MingChi looked at JiHao. He did not smile, but he only focused on JiHao
with his head slightly tilted up. Guang WeiZhe thought that he had seen something wrong,
and so he looked again, and found that Ruan MingChi was really looking at JiHao
wholeheartedly. There were strong emotions like dependence, and there also seemed to be
worship, but couldn’t be sure, it was too complex.

Thinking of this, Guang WeiZhe seemed to have drunk a barrel of old vinegar, and the smile
on his face could not be maintained.

JiHao’s swimming performance was good and he even broke the national record. The
people who circled around him were also outstanding. No matter who he took out, they
would bring a lot of hype and news. Guang WeiZhe really wanted this all for himself.

"Get ready to enter." The staff informed them.

Third place walked in front, JiHao was in the middle, and Guang WeiZhe walked with his
hands in his pockets at the end. He didn’t have his former glory anymore and he walked
while bowing his head, like he lacked energy. But even though he didn’t feel any joy, when
he saw Ruan MingChi, he instantly smiled at him.
Ruan MingChi looked at him calmly, and then moved away indifferently to the person in
front of him.

"JiHao." Ruan MingChi suddenly opened his mouth and ran after him for a few steps. He
handed over the jacket to JiHao. His eyes softened, and there was a smile in the corner of
his mouth.

Guang WeiZhe suddenly felt that he was punched in the heart and it was going to explode.

After everyone received the medal, they could all go home. For those who didn’t have a
competition, they could go back to the hotel. But Guang WeiZhe was unwilling to go. He still
had the 400 meter medley, but now he was worried. He had been sure that he would win
the championship, but because of JiHao, the 200 meter medley was all he could think about.
He couldn’t calm down for a long time.

After returning to the auditorium, Guang WeiZhe unconsciously turned on his phone again
and swiped a message on Weibo.

[What a pity, second place]

[Didi looked so lost. When he was sitting alone it was really distressing. If I could, I would
have gone down and comforted you.]

[Swimming competitions have always been like this. There are too many key factors for
winning. Sometimes the person is in a bad state, and the opponent is in a better condition,
and then the person may lose. But it doesn't matter, we have the strength, and we will fight
after training.]

[I don't believe it, wahhh! The first place didn’t take any drugs? He obviously had no results
before...]

When Guang WeiZhe saw this, he immediately sat straight up as if he had just gotten
shocked.

That’s right!

JiHao suddenly improved so much, he must have taken a stimulant? This level of
competition only did random checks. Maybe he was willing to do anything to win?

Guang WeiZhe sneered, and opened the swimming association's official website. He wrote
an anonymous letter and sent it out.

About ten minutes later, Guang WeiZhe saw JiHao called away by the staff.

He was probably called away to take a blood test right?

Guang WeiZhe thought in his heart, if JiHao was truly innocent, then he would pay him
back. But if JiHao cheated in violation of rules, then don’t blame him for reporting, who told
JiHao to use drugs?

JiHao was called to draw blood, and Coach Yu followed him with a sullen face. When the
blood was drawn, Coach Yu said unhappily, "We have a game next, couldn’t you just do a
urine test?"

"Everyone draws blood, the amount is small, and it won’t impact them too big,” said the
examiner.

"How many random checks did you do today?"

"Two."

"Only two?"

"They’re all children. We only do checks if someone reported it.”

Coach Yu's eyes were sharp, "We were reported?"

"Heh." The examiner smiled but didn’t answer.

When they returned to the stadium, JiHao was still holding the cotton swab to his arm. A lot
of the people saw it and started whispering. Coach Yu’s face was thin, and he was ashamed
and angry. Of course, he was also confused, mainly because JiHao's performance this time
was too good. It had exceeded his expectations and he also broke the national record!

But he couldn’t ask. He was afraid of hurting JiHao's self-esteem, so he could only hold back
and sulk.

When JiHao returned to his seat, Yin XueLin immediately stepped up and asked angrily,
"Whoever reported doesn’t need a brain anymore. They don’t worry about themselves, but
worry about others. It must be because you blocked someone’s road (2).”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Guang WeiZhe and said, "It's him. 8 or 9 out of 10,
it’s him.”

Ruan MingChi was a little younger, and didn't understand it at first. But when he heard Yin
XueLin's words, it all came back. The cold air in his body was used to suddenly glare at
Guang WeiZhe. It was good that he wasn’t immortal Ruan. If it was him, then whoever he
looked at would spit out blood. Whoever he glared at would only be expecting death.

He was angry, but was then pressed by a hand on top of his head. He turned his head and
saw JiHao smiling warmly at him, “Don’t be angry. I really did this with my own
achievements, it’s not a problem.”

Ruan MingChi pursed his lips and didn't speak, but he would definitely remember this
Guang WeiZhe

Author’s note: The emotional story line is looming, so look forward to it.
JiHao: I think you are a little moved by me.
Ruan MingChi: What?
JiHao: I think you like me.
Ruan MingChi calmly responded: I do like. You are a good person.
(1) 知不知太嚣张要挨打啊！Did you know that if you're too good, then you deserve to be
beaten! It means to understand the reason why one falls behind, yet the other advances.
Being beaten will make one repent, learn lessons and then make progress. If one continues
to be confused, then one must continue to be beaten.
(2) 肯定是你碍了谁的路. Blocked someone's path to success, or go up a level or etc.

Chapter 18: "Towards Girlfriends I don't have this Patience. I have a Dad Mentality."
In a blink of an eye, it was time for the 400 meter medley.

Guang WeiZhe was once again on the fourth track, JiHao was still on the first track, but this
time, countless eyes locked on JiHao from the very beginning.

Guang WeiZhe hated that the doping test would be revealed tomorrow. He was in a hurry.
Suddenly, he looked at JiHao’s eyes from far away.

JiHao's eyes were exceptionally black, as if it was the black hole. It seemed to reveal a
broken sky. In a trance, Guang WeiZhe seemed to be no longer in a swimming pool, but in a
chaotic jungle. He seemed to see the end of the world, the earth was ruined, and he ran
around like a headless fly screaming in a shrill voice. But he could not escape. A huge sense
of fear rolled over him.

“咻——” Xiū —— He recovered when the referee blew his whistle.

Guang WeiZhe's face was pale, and a layer of hair sweat ran down his back. He jumped into
the water dazed, and as a result he choked on the water. When he resurfaced, he seemed to
hear someone’s laughter.

"Shit, can swimmers drown in the pool (1) (2)?"

"That’s so stupid.”
"He choked on the water.”

“咻!” Xiū ! The referee blew the preparation whistle.

Guang WeiZhe grabbed the handle under the platform and pulled himself up to tighten his
body.

A taunting voice echoed in his head, “Guang WeiZhe, you’ll definitely lose this one.”

“He really doesn’t want face. He couldn't pass him, so he reported him. He can’t afford to
lose.”

"Forget it, withdraw the gunpowder, I don’t want to powder him anymore (3).”

In his daze, when he heard the whistle sounding in his ear, he leaped out suddenly and
started swimming.

“咻咻咻咻!” Xiū xiū xiū xiū ! The referee whistled.

Guang WeiZhe suddenly rose from the water, and seemed to wake up from his nightmare.
He didn’t know when these voices in his ear stopped talking, and the stadium was so
noisy.The referee whistled to signal him to come back, and then warned him once more
with gestures. He looked around, and the audience on the second floor had put their heads
down, laughing. The place where his fan group was at, fell into a strange silence.

Guang WeiZhe jumped up and down. He rested for 30 seconds before starting again.

JiHao got up from the shore, glanced at Guang WeiZhe, and then took his gaze back. In a
blink of an eye, the dark mist under his eyes disappeared.

JiHao had merely expanded the distractions in Guang WeiZhe’s heart, and he was already
so confused like this. JiHao believed that if he tried to use the same trick on little immortal
Ruan, it wouldn’t cause him to be confused but would make him more determined.

Demons have never harmed people, only confused people and made people’s hearts fall
into disorder.

“咻——” Xiū —-- The referee whistled again.

The game started very quickly. No one jumped ahead this time and the whistle started the
competition again. As soon as he pushed off, JiHao used his power. The 400 meter medley
was a competition, there was no such thing called friends.

In the end, he broke the national record. He surpassed second place by more than one
position, and won first place.
But second place was not Guang WeiZhe.

Guang WeiZhe, who was distracted, didn't even get third place, and instead ranked fourth.

The whole audience was in an uproar.

JiHao passed behind Guang WeiZhe and walked into the locker room. He heard the phone
in Guang WeiZhe's locker ringing for a long time without answering.

JiHao only calmly changed and turned away. He walked out of the locker room door,
walked through the promenade, and finally saw Ruan MingChi and Yin XueLin standing in
the sun at the door. Further away was Coach Yu, who was on a phone call under the shade
of trees. His smile was comparable to the sun.

JiHao walked into the sun, letting the warm temperature shine on his face. He squinted into
the sun with a smile.

He had the ability to dominate the world, but he had never thought of embarrassing
anyone. He respected every life in this small world created by strings, but the premise was,
he couldn’t be provoked.

He blinked once again and the last traces of the black mist also disappeared.

……

After the game, the S provincial team stayed in City A for an extra day. The team was very
satisfied with the results of the game and allocated a sum of money, saying that it was for
the children to celebrate in City A.

Coach Yu had arrived by plane that afternoon and went to Ruan MingChi and JiHao's room
after the competition. Coach Yu accompanied them for a full hour.

During this period, the head coach made a phone call, and when he returned, he said with a
smile on his face, "The results of the doping test came out, there are no problems, and the
results are effective."

Then the head coach took out two envelopes from his backpack and handed them to each of
them, saying, "We know how your family situation is and decided that the bonus won’t be
delayed. You guys won the competition, and we have the ability, here you go.”

He waited for them to take the envelope before laughing and said, "Let’s have dinner
together. I already helped you guys ask for a day off. You can rest tomorrow. You guys are
the winners, so you guys have to go to the dinner.

JiHao nodded and shoved the check into his bag somewhere.
Ruan MingChi held it in his hand for a long, long time. He didn’t put it into his suitcase until
his coach left, but felt that the suitcase wasn’t safe enough. Then he went downstairs alone
and handed the envelope to the hotel staff to store in their safe. But it was a little weird to
put it in the safe, so in the end he put it in between his books and then put it in his suitcase.
Like this, he reluctantly calmed down.

JiHao sat cross-legged on the bed, and looked at Ruan MingChi hiding like a little hamster.
He changed into several poses, and finally just looked at him and smiled with his chin on
his hand. "Relax, I won't steal it. It’s only us two in the room. If you lose it, just come find
me.”

Ruan MingChi's face was awkward and he tried to explain, "That’s not..."

JiHao nodded, "I’m such a upright person, I definitely won’t take it.”

"......"

"Oh right, do you want to withdraw your money together? Or to take it home?"

"En." Ruan MingChi nodded and looked at the suitcase again, without seeing JiHao's
suddenly darkened eyes.

Dinner at night was very lively.

JiHao and Ruan MingChi were praised by the coaches in different ways. Ruan MingChi was
embarrassed and kept silent all the time, while JiHao was cheerful and talkative. The
atmosphere at the table was very lively.

Everyone gradually accepted this combination of hot and cold.

Someone said to Ruan MingChi, "In the future, when you’re training, just call for me. I also
want to get a good record.”

Ruan MingChi nodded, and when he turned around, he took a subconscious look towards
JiHao.

Yin XueLin was half hugging JiHao’s shoulders and muttering, “Of course, you should
consider the cost-effectiveness when buying a mobile phone. I think domestic phones are
still very good. After all, phones are basically updated every three years. If you buy such an
expensive international brand, you might have to change it in less than three years. There is
no need to waste this much money, is it because…”

JiHao already knew what he wanted to buy, but he didn’t think that Yin XueLin would be so
enthusiastic in helping him find a phone. JiHao saw that he was looking at the price on
Taobao, and he also looked down at it, and the two chatted for a long time.

Ruan MingChi glanced at JiHao when he was grabbing vegetables, and glanced again when
he was drinking water. JiHao was still deep in a conversation with Yin XueLin.

He didn’t know why, but he suddenly lost his appetite. He placed the chopsticks down to
rest and leaned back against the seat. He looked down at the corner of his plate, and
returned to that cold and lonely appearance.

Finally, their conversation ended and he looked up at Ruan MingChi, "You're done
already?"

Ruan MingChi looked at him and nodded with no expression.

JiHao laughed, "The food doesn’t taste bad, eat some more."

"I'm full." Ruan MingChi didn't eat much, but for some reason felt full.

"Alright, then I’ll eat some. By the way, later, you better not leave first, I have some things I
want to talk with you.”

Young people, as athletes, had a strong metabolism. The table was full of Chinese food. Even
though everyone was talking, the food was all finished in the end. JiHao only picked up
some cold dishes with rice and ate simply.

After finishing half a bowl of rice, Yin XueLin said, "I found that this model is good, and not
expensive. Take a look."

JiHao ate a couple more bites of rice before looking down at the phone.

Ruan MingChi sat on the side and waited quietly for a long time, but JiHao never looked up.
His mouth slowly pursed, after all, he could not bear the inexplicable anxiety and got up
and left.

JiHao seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and when Ruan MingChi bypassed JiHao,
he grabbed him by the wrist. JiHao looked up at him and said, "Wait for me for a bit."

Ruan MingChi looked down at him and cooley said, "Just going for a walk."

"Okay, don't go by yourself, and also don't go far. Come back after a turn, the coach will say
something later.”

Ruan MingChi pulled his hand back and walked out.

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi's back until he couldn't see it, and then withdrew his eyes,
"Then I’ll have this, help me get two.”
"Two?" Yin XueLin was surprised.

"En, little immortal Ruan’s birthday is coming up soon."

"Damn, you’re going to give such a precious gift? Aren’t you raising the threshold too high
for me?”

"When it’s time for his birthday, you would have already left. Even if you didn’t send it, it’s
not a big problem.”

"That’s... I don’t think this is a good plan? And sending a phone? Who here has sent a phone
to their teammates? And it’s not like the amount of money isn’t small. You should save this
amount of money for your girlfriend.” Speaking of which, Yin XueLin suddenly looked at
JiHao.

JiHao smiled very frankly and told him, "I don't have this patience with my girlfriend. I have
more of a dad mentality.”

"Wate (4)?" Yin XueLin's eyebrows flew to the sky, he couldn’t understand the reason.

Ruan MingChi counted the cars on the side of the road and ate exhaust. He didn’t go back
into the restaurant until he was called. JiHao and Yin XueLin did not say anything, but the
head coach’s ending speech was full of passion. He simply praised JiHao and Ruan MingChi
up to the sky. He went up to them and pointed, "Ah~ the pride of our team! Ah~ your goals!
Ah~ the future world champion! Ah~ the key to the S Provincial team's take off!"

It was particularly embarrassing, but Ruan MingChi was expressionless and JiHao was
extremely thick-skinned. He let the head coach finish his rainbow fart, and then ended the
celebration feast with "warm" applause (5).

At the end of the celebration feast, the head coach used his phone to call them a car online
and sent them to the car on time. He talked to the driver uneasily, "Don't detour, I can see
your gps here, and you have to send them up to the hotel gate.”

The taxi driver glanced at the two young and arrogant young men in the back seat and
smiled, "No problem, I assure you that they will be sent to the gate.”

The car started and they waved goodbye.

When the car drove away, JiHao started talking, "I almost forgot. I said I had something to
tell you before. Do you plan to give all of your bonus to your family?”

Ruan MingChi nodded.

"I have a proposal,” he continued, “listen carefully, don’t give your money to anyone. Every
month you give your father 2,000 alimony and then keep some for yourself and store it in a
bank. This money isn’t particularly a lot, but it also isn’t very small. It’s enough to last you
two years. There are a lot of places you can spend this money on in the future.”

Ruan MingChi frowned, and hesitated, "It’s just... I already sent it.”

JiHao's eyes flicked open, "You already sent it? All 60,000 was sent?”

Ruan MingChi nodded.

"How do you...! I only said it a little late!” JiHao sighed for a long time.
(1) I couldn't find a good equivalent that would sound as good as 我去, so I used shit.
(2) It's absolutely possible for swimmers to drown in the water. When there are sudden
leg/arm/body cramps, they really can't do anything. There was a case where a man was
swimming in a lake, and his foot cramped and he drowned. It's very real.
(3) 退粉了，不想粉他了. Withdraw the shots that were already fired! Don't want to talk
about him anymore.
(4) 瓦特. Wǎ tè. Yin XueLin is basically saying "What" with an accent. So I kept it as such.
(5) 彩虹屁. Rainbow fart. In 2017, it meant that even if an idol farted, it would be different
and it'd be a treasure. So, useless words, but since it came from the coach. It was bling
bling.

Chapter 19: There's No Gift Equal to Your Worth

Ruan MingChi didn’t know what JiHao was disappointed about. Wasn’t it normal to earn
money and bring it home? Besides, with their relationship, why did it matter to him where
he put his money? Ruan MingChi thought about it, straightened his lips, and cold air began
to come out of him again.

JiHao didn't say much when he saw him like this.

The two didn’t talk all the way. They vacationed in the hotel the next day. They rarely
communicated and were very quiet.

In the evening, JiHao bought two popsicles and came back. Ruan MingChi watched him tear
the packaging bag apart and ate slowly. JiHao sat next to him and said, "It's my fault for
interfering with your problems, I thought too much. Don’t be angry, and eat this popsicle to
extinguish the fire.”

Ruan MingChi reached for the popsicle in his left hand. He originally wasn’t angry anyway.

JiHao smiled and glanced at Ruan MingChi, but his eyes were cold, and it was full of demon
qi.

Unfortunately, Ruan MingChi didn’t see it.

Now that the matter was over, it was time to do some things that Ruan MingChi wouldn’t
like. It was when he ate the bad things, that he would then know who was truly good to
him.

……

On the third day after the competition, the youth training team resumed training. On the
surface, the relationship between JiHao and Ruan MingChi seemed to return to normal.
However, the youth training team had fewer people.

Some were taking two days off, and some directly left the program. Guang WeiZhe directly
left, but ZhouAi was still there. The child seemed to want to change his main stroke. He had
been talking to the coach, and the coach tried to let him swim in other events. He was a very
active and motivated sportsman.

On Ruan MingChi’s birthday, after training, Guang WeiZhe, who was confirmed to have left
the team, suddenly appeared by the swimming pool. He and the coach of the training team
were talking intimately, and then waited for JiHao and the rest of the team to come out of
the water. He suddenly approached Ruan MingChi and said, "Today is your birthday right?
Do you have any plans? Let’s have everyone gather and celebrate. The training is going to
end in less than a week, and we don’t know when the next party will be. Coach has already
agreed with me, and we’ll all AA (1). Along the way, we’ll also host a birthday party.”

As soon as he finished speaking, several people responded.

"Ruan MingChi's birthday? Happy birthday!"

"I’m in!"

"What are we going to eat? Let's get together to buy a birthday cake."

Normally, if someone was coaxed by everyone, even if he didn't want it, he had to agree, but
who was Ruan MingChi? He had an iron heart, and he was also poor. He was unwilling to let
them spend their money for nothing.

So no matter how ardent and lively these people were, he said coldly, "I’m not going."
He rejected them neatly and mercilessly.

Guang WeiZhe walked up to Ruan MingChi as if they were familiar and said, "Let's go,
everyone is looking forward to it."

"......"
"It’s your birthday, everyone is AA, but you don’t have to pay."

"..." Ruan MingChi was unimpressed. He neither liked taking advantage nor did he like this
person Guang WeiZhe. In short, he was annoyed to see Guang WeiZhe laugh. He was upset
that Guang WeiZhe was even here, pestering him to hold a birthday party. He had even
coaxed everyone to persuade him together. Ruan MingChi's face was getting colder and
colder. He really wanted to leave.

"Really ..." Guang WeiZhe still wanted to say something, and had raised his hand up.
In the next second, JiHao grabbed the wrist. The strong grip made Guang WeiZhe unable to
fight back. JiHao made a road for Ruan MingChi to leave and said lightly, "He doesn’t want
to go, so don’t force him.”

Having said his part, JiHao flung his hand away, and Guang WeiZhe staggered back. When
he had recovered, JiHao had already left with Ruan MingChi.

For a while, this scene was embarrassing.

But the person who was most embarrassed was definitely not Ruan MingChi and JiHao who
had just left, but it was Guang WeiZhe who was still alive and was rejected for helping to
host the birthday party.

Of course, what JiHao and Ruan MingChi did was not correct.

While training in the afternoon, no one talked about what happened in the morning.
Intentionally or unintentionally they had distanced themselves from Ruan MingChi. They
were never close to Ruan MingChi in the first place anyway, so it wasn’t too weird for them
to just stay away.

Ruan MingChi finished the afternoon calmly, but only in the locker room. When everyone
was avoiding his eyes, did he lower his eyes a little longer than usual. But he soon regained
his spirit, changed his clothes and left.

There were far fewer people eating tonight than usual. Guang WeiZhe forcibly held a party
to recover his face. At first it was a birthday party, and then it turned into a farewell party.
He had even called the coaches of the training team to come. Most of the people that were
eating, were now less than half. The restaurant seemed to also be colder a few degrees.

Ruan MingChi noticed that the shixiong’s and shijie’s of the S Provincial Team didn’t come
with them. They should have also came to the party. His eyes fell on JiHao's face and said,
"You’re not going?"

"I am going. I have a party after dinner."

Ruan MingChi was slightly stunned, his eyelashes trembled, and then he looked down at the
chopsticks in his hand and said, "En".

After eating, the two got on the elevator, and went up. Ruan MingChi pursed his lips and
asked, "Aren’t you going?"

"I’m going back to the room.”

"Oh." Inexplicable anxiety surged in his heart. Ruan MingChi couldn't sort out these
emotions. He could only look away and to watch the changing numbers on the elevator
monitor.

They arrived at their floor.

The two came to the door of the room. Ruan MingChi looked at JiHao who usually opened
the door every time, spread his hand, "I forgot to bring the card."

Ruan MingChi took out the room card from the pocket of his jacket and put it on the door
lock. The electronic “beep” sounded and he twisted the door knob to push open the door.

A loud voice burst out.

“Happy Birthday!"

Ruan MingChi froze in place.

The four shijie’s were blocking the door with a small cake in their hands. 15 candles were
burning on the cake. GuangYuan smiled at him from the back, and ZhangJin stood with his
arms behind his back. He looked impatient, but there was a strong sense of friendliness.

"Happy birthday." JiHao's voice came from his ear, then he put a hand on his shoulder and
gently pushed him into the door.

Ruan MingChi turned his head to look at JiHao. The candlelight seemed to jump around in
his eyes and he seemed to be bewitched. He was pushed in.

It was a twelve-inch birthday cake. It was a small round cake, placed in the middle of the
table. There was a lot of food bought from outside, Zhou black duck, barbecue, Congee King
(restaurant name), and shredded rabbit, the room was full of fragrance.

"Make a wish! Make a wish!”

"Blow the candles! Blow the candles!"

"Happy birthday! Yeah!"

Ruan MingChi was in a daze. Whatever they told him to do, he did it. When the candles
went out, everyone applauded and laughed. Ruan MingChi also clapped and sang "Happy
Birthday", like Alice who fell into the hole with the rabbit. He had an awed expression and
was happy for no reason.

A birthday was a reason to gather everyone together. The shixiong’s and shijie’s who
prepared the birthday were like hungry tigers. They rushed to the food on the table and
grabbed something with each hand. Then continued to eat plate after plate.

JiHao took the cake to the side and cut it slowly and carefully. Then he carefully arranged
them onto separate plates.

"Now, be careful while holding it," JiHao handed him the cake. When he saw that he still had
a stupid look on his face, he laughed, “Was it surprising? Quickly eat. I know you didn’t eat
much for dinner. There’s so much food now, don’t be hungry later at night.”

Ruan MingChi poked the cake on the plate with a fork. The rich milky fragrance lingered.
He scooped out a large piece and stuffed it into his mouth. It was fragrant, soft and sweet.

JiHao rubbed his head with a smile, and said, "I know you don't like having a lot of people,
but these are all your own people. This is fine, right?”

"En..." Ruan MingChi opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and finally nodded.

He wasn/t good at communication, and his feelings were also very slow. In a month, other
people could become good friends, but in his heart, all these people were still just
acquaintances. Earlier when people were clamoring to host his birthday, he wasn’t happy
and felt particularly uncomfortable. But at this moment, being surrounded by his shixiong’s
and shijie. Seeing them getting together for their own reasons to eat, drink, laugh and have
fun, Ruan MingChi felt happy in his heart.

This was just right.

GuangYuan secretly brought back four bottles of wine, and then they were divided. Even
Ruan MingChi drank a little. The shijie’s immediately made a scene. They sang and drank
while they ate. When it was getting dark, they didn’t mention going back either. They
squeezed onto a bed and started talking about the difficulties of a daughter in a family.

The boys were also forced to squeeze on a bed. ZhangJin and GuangYuan ate while playing
games on their phone. Only JiHao and Ruan MingChi who had no phones could only sit on
the bed side by side and watch them.

JiHao asked, "Boring?"

Ruan MingChi shook his head.

"I always thought that the phone was the biggest “killer” that was going to destroy human
society. However, it turns out that it’s due to individual differences. Not everyone is good at
interpersonal communication. It would be going against one's nature, and would only be
counterproductive. The phone is convenient and can contact one another faster. Don’t you
think there is a need to get a phone now? What do you think?”

"..." Ruan MingChi looked at him.

At this time, the two were very close together, leaning side by side at the head of the bed.
JiHao deliberately tilted his head in the direction of Ruan MingChi, so when the two turned
their heads towards each other, they could almost feel each other's breathing.

JiHao's facial features were profound and his eyes were very dark. When he focused on just
one person, it was as if the other was his lover.

Ruan MingChi's head was blank, after half a day, he finally responded with, "en".

Next second, a box arrived in front of him.

"Happy birthday,” JiHao said.

Ruan MingChi recognized that this was a phone box, and he dared not accept it.

It was too expensive for a birthday gift.

JiHao handed it over again, "I also bought an identical one. Let’s each have a phone.”

"That... phone as a present..." Ruan MingChi was afraid to take it.

JiHao said, "I don't want to find an excuse for this. I only have to say this: in our
relationship, is Ruan MingChi in my heart worth more than 2,000 yuan? Just take it.”

"..." Ruan MingChi looked at him.

JiHao narrowed his eyes and leaned forward aggressively, whispering in his ear, "If I take it
back, then are you saying that you’re not worth it?”

"......"

Ruan MingChi was not hypocritical, but he was rigid and autistic. If he didn’t want to do
something, eight horses wouldn't be able to drag him back (2). However, when Ruan
MingChi looked at the gift in front of him, he found that he didn't want to refuse very much.

He hesitated, before finally taking the gift with red ears, and said, "Thank you."

Why did he take it? Why did he not have the courage to refuse? Before going to bed, Ruan
MingChi couldn’t figure it out. He only remembered JiHao ’s intimate eyes when he handed
the phone to him. It was as if his eyes were telling him that he was different from others,
and he was his best friend, and was the most special… Ruan MingChi just didn't want to
lose this special position.

So he accepted the gift.

Because JiHao was also important to him.

Because he was special.

(1) "Let's AA" Means to split the bill.
(2) 八匹马都拉不回来. 8 horses wouldn't be able to drag him back. So it's calling Ruan
MingChi stubborn af.

Chapter 20: "Where is the Money? Bring it Out!"

The training team ended in mid-August.

JiHao and Ruan MingChi also packed up and set out.

There were still ten days left until school started, so the team let them go home for the rest
of the time. Their shixiong’s and shijie’s already bought their ticket in advance and left by
plane yesterday afternoon. JiHao and Ruan MingChi took the tickets bought by their team
and returned to S Province.

On the plane, JiHao said, "You’re also going home, so these few days I’m going to be so
bored. I have nowhere to go. All I’ll do is eat, eat then sleep, I’m going to be raising myself as
a pig then.”

Ruan MingChi reminded him the summer vacation homework.

JiHao raised an eyebrow, "I already did it.”

Ruan MingChi, "..."

After a while.

JiHao said again, "It's boring, I want to travel, do you have any recommendations?"

Ruan MingChi, who had never thought about traveling in his entire life, shook his head.

JiHao said, "Is it fun where you live?”

Ruan MingChi was surprised.

"Oh, that sounds good.” JiHao clapped his hands, “I’ll follow you home."

"......"

Of course, Ruan MingChi did not agree, but JiHao continued to follow him everywhere like
glue. Finally, he followed him to the long-distance bus station and bought a ticket for the
same bus.

Looking at the young man sitting beside him, Ruan MingChi pursed his lips tightly.

What else could he do.

Ruan MingChi said, "My house doesn’t have any place for you to sleep in, so go into the
city.”

"I’ll just live with you, I’m only staying one night.”

"But..."

"It saves money."

Ruan MingChi looked at him coldly, if he wanted to save money, then don’t go to his home
and don’t travel!

When the two arrived at the village, it was already evening. Ruan MingChi’s village was
actually developing well. Every family had their own house and a little courtyard. It also
wasn’t too far away from the city.

The uncle and aunts who finished eating dinner wandered around the village and saw two
handsome young men coming in from afar. They were thin, tall and upright. They looked
like young men from the big city. With the setting sun as their background, they looked like
they were heroes sitting on a gallant horse.

But after looking closely, they recognized it was Ruan MingChi.

There was a big voice and shouted, "Yo! Ruan MingChi is back! I heard you won first place
in the game!"

Someone immediately followed up with, "He’s awesome. This child was never ordinary, he
was always taller than the other children.”

"His dad is actually very tall and handsome, but unfortunately his life has not been good."

"Ah! How could he just become handicap? His mother was also not….”
The villagers were happy to have a talent come from their village. Of course they should
boast and praise Ruan MingChi. But he was someone else’s kid, was the award coming from
their own kid? Not to mention, it wasn’t only Ruan MingChi building up their village, the
government was also helping. Therefore these villagers liked to discuss the misery of
others’ homes rather than boasting about him to other people. Even if they said they were
sympathetic and regretful, they liked the sense of superiority in their hearts and looked
down on Ruan MingChi.

Ruan MingChi was raised in this exact environment.

In front of him, everyone said that his father was suffering, that his mother was shameless,
and that he was pitiful. When he was beaten by his second uncle, and he ran around the
village, some people stood on the roof of the house eating melon seeds. Then at night, they
would chat about it before sleeping.

It was all a joke to them.

Ruan MingChi's family environment was so miserable that everyone sympathized, but they
were unwilling to interfere and kept to themselves.

An aunt who was full and had nothing to, had a loud voice. Even though they were far away,
JiHao and Ruan MingChi were still able to hear her voice, “Old Ruan was coughing again last
night. He coughed so much that I could hear it across the courtyard. I think his wound is
acting up again…”

When Ruan MingChi heard that his father was sick, his pace accelerated.

JiHao also followed his pace.

Ruan MingChi's home was deep in the village. It wasn’t far away, but it also wasn’t on the
main roach. They walked down the path by the water and came to two houses side by side.

The flat house was shabby looking, and had a red mottled iron door. The grass grew up the
surrounding wall, uncared for. While the house next to it was a three-story building with a
tall door leading to the courtyard. The outer wall was magnificent, and currently a lot of
sand and cement were piled up at the door, blocking others from walking in.

Ruan MingChi walked carefully around the sand pile, to look in the courtyard. He saw a pile
of vermilion tiles piled in half of the courtyard.

JiHao knowingly asked, "Is this house under construction?”

Ruan MingChi frowned, his face was not very good. He walked silently into the small,
broken courtyard inside and raised his hand to open the door.
The yard was very chaotic, with bamboos everywhere. There were fresh bamboos, semi-
dried bamboos, sliced bamboos, chopped bamboos, and shredded bamboo. The ground was
full of waste material. Ruan MingChi strode through the various materials only to turn back
and watch JiHao. JiHao was carefully jumping around, as if he was afraid to step on a mine
in the yard.

When he had arrived, his heart was sinking down like a stone. But looking at JiHao, it
seemed to lighten a bit. It was as if he was caught in an invisible safety net, and it gave him
a chance to breathe.

"It's alright, just step on it." Ruan MingChi said.

"I don't know which ones are still useful."

"They’re all useless.”

"Useless? But these are so beautiful? Useless? These are all works of art!"

Ruan MingChi’s eyes smiled a bit, but still repeated, “They’re useless.”

The voice came from inside the room, "Who is outside? Cough!"

Ruan MingChi blinked, and the smile faded away. It turned into a silent dead pool filled
with bottomless mud, "It's me." He turned around and pushed open the door.

Father Ruan was making bamboo baskets under the lamp. His body was covered in white
ash, and his clothes were filled with countless holes. In fact, these clothes were what he
wore on a daily basis. It had probably been a month since it was last washed. It was hard to
say that the room didn’t smell weird.

Seeing his son come back, father Ruan only glanced at him. Under the light, his eyes were
numb as always and his face was sad, "I already ate dinner. If you’re hungry, then go make
it yourself.”

Ruan MingChi walked in and gave way to JiHao to see the house. His eyes fell on JiHao, and
the look seemed to say, “Look. This is my family. You said you had to come, so you’re
definitely going to be disgusted now.”

"Uncle." JiHao shouted with a smile. He brought over the fruits and health care products to
father Ruan and introduced himself, "I am Ruan MingChi's teammate and roommate and
good friend. Sorry for the sudden visit and for disturbing you.”

Father Ruan who hadn’t received guests for many year, was stunned. Then he wiped his
hands on his clothes in a hurry, and shook JiHao’s hand. Hesitantly, “Er… oh, hello.”

JiHao looked at the bamboo basket that father Ruan was making and exclaimed, “Uncle's
craft is so good. It looks like a work of art, neat and delicate. It’s rare to see such thin
bamboo silk. You’re really skillful.”

"..." Dad Ruan was silent, he didn’t know how to deal with this kind of person.

JiHao picked up a bamboo basket and said, "I have seen this bamboo basket being sold
outside before. A big one can sell for more than 30 yuan. How much do you sell them for?”

"Twelve..."

“One a day? Just look at your hands--you’re a craftsman. Two or three baskets per day, how
many can you actually produce? With this handwork, once it gets popular in the market,
your profits will also increase--enough for you to buy retirement insurance!”

"Uh..." Ruan Dad looked at Ruan MingChi at a loss.

Ruan MingChi put down his backpack with a cold face, and took out the instant noodles he
had bought halfway. When he was boiling water, he asked his father, "Did you get the
money?"

"What money?" Ruan's father raised his head up.

Ruan MingChi looked at his father's confused eyes, and his heart sank.

Although JiHao didn't say it explicitly, it had made him think about it. The account number
was always under his second uncle’s name. With so much money, he thought that he would
at least take out a portion of the money and give it to his dad.

Maybe... His father didn't even know that he won the national championship.

JiHao was considerate. When the father and son stared at each other in silence, he smoothly
explained for him, "Ruan MingChi went to City A for the national championship. He not only
won the championship, he also broke their record. So he got a bonus of 60,000. He
respected you, so he sent you the money. Since you don’t seem to have received any money,
it must still be with his uncle.” Ruan MingChi frowned, he remembered that he never told
JiHao about his family situation, let alone his second uncle.

After listening, father Ruan made a “oh” noise, then bowed his head and went back to work.

It’s not that he didn’t have a reaction, or didn’t understand, he just didn’t know what kind
of response to give. The man had been so suppressed his entire life, that he was now buried
in his own little world. He thought that he could continue on with this false peace.

The instant noodles were yet to be cooked, when he started coughing violently. "Cough
cough cough!" Coughing, the whole person fell to the ground and twitched. "Cough cough
cough!"
JiHao hurriedly put down his chopsticks and rushed forward with Ruan MingChi. When
they lifted him up, he seemed to be dying, his face was pale, and his eyes were dark.

"Let’s go to the hospital." JiHao proposed.

Ruan MingChi nodded and turned to carry his father.

Father Ruan pushed him away, "In the room, there’s medicine.”

Ruan MingChi rushed into the room and came out again with two anti-inflammatory drugs.
He grabbed the two thin tablets, a glass of water and was about to deliver it to his father’s
mouth, but JiHao held his hands back, “Did you know that antibiotics have resistant
properties? If it’s a symptomatic medicine, and uncle not only has a simple inflammation,
then we should go to the hospital.”

"Don't go, go to what hospital. Cough. After I take some medicine, everything will be fine."
After hearing JiHao's words, his father interrupted him unhappily, and he reached for the
medicine with his dirty hands.

Ruan MingChi squeezed the medicine tightly, and avoided his hands. He hesitated but in the
end said, "Let’s go to the hospital to have a check up.”

"Is it cheap to go to the hospital? I have always taken the medicine and it works just fine.
Cough. Give it to me!”

Ruan MingChi said, "I heard that you have been sick recently."

"What do you know! Cough cough. You are away all day, what do you know! You thought
that now that you’ve won the championship, it would take care of this old man? That it can
take care of anything? Get out!”

"The bonus is enough for you to see a doctor."

"Money, bring it out, the money! Cough cough.”

"The second uncle took it..."

Father and son went silent.

The second uncle they just couldn’t ignore.

The person they both loved yet hated, second uncle.

Even though father Ruan's life had not been good these years, but after Ruan MingChi ran
out, if it wasn’t for the help from second uncle, father Ruan would not be sure that he would
still live till now. It was true that second uncle paid a lot, but he was also greedy. This
60,000 bonus was not mentioned to the father at all. Before father Ruan could even see it, it
was already taken away by the second uncle. The flame in his heart was hot and vigorous,
but he couldn't vent. He could only vent it on his one and only son.

Chapter 21: Such a Good Looking Baby has to be Shown Off Everywhere
But how could Ruan MingChi be bullied?

He pursed his mouth and suddenly got up, hurried out of the door and into the darkness.

JiHao and father Ruan knew what Ruan MingChi was going to do, but no one stopped him.

One person wanted the second uncle to learn a lesson, the other secretly wanted him to
come back, just a little bit.

Soon, a man’s voice came from next door.

"Money? What kind of money? I've taken care of you all these years, and your dad didn't
spend any money?"

What Ruan MingChi said could not be heard.

Then they heard the second uncle shouting, "I didn't buy your dad's clothes? I didn’t pay for
your dad’s meals? I didn’t sell those things that your father made? I go out at 5 in the
morning to sell them on the street. Did I complain about the frostbite? Did I ever ask you
for a cent?”

Ruan MingChi, "..."

"You are looking for me for money now? I tell you, Ruan MingChi, the money is with me, but
I have already used it, what can you do?"

JiHao helped lift father Ruan from the ground and carried him to bed. The sorrowful man
seemed to not be able to face anything. On the bed, he turned around to face away from
JiHao.

JiHao listened to the movement outside, turned around and walked out.

He walked out of the yard and stood silently outside the door. The lights in the yard
illuminated half of his face, and the other half was hidden in darkness. His eyes were dark
and deep.

The boy under the moon once again faced the nightmare of his childhood. Within a month,
his back was now straight, and he had more confidence to face the second uncle bravely.

Ruan MingChi said, "My dad is sick and we have to go to the hospital."

Uncle Ruan stood at the door with his arms akimbo, and his sleeves rolled up, he was in a
position ready to scold. He waved his wife over and then pointed at Ruan MingChi ’s nose,
saying, "Don’t say that I haven’t mentioned it yet, he’s sick every month, every day. He has a
cough and a fever at the drop of a hat. Every month we only take a bit of money from his
bamboo sales. If it wasn’t for us paying out of our own pocket, would he still be alive?”

"Enough." Ruan MingChi was sure now, "You think giving basic living allowances and
helping with his disability is enough?”

"..." Second Uncle's felt guilty for a moment, then he became angry and raised his hand, "If I
say it’s not enough, then it isn’t! Ei! What are you doing? Have you gone crazy?”

The second uncle's hand wanted to swing at him, but was grabbed by Ruan MingChi, who
was quicker by a step. His hold on the second uncle’s hand was like iron tongs. The second
uncle's face suddenly changed and he started to struggle.

When second uncle looked at Ruan MingChi again, his eyes changed.

This...... This child, when did he grow so tall? So tall that he had to look up at him instead?

Ruan MingChi squeezed the corner of his mouth, and fought back for the first time. His
breathing was a bit unstable, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "60,000! You take it! But
you should definitely save some emergency money! Second. Uncle.”

The last two words were said between gritted teeth, and because of their close distance.
Second uncle doubted that if he didn’t nod, the flesh on his neck would be torn off by Ruan
MingChi.

Fights were all the same. Whoever was toughest, won.

The look in second uncle’s eyes became afraid.

Ruan MingChi was also clearly aware of the changes in the identities of both parties for the
first time.

The man from back then who used to bully Ruan MingChi, was already old.

He shouldn’t have deceived the poor Ruan MingChi.

JiHao looked at the door, changed his posture, and smiled a fake smile at the corner of his
mouth. He watched with interest and his raw emotions could be seen.
When Ruan MingChi finally pushed away second uncle, he just dodged the angry foot of the
other party. The man stumbled back and hit his wife’s body. After an awkward silence, he
suddenly rubbed his waist and wailed, “Aiyou, my waist! You unfilial, white eyed wolf! ” (1)
(2)

The second aunt put her arms around the man and said in a low voice, “Eldest brother is
sick, and needs money…”

"He’s broken my waist. This white-eyed wolf hit me. You didn't see it!" Uncle Ruan yelled at
his wife.

The second aunt closed her mouth and gave Ruan MingChi a guilt glance.

The money was never going to be returned.

The money that was put into other people's pockets was taken as granted by others.
Second uncle held back his swears and slammed the door on him.

Ruan MingChi was almost hit on the face.

Ruan MingChi did not have a thick enough face to bother again.

The figure of Ruan MingChi, who turned around and walked back, was unable to express
his frustration. JiHao adjusted his expression and stepped forward, "Uncle's illness can't be
delayed. I have money here. Let’s go to the hospital first, and then talk.”

Ruan MingChi looked at him deeply, and finally agreed in a low voice.

The Ruan household was very quiet that night.

Father Ruan never reappeared since he laid down on the bed. Through the small hole at the
bottom of the door, they could hear coughing from his room.

JiHao and Ruan MingChi ate instant noodles, then went to bed at nine o'clock.

Ruan MingChi’s bed was actually not small. At that time, Ruan’s father was happy and
healthy, so he was full of hope for his future life. Ruan MingChi had his own room and had a
spacious bed. The room was clean and tidy with ventilation from north to south.

But there was no furniture, and at a glance, it was a little desolate.

JiHao went to bed, and slept on the outside. He laid down for a while while playing on his
phone. The person behind him didn’t move. At ten o'clock, he turned off his mobile phone.

In the dark, JiHao changed positions, and suddenly stretched out his hand, to hug the
person next to him. Ruan MingChi, who wasn’t asleep, was scared stiff.
JiHao patted his back and said, "Cry if you want to cry, don't bear it."

"......"

"You already beat the National Championship, and maybe you’ll beat the World
Championship too later. The sooner you get out of here, you will only have a better life.”

"......"

"Little immortal, I am very powerful. Since you can take the National Championship, so can
I. If you can take the World Championship, so will I. I will always be with you."

Ruan MingChi never said anything, but his relaxed body unconsciously leaned onto JiHao
and made him feel satisfied.

He gave Ruan MingChi a Master and Student relationship. He created friendship, and
brotherhood with him. This gave him a lot of love already. In fact, family love was not too
hard to get. The only thing left, was the love from a significant other.

JiHao laid on his back, leaning his head toward the moonlight and looking at the young man
who put his forehead on his shoulder. He casually thought about what kind of girl was
suitable for Ruan MingChi… The “Qin String” was too weak, so he needed a gentle, strong
and inclusive love to make him feel strongly nourished, and to help nourish and repair the
string. It was best to choose carefully.

……

The next day, JiHao called a car to the village entrance and took the father and son to the
city hospital. They were doing the health check up that day.

Father Ruan was really in poor health, and he continued to have minor problems.
Yesterday, he was anxious and worried, so today he suffered from pneumonia and stomach
ulcers. He was admitted to the hospital.

Ruan MingChi stayed in the hospital and JiHao stayed with him. They found a chair to sleep
in, and slept in the hospital that night.

JiHao didn’t feel tired at all. Wherever little immortal Ruan was, he was also there. Taking
care of little immortal Ruan was the reason for his existence in this world, but Ruan
MingChi was embarrassed. In the end, his look towards JiHao had softened.

The uncle in the next bed was chronically ill. He had gone home to sleep last night. So the
next day when he saw two young guys still with father Ruan, he was full of envy, "Aiyou,
fellow, your sons are so filial. Every time I get sick, he will give a call and that would be it. I
bet if my illness wasn’t so fast acting, they wouldn’t even come back. Tell me, am I lacking
money? What I’m missing is a heart that asks for some warmth.

Father Ruan lived in the hospital for a day, and his spirit looked better. Looking at Ruan
MingChi who came back after getting water, the look in his eyes also changed, and there
was a little smile in the corner of his mouth, "This is my son, and the other is his teammate."

"Teammate? What teammate?"

"Swimming team."

"Swimming team?"

"Provincial swimming team, they live in C city."

"Aiyou, I was thinking that these two guys were so tall and handsome. They are the most
best looking young'uns that I have ever seen! Turns out they were athletes!”

"En." father Ruan's lips moved, and he smiled a little shyly, "The other day, he won first
place, nationwide."

"Aiyah! That is amazing!" The old man patted his thigh and was happier than father Ruan.
They continued to talk and their topic never stopped. Even the other patients in the same
room looked up. They continued to boast.

Ruan MingChi put down the water basin by the hospital bed, and when he stood back up,
his ears were a little red. He was able to see father Ruan’s rare smile, full of haze. He also
smiled a little.

JiHao sat sideways on the backrest chair, and he hooked his hand on Ruan MingChi. When
someone walked by them, he said, "Dad should come out and walk more. There’s such a
good looking big baby here that he has to show off everywhere.”

Ruan MingChi stared at him until he understood who the "big baby" was. The blood
instantly rushed down his face and disappeared into his neckline.

Father Ruan was recovering well, but he was most afraid of spending money. On the third
day, he made a fuss to be discharged. In the end, the old man from next door persuaded him
to stay another day. Finally on the fourth day, he had finished his medicine and they finally
went through the discharge procedures.

After lunch, they went back to the village.

NiuWu, who lived at the end of the village, was full of food so he went to go buy peanuts. He
happened to see a man get out of a car, “Where did Boss Ruan go to? They bought such big
and small items. Recently it hasn’t been bad for him, I heard that MingChi won the
championship and earned a lot of money.”
This was a normal sentence, but for some people who knew the original story, this sentence
sounded sarcastic.

The happy mood that father Ruan had accumulated over the past few days, immediately
disappeared.

When NiuWu arrived at the shop, he saw the people chattering there and immediately sat
down to share his gossip. “
that the people who were chattering were there, and immediately sat down to share his
knowledge. When he was there, he said, "I heard he won some kind of first place, but I don’t
see any money. I lost all my strength, but can go to the construction site to work for 3,000-
5,000 a month.”

"My eldest nephew bought a excavator license a while ago and went to work on the
construction site. I heard that their profit is good.”

"How much? 6,000? Getting the license is so profitable?"

"Don’t be greedy. Ruan MingChi is not bad. Once he learned swimming and won, he brought
the money immediately back home. When did he ever take money from home? What kind
of job right now could get so much money? With his dad like that, of course the money
would be kept at home. We don’t have to mention winning the National Championship, but
what if he won the World Championship?”

NiuWu drank the tea with his legs crossed. A plate of peanuts were placed in front of him,
and he listened with relish. Afternoon came quickly.

A voice sounded behind him, "Is the eldest Ruan home?"

NiuWu turned his head to look around and stood up quickly, "Village Chief."

Everyone shut up and turned to look at him.

The village chief was a thin, middle-aged man with a thermos in his hand and a full bag. He
was probably going to work.

The head of the village stood under the vine shelf and repeatedly asked, "Is eldest Ruan
back? What about Ruan MingChi? Ruan MingChi is also back?"

"En." NiuWu nodded, "Why are you asking? Why are you looking for them?”

"Yes!" The village chief raised the volume and said with a little pride, "The city leaders
called me several times in the past few days, and said they would like to visit Ruan and give
us a bonus!”
Everyone's eyes widened.

The Village Chief smiled and took out his phone, “I’m going to call right now.”

Author’s note:
JiHao: "That’s right. I am ready to nod at any time! If you have the ability, then directly
confess! Tomorrow, we will go to the next world!”
(1) 哎呦. Ā i yō u. It's similar to Aiyah. In this case, it's almost similar to "OW, my waist" etc.
(2) 白眼狼. White eyed wolf. This is a very common phrase in any Chinese novel lmao. It's
used by person A to describe person B as ungrateful and that person A was blind. T/N: It's a
phrase used quite ironically in Chinese novels.

Chapter 22: JiHao Really Does Look Good

That afternoon, the village chief and the officials waited at the entrance of the village early.
At 4:30, 3 business cars drove into the village, followed by a car with the logo of the city TV
station.

The city leaders first inspected the village, and then went to Ruan MingChi's house under
the guidance of the village head. The villagers followed along and some even climbed the
roof and stretched their neck.

Second uncle had at some point shovelled the sand pile that was at his door, into his yard.
The couple then changed into their new clothes and stood smiling outside the door.
However, the village officials gave them a warning glare, before bringing people into Ruan
MingChi’s house.

Of course, the courtyard was simply cleaned up. Bamboo products were still laid around
everywhere, and there were still traces of father Ruan’s daily life. Father Ruan had changed
clothes and sat in his wheelchair to talk to the city leaders. He was given a prize of 18,000
and was on tv with the city leaders.

NiuWu stood on the roof, and saw the amount of money. He wiped his mouth that was full
of saliva. He talked to the people around him, “Tell me, if Ruan MingChi continues to win
first place, is he going to keep getting money?”

The people around him replied, "I'm not sure, but I heard that the Olympics was going to
give a house.”

"Give a house? In the city? In the province? Aiyou, was swimming always so profitable?"
NiuWu said enviously, and he never mentioned how Ruan MingChi should go do
construction work ever again.

In fact, it wasn’t just NiuWu who thought of this. The entire village thought it too. Although
in order to be a swimmer, they would have to pay money first. But winning the
championship was not that easy.

If an olympic medalist came from their village, then the entire village would be officially
registered in the city, and this was very much related to their interests.

There was also an active aunt who suddenly thought about boss Ruan. He was still single…
She heard that besides the leg injury, everything else was fine. His appearance was also to
her liking and he also had a capable son...

Therefore.

There was a change in the wind and rain, and the direction the village was going towards,
changed instantly.

Even after the city leader left, the man who had been suffering for more than ten years was
still stunned. When he looked at his son again, he found that his life seemed to be different.
He once thought that his son’s swimming was meaningless and a waste of time, but with his
efforts, it was really changing his life.

Everything was going in a great direction.

"That... I'm already getting better. Go back quickly and don’t delay training." Father Ruan
said.

“It’s a holiday,” Ruan MingChi said.

Father Ruan was stunned for a while. He remembered that he had never asked his son
about his situation since his son came back. He was suddenly embarrassed for a long time,
“You earned these bonuses, so return the money and then take the rest back for yourself. "

"En." Ruan MingChi responded and looked at JiHao.

Just now there were a lot of people and they had filled the entire small courtyard. Ruan
MingChi looked out to see JiHao still standing under the eaves, looking at himself. Now that
everyone was gone, the empty yard was once again full of bamboo.

Ruan MingChi’s eyes flickered. He was about to talk, when he saw JiHao look over his head.
His face was not good. He followed the line of sight to see his second uncle snooping around
the door. Ruan MingChi’s face sank.

"MingChi..." The second uncle smiled, "I asked your second aunt to buy a chicken and how
about bringing your friend over to eat dinner?”

Ruan MingChi didn't speak, but just turned around and looked at him, every hair on his
body was cold.

The second uncle smiled a bit, since his face was thick. It was hard to talk to him at this
time, since the previous things he had done were too terrible and it left him no way out. It
was impossible to return the 60,000 now, but he was unwilling to have a bad relationship
with Ruan MingChi.

"That... older brother, let’s eat dinner together." Second uncle tried to find a friendly face.

Father Ruan looked up at him and shook his head.

"What’s the matter? So what if you met the city leader? Giving me this look?” Second uncle
murmured.

Father Ruan held a knife in his hand and threw it on the ground. The sharp blade bounced
back and shot in the direction of second uncle. He was scared into taking a couple steps
back, “Are you trying to kill someone? Do you have to be this angry?” He shouted.

"I do!" Father Ruan stared at him with blood-red eyes, "For what good reason do you have
for coming over here? Huh!? What did you come here for? Who wants to eat your meal?
60,000! You think we’re cheap, so now you think you’re clever (1)? Roll!”

Uncle Ruan's face went from pale to red. At last, he swore and then left unwillingly.

Ruan MingChi looked at father Ruan unexpectedly. Father Ruan avoided the glance and
couldn’t explain where the courage came from. In short, he was both relieved of his anger
and afraid.

"I..." Eluding from his son's glance, father Ruan turned into the house, "I’m going to go
cook."

Ruan MingChi's eyes moved away from his father, and he saw JiHao still standing under the
eaves. They faced each other and all was silent. All the disturbances were gone. In his eyes,
he could only see the person in front of him.

There was a person for when a person was glorious, and another person for when they
were in despair. This person also said that in the future, he would also accompany him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!” His heart beated happily.

"MingChi, come and help me." Father Ruan’s shout came from the kitchen. Ruan MingChi
quickly withdrew his gaze before he could understand this feeling in his heart. He bowed
his head and walked back into the house.
Footsteps came from behind him. He turned his head to look, and it was JiHao following
him in.

"You don't have to come in." Ruan MingChi deliberately tried to distance himself from him.
He was severely flustered and it made him uncomfortable.

"You’re also going in, what am I going to do outside?" JiHao said.

"..." Ruan MingChi had nothing to say. He calmed down his heart and entered the house
suspiciously. Could it be that he hadn’t rested well enough these past few days?

Father Ruan's legs were gone, but he was still able to do basic necessities. He cooked dishes
by setting up a bench. His hands were skilled, and in a couple moments, he was able to
make some simple dishes.

The three of them sat around the table. Father Ruan first picked up some food for his son,
and he hesitated for a long time, "I have the living insurance and a disability insurance. You
pay the money and take the rest of it." There was no communication between father and
son all year round, and when they did, it was about money. It seemed to lack warmth, but in
Ruan’s family, giving money to each other was their greatest trust.

It was like telling his son that he had grown up so here was some money to take care of.
Father believed him.

Ruan MingChi swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded.

Family √

Besides him, JiHao ate with relish.

The family love was not too hard to fix. After all, the family only needed money to fix the
relationship. With Ruan MingChi’s “protagonist of the world”, it was only a matter of time
before he made great progress.

Of course, his second uncle’s side was not that great, but he could only put it aside for the
time being. Since father Ruan couldn’t leave just yet. This was not a good thing. It’s bad to
be remembered by the devil, and it would become a problem sooner or later.

More than half of the progress bar was done, leaving only the love line.

JiHao only relaxed, after all, he had to rest for a long time. Ruan MingChi was only fifteen
years old, plus boys hit puberty late. He was going to have nothing to do for the next ten
years.

Ah... He really wanted a time machine. Just pull down the handle, and ten years would pass
by.

"JiHao."

Ruan Xiaoxian's clear voice sounded in his ear. JiHao recovered and looked at him, "En?"

"..." Ruan MingChi looked at him, and then looked at his mobile phone.

JiHao froze for a moment, and did not react.

"Open the hot spot." Ruan MingChi said.

"Oh."

After dinner, the two of them had nothing to do for a while, so they took a small bench to
play phone games in the yard. JiHao's mobile phone charges were sufficient, so he never
turned off data. Ruan MingChi basically used his hot spot, so he also had a long-term
Internet connection.

The network connection was successful...

Ruan MingChi opened "Today's Hot News" and looked into the recommended houses of
City C with his price. He glanced at the title and most of the ads were from the North
District housing market. He learned earlier that JiHao wanted to buy a room in the North
District of C City.

Scrolling down further, there was more news in the swimming circle. The World Swimming
Championships had just ended, and DaYang had won the long-distance freestyle. So a lot of
the swimming news had something to do about DaYang. More than ten related news
popped out one after another. Ruan MingChi was worried that JiHao may worship DaYang.

Somehow an hour had already passed by. The news recommended in "Today's Hot News"
gradually became messy. Ruan MingChi loved to watch some chicken soup, while JiHao
liked to see funny animations. The news in "Today's Hot News" was full of varieties, just
like the two people. Their hobbies blended together, “you will have me, and I will have
you”, and they could not be separated.

"..." The sudden thought swayed in Ruan MingChi's heart, and he looked up to JiHao.

At the same time, another pair of eyes also looked over.

"?"

"......"

JiHao looked at the sky, looked at the phone, then turned off the phone screen, and
suggested, "Go to sleep?"

Ruan MingChi nodded.

Ruan MingChi made the bed and saw the sweat on JiHao's forehead, and took him to the
yard again.

JiHao unscrewed the tap water and complained, "The tap water in summer is warm."

"En." Ruan MingChi washed himself down casually and stood aside.

JiHao said that he was hot, so he bent over and washed his head. He took off his T-shirt and
wiped the excess water off from his hair. Ruan MingChi, who was standing half a meter
away from him, clearly saw how the young man crossed his hands and grabbed the hem of
his clothes. He was able to see how the back muscles twisted and then watched him slowly
stand up and look at himself. Ruan MingChi clearly saw the water droplet down from the
youth’s wet hair and meander down south of his body.

He had seen this scene thousands of times, but today it was inexplicably different.

That night, Ruan MingChi dreamed that he had become Alice, and chased after a black fur
ball until he came to a cave. The black fur ball suddenly stopped, and it stood up and took
out his pocket watch then glanced at him.

It was a rabbit without a doubt, but his eyes looked like JiHao, his expression was like
JiHao, and even his voice was like JiHao.

It said to him, "Hurry up, time is running out. I have to catch the next one."

When Ruan MingChi opened his eyes, everything was still. The crickets outside the window
continued to shout. He held his beating heart and looked at the youth that was in close
proximity.

The light in his black eyes was suddenly bright.

Then, he closed his eyes and thought, JiHao really does look good. The best looking person
he had ever seen.
(1) 得了便宜你还想卖乖！T/N: hmm....

Chapter 23: Let Him Work Solo. Attack from All Sides! (Part 1)
JiHao and Ruan MingChi only returned to the team on the last day of vacation.
JiHao had said that he wanted to go traveling, but of course he didn’t go anywhere else. He
helped Ruan MingChi clean up the house, inside and outside to show the “power of
friendship”. They most frequently went to the garbage dump at the village entrance.

Everyone in the whole village knew him.

When the two returned to the team and opened the door, they saw Yin XueLin with a
conflicted face. His eyes widened and the dead eyes flashed at the next second when he saw
JiHao.

"Ha ha ha ha! I bet you didn’t finish your summer homework! Do you want to borrow mines
to copy?” Yin XueLin shook his head proudly.

JiHao entered the dorm and put down his backpack, and under Yin XueLin's expecting gaze
said, "I already did it a long time ago.”

"Ah?" Yin XueLin opened his eyes wide and looked at his fellow classmate incredulously,
howling, "How could you abandon me! There’s no way you did it all. Show me!"

JiHao ignored him, and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came out, Yin
XueLin held JiHao's summer homework in his hand, and he still looked shocked, "Why
didn't you tell me when you finished doing the homework? Why ahhhhhhhh!"

JiHao clasped Yin XueLin’s forehead with his wet hands, and dodged his "little fist" with his
long arms. Then he said to Ruan MingChi, "Oh right, we’re all going up a year in school.
Tomorrow, let’s go to the high school together.”

Ruan MingChi's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. He said “En”
in agreement.

After the start of school, JiHao was a senior in highschool.

Ruan MingChi was a freshman.

Both were enrolled in the high school affiliated to the Provincial Institute of Physical
Education. Sports were most important, followed by cultural courses.

On this first day, JiHao and Yin XueLin led Ruan MingChi around the school. The three set
off from the dorms, up to the gate, and walked in together.

Yin XueLin smiled, "Look here, and here, these are all your older brother’s (my) territory! If
you get bullied, just say my name, and they will run. I guarantee it will work!”

Ruan MingChi was silent, he looked around, and when it finally connected with JiHaos, they
were shining.
JiHao raised his hand and put it on Ruan MingChi ’s shoulder, “Don't make fuss. Just don’t
be alone, study hard and make progress everyday. High school students are not
refuse black independence, study hard every day, high school students are not elementary
school kids. Only those with the middle school syndrome will bully. They are all busy, no
one cares what you are doing…”

Yin XueLin looked sideways and sneered, "It seems that you definitely had it before calling
the little immortal over to the swimming pool, and then matured.”

"..." Ruan MingChi.

JiHao righteously, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me calling him to the
swimming pool? He pulled me into the water and I choked, but I haven’t said anything.
What are you talking about?”

"Ah?" Yin XueLin was shocked. "He pulled you down?"

"En!" JiHao was very thick-skinned.

"Tsk tsk, you ah… Little immortal, I don’t think that him bullying you was correct, but… He
is also really…. Tsk tsk.”

"What did I do? Make it clear." JiHao waved his fist around.

Yin XueLin knew he wasn’t in power, "Unite and friendship!"

Ruan MingChi smiled.

He looked at JiHao’s bright smile, and couldn’t look away.

JiHao really loved to smile. The smile was beautiful and handsome, and while he was
standing in the sunlight, he was like a lush and vigorous tree. It made people look up and
admire him.

Ruan MingChi was very happy with his life in the sports high school.

It was like throwing away his heavy past, as he walked under the sun in great strides. It
made him warm all over, thinking that life could not be any better.

After school, there was training. They only had to do half a day of training each day, and
training was not difficult. He would go to school with JiHao, and usually went back with him
too. Time continued to move on and in a blink of an eye, months had already gone by.

For summer sports, winter was a season of rest. Many of the young athletes who loved to
be busy, felt it to be boring.
While waiting for the results of the final exam to come out, Ruan MingChi walked out of the
school door with his transcript. Just like that, five months had passed.

The clothes didn’t fit him as he grew taller. But because he had a high face value, even
wearing ankle pants was regarded as fashion. The people who came and went from the
school all looked at him.

"Ruan MingChi." A girl from the next class suddenly left her companion and walked up to
him alone. “Aren’t you going back?”

Ruan MingChi glanced at the girl, and then quickly moved his eyes back to school gates. He
only "en"-ed lightly.

"Who are you waiting for? JiHao?"

Hearing the familiar name, Ruan MingChi was distracted by her a little.

The girl smiled sweetly, but Ruan MingChi became alert to her sticky look.

Then, while he was looking, she quickly pulled out a pink envelope and stuffed it into the
pocket of his jacket. She blushed and pretended to smile, "Then you wait first. I’ll get going
now. Remember to read the letter.”

The girl ran back to her companion and was hit on the shoulder by her friend. She lowered
her head and grinned, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

Behind her, Ruan MingChi frowned. He glanced at the direction of the school gates again,
and quickly walked to the trash can. He quickly threw the envelope into the trash can, as if
it was a hot potato. This quickly relieved him.

At this time, a tall young man came from the gates. Even from a school that sports students
usually went to, his body height was exceptionally rare. Coupled with his deep and
handsome facial features, he looked like a beautiful scene (1).

His body was perfect, and the clothes he wore could be worn at Paris Fashion week. It
attracted numerous eyes over.

The young man walking slowly in the crowd saw him at this time, then he greeted him with
a big smile. “Little immortal Ruan!” He shouted.

Ruan MingChi’s smile rose further than it did in the past.

"How was the exam?" JiHao asked as soon as they met.

"En." Ruan MingChi nodded and then looked at him.

"I also did pretty good."

"En." Ruan MingChi was not surprised by this answer. Those who can easily complete their
homework every day would not do badly.

JiHao looked at the sky and rubbed his hands in a sigh of relief. “Let’s eat out tonight.” He
suggested, “Relax and celebrate for passing the test smoothly.”

"..."

"Is there something you want to eat?" JiHao asked.

"Anything."

"Waiters are most scared of me saying ‘anything’. How about hotpot?”

"Eat."

"Steak?"

"Eat."

"Seafood?"

"..." Ruan MingChi looked at him and knew that he was teasing him. But he couldn’t help to
only stare at him, and not get angry.

JiHao smiled and said, "Alright, I’ll decide then. Today is suitable for hot pot. You don’t like
spicy food, so let’s eat lamb hot pot.

"Ok.”

"Let’s go!"

"Hello... don't ignore me..." A quiet voice came from behind JiHao, Yin XueLin looked like a
ghost, "You guys do well on your exam, but only I did horribly. I even have to be ignored. Do
people who study poorly not deserve their human rights? Do they have to be ignored like
this?”

JiHao and Ruan MingChi glanced at each other and could not help but endure his
chattering.

The three of them walked together, JiHao in the middle, Ruan MingChi on the right, and Yin
XueLin on the left. This was becoming a fixed pattern.
In the provincial team, their age difference was only two years. It wasn’t common for
relationships to be this good.

Ruan MingChi's eyes swept over the trash can, and secretly determined that no matter who
the envelope was for, his group would not separate.

JiHao also glanced at the trash can and was secretary anxious. 15 years old was too young,
but from all the envelopes little immortal Ruan received. He didn’t look at any of them, and
just threw them away. As expected for this big boy, 3D love was too much compared to a 2D
animation?

It seemed that there was still a long way to go until “love” appeared.

The lamb at night was exceptionally delicious, and it was not at an expensive restaurant.
The three big and small guys took off their heavy coats and opened their mouths for five
pounds of lamb.

"Boss! Another two pounds!"

It doesn’t snow often in the south, but when the rain and snow (sleet) came down together,
it was painful. Outside, the passers-by hurried to and fro. Ruan MingChi sat in the warm
room and ate the delicious hot pot. He thought of the heartless and full of suffering summer
and for a moment, wanted to rush onto the road and spit out blood.

Until a person appeared in front of his eyes, and handed him a box of milk.

Ruan MingChi thought up to here, and then looked at the wine glass in front of JiHao,
"JiHao, can’t I take a sip?" He was feeling inexplicably impulsive, and maybe under the
effect of alcohol, he could grasp the vague idea in his heart, and find out what he really
wanted.

"No." JiHao refused very simply. His goal was to mentor, not to become good friends.

Although he was a demon, he never taught bad things to children.

"..." Ruan MingChi who had plucked up his courage, could only give up.

Yin XueLin looked left and right, “How about just a little sip? Little immortal has never
drank before? He’s already this age, and he’s also obedient. When I was 12 years old, I got
drunk off of fruit wine already. When he has tried it, he won’t be curious anymore.”

Yin XueLin blinked at JiHao. Then he used his chopsticks to dip it in the white wine and
raised it to Ruan MingChi’s mouth, “Ahh…”

He was teasing the child!

JiHao endured himself.

Ruan MingChi pursed his mouth, with stubbornness flashing in his eyes. He reached for
JiHao's wine glass, raised his head, and poured the remaining half into his mouth.

"Woah!”

His throat burned, and it was hard to swallow.

Ruan MingChi's facial features tensed together, and his big black and white eyes stared at
JiHao as if to say, how could you guys drink such a bad thing?

"Hahahaha!" Yin XueLin was dying from laughter. It took him half a day to finally raise
himself off the floor. “Are you drunk yet? Drunk yet? JiHao, quickly look at little immortal to
see if he’s drunk.”

They didn’t know if little immortal Ruan was drunk, but Yin XueLin definitely was.

As far as this learning slag was concerned, the exam was like death. After the exam, it was
natural to want to escape and be reckless!
(1) 风景线. Scenic horizon. T/N: Can't really call a guy he looks like a scenic horizon can
we?

Chapter 23: Let Him Work Solo. Attack from All Sides! (Part 2)
The wine was brought out by Yin XueLin. It was said that his dad liked to collect good wine
and had kept it for five years. Yin XueLin had taken it and brought it back to the dormitory
in his bag at the end of the summer vacation. Then he “raised” it for another six months,
before finally drinking it by mouth. This Yin XueLin was a freshman in drinking alcohol. He
would turn red at the first sip, and be drunk for a long time.

Finally, he said drunkenly, "Hao’er, how much did you drink? How can you still look the
same?"

JiHao seemed as if he only drank half a bottle of water.

It would be a joke, if this kind of wine could intoxicate a demon. In this small world, as long
as he was not willing, any negative buff wouldn’t hurt him.

It was only a bottle of 48 ° Langjiu. Just where could it affect him? Where?

JiHao settled the bill and walked out with a drunkard in his arms. The sleet hit them like a
knife and JiHao had to squint through it. Sugar like water droplets hung from his eyelashes.
He looked down at Ruan MingChi's warm eyes that reflected the light from the street lamp.
“Are you still fine?”

Ruan MingChi slowly lowered his head and closed the zipper of his down jacket, and then
nodded.

"Don't endure it, if you feel dizzy you have to tell me.”

"I’m not.”

JiHao smiled and rubbed Ruan MingChi's head for a while. While Ruan MingChi was looking
at him in confusion, JiHao pulled up his white fluffy hat to instantly cover half his face. His
face had turned scarlet red like the clouds from the summer’s setting sun.

"Let's go." JiHao said, as he also pulled a cap over his own head.

The head that was rubbed by the palm was extremely hot, and the alcohol seemed to finally
hit him. Ruan MingChi only felt that his face was hot, and he lowered his head with a dull
"en" sound.

When the three arrived at the side of the road, the taxi they ordered through an app, was
running late. When they were finally seated, their shoulders were all wet. The taxi driver
complained of the traffic jam at the intersection ahead.

"Where are we going?" The drunken Yin XueLin shouted, "Let’s go! Let’s go to the next
place, I'll treat you guys!"

JiHao said, "We don’t have access.”

"What (2)? There are no restrictions today! Today I want to rebel! I want to continue!”

JiHao said, "Look! Lao Yu is here!"

"Ah! Where? Where is he?" Yin XueLin was so shocked, that he became sober for a moment.

"Hahaha!" JiHao couldn't help but to laugh.

"Fuck!" Yin XueLin was so angry that they started fighting in the back seat.

Ruan MingChi sat alone in the front seat and looked back at them. When he saw that the Yin
XueLin’s entire body laid all over JiHao, his eyebrows furrowed into anger.

He really disliked this.

Disliked them being so noisy!

How could they laugh so happily and be so close to each other?

Really dislike it!

He really wanted to separate them and let Yin XueLin sit in the front, and he sat in the
back... yes. This way, the taxi driver would not be disturbed while driving.

"Go away! What kind of dog are you! You bit me!" JiHao suddenly cried out in pain.

Ruan MingChi faced them in the back with a pair of cold eyes. He saw that Yin XueLin was
licking JiHao’s shoulder, and was smiling like crazy. JiHao glared at him as he tried to cover
up his shoulder, “OK! We’ll go to another one. If I can’t make you eat until bankrupt tonight,
my last name isn’t Ji!”

Immediately afterwards, his black eyes turned away and connected with Ruan MingChi's
gaze, "Little immortal, let's go. Go to another restaurant. This dog bit me and I’m going to
make him eat until he’s bankrupt.”

Ruan MingChi's mouth was tight, and he let the drunkenness push forward his anger and it
thrived in his heart. He squeezed out two words, "Not going."

As we all know, in their dorm room 303, Yin XueLin was the pistachio (the funny guy),
JiHao was the lubricant (T/N: exactly what you think it is, he helped the friendship to be
frictionless.), and Ruan MingChi was the one who was really in charge (3). If he didn’t want
to do something, he would definitely not give it a second chance.

JiHao's heart was wide. If Ruan MingChi said no, then he would also say no.

JiHao spread his hand, "Then I listen to little immortal.”

Yin XueLin tried to persuade a few times, but was rejected so many times, that his stubborn
anger rose. He sat on the other side of the seat angrily.

The car suddenly fell silent.

Ruan MingChi was sitting in the front seat looking at the scenery outside the windshield. He
violently kneaded his fingers. He couldn’t understand the indescribable feeling in his heart.
He didn’t understand what he was upset about, and why he opposed everyone’s decision to
go to a different restaurant. Hey Ruan MingChi, you haven’t become haughty because of the
indulgence have you?

Ruan MingChi felt that this word was magical. When did he ever experience the word
“indulge” before? Who was doting on who? JiHao? Was indulging… me?

"Boom! Boom!"
The lights from the car opposite them flashed, and Ruan MingChi felt as if his soul had left
his body for a moment. When he came back to, his head was blank, and he also didn’t dare
to continue his thought.

...

After the end of the winter holidays, there were still a couple of days left before the Lunar
New Years (). The team didn’t practice, and according to the practice of the previous years,
they were allowed to pack their bags and prepare to go home.

But this year the provincial sports team pulled a couple tricks. They said that the provincial
sports team had a lot of good results this year, and so on Lunar New Year’s eve, everyone
got together to eat, drink and draw some prizes before heading back home for the Lunar
New Years.

Just like that, after the exam, all the players stayed for two more days.

Yin XueLin was still a little drunk that night. In the middle of the night, he vomited over his
bedside. In the end, JiHao moved his fingers to seal his mouth, and Yin XueLin had to
swallow his vomit. The alcohol swelled in his stomach all night. And the next day Yin
XueLin's complexion was as if he had faced death.

On the third day, that was the day of the meeting, did Yin XueLin finally look better.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the girls 'dormitory in the back building was full of girls'
screams and laughter, while the male players were at a loss in front of their wardrobe.

It was said that this year's meeting had specifically called for media reporters to come, so
even if the athletes didn’t wear formal attire, they couldn’t dress too casually either. They
were able to make do with sportswear. The teared jeans were definitely not acceptable.

JiHao liked to wear his own style, and wore the new set of blue and white sportswear of his
team. He stood side by side with Ruan MingChi who also wore the same set of clothes. They
looked at Yin XueLin who was suffering from choosing syndrome.

Yin XueLin’s home environment was not bad, so his wardrobe couldn’t fit all his clothes. He
took out all the clothes he liked and picked them. Finally, he found himself in a dark blue
casual suit, with a high collared black sweater. When he turned around, he looked like a
peacock, “Am I handsome?”

The Buddha dressed in gold, and people dressed in clothing (4). Yin XueLin was dressed
like a dog. (T/N: Ouch lol.)

But in this age of supreme beauty, and when he looked at the two figures behind him, he
knew he was defeated.
"Tsk!" Yin XueLin turned his head back uncomfortably.

The provincial sports team had reserved a restaurant that could accommodate more than
1,000 people to hold banquets. Their specifications were very high. One bus and private car
traveled between the restaurant and the provincial team’s dorm. Around 5:30, the
restaurant was crowded with people.

When they arrived and looked around, Yin XueLin's attire was most popular among the
public, and even girls wore their hair up to pair with their evening dresses. On the contrary,
the pair JiHao and Ruan MingChi, who still remembered their identity as athletes, stood out
from the crowd.

As soon as the two entered the arena, a lot of people had set their sights on them.

LiuJi was the reporter of the Provincial Sports News (from ch. 8), and was mainly
responsible for news reports on water sports, and of course, the athletes of the provincial
swimming team. He would definitely be invited to the event today.

He saw the two people from a distance, and said to the head coach of the swimming team in
surprise, "I haven't seen them in a while, and they have already grown so much. Looking at
their figure, I would have thought they were models. Who would have thought they were
swimmers, and very well at that?”

The head coach was pulled over to take a rainbow fart picture, and laughed, "Watch them
after the Lunar New Year. The National Team has contacted me, they wanted to arrange
some resources for JiHao. They want to rush him into global competition. These
sponsorships ah… I used to work so hard to get resources, and now I could get it with a call.
Lao Liu ah… This is called the wind turning in our favor.”

"Are you talking about national training? What about Ruan MingChi?"

"He’s still a little too young. Anyway, he was promoted to the youth group. His
achievements are a little limited, so we’ll wait for him to get a bit older.”

"That’s true. As long as the results are there, there will be no shortage of resources. I will
have to congratulate you in advance. Perhaps when we’re not paying attention, within a
blink of an eye, we will have a world champion in our team.”

"I hope, hahaha..."

The two looked at the swimmer from afar, chatting and smiling.

When JiHao and Ruan MingChi arrived at the restaurant, they found that the people who
wore sportswear to attend the annual meeting were pitiful, but they didn't feel
embarrassed because they were with each other. When the other big and small beauties
were competing for photos at the door, they sneaked into the restaurant and found a round
table with the sign, “swimming team”. They found a good place to watch the events and sat
down.

Turning their head, Coach Yu sat next to them in a suit.

"Coach Yu."

"Coach."

The two greeted him.

Coach Yu nodded in response, his eyes fell on JiHao, and said with a smile, "I have
something to tell you.”

JiHao looked at him.

"The team is helping you to apply for sponsors.” Coach Yu said, “The provincial sports
institute should not have a big problem, and with your current achievements, it should be
fine.”

JiHao nodded, he knew this.

(2) 锤子. Hammer. But it has another meaning. It can be used as a swear word, or to say
"What do you know?", or "What? I can't believe you. Are you lying to me?"
(3) 开心果 --> pistachio. The funny and humorous guy of the group. run 滑剂 --> Lubricant.
Less friction, ja?
(4) For those who don't know. Lunar New Year is different from January 1st. It follows the
lunar calendar to calculate the new year. It's usually in January or February and lasts
around 7 days. Children in China will get these days off.
(5) 佛是金装，人是衣装. Buddha is dressed in gold, while people are dressed in clothing. It
means that the eyes of the world are shallow and only look at the skin, not the bone. Only
look at what's outside, and ignore the inside.

Chapter 23: Let Him Work Solo. Attack from All Sides! (Part 3)
But Coach Yu paused and said, "But this afternoon the National Sports Institute contacted
the team and asked us for your file. They probably mean to recruit you.”

"National Sports Institute?”

JiHao raised his eyebrows. The National Institute of Physical Education was already the
best institution for sports students to choose. Of course, if the National Sports Institute
really wanted to throw out an olive branch, few sports students could resist. After all, once
enrolled in the National Sports Institute, there was a high probability of staying in the
industry to work.

If JiHao was really the original JiHao, an orphan who had no father nor mother and only
swam, there was no need to think. But he was not the original. He had a reason to stay in
this small world, and so he didn’t hesitate at all. After looking at Ruan MingChi, he said his
choice.

At this time, Yin XueLin walked up to them with a sigh on his face. With a vague voice, he
said, “There is a sense of upper class level here, which is intertwined with cups of wine and
magnificence (6) (7).”

"..." Coach Yu glanced at the interesting person and said lightly, "Find a place to sit and
don't get in the way of our sight.”

"Ei! I’ll sit next to you!" The “high class” Yin XueLin sat down with good manners and
smiled cleverly.

JiHao looked around the two of them, and swallowed what he wanted to say. He had to
think about it some more, then have his final say on it.

Since JiHao didn't speak, Ruan MingChi who was listening to them, felt as if his heart was
hanging downcast. It was difficult to suppress.

The meeting started on time at six o'clock. The leaders took to the stage to speak. Various
sports teams also sang and danced. Finally, Ruan MingChi won the second place raffle, and
in front of everyone’s envious eyes, pulled out a red envelope of 500.

But the tips of his fingers were feeling cold.

JiHao was going to university.

That’s right, JiHao was currently a senior in high school, so of course he was going to
university.

But why not go to the provincial sports institute? He should go to the Provincial Sports
Institute! It was just across a wall, three doors down from the high school. It was so close!
He was guaranteed to get in.

But entering the National Sports Institute was also guaranteed!

In city A, the capital city was 2,000 kilometers (~1242 miles) away and the air ticket cost
2,000. It was the best university an athlete could dream of.

Ruan MingChi grinded his teeth. He was bothered by this National Sports Institute and
secretly vowed that he would not read in this life, and would not go there!

The fingertips that pinched the money were ice cold and it spread up his wrist, and
slammed into his heart.

He felt like he couldn’t breath at all.

The people continued to clap as they waited for the grand prize to be announced.

The host grabbed a number from the draw box. JiHao's finger flicked, and the host said
excitedly, "Grand prize! The highest prize! Sponsored by the sports brand company under
YZ Group. 8,880 yuan. The winner of the grand prize is-No. 567! Who is No. 567! No. 567! "

JiHao stood up with his number in hand and laughed.

That’s right, he was short of money again. The little amount of money he had made was
almost gone.

"Fuck!"

"Hao’er! Please!"

"Shit, what kind of dog luck is this?!"

The boys around were all swearing. Before the money was taken, they all fantasized about
how to use the money.

JiHao wore his sports suit, and smiled on the stage. He was young and sunny and dressed in
that set of blue and white sportswear, made him look like he had a good sense of fashion.

"Wow, super handsome guy! Was No. 567 always this handsome? Would the xiao gege be
willing to exchange WeChat with us?” The host said wittily in exchange for the coquettish
sounds from the audience.

After Ruan MingChi recovered, he heard the girls at the next table talking, "JiHao is really
handsome."

"He’s the first man I’ve ever seen wear sportswear so well.”

"In our provincial team, he deserves the title of ‘team grass’ (8).”

"I really want to tease him~”

"You used to like this type?”

"Like? You don’t like it?”

Like it.

You don't like it. (T/N: The author wrote ‘you’, so I’m just following through.)

He did like it.

"Boom!" Thunder and lightning clashed together. Ruan MingChi seemed to be standing
under a dam, watching the lightning fly across the sky to cleave a mouth into the dam. In a
roar, he was swept by the flood and was starting to drown!

His earth was spinning, and he couldn’t tell the difference between the north, south, east, or
west.

He liked him.

You don't like him.

He did like him.

He liked, he liked a lot.

Ruan MingChi's fingertips started to warm up. Like a frozen person, he was trembling all
over and his nerve endings were crackling under the surface of his skin, causing intense
sharp pain.

"Are you hot?" The low and mellow voice rang in his ears, Ruan MingChi suddenly
recovered. His body was wet, and his forehead was sweating under the gaze of the other
party.

"Boom! Boom!"

The man raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then approached in confusion. Finally, the
tight eyebrows were more furrowed, and he raised his hand to touch his forehead.

Ruan MingChi avoided it subconsciously.

The man's hand stopped awkwardly in the air.

"Boom! Boom!"

"You don’t look so good, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Said the man who
finally dropped his hand. "Why don't we go first. Once we get the grand prize in hand, we
will have money again."

The man shook his phone and smiled brightly, "What do you want to eat, I’ll treat you."
"En?"

The man who couldn't wait for an answer, narrowed his eyes and said, “How about we use
this money to pay for accommodation, and we go to your house for the Lunar New Years?”

"Boom! Boom!"

"Goodong!"

Ruan MingChi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked away in embarrassment. He

looked at the bowl in front of him.

"Little immortal, little immortal? Hey, what's wrong? You don’t look so good today, did
something happen?”

Ruan MingChi didn't dare to look at JiHao. All his words were stuck in his throat, and there
was only one voice left in his head constantly repeating: I like men, I like JiHao, I like... him.

"JiHao, come over for a bit." Coach Yu was told by the head instructor to bring him over.

JiHao frowned, and didn't want to answer. What happened to this “Qin string”? Wasn't it
okay before? He didn't even do anything, but he had a feeling that the progress bar
suddenly retreated. What’s the matter? Did this artifact have a self-destruct function?

"JiHao!" Coach Yu raised his volume again.

JiHao softly gently to Ruan MingChi in a low voice, "Whoever annoyed you, I will help you
clean him up. Or do you think the second prize is not good? We can also change."

Ruan MingChi’s ears were deaf, and he seemed dead to life.

"JiHao! Tsk! This kid!" Seeing that Coach Yu was about to go, JiHao was still indifferent.

Ruan MingChi said dumbly, "Shouting. He’s shouting at you.”

JiHao raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and focused his thoughts, "OK, then I’m going
over.”

"En." Ruan MingChi nodded.

Coach Yu reached out to grab JiHao, but JiHao calmly avoided it. He stood up, but turned
back and said uneasily, "I'll be back soon, let's talk later."

Ruan MingChi was so scared that he just wanted to run away. Talk? Talk about what!?
Coach Yu looked at the two suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

JiHao was not in a good mood. The black mist at the bottom of his eyes rolled up for a while,
and Coach Yu closed his mouth.

The black veins of the world flickered before him. Every time the power of the demon
moved, the black veins seemed to be stronger. But the white veins that made up the world
seemed to be indifferent and were even tightly wrapped. It seemed to protect something
carefully and forbid access (9). It allowed the darkness to grow around it happily.

JiHao left and went to the main table where the group of leaders were. After he greeted
them all, Ruan MingChi finally looked up towards him. His eyes seemed to be stuck to his
figure. The deep parts of his eyes that were originally clear, now seemed to be stained and
dirty with a little bit of black mist.

The head coach sat with other department heads of the S Provincial Sports Institute.

The head coach got up and pulled a chair, to wedge between him and reporter LiuJi. He
patted Jihao’s back, and briefly told him about the special training at the national team.

When talking about this in front of so many people, of course, there was an element of
flanting. The other head coaches took the initiative to discuss it enthusiastically.

"Special training is quite rare. The meaning of the swimming association is to let JiHao
participate in the World Youth Championship."

"Of course he must participate in the World Youth Championship. If there was no hope of
winning the championship, they wouldn’t have arranged special training for him.”

"What a great opportunity, young man. Don't be afraid of suffering or being tired, just fight
for the world championship and then come back to talk about it.”

JiHao thought about it, and there was nothing to refuse. Even if he bought a million raffles,
and could live his life with ease and wealth, his purpose here was not as simple as "staying
alive". The "Qin string"’s career line was terrible. It depended on how big the heart was.
The bigger, the better outlook he had. He had a chance to have a great life. At that time, he
would only be a local tyrant who had nothing to do. But there was always a gradual process
in achieving glory, and it had to be taking step by step.

Let's just get the world championship first.

"En, I will work hard." JiHao nodded with a smile and agreed.

The elders just took JiHao's choice for granted. They talked with each other until the
banquet was over and JiHao was finally able to get away.
In a blink of an eye, Ruan MingChi was gone.

JiHao, "..."

He could see through everyone’s heart, except for Ruan MingChi’s. He couldn’t figure out
what was wrong. He could only rush out to chase after him.

He chased him back to the dormitory.

When JiHao entered the dormitory, he saw Ruan MingChi sleeping by the wall. He had
wrapped himself up and curled up like a shrimp.

"?" JiHao glanced at Yin XueLin.

Yin XueLin shrugged and shook his head.

JiHao frowned and walked to the bed. He pushed the little "shrimp" and called out to him,
"Little immortal?"

"..." Didn’t respond.

After thinking for a while, JiHao raised his hand and touched Ruan MingChi's forehead.

Ruan MingChi couldn't sleep, and his mind was full of chaos. As soon as JiHao came back,
although he turned his back on him, he seemed to have turned on a radar. Every cell of his
was searching for JiHao’s existence.

He endured, and hid, not daring to look at him, let alone to be seen by him.

Who would have thought, a warm and dry hand rubbed his ears and touched his forehead.
This time, Ruan MingChi’s heart exploded.

He seemed to hear a loud “boom”.

Ruan MingChi was so scared that his hairs lifted up in fright, he lifted the quilt and wrapped
himself tightly in it.

JiHao's hand was hit with it.

It didn’t hurt.

But the smile on JiHao's face disappeared completely, and the black mist in his eyes
gradually rolled up. He, who belonged to the Heavenly Demon, burst into an explosion of
anger.

Regardless of who he changed into, he conscientiously helped the "weapon" to upgrade,

and it seemed that he had endured enough. His face showed a murderous look.

JiHao was not a person with a particularly good temper. In addition, due to the influence of
the demon qi, he had a violent heart. He instantly wanted to grasp the neck of the "Qin
string" and drag him off the bed. He had the urge to let the string work solo, and then attack
from all sides!

He endured.

JiHao took a deep breath, turned into the bathroom, washed his face, but was unable to get
the murderous thoughts out of his head.

Never mind.

He didn’t care anymore.

This was it for today.

JiHao wiped the water from his face and looked at himself with evil in his eyes in the
mirror. In any case, he couldn't adjust the mask-like smile, and he simply couldn’t bother
with it anymore.

He went out of the bathroom and opened the door to leave the dormitory. Yin XueLin's
voice came from behind him, "What are you doing?”

JiHao ignored him and walked forward. At the next step, he was already standing on the
rooftop of the dormitory building. He reached out and grabbed a cup of ancient wine in his
hand, which was full of green wine.

The wine was fragrant and tasted sweet.

JiHao sat on the edge of the roof, and let the cold wind blow around his face. He was
surrounded by the rain as he faced the moon and drank his wine.

Maybe it was time to think about what went wrong or right.

The Qin string was originally an object, a careless thing. Naturally it could also be moody.
Could it even be nourished with love?

He thought about it…….

And he thought about it again…...

(6) 觥筹交错. Dinner party at which the wine flows freely.
(7) 富丽堂皇. Wealthy, grand, imposing, etc.
(8) Back then, women were described as beautiful as a flower. Thus "School flower." So
men were compared to grass--"School grass."
(9) 禁 luan. 禁脔. Means: meat. This was the kind of meat that was forbidden for others.
Metaphor for something that others should not touch.

Chapter 24: "I Like You and I was Afraid You'd Know, OK!?" (Part 1)
Ruan MingChi hid from him until after the Lunar New Years. JiHao who had wanted to
accompany him home, was left alone and was picked up by Coach Yu and spent the New
Year’s with him.

After drinking in the rain that night, JiHao was sure that his thinking was correct. The
WuHuaQin was not an ordinary Qin, so of course it would have some temper. It did have
little immortal Ruan’s energy in it, so of course it would have demands when it was alive.

Of course, WuHuaQin was also just an object. If it wanted something, then it would get it.
But one shouldn’t let it breed more desire.

If the WuHuaQin fell from a treasure to an ordinary Qin, then he wouldn’t have a lifeline to
protect him. He wouldn’t be able to escape the fate as the protagonist’s “grindstone” and
cannon fodder.

This was all to help himself.

Therefore, JiHao didn’t rush to Ruan's house to beg to be with Ruan MingChi. If Ruan
MingChi wanted distance, then he would give it.

Distance represented beauty, and maybe he would turn around and remember his
goodness.

On Chinese New Year's Day, JiHao was eating dumplings at Coach Yu’s house. He took out
his phone and sent a New Year's message. He naturally wanted to test Ruan MingChi’s
attitude here.

[Happy Chinese New Years, brothers and sisters. JiHao is here to give you New Year's
greetings. 恭喜发财 (May you have a prosperous New year!) 红包拿来! (Give me a red
packet!)]

Yin XueLin replied seconds later, [I’ve greeted you for the New Years, so give me a red
packet!]

Cui Rong replied, [Happy Chinese New Years.]

ZhangJin didn’t send a reply, but he straightforwardly gave JiHao a ten-dollar red envelope.
For a while, the phone vibrated endlessly, and JiHao stared at it for a shichen. There was
still no reply from Ruan MingChi.

He was still angry.

Although he didn’t know what Ruan MingChi was angry about, he decided he didn’t want to
stick to a person with a cold ass and a hot face (1). So he left him alone for a while.

JiHao did not contact Ruan MingChi, but Ruan MingChi did glance at his phone from time to
time.

"Bzz!"

The phone vibrated, and when a notification came, he immediately picked it up to look. It
was full of advertisements.

The Spring Festival Gala began, and the TV was very lively, with singing and dancing and
bright red colors.

There were children in the village setting off firecrackers. They were not allowed in the
city, but no one cared in the village. The village officials promoted the “
playing firecrackers in the village, which ca n’t be put in big cities for a long time, but they
ca n’t manage the village. Village cadres promoted the “Prohibition of Punishment Policy”
everywhere half a month ago, so they could only allow the kids to play.

"咻—— bang!" Xiū —— bang!

The second explosion seemed to come from over his head. Ruan MingChi watched the small
advertisement, blinked, and then put down his phone.

"Are you expecting something?" Dad Ruan asked. "Why do you keep looking at your
phone?"

Ruan MingChi shook his head.

"This mobile phone... I never asked about it before, and it's not necessarily important. Since
you live outside, it’s good to have an easy way of contact." On this family reunion day, Dad
Ruan tried to find a topic to talk about, "Could you get me a phone? The cheapest kind, I
only need to be able to call.”

"Bzzz!"

The phone vibrated again.

Ruan MingChi didn't know what he was expecting, but he still immediately picked up the
phone and looked at it. The phone showed a message from JiHao. Although it was only a
group message, Ruan MingChi was still happy as if he had received a big red envelope of
1,000 yuan.

He put his phone down with a smile and looked at his father, "Tomorrow the cell phone
store in the city may not be open. I’ll buy it the day after tomorrow."

"En, just the cheapest one. I only need to be able to call," Father Ruan repeated again.

“Ok.”

When the topic came to an end, father Ruan turned his gaze back to the TV screen. Ruan
MingChi picked up the phone again and clicked on JiHao's text message. He slowly typed a
couple of words. He continued to repair, and change, and repair, but in the end he decided
that it was inappropriate, and finally deleted it all. He really didn’t know what to say.

He was scared.

He liked JiHao. He liked him so much that he was afraid of him knowing.

They were all men, how could he like me? What if he treated me as a pervert and alienated
himself from me? He thought.

Ruan MingChi didn't dare to send a text message to JiHao, and JiHao naturally didn't wait
for Ruan MingChi's text messages. The two simply didn't contact each other, and it was
already the seventh day of the Chinese New Year.

Ruan MingChi returned to the swimming team on the morning of the seventh day.

He missed JiHao, in fact he wanted to come back on the first day, but he didn’t dare because
of his guilt. Finally, he couldn't wait until the last day of the holiday and he got back on the
first bus before dawn. He comforted himself that he was not very conspicuous.

Ruan MingChi walked up to the door of their room with his bag on his back. He held his
breath, and unconsciously tilted his head to look in the direction of JiHao’s bed. The
blankets were messy. Was he still sleeping?

When he entered the room completely, he found that there was no one on the bed. Since no
one was in charge of housekeeping over the holidays, JiHao had gotten up without folding
his blankets. Which caused the illusion that he was still in bed.

Looking at the empty bed, and standing in the empty dormitory, Ruan MingChi really did
not know whether he was lost or relieved.

Since he couldn’t see JiHao, Ruan MingChi felt relaxed. He sorted his luggage, and washed
his face. When he came out again, he noticed Yin XueLin ’s blue suitcase under the bed.
He raised his eyebrows, and then remembered why JiHao wouldn’t be in.

He was a senior in high school, so they wouldn’t have passed the New Years very
comfortably.

Ruan MingChi raised his hand to cover his mouth, and wanted to laugh.

Liking someone could actually make someone stupid? He was worried about gains and
losses, but he was actually suffering from intermittent amnesia, and couldn’t even think
about anything else.

JiHao was currently a senior in high school.

He had to take his classes seriously.

It was important to go to bed at night, or else they would fall asleep on the table. That way,
they could listen to the lesson and pass their papers in time. Before JiHao was pulled into
the book, he was a decent student. He loved learning and was polite, and optimistic. He was
a good student in the eyes of his teachers and classmates. Although JiHao didn’t think he
had a good temper, but that's only what he thought of himself. Whether he was studying or
working, he had an excellent relationship with the people around him. He was the core of
the team and was able to take on responsibilities, but still felt that he didn’t have a good
temper.

The young man who had lowered his head to write on the roll of paper narrowed his eyes
slightly. The dark mist under his eyes rolled up, and there was a sign of anger on his body.

It seems that his personality had changed a lot since he entered the book, and then entered
this small world. As a demon, it made him constantly want to make a move. It made him
feel indescribably tyrannical.

As of today, JiHao had restrained himself well. He was JiHao, not the demon. He had his own
life experiences and personality, so he should not be affected by the demon qi, let alone
being in this world.

JiHao blinked and pressed down the chaotic thoughts igniting a fire in his heart. Today
Ruan MingChi was coming back. He had to adjust his mood and think on it later.

So, what happened to the change in Ruan MingChi's attitude? Looking back, he hasn't done
anything wrong. Ruan MingChi couldn’t have gotten angry just because he won the grand
prize. It was only around 8,000 yuan. Was it worth it?

The seniors in high school were busy with school work. Some students even came to school
with sagging eyes. After class in the morning, they had a lunch break, then they had
afternoon classes. In the evening, they had self study until 9:30pm.
Students in the cultural class tried hard to get into the university. The sports students also
had to work just as hard. Due to low scores from their sports performance, they were also
admitted to sports colleges with low scores. In this way, many of the “slag learning”
students were going bald to get the extra 200 points.

It was already past ten o'clock when he finally returned to the dorms.

When Yin XueLin pushed open the door to their room he said, "Let’s just stay at the
university dormitory. If we moved out, it would take more than an hour to go back and
forth every day. I’d rather take that time to sleep in a little longer.”

Of course JiHao would not agree. If he moved out, wouldn't he be separated from Ruan
MingChi? Although Ruan MingChi's favorability was illusory, as long as his ultimate goal
remained the same, he wasn’t going to be separated from Ruan MingChi. JiHao was even
considering what excuse he could use to stay with Ruan MingChi after he got married.

Tsk! It seemed as though he was really affectionate.

At the same time as this thought emerged, another thought rised from the depths of his
brain. Unfortunately it came fast, and left just as fast, and it sunk back into the depths and
disappeared.

When entering the room, the lights were bright. Ruan MingChi had wrapped himself in his
blanket. His dark eyes were bright and clear, clearly not asleep.

JiHao always thought that Ruan MingChi’s eyes wanted to penetrate into his mind deeply.
As if he wanted to cave something out of him.

What did he want to cave out?

Was it that… he knew his true identity already?

(1) 热脸贴冷屁股. Cold ass but hot face. It means that you have been pleasing others, but
they are not willing to take care of you.

Chapter 24: "I Like You and I was Afraid You'd Know, OK!?" (Part 2)
JiHao reacted suddenly. He had used the power of his Heavenly Demon to change things up.
Did this change Ruan MingChi’s attitude? Did he know… and so he was afraid now? Did he
doubt, look into it, and now avoid him?

Suddenly everything was clear!

So when Ruan MingChi rolled over and got out of bed, and avoided JiHao’s eyes to head to
the bathroom. JiHao’s fingers hooked, and easily unlocked the door to the bathroom. He
pushed the door and went in.

Ruan MingChi was so scared that his face changed drastically, and he looked as if he was
suffocating. He hurriedly raised his pants and asked, "How did you get in?"

JiHao frowned as he watched this overly nervous reaction. His thoughts were already
running around like a wild horse. He tentatively said, “It just happened, and I came in.”

Ruan MingChi looked at him with his mouth closed, and glanced down. He didn't even
know what he was looking at.

JiHao stepped forward, "I came in, and then?" What are you going to do? What would you
do if you found out that I am not a person of this world? Drive me away? You are the
“master” of this world, so once your consciousness awakens, even if I wanted to stay, I
can’t…...

"Get out!" Ruan MingChi was watched by JiHao's burning eyes, and he felt his senses being
filled by JiHao’s breath. It made him dizzy and it caused his heartbeat to beat even faster.

JiHao, on the other hand, almost pushed Ruan MingChi to the wall. He looked at Ruan
MingChi's evasive gaze, and his heart was even more tyrannical. He even had the urge to
refine the person in front of him back into a "qin string". He narrowed his eyes, pressed
him, almost squeezed him into the corner, and asked in a low voice, "What if I don't go
out?"

Ruan MingChi was forced to retreat until his back was pasted to the cold wall. There was no
retreat. He finally squeezed his fist and growled, "Get out, I don’t want to see you.”

He was truly...! Too strong. He hated himself, and feared himself.

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi, who was suppressing his voice and tried to put some
“threat” into his words. He silently waited for the world’s will to expel him. At the same
time, his palm was full of demonic qi, and he would use it to refine this “Qin String” step by
step.

But when he waited and waited, the will of the world did not move. Not only did it not
move, JiHao even felt that the world was more inclusive of himself.

"?"

At this moment, Ruan MingChi, who was short of breath, finally pushed JiHao away and
rushed out.
JiHao who was left behind in the toilet, frowned.

He didn’t understand.

However, since the world will not drive himself away, it means that he could still work
around it, and he dispersed the demon qi.

No one spoke that night.

Over the next following days, or even a long time later, nothing special happened.

The senior students were all busy. They went out in the morning, and then came back in the
middle of the night. Sometimes, they didn’t even see each other. Because of their own
thoughts, they didn’t deliberately change their relationship.

In the blink of an eye, it was May. The college entrance examination was close, and the life
of the seniors were even more bitter.

They rarely rested for half a day. There were endless amounts of papers to do. Yin XueLin
looked at JiHao with red eyes, "I envy you so much, I also want a guaranteed scholarship. I
also want to go to city A! Ahhhhhhh, the college entrance examination is simply inhuman!"

Ruan MingChi who was also doing his homework with his head bowed down, suddenly
stopped and his eyes were at a loss.

Sponsorship, Sports institute, and City A were his taboo words, because once he learned
more about them, then it represented separation. For three months, Ruan MingChi had
sorted out his thoughts and worked hard, but the person he liked appeared in front of him
every day. Sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night, so that he could look up to see
JiHao’s sleeping face. He wanted to touch, and his need to confess increased day by day. But
he would rather die than say his thoughts. He didn’t want him to know his wandering
thoughts.

So, were they going to separate like this? Thousands of miles away, let the yearning
thoughts gradually quiet, let his like for JiHao slowly disappear. And when they finally met
again, he had to stand in front of him, as if nothing happened, and still be a good brother
and a good teammate.

The thoughts were too long, and endless. There was no decline of thoughts.

After he recovered, the black and blue ink had smudged his books. Just like his dirty heart,
which couldn’t be cleaned anymore.

Ruan MingChi put down his pen and sighed silently.

JiHao didn't know what Ruan MingChi misunderstood. Everything that happened,
happened. They were at the provincial sports institute, then went to City A for special
training. Participated in the World Youth Championships, and won himself gold.

JiHao never dreamed that Ruan MingChi liked him, so when he felt his hair being touched
by Ruan MingChi in the middle of the night, he almost killed someone.

The dormitory was not very dark at this time. The streetlights from outside the window
illuminate the mottled ceiling. Yin XueLin, who had been tired the entire day, slept like a
dead pig on the bed next door. Snoring filled the air.

JiHao earlier on had already automatically shielded such noise, so the sound on top of his
head was like thunder, instantly waking him up.

In the middle of the night, Ruan MingChi didn’t sleep, why did his hand reach out over to
him?

JiHao "watched" Ruan MingChi lying on the bed motionlessly, staring at himself with a
tangled face. As if to prove something, he reached out carefully, crossed the guardrail, and
then touched his hair .

Then he slowly withdrew his hand and laid back on the bed, not moving for a long time.

"..." JiHao slowly opened his eyes, and the dark mist rolled over his eyes.

He couldn’t understand. What exactly was Ruan MingChi trying to determine? Was he
(RMC) trying to figure out if he was a human or a ghost?

Sure enough, this was not going to work. Since the "Qin strings" reorganized the world, and
due to his own help, it had let this small world catch it’s own breath, so he had relaxed his
own vigilance. He had always unconsciously used his power to change some small things.
He didn’t know where he had made it visible, and caused Ruan MingChi to have some
doubts.

One last time.

JiHao told himself.

One last chance. If he came back from City A, and Ruan MingChi was still vigilant towards
himself, he was going to make a move.

JiHao closed his eyes and was annoyed as a result. His thoughts flowed for a long time, and
he could not calm down.

After all, in front of him was a "live" person, he really wanted to give little immortal Ruan
the best, let him spend a hundred years of life happily and successfully. He didn’t want to
treat him as an object and be indifferent. To refine it would be cruel, and he couldn’t get
over it in his heart.

The next day, JiHao received a phone call from the school. It was a call from the National
Swimming Association, saying that the coach of the special training team would come over
in the next couple of days and chat with him in person.

JiHao was still undecided.

Unexpectedly, that afternoon, the coach flew over. JiHao took leave for self-study that night.
With Coach Yu, he went out for a meal and they talked for a long time. When he saw the
time, it was only just past eight o'clock, which was earlier than when school ended.

He went back to the dormitory building alone. It was already hot in May. JiHao wiped off his
sweat, took off his coat and hung it up. He then opened the door of 303. The sound of a
shower running came from the bathroom. This was the time when there was only Ruan
MingChi in the room.

After thinking about it, JiHao started to pack his bags. He didn’t have to leave immediately,
but he just felt like packing first. After all, he was going to go to City A for three months, and
he had a lot of things to bring.

JiHao squatted next to his suitcase and folded his clothes. Ruan MingChi walked out in wet
blue shorts, and the two of them stared at each other.

They hadn’t been training for a while, and Ruan MingChi’s skin looked like a lotus. JiHao
was still a bit surprised, but after a while it disappeared. The child was growing well, his
skin was white, almost transparent, and his eyes were clear and tender.

"You..." Ruan MingChi didn't expect JiHao to come back at this time, so he was still shocked.
But before his heart could jump up and down again, it had dropped at the sight of JiHao
packing up. He adjusted his voice, and tried to calm his voice, and asked softly, "What are
you doing right now?”

"Packing up." JiHao smiled, "I’m going to City A after the exam.

Ruan MingChi's eyebrows and heart suddenly tensed. With a light voice that seemed to
almost disappear with the wind said, "You’re just leaving right after the exam?” He wasn’t
waiting for school to start? There were still three months until it started. He had been
counting the days until JiHao had to leave, and there was definitely still three months left.

"En." JiHao nodded, but did not explain anymore. Since he knew that Yin XueLin talked the
most in the dorm, he thought that Ruan MingChi already knew.

Ruan MingChi's head was in a mess, and his legs felt heavy. He didn’t even have the
strength to climb up his bed. Finally, he sat down on his chair as he watched JiHao pack.
College. Four years. They were definitely not going to meet during the free times. But
during summer vacation, JiHao should be coming back. After all, he still had to play on
behalf of the S Provincial Team.

He was still a freshman in high school, so he still had two more years to go (2). If his
swimming performance was excellent, he might be able to enter the National Sports
Institute and be JiHao’s classmate again.

But what was he going over there for? What could he do?

He was guarding this person, but didn’t dare to confess. Then he had to watch as he being
confessed to by someone else? Rather than seeing this, he would rather be far away in the
beginning. Far away from the pain of his heart being cut out by a knife, and far away from
having to swallow it down.

Ruan MingChi's hand on his leg was squeezed into a fist. He told himself to be strong, stay
calm and avoid him. Avoid JiHao. Even if there could not be love, he could still be friends.
Everything was going to be fine.

Yes, it will be fine.

Here Ruan MingChi tried to build a psychological wall. Just like building a wall fortress
around his body to protect himself and isolate himself from the world. The thicker, the
better, the less vulnerable he would be.

On the other hand, JiHao had folded his clothes in half, then suddenly raised his head to
look straight at Ruan MingChi.

The child's face looked so pitiful, like an abandoned puppy shivering in the ruins. No matter
how one looked at him, it wasn’t a look of rejection.

It wasn’t like how he used to look like.

The difference was too great.

JiHao thought about it, looked at the luggage he was packing, and tried to talk, "If you look
at me like this, are you trying to say you are reluctant to give up, or envious?”

Ruan MingChi squeezed his mouth tightly and did not speak.

JiHao also said, "Just say something. There’s been something strange between us since the
New Years. Let’s be clear with each other. If I offended you, can’t I apologize?”

Ruan MingChi said stiffly, "There’s nothing."

Then he stood up and went to bed.

He had to leave, to hide and to escape. This way could he suppress his boiling mind.

JiHao did not intend to let him go.

He had already said everything, he only had to find the problem. In case Ruan MingChi
found something weird about him, then he would at least be able to fight back.

JiHao reached out to grab Ruan MingChi's wrist and easily pulled him down to face him.

He looked down at Ruan MingChi, "Look, it was good before, and suddenly it changed. Little
immortal, you have to give me a reason. I asked myself if I was sincere with you, but you
can’t just alienate me. What do you want me to think about this? Huh?”

Ruan MingChi looked at the face that was slowly depressed, his heart was about to explode.
His entire body was covered with sweat. Suddenly, he buckled out of JiHao’s hand. He
struggled vigorously and shouted, “
his hair was all exploded, he suddenly excitedly grabbed JiHao's hand, struggling
vigorously, snarled, "You, let go of me!”

JiHao's eyes suddenly turned black, his hands were strong, and he easily imprisoned the
person in his arms. He twisted Ruan MingChi's wrist and frowned, "So I don’t even get an
excuse? You can do whatever you want to do? You want this, so you’ll get it. You want to
leave, so you’ll just leave? So all the effort I have done is just shit?”

Ruan MingChi was in pain, but he was also immersed in the hot embrace. His face turned
red, as if he couldn’t speak from being angry.

JiHao was also angry, and his face grew colder. He lowered his head and stuck to his ears,
"So, all my efforts, all my sincerity, is being trampled by a guy who has no heart, and I’m
being ignored now, right?”

The words seemed to have grown long thorns, and they immediately penetrated into Ruan
MingChi's heart. When he wanted to pretend to be calm, and pull them out, he found that
there were barbs on the thorns, which could not be pulled out.

So the pain laced through his heart.

He felt wronged, and shouted, "I like you and I was afraid that you would know, ok?!”
(2) High school in China is only 3 years. 6 years of elementary school, and 3 years of middle
school.

Chapter 25: JiHao Helped the Qin and Became One of the Five Pillars (Part 1)
The moment the words that were pressed down in his heart were spoken, it seemed that
the fortress he tried to build only collapsed in a tragic way.

Ruan MingChi bowed his head as if he was wronged, and stubbornly said, "Okay, now you
know why. I like you." His eyes were hot. He didn’t want to say it, but was forced to in the
end, “Can’t you give me some space? Since I’m hiding from you, can’t you stop asking now?”
His heart was ashamed, but he still continued, “You’re disgusted right? So stay away from
me.”

After finishing his last sentence, his wrist was released.

Ruan MingChi sneered and turned to crawl onto the bed. He didn’t dare to look at JiHao's.
He didn’t have any face anymore to live in the dorms. Tomorrow, he was going to move out
before he was completely rejected and laughed at. He would consciously walk away first.

He raised his legs and stepped on the ladder. The eyes that looked at his back were sharp,
but Ruan MingChi continued to bend his back to climb onto his bed.

JiHao looked at him, his original indifference due to the sudden black mist, was now filled
with emotions.

If you coveted me, then that was easier to handle.

In almost all fantasy novels, the protagonist willingly used his own blood as a weapon to
open the soul. "Heavenly Sovereign" was no exception. JiHao only felt that little immortal
Ruan’s heart was a little cute, and he would be able to keep him 100 years worry free (1).

He was supposed to be good to little immortal Ruan, and he did follow up with every
request didn't he?

So JiHao reached out and pulled back down the frustrated Ruan MingChi off the bed ladder.

"?" Ruan MingChi turned back in surprise.

Behind him, JiHao, who was holding him, had looked up. There was a smile a tthe corner of
his mouth and it reflected the light above his head. His smile was bright and almost
affectionate.

Just when Ruan MingChi suspected that he was wrong, his chin was gently pinched by one
hand, and brought down. Then he was greeted by lips that came over.

Ruan MingChi's eyes widened and his face was blank when JiHao’s soft lips touched his.

He looked and looked at the man's black eyes, and was able to see his own face clearly
reflected in those eyes, like a mirror.
Their lips separated from each other.

Then the man said, "That’s good. I like you too.”

Ruan MingChi, "..."

Blink.

His lips pursed.

Then he looked on in a daze.

Then JiHao pinched his chin and kissed him again.

When they parted, he chuckled, “For real. You should have said it earlier. Then we wouldn’t
have this kind of misunderstanding.”

"No..." Ruan MingChi felt that everything in front of him was too good to be true. "Why do
you..."

"I like you." JiHao said tenderly, "If I didn’t like you, how could I treat you so well? Have you
seen what I do to Yin XueLin? Still can’t tell the difference? I really, really like you. I want to
make you happy, and I like your smile. I hope that in the future, you will also be happy. I
racked my brains, and decided that I want to treat you well. This way…” JiHao pecked his
chin lightly, “You still can’t tell?”

Ruan MingChi did not believe it.

JiHao hugged him and kissed him again and again. Ruan MingChi felt like he was a child
being coaxed, but the joy in JiHao’s eyes could not be fake. He could feel that JiHao was
really happy, and even ecstatic.

So when Ruan MingChi climbed into the bed and wrapped himself in the blankets, he felt
that it should be true. The single arrow became a double arrow. Were they now dating?

There was movement from the next bed, followed by hair being fiddled with. He looked up
and saw JiHao lying on the head of the bed and laughing at himself.

"Little immortal, you are so cute, give me another kiss.”

Ruan MingChi, "..."

"Bring your hand over. Hurry up. When Yin XueLin comes back, we won’t be able to kiss
anymore.”
Ruan MingChi thought about it, and he obediently pushed his hand out of the quilt over to
JiHao. The fingertips and his palms were kissed gently again. “It’s so fragrant. It’s sweet like
milk. Really makes me want to eat you.” (T/N: HOHOHOHOHO!)

Ruan MingChi's face flushed instantly.

The almost seventeen-year-old, who now had a phone, understood what he should and
should not understand. He felt that the ambiguity of JiHao's words could be skewed to the
North Pole, and he... was feeling a little hot.

After being ambiguous for a while, JiHao let go of Ruan MingChi's hand and felt that he still
needed to give a preventive injection, “If you have any thoughts in the future, just directly
tell me. Don’t make each other guess. Tell me, what if we missed each other, then what?”

"En." Ruan MingChi still felt like he was floating. He felt the scene in front of him was
magical, so he nodded, "Are we… together now?”

"Yeah, I've already kissed you. So now you don’t want it anymore? Are you taking
advantage of me but not giving back in return?”

Ruan MingChi looked up at JiHao’s handsome dazzling face, and felt that it was indeed the
case. His heart finally settled a little, and with a little joy and worry, he said, "What about
the university?"

"What do you mean?"

"You’re going to City A."

"That’s right, for three months. If you are also selected for this year's youth training team, I
estimate that we will be separated for only a month. At this time, you’re not going to change
your mind are you?”

Ruan MingChi crawled up and looked at JiHao in surprise.

JiHao raised his eyebrows.

It was not a secret that JiHao was going to go to City A to participate in special training. It’s
just that Ruan MingChi didn’t get along well with others, and he wasn’t able to talk to other
people about such topics. So it caused him to suffer alone from the misunderstandings for
several months. JiHao also seemed to understand this point, so he pinched Ruan MingChi’s
chin with a smile, "Silly, how can I leave you to study abroad?"

Ruan MingChi blushed in embarrassment. The way he knelt on his bed and stared at JiHao,
made him want to bully him. JiHao looked at him and smiled, his eyes were full of demonic
qi.
...

Later, after the college entrance examination, JiHao went to City A to participate in special
training. During this period, he went abroad to participate in the "World Youth
Championship" and easily took back the world championship for the medley.

During this period, as JiHao said, the two were separated for only a month. Ruan MingChi
actively signed up for the Youth Training Team, and was able to go to City A smoothly.

A good, positive relationship would make people active and brave. In addition, JiHao always
walked in front of him with a strong attitude. His calm life and success in his career made
Ruan MingChi worry about being left behind, so he also strived to be the best.

Ruan MingChi’s birthday was at the end of August, just enough for him to participate in the
"World Youth Championship". He had turned 17, and it was the most suitable age and
mentality to make him succeed in the season. After JiHao won, he also won the fastest place
in the World Youth Championship for short distance freestyle in the history of China.

Ruan MingChi was on TV and also received a huge bonus.

When he returned to China, JiHao picked him up at the airport, rubbed his head with a
smile, and kissed him when no one was paying attention.

At this time, looking at the handsome and charming man with a successful career, Ruan
MingChi felt like he was in a dream.

A person who pretends to like someone, can only pretend for ten days up to half a month.
But they had now been together for two years. Except for the last step, they had done all
the things that should be done between couples. When they were together, they were
always sweet, and honey could almost be seen dripping from them.

When Ruan MingChi closed his eyes and waited for a kiss, he no longer wanted to think
about how incredible all this was. He only knew that seeing JiHao, he was happy, he was
content, and he felt that life was really worth it.

At the age of eighteen, during the holidays, JiHao booked a romantic hotel for his birthday.
Then, when cutting the cake, he pulled out a room card.

He blushed and held the room card and glanced at JiHao. His heartbeat was so strong that
he couldn't resist. He seemed to have been looking forward to this moment.

"You decide whether you want to use this card to open that door." JiHao sat across the table
and looked at him with a smile. Although he was sure he would agree, he still asked for his
thoughts first.

When the two were together, it was always like this. JiHao was always enthusiastic with
him, and always looked at him as if he was his entire world. As if in his heart, there was
only him. But in principle, he had always respected him. However, when he almost lost his
temper, he said this sentence, “At my age, won’t there be any dangers?” So JiHao waited
another year.

Ruan MingChi couldn't wait anymore.

Finally, Ruan MingChi pinched the room card in his palm and nodded.

That night was crazy. Their good physical quality made them full of energy. Ruan MingChi
didn’t know why, but the man lying in the lava reappeared in his thoughts. The man was
strong and sexy, and full of a terrible deterrent force. The molten lava was ready to move
and his heart inexplicably palpitated.

Who was that person. So many years have passed, and it was only a dream, but he was still
reminded of it.

Looking at the man sweating in front of him, he thought… Forget it, it was just an illusory
dream. The person in front of him was real.

JiHao retired at the age of 24. With a bunch of championship titles under his belt, he built a
water sport sports brand with his own popularity and money. He monopolized the
business in China and had great influence internationally.

Ruan MingChi swam to the age of 28 and wore Jihao's high-tech swimming trunks to
compete. At this age, he finally won the Olympics, and the Chinese people went crazy. The
media rushed to report that this was the best living advertisement for the company.

On the day of his retirement, Ruan MingChi moved into a villa in the northern district of
City C. JiHao opened the door to reveal Ruan MingChi’s father sitting in a wheelchair in the
middle of the living room smiling at him.

It was JiHao’s idea to provide for his father after retirement. He also invited a nanny. They
got along with each other on ordinary days, and his father enjoyed his late happiness.

On the day he left, he still smiled and took hold of JiHao’s hand, “Be happy.”

White cloth covered his face, and Ruan MingChi leaned into JiHao's arms, crying quietly,
"My father has suffered so much in his life, but he still smiled as he left.”

JiHao rubbed his head like a child, "Father’s last words will come true. You will be happy for
a lifetime."

Ruan MingChi always felt that he was still in a dream since JiHao was a very good lover.
They lived in a big house and had money they couldn’t spend in their whole life. JiHao
always came back for dinner and watched TV with him. They would have an hour of
communication every day, where they would tell each other what they did that day. Then
every week, they did some exercises to loosen their muscles.

Everything was good.

(1) So here, they used the title name: 守他百岁无忧, and I finally get to explain the title.
Since people live up to 100 years, that is the time limit. The title basically means the person
will love them and stay with them until death did them part. They also don't have to worry
about extra stuff (cheating, etc) because their partner will only be dedicated to them.
Which is why I put a literal title translation of: Keep you worry free for a hundred years.
But I thought Love You Till Death sounded better. This sentence came from a novel
called 十年一品温如言 by 书海沧生. (Credit to Baidu users.)

Chapter 25: JiHao Helped the Qin and Became One of the Five Pillars (Part 2)
Ruan MingChi and JiHao never got married, but they lived under the same roof for 53 years
as partners. They had both become old and gray haired. JiHao often drove his electric car,
and pulled Ruan MingChi around the streets.

But people would get old, organs would get tired, and no amount of money could save
them.

Ruan MingChi died at the age of 81.

On the day of his departure, he laid in bed, as his left hand was held by JiHao. Even when he
was a handsome young man, and now a handsome old man, he was still looked at
affectionately. JiHao rubbed his hand and said, “You go first, I will accompany you later.”

Ruan MingChi blinked and opened his mouth behind the oxygen mask. He wanted to say
something, but he couldn't say anything. Finally, he tried to smile around the corner of his
mouth and said silently, "I'll be waiting for you."

Then, Ruan MingChi closed his eyes.

He was able to go through this life full of happiness and peace.

The handsome old man sitting in the hospital bed with red eyes lowered his head and
kissed the cold hand again. The distressed feeling spread in his heart, making him
breathless.

It was only a play.

But once he went for it, it became a lifetime.

His iron heart couldn’t stand it.

JiHao didn't dare to say that he loved him forever, but the choking sadness echoing in his
heart was real, not fake.

So when he left, JiHao didn’t spend more time, and left the body of this world. The dark
haired young man stood by the hospital bed and looked at the two old men who had passed
away hand in hand and sighed.

He raised his hand, and the power of the heavenly demon surged, the whole world became
blurred, and finally turned into chaos. He placed this chaos in the palm of his hand, slowly
applied force, and the chaos became smaller and smaller until it became silk.

The divine string was finally refined.

The string was three feet six inches five, it was white as jade and full of divine light.

There were five emotions in it: love, family, friends, teachers and apprenticeship, and world
love.

JiHao buried himself into the string and became one of the five pillars.

If “宫” (the note C) was ever played, I will always be with you.

...

After repairing the first string, JiHao broke away from immortal Ruan’s illusory world. He
was suddenly light as a swallow. The dirt on his body was cleaned, and he could destroy the
world just by breathing.

The power of the demons surged in his body. It was hard to control himself in the small
world, but upon returning to the real world, his seven emotions and six desires surged
forth and instantly diluted the sadness of parting with Ruan MingChi.

JiHao slowly opened his eyes.

This was a turbulent space, which couldn’t be entered by non-immortals or non-demons.

Through the thin space barrier, he could hear a roar from outside. “Demon! You killed my
Shifu (master) and caused trouble in the world. I will not be reconciled. Return my Shifu!”

Tsk!

It was the protagonist Long AoTian.

With his current strength, JiHao felt that he could deal with him with just a finger. But due
to the protagonist’s halo, the more he was in a life or death scenario, the more danger JiHao
would be in. And he did not dare.

He had a headache.

Therefore, he was going to save the Shifu of the protagonist, then be a low key villain. Even
if the protagonist Long AoTian may find his home in the end, and he might even be
stronger, but after 18 years, he might have become a good demon.

JiHao knew that this could not be delayed, and once again forced out a drop of blood, and
sent the black ominous blood to the forehead of the seriously injured man in front of him.
At last, JiHao finally saw his face.

Ruan MingChi.

There was a slight pain in his heart.

But this Ruan MingChi was not his Ruan MingChi.

"Don't think about it." The immortal of heaven elegantly sat wearing a white gown. Even
though there was no wind, his hair and gown gently danced along. It was a beautiful
scenery, and in the depths of it, there was a white lotus. A truly handsome, and graceful
immortal.

JiHao's eyes stayed on immortal Ruan’s face for a few seconds. His eyes fell on the blood-
stained lips. Finally, he pursed his lips, and indifferently put the black blood in his hand
onto the center of immortal Ruan’s brow.

His consciousness entered immortal Ruan’s illusory world.

Fantasy world.

Open!

...

"Hao’zi, I’m telling you, he’s only a lover, but you’re treating him so ruthlessly, isn’t it a bit
too much? If you said these words today, who would dare to use him in the future? Don’t
you know that children these days will kill themselves over it?”

JiHao looked at the man with the smell of wine in front of him and raised his eyebrows.
With an arrogant voice, he said yes.

When the man saw JiHao's reaction, he knew he couldn’t intervene. He pretended to smile,
and instead picked a topic that the man might be interested in discussing, "Forget it,
anyway, when I looked at him, I didn’t think he was fragile. What was going on when you
said he had no feelings at all?”

JiHao had not sorted out the world yet, so it was inconvenient to answer him. He lowered
his eyes and tapped his fingers gently on the desktop, but was actually looking at the world
context of this small world.

A wry smile suddenly appeared.

He didn’t know if it was because of the last world, and he had an emotional connection with
Ruan MingChi. As soon as this world opened, he and Ruan MingChi directly entered an
emotional drama.

But it was this emotional drama that was killing him.

To put it simply, he was a powerful boss that had interest in a young star that just debuted.
He thought he could get him easily, but he was actually met with a tough stubble. Ruan
MingChi was unwilling and made it difficult for him. Everyone in the circle now knew about
it. As a result, he lost face, and after he fell from power, he wanted the entire net to hate
Ruan MingChi.

He had only debuted, and was only an 18th rate celebrity (2). Since JiHao had so much
power, he also wanted to see what kind of ending was cut out of the stars.

Very good.

This time he wasn’t bullying as a senior, but was now bullying with his power.

Therefore, this small world's emotional setting for immortal Ruan was still set at "hostility"
towards himself. Thinking that perhaps since they had loved each other for a lifetime in the
previous world, the next world would be easier. Was simply his own thinking.

Thinking up to here, JiHao raised his eyes, the dark mist rolled over in his eyes, and looked
at the person on the opposite side with a smile, "I just love how he is like this. Just teach
him for a couple of days, and he will naturally soften.”

When the voice fell, the door of the private room was pushed open. A slender, delicate-
looking boy came in, and his cold eyes fell on JiHao's face, sharp as ice.

When he spoke, the voice was faint, "Sorry, I forgot my phone.”

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi who turned away with his mobile phone and laughed.

Oh shit (3), blood was spilt at their first meeting.

(2) There's 1st rate, then 2nd rate actors. So he's all the way down at 18th rate actor.
(3) 哦豁. Ó huō . It's an expression of regret and helplessness.

Chapter 26: Naturally, Delicious Food must be Simmered Slowly

Due to his experience from the last world, JiHao was not in a rush. He knew that only when
he had a clear understanding could he then prescribe the right medicine.

The "Qin string" had not been refined yet, so he didn’t know what to fix. He played with the
WuHuaQin in his palm. There were seven strings, and 6 of them were broken. Some
fortunately broke down in the middle, but others broke in three or four pieces due to
taking in most of the brunt.

Little immortal Ruan in the last world only broke the "Do-C string", so the situation was
lighter. After it felt the nourishment of love, it would even take the initiative to ask for
more, and even ask him for love. Just like how the artifact naturally absorbs the essence of
heaven and earth to repair. The “Qin string” naturally wanted something, and JiHao gave it.

Ruan MingChi in this world didn’t seem to be all that damaged. He had all his family and
friendship lines, but for some reason the love line seemed to be pointing at himself (JiHao).
Although the line seemed as if it could break at any time, but the direction was already
clear. If he wanted to repair the strings, he still had to get him his five relationship lines. But
it seemed that JiHao only saw four lines. The “master-apprentice line” from the last world
was missing in this world.

Forget it, he will find it sooner or later.

Seeing JiHao not speaking, Xi HaoJie, who was sitting opposite him had a look of
expectancy, “Since you’ve heard it, what do you think? If you really like it, as your xiongdi,
it’s not very hard for me to help.”

"Oh?" JiHao looked at him. "How would you help.”

"Naturally it’s..." Xi HaoJie said something of this and that. His face looked like □□ (1). He
simply looked like one of the villains from the film and tv shows. He thought about the
relationship between them, and then also wanted to know how he was described in the
previous summary.

After listening patiently, JiHao waved his hand, "Let’s just forget it, I have my own plan.
Your plan is too rough. Naturally, delicious food should be simmered over low heat."

"What, are you interested in playing with this relationship now? Didn’t you always find it
troublesome, and didn’t have that patience?”
"Now I do.”

...

Ruan MingChi grabbed the phone and left the restaurant. He walked quickly with his head
down. He looked the same, with a cold expressionless face. He almost broke the phone with
his squeezing.

What did that guy think he was? A plaything?

Block him?

The world was so big, but you (JiHao) think that with your stinky little money, you can
cover the sky with only one hand?

On the road, the fire in Ruan MingChi's heart was still burning. He still didn’t get a taxi to
stop, when his phone rang.

That afternoon, he didn’t even eat a couple of bites, but was exposed to the sun. Seeing the
phone number displayed on the screen, he suppressed his voice, and had to greet politely,
“Hello.”

"Ruan MingChi!" The man over the phone growled, “What did you do? What did you do!?
Are you a noble man, or a noble lady? Is it so difficult to accompany Mr. Ji for a meal? Could
you not even coax him with a couple of sentences?!”

Ruan MingChi pursed his lips tightly, and did not speak.

The agent’s roar continued, “Assistant Liu just called and said that the audition was
cancelled. Not only did they cancel with you, they’re not even considering our other artists
for their projects! My lord, just take it as me begging you (2). Acknowledge your mistake to
Mr. Ji. Did someone say how they were going to have you? He only said he likes you! And
you just went up and flipped the table? Have you gone crazy? You flipped the table in front
of so many people!”

The more the agent said, the angrier he got. Finally he ended with a stern remark, “I’m
telling you, the contract between you and the company states: you can not harm the
company’s interests. If this matter can’t be solved within three days, we will sue you!"

After hanging up the phone, Ruan MingChi raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his
forehead.

Finally, an empty taxi drove over. Ruan MingChi sat in the car, but even with the air
conditioner on, he was still sweating. He was holding his phone with his hands full of sweat.
His eyes were dark and deep, filled with anger.
Some people who entered the entertainment circle, adapted well, and were immediately
assimilated by the environment. But when he tried to, it didn’t work. When he saw those
disgusting faces from the capital, he felt sick. Although JiHao was the first person he could
look at without being sick, just thinking about what he wanted to do to himself, made him
want to vomit.

That year, he had entered the entertainment industry with a dream, and now he was
disappointed. But the contract was signed for a full ten years. Not to mention the liquidated
damages, he couldn’t even pay for rent, or he could move to the company’s dormitory….
This idea disappeared quickly. If he didn’t compromise, the company’s dormitory would
not accommodate him.

The taxi stopped at the edge of the city. Ruan MingChi came down from the car and looked
up at the self-built building. It wasn’t very far from the company, and it only took a little
more than ten minutes by bike. In the city with the high buildings, the rent here was
unexpectedly cheap. So he didn’t care about the living environment as long as he had a roof
to cover his head.

Ruan MingChi dragged his heavy legs up to the sixth floor and opened the door to the left of
the stairs. As soon as the door opened, a fluffy little guy rushed over and barked at him
while shaking his tail.

Ruan MingChi glanced at DouDou, and chuckled until he saw his roommate packing in his
room.

This suite had two bedrooms and one living room, so he lived with other people. His
roommate was a small employee of an advertising company. Their relationship was not
close, but after all, they lived together under one roof. When they talked last month, his
roommate said that he didn’t like the big city and planned to go back to his hometown. He
would have a low income, but it was also less consuming. He wanted to get married, have
children, and have a simple life.

Ruan MingChi pursed his mouth. He also came from a small city, and couldn’t stand it there.
But he didn’t want to go back to that home. Even if he wanted to leave, he couldn’t walk
away now. He couldn’t afford paying 500,000.

Ruan MingChi walked into his roommate’s room and helped him pack his luggage. He sent
him out to the first floor, and DouDou ran around excitedly. The roommate carried his
suitcase behind him, and suddenly said, “MingChi, actually, I envy you.”

Ruan MingChi turned to look at him.

"Although you say that the company you signed with is very small and has no resources,
but you are so good looking. Anything you do… even if you were to go to a restaurant to
serve, people would fight for you. If you have a chance, you should take it. Otherwise, you
will be just like me.”

Ruan MingChi saw his roommate to the car. He waited for DouDou to finish his thing on the
lawn. His face looked on thoughtfully, he too also wanted to just use his beauty, but he
couldn’t do it.

"Doudou, time to leave!" Ruan MingChi recovered, and saw Doudou growling at a wild dog.
Ruan MingChi shouted with a darkened face.

Doudou bared his teeth and was shouted at seven or eight times before he reluctantly went
upstairs.

The door of the building was closed, and the door was locked with a click. JiHao walked out
of the supermarket on the opposite side.

Looking up at the dilapidated building, his sight fell on the leasing sign posted next to the
gate thoughtfully.

He just came to this world, and was worried that the will of the world would reject him so
he didn’t dare to use the power of demons. Thus he called the company that signed Ruan
MingChi to ask for the address. The other party not only told him the address, but also told
him that his roommate was going to move. In other words, they wished him success.

Ruan MingChi’s company was a third-rate brokerage company, with a gimmick of

cultivating stars. They would find a group of young children who dreamed of entering the
entertainment industry and then sign them on for ten years. They had few resources, and
relied on the children to sell their smiles and fawn over low-level bosses to get resources,
but in fact what resources could these bosses have? The audition of a certain production
group N could not even be compared in the same lens of the special actors.

JiHao’s current identity level was also very common, but it was already the best resource
that the brokerage company could contact. Because his family had a second-rate film and
television company, and they had also filmed several TV series in four years. Most were
mediocre, and the rest were sold to major film websites. It could be said that it was barely
maintained. In this way, he would also be flattered and dared to touch the 18th rate small
actors.

Immortal Ruan’s subconsciously conflicted with him. Naturally, JiHao was not given a good
background. Anyway, JiHao thought his identity was quite disgusting, and had to change it.

The male protagonist Long Aotian was still calling out to avenge his Shifu back in their
original world. Still wanted to chase after him and kill.

He took out his phone and made a call to Ruan MingChi's landlord. The landlord answered
the phone and naturally agreed to JiHao directly renting for a year. Everything was all set.
If he was next to the water tower, he would definitely be closer to the moon (3)

"When will you move in? I will go clean the room in a few minutes.”

"You just clean it for now.”

JiHao didn't say the specific time he was going to move in. Now that they had such a bad
relationship, moving in would only force Ruan MingChi to move. It was better to slow down
first. He also had to go to his company to look around and see what he could do.

He drove to the company garage, parked, and took the elevator to the eleventh floor. When
he got out, there were two glass doors facing each other.

His family’s Tiandi Film and Television Company.

There were five other film and television companies in this building, all of which were also
at the second- and third-rate level. They shared both film and television resources, but also
competed with each other.

JiHao went to the Tiandi Film and Television Company on the left. The receptionist with
delicate makeup at the front desk saw him and smiled brightly and shouted, "Manager xiao
Ji."

The company occupied less than a thousand square meters. The main entrance led to a
small receptionist room, then followed by a conference room, which was then surrounded
by offices. Behind it was a warehouse, where many props were stacked.

JiHao was not the biggest manager of the company, his uncle was the one who made all the
decisions. At first, this company was jointly established by his cheap dad and his uncle. His
uncle had some money and his cheap dad had a good entertainment network. The only
popular TV series was the project hosted by his cheap dad. At that time, the company was
still making money.

But a year ago, when his cheap father took his cheap mother to travel abroad, something
went wrong, and he never came back. At that time, JiHao, who was still playing around with
other people, inherited all the shares and was forced to take the office.

When he thought of this, JiHao's eyes flickered.

His natural resistance to having parents may have had a lot to do with how he was born
and raised as a demon in the book. So even if he didn’t hesitate to destroy the first world,
he would have cut off his relatives. But how could his relatives also be cut off in the second
world?

Was it really a coincidence?

JiHao faintly realized that something was wrong, but couldn't figure out the cause and
effect. At last, he could only forget it temporarily and walked into his office.

There was something fishy about it. Maybe he will know in the next world.
(1) 再配着一脸□□. T/N: There were already blocks in the original novel. After looking it
up, they said it was: "The whole face blossomed" or something like that. I figured I'll just
leave it as is.
(2) 大爷啊. Literal translation: Big grandpa. But, it's more of a nickname to beg someone to
do something. The person may not be necessarily powerful, but can affect a lot of people.
Just like this scenario.
(3) 近水楼台嘛,肯定更容易得月. The idiom is: 近水楼台先得月. It's a poem from the Song
Dynasty written by Yu WenBao: The inspection of Su Lin was not recorded, but it was a
poem, "近水楼台先得月，向阳花木易逢春 Waterfront towers catches the moon first, the
flower and trees catches the sunlight to meet spring." (T/N:... something like that...) It
means that a person in a favorable position gains special advantages.

Chapter 27: The Owner of this Company was Soon Going to be Him
JiHao walked into his office and sat down. The beautiful young secretary delivered a cup of
fragrant green tea. Before he could drink it, a big-bellied middle-aged man pushed open the
door and stormed in.

"Drinking again? When can you be sober for a day? I don’t ask you to help around here,
can’t you stop making trouble? Who are you trying to block? Who gave you the right? If you
can’t chase after the person, you bury them. How could you even say that? Aren’t you
ashamed! Tiandi’s public relations are getting worse because of you! JiHao, because your
parents are absent, I’ve already tolerated you for a long time. But if you are going to
continue being brainless, then you can go home for me!”

Ji FaYun was JiHao's eldest uncle. The real situation was far different from what he said. Ji
FaYun also played around and raised lovers, but he had more discretion than the original
JiHao. After all, this company was what fed him, so if he didn’t sincerely wish for the
goodwill of the company, where could he get the money?

JiHao looked at Ji FaYun and only smiled.

Naturally, he was not going to leave the company. Here was the root problem for his
turnaround. It was also the key to the relationship between him and Ruan MingChi. Was he
going to allow others to point at his nose and scold away?

He was unhappy.
If the demon was not happy, then someone was going to be unlucky.

JiHao made a decision in his heart. The owner of this company was going to be him.

"You’re letting me go home? That’s not good either. With the title of Vice President of the
film and television company, the beautiful children will look at me more. If I didn’t have this
title, would they still follow me?” JiHao laughed, and tore off the mask that had been
necessary in the past. He bluntly said to Ji FaYun, “You can’t eat this meat, but don’t tell me
you’re not even willing to give me this soup (1)?” (T/N: You can’t be the boss, but you won’t
even let me be a worker?)

Ji FaYun was stunned after hearing JiHao’s disrespectful words towards his elder. His blood
pressure immediately soared. He pointed at JiHao, “JiHao, I am your uncle. If you treat me
like this again, I will teach you for your parents.”

"My parents died a year ago. If you want to be my parents, then don’t you also have to go
die?”

Ji FaYun heard these words and couldn’t breath. Although JiHao used to be ignorant and
unskilled, at least he was afraid of him. Today, not only did he talk back, but was also bitter
and mean. He even cursed him to death?

Ji FaYun glanced left and right, rushed to the door angrily and picked up a golf club. He
rushed over, waving the club in his hand, and swung it towards JiHao.

The momentum seemed strong, but of course he couldn’t actually hit him. JiHao not only
was not his own kid, but he also had half of the company’s shares. If he really hurt someone,
the public may not leave it alone.

But this lesson he really had to teach. If he didn’t teach this lesson, then he was willing to go
to heaven tomorrow!

JiHao calmly sat in the boss's chair, and glanced at the staff who were prying through the
window. This person was enough to be his witness. If someone was sleepy, then send them
a pillow (2). He didn’t even need to plan anything, and he could monopolize all the power.

Good.

JiHao acted upon his thoughts. He stood up in a panic from the boss's chair, evaded
backwards, while kicking a golf ball by his feet gently. It rolled just enough for Ji FaYun to
rush over and step on it. Causing him to fall out of balance, and with a crash, his head hit
the edge of the table. He stopped moving immediately.

He was comatose and was still squeezing the golf club tightly, but the position of the club
was wrong and hit the laptop placed on JiHao's desk. The screen was broken apart.
JiHao cried anxiously, "Uncle!"

He rushed forward to hold the man, “Somebody! Call the ambulance!”

...

Ji FaYun was admitted to the hospital. JiHao left the uncle’s care to an aunty and hurried
back to the company.

Just now, the secretary had called saying that the author of a popular book had arrived at
the company. He regretted the price that they had negotiated and said that another
company was offering him a higher price. If his company wasn’t going to increase on their
end, then he wasn’t going to sign the contract.

After hearing this, JiHao said, "Send me an electronic file of the novel we are going to sign."

"Ah?" The secretary didn't expect that the project that the company had been working on
for a long time, was still unknown to JiHao. He couldn’t help but be secretly annoyed, but
still agreed to it politely.

When JiHao walked out of the inpatient building, the electronic documents had been sent to
his mailbox. He decisively gave up driving, stopped a taxi and sat in the back seat.

The journey back was twenty minutes. JiHao looked down at the screen of the phone the
entire way. His fingers kept tapping on the phone. The light of the phone fell into his eyes as
if green codes were flowing. He was reading more than ten lines per glance, and a thousand
words per blink.

Halfway back to the company, JiHao put down the phone, and already had an idea set.

Upon entering the company, the receptionist stood up and called to him respectfully.
Secretary Zhang heard movement and hurriedly came out.

Secretary Zhang was a mature and intellectual woman. Although she looked ordinary, she
was one of the few employees in the company who actually had talent. When she saw JiHao,
she hesitated. As they all knew, the vice president always did nothing but drink alcohol. But
General Manager Ji was currently in a coma, and this author who wanted to change the
contract was too sudden. Otherwise, she would not have contacted this vice president.

"Manager xiao Ji, this way." She led the way and took JiHao to another meeting room with
more privacy. There sat a young man with thick glasses, and introduced him, “This is
Heaven Road Star (天路星-Tian Lu Xing)”

This name was only a pseudonym, and was better than using the real name.

The chubby young man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose up and frowned,
"Where is Manager Ji?”

"He is also our Manager Ji.”

"Not this one. The one who met with me, that Manager Ji.”

"Mr. Ji is in the hospital. He really can't come today. He values the purchase of this
copyright very much. If he could have come, he would certainly have come here.”

Heaven Road Star looked at JiHao, his eyes were unkind. He seemed to have the arrogance
of a teenager, “Hello, I just want to know, can you make a decision on this?”

"I can."

Heaven Road Star said, "Well, let me be frank. The other company not only opened a higher
price than yours, but also agreed to me participating in the casting. If I get a movie later, I
can even get a little box office commission. I have also been in contact with TianDi for a
while, and it is my fault for breaking the contract. So it’s not necessary for me to also get the
box office commission. As long as you also do the other two points, I will sign the contract
with you right away.”

JiHao looked at him. No one noticed that when he entered the meeting room, he did not sit
down at all. He always stood in a daunting and impatient posture, as if he could leave at any
time.

So when Heaven Road Star finished speaking, JiHao nodded and said, "That’s ok. We are
sorry that we can’t cooperate this time, but I still wish you and that company a smooth
signing.”

When the words fell, Secretary Zhang and Heaven Road Star were both stunned, and stared
at him incredulously.

Then Heaven Road Star turned red, got up and left. Secretary Zhang stopped him and said
hurriedly, "Manager xiao Ji is only a vice president. He can’t make decisions. Don’t worry,
I’ll contact Manager Ji…”

"Secretary Zhang!" JiHao looked at Secretary Zhang and said, "I have half of this company's
shares, why can’t I make decisions? Not only can I say that I want to not sign the contract, I
can also fire you. Believe it or not, you can leave.”

Secretary Zhang couldn't believe her ears.

Heaven Road Star gritted his teeth. This time, he really left in anger.

Secretary Zhang, who stayed in the meeting room, watched Heaven Road Star leave. She
looked angrily at JiHao, "I will definitely tell Manager Ji about this."
JiHao calmly smiled, "Manager Ji cannot be out of the hospital in this short time. During this
time, the company is under my control."

Secretary Zhang was suffocated by JiHao's cool expression, and said sadly, "You will bring
down the company! Do you know how much traffic there is for the book by Heaven Road
Star? Do you know how many companies are competing for it? Do you know that it is at the
top of the online literature stats? This is the best opportunity for the company to turn the
losses into profit!”

JiHao looked at her and asked, "Have you seen the original work? Do you understand the
characters? Do you know how the story will flow?”

"Of course!" Secretary Zhang raised her chin.

"How many chapters have you read? Let me guess. I think by the 105th chapters you will
understand, but you only read up to chapter 57.”

Secretary Zhang didn't speak for a moment, she... really did read up to Chapter 57. The rest
was probably about how the male was going to upgrade. Although she read it, she didn’t
have the idea of picking it up again. She always thought it was because she liked reading
love novels. But listening to what xiao Ji said, there seemed to be an underlying meaning.

"I don’t deny that his article started well.” JiHao continued, “The first 57 chapters are worth
reading, but from the 58th chapter, the routines are repeated, the people are repeated, and
the 105th chapter is also a repeat. Then he crazily injected it with water. Content that could
have been finished in 50 chapters were dragged on for nearly 300 chapters. After 300
chapters, it is garbage.”

JiHao said it very harshly.

"When the protagonist finally becomes Emperor Dou. This part must be in the drama. But
you’re telling me that there are nearly a thousand chapters in the back. How many of them
will be cut off, how many would stay. And then when they get cut off, can we guarantee that
the original fans won’t scold the content?” JiHao took a deep look at her, "A bad adaptation
does not bring the company back to life, but causes it to fall deeper into the abyss.”

Secretary Zhang was speechless, as she originally supported the project. After all, traffic in
this era represented a lot. But JiHao’s words were clear, and some points were really key.

She remained silent for a few seconds, and finally said, "I'm just a secretary. I don't have the
right to speak. Whether or not to buy this copyright is up to you and Mr. Ji."

JiHao didn't need to say much, but Secretary Zhang’s position was crucial if he wanted to
direct the company.
JiHao smiled a bit, “It’s late now. If I’m not guessing wrong, Heaven Road Star has already
gone to the company opposite us.”

Secretary Zhang glared angrily, "I knew it, it was them!”

JiHao waved his hand, "I don't deny that it's excellent as an online novel, but if it is adapted
into a film or a television drama, then whoever buys it is unlucky.”

Secretary Zhang gave him a skeptical look and turned away.

That night, Secretary Zhang did not believe his words. After work, she opened the original
work and continued to read. She stayed up late to read chapter 106. She saw the new
characters, and the protagonist’s counterattack. She suddenly felt bored and felt no passion
to continue reading.

On the second day of the weekend, Secretary Zhang was at home. She gritted her teeth and
continued to read. She kept reading until it was dinner that day, and suddenly wanted to
smash her own phone.

It really was a lot of watering. Just to get people’s online subscription, was it necessary to
also lose face?

When she laid in bed at night, she thought of what xiao Ji said at that time. She suddenly felt
that the leader who laid in her heart like wet mud, actually had a little bit of foresight (3).
(1) 您不能吃着肉，连口汤都不给我吧。You can’t eat this meat, but don’t tell me you’re
not even willing to give me this soup. Bosses are the meat eaters. Then the people below
them (the workers) will eat the marrow and soup. So, Ji FaYun can't be the boss, but JiHao
can't even be a worker? Tis a diss.
(2) 简直就是瞌睡来了送枕头. If someone was sleepy, then give them a pillow. It means that
the development was just as expected, as if Heaven helped them succeed.
(3) 烂泥扶不上墙. Mud that can't build a wall. Someone that can't do anything

Chapter 28: Now was the Time to Pick Him Up

At work on a Monday, Ji FaYun came to the company in a wheelchair. After hearing that the
project he had been looking forward to didn’t go through, he suddenly had a cerebral
infarction and left in an ambulance.

At the end of the turbulent morning, Secretary Zhang was called into Manager xiao Ji’s
office before lunch. Manager xiao Ji gave her a document to look at during lunch time.

Secretary Zhang knew that this must be the work Manager xiao Ji was looking into before,
and she was looking forward to it. But how much could she read in one lunch?

As a result, when she opened the document to take a look. Woah, she was actually able to
read it during lunch time.

Character biographies, outlines, chapter outlines, and the core ideas of the article, all
understood in one glance.

This was a very standard mode for submitting movies and TV film ideas. Secretary Zhang
had seen a lot of them over the years, but there was never one that was as clear cut as this
one. The pacing was good, the characters were set up clearly, and the intentions were pure
and in line with national film policies. After reading the manuscript, Secretary Zhang had
already created a finished picture in her mind.

So when she couldn’t wait for lunch break to end, she knocked on JiHao’s office and said,
“Manager xiao Ji, I read through it already. It’s really excellent, but I also have a question for
you. As we all know, xianxia has the most audience, and it’s a competitive market. Are you
sure about the costs after shooting?”

JiHao smiled at her from the boss’s chair, “I’m not sure. Market research is what the
marketing department is supposed to know. As for the accounting costs, we can afford it.”

Upon hearing these words, Secretary Zhang felt suffocated.

Yes, the shooting cost of modern dramas was very low. Even if the market was not good,
they still had the opportunity to turn it over. If they had to follow after big companies and
try to enter the huge market of xianxia, if it was a success, it would be great. But what if it
failed? She had already entered her middle age, and rarely met a company where she had a
sense of belonging and accomplishment. She really didn’t want to be an unemployed
woman at this age.

JiHao set the direction, and Secretary Zhang had all the various departments to start
working. Once the company was on the right track, JiHao knew that he could now go see
Ruan MingChi.

He hadn't forgotten his ultimate purpose of coming to this world, and his efforts so far was
to create a healthy growing environment for Ruan MingChi.

Now, it was time for him to pick him up.

...

Ruan MingChi lived the past few days as if he was dead.

The brokerage company gave him a three-day deadline, and he insisted on not
compromising. On the fourth day, the broker knocked on the door of his house with the
company's security guard, asking him to choose to either apologize to Manager Ji, or pay
the penalty of 500,000.

Just last night, his mother called again to ask him for money. They complained that he made
a lot of money in the big city, but only gave them so little every month. It must be because
of filial piety, that he felt pained both mentally and physically.

Ruan MingChi looked at the agent who had come to his door, his face was white like a piece
of paper. If he could, he didn't want to choose either, he just wanted to jump off the top of
the building.

But in the end, Ruan MingChi chose to apologize to Manager Ji.

The penalty fee could not be obtained even if he was killed.

The agent gave him another week, he knew that this was his limit. He hesitated to call for
the first two days. Then on the third and fourth day, he went to the company doors of
Tiandi to create a coincidental meeting. The result was that even on the sixth day, such a
coincidence did not happen.

The final day seemed to approach like a grim reaper’s scythe. Finally, at noon on the
seventh day, Ruan MingChi drank half a bottle of ErGuoTou, and dialed the phone number
that was like the door to hell (1).

"Hello?" A mellow male voice sounded in his ear, like a solo cello, “Who is it?”

Ruan MingChi's ears went numb, and his goose bumps scrambled out. He felt nervous and
disgusted, as if countless maggots were crawling on his body. (T/N: Gross.)

He opened his mouth twice to talk and finally uttered something, “It’s me, Ruan MingChi.
Manager Ji, I was wondering when do you have time. I, uh, I want to meet with you.”

During the last sentence, Ruan MingChi only felt sad. He could almost imagine JiHao's
arrogant smile. JiHao already probably regarded him as someone who relied on powerful
people to gain wealth. This could even be JiHao’s plan to catch and to conquer him.

But after two seconds of silence, the man on the other side of the phone said, “I’ve been
busy recently, I don’t have time.”

Ruan MingChi never thought that JiHao would reject him, and his tone was even distant and
alienating. After being stunned for a moment, he thought, perhaps it was because of him
rejecting JiHao first, that JiHao had lost interest in him and shifted his goal.

As soon as this thought appeared, Ruan MingChi felt that his eyes suddenly brighten, and
his voice was clear when he spoke again, “Manager Ji, don’t rush to hang up. I called to
apologize for my rudeness last time.”
The man over the phone "en"-ed and said coldly, "I was also wrong. So let it be.”

"Then can you forgive me?" Ruan MingChi hurriedly said, afraid that the other party would
hang up.

"And then?" the man asked.

Ruan MingChi was not good with words.

The man’s voice disappeared for three seconds. When Ruan MingChi was worried that the
other party might still dislike him, he heard the other party say, “If you’re calling for
resources, we’re open to do business. A capable person can sit in the position (2). How
about you go through an audition. Also, don’t call me directly next time.”

After saying this, the man simply hung up the phone.

Ruan MingChi was stunned while holding his mobile phone. The alcohol was going towards
his head, and he could hardly think. He sat on the sofa in the living room for a long time.
Suddenly he lowered his head and vomited.

DouDou barked next to him, “汪汪汪” wā ng wā ng wā ng, but Ruan MingChi couldn’t hear
anything.
yelled in disgust at the side, but Ruan MingChi could not hear anything.

He felt uncomfortable.

The uncomfortableness made him want to drop dead.

What if it was alcohol poisoning? He would die in the rental apartment, and only when his
corpse smelled, would anyone then know. His life would end so unaccomplished (3)…

Ruan MingChi was very drunk, but he awoke twice in the middle. The first time he felt he
was being picked up by someone. The second time he felt something warm and wet on his
face. He tried to open his eyes and through the haze, he saw Manager Ji’s face.

Manager Ji? He was wiping his face?

The next second after such thoughts emerged, it sank back down again. Ruan MingChi fell
back into darkness, but this time he felt a lot more comfortable. It was no longer a
nightmare, but a dream.

Once again, Ruan MingChi was woken up by his agent's persistent phone call.

He rubbed his head with a splitting headache, and pressed on the answer button. The agent
who was cold to him a few days ago was now enthusiastic, "Mingchi! What are you doing?
Did you call Manager Ji? Tiandi just issued an audition notice, and our company also got it!
Quickly look over the script, we have an audition the day after tomorrow!”

Ruan MingChi suddenly sobered up.

He hung up to wash his face, and his head was finally in operation. He remembered the
phone call at noon yesterday.

He propped his hands on the porcelain sink and watched as the drops of water dripped
from the tip of his nose, and it splashed and burst into a flower upon contact. Just like his
blooming mood at the moment.

At last, he survived.

Although he did not know what JiHao meant, and wasn’t sure if he really changed his goal.
But he found that he didn’t really hate JiHao so much after this desperate situation. He just
hoped that JiHao would not obsess over himself any more. Even without the help of
dignitaries, and his life in the entertainment industry did not improve much, but he at least
raised his head and maintained his principles.

That’s right!

He still had auditions!

Ruan MingChi remembered the audition book that his agent sent, and rushed through the
shower. His head was now clear, and he went into his bedroom. When he walked through
the next room, he found that a door was open. He clearly remembered the landlord came
over to clean it a few days ago, and it was locked. How did it open? (T/N: A ghost:
oooOoOoOOOOhhh… jk)

After giving it another glance, he found that the bed had a full set of bedding. There was a
suitcase at the end of the bed, but he didn’t know where his new roommate was.

So last night was not an illusion, someone really took care of him.

When he thought back to his drunkenness, he saw JiHao’s face. Ruan MingChi figured this
illusion was just ridiculous. He looked at the filth that had been cleaned up on the sofa in
the living room. The dog food and water for DouDou was also added. Ruan MingChi tried to
imagine the person in his heart. He couldn’t guess the age, but it must be a very caring
person and very friendly. DouDou must also like him very much, after all, a stranger
appeared in the nervous dog’s territory. Usually it would call for him tirelessly all night, but
he slept well last night and DouDou was very quiet.

He felt thankful to this new roommate.

Ruan MingChi was not very good at communicating with people, but if the other person had
a good personality, he was a lot more comfortable.

When he closed the roommate’s door, Ruan MingChi returned to his room and picked up
his phone. The audition book was sent to his mailbox as expected.

Ruan MingChi studied in a second-rate film and television college in his hometown’s
provincial city. The resources were mediocre, so only a small number of graduates from the
school had a stable development while the rest could only make their own paths. Ruan
MingChi came alone to the metropolis to work hard for life and his ideals. Like most of his
classmates, he could only sign onto a few non-influential brokerage companies. The
company signed dozens of trainees at once, and signed both singing and dancing. As long as
the appearance was good, they could sign the contract, and then participate in the audition
today. The next day they would participate in the talent show, and the day after they would
perform on a shabby stage at the center of the city. All of the resources were for 18th rate
performers. Everyone knew that it was hard to get ahead this way, but they were bound by
the contract and had no other alternatives.

In Ruan MingChi’s company, Ruan MingChi was a rare actor with a professional
background. His looks were outstanding, so the company had intended to cultivate him.
However, Ruan MingChi always maintained a aloof position and was unwilling to mix with
others. He didn’t know how many good resources he missed, making the company both
love and hate him, making their relationship extremely complicated.

Ruan MingChi opened the audition file, and there were three files in it, male one, male
three, and male four.

This time there were so many characters that were such a good fit for him?
(1) 二锅头. It's a type of liquor that is distilled only twice. Beijingers love it.
(2) 能者居之. A person with the ability would be able to sit in the position.
(3) 碌碌无为. Seemingly active, but actually accomplished nothing. A miserable person
with no accomplishments of any kind.

Chapter 29: It's About Monopolizing

Ruan MingChi had no ambition to be the lead actor. The important thing was that his
company would not get the auditions for this role. Let alone it be given to him. So he first
looked at the role of male four. Male four was the pistachio of a competitive e-sports team
(1). He was the youngest, was able to fight, was able to sell meng, and he was all around
liked by other people (2).

Male three was the team’s meat shield (3). He only wanted to be the MT (Main tank), and
every time before they played, he would eagerly wear his own character’s outfit. As a
result, his teammates forced him to wear the team’s uniform. Occasionally during the game
he would change into his character’s outfits, and he would play brightly. He had a very
impressive role.

These two roles were actually very good. Even if they did not match Ruan MingChi's
personality, he would be able to act them out. If no one was already selected for these roles,
he felt that with his strength, he might have a chance.

Finally, Ruan MingChi looked at Male One.

So this was male one, huh.

Ruan MingChi carefully looked at it again.

This was a boy who came from a small city to the big city with dreams to compete
competitively. He had a serious personality, and was able to endure hardships. But when he
was young, he signed with the wrong company and was delayed for five years. Just when he
broke away from that contract and was ready to go back home, he met with his dream
team, as if by destiny.

It was a really passionate and powerful team. Everyone had their own stories and reasons
to work hard. They all had shortcomings, but they complemented each other and became
the strongest team.

In order to cooperate with the team, he could only choose what he wasn’t very good at: the
healer. From being resisted to being accepted, he was able to fight his way through and
became the core of the team.

Why was he able to see himself in this character’s shadow?

Serious personality?

Talented?

Signed with the wrong group when he was young?

And he rised again!

Ruan MingChi's heart thumped heavily. His adam’s apple rolled, and his head was buzzing.
He wasn’t sure of what he was thinking about. But his heart was beating particularly
powerfully, and for the first time he felt that there was a fork in his life that could change
his path!

So in the end, Ruan MingChi not only memorized the lines of male three and male four, but
also the lines of the male protagonist. He even subconsciously speculated on the mentality
of the protagonist and wondered how best to act it out.

In the blink of an eye, Ruan MingChi ordered a meal for two people with his phone app.
While sitting in the living room and studying his roles, he waited for his new roommate to
come back.

At seven o'clock, nothing happened.

At eight o'clock, the woman next door brought her son home, and the son’s voice could be
heard throughout the building.

At nine o'clock, the man next door also came back. When he was changing his shoes he had
kicked the shoe rack down the stairs. Then he started fighting with his wife. Ruan MingChi
listened as the women cried out miserably, and he silently called the police.

At nine thirty, the police already left, and his new roommate still had not returned.

Ruan MingChi, who was really hungry, opened a packet of chips and ate semi-cold rice in
front of the cronky fan. His stomach awoke him in the middle of the night, and had to eat
some stomach medicine. He sweated on the bed, waiting for the pain to go away. He wasn’t
able to sleep until the next morning.

The next morning, he took out yesterday’s leftover food from the refrigerator and mixed it
and fried it to make fried rice with braised pork. It was a mouthful of oil, and he felt sick all
over again.

His stomach really hurt.

His stomach hurt all day as he went to the company and talked with his agent in a
distracted manner. Upon returning home with his clothes for tomorrow's audition, he
suddenly felt that the house was full of cool air.

"Wang Wangwang!" DouDou rushed to the door with his tail. When it grinned, he didn’t
know if it was aggressive or welcoming.

Ruan MingChi poked DouDou away with his toes and said, “Silly dog."

Looking up again, he realized that the room had changed.

Within the three hours that he had gone out, there was now a large white air conditioner in
the living room (4). The air conditioning was running and his pores opened up.

Ruan MingChi raised his eyebrows, thinking that the landlord had conscience due to
understanding the tenant’s pain. But the electricity cost would also be a lot, so even though
he was reluctant, he chose to turn it off.
He left the clothes on the bed, went to the toilet, and walked past the kitchen to find an
extra microwave… It was actually a good oven. As a young person, eating times were
irregular. The microwave would solve a lot of the problems.

This was the sun coming out from the west (4). What was wrong with the landlord?

Ruan MingChi figured that he could afford the electricity bill for the microwave. The
leftovers from yesterday were going to be his meal for today.

When he opened the refrigerator, Ruan MingChi's eyes widened.

The refrigerator was obviously cleaned up. The strange smell of odor every time he opened
the refrigerator door had disappeared. It was clean and tidy, full of food, fresh vegetables,
and various side dishes in the plastic containers. On the door there were mineral waters
neatly lined up. It made a person feel very secure looking at it.

It wasn't until he saw this that Ruan MingChi finally realized that it was impossible for the
landlord to do these things. It must have all been from the new roommate that he had never
met.

Ruan MingChi’s heart softened. With a slight smile, he took out yesterday’s leftovers and
put it into the microwave.

With a loud, "ding”, the microwave stopped, and Ruan MingChi opened the door to bring
out the steaming food.

Although the air conditioner was turned off, the temperature in the room remained cool,
and Doudou was not as grumpy. It squatted next to the dinner table and squinted up at him.
If he didn’t give it food after a long time, it would bark at him. It would whine when meat
was thrown to its feet. It was both fierce and evil.

These days it had been hot, and Ruan MingChi couldn’t sleep on the bed. He finally went out
to look at the electricity meter, carefully recorded it, and then turned on the air conditioner.

When the cold wind blew his face, he could not help but sigh. It was really difficult to go
from extravagance back to frugality.

The next day, it was finally the audition.

Ruan MingChi got up in the morning, washed his face carefully. He repeatedly checked
whether there was anything in his teeth, and finally changed into the clothes brought by the
brokerage company.

It was a set of black-and-white sportswear, which was more in line with the character’s
image. On the back, there was an arrogant striking red logo printed on. Ruan MingChi
looked at himself in the mirror, hesitated, and finally took out a black guard to wrap around
his wrist. He was ready to go out.

While closing the door, his eyes fell on the air conditioner in the living room. Thanks to it,
he was able to attend the audition with all his energy.

The location of the audition was not far from the company. In fact, his brokerage company
and Tiandi’s was only separated by a block. The street was full of the entertainment
industry. A lot of first- and second-rate stars opened studios there. Every day, the fans
came to have a coincidental meeting with their idols.

The artists at the bottom of the chain could only feel envious inside.

The TV series filmed by Tiandi was considered to be a very small production. Their goal
was to make an online drama. It was unlikely to become popular. It was a project that
popular artists wouldn’t glance at, but a rare thing for 18-rate actors. They had to
constantly strive for resources.

Ruan MingChi only dared to covet the male lead, but his real goal today was male four.

A cute genius, who wasn’t proud but was confident.

In order to conform to the character settings, upon reaching the audition point, Ruan
MingChi took off the guard wrapped around his wrist, and placed it on his forehead. He
held up his phone and took selfies while adjusting his expression. Especially his eyes.
Because male four was confident, the eyes must be bright. But because of his own pride, it
should be a bit arrogant. When he smiled, he should expose a lot of teeth, especially the
canines...

After adjusting for a while, his face felt a little tired.

Ruan MingChi was not a person who liked to laugh. He had experienced so much since
childhood, that it made it difficult for him to laugh so simply. Even when talking to people,
he didn’t like to look at people who were too aggressive and habitually avoided
them.Although he likes to describe himself as withdrawn, he was very clear that it came
from inferiority.

Living in such a complicated environment and living as the lowest class, he couldn’t even
pay for next month’s rent. How could he not feel inferior.

Except for his appearance, he did not resemble the character.

But he had to play him.

Putting the phone down, he didn’t expect to see JiHao standing directly in front of him. He
was wearing a white T-shirt and beige slacks, talking to the staff on the side. Ruan MingChi
frowned for a moment, and then turned away.
But that scene was still branded into his mind.

...

JiHao, who was chatting with others, did not look at Ruan MingChi. Perhaps it was because
he was focused on his work and was no longer interested in him. JiHao had lost the evil
light in his eyes, and the greasy breath disappeared instantly.

Thus JiHao’s charms started appearing.

He was young, handsome, tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. This was an excellent
body even in the entertainment industry, not to mention that he was also the vice president
of a film and television company. Even if he was only second-rate, he would still be
attractive.

...

Ruan MingChi blinked, even though he thought of this, there was nothing he felt that he was
particularly missing. He had seen JiHao’s greasy and disgusting side. Even if this man
pretended to be a human being, he would never forget what he said to him triumphantly,
“If you don’t listen to me, don't think about mixing in this circle anymore.”

He wasn’t going to forget this, won’t forget it his entire life.

So even if JiHao was a "golden turtle son-in-law" in other people's eyes, he was just
"garbage" in his eyes (6).

JiHao and Secretary Zhang finished talking about the audition today and decided to leave.

He was not the director or a screenwriter. He only hung the title of producer, and the time-
consuming act of deciding the actor did not require this rich grandpa. So after that, he left
in the elevator.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Ruan MingChi much.

Unlike the previous life, this one's past was particularly fatal, and Ruan MingChi was much
older. Once a young man of his age had his own knowledge, it was a lot more difficult to
change tides.

Therefore, starting from friendship, and having a "competitive hot blooded friendship in a
team", was definitely not a good idea to use in this world.

But it was also not impossible.

JiHao's idea was that if a plan can’t be used, he could always create another one. There
were always different ways to reach out to Ruan MingChi.

But JiHao also had some different ideas.

It was about monopolizing. In the last life, he got Ruan MingChi’s love and was able to keep
him worry free for a hundred years. If Ruan MingChi rolled in bed with someone else in this
life, he would not be happy. So JiHao chose the most troublesome method among the other
methods. He not only had to mend the relationship with Ruan MingChi, he also had to bring
Ruan MingChi to his bed.

Besides, what was easier than loving one's lover. Silver wedding, golden wedding, after
decades of ups and downs, he would still be able to slowly love him (7).
(1) Pistachio-The funny member. Yin XueLin's role: the funny guy. Remember?
(2) 卖萌. Sell cute. You've probably seen this in other translations. I just like how it sounds:
"sell meng" instead of "sell cute"
(3) If you guys play games, you guys know what the meat shield is. High defense, tank,
takes damage.
(4) For those who don't know. The windows in an apartment in China can be too small to fit
one there. So instead, they have this huge chunky machine inside the room, and it can
either filter the room air to have cold air, or it takes up a smaller amount of window space.
(5) Sun comes out from the west. It's like saying pigs can fly.
(6) 金龟婿. Golden turtle son-in-law. Means: rich son-in-law.
(7) 银婚、金婚. Wow, so there's different materials based on how many years people are
married. A silver marriage means 25 years, and a golden marriage means 50 years.

Chapter 30: "Can't You Tell? I Want to Support Someone. How can You be my Secretary?"
(Part 1)
JiHao left the audition and drove to Ruan MingChi's rental apartment.

When he opened the door and entered the room, the nervous Chihuahua barked and
rushed over as if to bite him. JiHao looked down at it, and the dog howled a bit before
hiding in a corner with his tail tucked in.

JiHao looked at the urine on the ground and frowned slightly.

Stupid dog!

But on the other side, JiHao brought in a box from outside, and took out a white round dog
kennel. He plugged it in and placed it where the original kennel was. Then he looked at
DouDou.
"Come here."

The puppy didn't move with its tail still tucked in.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

The puppy stood up trembling from JiHao’s expressionless face, and got into the kennel.

Dog kennels that were warm in the winter and cold in the summer were costly. But
DouDou lived in fear and ran away while JiHao was not paying attention.

But JiHao was too lazy to care. He opened the refrigerator and glanced at it. Took out the
meat and vegetables, and washed and cut them. Then he added seasoning to make a clean
and simple dish. He put it back into the refrigerator and went to clean some green beans.
This was then cooked in the electric rice cooker. After finishing his tasks smoothly, he
returned to the living room, raised his hand and as if dragons and phoenixes were dancing,
he elegantly wrote a letter (1).

Immortal Ruan was a well-behaved person, so in this small world, little immortal Ruan who
had a portion of that will, was also very boring. He knew that if he didn’t explain, little
immortal Ruan wouldn’t touch his carefully prepared food. He was blind to his kind
feelings.

So in the letter, JiHao said that he also lived at the company dormitory. But he often stayed
at the company to work overtime, so the rental apartment was only occasionally used. Him
purchasing the appliances was to improve the quality of life, and the kennel was a gift for
the new roommates. However, he had a quirk and hoped his new roommate would tolerate
it. He didn’t eat take out food, often put some food in the refrigerator. If it had molded, he
asked the roommate to please help him get rid of it. And finally, he wanted to meet his new
roommate, but his company called him to work overtime. Drink some of the mung bean
soup, as it was not worth all that much.

JiHao had a lot of experience in taking care of people. His previous life was devoted, and he
had entered the kitchen. Although his work was very busy, he never forgot about the stable
family life from their daily life. So when he was free, he would take care of the food himself
and love his little “qin string” until his face was all red.

Although when he was refining the "Do-C string", and had to leave the body, he was forced
to take away with some emotions. When he returned to the real world, the emotions were
washed away by the power of the demon. And then when he entered the next small world,
and entered the same environment again, it was inevitable that some emotions would
emerge, and his memories would come back.

He put down the pen in his hand, and looked at the words on the paper. Looked at the time
again, and turned to leave.
As the door closed, DouDou ran from out of the corner, circled around his kennel, and
finally got in, squinting his eyes comfortably.

JiHao drove on the road and remembered one thing. He pressed the call button, and the
name of Secretary Zhang was displayed on the car screen. The phone was quickly
connected, and he asked, "How are the auditions?"

"The audition for the lead actor has ended and we are now auditioning for male number
two." Secretary Zhang said.

"How is it? Are there any suitable people?"

"Director Zhang hopes to choose from Xiaozhou and Dazhou. Their brokerage company
also cares about this project, and made several phone calls. Fangda's President Fang has
been especially wanting to invite you for a meal.”

"President Fang?" JiHao casually asked, as he turned the steering wheel, and drove the car
across the intersection.

"Xiaozhou is from Fangda."

"What do you mean? Are you sure it is Xiaozhou not Dazhou?"

"They’re both good and have strength and popularity. The company is still trying to
support them and is willing to exchange resources with us. I think we will have discussions
with the higher level and see which side will give better resources.”

"Whether it’s Xiaozhou or Dazhou, I don't want to use either one." JiHao said lightly, but his
attitude was firm.

Secretary Zhang was silent for a while. After a long time of psychological adjustment, she
asked, "What do you mean?"

"Can't you tell? I want to support someone. How can you be my secretary?"

"..." Through the phone, JiHao was able to "see" Secretary Zhang's face instantly.

After hanging up, JiHao comfortably threw the mess to Secretary Zhang. The protagonist's
image fits little immortal Ruan so well. The first drama of his life had to be the best, and he
chose it very carefully.
(1) 龙飞凤舞. Like dragons and phoenixes dancing. It's a lively and vigorous calligraphy.
Elegant handwriting.
Chapter 30: "Can't You Tell? I Want to Support Someone. How can You be my Secretary?"
(Part 2)
Of course, there was no doubt that this modern competitive drama, as well as having a 18-
rate actor, was going to be hot!

Not to mention his own foresight, immortal Ruan always arranged for himself to have a
sturdy career line. The golden scale was a fish in the pond, but once the wind blew, it would
turn into a dragon (2).

One acted, and the other directed, even if one wanted to fail, it would be hard.
When Secretary Zhang waited for JiHao to come back, she received a phone call.

JiHao not only chose the right people to work for him, but he also had a strong ability to
handle things. Secretary Zhang not only did not contact the two brokerage companies of
Dazhou and Xiaozhou, but instead contacted Ruan MingChi’s brokerage company and
revealed that JiHao would support Ruan MingChi. The workers of that company all flew up
and even brought their pillar artist over to audition (3). They said that as long as Ruan
MingChi was the male lead, their pillar artist was willing to be the greenery (4).

Of course, when JiHao wanted to support Ruan MingChi, a handful of people already knew.
Ruan MingChi, who was still waiting to audition, was still full of anxiety, not knowing that
his destiny had already changed since a long time ago.

It was already afternoon when the audition for male one and male two ended. The people
waiting to audition for male three and four had been there since morning and were
patiently waiting outside.

Ruan MingChi left midway and ate a bowl of noodles downstairs. He went to the bathroom
to clean up his image. Two young men in the bathroom were powdering and drawing
eyebrows while complaining, “It’s really hot today. Once I get out, I’ll sweat. How can I
audition with such a greasy face.”

Ruan MingChi's skin was unique in appearance. Although he would sweat in the hot
weather, once it dried up, it was gone, so his face would not appear oily. With just washing
his face with clean water, and he still looked fine. When he lifted his head from the sink, the
bathroom lights shone on his face making his pores look invisible. His skin was fair like a
white porcelain glaze, and a glow surrounded his gentle eye and eyebrows.

The two young men saw the reflection in the mirror and the smiles on the corner of their
lips faded.

One of them said, "Tell me, Zhou ge did not particularly group up handsomely, but he has
his own characteristics that can make a good impression at a glance. Although there are a
lot of good-looking people signing with the company every year, at a glance they all look
similar. Red lipped and white toothed. They really don’t look unique.”

"Normal people are just like that (like Zhou ge). The types that are particularly good-
looking and don't even need makeup. That type is only created through cosmetics, how can
normal people look like that?”

"Actually, the director’s eyes should be sharper than ours, and be able to tell at a glance.
Zhou ge also said that even if someone acted and ate the same way he did, and even had the
same face, the other person would not get picked. They would be mocked online.”

Ruan MingChi wiped his face with his eyes closed and turned away.

The two of them didn't say anything anymore, as their hearts were sour. How did that
person grow up, to be so pretty.

Ruan MingChi was not an eloquent character, so he did not hear a word those two men said
so ecstatically. He returned to his seat and sat quietly. After a while, it was his turn to
audition for male three.

The audition meeting room was quite large, not only did they specially set up the stage.
They also set up filming lights. A lot of the inexperienced artists who stood on the stage,
were hit by the lights and pointed at by several cameras, didn’t know where to put their
hands. Naturally, they didn’t pass the primary auditions.

However, Ruan MingChi had studied acting and signed a contract for several years. Such
battles were common for him and he was quite calm. He stood on the stage, bowed in the
direction of the judges and shouted, “Hello teachers.”

The light was shining on his face, and he couldn't clearly see the expressions of the judges.
In fact, it was better that way. He could pretend that he was at home practicing, and also act
more attentively.

But because he couldn’t see their faces, he also didn’t know that several of the judges' eyes
were looking at him with strange looks.

Secretary Zhang was one of them.

And one of the other directors couldn’t hide it either.

Both of them looked at Ruan MingChi's harshly and were unable to conceal it.

Once a person had an opinion on another person, the tinted glasses could not be removed.

Ruan MingChi's eyebrows were exquisite, so in their eyes, he looked girly. Ruan MingChi
was thin, and looked malnourished in their eyes. Ruan MingChi considered male three’s
"warrior's soul", so he had designed a passionate and heroic man. As a result, in the eyes of
the judges, his performance was excessive, the body was vigorous and it became noisy (5).

However.

It was no use.

The producer's decision was key. If the director dared to fight against JiHao, in the end he
only had to change the director. Based on JiHao’s impulsiveness, this could really happen.

So the director swallowed his anger and didn't wait for Ruan MingChi's lines to finish. He
said unkindly, "Okay, alright, just do it up to here."

Ruan MingChi shut his mouth, and kept a smile that he could not hold. He narrowed his
eyes to look at the judge beyond the lights.

The director didn't speak at all, so Ruan MingChi hesitated and bowed, "Thank you teachers
for your guidance."

After finishing talking, he was supposed to turn around and leave.

"Wait." The director said, "Your image... matches the main lead’s image a bit. Are you
interested in trying it?" The director who said the sentence seemed to have swallowed a fly
and endured all kinds of discomfort, to force himself to say it.

Ruan MingChi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were shining. He nodded in a
hurry and his voice was clear, “Interested! I looked into it before, so I can start right away!”

Secretary Zhang and the director both had a subtle expression. They only gave some candy,
and the bait was taken. Were young people now so flippant? Really didn’t want face!
(2) 金鳞岂是池中物，一遇风云便化龙. The golden scale was a fish in the pond, but once
the wind blew, it would turn into a dragon. A person can be a mediocre person, but with
somebody's help they can become something big.
(3) Pillar artist. The artist that gets the company most of its resources and brings the
company the most profit.
(4) 绿叶. Greenery. The supporting actor.
(5) 咋咋呼呼. Body movements are vigorous, a lot of arm swinging around, and a lot of loud
noises. Usually angry loud noises.

Chapter 31: It's Mr. Snail

Ruan MingChi stood under the lights, glanced at the four cameras aimed at him, closed his
eyes, and adjusted his breath. He recalled every word from the audition book, and recalled
the image of the character.

Stood there quietly.

The meeting room also became quiet.

The director impatiently moved around and looked left and right to look at his colleagues.
He saw they were returning his gaze with a weird look. His face was as black as charcoal
and his face was tightly stretched. So he raised his eyebrows to make him look tough and
revealed a fierce look.

Then, he looked at the person on the stage, displeased.

He obviously knew that he was adjusting his state, but he felt that he was taking too long to
just prepare. He felt that this was a performance that Ruan MingChi did not have the
strength for, and also had a thick face. He asked if he wanted to try, but Ruan MingChi really
dared to try? Moreover he even said that he had looked at the male lead’s script in advance.
He was definitely told beforehand and was able to prepare. Thus since the beginning of
Ruan MingChi’s audition, he (RMC) was a blackened white lotus (1).

Just when the director got impatient and intended to look away, Ruan MingChi opened his
eyes.

His eyes were very calm, like the lake water on a summer morning. As if welcoming the
morning light, a warm shimmering light flashed in his eyes.

Then he raised his hand, took off the forehead band, and swung it in circles around his
hand. Finally, at the corner of his mouth he could only smile bitterly, "I already bought all
the train tickets to go home. Don't come finding me again, I won't sign it."

He looked up and smiled at the camera. His smile was calm as he pretended to easily say
the next words, “My mother has already found me a job back at home. The salary is not bad,
and it’s close to home, so there isn’t a lot of pressure. I don’t have to worry about food and
clothing.” Speaking up to here, he frowned, before his eyes flashed and he laughed, “In fact,
I knew a long time ago that a career in e-sports would be short, and there isn’t really a
future. So I’m able to accept this fact. You don’t have to feel regret for me.”

Then he turned around, picked up the nonexistent luggage behind him. When he looked
back, his eyes were slightly red, but he spoke with a smile, "If you’re my friend, send me
off.”

The impatient director raised his eyebrows in surprise.

There were four phrases in total, and the emotions advanced layer by layer. There were too
many things hidden under that pretend relaxed smile, such as confession, exhaustion, and
even deeper there was unwillingness. It was like a lava that was about to explode. Anyone
who saw this scene could feel his strength.

Yes, an inspirational youth e-sports idol drama was not just about being handsome and
young on the surface. What it really should depict was the spirit of a hard working young
man and the unwillingness to give up. It was the perseverance that made them indomitable
and created real miracles.

The director changed his posture and faced the stage. This was the moment when his
attitude changed.

Ruan MingChi dragged his luggage to the other side of the stage. In a trance, he seemed to
have walked out of the building, through the urban jungle, and arrived outside the bustling
train station.

He glanced at the friends around him, his eyes drooping, and frowned. It seemed that there
was a unyielding flame being rekindled during this process.

In the end he stood firm and looked at his friend, "Tell me carefully, what team are you
planning to build?"

During this time, his eyes slowly widened and his body tightened like a soldier who was
about to step on the battlefield again. He knew that going on the battlefield again might end
with death, but he still chose to move forward.

The director recovered and closed his mouth. His throat slipped as his heart beat slightly
faster.

He stared at Ruan MingChi's face, his eyes followed the straight back like a steel gun. It
finally fell on the white hand. The hidden ambition burst out quietly at this moment.

Yes, the flames in the hearts of young people could be suppressed, but they would never be
extinguished. As long as they were given an opportunity, they would definitely burn
fiercely!

When the performance on the stage was over, the director's eyes fell on the video screen
placed on his side. He seriously looked for another angle to examine whether the person
was qualified or not.

The acting skills were online, and the understanding of the characters was quite profound.
It could be seen that he used his brain. Of course, his appearance was not bad. The key
overall image was really good. Especially when he was on camera. Even if he didn’t have
make up on, the image alone made it feel like he was shooting a drama.

Of course, if you add the boss’ support, in this drama, there was no problem having Ruan
MingChi as the leading actor.

Thinking of this, the director came back to his senses, and when he spoke again, he also
spoke in a different tone. There was a huge difference in tenderness, “Not bad, since we
gave you the script, you were able to act it out. OK, go out first and wait for our notice.”

Ruan MingChi was able to hear the difference in tone from the director, and bowed with a
smile, “Teachers, goodbye."

The director responded by saying, "Wait, are you auditioning for anything else?

"Yes, I still have to audition for male four.”

"No need to participate, your temperament and image is not in line with male four. We will
consider these two roles in the audition today." In fact, there was a trace of kindness in
releasing Ruan MingChi. The unofficial male lead, still had to be given special care.

"Ok."

Ruan MingChi left the audition room, and as soon as he came out, his agent greeted him and
asked with concern, "How was it? Did everything go well?”

Ruan MingChi nodded and wanted to talk about his special experience just now, but maybe
the agent had brought too many people to audition and didn’t have any patience that
afternoon. When he saw Ruan MingChi nod, he looked away. Ruan MingChi opened his
mouth and closed it again, reminding himself that he had nothing to do with the judges and
better not speak too early.

In this way, the agent went to take care of the other people who were going to audition.
Ruan MingChi packed his backpack and was ready to leave. The agent saw Ruan MingChi's
actions as soon as he turned around, and his eyebrows could pierce the sky in an instant.

"Ruan MingChi, why are you leaving?”

"I’m going back." Ruan MingChi thought about it and said in a calm tone, "The director said
that I was not suitable for the role of male four, and told me to go back to wait for news.”

"They say you don’t fit, so you’re not trying again? What about pride?” The agent was
furious until his phone rang and he looked at the name. It was someone he could not afford
to not answer. He could only stare at Ruan MingChi telling him to stay, before answering
the phone.

Ruan MingChi had nothing to do for a while, so he just stood there and waited.

The agent had just roared too loudly, and attracted too much attention. Suddenly those
belittling eyes fell on his bady, making the skin surface slightly painful.
Ruan MingChi pursed his lips tightly, his expression gradually becoming serious.

As the agent answered the phone, his expression changed. He finally hung up the phone
and beckoned to Ruan MingChi, calling him aside and asked in a low voice, "Did you apply
to the company's dormitory?”

Ruan MingChi nodded. He felt like he had reached the dead end like the male lead in the
audition. It seemed that he was unable to leave, because there was always a voice crying in
a corner of his heart telling him to stick to it. Told him to persevere and try again.

"The company just called and said that the dormitory application was approved. You’re
getting a suite.”

The suite usually housed the staff or the company’s top-ranked artist. An actor like Ruan
MingChi should not have qualified. So the agent who said this had a strange expression and
Ruan MingChi could not guess his thoughts.

Ruan MingChi also knew this so he asked confused, “Why is it a suite?"

"Maybe there are no single rooms,” The agent said with uncertainty. "Since they approved,
stop asking so much.”

Ruan MingChi also accepted this explanation.

The agent forgot about Ruan MingChi wanting to leave early due to this accident. Ruan
MingChi didn’t feel the need to explain too much. He carried his backpack into the elevator.
There was already a person standing in the elevator. It was the guy from the bathroom who
talked about how one could not rely on plastic surgery to do well in the entertainment
industry.

Ruan MingChi didn't have much thoughts about plastic surgery. He saw the man smile, and
then he walked in.

The elevator doors closed, and inside there were only two people left.

"Not auditioning for male four?" the man said suddenly.

Ruan MingChi turned his head and nodded.

The man smiled for a moment with a sort of indescribable air, and then he looked away
lightly.

Ruan MingChi just understood the deep meaning from the other party’s contemptful eyes.
Oh, he was talking about him. But too bad, Ruan MingChi never had a face-lift before.
On the way back, Ruan MingChi was thinking about today’s unexpected audition. He was
unable to understand the director's deep meaning, but because he was pretty obvious, he
also had some unexpected expectations.

As a result, it wasn’t until he was home that he remembered that he had to call the landlord
to discuss check out.

As soon as the door opened, the cold wind greeted him, accompanied by DouDou's helpless
howling.

"..."

Ruan MingChi carefully pushed DouDou away with his feet. While thinking of his roommate
who he could only see the tail end of the dragon but not the head, he also remembered
something while watching DouDou (2).

The company dormitory didn’t allow pets, what was going to happen to DouDou?

Although DouDou was not close to him, he had raised it for nearly three months. The scar
on its neck had finally healed, and new hair was growing. If he ignored the fierce toothy
grin, it always crazilly wagged his tail whenever he came back exhausted. In this unfamiliar
city, people’s relationships were full of deep ravines (bumpy relationships). Only the small
animals could express their thoughts so vividly. DouDou liked him, but was also a little
afraid of him. So he always gave it some distance. In the beginning it would hide in the
corner, but now it could come to his feet and howl… He couldn’t abandon it.

He had a headache.

The miracle he felt from the audition faded away, and Ruan MingChi’s flying heart fell back
to its original place.

There were too many reasons to move and not move, and he was not able to choose.

At this moment, he first noticed the obvious high-tech kennel where the original one was
placed. He saw a letter on the coffee table and picked it up to read carefully. Ruan MingChi's
brows flew up.

Lived there, but didn’t come back often?

Mung bean soup was also simmered in the pot, no wonder the house was so fragrant?

Fresh vegetables in the refrigerator need to be changed every three days, otherwise they
will be thrown out?

Woah... how come he felt like he met a snail girl (3)?

No, it should be Mr. Snail (4).
(1) 黑心白莲花. Blackened white lotus. it means the person is pure looking on the outside,
but mean/evil/crazy/etc on the inside.
(2) 神龙见尾不见首. See the dragon's tail but not the head. It's like: seeing the person's
shadow, but not the person itself.
(3) 田螺姑娘. A snail girl means hardworking and kind. It came from a folklore. Just look
up: Fujian the snail girl folklore, and you can read up on it.
(4) 田螺先生. Mr. snail. T/N: A person on Baidu said that she expected her Mr. Snail to
silently guard her, pay for her things and ask for nothing in return. Wow.

Chapter 32: The Tall Figure Enveloped Himself and Held up the Sky
Three days after the audition, Ruan MingChi returned to the company and was called into
President Liu’s office. He said, “There’s a social event tonight. You have to come. You have a
high chance of getting the male lead, so the company decided to help you out a bit. You have
to work hard too, understand?”

Ruan MingChi asked, "What kind of social event is it?"

President Liu looked at him deeply and said, "Manager xiao Ji's dinner."

Ruan MingChi's brow furrowed instantly.

President Liu looked at his expression and remembered the reminder he was given by the
other side and spoke patiently, “I still haven’t talked to you about what happened last time,
but this time don’t bring that temperament around. Maybe you don’t care about getting
your role, because you think that you can just go back to your hometown and get another
job. But my company is here, I cannot lose all my resources and work just because of a little
artist.So if Manager xiao Ji is not too excessive today, just bear it for me, understand?”

After a pause, President Liu continued, "This time your audition is said to be a good
investment, and Tiandi also has the intention to strive for the stars. It’s such a good
opportunity, you should cherish it well.”

What could Ruan MingChi say? He could only catch the duck and put it on the shelf (1).

He and his agent sat in the back of the celebrity car (2). The company leaders in the front
spoke loudly. Ruan MingChi who was sitting in the back seat for some reason felt that he
was “tiny”. But as soon as they arrived at the hotel, the leaders became cautious when they
saw JiHao. They were subservient and constantly flattered him.

The two parties met unexpectedly in the hall. Ruan MingChi fell to the rear as he watched
JiHao stride meterotically like a star in the sky. It was completely different from last time,
since JiHao did not look at him at all.

Ruan MingChi breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the agent spoke strangely, "Unfortunately, the relationship with Manager xiao Ji
is not too good, otherwise the role of this drama would be absolutely certain.”

Ruan MingChi didn't speak as his eyes hung low and only treated the words as air.

The restaurant was on the third floor. The elevator couldn’t descend, so Ruan MingChi and
his agent stepped out to take the second elevator. When they walked into the restaurant,
their seating arrangements were already set.

On the left of JiHao sat Secretary Zhang, and the right side was empty. There was also an
empty seat on the opposite side. Ruan MingChi didn’t hesitate to head to the furthest seat,
but was pushed by the agent who now sat at that spot. Now there was only one seat left. He
stood in place, his face cold, but under the watchful eyes of the leaders, he could only stiffly
sit next to JiHao.

What was the meaning of this?

It couldn't be more obvious!

This group of people added up would be almost 500 years old. How could they be so
shameless!

Ruan MingChi sat next to JiHao with his back straight, and his face taut.

The dishes hadn't been served yet, and the group of elites started discussing. Five or six
minutes passed before the cold dishes were served. Ruan MingChi found that JiHao never
paid attention to himself from the beginning to end.

The straight back finally relaxed slowly.

At this moment, he heard the ringing of a phone call from his ear and he unconsciously
looked over. He saw JiHao putting the phone to his ear and talking with a smile at the
corner of his mouth.

Ruan MingChi was able to listen to it all clearly as Jihao spoke to the other person on the
phone, “En, yeah, there’s a social event. Today I’ll be going home late, so go to bed early.
You don’t have to wait for me.”

This tone, this look! It caused Ruan MingChi to think about something and he didn’t pay any
more attention.
Once JiHao heard something through the phone, the smile became softer, and the drooping
eyes accompanied with the long eyelashes made it look particularly intimate.

"..." The flowers in Ruan MingChi's heart bloomed instantly. JiHao really did have another
goal. This was too great!

However, it was not only Ruan MingChi who saw this scene. All the people in the private
room were able to guess from JiHao's tone and expression. Compared to the inexplicable
anxiety of Ruan MingChi’s bosses, Secretary Zhang who was sitting by herself almost rolled
her eyes to the sky.

Pretend! Could even vigorously act!

Making this old lady give JiHao a call, and now he played hard to get! This person who was
chasing after someone only had half his thoughts on the company, and he wasn’t afraid of
letting the other people know!

However, because JiHao deliberately performed such a show, it really allowed Ruan
MingChi to lower his guard. He no longer straightened his back and had a cold face, but was
able to rest his mind and have a good meal.

Later, when Ruan MingChi raised his glass to apologize, JiHao understood the sense of
propriety and pulled away just the right amount. On the contrary, it made Ruan MingChi
look more radiant.

Of course, because today's social event was to help Ruan MingChi win the role, Ruan
MingChi was the protagonist, and successfully got drunk again.

The young man seated to the side giggled quietly. His eyes were blank and simple. He
looked like a little defenseless white rabbit as he sat next to JiHao. Almost everyone could
see JiHao’s wolf tail.

The event was over.

President Liu specifically repeated that Ruan MingChi was the company’s important artist,
so he couldn’t go home alone.

The agent helped Ruan MingChi into the elevator and said deliberately, "Manager Ji, could
you drop off Ruan MingChi along the way? Thank you!”

Pei!

It wasn’t along the way at all!

But JiHao followed along, “Ok.”

Then he glanced at Ruan MingChi.

He wanted to distance himself from Ruan MingChi, but he also couldn't pull too far away.
Otherwise he would not be able to chase him back. So he had to be just close enough for it
to be comfortable for Ruan MingChi. What’s more, the drunk little immortal Ruan was not
very reassuring. After all, he had never seen little immortal Ruan drunk.

In their last life, they were both athletes. Little immortal Ruan was calm and self-controlled.
He was very fond of rules and was also spoiled by him. His life was smooth, so he never had
the idea of borrowing alcohol to relax his sorrows. He only occasionally drank with him,
and once he felt tipsy, he would stop drinking.

Therefore, besides the last time he saw Ruan MingChi drunk and unconscious, this was the
first time JiHao took care of him like this. He didn’t quarrel nor make any noise, but he was
also defenseless. He looked easily bulliable.

Of course he couldn’t let Ruan MingChi go home alone drunk.

The elevator doors opened and closed. When he and Ruan MingChi arrived in the
underground parking lot, the driver was already waiting there. The confused Ruan MingChi
sniffed and said, "Goodbye, Manager xiao Ji."

After speaking, JiHao was going to go back to the elevator.

But JiHao was amused and stopped him, "I’ll send you back."

"No, thank you, I can do it myself." Drunk Ruan MingChi was still very alert.

JiHao said, "Your agent handed you over to me, so I have to be responsible."

"I can take responsibility for my safety. Thank you, Manager Ji for your concern."

"It’s just on the way.”

"I wish Manager Ji a pleasant journey. It’s not very far.”

JiHao was amused by Ruan MingChi in this life and looked at him deeply, "What if I must
send you?"

Ruan MingChi looked at him cautiously, "If Manager Ji wants to send then that’s Manager
Ji’s decision. But I don’t want to let Manager Ji send me off. I want to ask Manager Ji to
respect my decision.”

He was this drunk, but didn’t bite his tongue. He didn’t practice articulation in vain.

JiHao was too lazy to talk nonsense. He bent down easily to carry Ruan MingChi who
struggled around on his shoulder. He walked steadily towards the direction of the car.

The driver standing at the car door had an expression of seeing dog shit (3).

JiHao opened the door and said, "Drive."

Subsequently, Ruan MingChi was thrown into the car.

Ruan MingChi struggled in the back seat and shouted angrily, "JiHao! What do you want to
do! You..."

He paused for two seconds, only to find that he sat in the back seat alone. JiHao sat in the
front seat next to the driver and turned to look at him, “Don’t cause trouble, it’ll affect
driving.”

"..." Ruan MingChi froze, then climbed up from his seat, his face getting hotter as they drove
away slowly.

The car drove all the way to the intersection of the village in the city. Ruan MingChi saw
that he really got off safely, and still had a dreamy expression on his face. JiHao really just
sent him away, and sat in the passenger’s seat quietly all the way. He didn’t even mention
going upstairs with him.

Suddenly, Ruan MingChi started to shake again. He found that he was unable to understand
what JiHao was doing.

The village environment had always been not very good. It was a bunch of three-story tall
buildings with a restaurant downstairs which always had drunk diners.

Ruan MingChi turned around to look at JiHao some more, and didn’t pay attention to a
group of drunkard bumping into him head on.

The two people’s heads bumped each other and both cried out in pain. The drunk Ruan
MingChi did not have as much strength as the other guy. The two had similar height and
weight, but one side stumbled, while the other fell on his butt. The guy who fell spit out
blood and couldn’t get up again.

His companion hurriedly came over, "Huh? Old three (4)! Are you ok? Aiya, you spit out
blood!”

Others shouted loudly, "How could this happen? Are you not looking at the road?”

The companion watched them as he shouted, "Aiya, come and see! Old three spit out
blood!”

The people who scolded Ruan MingChi didn’t care about him anymore, and hurried to see
the other person. The person on the ground covered his stomach, "Aiyou, aiyou," he cried
nonstop. His mouth and chin were covered with blood. The scene frightened the
surrounding people for a moment, and the scene became a mess. Someone took out the
phone to call 120, and other people called the police. At the same time, other people were
shouting, “You can’t go! You knocked other people down, so you can’t leave!”

It was very bustling at night, as the nose was filled with oily and spicy fragrance of the
Jianghu food, and the smell of alcohol lingered. The neon lights shined on Ruan MingChi’s
face, blue, purple, and finally white like paper.

At this moment, a warm breath approached, and behind him came JiHao's voice, "What
happened?"

Ruan MingChi suddenly turned his head to look at JiHao. The tall figure enveloped himself
and held up the sky. At this time, his soul that was torn and about to be scattered,
condensed instantly.

...

At the hospital.

Emergency Department

When the doctor came out of the emergency room, a large group of people gathered around
and asked questions from east to west. The injured man’s wife grabbed the doctor’s wrist
in tears, “Doctor, doctor, how is my man? I-I am Zhang DongZhi’s family. I am his wife. I…”

Ruan MingChi stood outside the crowd with a pale face, waiting for the final trial.

If something really happened, he wasn’t going to escape responsibility even if he had to

borrow money.

JiHao stood besides him. The distance between the two was very close. Ruan MingChi had
already placed JiHao within his own territory and didn’t notice it, nor did he resist. At this
time, he unconsciously relied on the only one he could trust.

(1) 赶鸭子上架. Catch the duck to put it on the shelf. Metaphor for forcing others to do
things beyond their power. To do things that are too difficult.
(2) 保姆车. Direct translations: babysitter car. But it's actually those big ass celebrity cars
with comfy seats and fits a lot of people.
(3) 狗血. Dog blood. Gǒ u xuè sounds like dog shit. China censoring.
(4) 老三. Old three. Usually is the third oldest in a friend group or family.

Chapter 33: "How Should I Get You? Demon...."

After waiting for some time, the on-duty doctor was surrounded by ardent looks. He talked
to them with a cold face, "The patient's vomiting blood was caused by drinking alcohol. You
must be the next male family member right, go ask to change hospitals immediately.”

Everyone was stunned, and then looked at Ruan MingChi.

The on-duty doctor asked, "What's wrong? Are you the patient's son?"

Ruan MingChi said, "...No, it was me… who knocked him down..."

Others hurriedly spoke, "Yes, yes, he knocked down old three, he came to pay for the
hospital fee."

The on-duty doctor couldn't stand it and said, "Stomach bleeding caused by collision?
There’s no such thing as this. I checked the patient for any injuries, and the stomach
bleeding was caused by drinking too much. If you don’t pay attention to self-maintenance,
you can’t put the blame on other people.”

"But..." The drunkards rolled their eyes and were a little reluctant, but also didn’t know
what to think.

The patient's wife was thin-skinned, and talked to her man. On the other side she was
flipping her bank card around while going through the hospitalization procedure.

The doctor left to see another patient. The moment he left the emergency room, there was
only Ruan MingChi, JiHao and the four other drunkards.

Someone yelled, "Even though the doctor said that, you still knocked someone down. You
can’t ignore this.”

The others nodded, "Maybe he wouldn’t have vomited blood if he hadn’t fallen."

The last person said, "So many people saw it, I should file a report."

Ruan MingChi struggled to argue back with a few words, but was blocked so much that he
could not speak. In the end, he gritted his teeth, sent over 1000 through his phone, did they
finally let him go.

Walking out of the crowd, Ruan MingChi squeezed his phone with a cold face. His heart was
dripping with blood from the 1000. He could only comfort himself that he was spending
money to avoid disaster, and forced it down. So when he walked out of the hospital, his
mood was slightly stable. Ruan MingChi looked back and saw that JiHao was always behind
him. He didn’t know how this silent companion did it, but he poked Ruan MingChi’s heart,
and he felt that that the person in front of him was no longer grim.
Ruan MingChi stood in the square outside the hospital, turned to look at JiHao, and smiled
bitterly, "Thank you."

"I didn’t help you in anything.”

"Thank you for accompanying me to the hospital." Ruan MingChi smiled. "They had a lot of
people, I might not have been able to leave as easily.”

JiHao nodded and smiled. Because he was looking at Ruan MingChi sideways, he was able
to watch the door to the emergency room. He saw a child who was not small, rummage
through the flower bed.

JiHao felt his anger and out-of-control emotions, but he was pulled back by Ruan MingChi,
so then he withdrew his eyes and said, "I’ll take you back."

Ruan MingChi refused. This time it wasn’t to distance himself from him. It was just
unnecessary. He had sobered up a long time ago. He stopped a taxi to go home. There was
no need to trouble someone else’s manager to send him off.

JiHao understood “haste leads to failure”, so he didn’t force it. He responded with a smile
and walked forward with Ruan MingChi. It seemed that Ruan MingChi wanted to send him
off in a car first. He felt good and enjoyed this tenderness that he hadn’t felt in a lot of days.

In JiHao's heart, this world’s Ruan MingChi had already overlapped with little immortal
Ruan of the previous life. Although there were seven strings on the Qin, and although they
had their own voices, they shared the same breath. Besides, the appearance didn’t change
at all, so it was difficult to treat him differently.

Thinking of the last life, he and little immortal Ruan, rarely separated from each other.
Later, Ruan Xiaoxian's father was ill and hospitalized. He would then accompany little
immortal Ruan to walk on the sidewalk outside the hospital building, as they watched
flashing ambulances go by. In the bright lights, he met with the other man’s line of sight,
both sighed and felt thankful to each other. He was also able to see the deep love in the
depths of little immortal Ruan’s eyes.

JiHao didn't want to analyze his emotions, but he did feel sorry for little immortal Ruan. But
he also enjoyed the whole-hearted dependence. So he felt like he had gone back in time
with the same person. He rarely had his thoughts diverge so much and so he completely
relaxed.

Until he heard the sounds of stomping coming from behind. The anxious and messy
footsteps were approaching quickly. He looked back subconsciously, and suddenly his eyes
revealed black mist!

It was the teenager he had noticed earlier, and was now rushing towards Ruan MingChi.
The teenager grinned with a fierce look, while holding a sharp stone in his hand. When he
rushed over, he jumped up high and was going to hit Ruan MingChi on his head.

All this happened so quickly that Ruan MingChi only heard the sound and started to turn
his head. If the stone fell on him, it would definitely make contact with the skin and flesh.
Ruan MingChi’s face could be ruined.

How could this be!

JiHao almost subconsciously used the power of the heavenly demon, causing his body’s
speed to skyrocket. With momentary effort, he rescued Ruan MingChi from the stone and
kicked the boy away in a flash.

This series of reactions was so fast that even if it was slowed down two or three more
times, it could not be captured. It would look just like teleportation. They would see that
one second he was being attacked and in the next second he was already standing behind
JiHao. But the attacker had already flown towards the flowerbed besides the road.

Once again, the sound of "bang" was heard again, and the teenager had bumped into the
flower bed. He had a groan of pain, and was unable to get up. Ruan MingChi stood behind
JiHao with his eyes opened in surprise, he was only able to make a noise, “ah.”

"How..." Ruan MingChi looked up and was about to ask.

But he found that JiHao was not looking at the fallen boy, but instead at the sky solemnly.
So he also subconsciously followed along his sight.

In a trance, it seems that something was disturbing the starry sky. A black spot was slowly
growing in his limited field of vision, just like a black hole storm, rolling down to the world.

Ruan MingChi's heart suddenly ached, as if something had been drilled into his heart, and a
hole was dug out of it. He clung to his heart and tried to stop it, and ended up grabbing
JiHao’s wrist. In the next second, his hand was clasped tightly by the other hand.

"Ji……"

Before he could say anything else, his consciousness was swallowed by darkness, and he
passed out completely.

JiHao had to take his eyes away from the sky and hugged Ruan MingChi's collapsed body.
He skillfully held the man in his arms. The weight of more than a hundred pounds weighed
no more than that of feathers. He made sure he protected him well, and then looked at the
sky again.

Because he used the power of the heavenly demon, he was caught by immortal Ruan’s
consciousness. Was he now coming to kill him?
Alas, in fact, in the situation just now, even if he didn't use the power of the heavenly
demon, he could have saved little immortal Ruan. At most he would have suffered skin
trauma. But he developed a habit of protecting people, so he subconsciously used his
strength. He forgot that little immortal Ruan in this world didn’t accept him, so his magic
could not be used in this world and was immediately caught. It had to drive him out now.

It was a pity that he made this move.

JiHao held onto little immortal Ruan’s hand tightly. He felt that if they had continued on, it
wouldn’t have taken a long time until little immortal Ruan fell for him, and the man in his
arms would be his again.

In his last life, he pushed the boat along the river. In this life, he actively hunted, and the
way of obtaining was different. At this moment, he could only feel regret. He hadn’t hugged
this fragrant and soft person for a long time. He hadn’t tasted those soft lips for a long time.
There were still more… other magical things. At this time, his head was full of soft and
fragrant images. It was already time, but he was still out of focus.

Demon, this debt that was owed, when it happened, he was no match for it (1).

JiHao hugged little immortal Ruan again and felt the gradually collapsing world. Even the
passers-by began to disappear. He could only choose to leave.

It wasn’t that it was impossible to fight against Ruan Shangxian's consciousness, but what
was the point?

If he lost, he would be driven out. If he won, immortal Ruan’s consciousness would

disintegrate, his soul would ascend to heaven, and JiHao would not be able to escape fate as
the villain boss.

Even though he had so many thoughts, JiHao never forgot the purpose of his coming into
this world. No matter how beautiful the illusion was, it was fake.

Soon, reason quickly gained the upper hand. JiHao released his hand to set little immortal
Ruan down. His body slowly dissipated, and he was about to leave the world.

However, he never thought that at this time, little immortal Ruan, who should have no
consciousness, suddenly opened his eyes and fixedly looked at JiHao, "Don't leave."

JiHao glanced at the sky and spoke indifferently, "My apologies. In the next world, I will find
you again.”

Little immortal Ruan pursed his mouth and didn’t speak, but his eyes gradually became
clear, even revealing a bit of the cool and elegance of the outside body. As his momentum
steadily rose, a bright light suddenly came out. The white light gushed out from his body
and shot towards the sky.

As a result, the small world that had been collapsing was protected by this white light, just
like the egg liquid that protected the yolk from the eggshell. The entire small world was
protected, and the damaged parts began to recover quickly.

JiHao, whose body was already lifted up, looked at the sky then back down at Ruan
MingChi. His eyes puzzled, but in the next second he sorted his expression and walked
away from the void. He held up little immortal Ruan who was exhausted of his strength, in
his arms.

He easily hugged the person in his arms, and hurried back to the hospital. “Emergency!” He
said to the nurse who came over.

...

In front of him was a handsome and sexy man, lying on exploding bubbles of magma that
resembled a blooming lotus. The man continued to sleep on the lotus.

The fire was active and crazed in this space, but the man’s sleeping face was calm and
serene, like an ordinary person. His eyebrows had not been dyed with the color of the
world, just like a newborn baby, he had the look of a child’s innocence.

But what was frightening was the power contained in the body. The purple magic
formation meandered and loomed over this body. Like a totem from the ancient demon
gods, it had the power to destroy the sky and earth, shocking other people.

I want to see you open your eyes and stare at me like a child.

But also afraid that if you wake up, you will cause problems.

"How should I get you? Demon..."

...

Ruan MingChi suddenly opened his eyes!

There was still the image of burning red in front of him, intertwined with a dazzling white.
It took him a long time to see where he was now.

...This was the hospital.

He was lying on the hospital bed right now!

(1) 魔，重谷欠，劲儿来了，竟然连场合都不分了。T/N: IDK....
Chapter 34: Didn't Know Why, but His Heart Hurt a Little.
He closed his eyes and opened them again. Ruan MingChi couldn’t remember how he was
admitted to the hospital. His last memory was of leaving the hospital with Manager Ji.
Suddenly, Manager Ji turned around and looked back. He also subconsciously turned
around to see, and saw a figure rushing towards him.

There was someone attacking himself!

Then he didn’t remember the rest, but the hostility of that figure was clear.

"Awake?"

Ruan MingChi propped himself up, and saw the man sitting on the sofa at the foot of the
bed. The man lifted his head up from the computer screen, and Ruan MingChi went into a
trance. The man in front of him overlapped with the man sleeping in the lava. Even now, he
could still remember the palpitations while in the dream. He was so powerful and fierce,
yet wild and sexy, just like an ancient sleeping god. The air around it was both ancient, and
heavy.

However, in the blink of an eye, the picture in his mind was broken, leaving only the man in
front of him. The warm smile could easily make people put down their guards, and the deep
elusiveness he usually had with other people was not there.

The warm dry palms pasted to his forehead, and the man smiled and said, "There’s no
problems. You can be discharged immediately.”

"..." Ruan MingChi frowned at him. For a while, he could not clear his mind and kept silent.

JiHao didn't know what he was thinking. He thought that Ruan MingChi was wondering
what happened to him, so he patiently explained.

In short, it was a follow up to after Ruan MingChi knocked down a person last night. The
injured man’s son just turned 14. It was half an adult’s age, but it wasn’t a small number
either. He rushed to the hospital after self-study finished in the evening. He couldn’t see his
mother, so he met his father’s drinking friends first. He grew angry after talking to the
group of drunkards. He was told that Ruan MingChi had hurt someone but was unwilling to
take responsibility. So he found a stone to jump on the person, since he had to “take
revenge for his father”.

After everything was fine, JiHao did not only call the police, he also got a lawyer. Intentional
and unintentional harm were two different things. What’s more, the child had the intention
to kill. The four drunkards were so shocked by the situation, that they sobered up. The bear
child was fiercely scolded by his mother. Finally, Ruan MingChi slept in the hospital and
made 2000 dollars.

Ruan MingChi took the cash that JiHao handed over, with a magical expression on his face.
Finally, he said, "Thank you, I’ll settle the hospitalization fee later."

JiHao nodded, "I have been busy recently. Since you are awake, I have to go back to the
company first. Can you do it by yourself?"

Ruan MingChi felt even more guilty when he heard these words, and nodded in a hurry,
"You go to work first, and then when I’m not as busy, I will thank you.”

"Thank me differently. Just act well in my film.”

Ruan MingChi remembered his audition and hesitated to speak.

JiHao spoke bluntly, "The director does the casting, but I think the director is optimistic
towards you. He should be waiting for me to finalize it. I think that you suit the character in
the film, so I’ll just come clear. The male lead has already been decided and it will be you.”

"..." Ruan MingChi didn’t bother to remember that messy dream. His attention was
completely diverted. His heart pounded as he looked at JiHao. He felt JiHao’s special care
for him both inside and out. He didn’t know why he didn’t feel any repulsion, but instead
felt a sense of gratitude, “Thank you Manager Ji for your care. I will work hard while
shooting the film.”

After that, Ruan MingChi blushed to the point of bleeding.

He didn’t want to refuse at all, and even felt like he accepted it a little too comfortably. How
did he become so shameless? If he wanted me to pay him back, I wasn’t…. Thinking up to
here, Ruan MingChi suddenly remembered that JiHao seemed to like someone else.

So the red blush on his face receded by a lot. Didn’t know why, but his heart hurt a little.

JiHao pressed the bell to call for the doctor and told them that the patient was awake. He
then carried his laptop and walked away without looking back. Ruan MingChi went through
the discharge procedures muddle headed. He didn’t know what it was that he exactly
wanted, but he only knew that even after he got the male lead, he still felt unhappy. His
heart seemed to be empty, and there was some kind of indescribable energy.

It was almost noon when he returned home from the hospital. He thought that since he
didn’t return last night, DouDou should have run out of water and food. He thought that
DouDou must be making a mess of the house, but when he opened the door, the cold wind
was blowing. The air was fresh and clean, and the smell of food was strong.

Ruan MingChi's eyes lit up, Was Mr. Snail back?

Unfortunately, Ruan MingChi could only smile helplessly as he entered the room and
picked up a note paper from atop the desk.

Mr. Snail: Last night we finally didn’t have to work overnight. When I came back, I cooked
some food. I wasn’t able to wait for you, since I had to go back the next morning. I separated
my portion from the food already. If you don’t dislike it, then you can have it as today’s
lunch.

Ruan MingChi bypassed the barking DouDou with his tail wagging and entered the kitchen.
He opened the refrigerator and saw braised chicken wings, fried eggs with bitter melon,
cold cucumber salad, and a large bowl of pork ribs and radish soup. His saliva immediately
flowed down.

His new roommate was really good at cooking. Ruan MingChi ate his hot meal as the air
conditioning continued to blow. He only felt that this warm taste made his mood bloom
with the spring. The little sense of loss brought on by JiHao disappeared, and his life was
full of light again.

Tsk!

How was the food so good. Even though it was just common home-made dishes, it was full
of flavor. Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, they were all just right. The key was to have a balanced
nutrition, but the person who was eating was unable to stop!

As an entertainer, Ruan MingChi hadn’t been this full in a long time. On one hand, he
secretly felt that he was unprofessional. On the other hand, he sat on the sofa with a full
stomach as he belched loudly. It wasn’t until his agent sent a congratulatory message, that
Ruan MingChi came out of his rice-worm mindset (1).

As he opened the script sent by his agent, Ruan MingChi couldn’t help but think that if Mr.
Snail was really a Mr. Snail, then that would be great. He really wanted to eat more of the
dishes made by him.

...

In the following period, Ruan MingChi did not see JiHao again. But he also wasn’t able to
meet his “Mr. Snail”. JiHao was so busy that he completely disappeared from his world. “Mr.
Snail” also only came home occasionally, made delicious food and then hurried away.

Ruan MingChi was also busy reciting lines and honing his acting skills. Before the official
start of the shooting, big and small meetings were held every other day. Ruan MingChi
rushed between the company and the rental apartment. He didn’t know why he stopped
thinking of living at the company dormitory again.

Maybe it was because of Doudou, or maybe it was because he had already paid his part.
Ruan MingChi knew that there was another reason deep in his heart. That was, he wanted
to meet “Mr. Snail” at least once. He wanted to see how he looked and say thank you.

In September, the production team was officially launched, and Ruan MingChi also joined
the group.

Before the official start, according to the rules, they had to pray for blessings. Ruan MingChi
arrived early in the celebrity car, and saw JiHao get down from another car.

He hadn’t seen JiHao in half a month, and JiHao seemed to have changed again.

The body was bigger and straighter. The temperament was more powerful. Looking at him
from afar, Ruan MingChi remembered the gossip his agent said to him a few days ago.

In the past half month, JiHao sent his uncle to the hospital four times. One was an accident,
two was a coincidence, but three or four times? Everyone could see that JiHao was about to
seize the power. Later, the police went to investigate, but no evidence could be found and
the case was closed as an “accident”. So after Ji FaYun’s last “accident”, he went abroad to
cure his disease. JiHao officially became the leader of Tiandi company, and everything was
under his dereliction (2).

Manager Ji who won this “power battle”, appeared before the crew at this time and
instantly became the core figure. The people around him did not dare to call him Manager
xiao Ji anymore. There was only one name: President Ji (3).

This man who made a comeback with great momentum, went up the stage to pray for
blessings. The three lit incense that released a white fragrance, was sent to his hand. He
stood at the front, raised the incense to his forehead, and bowed once.

The directors, assistant directors, actors, and Ruan MingChi who were standing behind also
followed.

"轰隆隆——" Hōnglóng lóng—--

There seemed to be thunder in the distance.

JiHao bowed again.

Everyone behind also followed along and bowed down.

"轰隆隆——" Hōnglóng lóng—--

The thunder that sounded far, now seemed to be close.

Someone couldn’t help but look up at the sky, the sky was clear but there was thunder?

JiHao paid his last bow.

Ruan MingChi also bowed and sincerely prayed that shooting would be smooth. This was
his first film as the main lead. It didn’t have to be a big seller, he only wanted nothing to go
wrong.

"轰隆隆——" Hōnglóng lóng—--

The sound of thunder seemed to come from overhead. It sounded like it wanted to split the
earth apart. Those who looked up at the sky only felt that the sun was dum, but there were
no thunderclouds.

But when JiHao inserted the incense into the incense burner, the sun's rays were bright
again, and it became hot in September.

JiHao turned around and stood, waiting for others to insert their incense. Then he smiled,
"Okay, let's enter the studio."

The studio was dim, but the air was well ventilated, and the temperature was still ok.
However, it was very messy in the studio. The lighting was not good, and the atmosphere in
some corners was obscure. Once JiHao stepped foot into the studio, the obscure
atmosphere (bad luck) fled in an instant. Filming would surely go smoothly.

The people who walked in behind him felt very good. Some people whispered, “It’s not the
first time I’ve entered the studio, but this time is my first time I’ve ever felt it feel so clean. I
have a feeling that it will be good.”

"Really? I dislike the toilet in this studio the most. Throughout the year, it doesn’t have
sunlight, and cleaning is not done well. I would have been fine with anywhere else.”

JiHao heard these voices, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

This world was the same as the previous world. After "breaking” and then “repairing", he
was able to use a little of the power of the demon. In this modern small world with socialist
core values, there was no such thing as spirits. But in some spaces, the feng shui was not
good, and some bad luck did indeed accumulate. He didn’t need to expel it deliberately. As
long as he released the signal of his arrival, all of it would disperse.

However, expelling them was not the main point. He clearly remembered that when little
immortal Ruan was mending the world, his demon powers did not enter. How could he use
the power of the heavenly demon like the last world and not be rejected by the will of the
world?

He had no experience in the first world, and when he came to the second world, he found
that there were a lot of holes in the logic that didn’t make sense. Violations were
everywhere.
However, after thinking about it and carefully exploring, he found that there was nothing
wrong. JiHao could only suppress himself temporarily and continue to follow the rules of
the world.

Ruan Xiaoxian had five relationship lines. Through the love relationship, one would find
four relationship lines. Family, friendship, love, and world love were all obvious. He just
didn’t have a clue for the fifth one.

JiHao intended to turn it around this time, find love first and then discuss the other lines. So
as to avoid long dreams at night.

So when the actors went into the dressing room to put on makeup, JiHao did not shy away.
He went directly to Ruan MingChi's dressing room, knocked on the door, and said, "Long
time no see.”

The actor’s makeup was different from stage makeup, as it was a little lighter. So when
JiHao came to look for him, Ruan MingChi had basically finished putting on makeup and
was reciting his lines for the last time.

Ruan MingChi quickly put down the script and stood up and shouted, "President Ji.”

Ruan MingChi looked good. His light make up set off his delicate features. Under the light,
he was so beautiful that JiHao’s eyes were slightly narrowed. After a pause, he said, “I
haven’t seen you since the last time I left, is your body ok?”

"It’s all good."

"Filming starts today, are you nervous?”

Ruan MingChi nodded.

JiHao took a box out of his trouser pocket with a smile and handed it to Ruan MingChi, "It’s
for you. It has a calming effect on the mind.”

The small square vermillion box was handed to Ruan MingChi. The agents and the makeup
artist in the room all opened their eyes wide.

Look at this size. Could it be...

(1) 米虫心态. Rice-worm mindset. Someone who is content with the current status quo and
doesn't want to make progress.
(2) 一言堂. What one says, goes. JiHao alone had the final say.
(3) 季总. The use of 总 is used in a lot of leadership word terms, and in the raws, they don't
specify. So previously, since he didn't have any power, although he seemed to be the vp of
the company, I called him Manager Ji. Now that he's configured power, I thought it should
be reasonable to call him President Ji.
Chapter 35: It Was Time to Take Off His Mr. Snail's Vest.
What could be in such a small box?

A ring?

It couldn’t possibly be a ring right? Why give a ring?

That’s right, everyone was saying that President Ji was chasing after Ruan MingChi and
even tailored the film for him. So when they officially started filming, was this discussing
how to get paid, and just directly lock the person to his side? (T/N: It’s like this: people
think that JH did something for RMC and expect a reward, so they expect the reward to be
about marriage.)

Tsk, if the two were together, don’t even talk about if a rich person was just amusing
himself, but if they were together for a year or two, it would still be Ruan MingChi’s good
fortune.

There was someone who wanted to hold him in both hands, wasn’t that good?

The agent and the makeup artist created their own dog blood story. When they saw the box
handed to Ruan MingChi, they just wanted to take out their phones to take pictures and
record this historic moment.

However, Ruan MingChi's focus was not on the size of the box. He heard JiHao saying that
the things inside could calm him down, and his heart jumped not lightly, but also not too
heavily (1).

Did JiHao still feel that way with him? It was hard to say, after all, they hadn’t met in the
past half month. The last time they met, they also kept their distance. No matter how he
looked, it seemed that he was not interested in him.

But why did he have to give him a gift at this time?

Was it just because he was the protagonist of the new film? Or were there any other ideas?

He looked away from the box to the man standing opposite of him.

The greasy evil man from his memory had long disappeared. This man was a handsome
gentleman, just like those perfect males that were depicted on tv. Even his smile was just
right.
To be honest, Ruan MingChi wondered if his eyes were sick before. If it was the same
person from beginning to end, why did he see two diametrically different JiHaos?

If the JiHao in front of him was the one pursuing him passionately…. Ruan MingChi couldn’t
help but to think about it. When he recovered, he told himself to stop thinking.

The past had already passed. JiHao now had someone else he liked. He was only giving gifts
because he was the male lead of the film. It was only a small gift, but he was already shaken
up!

So in order to prove his "open heart", Ruan MingChi took the box with a smile and opened
it.

Inside was a water drop-shaped jade tied with a red string. The white jade looked clean and
flawless. At the center of the jade there was a thin hair-like strip of emerald green. The
color was pure, and the value was not bad. Since it wasn’t considered large, the price
should also not be too high. This kind of jade was especially suitable for the protagonist in
all aspects.

Ruan MingChi raised the drop of jade from the box and looked at JiHao.

"If you remember correctly,” JiHao said, “The male lead in the play also has a piece of
water-drop jade, so I went to the temple a few days ago to pray for blessings, and along the
way I opened the light (2). I hoped for a smooth shooting.”

Ruan MingChi couldn't really say words of refusal. After all, one could see that the jade was
not too expensive. If he didn’t give the producer face, then it would be too much. In the end,
he put on the jade necklace and said thank you.

JiHao nodded and turned to leave.

The dressing room quieted down, and when the man was far away, the agent spoke,
“President Ji really has intentions.”

The makeup artist also spoke, "It's such a beautiful little emerald. Put one’s whole heart
into it, and devote one’s mind. It has such a meaning.”

But the agent said excess words, “This little emerald also has an alternate name: a heart
and soul stone. Put one’s whole heart in for an entire lifetime. We really can’t tell which one
President Ji wants to express.”

Ruan MingChi frowned slightly, and suddenly felt that the jade on his neck was a bit heavy,
but... it wasn’t to the extent that he wanted to take it off and return it.

The agent continued, "No matter what it means, since it has been accepted, there is no
reason to return it. Since President Ji wants you to do well, then help President Ji earn
money from the film as your thanks. Don’t think about it.”

Ruan MingChi “en”-ed, with a blank expression, he tucked the jade into his clothes, but the
coldness of the jade seemed to cause him heartache. An unspeakable taste spread in his
mouth, but in the end he could only swallow it in silence.

It was time to start shooting, and Ruan MingChi returned to the studio. The scene had
already been set. It was the daily training room for e-sports players.

This film had a lot of outside scenes, but because there were too many newcomers, the
director was worried that they wouldn’t be able to enter their role. So all the early stages
were shot in the studio. Today, all the important characters were coming and had to enter
their roles. So there were especially more people.

When Ruan MingChi came out, almost all eyes were on him.

This film was regarded as a youth and inspirational male idol drama. Each character had
their own characteristics. The shots to be taken were not few, and the male lead definitely
had the most.

The news that JiHao was supporting Ruan MingChi had spread a long time ago in the crew.
There were some who had acted for more than a decade, and although they had seemingly
friendly smiles, they looked at Ruan MingChi with scrutiny and sneered in their hearts.

The longer one mixed in this circle, the more one understood what it meant to be
supported by a boss. It was used to describe beautiful actresses who served people, had big
breasts and had no brain. How were they supposed to describe this male actor Ruan
MingChi? Tsk, anyway, it would happen in acting. The drama didn’t need them old actors to
be bringing it down.

"Ruan MingChi come in first. You’ve reviewed the drama notification right?” The director
greeted him, but Ruan MingChi’s eyes swept over to JiHao who was sitting in the director’s
chair. The director continued to speak nicely, “Today's scene is when the team announces
the disbandment. The emotional demand is very high, and it is more difficult to act. We can
try it a few times first. Let’s start.”

The first scene was a e-sports competition. Large scenes still had to be rented so today they
could only shoot close-ups.

The summary was simple. After the protagonist signed with the first team, and practiced
for a year. They lost two games in a row, and had just lost their last game. Making them lose
three times in a row and the team was eliminated from the competition.

The team manager was disappointed as he announced the disbandment of the team on the
spot, due to financial problems.
(Ruan MingChi plays Zhuo Guang’s role)
Zhuo Guang’s teammates left with regret and anger, but Zhuo Guang stayed behind. The
camera slowly moved forward to give a close-up of his face.

So, when the supporting actors dropped their headphones and left the keyboards, Ruan
MingChi was left alone in the entire scene. He sat on the e-sports chair, as the screen in
front of him illuminated his eyes. Everyone could see the unwillingness in his eyes, and the
light that was reflected in the bottom of his eyes was burning like fire.

The actors who watched him talked from a distance, "Shouldn’t he be sadly crying here?”

"If you can't cry, then you have to wait for it while staring.”

"Haha, the power of staring. There are no disadvantages.”

"Shhh, haha..."

But very soon, the mocking voices disappeared.

Because everyone noticed that Ruan MingChi's eyes were shaking rapidly. He frowned, as
his attention was on the screen. The light in his eyes was constantly jumping and everyone
instantly understood.

He was replaying the game!

The team manager announced that the team disbanded, and all the teammates gave up and
left. Only Zhuo Guang did not give up. As always, he was looking for the key points of the
previous game defeat, persisted, and used up his last energy.

Yes, only with this kind of persistence, could one that had already fallen to the bottom,
stand up for a second time. And then finally, he would lead his team to victory and ascend
to the throne.

A captain that could only cry, had no qualifications to win.

Zhuo Guang’s hand finally left the mouse at the end of the replay. He leaned back into his
chair and looked up at the ceiling. As if in a trance, his eyes gradually turned red.

As everyone expected, he cried.

But the tears were subtle yet strong. It was just the right amount that a boy should cry. The
boy looked soft, but very soon he encased himself in a strong shell.

Just the subtle changes of releasing the tears and forcing it back, made the people feel his
indomitable will.
"Cut!" The director shouted.

They didn’t know when the studio had become so quiet, and then all of a sudden there was
noise again.

Various departments started working. Through the walkie talkies, they adjusted the lights,
and the makeup artist was busy helping Ruan MingChi deal with the sweaty face that had
been illuminated by the lights.

The voices that said Ruan MingChi could only stare, had disappeared.

After all, just staring versus watching a replay were two different things. The tears that
could quickly come versus the strong forbearance were also two different things.

It was not about whether Ruan MingChi was able to act or not. Everyone was clear that this
level was not the same as they had previously thought.

At this time, the director who rechecked the shot held up his speaker, “Ruan MingChi is
good. This scene is over. Let’s go rest. Props team come in quickly!”

There was a crash.

Just once was good?

No way right? Was that section that was just filmed, that good? Perhaps this director was
only speaking niceties?

A doubtful actor walked up and was scolded by the director, “Take back your bulging eyes.
Who do you think you are staring at? What's wrong with my film? If it was you, you would
have cried, wouldn’t you. Does this scene need crying? Aaaai! You can’t even understand
the script, how were you even chosen? Ai!”

Seeing this, JiHao pursed his lips and changed into a better posture.

Little immortal Ruan was the master of the world. He could bully even before his career
line was officially opened. Once the career line was opened, it would be a pleasant time.
However he wanted to film something, he would end it in his advantage. He was destined to
be at the top of everything.

Sometimes, when JiHao watched these villains in the illusion die, he enjoyed watching the
male counter attack.

After seeing that all the supporting characters were scolded, Ruan MingChi returned to the
scene to shoot the second segment. It was also his last scene for the day. He still used his
acting to face slap everyone and directly crushed the cannon fodders to ashes.
According to the counter attack routine, Ruan MingChi would have problems in the
subsequent shots, or may have to retake the shot n times. But since this was the first scene
to be shot, a lot of things were prepared beforehand. Of course, it was necessary to face slap
brightly. If God blocked him, then he would kill God. If Buddha blocked him, then he would
kill Buddha. (3) Whoever took the lead would be unlucky.

JiHao did not intend to challenge the will of the world, but instead wanted to play with
something else. He happily watched as little immortal Ruan killed all four sides. He watched
the little immortal Ruan that was surrounded by lights at the moment. He remembered the
time when little immortal Ruan won the world champion in the last world. He had finally
blocked him in the locker room and kissed until they were out of breath.

His heart itched.

He wanted to bully him again until he was breathless.

JiHao's eyes became dim, and he suddenly lost his patience. It was time to take off his Mr.
Snail's "vest".
(1) 不轻不重. Not lightly, not heavily. Though it wasn't important, it was indispensable.
(2) 开了一下光. This is a buddhist/taoist term. Buddhist: The time when the eyes of
buddha is drawn in and then worshipped. Taoist: clearing the heart and being enlightened.
T/N: If anyone could explain it better. How I see it is JiHao being enlightened...
(3) 神挡杀神 佛挡杀佛. If God blocked me, then I would kill God. If Buddha blocked me,
then I would kill Buddha. In modern terms, it means that if I wanted to do something, then
no one could stop me.

Chapter 36: Then He Said, "JiHao?"

The first day of the new drama was very smooth. JiHao, who spent the day in the studio,
invited all the members of the crew to dinner. At a hotel near the studio, they packed five
tables.

Tiandi’s important workers also came over. Secretary Zhang still sat on the left hand side of
JiHao, but instead of Ruan MingChi on the right this time, it was the director.

Even though everyone knew that JiHao harboured intentions towards Ruan MingChi but he
didn’t follow through. There was something that couldn’t be avoided. After all, in this
complex entertainment circle, one needed a small pair of shoes (1). Although it wouldn’t
hurt the muscles and bones, it would make them very unhappy.
JiHao couldn’t always pay attention to Ruan MingChi. Some circumstances required Ruan
MingChi to face it alone. Therefore JiHao couldn’t target Ruan MingChi too much.

Of course, mid drink, the male and female protagonists were called to the leader's table.
After discussion and another round of drinking, when almost all the alcohol was gone, it
was time to leave.

Ruan MingChi's drinking capacity was average. He couldn’t even drink half as much as the
female lead did. During the second round of drinks, he was already unstable. But for this
occasion, he had to take this toast. So Ruan MingChi stood up with his shaking body and
smiled at JiHao, “President Ji, I would like to offer you another toast. Thank you for your
gift.”

Everyone at the table who was listening had their eyebrows fly away.

Our actor was really drunk, how could he bring ** up? Was this to show their affection in
public?
(T/N: The ** was in the raws.)

JiHao handed a wine glass over to him. Ruan MingChi scrunched up his face as he drank it.
Then his eyebrows raised. His wine glass was filled with water.

Later, he saw JiHao smile meaningfully at him.

In fact, the smile was very ordinary, but the slight curve at the corner of the mouth, and
secretly nodding to him, made Ruan MingChi’s heart beat again. He grabbed the water
shaped-jade near his heart, to help him recover. The clothing that covered the jade, had
been moistened with sweat and pasted onto his heart. While being blown by the air
conditioner, it was both cold and hot. He couldn’t tell what this taste was.

It was a pity that he didn’t know how JiHao had changed the glass of wine into water, as all
the liquids that were poured in afterwards were alcohol. After dinner was over, Ruan
MingChi was drunk again.

Drunk Ruan MingChi was still able to think. He followed the leaders all the way down the
stairs, and then watched JiHao get in the car and leave. When the car was far away, and the
taillights could not be seen, Ruan MingChi waved goodbye to other people and staggered
into the taxi alone.

He tried to keep his eyes open and looked at the scenery outside the window. From the
corner of his eyes, a black car drove into view. Ruan MingChi suddenly sat up to look into
the back seat of the car. He couldn’t see anything however, as the windows were tinted.

The taxi drove wildly, and in a blink of an eye it had passed the black car. His eyes fell on
the license plate, but he could tell that it was not that man’s car. Suddenly feeling
frustrated, he leaned back into his chair, touched the jade through the clothes, and closed
his eyes.

He was really drunk. Ruan MingChi had fallen asleep the entire way there. The taxi driver
complained, saying that he had been shaking him for half a day, and was delaying his
business.

Ruan MingChi thanked him with a big tongue (T/N: Thanked while slurring his words.) He
gave the taxi driver an extra ten, and then staggered towards the building.

When other drunkards walked towards him, Ruan MingChi tried to wake himself up. He
reminded himself that he couldn’t repeat his mistakes again. This time, JiHao was not with
him, so he went around the drunkard first, and then smoothly returned home.

As soon as the door opened, Doudou's familiar cry, “wangwangwang" sounded again. Ruan
MingChi closed the door behind him, and the tense feeling in his head finally relaxed. He
laid on the sofa, drunk and unconscious.

Doudou was so hungry that he stuck his chest to Ruan MingChi’s back and barked at him
for a long time. When he found that the owner was ignoring him, for the first time he made
a “nnn” sound.

Just then, the front door lock was unlocked, and a familiar figure came in.

Doudou originally laid at the foot of the sofa, as it was the closest distance to feel Ruan
MingChi’s breath. But the next second after seeing the person, he stood up and got into the
dog kennel with his tail between his legs.

JiHao entered the house, locked the door, and was not surprised to see this scene.

If Ruan MingChi was not drunk at home, he wouldn’t have come at this time.

The man’s sleeping posture on the sofa really could not make others relax. JiHao was afraid
that Ruan MingChi would drown himself to death, so after a moment of hesitation, JiHao
drove over.

Standing at the edge of the sofa, he looked down at Ruan MingChi who was sleeping well.
JiHao’s mouth slightly hooked up, bent down and easily held the man in his arms. Then he
sent him to his bed.

He changed the clothes he had been wearing all day, then pulled the blanket to cover him.
JiHao looked down and then all movements stopped.

He didn’t know when the man lying on the bed had opened his eyes. The eyes were clear
and clean, as bright as when he was fully awake. But JiHao knew that he was drunk,
because little immortal Ruan in this world would not look at him like this. Only the Ruan
MingChi of the past world would look at him like this.

Ai.

Originally he was thinking of just going along with the tide, but in the end it left a mark in
his heart, making him feel sentimentally attached to this love.

"Awake?" JiHao's voice was low, and he asked in an ambiguous, attractive tone.

Ruan MingChi didn’t answer him, and only blinked. He tilted his head slightly, and
continued to look at him.

The string in JiHao's head was pulled to the extreme, and some kind of ambiguous music
started playing. He slowly pressed the body down and asked, “Awake or drunk?”

Ruan MingChi only knew how to smile. His smile was like the gardenia full of morning dew.
It was fragrant, elegant, and unparalleled.

JiHao's eyes grew deeper and finally asked him, "Do you know who I am?"

"Mr. Snail..." Ruan MingChi said hoarsely. JiHao raised his eyebrows when he heard this and
had to sit up. Then he heard Ruan MingChi’s quiet voice then say, “JiHao?”

JiHao’s actions stopped. In the next second he lowered his head and kissed Ruan MingChi
on the lips. While smiling vaguely, “It’s me….”

As JiHao bowed his head, a silver chain fell from his neck. It turned out to also be a water
drop-shaped jade. When placed together with Ruan MingChi’s jade, one was slightly larger
and the other was slightly smaller. Both had a line of emerald green.

But as the jades came into contact more, and the kissing time increased, the emerald green
turned darker and darker until it finally turned black. The demon powers were becoming
turbulent, and it violently raged. The jade was something that could help focus attention
(2). It brought luck, warded off evil, and it was an existence that would frighten all four
sides.

JiHao felt that the other’s body had his essence, and was very satisfied and happy.

...

After the kiss, JiHao knew that a fire was going to happen. He should reveal the identity of
“Mr. Snail” and live with Ruan MingChi to brush up the career line. Wouldn’t it be fragrant
enough (3)?

But who knew, that the next morning he would be awakened by Secretary Zhang’s phone
call. Informing him that his uncle JiFaYun was coming back from abroad with the intent to
kill. He even found a lawyer to make fabricated claims. He said that JiHao’s parents had
donated all their assets to charity before their deaths and that JiHao shouldn’t have any
company shares.

It was not a problem, if JiHao used his way to solve it. But in this small modern world, he
had to follow the rules of the legal world. He couldn’t use excessive violence. He had to
follow the three views and follow the rules of the world, so it was a bit troublesome to deal
with it (4).

JiHao had no choice but to put on his clothes and head out. Naturally missing the
opportunity to explain.

He returned to the company by car. On one side he was fighting with his uncle, on the other
he had opened a small window in front of his eyes to pay attention to Ruan MingChi.
Occasionally, while little immortal Ruan slept softly, JiHao felt that this world was not that
boring. Especially faced with Ji FaYun, not only did he not strangle the neck, he also
cooperatively played with him.

Close to noon, "Sleeping Beauty" woke up slowly. He turned over and slowly opened his
eyes. His first action was not to get up, but to touch his mouth.

When JiHao saw this, he almost laughed out loud. It seemed that last night was not
completely forgotten. The lingering interaction between the two was by no means a one-
man show. Today would have been a good opportunity to be frank about his identity. It was
a pity.

Looking up again, JiHao coldly looked at ji FaYun, who was still wearing a neck brace,
"Okay, since we can’t come to a conclusion, I will see you in court. It’s better to directly
separate the family. Make it clear that yours are separate from mine. So as to avoid it in the
future, the money I make afterwards will not be split with you.”

In a short time, the out of shape Ji FaYun was now thin, and was shaking with rage, “This
company is mine! You don’t have a dime! Leave! Get out of here!”

JiHao looked at him with a cold smile. Except for the “male lead”, he had never seen a
demon or anything else win. Especially this Ji FaYun who only existed to be the cannon
fodder.

He no longer focused on him, and with the use of the heavenly demon, he paid attention to
Ruan MingChi’s situation. He saw him lying on the bed, touching his lips. Then in the next
second he jumped up and rushed out of the door.

JiHao raised his eyebrows, and saw Ruan MingChi pushing open the door of his room. He
looked at JiHao’s messy bed that he had slept in, and then guessed what Ruan MingChi was
thinking about.
Tsk, so he should have laid down his cards this morning right?

This was great. Now that he was looking back, Ruan MingChi was starting to like this “Mr.
Snail”. Although it was himself, why was he still feeling upset?

JiHao’s face got colder, and the aura of pressure was suddenly released. The still howling Ji
FaYun, suddenly closed his mouth. His animal instincts made him feel terrified of JiHao.

JiHao didn't even think about delaying any more time here. So he got up and left. During
this time, no one dared to speak to him. The man who had just been howling, seemed to
have lost his tongue. Even the anger on his face could not be sustained.

"JiHao, you..." ji FaYun couldn't hold his face (5), and shouted, "Stop!"

JiHao, who was already at the door, stood still and turned his head to look at him coldly.

ji FaYun's face distorted for a moment, and finally he said weakly, "Then, wait for the court
summons."

JiHao took a deep look at him and turned away.

JiHao's black face certainly was not because Ji FaaYun was actually a threat. It was because
there was something wrong on Ruan MingChi’s side.
(1) 需要一双小鞋. Need a small pair of shoes. Metaphor for secretly making things difficult
for people. But it also means that its constraining and restricting for the person wearing it.
(2) 汹涌的魔气翻涌，残暴肆虐，哪是能够精心凝神的东西. T/N: Err.... what?
(3) 难道不够香吗. Wouldn't it be fragrant enough? It means: Wouldn't that be cost-
effective?
(4) The three views: World, life, value.
(5) 绷不住面子. Couldn't hold his face. Couldn't help but to... etc. Ji FaYun couldn't help it.
He had to shout out to JiHao.

Chapter 37: "Be My Boyfriend, Only Me. Promise Me."

Ruan MingChi, who was standing in his roommate's room tried to remember. But when
there was a knock at the door, he stopped thinking and turned to open the door.

His first thought that his roommate was back. He wanted to ask him what happened last
night. Don’t think that just because he was drunk, he remembered nothing. He had a vague
memory and even suspected that the person was JiHao.

After all, it was impossible for him to call the wrong person, or to kiss a complete stranger.
He wasn’t going to be drunk again!

When he was drunk, he had seen JiHao’s face up close, and the handsome face swayed in
front of him. These past few days, his mind could not control itself and constantly thought
of JiHao. So when JiHao had kissed him, he didn’t refuse.

But what if that person was not JiHao?

Ruan MingChi wanted to brush his teeth in disgust.

But very soon, he arrived at the door and reacted. If JiHao was his roommate, he should
have used the key instead of knocking on the door, waiting for him to open it.

Moreover, Doudou was loudly barking into his ears, and her tail hung low to the ground,
her face fierce.

Who were the people outside?

Ruan MingChi walked to the door and looked at the people through the peephole. Then his
expression changed and he hesitated, but he still opened the door.

A middle-aged couple stood outside the door, pushing a suitcase. When the door opened,
they were able to see clearly now who the other person was. They spoke exaggeratedly,
“Hahaha, my good son. I miss you!”

Ruan MingChi pulled up a smile and called out, “Dad, mom.” After a pause, he asked
confused, “Why are you here?”

The mother pushed Ruan MingChi aside and walked into the room, “I read the news and it
said that you were going to be the leading actor. So I came to see you. You child, such a good
thing and you didn’t tell us about it over the phone. We even have to ask for news
ourselves. You are the leading actor, but you live in such an ordinary place. I took a taxi and
had to check the address several times. If I hadn’t come here to see it with my own eyes, I
wouldn’t have thought you lived here. Don’t all the big stars in TC live in high-end
apartments and private villas? Tell me, you’re about to get fired aren’t you? If a reporter
finds that you live here, you would be so embarrassed! Also, aren’t there sasaeng fans or
something like that (1)? If they followed you here, it’s not safe!”

Ruan MingChi listened to his mother’s worried remarks, but felt nothing at all. He just
turned his head to look at his father, his eyes full of questions.

But how could a man that was suppressed by his lifetime, dare to talk to his son? He looked
away and avoided his eyes.
Ruan MingChi took a deep breath and had a bad hunch.

My mother was obviously dissatisfied with this place. After walking around, she drove
Doudou away from her and finally arrived at the bedroom. “Which room is yours? We’ll live
in the other room. This time, we will be living with you for a longer time. Let’s talk after the
New Years is over.”

It's only September!

Ruan MingChi frowned, and said, "This place is shared between me and my roommate. I
only have one room, and I’m afraid there is no space for you guys to live.”

"What? You’re already the male lead, but you are still sharing the place with someone?
Don’t they give you money? What is that called? Remuneration! You have no remuneration,
but you rent such a big place!”

"The remuneration is given in small portions. Also, I’m a new actor, so they wouldn’t give
me that much money.”

After Ruan MingChi spoke, his mother’s eyes flashed, "How much money did you get?”

"It’s not that much. That’s why….” Ruan MingChi spoke again to get his parents to go back.

But then his mother said, "It's okay, then your father and I will use your bedroom. I think
this sofa is sleepable, so you can sleep on the sofa.”

Ruan MingChi clenched his fists and spoke with a cold voice, “Tell me, are you in debt
again? How much did you lose? How much do you intend to take away from me until you
are satisfied?”

That’s right.

Ruan MingChi’s mother was addicted to gambling, and his father was soft-hearted. His wife
brought him to go gambling. It didn’t matter if they lost. They had a son. It didn’t matter
that they had no job. They had a son. They raised the child to prevent old age (2). Anyway,
all the family’s expenses were provided by Ruan MingChi.

Ruan MingChi could be said to have big and small resources coming from the company.
Although a portion of his roles were things that he couldn’t put on the table (3). They
consisted of commercial and background roles. But he had no problems getting through
life. It wasn’t to the point that he could not pay for rent, and most of his income was sent
back home. He was suffering from the poor life, and his respect for his parents had long
disappeared.

At the time when he saw his parents standing in front of him with their luggages, he
couldn’t feel the familial affection, but instead felt a mountain of pressure.
Under Ruan MingChi’s pressure, his mother told him of her debt. Ruan MingChi’s head
buzzed at the amount of money. Yesterday, when he drank he didn’t faint, but now he
almost did.

He coldly sneered.

"You guys are only coming here for my paycheck right? To get my pay?”

His mother awkwardly smiled, “Didn’t we come because you got the male lead? We were
just so happy that we…”

Ruan MingChi didn’t want to hear anymore. He pushed his mother out, “Go! Go! Get out! I
have no place for you to live here, nor do I have any money for you! The money you lost,
you have the ability to earn it back!”

The person hadn’t been fully pushed out, and Ruan MingChi couldn’t be fully rude to his
mother. But it was his frightened father, who began to show great power and slapped Ruan
MingChi face with his hand.

"啪" Pā , a slap sounded.

The father who was finally able to vent seemed to grow a meter higher and roared, "How
could you treat your mother like this!”

The mother who got her husband’s aid, sat down on the ground to cry.

Ruan MingChi covered his face, as his nerves popped one by one. His eyes were almost
exhausted.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, opened it again, and gritted his teeth, "Okay. I am
filial. So I’ll give you this place, and I’ll leave.”

Ruan MingChi picked up his cell phone and walked to the door, and thought of something
else. In front of his parents, he went to take DouDou away. But who knew that DouDou was
so frightened that he opened his mouth and bit Ruan MingChi’s hand.

Ruan MingChi bit the pain quietly. He frowned and pulled his hand out of DouDou’s mouth.
He watched the frightened puppy that bit him and sighed.

Then he got up and left alone.

Only the sound of his footsteps echoed in the dark stairways, and the bitten hands were
swollen and painful. Ruan MingChi let the blood flow down the back of his hands, and then
dried it off. Finally, he put his hands in his trouser pocket and got in a taxi.
"Go to the hospital."

Ruan MingChi thought calmly, he had to get two shots of the rabies vaccine.

The taxi drove to the gate of the hospital, and Ruan MingChi got out of the car. He saw JiHao
coming out of the gate.

The man wore a dark suit, the expensive gray shirt cuffs were rolled back twice, and the
collar button was also unbuttoned, revealing healthy skin. He walked out with great
momentum. With that handsome face, even if the people coming and going were sick, he
attracted countless attention.

Ruan MingChi was distracted for a moment. In a trance, he seemed to see a purple magic
formation on the man's body, but in a blink of an eye, the long hair and the boiling lava
disappeared.

"President Ji." Ruan MingChi greeted him, his eyes falling on JiHao's lips.

"Why are you at the hospital again?" JiHao asked knowingly.

Ruan MingChi hid the truth and just laughed, “DouDou bit me so I came to get a shot.”

"Then go. I’ll do my physical exam first and then talk with you afterwards.” JiHao waved a
document around in his hand, patted Ruan MingChi’s shoulder, then walked away without
looking back.

Life was like a movie, and they were all movie emperors.

Ruan MingChi withdrew and lowered his eyes. He squeezed his injured hand as he went to
the registration window. He stood in the queue and sighed softly.

So who did he kiss last night? Was he just dreaming after getting drunk?

JiHao didn’t react as if he was intimate with him last night. It was difficult for him to ask
cold people. At this moment, he hoped that everything was just a dream last night.

After getting his shots, Ruan MingChi stood on the side of the road to stop a taxi. He saw a
black car pull up in front of him. The window’s slid down to show JiHao’s face, “Get in the
car.”

Ruan MingChi's heart pounded, and he was unable to refuse. He even took the initiative to
sit as co-pilot.

As the car drove, Ruan MingChi almost broke the seat belt with his hands. When they finally
stopped at a red light, he asked, “President Ji, last night…”
"What?" JiHao asked casually.

"Last night was it..." Ruan MingChi couldn't say out loud that he had kissed JiHao last night,
just in case it really was just a dream.

JiHao turned his head to look at him, his eyes very dark, and looked at him aggressively.

Ruan MingChi swallowed his saliva, and his lips touched each other lightly. Two words
came out, “...Kiss me.”

"Okay." JiHao replied. He raised his hand to bring his chin up, and kissed.

Ruan MingChi's eyes widened.

The sober kiss was obviously different from memory. Without the hazy feeling of alcohol, it
made this kiss very real. The smell of shaving cream penetrated into his nose, and he felt as
if his entire body was surrounded by JiHao’s scent. With this pressure, he was unable to
struggle.

Even this kiss was very powerful.

Without any preparation, he was forced to have a deep French kiss.

The plundered air almost suffocated him.

"Beep beep beep--"

A harsh car honk sounded in their ears.

Ruan MingChi suddenly returned to his senses and pushed JiHao away with both hands.

He was finally able to see the man’s whole face, and he had a satisfied expression on his
face, with a smirk that he couldn't hide.

Ruan MingChi wiped his lips and glared, "It was really you last night!?"

"Otherwise?" JiHao looked at him and smiled, "You kept calling out JiHao, and held my
hands to stop me from leaving. You looked like you were being bullied, and held me back so
coyly. With just one kiss, you groaned and moaned. Tell me, was that not you?”

Before Ruan MingChi could vent, the description given by JiHao burned his face with
shame.
anger vented, JiHao's face suddenly burst into shame as he described it, and the entire sky
was red.

The car drove past the intersection, and the car that had disturbed the good moment was
stopped by the red light again. He could only look angrily at the rear lights of the black car
that was getting further and further away.

It took Ruan MingChi three minutes to adjust his emotions, and then angrily said, "How
could I hold onto you!"

"So since you were drunk, you’re not taking responsibility?”

"...You can’t pretend to be my roommate just to lie to me.”

"Roommate? What roommate?" The man who had just admitted to his night raid then
turned to look at him in confusion. With a frown, “How chaotic is your love life? You also
have a special relationship with your roommate? You didn’t think that I was your
roommate last night did you?”

This time Ruan MingChi was really stunned. His eyes were shaking rapidly. How could it be,
how could it not be him? JiHao was clearly his roommate? He was able to enter his home
casually…. No way! That’s not it! With the security at that rental apartment, it was not
difficult for JiHao to enter his home. He couldn’t just take a guess because his neighbor had
slept at home last night and think that it was JiHao. All of this was his guesses!

While driving the car, JiHao did not forget to aggressively ask him, “Who is your roommate?
What is your relationship with him? I like you very much, so I can't tolerate you pedaling
two boats. Ruan MingChi!"

Being called by name, Ruan MingChi came back from his daze and looked at JiHao blankly.

Disregarding the dangers of driving, JiHao turned to look at him with a serious expression,
"Be my boyfriend, only me. Promise me."

(1) 私生饭=사생팬 (sasaeng fans) It's commonly used in kpop, where there are extreme
fans who will follow the idol's private life, follow the undisclosed itineraries and squat near
their homes. I've heard of cases where these girls cut off their hair to pass as boys and
follow their idol into the bathroom, and other extreme cases.
(2) 养儿防老. Raise a child to prevent old age. It means they raise the child, then expect the
child to take care of them as they age. Since they can't take on a job anymore. Elders are
supported by the children of the family. Filial piety.
(3) 上不了台面. Can't be put on the table. Something along the lines of... dark history that
can't be brought to light.

Chapter 38: "I Can Follow 3 Rules With You. I will Respect and Love You All My Life"
Faced with the sudden confession, Ruan MingChi calmed down.

After all, JiHao had not been chasing after him for one or two days. Everyone in the circle
knew. He had been coldly stared at because of this, and then he got the role of the
protagonist.

There were some things he had not been able to understand. With the brokerage
company’s ability, how was he able to get the role of the leading male? These were all an
exchanging of interests.

Before, he couldn’t stand JiHao, and felt disgusted. But now he looked at him differently,
and naturally he wouldn’t reject it.

"Be my boyfriend."

Ruan MingChi thought a little, and then nodded, "Okay."

What else could he do?

He became the male lead of the drama. He was already sitting in his car, and since last night
they had already kissed at least five or six times. If he refused at this time, it would be
hypocritical.

Ruan MingChi just had to confirm again, "You really aren’t my roommate."

JiHao also asked him again, "What is your relationship with your roommate?"

"Last night you were at my house? How did you get in?”

"Since you were so drunk, to make myself rest assured, I followed you all the way up the
stairs. What if there was a bad person, what would you do?”

Ruan MingChi bit his lip and said, "Thank you, also… I don’t have any relationship with my
roommate. I don’t even know what he looks like.”

"Then why did you think he would kiss you." JiHao continued to press questions.

"..."

Ruan MingChi was forced until he couldn’t reply. His face was pale, and didn’t know what
he was thinking. In the next second, JiHao embraced him, and kissed his forehead gently. He
whispered into his ear, “I’m sorry, I was just a little jealous. How about you move out, and
live with me?”
Ruan MingChi didn't know why he liked JiHao's scent so much. When he was embraced, his
thoughts seemed to slow down. His inexplicable relaxation caused him to subconsciously
close his eyes until he barely sorted out his thoughts. He asked in a low voice, “Already
living together?”

"En." JiHao whispered in his ear, "I can't wait anymore."

Ruan MingChi was blown until his ears were boiling hot, but hesitated. Once he moved in,
then they would have to do the “home run” (1). He didn’t know that JiHao once had a
“husband life” but was now a single dog. JiHao missed this time dearly.

Seeing Ruan MingChi hesitating, JiHao gently said, "My home is close to the studio. You
don’t need to drive back and forth every day for half an hour, and it’s not always good to eat
outside. It’s unhealthy. You are an actor. Body control is critical. Don’t eat fast food with
heavy oil and salt. I have a cook at home, and I can bring your meals every day. Besides,
your place is not safe enough. I could even enter your house. If there was really a bad
person, how can I feel rest assured. Little immortal…”

Ruan MingChi was listening attentively, and looked up at him suspiciously.

JiHao was used to saying that name, and his heart trembled, but he continued without
changing his face, "Promise me, go live with me. If you are not ready, I promise not to touch
you. I will respect you if I like you. I can follow three rules with you. I will respect and love
you all my life.”

Ruan MingChi was puzzled by JiHao calling him by that name, but was even more shocked
by this "lifetime" promise.

To be honest, towards this guy JiHao, he didn’t believe such a promise.

But he liked him too. Even if he knew that it was a pit, he still couldn’t help but want to
jump in it.

He liked this moment of intimacy and tenderness.

JiHao asked again, "Come on, come to my house."

Ruan MingChi thought of his uninvited parents, exhaled, and nodded, "Okay."

JiHao hugged Ruan MingChi tightly and smiled.

Since he said yes, then he would do it.

In the afternoon, JiHao called the moving company. Several strong men knocked on the
door. In front of Ruan MingChi’s parent’s surprised eyes, they took Ruan MingChi’s clothes
and luggage. Then they also locked the roommate’s door.
Then, the head of the moving company spoke to Ruan MingChi’s parents, “The employer
said that the house has been given a year’s rent, and you two can live in it. He will not pay
for your debt, but you will not owe the monthly living expenses. The water and electricity
bills should be taken care of yourself. If you two have no more problems, do not disturb his
work.”

"This child!" The mother’s anger arose from the heart, “Where are you guys moving his
things to? No, I also want to go, and bring that person back!”

Ruan MingChi's father nodded, with an appearance of wanting to die together.

The head leader of the moving company did not refuse, and even left a place for two people.
He then drove the car into an urban area. In the most prosperous business circle, a high-
end community quietly appeared in front of everyone.

The guard stopped the moving company’s car, and asked them to show their credentials.
After confirming with the other, their eyes fell on the two people and asked, “Are they part
of your company?”

The company head directly shook his head.

Ruan MingChi’s mother who was arrogant before, now became cautious and restrained
because of the community. She eyed the guard and explained well-mannered, “We are the
owner’s parents.”

But the guard’s eyes were sharp, “Mr. Ji's parents have passed away. Who are you?"

"We--we are Ruan MingChi's parents."

"What Ruan MingChi, we don't have this person here."

"That’s not right, you should check again."

"Get off. Get out of the car. You can’t enter without identification."

"But……"

"This is our duty. We can’t let you in without permission.”

"Just check again..."

Unfortunately, no matter how noisy they were, Ruan MingChi's parents failed to enter this
community. They played tricks and stopped the moving car. In desperation, the guard could
only contact JiHao again.
At this time, JiHao was tidying up the room for his loved one. Instead of getting the servant
at home to do it, he took it upon himself to change the bed sheets to a new set. From the
small lamp on the bedside table to the color of the curtains, etc. When he was finished, he
stood in the bathroom and looked around, sighing silently.

The furnishings and style of this room were similar to that of little immortal Ruan’s in the
previous life. In this life, he didn’t know if little immortal Ruan would like it or not.

"How is it?" JiHao turned to ask Ruan MingChi.

Ruan MingChi nodded his head. Nothing was bad. He was now finding shelter under
someone else's roof, it was fine as long as there was a place to sleep.

JiHao rubbed his head with a smile, his eyes very tender.

Just seeing that Ruan MingChi was standing there, it was as if the person completely
belonged to him.

He didn’t think that he was really emotional, but he was used to him after living together
for 50 years.

This feeling can also be called love.

Thinking up to here, his eyes were dim, and the black mist was surging in his eyes. Ruan
MingChi’s phone started ringing.

Ruan MingChi took out his phone and glanced at it. It was a notification from WeChat that
someone wanted to add him as friends.

Applicant's name: Roommate.

Ruan MingChi raised his eyebrows, and pressed yes in confusion.

Then the other party sent a message: [Did you move?]

Ruan MingChi glanced at JiHao, who was pouring water, and finally determined that his
roommate was not JiHao.

RMC: [Yes.]

[What a coincidence, my company assigned me to a new dormitory and the conditions were
good. I was going to move out in two days and I was worried about what to say to you.]

RMC: [You’re moving too?]

[Yeah, so I wanted to add your WeChat. Since we were once roommates, let’s contact each
other more in the future.]

RMC: [OK.]

When Ruan MingChi typed the last two words, he felt a little regret in his heart. He didn’t
have many friends, and it was hard to make them. Although he had never seen his
roommate, he had regarded him as a friend. He didn’t expect that the friendship could be
broken before it even started.

So with some reluctance, he texted back: [Let’s text more.]

He was only politely speaking. But Ruan MingChi didn’t know that he would be able to
continue this friendship in another way, and it would even last for a lifetime.

At this time Ruan MingChi put down his mobile phone, and JiHao just handed over the
water to ask, "What's wrong?"

Ruan MingChi’s heart was a little sullen, and was eager to talk to other people. He hesitated
and finally said, "My parents are here."

"En?"

Speaking of his parents, Ruan MingChi had a bellyful of bitter water. His parents raised him
and provided him with education. Naturally, they loved him. But as he grew up, his
mother’s gambling became larger and larger. With her meager monthly earnings, she dared
to play 100 yuan (~$14) mahjong, and she lost more than she won (2). The times when she
lost the most was enough for them to buy a pig (3).

At the beginning, Ruan MingChi had the patience to persuade his mother to quit gambling,
but it was useless. Coupled with his mother’s mounting debt of the last two years, he had
gradually become irritable, and alienated his loved ones.

But deep down, did he really hate them? They were fond of gambling, but they really did
love him, but it was just that the love had frozen due to the debt, and he really couldn’t help
it.

He felt that even if he did get famous, got popular, and made money, he was afraid that he
wouldn’t be able to feed his mother’s appetite.

JiHao laughed and said, "Do you have a plan to stop them from gambling?”

"I don't know." Ruan MingChi shook his head. He felt that they would only wake up if he
died in front of them.

But JiHao smiled firmly, "I know."

Although JiHao spoke with a smile on his face, the smile had an indescribable evil nature.
His eyes were black and abnormal, just a black hole in the endless universe. For a long time,
even his soul seemed to be swallowed up.

At this moment, the landline rang. JiHao turned to answer the phone, and Ruan MingChi
came out of the suffocating sense of being swallowed up.

He rubbed his inexplicably chilly fingers and saw JiHao hang up the phone to look back at
him. His black and white eyes were full of laughter, there was no longer the endless
pressure he had felt.

JiHao said, "Your parents seem to be here. Would you like to invite them to have a seat?"

Ruan MingChi froze for a moment, then subconsciously shook his head.

JiHao said, "That’s not very good. This will be the first time I meet them and I’m already
putting on airs (4)? In the future, how can I behave as a person in front of the elders?”

Ruan MingChi didn't expect JiHao to suddenly sprinkle sugar. After a moment of stupor, he
blushed and said, "Still, just leave it."

He really didn’t think he would go far with JiHao, after all, with JiHao’s status, he was also a
man, could they be together their entire life?

They were all adults, and some jokes could be ignored.

Ruan MingChi thought pessimistically, then smiled bitterly, "I’ll go down and talk to them."

JiHao looked at him deeply and said, "Forget it, let me go down. I can feel that you’re not
ready to meet them. This time, just let me do it. Next time, I won’t help you.”

This indulgent tone hit Ruan MingChi’s heart, and for a while he felt soft, nodding, “Thank
you.”

JiHao really left and went downstairs.

When he closed the door, his eyes met with Ruan MingChi's and he smiled. But once he
turned his head, his face became cold.
(1) 本垒打. Home run. Hohohoho, you guys can guess what that means right?
(2) The monthly average income in China is a LOT lesser than the US median. The median
monthly wage of US is almost 3x that of China's average. China is ~$1228, whereas US is
~$3713.
(3) A pig in china can cost from around 900 yuan (~$127) to 1200 yuan ($170)
(4) 下马威. Putting on airs at the beginning of one's office. Showing off power to the other
party from the beginning.
Chapter 39: In Every World, He was the "Groom". So Beautiful!
When the elevator arrived downstairs, he walked through the community garden at a not
slow, but not fast pace. A child’s ball rolled in front of him, he stooped to pick it up and
handed it over. There was no difference in his pace as he walked over, it was as if he was
just going for a walk on a weekday.

When he walked up to the gate of the community, he saw the moving company’s car
surrounded by a group of people with a noisy woman in the middle.

JiHao was very calm seeing this scene. Even when he pushed through the crowd and saw
the distorted woman’s face, there was not much of a reaction.

Except for Ruan MingChi, the world was only an illusion in his eyes. Happiness, anger,
sorrow, old age, sickness and death were all caused by one person. This shrewd woman
was only around because that person needed such a mother, so one appeared. Even in the
future in a certain world, that person’s mother could be a queen, but it was only because
that person needed one.

They were only props.

Therefore, JiHao let the other party shamelessly roll on the ground until the guard saw him.
He walked up to the woman and looked down at her.

JiHao wore casual clothes, but he was also an aggressive person. The white sneakers on his
feet showed that it was something that a normal person wouldn’t be able to afford. Not to
mention the guard who had looked at the visitors with an angry look, not looked to him
with respect.

Ruan MingChi's mother immediately stopped and didn’t dare to be brazen.

JiHao said, "I am Ruan MingChi's boss. Although he knows that it is because of you guys that
he is homeless. But as a son’s parent you have made him lose face, don’t you feel ashamed?”

"..." Ruan MingChi's parents were stunned for a while, but they dared not refute due to the
boss' identity.

Moreover, JiHao opened his mouth and didn’t allow others to talk. After a pause, “Even if
you didn’t know anything before, but since living in that apartment, you should know how
much luck he needed to get the male lead role. This may be his only chance to be successful
in his career, but because of his parents’ rudeness, he could lose it?”

"Small gambling is good, but you don’t know how to control yourself. From now on, you
will only lose every time you gamble. If you don’t believe me, then go ahead and try.”

The curse of the heavenly demon dragged their luck down, and bad luck covered the top of
their heads. When someone saw their faces, they would not feel good.

Even though Ruan MingChi’s mother was afraid, she was trembling from the curse, "You
look like a human being, but how can you talk so unpleasantly!”

JiHao smiled, "Just try it. When you’re done, Ruan MingChi will naturally go home."

"You……"

"Security." JiHao called and took a step back. He dodged Ruan MinChi’s mother’s nails, and
then she was stopped by the guards. She left without looking back.

What kind of advice did JiHao have? He didn’t have idle time, he only came down to say the
curse. Since business was over, it was time for him to go back to accompany his little
beauty.

Ruan MingChi was very beautiful, and his beautiful and delicate face was most suitable for
the entertainment circle. In the last life, little immortal Ruan harvested a lot of sports fans,
and even fans outside of that circle. Unfortunately, little immortal Ruan didn’t intend to
enter the entertainment circle, so his popularity disappeared after retirement.

In this life, it could be said that JiHao’s dream came true. He filmed Ruan MingChi’s acting,
and he could see him play different roles. This life was certainly not boring.

JiHao imagined it all beautifully, but when he pushed the door into the house and saw the
people there, he felt that he looked at it all wrong. When filming there were emotional
scenes. If Ruan MingChi were to film about love with other people, he was afraid that he
was not going to be happy. He was going to pay more attention to the script later.

"You’re back already?" Ruan MingChi sat up from the sofa. He felt a little cramped in this
strange environment, “What did my parents say?”

"They’ve gone back already. If you let them live in your rented apartment, do you feel rest
assured?"

Ruan MingChi nodded, then frowned, "How about I move to the hotel that the crew rented.
There is also the company dormitory.”

JiHao raised his eyebrows, walked up to him, and squinted at him, “What do you think I am?
A shield? Throw me away after use? Believe it or not, I will put you in place right now.”

Ruan MingChi was instantly distracted by the improper words, and his face reddened.
JiHao said a few more words without hesitation, and was amused to see Ruan MingChi’s
face burn up from his teasing. He closed his mouth contentedly.

He was familiar with Ruan MingChi, and some love words came out all at once. But in the
eyes of Ruan MingChi, they had only just gotten together. How could he endure the “old
rogue’s” teasing. He was just so excessively cute.

JiHao felt that this was good. In every world, he was the “groom”. So beautiful!

Close to dinner time, the nutritionist that JiHao had looked for earlier, came and left with a
menu for Ruan MingChi. JiHao took a look at the menu, and threw it on the table. He picked
up the car keys and said, “Let’s go. Let’s go out and have a big meal.”

Ruan MingChi looked at him, then at the menu.

JiHao said, "Soup is sparse and watery. Let’s start tomorrow. I’ll treat you to dinner and get
drunk on the way. That way it’s convenient to do things later.”

Ruan MingChi suddenly paled, "You said you wouldn't force me."

JiHao smiled, "I'm not forcing you. When you drink, you will naturally hold onto me and say
JiHao."

Ruan MingChi stared at him.

JiHao's smile grew stronger. He rubbed Ruan MingChi's head, and said with a smile, “I’m
just kidding. You have to film tomorrow, how could I let you get drunk? Let’s have some
seafood and some red wine.”

"Really?"

"Really." JiHao raised his little finger, "Do you want to pinky promise?"

Ruan MingChi opened his hand, "Childish!"

For dinner, JiHao didn’t give Ruan MingChi any alcohol, nor did they go to a restaurant that
Ruan MingChi wouldn’t be able to afford. They found a cheap and beautiful seafood
restaurant and ordered a meal that was just enough for them. Then he listened to JiHao talk
about the customs of some countries, and Ruan MingChi happily ate.

JiHao was good at talking, he was funny, and his handsomeness shined. Ruan MingChi
didn’t think that it was strange that he was attracted to JiHao. Even though he was clear
about it, the current JiHao was clearly different from the previous “lewd” JiHao.

Later, Ruan MingChi said, "You are really different from before."
JiHao laughed, "Because I couldn’t catch up to you, so I thought you would like me in this
way.”

"You’re pretending?"

"That’s right. If you like me like this, I will pretend all your life, is that good?"

JiHao said it very seriously, but Ruan MingChi was teased by the sweet words, making his
heart all confused.

So on the way back, in the parking lot, the slightly drunk Ruan MingChi couldn't help but
grab JiHao's hand.

JiHao, who was about to drive, looked back at him, then raised his eyebrows, and kindly
kissed the waiting lips.

Sweet.

It was the taste from memory.

After letting go, Ruan MingChi hesitantly asked, "Can your home keep a dog?"

JiHao was still not satisfied, and he looked at him with heavy eyes.

"I have a dog at home,” Ruan MingChi said, “It’s a stray dog. When I found it three months
ago, the neck was bloody and the face was swollen because the collar was too small. At that
time, I also felt like I was wearing an invisible collar around my neck, and I also felt like I
was bleeding from the pain. So it took a lot of effort to bring it home. DouDou had been hurt
by people, and he was very guarded, but I felt that he was depending on me. If I leave so
suddenly, it may think that it was abandoned again. My mother also doesn’t like dogs. I’m
afraid that it would only be abandoned again. I don’t want to be hypocritical… but if you
can’t keep a dog here, I should rent out another place.”

It was rare for Ruan MingChi to say so many words in one breath, and JiHao’s heart felt
moved. JiHao’s eyes quickly looked at the world context again, and if he looked closely.
Ruan MingChi who was in the center of the world, had four distinct relationship lines.
Family, world love, friendship, love, and the last one was….

What the hell!

It turned out to be a pet love!

JiHao's eyelids jumped, and then in front of Ruan MingChi's eager eyes, he smiled against
his own feelings, "I like dogs the most. Dogs are our most loyal friends. How can we
abandon it. We can just bring it back.”
JiHao only felt the nerves at the back of his head were jumping. He really didn’t like the
stupid dog who woule pee whenever he stared at it. However, Ruan MingChi needed it, so
what could he do? He could only indulge him and allow it.

After driving back to Ruan MingChi’s rented apartment in the village, JiHao went upstairs
alone. Ruan MingChi didn’t forget to tell him, “Be careful, he bites.”

Dogs who can bite of course must be kicked to death!

JiHao was full of tyranny, but smiled at Ruan MingChi, "Since I was born, dogs have liked
me. It won’t bite me.”

Don't even say bite. If it even dared to show it’s teeth, he would pull them all out!

JiHao had cruel thoughts in his heart as he rubbed Ruan MingChi’s head again, “Relax, I will
be back soon."

After getting off the car, he walked into the village. There were a lot of restaurants and
some mahjong shops along the street. JiHao walked by a mahjong shop and his sight fell
onto one place. It was exactly that noisy couple from earlier that day. Their son was gone,
but they didn’t care. It was that man and woman, playing mahjong at night.

It's just that, contrary to the smiles of the other three families, the irresponsible parents'
faces were so black that it could become charcoal.

When JiHao had arrived, the pair had finally lost all their money. He saw Ruan MingChi’s
mother push the tiles in front of her, “Not playing! Not playing anymore! You all are uniting
to bully the newcomer. Aren’t you guys so greedy, not even letting me win!”

Someone on the opposite side said, "You aren’t playing well, so you’re blaming others. How
much can I earn from a 10 yuan (~$1.4) Mahjong? Is it worth it?”

Another person spoke, "We’re all neighbors. Everyone knows that when I play, I have the
stinkiest (bad) hand. I didn’t expect anyone to be worse than I am. Hahaha, remember to
call me next time you play!”

Ruan MingChi's mother jumped up angrily, "If it wasn’t because of you guys uniting then
what was it! What I want and what I don’t want, I think your machine has problems (1)!”

The sound of quarreling gradually went away as JiHao walked past the mahjong shop.
Regardless of the noise behind him, he went upstairs to open the door to see the chihuahua
baring its teeth and preparing to howl.

JiHao looked at it darkly.

The little dog closed his mouth in an instant, and went to the kennel with it’s tail between
its legs. JiHao looked at the yellow spots on the ground and his eyebrows were deeply
tense.

He came up to the kennel and squatted down. He looked at the dog hiding in the kennel and
smiled, “Silly dog, you’re going home with me.”

Doudou shivered like a sifter being shook.

JiHao easily lifted the kennel and turned to go downstairs.

(1) 我要什么不来什么. What I want. What I don't want. If she wants it, then she'll get it.

Chapter 40
The village was as noisy as ever, and Ruan MingChi’s mother’s quarrelling was particularly
loud. JiHao was like a dark ghost passing through the street.

Until he pulled the door open, the cold air on his body suddenly disappeared. He smiled
warmly and said to the man waiting in the car, "How did I do? He’s quite obedient.”

How keen were the dog’s senses. It had been shaken up due to the demonly aura. It almost
thought it was going to hell to report. So when it saw its owner, it didn’t pay attention to
any vigilance, and quickly jumped onto Ruan MingChi’s legs.

Ruan MingChi hugged the dog in surprise, but he was not happy for too long. His face
suddenly changed, and he looked at his thigh in disbelief.

Doudou was sitting on his thigh with his tail between his legs. The black big dewy eyes
looked at him pitifully.

"President Ji..." Ruan MingChi spoke up.

JiHao smelled it in the car and pressed down the impulse to slap the stupid dog. He smiled
softly, "It just missed you too much. Don’t get angry.”

"I’m not, it’s just that your car….”

"It’s only a matter of washing it. Let’s go to find a car wash.

"Thank you, President Ji."

"What did you call me?

"..."

"En?"

"JiHao."

"I’m a little bit disappointed."

"Ah?"

"That’s not the name I meant. En. Do you know what it is?”

Ruan MingChi knew, so he blushed.

The next day, Ruan MingChi went to film. To pass the time, JiHao returned to the company
to deal with Ji FaYun. The two were busy. When they went back, JiHao had built a beautiful
dog cage at the corner of the 200-square-foot big house.

It looked like it was worth a castle.

But it also guaranteed that the stupid dog would not run around the house, leaving dog hair
everywhere.

Doudou couldn’t eat or sleep well. The room was full of JiHao’s scent making him extremely
nervous. So when Ruan MingChi first came home, DouDou didn’t call for him, and only
wagged his tail at him.

Ruan MingChi was overjoyed. He opened the dog cage, and held DouDou in his arms,
happily puffing up the hair.

JiHao, who was still at the company, saw this scene, and looked at the world context again.
The pet relationship line was getting clearer. DouDou’s dependence and loyalty to Ruan
MingChi was the fifth line.

Tsk!

So it really couldn’t be killed?

When JiHao thought of this, he felt inexplicably grumpy. In order to save immortal Ruan’s
life, he was unconditionally good to him. In the end, he couldn’t even dispose of the small
animal at will. It was as if someone had placed a curse on him, and he could do nothing
about it.

But what could he do? The rules of these worlds were all the same, and Ruan MingChi’s
needs were also the same. It was normal for himself to exercise more restraint in order to
save Ruan MingChi’s life. If it wasn’t for the power of the heavenly demon, he would have
been an ordinary person in the ordinary world. But why was he feeling so unwilling?

Take a deep breath.

Restraint.

He tried to adjust his irritable mood by thinking about Ruan MingChi’s soft and fragrant
appearance, which gradually calmed him down.

Afterwards, he looked at Ji FaYun sitting opposite him at the conference table. He tossed
the documents in his hand, and the stack of documents spun in the air. It finally landed in
front of Ji FaYun and it spread out.

JiHao laughed, "Let’s not mention the law firm’s bad practices. Let’s just say that this
foreign friend accepted my parents’ will. But how did he appear in the law firm in New
York, and also appear at a bar in Mississippi with a ** beauty at the same time? The video
evidence is in front of you. It’s useless if you want to watch the surveillance video. I already
have all the evidence here. Bring all your evidence, and we will see in front of the judge.
Let’s see whose is more sufficient.”

Ji FaYun looked at the clear picture in front of him, and his complexion changed
dramatically. He dared to covet JiHao’s thing, he would dare to go to court.

However, in just one day, he didn’t imagine that JiHao would be able to find evidence.

JiHao continued, "Since you are my uncle, I don’t want to take this matter too far. If
outsiders were to know that you treated your brother’s orphaned son like this, those public
opinions could “kill” you. They’ll say that you’re insidious, cold-blooded, disowned your
own relatives, and a loser who could not succeed (1).”

"Tsk tsk, I'm ashamed of you." JiHao smiled, and before Ji FaYun’s changing face, he finally
said, “Two choices. Separate. Take your money and go. Or. give up executive power of the
company, and maybe I’ll give you some dividends each year. I can even allow you to find
some fun when you get old.”

Ji FaYun's face distorted. He naturally did not want to stay in this company anymore.
Moreover, he didn’t think that JiHao had the ability to run the company and continue to
hold equity. In his opinion, JiHao would go bankrupt.

So in the end, Ji FaYun sold his shares.

JiHao came home very late that night. He was still driving on the road at one in the
morning, but he was in a good mood from solving the old man Ji FaYun. In the future, only
he made the decisions. There wasn’t going to be anyone to stop him. Since he wanted to
make Ruan MingChi popular, he was going to make him famous all over the world!
So when he got home, and saw Ruan MingChi with the light on, waiting for him in the living
room. Since it was so late, and seeing the sleeping Ruan MingChi, JiHao came up to him and
kissed him for a long time.

Ruan MingChi was awakened by the kiss, and then was dizzy in the next second. For a long
time, he didn’t push the person away until his lips were numb. His breath unsteady, “Why
did you get back so late?”

"There were some things back at the company. JiHao smiled and easily picked up Ruan
MingChi. As he brought him to his bedroom, he said, “Until I can (T/N: do it. hoho).
Remember to cover yourself with the quilt. It’s getting colder, you have to pay attention to
your body.”

Ruan MingChi grabbed his own collar, and “en”-ed, but his body gradually stiffened as they
neared the room.

JiHao threw him on the bed with a smile, and laughed at the nervous eyes. He turned back
to his own room, and took a shower.

Ruan MingChi propped himself up from the bed and looked at the leaving JiHao, feeling a
little uneasy.

It was always like this. He always refused and felt like he was unreasonable.

JiHao didn’t care about this, nor did he want to force him. Anyway, he was certain that Ruan
MingChi would come to him sooner or later. He enjoyed the processes of igniting his lover’s
enthusiasm at the moment.

As a result, the two of them living together did not count as cohabitation.

JiHao didn’t have a lot of money on hand, so it was troublesome to buy all of Ji FaYun’s
shares all at once. However, he also hated that the shares could be bought by others. Ji
FaYung was making indiscreet remarks next to him, so he rapidly prepared his funds. It
was a critical time.

The drama just started filming, and it was going to take at least half a year to finish. Ji
FaYun couldn't wait that long and JiHao also couldn't wait. So for the following period of
time, JiHao continued to socialize.

Since he came to this world, he had followed the rules of the world. He only used a little bit
of power when it was necessary. Most of the time, he was well-behaved, and enjoyed the
process of building his own business empire.

For a hundred years, it wasn’t boring if it was about love.

The drama was slowly filmed. On the other side, JiHao got in touch with the administrators
of major video websites. He discussed with them over dinner, and he planned to sell the
copyrights first. The progress was very slow. After all, he had no sample of the drama, and
he could only sell the copyright based on the script.

After two rounds of eating and drinking, JiHao began to ask the administrators of each of
the major video websites. A month later, JiHao collected his funds and the drama’s
promotional teaser finally came out.

With Ruan MingChi's sturdy career line, JiHao was not worried that the film would not sell.

Sure enough, as soon as the promotional video was released, it was applauded online, and
because JiHao specially selected the theme for Ruan MingChi, even the satellite tv stations
agreed to broadcast it. After the film was reviewed, it would be broadcast on the tv station.

With fame, investments naturally came in. JiHao successfully ate up all of Ji FaYun's shares,
and since then became the only major shareholder of Tiandi Film and Television Company.

Ever since Ruan MingChi starred in the TV series, and became popular. His fame began to
rise and advertising offers also came in.

Ruan MingChi ran around according to the arrangements made by the brokerage company.
As soon as JiHao asked him how much money he made, and Ruan MingChi said the number,
the flames in JiHao's heart flew.

One operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the income was only 250 (2).

Alright!

JiHao decided to make more money, just to buy Ruan MingChi’s company. One person made
money, but it was split between four people. All the meat was gone from the hardworking
person, and only made such a small amount of money.

He had a heartache.

At night, it was rare for both of them to have nothing to do, so they watched the news at
home. JiHao blinked and Ruan MingChi’s WeChat rang.

The roommate sent a message: [I saw you on TV today. Speaking of which, I’ve seen you a
lot lately. Does this mean you’re popular now?]

Ruan MingChi picked up his phone and answered: [Only a 17th rate actor. It’s just a little
acting.]

[How was filming?]

[It was such a short time.]

[Aren’t you rich now? Are you going to buy a house in the city?]

[Can’t afford it.]

[No way, movie stars are very profitable.]

[Those are first and second rate celebrities. I only earn enough for living expenses.]

[There will be no problems, you will definitely get popular. I believe in you.]

[Thank you JiYan.]

After turning off his phone, Ruan MingChi looked up to see JiHao looking at himself. He
immediately decided to confess and be frank, "It was my former roommate."

"You still contact each other?" JiHao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes looked
dangerous.

"Occasionally chat." Ruan MingChi hurriedly explained, "We really only just chat.

At this time, the roommate sent new news.

[Oh right, are you busy lately? I want to invite you to a meal. We’ve lived together for such a
long time, but still never formally met. Once you’ve gotten popular, I would feel sorry for
disturbing you.]

In front of JiHao’s pressuring look, Ruan MingChi replied without thinking: [I’ve been busy
recently, sorry.]

On one side, JiHao was satisfied with little immortal Ruan’s obedience. But on the other
side, he looked at the “friendship line” connected to him, and felt inexplicably sad.

The "friendship line" was too weak, and there seemed to be nothing. This level was far from
being a part of the “five emotions”, but he really didn’t want to give up this friendship
position. What should he do?

He didn’t have to wait slowly for the water to drip to penetrate the stone, right (3)?
(1) 六亲不认. Doesn't recognize one's own close relatives. Disdained to do so. Disown close
relatives.
(2) 二百五. 250. Insane. Stupid person.
(3) Raws: 水滴穿石 --> Correct ver: 滴水石穿. Drops of water wears holes into the stone. It
means that as long as there was perseverance and continuous efforts, one would succeed.
But JiHao doesn't want to wait.
Chapter 41: "That's Why, Give Me the Time at Noon." (Part 1)
Half a year later, the moment Ruan MingChi’s new drama was released, it exploded. Ruan
MingChi’s Weibo fans increased by millions every day, and at the speed of lightning, it was
the same level of those first rate entertainers.

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi, who was now a “flying trapeze” because of the exploding
popularity, but his heart hurt (1). The brokerage company probably knew that Ruan
MingChi wouldn’t stay, so they took advantage of the contract period, and made a lot of
money. As a result, Ruan MingChi would be in City A in the morning, then ran to the Sī Mì
Dá Country in the afternoon (2). Yesterday he was still in Sī Mì Dá but then today he ran to
London again. After going around in circles, he went back to China to attend the evening
party for the finale. He never slept for more than four hours, and the next day he had to
record a variety show.

The demon who was alone at home was very angry.

Early in the morning, he took a plane to the seaside to find Ruan MingChi who was
recording the variety show in an urban area.

In fact, regardless of any star, they would die to have this constantly travelling life before
becoming a celebrity. Ruan MingChi was very tired, but he didn’t resist being busy. After all,
not being busy meant that he was not popular anymore.

Entertainers all wanted to be popular.

Therefore, when JiHao saw Ruan MingChi, even if the person had flown around all day, he
was still full of energy in front of the camera, and worked hard to express himself.

It was beautiful.

Ruan MingChi at this moment reminded JiHao of the boy who won the championship in the
last world. He also had such a bright smile, as if it had turned into the sun and it lit up the
entire world.

Really wanted to kiss him fiercely, and bully him until he cried.

JiHao rubbed Doudou's head, left the crowd and sat on a park bench. He raised the dog in
front of him and asked, “Silly dog, doesn’t your dad look good?”

Doudou looked at him timidly with his ears and tail dangling down.

JiHao rubbed it again, then placed the puppy on the ground. He crossed his legs, and slowly
waited for him.
Everyone knew that recording variety shows were the most tiring. Not to mention this kind
of competitive reality show. A group of celebrities had to make funny actions before the
camera, answer questions, and then be punished again. The abnormal preferences of the
audience caused the celebrities to act out. The worse it was, the better they felt.

Ruan MingChi was sitting on an eject chair and had been thrown into the swimming pool
three times. He choked several times from the water, and finally completed the recording of
the program. He was wrapped in a white bath towel by his assistant and returned to the
hotel with little energy.

The next recording was after the lunch break, so he could take a nap.

Who knew that as soon as he came out of the shower, he saw JiHao sitting on the big bed.

Ruan MingChi looked around in surprise and asked, "Why are you here?"

JiHao said pitifully, "Tell me, how long have you not been home? I missed you, but I can’t
come see you?”

Ruan MingChi looked at Doudou, who was wagging his tail around his feet, and smiled
heartily. He walked over to JiHao and kissed his forehead, “Sorry, I’ve been too busy lately.”

JiHao hugged him and looked up at him, but he spoke domineeringly, "That’s why, give me
the time at noon.”

"Ah?"

Before Ruan MingChi could finish talking, he was wrapped up by JiHao...

...

Doudou really didn’t like humans. After all, in his memory, humans always bullied him. His
new owner (JiHao) also looked at him with pity, causing him to be unable to control his
own bladder.

But he also really liked to save his owner (RMC).

Ruan MingChi saved him, took care of him, and accompanied him so patiently, it healed the
trauma on his soul, so the owner was his favorite owner.

But he didn’t like today’s owner very much.

So noisy!

It was all meaningless noises, and sometimes he would think that he was being called, so he
would wag his tail and go over. As a result, he wasn’t given a glance at all. When he walked
far away again, (RMC) would suddenly cry out again. It caused him anxiety and he would
circle back around again. It wasn’t easy for him to put his front paws on the high platform,
and once he looked up, he was scared into wanting to pee again.

Ahhhhh! The terrible man was staring at him with that gaze again as if he wanted to kill
him.

So scary!

It was really scary!

He was so scared, that his legs turned soft, and he fell to the ground. He wanted to walk
away, but then he heard his owner cry out again. At last, he hesitated, coiled on the ground,
and waited silently.

He fell asleep unconsciously.

In his dream, he dreamed that he had become a fierce and strong big dog, with sharp eyes,
sharp teeth, and dark, shiny hair. He bravely bit the new owner with the terrible eyes,
dragged him far away and then threw him in the trash.

Hahaha!

See how you bully my favorite owner.

Then he woke up.

His owner was still crying.

He really hated that guy!

"汪! Wāng!" Doudou barked.

"Roll!" The voice was as ruthless as ever.

Doudou coiled back into a ball, full of grievances and went back to sleep.

In his dream, he wanted to drag out the bag guy from out of the trash can and drag him far
away. Drag him into the sea!
(1) 空中飞人. Flying Trapeze. A nickname for people who often travel by air.
(2) 思密达国=습니다 국. Sī Mì Dá Country. They call Korea this, because Korean uses 습니
다 (seubnida) at the end of their sentences in formal occasions such as in the news,
speeches, interviews, etc. The actual name for Korea is 韩国 (Há nguó ).
Chapter 41: "That's Why, Give Me the Time at Noon." (Part 2)
When the afternoon recording started, a lot of the people gave Ruan MingChi a meaningful
look.

After all, JiHao was magnificent, and he didn’t cover himself up when he entered Ruan
MingChi’s room. It was no secret how Ruan MingChi became popular in the circle, but
disdain was disdain. The person was now popular, had support from the citizens, and was
favored. At this time, who dared to talk nonsense and make irresponsible remarks.

In short, the entertainment circle was such a divided environment. It looked down on you,
but also boasted you.

Everyone thought that they were not going to record the afternoon program because Ruan
MingChi was with JiHao. But he was actually in excellent condition and won three games in
a row. Even without makeup on, in front of the camera, his face looked good all the time
causing people to scream through the screen.

Even the variety show elders who had been in the entertainment industry for many years
had said in private, “Ruan MingChi is estimated to be popular for a while. He may even rush
to the top in one breath. You guys ah, what you think is not important. There is no harm in
becoming friendlier with him.”

But Ruan MingChi was too busy. After recording today's variety show, he flew back to City
A early the next morning.

However, today’s plans was forcibly cancelled by JiHao and he brought him straight to the
brokerage company. JiHao’s lawyer was already waiting for them. JiHao placed the contract
on the brokerage company’s general manager’s desk and said lightly, "Terminate the
contract. ."

The manager smiled bitterly and said, "I already knew that you were going to do this. Since
you’ve been able to bear it till now, it has been pretty good already.”

JiHao sighed, "It took too much effort to solve the company’s internal troubles. If it had
been resolved earlier, the fine for breach of contract would be bigger. Since you’ve been
straightforward, I’ll be straightforward too. Whenever my company has any opportunities,
we will give you priority. How about that?”

"Yes! Then I will wait for your follow up!" The general manager stood up and shook JiHao's
waiting hand.

The contract was successfully terminated.

On the way back, JiHao contacted the agent and no longer arranged so many activities. At
present, Ruan MingChi would only attend the itinerary that was already made. Any new
itineraries would be determined by him.

Ruan MingChi sighed, "I just got popular..."

JiHao said, "Big trees that rise over the forest are always blown down by the strong wind
(3). You are now popular, and the fans love you. But how long would they love you for.
After this storm passes, you can work on your acting skills, and again be the protagonist of
my new drama. The money earned will be divided between the two of us, alright?”

What could Ruan MingChi say? Even if he was reluctant, he also knew that JiHao was right.
The entertainment circle changed too fast. Every year there were one or two entertainers
who would become popular for some reason. While they were “favored by traffic”, they
could also be submerged by other’s traffic. And in a blink of an eye, there would be no more
traces of them. Audiences would only remember the actors and actresses who really had
the ability. What JiHao had said was not wrong. He should not fear being sediment, as it
was to help him stand firm.

Ruan MingChi didn't speak. Although JiHao was sure that his decision was right, he had to
take into account Ruan MingChi's mood. It’s just that he spoke so certainly, that it was not a
good moment to ask now. If he did, it’d be just asking to hit himself in the face.

JiHao thought for a while and made a decision.

"Ding Dong!"

Ruan MingChi's WeChat sent a notification.

He turned on the phone to see a message from his old roommate.

[Congratulations, so popular!]

[Thank you.] Ruan MingChi’s reply maintained a clear sense of distance. The friendship line
was not clear enough, and it was difficult to maintain a friendship by just relying on texting.

[These days I’ve been watching your dramas with my girlfriend. I told her I was your
roommate, and she didn’t believe me. I’m embarrassed to ask you if you have time to meet
up. You must be very busy now right?]

[I’ve been a little busy lately, but it’ll get better in a couple of days.] Because of the
terminated contract, the confirmed itinerary was still kept, but the new ones were basically
gone.

[How could that be? You can still be popular for a long time. At least more than half a year.
Maybe in the next year, all the news will be about you again.]
[I’m not going to participate in too many events. In the future, I’m going to choose carefully
and probably only participate in activities above A level.]

[Why? I heard that A level is just to earn some fame. What really makes money are those
performances. Those aren’t A level?]

[It’s okay to make less money. Water that flows out in a trickle, takes a long time to exhaust
(4).]

[What do you mean?]

Ruan MingChi glanced at JiHao and concentrated on typing. [Adjusting the state and making
better quality works is the real way of an actor. If I work to only earn money, it will ruin my
reputation and will not benefit the future.]

[Oh, so it’s like this. I didn’t quite understand and made you laugh. But you’re right. My
girlfriend likes one or two stars every year. Once new ones come out, she immediately
abandons the old ones. We can only remember some actors who have had long-term
works.]

...

He chatted with his roommate all the way back. He knew that JiHao was now impatient, and
he took away Ruan MingChi’s phone. “It seems that you’re not tired from yesterday.” Jihao
said, “You don’t want to sleep?”

Ruan MingChi, who was still a little angry, heard "yesterday" and suddenly his ears turned
red. He was once again speechless. He only glanced at JiHao with red eyes, and turned his
head to the side. Seeing him like this, JiHao’s heart felt tickled, and he moved over to kiss
his ear. He then hugged him around the waist and said, “Just sleep on me. It’ll take more
then half an hour to get home.”

Ruan MingChi twisted his body around and finally relaxed again. He leaned on JiHao's
shoulder and closed his eyes.

JiHao scratched Ruan MingChi's chin as if he was teasing a small animal. He smelled the
familiar scent of the person next to him mixed with his own scent, and smiled contentedly.
(3) 木秀于林，风必摧之. Big trees that rise above the forest are always blown down by the
strong wind. People who have outstanding abilities, will find that a lot of people envy and
criticize them.
(4) 细水长流. Water that flows out in a trickle, takes a long time to exhaust. Go about
something little by little without letting up. A small but steady stream.
Chapter 42: The End of the Second World (Part 1)
The entertainment circle was a bright and beautiful world. People longed for it and they
rushed to it like a moth to a fire. Then they were cruelly swallowed by the flames, until they
rotted into a white bone, and became the cornerstone of others’ thrones.

On the one hand, JiHao was selfish, and on the other hand, he wanted to help Ruan
MingChi’s dream. So in order to extend Ruan MingChi’s freshness, after signing him into the
company, he reduced his exposure. But at the same time, he allocated a studio for him,
hired a core team consisting of high quality high pay ace agent and a Public Relations team.
First, he had to help him stand firm in the entertainment industry.

JiHao's approach was wise. Of course, there was also Ruan MingChi's sturdy career lines to
help. So a month after Ruan MingChi’s new drama started, he gradually stopped appearing
in the entertainment circle.

Because the fans who liked him, couldn’t see him, felt reluctant to part. Every day they
cried saying that there was no “food” to eat. The black powdered fans were not able to
collect a lot of information, due to Ruan MingChi’s lack of exposure, so they couldn’t
generate attention (1). Finally, with the help of his agent and the PR team, they strictly
controlled public opinion, and signed a high luxury endorsement for Ruan MingChi. Ruan
MingChi’s figure appeared every day during the prime time, and his posters were also
displayed in various high-end stores. So as to maintain his mysterious princely image, if he
didn’t need to participate in any variety shows, then he didn’t attend them.

Later, the network was swept up with news again of Ruan MingChi filming a new drama.

This time, Ruan MingChi participated in a big IP production, and it was the annual top show
of the year (2). Even before the filming started, three tv stations came to buy the
copyrights. After some bargaining, JiHao and Ruan MingChi’s purses were full again.

Before he entered production, Ruan MingChi received a call that he could not hang up.

It had already been eight months, and now his parents finally gave him a call.

Ruan MingChi frowned at the phone number and said somewhat perplexed, “Why call
now?” He thought that they would call when he started to get popular on the internet. After
all, he never changed his phone number.

When he heard him, JiHao was about to lie down at this time. He only smiled, and hugged
his waist, “Take the call. Maybe they've woken up now and just miss you.”

Ruan MingChi didn't think so, but he pressed the answer button and said, "Mom..."
JiHao laid down on the bed with his eyes closed, relaxed, listening to the conversation
between Ruan MingChi and his mother while smiling slightly.

It was indeed hard to quit gambling, but that didn’t mean that they couldn’t quit. Once they
were cursed to “lose every bet” by the demon, even professional gamblers would plant both
their heels down to ensure that the couple wouldn’t win a hair as long as it was related to
gambling. After all, the so-called gambling addiction was nothing more than the thrill of
winning once out of losing all the other times. Only winning would make one feel the thrill,
but no one would persist if they continued to lose.

Under JiHao’s supervision, it had already been three months. Ruan MingChi’s mother
stopped gambling, and his father who had long lost interest in gambling, found a security
job in the city to pass the time.

After Ruan MingChi got very popular, his parents had tried to find their son, but their
phone calls never connected, and when they arrived at the gates, they were stopped by the
guards. JiHao continued to investigate them until today, and felt that it was ok for family
contact again.

JiHao didn’t think that the parents would easily change, but Ruan MingChi needed familial
affection. Since he needed it for one of Ruan MingChi’s relationship lines, he couldn’t
separate the family for too long. In the end, he could only let them contact each other, and
continue to pay attention to the couple. Before they hurt Ruan MingChi again, he could
teach them a lesson before that.

While listening to Ruan MingChi and his mother talk on the phone, JiHao closed his eyes
and thought to himself. Ruan MingChi’s family line must be restored by now. The love line
and pet line was also clear. Although the friendship line was very light, the slow drops on
the stone were not difficult. The global love line would grow strong as Ruan MingChi gained
more fame, and gained real feelings from his fans. Basically, the second world’s mission
was almost done.

For the rest of the time, he was going to accompany Ruan MingChi until old age, and let him
close his eyes with happiness.

Thinking of little immortal Ruan’s death in the last life, JiHao’s tight eyebrows could not be
relaxed, and his heart felt stuffy and unhappy. So he simply pulled the man into his arms,
and robbed him of his phone, “Give it to me, you have so much to say. I’ve thought about it.
I’ll just go with you back home tomorrow.”

Ruan MingChi was a little annoyed that his phone was taken away, but then he was
distracted by JiHao’s words and raised his eyebrows, “You’ll go back home with me
tomorrow?”

"En." JiHao replied, his hands and feet already acting a little dishonest.
"You...really will accompany me home?" Ruan MingChi couldn’t believe him, and said the
words that were hidden in his heart for a long time, “Aren’t you just chasing me to play me?
You don’t have to go so far as this right?”

JiHao’s hand movements stopped and he turned to look at him. He saw the grievances in
Ruan MingChi’s eyes.

There were a lot of people who became popular. Big and small things would naturally find
themselves in these people’s hands. Even Ruan MingChi knew that he wouldn’t be able to
go far with JiHao. Xi HaoJie had once said in a playful tone, “Yo, Hao’er really has some
skills. How long were you simmered for, before you followed him willingly?”

Xi Haojie was one of JiHao’s foxy friends. He used to bully people with JiHao, and he even
caused Ruan MingChi to be drunk and helped JiHao. The man was greasy and evil. When he
looked at people, he looked at them inappropriately. He was one of the most annoying
people ever.

Ruan MingChi had accidentally met Xi HaoJie when he went to another place and saw him
in the hotel. He had scornfully smiled at him and then said those words.

Once Ruan MingChi heard it, he wanted to forget it. After all, he and JiHao were both men.
Could they really be together for a lifetime? Even married men and women will divorce.
From the beginning, Ruan MingChi always looked at their relationship clearly.

He shouldn't have cared, but this sentence became a needle in his heart. As their
relationship between the two people deepened, it made him feel uncomfortable all the
time.
(1) 黑子们. I'm getting a lot of different answers on this. Some people online say it's black
powder fans, while other people say it's the water army. Either case, black powder fans is a
fan that wants the idol's attention, so they will blacken him (make rude remarks), but
actually like them deep down. While a water army is usually paid, to make blackened
remarks.
(2) 阮明池参加的是大 IP 的制作. T/N: If anyone can clarify what "大 IP" is, that would be
AWESOME. Because I still don't understand after reading a couple of sites...

Chapter 42: The End of the Second World (Part 2)

JiHao felt like stabbing the him when he first entered the small world. If it weren’t because
he was a demon, he would have forgotten who Xi HaoJie was.

When he thought back, it was indeed what he said at the time. Looking at the grievances on
Ruan MingChi’s face, he immediately felt guilty. He held the person in his arms and
patiently persuaded him, "I already broke contact with that kid a long time ago. Don’t tell
me that you can’t tell that my feelings towards you are real? Since I’ve said it, I will go
through with it. I’ll go home with you tomorrow, and in the future, I’ll go home with you
every New Year.”

Ruan MingChi looked at him and smiled, but his eyes were clearly full of disbelief.

JiHao whispered in his ear, "If you don't believe that I like you, why don't I take you abroad
to get married and find a lawyer to split our property. Once our interests are tied together,
you won’t ever worry.”

Ruan MingChi opened his eyes to look at him, "You don’t have to go this far..."

"I have to go this far… I really like you. If you are always doubtful of me, I will also be sad.
So in order to make you believe me, if I could, I’d be willing to take my heart out and give
you half. So that you’ll know that without you, I can’t live on.”

Ruan MingChi's eyes turned red, and he turned to embrace JiHao. In his arms he said, “I’m
not…. I just…. Hai! I don’t know what I should say, in short, I also like you.”

Listening to his soft tone, JiHao smiled, and his arms gradually tightened.

However, the sweet words on the bed had a short shelf life, both for the person speaking
and the person listening.

JiHao didn’t want any more fuss, and he really did find a lawyer to split up the property
within a week. He did it without Ruan MingChi’s knowledge. The company was still not
listed, and the property was easily split. When Ruan MingChi got the documents, he
realized that JiHao really said what he would do. It was all true.

Ruan MingChi cried and laughed for a long time, while being coaxed by JiHao.

Ruan MingChi’s value suddenly skyrocketed like a watered plant. The career line instantly
exploded causing his career to go well.

Whatever he filmed, it became popular. The TV series was sold at a historically high price.
His films won first place at the domestic box office during the Spring Festival, and no one
was able to surpass it for five years. When he stopped filming dramas, he went to shoot
literary and artistic films. He received domestic and foreign awards with those soft hands,
and finally became an international film emperor at age 29.

With Ruan MingChi’s career line blessings, Tiandi Film and Television Company also made
a lot of money. It was finally listed and eventually became a film and television empire. The
works were sold abroad and known as Eastern Hollywood.

JiHao, who had made too much money, had nothing to do. He accompanied Ruan MingChi
to do charities. They built schools in poor mountainous areas, provided medical assistance
to families with severe diseases. Their biggest charity was for stray cats and dogs. They
built a rescue station for stray cats and dogs in every city in the country. They first
sterilized these cats and dogs, and then promoted the charity of adopting animals through
various channels. Because of the investment, in the past decade or so, people’s thoughts
were refreshed regarding raising pets. People were now proud of adopting pets, and now it
was rare to see a stray cat or dog on the streets. They even created a clean and tidy
meadow for pet use.

DouDou passed away a year before the stray cat and dog rescue stations were established.
Ruan MingChi never brought the stray cats and dogs home because he knew that JiHao did
not like these small animals.

But he unconditionally supported his kindness and accompanied him to crazily spend the
money together.

Love was like wine. The longer the time, the more mellow it was. Ruan MingChi no longer
doubted whether or not JiHao loved him. No matter how they started, but since their
relationship could last so long, it had turned pure a long time ago.

Ruan MingChi received too many awards in this life, and was later hired by the Film
Academy to become a prestigious professor. He remained unmarried for life. It was
rumored that he dedicated his life only to performance.

But in fact everyone knew that Emperor Ruan/Professor Ruan had an indispensable lover.
They lived a sweet life and loved each other until Professor Ruan died at the age of 86.
JiHao personally arranged for his lover's funeral and after he pushed everyone away, he sat
in front of his tombstone for ten minutes. When the other’s found out, he had already
closed his eyes to chase after Professor Ruan.

They had no son and no daughters. They lived together until they were old. Their assets
were entrusted to a management company, and established a foundation. All of their
money was for charity. After their death, it would continue to benefit the Chinese people
for a hundred more years.

Therefore, when the younger generation of friends gathered the two elders together, the
young friends knelt down in front of the tombstone and cried, making it difficult for
themselves.

Chapter 43: "Ruan MingChi. Since You've Provoked Me, You Can't Escape."
At this time, JiHao broke away from his old and weak body indifferently. His soul left the
body and he looked reborn again. His body was restored with vigorous vitality, and his
black hair and eyes were full of luster. As a soul, he stood in front of Ruan MingChi’s and his
tomb. This time, he spent a long time standing there, unwilling to leave.
He knew that he was only there to refine the Qin strings. He knew that the small world was
going to disappear, and everything would cease to exist, but he still chose a double tomb for
Ruan MingChi and himself. He was relieved after he confirmed that he was buried with
Ruan MingChi.

But was this really relief?

JiHao looked at the photos on the tombstone, and his heart was filled with sour pain.

If it was said that the first world was a knife that carved into his heart. He could still be
healed, and stay away from the matter for a while. But if the second world was a second
knife, and it fell on the same place. How deep would the pain be? He was afraid that it
would be more difficult to heal.

JiHao sighed and closed his eyes heavily. He grabbed the world veins and pressed it into the
palm of his hands. As a result, the world distorted and disappeared. Even the tombstone in
front of him gradually disappeared.

JiHao used the power from the five relationship lines to refine the string. He folded his
hands together, then pressed down.

Dark magical mist at the bottom of his eyes suddenly appeared, as the hair on the back of
his head started to elongate until it reached the waist. He suddenly flew up and became
fierce looking (1).

Upon opening his eyes, JiHao had returned to reality, and the relaxed look had long
disappeared, and now replaced with dignity.

Looking down, JiHao looked at the string that had been refined. The string was wrapped
around his finger, as if it were lingering, unwilling to leave. His eyes flashed with deep-
rooted pain, before he carefully collected the string into his dantian and nourished it with
his qi (2).

After he finished doing this, did he then look at Ruan MingChi lying by his feet.

No, it was immortal Ruan.

The thoughtless LeZun, Senior Ruan.

They looked the same, but they were completely two different people.

Ruan MingChi would never have this aloof look like immortal Ruan had, with every piece of
hair looking shiny. At the same time, immortal Ruan would never be as important as Ruan
MingChi was in JiHao’s heart. Even though he left the small world, he still felt extremely
stuffy.

JiHao looked away and through the turbulent space (void) (3). The protagonist, Long
AoTian was still angrily searching for him. He even wanted to enter the space with a core
formation (4). But even as a protagonist, this was very unreasonable. However, his core
formation had the ability to shake the space.

When he felt the weak vibrations of the space, he frowned.

A day in heaven was ten years on earth. The time flow of heaven and reality was always
different. He had already spent a whole life time in immortal Ruan’s sea of consciousness,
but within a blink of an eye, he was able to repair a string. It was completely possible to
change his own ending, before the protagonist found an opportunity.

It was just that he suddenly felt tired, weary, exhausted. He didn’t want to do it anymore.

JiHao realized something.

In the process of treating Ruan MingChi, he had drawn a forbidden curse on himself. But
the two worlds had already entered his heart, and the repair of the Qin required a total of
six worlds. By that time, even if he saved his (immortal Ruan’s) life, would he still be able to
leave Ruan MingChi’s side?

He couldn’t, so now he was feeling a bit reluctant.

But the awakened immortal Ruan was not his Ruan MingChi, but was actually the leader of
the three realms. He was regarded as the most elegant and upright person of the world.

Heh! That’s right! So what did this mean? Stupid! Fickle!

If all the people in the world wanted to kill JiHao, he would not be surprised if immortal
Ruan was the first to make a move.

So why did he bind himself to this person?

He had an endless life span. Even if he couldn’t escape his fate sooner or later, he could at
least live freely and happily for thousands of years.

Thousands of years!

It would have been enough.

Forget it, this was fine too.

JiHao stopped thinking and no longer hesitated. He turned and flew away.
But after he flew out for three seconds, he flew back. He saw that because he had left the
space, Ruan MingChi had lost his protection. His clothes were ripped by the turbulent flow
in the space. In the end, he used his heavenly demon qi to wrap him up, and with a black
face, he really left the space.

The Demonic Invasion did not stop because the Demon had severely wounded the
righteous leader, Ruan MingChi. In fact, the demons were now even more encouraged, and
started another round of brutal deaths on the battlefield.

The protagonist AoTian couldn't find JiHao anywhere, and had no choice but to return to
the battlefield.

He would then fight with JiHao, and as the two fought and flew, they unconsciously moved
away from the battlefield. Once again giving the protagonist a chance to kill. (T/N: JiHao
imagined this scene.)

JiHao was too lazy to care about all of this.

He brought Ruan MingChi through the turbulent space. When he felt that he was in the
right area, he ripped open the space barrier and flew to the top of a beautiful mountain.

He wasn’t clear on where he was. Everywhere he looked had mountains, and it looked
untouched and lush. JiHao flew around and picked and choosed. He chose a big mountain
that was to his taste, and stopped.

There was something particular about this place.

As soon as JiHao was placed into this book, he was already on the battlefield. Before he
could recover, he had already almost beat Ruan MingChi to death. Afterwards, he was too
busy saving himself and spent two lifetimes in the two worlds. At this time, he found out
that he didn’t even know where he lived.

That’s right.

In the woods, there was the Heavenly Demon Palace.

The book did not elaborate on the specific location of the Heavenly Demon Palace. He didn’t
even know how to return to the Demon Realm.

Very good. He was now a wandering demon. Did anyone want to adopt him?

He remembered once again the cats and dogs he raised in his last life.

How could he compare himself to them.

Once he thought of this, JiHao dropped down from the sky. With a flick of his finger, the
mountain was smoothly cut in half, and became a flat platform.

Afterwards, he carved up the mountain peak, and finally placed a four-sided house on the
platform. Then he flew over.

The house was 100 square meters., but it was very simple and spacious. Besides the
windows on the wall, there was nothing else.

JiHao walked to the bed, and his demon qi that had wrapped up Ruan MingChi slowly
drifted away. When he was about to place him on the bed, he stopped again and sighed. He
took off his coat, and covered the bed, before placing Ruan MingChi down.

Ruan MingChi was extremely injured, and he could hardly feel his vitality while lying down
quietly. There was no heartbeat, as if the body had completely died.

However, this monk was different from ordinary people, and his sea of knowledge had the
fundamentals of a monk (5). Ruan MingChi also already had a refined string, so he was
undoubtedly still alive, and able to protect his body.

Even though he had been with him for two lifetimes, he was never tired of the beautiful
appearance. Since he was so familiar, he knew the beauty of the body. He also knew the
smile that was branded onto the bottom of his heart.

JiHao stood next to the bed and fixedly stared at him. Finally, his eyes fell on the slowly
dripping blood at the corner of his mouth, and wiped it with his thumb.

It was originally going to be an impatient and violent movement, but when his fingers
touched the soft lips, his heart softened again, and his hands became soft and light. It was
unwilling to press down hard.

When he finished his actions, and he recovered, he became disgusted with himself.

Now look. He had only gone through two worlds, but his actions had already become so
natural. If he continued on, could he really separate from Ruan MingChi? According to Ruan
MingChi’s character description in the book, it was impossible for him to stay.

JiHao thought up to here and his heart was full of unwillingness. His thoughts ran wild, but
then he thought of something else.

That wasn’t right.

Ruan MingChi couldn't beat him. Before he brought him back to life, the body wouldn’t be
able to leave him. Wouldn’t this still be considered as his? If he wanted to kiss, then he
could kiss. If he wanted to...

Just for a moment, JiHao was addicted to this idea and could not control himself.
He slowly bent down to kiss the unconscious man’s lips, then he bit the lower lip. His teeth
put a little pressure and pulled at the lips, and then he let go.

"Ha ha ha ha!" JiHao laughed crazily.

Of course!

He wanted the Ruan MingChi from the small words.

But he also wanted the immortal Ruan in the real world!

He wanted the “Pearl of the Three realms” (RMC) and to become the protagonist’s Shifu’s
man. He couldn’t believe it! He’d rather die!

He looked at the man and said threateningly, "Ruan MingChi. Since you’ve provoked me,
you can’t escape.”

After that, dark blood gathered in front of JiHao’s forehead, and fell onto the sleeping man’s
forehead. In the process of slowly entering the next world, JiHao once again covered Ruan
MingChi’s lips, his eyes full of madness.

And then.

His eyesight darkened.

His consciousness paused for a bit, before rushing towards the light of the next world.

After JiHao entered the small world, he stopped paying attention to the outside world. The
small world had a life span of 100 years, but in reality it was only a few breaths. He didn’t
believe that anyone would chase after them during this time.

Therefore, because of his overconfidence, JiHao didn’t see Ruan MingChi suddenly opening
his eyes to the outside world.

As soon as that “Ruan MingChi” opened his eyes, he found himself being hugged and kissed
by JiHao. His eyes sparkled with a flash of annoyance. But he couldn’t care about this
terrible posture, as he once again closed his eyes and chased after JiHao’s consciousness,
also falling into the chaos.

...

"Go away!"

As soon as JiHao woke up, he was holding a black wooden stick, and was poking a person’s
back.
This wooden stick was about one meter long and was carefully carved. The handle of the
stick was smooth, and fit perfectly in his hands. The end of it had a thickness of a coin. The
end of the stick struck at the man’s waist, with full strength. As if he wanted to stab through
the man.

The other person cried out in pain, his feet softened, and he fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the man was wearing winter clothes, and the thick black down jacket was very
thick. It wrapped around his body like a big black bear lying on the ground. He could not
see the figure at all.

JiHao's walking stick seemed to poke at where it was most painful. The man laid on the
ground, and after some time, was he then able to support his lower back, and slowly prop
himself up to see JiHao.

Ruan MingChi: !?

After he saw the man’s face clearly, JiHao’s heart thumped for awhile, and he wanted to
stand up.

But for some reason, he couldn’t transfer any energy to his legs. As if he was blocked by
something waist down. He looked down in surprise, and found out that he was sitting on a
wheelchair, and his legs were covered by a gray gridded woolen cloth.

Seeing himself like this, it seemed that he was handicapped!

(1) 张牙舞爪. Bare fangs and brandish claws. Be fierce-looking.
(2) 丹田. Dantian. If you don't really read Xianxia, dantian is the core, in which qi is
concentrated in. Qi is basically spiritual energy... among other explanations.
(3) Turbulent space. Cultivators when they're at a certain level, can open their own "space"
in which they can enter. It's basically another dimension. This is a very vague definition lol.
(4) From lowest level to highest cultivation: Qi Condensation --> Foundation establishment
--> Core formation --> Nascent soul --> Immortal ascension.
(5) 修士. IDK. Monk? Friar? What?

Chapter 44: It was All in His Head.

Because the shock was so great, JiHao couldn't even care about the young man sitting on
the ground with the gloomy face. He couldn’t wait to look at the world line.

The webs connecting this world were quite fractured. The webs should have looked like a
spider web, but now it was full of holes, making one feel bleak. But what surprised him the
most was that Ruan MingChi’s career line was once again ever so thick and strong.
Besides that, he could only feel the love line that was connected to him. All his other
relationship lines had disappeared into the void.

It was broken so badly, could it possibly be the F (fa) string?

The “F (fa)” string was the Qin’s main attack, but it was also the first string to be hit by
JiHao. At that time, JiHao didn’t hold back, so now the string was broken into three-four
parts. It was the most difficult to repair.

Of course, in order to cooperate with the strings that he had broken into parts, he could not
confirm which string it was.

"Young Master..." Before JiHao could look into it more, the young man had stood up from
the ground with difficulty, and with a blank face, said respectfully, “It’s time for your
physical therapy. If it gets any later, the water will be cold.”

JiHao had to put aside his doubts for the time being and looked at the young man, “Is your
waist ok?”

The young man lowered his eyes and said, "It doesn't hurt. I will push young master to do
therapy.”

"Let me see it." JiHao was very worried, and wanted to rush up to check on his injury. He
could clearly remember that he had used a lot of strength earlier. Because he had just
entered the world, he had subconsciously put in some demon qi and stabbed the person.

The young man finally looked up at JiHao this time, turned around, took off his black coat,
and then slowly lifted the clothes at his waist. In order to let JiHao see clearly, he took two
steps back, and knelt down. He bowed his back to reveal a half-white abnormal waist, while
prostrating on the ground to let JiHao look at it carefully.

JiHao noticed that the youth was lifeless and overly obedient. After all, he and the youth
had been husbands for two worlds, but Ruan MingChi never had such a low status. With
this action, it drew an insurmountable gap between the two. As if their picture had been
torn apart, and now there was a bottomless abyss between them.

"Mingchi?" JiHao called out his name, and felt a little uneasy towards his lover.

But his lover did not react. As if he did not hear JiHao’s voice, he maintained the overly
humble posture, motionless.

JiHao sighed in his heart. His eyes fell on the waist and saw the striking red mark that was
slowly oozing blood.

He was wearing such thick clothing, but was still injured. Just exactly how much effort did
he use at that moment?

JiHao, who usually spoiled the other, had caused the man before him to suffer such injuries.
He wanted to pull him up, but he had no strength in his legs. He struggled to bend over and
reach over to him, but couldn’t reach. He was only able to raise his voice, “Stand up, and
come a little closer. In front of me.”

Ruan MingChi followed each instruction one by one. He got up from the ground, walked to
JiHao. He stood motionlessly while holding his clothes.

JiHao was able to see clearly, just how thin this person was. The skin wrapped around his
bones, as if he had no meat, and the tail vertebrae had deeply sunk. After a closer look, he
could clearly see the abnormal color of the skin, like a withered flower, covered with
wrinkles and sagging.

JiHao was really distressed.

What kind of torture had his little immortal gone through in this world? With this
appearance, it looked like he was about to die.

He raised his hand and touched the wound caused by his own hand, and almost knocked
into the spine. Although no blood flowed down, the strong hit still formed blood spots
under the skin.

He wanted to raise his hand to knead the wound, and then he remembered that cuts that
bled should be iced. Before he was able to use the power of the heavenly demon, he
suddenly felt a large pressure on himself, “Do you still remember where the first aid kit is?”

He spoke very smoothly, and the person listening, walked forward without a word. He kept
walking and never looked back. He opened the door and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

JiHao took back his hands, frowned and closed his eyes to take advantage of the time to
look at the world’s “summary”.

If he didn’t read it, then he wouldn’t know.

Once he read it, he felt like it was trying to kill him.

JiHao’s family background was excellent this time. He was born into a wealthy old family,
and had investments in all walks of life. He was a world-class tycoon who had too much
money to count.

It was not rare for him to appear in the world’s top richest people list. No media dared to
disturb the family’s purity either. He belonged to a family of invisible bigwigs. If they made
a move, the country would tremble.
Since they probably placed their golden finger on fortune, their family had always been
small. By the time it was JiHao’s generation, the whole family was only left with the three of
them in the big house.

JiHao was weak since he was young, and his body loved to be sick. Out of the 365 days, he
was healthy for 30 days. It turns out that money could not solve everything. Anyway, JiHao
was born with genetic defects, so his body was too weak.

This was already miserable, and his life was not good either. Then when he was twelve
years old, he got into a car accident and lost his legs. This was still considered fortunate as
he was completely attached to the bed.

After the car accident, JiHao's parents found an expert fortune-teller for him. The fortune
teller calculated that his life line was too thin and he would die young. They needed to find
a man whose five elements were all prosperous and were cut off from his relatives, in order
to weaken the life calamity.

So Ruan MingChi, who was only nine years old, came to his house.

JiHaokong is rich and wealthy, but was unable to live a happy life. After breaking his leg, he
became more irritable and arrogant. He sometimes regarded Ruan MingChi as his only
friend, and sometimes he took his anger out on Ruan MingChi. He was moody and
extremely difficult to serve.

Otherwise, Ruan MingChi was still able to live like a human being besides JiHao.

An accident happened six months ago.

JiHao and his family went out and got into a car accident. JiHao and Ruan MingChi survived,
but both parents died. So JiHao, who was now an orphan, inherited the huge family
property, and stayed there everyday. His temper gradually became more and more unruly,
and Ruan MingChi’s life did not go well either.

At this extent, JiHao didn’t think it was that hard to solve it. As long as he controlled his
emotions and treated Ruan MingChi better, he could always coax the person back.

However, the interesting “summary” actually dug a huge pit for him.

JiHao, who had lost his legs, was afraid of loneliness. So he coaxed Ruan MingChi into falling
in love with him. He was kind to him, and the stunned person who was coaxed, also
developed some feelings for him. He pierced through Ruan MingChi and bullied him more
and more. After he had bullied enough, and finished appreciating Ruan MingChi’s
embarrassment, JiHao would apologize and become even nicer. When he felt that the time
was almost up, he told Ruan MingChi that he didn’t like men at all. People who liked men,
like Ruan MingChi, were perverts. Disgusting!
It was all in his head (1).

Gradually, Ruan MingChi set up layers of protection in his heart and hid his heart deeply.
He no longer cared whether or not JiHao was good to him, he continued to live day by day.
Until JiHao’s consciousness entered the small world.

Actually, before JiHao’s consciousness entered the small world, the string’s worlds were in
chaos, and there was actually no self-consciousness. It needed JiHao’s effort to wake up the
strings in order to activate the world.

As a matter of fact, this “summary” was only simple background information, and did not
actually happen. At least, JiHao was able to understand the script he had taken, and knew
what he had to do in the future.

However, Ruan MingChi would not understand. In his memory, all his experiences were
real. The pain on his skin was real. And his broken heart was also real. The isolation and
suffocating environment was also very real.

(T/N: To JiHao, it’s all a book. So he’s glad that he hasn’t done anything to RMC. But RMC is
an actual person in the small world, and of course would think that this is his real world.)

Having been teased again and again, his hope then turned into disappointment, wiping
away the light in Ruan MingChi’s eyes. It now turned into bitter hatred, and he longed for
the death of the “young master”.

He wanted to escape from here, and breath under the sun outside. So he put a gray hard
shell on the outside, which faced the painful torture, while in his heart he planned
operation “Plum-Peach Substitute” (2).

JiHao’s daily therapy was to soak in water, but it also had poison in it. The colorless and
odorless poison had invaded JiHao’s lungs. The god of death had already arrived with a
raised sickle behind him.

Once he saw this, JiHao’s eyebrows were raised.

Although Ruan MingChi in the first two worlds looked simple and cute, his career was
always good. It was only because his career line was so strong, that he never had a strong
desire to fight.

But in this world, Ruan MingChi, who felt imprisoned, had an equally strong career line, but
where could he get a career from? Was he going to leave here and recreate a business
empire, or driven by his hatred, take the enemy’s wealth away.

JiHao thought that if it was himself, he would have chosen the latter.

He was an orphan.
He was disabled.

He was thin and weak.

A guy who was so evil, had the wealth to control a country.

It really caused one's eyes to turn red.

JiHao took a deep breath, and his throat felt a strong itch. He couldn’t help but to cover his
mouth and cough until he was breathless.

When he looked at his hand, the palm was full of bright red blood.

It was estimated that he only had a few days to live after being poisoned.

JiHao looked down at the palm of his hand, and the corner of his mouth tilted up into a
smile.

Thinking about the relationship between himself and Ruan MingChi in this life, he found it
fascinating. His cute pitiful rabbit was now a cruel snake. This vicious beauty also made him
want to completely conquer him. Let him struggle, curse, and madly bite with his sharp
teeth. Afterwards, he wanted him to cry and beg for mercy, as his belly bulged out. (T/N:
Woah there dirty-minded JiHao.)

He stopped coughing.

JiHao listened to the approaching footsteps and licked his canine teeth.

The eyes shivering with excitement, as the magic mist in his eyes now overflowed.

Ruan MingChi came back outside while dragging a medical box. The box was a little too big
at one meter high and one meter long (3 feet by 3 feet). Fortunately, it could be dragged
through the door. He placed it in front of JiHao. After he opened it, he didn’t move. He
waited for JiHao’s arrangement, and he looked very obedient.

JiHao has already seen the distress in his eyes, and then planned to conquer the vicious
beauty in another way. So he lazily leaned back into his wheelchair and said, “No need.
Take it away.”

Ruan MingChi seemed to have expected such a result. He closed the medical box and
dragged it away.

Since taking off his down jacket before, Ruan MingChi had been walking around wearing
only a thin warm coat. As for why such a rich rich man did not have central air conditioning
or floor heating, a “mental disorder” was enough to explain everything. In his back and
forth trip, Ruan MingChi’s hands and feet had frozen into numbness. But he didn’t have a
single thought of refusing JiHao’s orders. He dragged the box into the long corridor with an
expressionless face. His eyes were lowered and they were black and endless.
(1) 蛇精病. Means 神经病. They both sound similar. Means: Neuropathy. Mental disorder.
It's used in Chinese as: Something is wrong with his head.
(2) 李代桃僵. Plum taking the place of Peach. Idiom for substituting for the real thing,
sacrifice oneself for another person, substitute one thing for another.

Chapter 45: Fish that had Eaten the Bait had Greater Ambitions.
When Ruan MingChi put away the medical box and returned, JiHao had already pushed his
wheelchair to his desk. The light of the opened laptop reflected on his face. In this dark old
castle, he looked particularly gloomy.

Ruan MingChi's eyelashes trembled for a moment, then he walked up to the person and
whispered, “Young master, you have to do therapy. The water is going to be cold soon.”

JiHao didn't pay attention to him, and continued to look through the internet to read the
news. The light from the laptop changed as his mouse moved around. His eyes reflected a
light of uncertainty.

After a while, Ruan MingChi could only urge him again, "Young Master..."

"咻!" Xiū !

JiHao threw the mouse and it slightly touched Ruan MingChi’s forehead before flying
further away. It finally hit the wall, and broke into two pieces.

JiHao had thrown it with a lot of his strength. Ruan MingChi looked at the mouse “corpse”
on the ground, and had no doubt that if he had been hit. His head would be bleeding, and he
would probably get a concussion.

"Shut up." JiHao raised his eyes and looked at him with pity, “Whether or not that thing was
useful, you and I both know well. In the future, if you make me soak in the water, I will
throw you into the water and drown you.”

At this time, Ruan MingChi couldn't calm down. His eyes flashed quickly, and then quietly
clenched his fist, “The doctor said that there is still hope for your legs. As long as you do
therapy every day….”

"Did I say that I won’t do therapy?" JiHao interrupted him again, and slowly controlled the
wheelchair to go around the table. He came up to Ruan MingChi, and looked at him for a
few seconds. He then moved the control knob on his wheelchair and with a buzzing sound,
he said without looking back, “Go to my bedroom and get on the bed. You help me do
therapy.”

"But you haven't taken the medicine bath yet." Ruan MingChi said with a slight urgent voice
behind him.

"Come here." JiHao changed his habit, and didn’t want to say much. He ordered him with a
deep voice.

Ruan MingChi bit his lower lip, and from the dark numb eyes, there was finally some luster,
it flashed by quickly with an ounce of anxiety.

JiHao's home is large, but it was too much space for only one person. He spent a third of his
life mostly lying on a bed anyway.

He controlled the wheelchair to the bed and turned to look at Ruan MingChi. Ruan MingChi
stepped forward without saying a word and held him up.

Ruan MingChi looked calm and skilled, but JiHao, who had lost his legs, was not light. Ruan
MingChi, who was also thin, needed to hold his breath while holding the person up. When
the two bodies were close together, Ruan MingChi felt an aversion to him. Even for a
moment, he wanted to throw the person out.

But he held back.

He pretended to obediently gently pick up the person, and then carefully placed the person
on the bed. Just like the days before, after covering him with a quilt, he would slowly pull
the hands out.

But today he wasn’t able to do so.

A hand was wrapped around his neck. The person lying on the bed was sick and
handicapped, but because he was able to eat and drink delicious things, and there were also
lots of people outside who helped him exercise, take a shower, and even dressed him up…
There was even a hospital outside, and medical staff were on call all the time… his upper
body which could move, did not lack strength.

His face still maintained a handsome appearance.

But what about it.

His neck was now being held, and he was immobile. He was looked at by eyes that were
suddenly full of emotions, but could not see into their own heart.
Ruan MingChi wanted to say: So what? Still a scum.

JiHao put his arms around his shoulder and looked at Ruan MingChi warmly. There was no
need to disguise it. He continued to look at him like this, and spoke a lover’s honeyed words
easily, “I lost my tempers, I’m sorry. Don’t get angry with me. I just felt like it’s been too
hard. You know how it is, it’s been hard, and I almost feel like I’m going to collapse. So, can
you forgive me? Don’t leave me, besides you, I have no one else. Only you.”

JiHao looked into Ruan MingChi's eyes, but it was dark, and he couldn’t see the familiar
emotions. He wasn’t anxious, but his arms slowly put pressure and pulled Ruan MingChi
down to kiss him.

In Ruan MingChi's calm eyes, there was finally some emotion.

Disgust.

Strong nausea.

Therefore, his acting ability was still not good enough. If it was little immortal Ruan of the
last world, he would probably feel as if he was deeply in love.

The lips gently touched for a moment, and then JiHao let him go.

He suspected that if he tried to kiss deeply, Ruan MingChi would probably want to cut off
his own husbands…. The nails of this vicious beauty were still a little long.

"Are you still angry?" After releasing Ruan MingChi, JiHao looked at him eagerly.

"No." Ruan MingChi resisted the urge to wipe his mouth with his sleeve and answered
without any voice fluctuations.

JiHao smiled and patted his side, "Get on the bed."

Ruan MingChi's original idea was still not dead, “It’s still early, and you still haven’t taken a
bath yet today. I’ll go reheat the water, and after you soak in it, I will help you do therapy.”

The smile on JiHao's face faded, and his just warmed eyes were now filled with ice, “When I
said that I’m not going to soak, did you not hear me? Is it because I’m crippled and have no
parents so you think you can bully me?” After a pause, JiHao said quietly, “The garden is so
big, isn’t it time that I add some fertilizer.”

Ruan MingChi's chest heaved twice. He finally climbed into the bed reluctantly and nestled
into JiHao’s arm. He rested his head on JiHao’s shoulder and remained motionless.

JiHao also became quiet.

He gently hugged the thinnest little immortal Ruan he had ever held. His heart was in
distress, but his bad thoughts could not be stopped. Every breath he took, was full of
burning pain, but he was slowly secretly excited. It was making him feel eager to do
something he had never done to little immortal Ruan.

Bully him.

Bullying in the real sense.

So when his finger touched the overly distinctive spine, JiHao paused and pressed down
with some strength. Ruan MingChi who was like a dead fish, was shocked into pain and
pressed into JiHao’s arms.

"Hurts? That's good, you are still healthy here." JiHao said quietly, "I heard that there are
research institutes abroad that are studying spine replacement. If it succeeds, would you be
able to give your spine to me? This way, we would truly be together.” (T/N: O_O)

No voice came from his arms. JiHao turned his head slightly to look at him meaningfully.

Ruan MingChi’s spine was so painfully pressed by JiHao, but he forced himself to look up at
Jihao. His thick eyelashes were like fluttering butterflies. In the end, his eyes revealed his
true force and sounded an inaudible “en”.

JiHao smiled pleased, "Since you can give me your life, why can’t you give me your love? I
like you so much, and I’m even willing to use your bones. But you always make me
unhappy. Is it because I’m handicapped, so I can’t give you happiness?”

"Why?" Ruan MingChi looked up again, with a wooden smile on his face, "Why do you think
I don't love you?"

"Because there is no light in your eyes."

"My love does not have light.”

"How could there be no light? I still remember the first time I saw you. You were standing
in the sun, timidly smiling. I liked the you back then. But look at yourself. You’re getting
thinner and thinner. When I look at you, I feel like I’m looking at myself, as if I’m looking
into a mirror. I don’t like this darkness, I want to see you standing in the sun again.”

They never had such a conversation before. When Ruan MingChi heard the deep meaning
behind the words, his heart started beating violently. He felt that JiHao must have felt his
eagerness.

Therefore, in order to suppress the crazy growth of wild hope, he took the initiative to hug
JiHao's waist and said, "Are you going to drive me away? I don't want to go anywhere. I just
want to stay with young master.”
"Little fool, how can I push you away?" JiHao smiled. "My health is getting worse and worse.
I might be dead at any moment. Instead of handing over the large family property to a
relative I’ve never met before, it’s better for you to help me deal with it. The projects that
don’t make money can be sold, and those that are profitable can be put together and given
to charity. Maybe Lord Yan (King of Hell) would see all the good things I did and give me a
healthy body in the next life.”

JiHao turned over and wanted to hug Ruan MingChi with both hands, but found it difficult
to exert force and laughed at himself, "Look at me, this waste. What is the use of living? You
help me out, and after you finish, I will leave this house for you. When I’m really gone, you'll
at least have a place to stay for the rest of your life.”

"Good or not good?"

Ruan MingChi's throat slipped, and could hardly suppress the tremor in his voice, "Young
Master will live for a hundred years, and I will always be with you." After a pause, and
afraid that JiHao would change his mind and refuse, "But it is good to do more charity.
Grandma said that good karma will be given to you in the next life, as well as lots of
blessings. That institute you were talking about earlier… Maybe one day, the research will
succeed.”

"So when the time comes, will you give me your spine?" JiHao asked him again.

Ruan MingChi nodded again, "En."

This time JiHao's smile really reached his eyes, and even the finger pressing on Ruan
MingChi's spine was now gently comforting him. Ruan MingChi breathed a sigh of relief,
and the sweat on his forehead came out in a rush.

"Then I should work hard. Alright, push me to take a bath. I will wait until that day.”

"I’ll go change the water." Ruan MingChi hurriedly got up and left.

JiHao laid in bed with a playful smile after the door was closed. He was only able to
suppress the poison in his body into a small corner with his demon qi. He didn’t care about
the disabled legs.

Although he had a hunch that if he used the power of the Heavenly Demon, the world
would not collapse. He still did not dare to try it, and moreover, he still had uses for his
handicapped legs.

When Ruan MingChi changed the water and came over to push him, JiHao looked at the
green liquid in the bath and smiled.

So, after eating the fish bait, and now had greater ambitions, he didn’t dare use the same
trick to break the fish net again (1)?

He personally gave Ruan MingChi a brighter future, which was also equivalent to putting a
rope around Ruan MingChi's neck, pulling him and controlling him, but letting him run
forward.

Look, the poison in the water was gone.

(1) 鱼死网破. Either the fish dies, or the net breaks. One of them. Will die.

Chapter 46: It was Between the Two of Them

There was no shortage of professional managers in such an old big family. There were no
less than 20 professional managers employed by the family, totalling to about 300 people,
making investments in all walks of life all over the world.

Money, the more money he made, the more there was.

There were hardly any unprofitable industries.

After all, the foundation was so thick. If the industry wasn’t making any money, then just
immediately withdraw the money. Although this was ruthless, it was also a method that
guaranteed the continuation of the family’s wealth.

JiHao had intentions to give Ruan MingChi the power. He also wanted to see just how far
Ruan MingChi’s career would expand, before he decided to act against him. So when he was
taking a bath, JiHao contacted his chief investment agent via video and introduced Ruan
MingChi to him.

A wise man did not need to speak many languages. When JiHao pushed Ruan MingChi to
the front, it was equivalent to giving him a key to freely enter and exit the gate.

After the video was over, JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi. This time he was able to clearly see
the burning light in his eyes. It was an excitement that couldn’t be hidden no matter what.

"This is not enough." JiHao said, "Starting tomorrow, I will take you to go around the
companies. It’ll be a lot of work, you have to be prepared."

Ruan MingChi tried to hide his eagerness and calmly “en”-ed. He placed a towel on JiHao’s
lap and massaged him.

He was only a servant who was adopted to avoid disaster, but he was even able to touch a
corner of the wealth. At this moment, Ruan MingChi felt that he got some kind of twisted
luck.

He was like a seed that had grown through the twisted cracks in the stone, and sprouted
green leaves in the sun. Even when a stone pressed down on the leaves, it still grew tall and
quickly.

For the first time, he willingly took care of the scum.

JiHao, who was messaged on the legs, felt nothing. He had completely lost functions below
his waist. It was already a pain to wear adult diapers all the time, let alone as a man, he
could not accept it.

So Ruan MingChi was very relaxed as he accompanied JiHao to talk about a disgusting
hypocritical love. In fact, he was just playing a love game with the cold and lonely scum.

He could take care of him without any psychological burden, even at this time.

But today was a little different.

The man soaking in the bathtub hooked his finger, the color of his eyes were a little dark,
and said, "Come in."

Ruan MingChi froze and looked at him in confusion.

The man said, "I want to hold you. The entire time.”

Ruan MingChi understood. He looked at the man, then looked at the green liquid. He clearly
rejected him, but he was like a fish being pulled by the fishing line. No matter how hard he
struggled, there was only one final result.

After playing several rounds of the love game, he realized that he could fake love the scum.
Even if he took a step closer, it was still a waste scum.

Ruan MingChi grabbed JiHao’s hand. Due to the steam, his hair was particularly dark, and it
wrapped around the overly white face. His delicate features had a beautiful and cold smile.
He raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt.

...

The next day Ruan MingChi woke up in an unfamiliar bed. As soon as he was awake, he was
so annoyed he almost crushed his teeth.

He was an outright waste, but was able to come up with so many tricks. He should have cut
off the network of the castle. He didn’t know where JiHao saw it, but he wanted to castrate
those sites.
He took a deep breath, and reopened his eyes. The person next to him was still sleeping.
The faint light from the window showed through, and outlined the man’s deep sleeping
profile. But it also made Ruan MingChi sick.

He bit his lower lip and turned away from the man to get out of bed. He looked all over for
his underwear, but couldn’t find it. Finally, he opened the man’s closet to find clothes to put
on, closed the door, and left.

As soon as he left, JiHao opened his eyes.

So comfortable.

In the last world, it took him two months of coaxing, before he could bring the person back.
Then it took him another half a year before he could truly eat. Who would have thought
that the seemingly tragic “World of the Qin Strings” would have such good welfare
treatment. He only needed to stare at little immortal Ruan, and he would obediently paste
himself to his side. Even if he was bullied, he didn’t dare to refuse.

Ruan Xiaoxian, who was carefully spoiled by himself in the previous two lives, turned out to
have a much lower bottom line?

Accidentally, he had played a little too much.

Therefore, those who knew that they could not be forced were very cruel. JiHao had woken
up as soon as Ruan MingChi moved, but did not stop him. The days were long anyway. This
kind of benefit was not going to be enjoyed only once. He was going to take his time.

After lying in bed for a night, his back had become numbed. JiHao found that it was difficult
to turn over. He no longer cared, and waited silently.

Sure enough, Ruan MingChi, who had just left, pushed the door in again and squatted
beside the bed, whispering softly, "Young master, time to get up. The plane is waiting for us
at the airport."

JiHao, who was clearly awake earlier, cracked his eyes open at this time. He thought for a
moment with a dull appearance, “Where are we going by plane?”

Ruan MingChi bit his lips, but reminded him, "You said that you want to inspect the
companies today."

JiHao pulled the quilt over his head and said, "So annoying. Not going."

The smile on Ruan MingChi's face disappeared. His eyes flashed rapidly and his brain
thinked quickly, and finally said, “Alright. Since young master hasn’t slept enough, I’ll
accompany young master to sleep again.”
JiHao pulled down the quilt, and turned his head to look at him. His eyes were a lot clearer,
“When did you get up? You even already got your clothes on?”

"I just got up. I was afraid of disturbing your sleep.”

"Oh." JiHao seemed to think of something, and there was a trace of evil in his eyes. "Is your
body okay? How does it feel?"

"..." Ruan MingChi squeezed out two words from his lips. "Very good."

"Then let’s do it like this in the future. Although I’m useless, I was still able to make you feel
good. I’m awesome, aren’t I?”

"..." Ruan MingChi couldn’t say the things he wanted to say in his heart, but he was also
afraid of being discovered. He put his head on JiHao’s shoulder and gave a stuffy “en”.

JiHao teased the person for a while, and the mood was exceptionally good. In addition, he
really didn’t want to be cut off by the prepared “big knife” at this time. It was too early, and
his preparations were not enough. So he patted Ruan MingChi on the shoulder and said,
“Help me wash up. Now that I think about it, I promised to take you around the companies.”

Ruan MingChi shook his head, "I fell asleep because I was too tired yesterday. Now I want
to understand what I can do with charity, and give you good news. I want to go with you,
but there’s a matter of your legs. Why not do it later.”

JiHao hugged Ruan MingChi, "I know you are worried, but my health has not been good
recently.”

"Okay. You go inspect the companies, and I’ll help you contact the best local doctor. I
believe in science."

"But the charity that should be done has to be done. You have to do this. I only believe in
you." JiHao pulled on Ruan MingChi’s hand and persuaded him for half a day.

JiHao's moods were fickle, and Ruan MingChi had suffered a lot from them. He didn’t dare
to take his word seriously and couldn’t help but verify it repeatedly.

Now that JiHao had once again promised him, the tight corners of his mouth were relaxed.
After JiHao coaxed him with a couple more words, he couldn’t wait to pack his luggage.

The Ji family's industry was too big, and almost all of it was handled by the professional
management personnel. Only the general manager directly reported to the power holders
of the Ji family. In the past, sometimes on a whim, JiHao would inspect the industry and not
come back for a month.

Ruan MingChi couldn’t wait to leave here.

This was a huge cage. It wasn’t even a gold wired cage, it was instead covered with thorns,
rusted spots, and even stains of blood. The odor everywhere, made him nauseous.

But he was imprisoned from the day he entered here. Like a dog with a chain, and the end
of the chain was held by JiHao. Only when led, could he then move.

Once upon a time, he hoped that JiHao would die soon. He could not wait for the god of
death to harvest him, and wave the sickle to cut off his head.

He couldn't wait to escape.

But now, such thoughts faded with the other party’s words.

Another kind of ambition began to sprout and flourish. He wanted to sit in this luxury
private plane like JiHao, and enjoy the wine and food. His thoughts could not stop, as the
ideas had already gone crazy.

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to transfer as much of JiHao's property as

possible. And maybe next time, this plane would be under his name.

Ruan MingChi studied finance at university, but he had no practical experience. Since he
had a strong career line, he was also given a smart head. The knowledge he had
accumulated over the years were enough to let him know how to eat the whale and
swallow the entire Ji family.

"Mingchi." There was a sudden voice by his ear, and when he turned to look, he saw JiHao
writhing on his chair like a maggot. Then he said pitifully, ‘I’m not comfortable. Help me
adjust it.”

Ruan MingChi narrowed his eyes, and his long eyelashes blocked the light in his eyes. He
came to JiHao's side, patiently adjusted his sitting posture, and finally even knelt on the
ground to carefully arrange his shoes and socks.

The flight attendant in the plane saw this scene, and had both curiosity and slight contempt
in their eyes. The flight attendant raised their eyebrows, and then set their sights on
elsewhere.

After he finished, Ruan MingChi stood up from the ground. Before he fully straightened up,
JiHao held his hand, and his soft lips stuck to the back of his hand. He said sincerely, “Thank
you. Only when you are by my side, can I feel so comfortable. What can I do without you.”
After a pause, he said, "I remember you have an international driver's license right? After
we get off the plane, I’ll go with you to buy a car. During this time, how about you drive.”

"En." There were no fluctuations in Ruan MingChi's heart. He was most clear on JiHao’s
assets. Even if he picked the most expensive car and bought it, in JiHao’s eyes, it was similar
to giving him a bus card and he was the bus driver.

But the flight attendant standing by the door bit their lower lip and gave Ruan MingChi an
envious look.

JiHao sneered in his heart. He had changed the way he “played” with Ruan MingChi, but
that was between the two of them. But if someone else looked down on Ruan MingChi, he
was not happy at all. What’s more, Ruan MingChi in this world had an inferiority complex.
Maybe, with just a glance at someone else’s eyes, could tear his tight nerves apart.

Chapter 47: This World was too much to his Tastes (Part 1)
After the plane landed at the airport, the flight attendant who specialized in VIP services
never appeared again. JiHao and Ruan MingChi stayed on the plane to choose a car for Ruan
MingChi on the phone.

"RB" was a very famous international car brand. It had been producing cars since the last
century, and was now sought after by rich tycoons and heads of state. Although in modern
times, all kinds of car brands were in full bloom, and each country had their own national
car brand, but they could never be the spokesperson of luxury cars like “RB” did.

The Ji family had shares in “RB”. Although they were only a small shareholder at 4.14%, the
shares of a large international enterprise could not be underestimated. The annual
dividend was enough to support the real estate company in China.

Ruan MingChi obediently searched for a car to buy from "RB". When he saw the seven-
figure cars, his heart could not calm down.

It would be nice if he could move the shares to his own name. If he only did this, he would
never worry about the second half of his life. Even if he defected from JiHao, he still had the
economic strength to work with.

It was a pity he couldn’t.

JiHao said that he (RMC) could only deal with non profitable industries for the time being.
Therefore, this brand was not included into his transfer plans.

However, Ruan MingChi was not discouraged. The unprofitable industry was not making
money but this was only relatively speaking. The Ji Family was really too rich. The annual
income of one million belonged to the unprofitable industry, and there were many such
industries. He believed that JiHao would not pay special attention to the direction of the
investment shares.
The industry was going to be used as charity, but wouldn’t it be better to be donated to
him? Ruan MingChi thought coldly.

Just as he was about to place an order for a “RB” luxury car, JiHao who was sitting next to
him suddenly said, “I remembered that “RB” once launched a sports car three years ago. It
became the spokesperson for an independent new company. At that time, father was
encouraged by investors to buy a 30% stake in the new company, right?”

JiHao asked the manager who was responsible for accompanying him on the industrial
inspections in this country. He frowned slightly. Even though he was in a wheelchair, he
still had the authority of a superior, “Why is there still no news?”

The manager bowed his back and said with a guilty heart, "Are you talking about WB? Due
to pricing issues, the global sales volume of the sports has not been very good, but it was
slightly profitable. The average annual income is four million, which is less than the special
reporting standard of the late Mr. Ji. Thus it was not specifically reported to you, but it is in
the annual report.”

"Only four million?" JiHao raised his void, frowning in displeasure. "All right, I understand
now."

Ten minutes after placing the order, a silver gray luxury car from “RB” drove to the gates of
the airport. This style was in line with the needs of a disabled person. Ruan MingChi held
JiHao in his arms as he got into the car. Feeling the envious looks from the passengers
entering and leaving the airport, he felt satisfied.

JiHao would only hide in the old castle and bully him, and that was because he did not dare
to point fingers at him in front of other people, so he only vented his anger on him.

Whenever this happened, strange eyes fell on JiHao’s body, and this created a kind of
distorted pleasure. Ruan MingChi could only hope that this moment could be extended
indefinitely.

However, the moment was too short. He brought JiHao to the co-pilot and buckled his
safety belt. Then he put the wheelchair into the rear compartment. Ruan MingChi got into
the driver's seat and once again smiled secretly. He stepped on the accelerator and drove
away.

Ruan MingChi was familiar with driving in this country, so he started thinking about how to
transfer JiHao’s assets while driving. At this time, the man sitting in the co-pilot put his
hands on Ruan MingChi’s lap and frightened him. The car drove in an S shape. He quickly
controlled his direction and looked at the other party in shock.

JiHao said, "What the hell are you thinking about? So focused?"

Ruan MingChi’s heart thumped, but the tone was effortless and steady, “I was only
concentrating on driving.”

JiHao smiled and said nothing. The palm on his leg pressed meaningfully before saying,
"Have you heard? WB's profit is only 4 million a year. It’s cumbersome to keep the money
at this point. When we go back, you can help me deal with it.”

"You really want to sell it?”

"Of course."

"The money from selling the shares will be used for charity?”

"Otherwise should I throw it in the water?"

"..." Ruan MingChi’s hands trembled as they held the steering wheel. In order to hide his
boiling emotions, he pursed his lips and did not dare to speak.

The silver luxury car did not stop at a hotel, nor at the Ji family’s property in that country,
but in front of a private hospital that was not far from the city. It was in the middle of the
community, and was surrounded by green vegetation. The champagne colored building
glowed gold in the sun.

Ruan MingChi didn’t want to kill JiHao, he had to please him, and naturally he would work
hard. The director of this private hospital was well-known in the whole world for his
neurology. But his ability to sell lip colors was even better. Ruan MingChi wanted JiHao to
see the doctor, but he didn’t really want the doctor to make him better, it was a hard
decision.

Chapter 47: This World was too much to his Tastes (Part 2)
"Where is this? Where did you take me? The hospital!? Did I say I needed to go to the
hospital? Are my own doctors all waste? See a doctor I’ve never met? Leave! I’m ordering
you to drive away immediately!”

The man next to Ruan MingChi was confused for a while, before instantly falling into a
hysterical mood and cursed.

Ruan MingChi pursed his lips into a smile and walked over to the co-driver’s door. He
opened the door and grabbing JiHao’s dancing hands. He looked at the man with the
distorted face and coaxed him, “We’re only going to take a look. Maybe having it looked at
from a different way can give you benefits.”

"I'm not going!" JiHao struggled and shook off Ruan MingChi's hand, and closed the door.
Ruan MingChi held onto the door to prevent him from closing it. He was inexplicably filled
with strength and he grabbed JiHao’s wrist to control him. Then he looked at the
embarrassed man in front of him, and there was light at the bottom of his dark eyes, “We’ve
already arrived. Let’s go in and take a look. I beg you, I really hope to see you stand up
again.”

But JiHao obviously didn't want to eat this, and the hand that broke away from his grasp
pulled at Ruan MingChi’s ear. He pulled him down until they were at eye level. Ruan
MingChi was in pain as he looked at the weak man before him, who could easily be
controlled. A flash of knives appeared in his heart, but when he saw the Ji family’s dogs
having run over to peer into the car, he could only suppress his impulse. So when JiHao
grabbed him, he grumbled and was pulled over.

"Young master..." Ruan MingChi murmured, and his expression could not be anymore
wronged.

JiHao gritted his teeth, "Are you looking for someone to conspire to kill me? Do you know
how much my life is worth? A hospital! The one inside is a doctor! There are 10,000 ways
to kill me, and you want me to go see a doctor? What is he?”

"Sorry, I just..."

"Roll!" JiHao pushed Ruan MingChi away. He watched as Ruan MingChi staggered back a
few steps and almost fell down to the ground. JiHao coldly looked on and then slammed the
door shut.

Ruan MingChi stood beside the car, his ears were burning hot. He could feel the strange
looks from the Ji family’s dogs watching him.

When he was in the Ji family’s castle, he did not live a human life at all. Based on JiHao’s
mood, he would be humiliated, beaten or scolded. And in order to cater to the young
master’s taste, his body wasn’t clean either. After all, there were only the two of them. He
had been humiliated by JiHao before, and he gradually didn’t care about it.

But he couldn’t stand it outside.

Being looked at by other people's eyes were as if he was being judged by hell. He couldn’t
stand the evaluation on his self-esteem coming from both sides.

The anger raging in his heart could not be calmed, and Ruan MingChi's eyes became darker
and darker. He lowered his head to show an obedient look. He rubbed the tears at the
corner of his eyes because of his anger. Then he lowered his head and went back to the
driver’s seat.

Before the seat belt was locked, the man in the co-pilot man fell into his arms and struggled
to hug him with his arms. Then he pulled his waste body up to press against Ruan
MingChi’s body and hugged him tightly around the waist. The man looked up at him and
asked, “Did you get angry? You cried? Did I hurt you?”

He raised his hand to rub Ruan MingCh’s red ears, and touched the corners of his eyes. The
fingers were cold and dry, but it was indescribably soft. He gently wiped away the tears
from the corner of Ruan MingChi’s eyes, and cautiously said, “I’m sorry, don’t cry. Don’t be
angry, ok? I know you mean well, but I really don’t want to go to these strange places. I
have the most advanced medical team in the world. I don’t need a strange doctor to help
me. I know that you are just worried about me. I promise, I will invest more money to
develop technologies that can cure me.”

Being comforted by a man like this, did not make Ruan MingChi’s anger disappear. Instead,
it deepened and burned in his heart quietly.

In fact, he was already used to this treatment, but why couldn’t he adapt with ease. Why
couldn’t he treat himself a little better.

Ruan MingChi could not understand that the inextinguishable flame in his heart actually
came from peace. Not only was he angry, but something else was burning deeply in his
heart. It was keeping him in a state of anxiety and he wanted to escape and kill JiHao. Even
at this moment, he wanted to strangle JiHao’s throat and have him roll far away from
himself.

Perhaps this was hatred, a kind of hatred that could not be eliminated no matter what he
did. It was what supported him to stay around, and deal with JiHao courteously but without
sincerity.

"I understand." In the end, Ruan MingChi pressed down his thoughts, and gently lifted JiHao
back to his seat and fastened his seat belt.

In the process of pulling the seat belt over, his eyes came into contact with JiHao. Seeing the
hint in the man’s eyes, Ruan MingChi kissed the man’s lips without any fluctuations. Then
he whispered, “If you don’t want to go take a look, then I won’t force you. But you have to
do daily rehabilitation and take a good rest when we go back. Your health is not good.”

"En." JiHao smiled and kissed Ruan MingChi's finger. A feeling of pleasure flowed through
his body, as if he had been electrified.

This world was too much to his tastes.

Before entering the (cultivation) book, JiHao prided himself on being a good young man
with positive social values in modern society, but after arriving in the book, JiHao found
that he seemed to prefer some radical methods to solve problems. In the first two worlds,
he was very oppressed, and even had to make choices against his own nature.

The powers of the Heavenly Demon were affecting him.

Demon qi was tyrannical, merciless, and unconstrained.

However, he was confined to the rules of this small world, and had to use his willpower to
restrain it. But as he went from world to world, the restrictions were slowly being lowered.
Even when he was faced with immortal Ruan, his heart was tyrannical and murderous.

It had to be said that when his emotions were about to run out of control, the appearance of
the “F (fa) string” world gave him a direction of relief. He was able to indulge in his own
preference and wantonly bully little immortal Ruan. Watch him bend and obey, then
continue to sink in his exquisite net. The struggling beauty was like the mandala blooming
next to the yellow river (1) (2). It had such a fatal attraction.

JiHao needed a lot of energy to restrain the urge to heal his legs.
(1) 曼陀罗. Mandala. This was the flower popping up on google. If it is a Purple Mandala-
horror, Blue-fraud love, Pink-comfortable, Green-endless hope, Golden-endless happiness,
White-a flower blooming for the sky, but those who see it will want to remove it, Red-
bloody love, Black-unpredictable darkness, tough and wounded soul, no return.
(2) 黄泉. Yellow river. The underworld.

Chapter 48: At the End of the Field was Hell

*This chapter has mentions of suicide. There will be a bunch of *** before it starts and
when it ends. Unfortunately, I haven't learned how to hide sections. Sorry >.<

The silver SUV left the hospital and drove into the city again. JiHao grabbed Ruan MingChi's
hand and could feel him repulse from him.

He was obviously disgusted, but he restrained himself for the sake of wealth. Immortal
Ruan, it turns out that you were also such a vulgar person deep in your heart.

While he was thinking, he looked at the one in front of him. JiHao smiled and bowed his
head to suck on the distinct ring finger. Then he let go.

Ruan MingChi was not able to withdraw his hand back easily, he endured his
uncomfortable body, and tried to concentrate on driving. However, JiHao’s saliva remained
on the ring finger that he had sucked on. Under the air conditioning’s cold wind, it was like
a cold iron ring on him, making him unable to breath.

He wanted to run away. He wanted to escape far away. It was too disgusting.

But obviously, Ruan MingChi could not escape.

After accompanying JiHao back to the hotel, he not only had to take care of the person in
front of him, he also had to help massage JiHao’s legs. Then he was pulled onto the bed by
the guy, and was tossed around for awhile, making him fall asleep in his daze.

When he opened his eyes again, JiHao was still asleep.

JiHao had been sick since he was young. He was either sick, or about to get sick. After his
legs were injured, his foundation was completely destroyed. So JiHao slept three or four
more hours than a normal person did everyday.

Ruan MingChi was reluctant to face JiHao. The scented tea brewed for JiHao was also a
sleeping aid, therefore JiHao’s lunch break was usually four or five hours.

Ruan MingChi only slept for half an hour today. His brain had forced him to wake up, so
when he opened his eyes, he wasn’t drowsy. He rolled off the bed lightly and put on his
clothes.

It was just that earlier, JiHao had trussed up his clothes, and now they were a bit wrinkled.
He thought about what to do next. He glanced at JiHao, opened the closet, and found the
clothes he had specially prepared for this time. He put them on, opened the door and
walked out.

Ruan MingChi met the manager, who was responsible for receiving them, in the coffee shop
downstairs of the hotel. His excuse for JiHao missing was that he was still sleeping. As
JiHao’s spokesman, Ruan MingChi inquired about the local industry. Then their discussions
turned towards the car brand “WB” and began to obtain further information.

He didn't say that he was going to help JiHao to clean up the industry, because he didn't
dare to act rashly without getting more information and authorization. He only hoped that
the work could be finished in one move.

Of course, the shares of the "WB" brand were very suitable for his needs, and the value was
not high, but there were profits. If he could transfer the 30% shares to his own name, he
could at least live a worry-free life.

Ruan MingChi wore a custom-made suit, and sat by the coffee shop window. The wall
separator kept him away from prying eyes around him. He was very thin, but he also had
the unique beauty of the eastern people, and it was in line with what the westerner’s
imagined. In addition to being around JiHao for a long time, outsiders couldn’t guess his
identity. When he spoke, it was similar to how JiHao usually spoke.

After Ruan MingChi understood the equity and management structure of "WB", he also
tried to find out the degree of trust the manager had in him. He further proposed to go to
the company to have a look and then make a decision.

It was a bit risky. After all, the time spent in the cafe was a little long. But if he couldn’t see
the company in person, he didn’t dare to start. But what if he came back too late, and JiHao
woke up?

Woke up... Then just wake up...

They had already left the castle and were outside, and JiHao would only be violent in front
of him. If he had enough reason, he could be even more violent than when he was inside the
castle.

Ruan MingChi licked his lips and got up to urge the manager to take him to the factory to
take a look. However, even though he got to the factory as fast as the wind, and didn’t stay
that long, he still came back late.

At this time, dinner time had passed, and night was slowly pressing down.

An hour and a half ago, JiHao's phone call came. At that time, Ruan MingChi was talking to
the other two shareholders of "WB" through video call. The discussion was cut short, and
faced with JiHao’s gloomy eyes, he stopped all his actions and hurried back to the hotel.

Along the way, JiHao made more than ten calls.

Each phone call after the other became more and more impatient. This kind of forbearing
anger was like a big knife on Ruan MingChi’s neck, slowly pressing down.

"Damn it! Ruan MingChi, you'd better give me a good reason! Did I say you can go to the
factory yet? I already said that you can throw away the unnecessary things! Did I let you
leave my side? How dare you leave me while I was sleeping. Believe it or not, I will find
someone to make a chain specifically for you. You can’t go anywhere. Even if I don’t want
you, you still have to sleep at the foot of my bed!"

"Yes, a chain. I’m going to call and buy the chain now. I’ve been too relaxed with you
recently. I’ve relaxed so much, that now you don’t care about leaving me. I have to teach
you what kind of identity you have. When you come back, you have to be punished for your
wantonness. Don’t even think about taking a step out of the castle in this life!”

"Ruan MingChi..."

Ruan MingChi drove the car as fast as he could. When he listened to the voice through the
phone, he had an illusion of being watched by an evil spirit. His heart was beating baster,
his breath was shorter, his eyes were shaking, and he could hardly see the road ahead.

JiHao was angry and wanted to lock him up. He felt that he should take this opportunity to
escape and then find a place to hide for eight to ten years… No, that’s not right. He had fed
JiHao the poison himself. At most, it would take half a year to kill him, so he didn’t have to
hide for that long. Just one year was enough to completely escape from JiHao’s palm.
He wanted to leave, but he didn’t know what was dragging him in the direction of the hotel.
When he saw the tall building of the hotel from afar, he was suddenly full of grief for
himself.

Was he attracted to come back because of the money?

Not really.

He thought about it, and knew the answer. In the years when he was imprisoned, he
developed an incurable disease. This disease dragged him back to JiHao. Fear and closeness
was engraved in his genes, and he had nowhere to escape.

But.

Why was he so willing!

Ruan MingChi hated his indecision and his cowardice. His eyes were flustered and he
quickly arrived at a “T” shaped intersection at the end of the road.

Ruan MingChi seemed to be standing at the fork on the road suddenly.

**********************

If he took a left, he would escape from this life, and obtain freedom. If he took a right, he
would return to JiHao, and live a life that was no better than death. Ruan MingChi licked his
lips and stepped on the accelerator. His speed increased. He turned neither left or right. He
tightly grasped the steering wheel and sped straight ahead.

At the end of the field was hell.

The silver luxury car at 80 per hour rammed into the flower bed on the side of the road.
Then at the same speed, he hit the guardrail on the bridge.

The sound of thunder exploded in Ruan MingChi's ear. He grasped the steering wheel and
gritted his teeth. During the time he was in the air, he released his accelerator and held his
breath.

At the end of hell, there was a tunnel underneath it. A green pickup truck drove before
Ruan MingChi’s eyes. The rear of the truck was full of cargo and it rubbed against the front
of the silver luxury car. The violent shock came as expected. Ruan MingChi’s body was
bound by the safety belt, and rammed into the inflatable air bag. The soft air bag was like a
thrown brick on his face. His head was pushed back, and then the head was hit with a heavy
blow, causing his internal organs to also shift.

A loud “bang!” seemed to just enter his eardrum, before being accompanied by the sound of
shattered glass, reverberating in Ruan MingChi’s chaotic brain.

Was he still alive?

Would he still be able to live?

If he did this, it would probably close JiHao’s annoying mouth right?

**********************

(T/N: If you skipped it, he basically got into an accident.)

Darkness quickly came, and Ruan MingChi quickly lost consciousness.

JiHao, who was scolding him on the phone, heard the loud noise, and at the same time, felt
the world shake violently.

It was a bit like an earthquake. His field of vision shook violently. The smaller objects
disappeared instantly. Human beings also unconsciously stopped their movements, as if
they had lost their vitality to survive.

But before JiHao could react, the world was once again calm. The changes during that
moment seemed to have been swallowed up by time and no longer existed.

The world calmed down, but JiHao suddenly stood up.

The power of Heavenly Demon suddenly struck his legs and easily repaired the broken
nerves. Even the atrophied muscles were filled with strength again. The nerves in the body
grew like roots, and it grew rapidly until they reached the nerve endings. Even perception
was restored.

The dark woolen cloth slowly slipped down from JiHao's body. He took a step forward and
crossed through space and time. After one step, he arrived by the twisted and scrapped
silver luxury car.

He slowly bent down to touch the car door.

Then JiHao saw a face of confusion, before falling unconscious.

Of course he was still alive.

The best proof was that the world still existed.

But the turbulence of the world at the moment also proved that the Lord of the world was
walking between the gates of life and death. The world was out of control and it was about
to collapse. However, Ruan MingChi who was still alive, quickly maintained the balance of
the world.

JiHao's eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at Ruan MingChi's unconscious face in the dark.
His eyes gradually became dangerous.

Because he had not experienced it, he couldn’t draw a conclusion. But he had to think about
it. If the string died in the small world, was it really dead and it couldn’t be repaired again?
What about Ruan MingChi? Would the one lying outside also face the same consequences?

"Ah--" On the side, a woman screamed through the window, and a man’s voice was calling
the police.

JiHao stopped speculating and leaned forward. When he was about to crash into the car, his
body disappeared in the next second. When he reappeared, he was already standing back in
the hotel room.

He stooped down to pick up the woolen quilt. He looked down at his thick and powerful
legs. His fingers made a clear popping noise, and his legs collapsed before the naked eye.
Then he covered them with the quilt.

After that, JiHao sat in his wheelchair, closed his eyes, and laughed.

This time, he had used his heavenly demon powers so obviously, but there was not even
one reaction?

Also, before this world started, he had already lost his parents.

Last time it could have been a coincidence, but what about this time?

Was it a coincidence? Or was it done intentionally?

He slowly recalled and analyzed until a knock was heard from the door. Someone said
outside, “Mr. Ji. Mr. Ruan got into an accident.”

Chapter 49: The Familiar Smell of Scum

Ruan MingChi seemed to have spent his whole life in the dark.

He didn’t completely lose consciousness when his brain stopped. He walked in the
darkness for a long time until he saw the light.

The light was red and emitted a scorching high temperature. When he was a little closer, he
felt as if he was being roasted.
He could not go over there!

Ruan MingChi told himself this, but the darkness was like the demon’s claws. It tried to tear
him up and swallow him. He was forced to rush towards the red light. He got closer and
closer until he pierced through the opening.

It was as if he had been swallowed by the flames. His skin burned, his flesh burned and his
bones roasted in the heat. Even his self consciousness paused for a moment, and then the
pain disappeared in a flash. He looked around and saw that he had travelled into a cave.

Who am I?

Where is this?

What am I here for?

His mind drew a blank and he couldn’t remember who he was.

He frowned in confusion, then swam forward.

He was swimming in the middle of a scorching thick red liquid. His brain told him that it
should be very hot here, but he could not feel it at all.

When he saw a light again, he poked his head out of the liquid. Then he saw a strange
existence.

A person.

A man.

An almost naked man floated above the molten slurry, and his long black hair scattered
behind him. The boiling lava could not shake the body. He was like a demon that had been
sleeping since ancient times. The purple formations on his body emitted a power that
seemed to be able to destroy heaven and earth.

Who are you?

What is he doing?

Why are you here?

No one answered, and he also couldn’t ask.

It was only at this moment, that he felt that he could not control his own body. Besides
being able to see and perceive, he was nothing but a small group of consciousness that
could not control his body.

"He" emerged from the lava, and walked on the lava as if he was walking on land. “He”
walked around the sleeping man in circles until at some point, he suddenly raised his hand,
bent his fingers, and a white light came out.

“He” had a white jade hand, and as it held the formation symbols, he looked like he was
performing Buddha’s Nian Hua Zhi (拈花指) (1). One couldn’t even see the knuckles on the
white hands. It was as if it had been carved from a whole chunk of white jade, and the
gestures were elegant and wonderful. However, the lingering murderous intent could not
be concealed at the fingertip. Yellow amulets shot out one by one onto the sleeping man’s
body.

After the last amulet fell, white light surrounded the man. He was able to feel that “he” was
really relieved.

But this seemed to be only the beginning. "He" stepped on the magma and kept walking
around the sleeping man. More formations were revealed as his fingers continued to move.
One after another, white light continued to surround the man. There were maybe
thousands or even tens of thousands of formations, until at the end, they popped out slower
and slower. Sometimes, “he” needed to stop and meditate for an hour or two before he
continued to shoot out amulets again. He was able to feel “his” dignity.

He didn’t know how long the time had passed, nore did he know if it was hot or cold. Time
went on until the entire lava cave was filled with amulets. At this time, the last amulet that
“he” held in his hand, was unable to fall.

It seemed that there were still some conditions that were not fulfilled.

What was “he” doing?

What did "he" want to do to the sleeping man?

Who was this man?

Countless questions arose, but he couldn’t get an answer. He gradually became anxious and
he tried to struggle out of the body that confined him.

At this time, "he" who had stood for a long time finally moved. He cutted his palm with his
finger, and golden liquid flowed out violently. It flowed endlessly, and as he walked to the
four corners, he waved his hand around.

“He” seemed to be waving his hand around randomly, but upon looking carefully, each drop
of blood fell on an array rune. The array runes covered by the blood would then emit a
golden divine light. He walked around until all 108,000 array runes glowed. He finally
dropped the last amulet he had always kept in his hand.
It fell onto the brow of the sleeping man.

In a flash, the formation was completed. Golden light surged, and the entire space twisted.

[Close Demon Seal Command] Formed!

The moment the formation took shape, he seemed to be pulled away by an unknown force
and into the sleeping man’s brow. It was like a black hole that devoured everything in the
world. He was drawn in and could not break free at all.

When he entered the brow of the sleeping man, he turned his head to see the man in a
white gown kneeling on one knee not far away. His face was pale, and his lips did not have
one bit of color. He looked extremely tired and ill. The extreme color differences made his
eyes black and bright, his slightly red strong eyebrows were like blood, and it seemed to
flow down.

When he looked at him, “he” also seemed to be able to see him too. “He” looked at him with
pity, but he was full of wonder. Why? Why! Why did he look exactly like him!

Next second.

He was swallowed up by darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, Ruan MingChi felt the strength of someone holding him
tightly. The arm strength was strong, as if it wanted to break his waist.

He bowed his head to find out who was hugging himself.

His vision changed from blurry to clear. What Ruan MingChi saw was the exact same man
who was sleeping in his dream. The facial features were exactly the same, even the
depressed feeling was the same.

For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to that lava cave.

But when he blinked his eyes again, his memories became a little vague. The sleeping man’s
face and the man in white’s face gradually became more blurred. It was eventually replaced
by a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"Damn you!" With a curse, his collar was caught, and the man with red eyes stared at him
fiercely, "You should die! Why are you still alive! In order to escape from me, you aren’t
even afraid of death. If you have the ability, then don’t wake up again! Go die! Die!”

His sight was captured by the ferocious face, and his head was confused. Ruan MingChi
seemed to be in between gaps of space, and was unable to tell where he was at the moment.
However, as the man shouted hysterically, and tears came out of those eyes. Transparent,
pure, not bloody tears meandered down the man’s chin. Finally converging into a drop, and
it fell on the white bedding, breaking into eight petals.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see more tears gather. He was tightly held by his arms. He
almost suffocated by this hug, but he also felt a slight tremor.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Ah…...

The familiar smell of scum.

The closed eyes opened in the next second, and Ruan MingChi sneered in his heart.

So, did he win the bet?

JiHao humiliated him, but he also couldn't live without him. Even while cursing him, he was
still held so tightly.

Yes, in this world, JiHao had no relatives, only him.

Sure enough, Ruan MingChi's bitter plan worked. JiHao only asked hysterically why he was
blind and could not see the sign. He drove through the bridge in broad daylight. He called
him stupid, and said that his nose that had been hit was swollen and he was ugly. Then he
pressed him down on the bed and kissed him until he was breathless. Not once did he
mention about him going to the “WB” factory today.

In JiHao's mind, "WB" shares were not worth mentioning. What’s more, under the premise
of this accident, JiHao had long thrown other ideas out into the air.

Ruan MingChi gained enough time to transfer the “WB” assets for himself.

He was finally able to make JiHao stop kissing him. JiHao deliberately rebuffed Ruan
MingChi, then controlled his electric wheelchair to leave the ward. Ruan MingChi touched
his numb lips and swore, “Enough?”

Ruan MingChi stayed in the hospital overnight and couldn’t wait to be discharged. He had
to meet “WB”’s shareholders twice to complete the transfer of assets. He had no time to
stay on the hospital bed.

But JiHao, who was in this new body, had nothing to do as an unemployed wanderer. He
didn’t even return to the hotel at night, opting to stay at Ruan MingChi’s ward. Ruan
MingChi could not go out, let alone leaving the hospital bed.

What insulted him even more, was that he needed JiHao’s permission to go to the toilet.
JiHao held the urinal with a perverted smile, while pushing the electric wheelchair over to
the hospital bed, “I’m coming.”

Ruan Ming shivered with anger, but grinded his teeth to cooperate.

He was not ignorant of current affairs. He was not a white-eyed wolf who was not well fed.
He only hoped to be treated kindly, and he would naturally show sincerity. Unlike now,
where he was being deprived of the qualifications of being a human.

During the whole process, Ruan MingChi almost crushed his teeth. Mountains appeared
between his eyebrows and his eyes burned with anger (2). So JiHao’s smiling face was
particularly dazzling.

JiHao took the urinal and controlled his electric wheelchair back into the bathroom. After
he carried Ruan MingChi, the ridicule in JiHao’s eyes disappeared and instead was filled
with a joyful expression. He was almost unable to close his lips.

He had never seen such a Ruan MingChi like this before. He had too many edges and was
too sharp, but this aggressiveness was like a rose blooming in a field of lilies. It was
extremely gorgeous and unparalleled.

He really... wanted to bully him harder.

However, JiHao understood the point of relaxing, and also understood that in order to deal
with a scheming boy, he had to hit him with a mallet, and then give him a sweet date.
Otherwise, it would force him to kill himself again.

So JiHao turned back to Ruan MingChi’s bed and motioned for him, “Bring me to the bed."

He had almost died from a car accident, but he still had to bring him to the bed. And he even
wanted to get it!

Despite this thought, Ruan MingChi obediently got off the bed, carried JiHao to the bed, and
then laid down next to him.

The beds in private hospitals were wide enough for them to fight on the bed.

JiHao lay down for a while, grabbed Ruan MingChi's hand and slowly played with it, “You
really scared me to death. I won’t let you drive next time. Your person is mine, and your life
is mine. Without my consent, you’re not allowed to take it... Take good care of yourself. I
can't live without you."

With that said, JiHao put Ruan MingChi's hand on his lips, and kissed again and again. His
expression was solemn, and the emotions in his eyes seemed to overflow.

Finally, he put Ruan MingChi's hand on his face and yawned, "I haven’t been able to sleep
well since you got into the accident. This time, I think I will sleep for a long time. During
this period, no one can disturb me, including you, understand? "

Ruan MingChi, who was fed up with this disgusting play, suddenly had his eyes light up and
he couldn’t wait to nod his head. Later, he reacted and pressed down his voice, “Then sleep,
I won’t bother you.”

He wouldn’t bother him, so then he could leave!

(1) 拈花指. It originates from Buddha, and is one of the 72 stunts from Shaolin. It's a kind of
kung fu that specializes in fingers. It's a rare defense skill. An example is:
(2) 山. Mountain. So when people furrow their eyebrows, there are three line creases in
between.

Chapter 50: But as a Victim, He Refused to Use His Compassion

Sure enough, JiHao quickly fell asleep. While he had fallen deeply asleep, he still held onto
Ruan MingChi’s hand. Ruan MingChi took a long time to take his hand out.

He couldn’t wait to turn over and sit up. He only casually looked back, but he could see the
rich green and black under JiHao’s eyes.

JiHao’s health was not good, so he always slept for a long time, and seldom had dark circles.
Ever since he could remember, except for when JiHao’s parents got into an accident, JiHao
was always imposing in his wheelchair. He looked at people with dignity, and propped his
fragile body with an arrogant temperament, just like a “soldier” who would never fall.

In fact, he knew that JiHao had to be “strong”. The Ji family was too rich, and he was a poor
orphan sitting on a gold mountain. Ruan MingChi didn’t know how many people were
waiting for JiHao to die, including himself. Wanting to rob him of his property like wolves.

All of them were disguised.

At least a long time ago, he had seen him being happy before.

What happened for it to come to this?

Ruan MingChi didn’t know.

But as a victim, he refused to use his compassion.

He pulled the needle out of his hand, and changed his clothes. This time, he stopped a taxi
and began to contact the shareholders, “We have other arrangements for Ji’s shares in WB. I
need to see you guys first. I’ll contact the lawyer and the general manager. You choose a
location. This needs to be done as soon as possible. Mr. Ji has never had much patience.”

He quickly contacted the relevant people and made a fuss about a casual remark dropped
by JiHao. Using JiHao’s unsociableness and his own personal identity, the plan was
smoothly launched.

When Ruan MingChi dragged his tired legs back to the hospital that night at 12, JiHao was
still sleeping.

He put his clothes on lightly and made everything look the same. Ruan MingChi laid beside
JiHao, and then remembered what he had done today. JiHao's face was suddenly no longer
so hateful.

He leaned over his head, lowered his head, and placed his forehead gently on JiHao’s
shoulder. He closed his eyes tiredly and soon fell asleep.

In his sleep, he felt the man next to him move his body, so he mumbled and adjusted his
sleeping position to be more comfortable. Then he looped his arm around the man’s waist.
Everything was natural and comfortable, as if they had experienced this countless times. He
completely gave up on vigilance and slept besides the man, allowing him to sink deeper
into his sweet dreams.

JiHao who was “sleeping” next to him, did not open his eyes, but skillfully turned his head
and dropped a soft kiss on Ruan MingChi’s hair. He continued to “sleep” with the corners of
his mouth hooked.

The next day and the day after were all the same. JiHao would fall asleep, then Ruan
MingChi would head out. After he came back, he would sleep with him. The transfer of
shares also proceeded in an orderly manner.

It was just that as the time of discharge was approaching, JiHao got better and his sleep
time also continuously shortened. On the last day, when Ruan MingChi was rushing back to
get on the bed, JiHao woke up. Once he woke up, he grinded him causing him to faint. He
couldn’t recall making any mistakes in the last two days.

In fact, even if there were mistakes, JiHao always chose to "turn a blind eye". This was his
bait, and he was happy to be chased by the fish and then be swallowed in one gulp.

But after watching the whole progress, JiHao stopped giving him chances on the fourth day.
JiHao accompanied Ruan MingChi to discharge from the hospital, and then returned to the
hotel. He was always awake during the day, and made Ruan MingChi accompany him at
night.

Ruan MingChi was feeling anxious. He had worked so hard, there was only the last step: to
sign the contract. As a result, the other shareholders had already signed the contract, but he
couldn’t find time to sign it. On the third day of returning to the hotel, the shareholders
called again. Ruan MingChi could not hold back anymore and when he was obediently
following after him, he felt that the fire was almost over and said, “Young Master, I’m in
excellent health now, and want to leave.”

JiHao's smiling face was instantly cold, and looked at Ruan MingChi in silence. Ruan
MingChi suppressed his beating heart and said steadily, "In addition to coming here to do
inspections, I also do the charity for you. But I’ve delayed it for so long, ten days have
already passed. Although nothing has happened, I’m feeling uneasy.”

Having said this, he looked at JiHao with hope. Since he sat next to JiHao and his hands
were restless, he subconsciously placed them on Jihao’s legs, pinching and pressing.

JiHao leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, until he felt Ruan
MingChi's nervous breath again, he opened his eyes and said, "Alright. Ok."

Ruan MingChi's eyes lit up and smiled, "Then I’ll go prepare."

"I'm going with you." Who knew that JiHao would say this next. Ruan MingChi’s movements
stopped instantly and frowned. He tried to think up an excuse to get rid of JiHao, but JiHao
had already come to a conclusion, “You can’t go anywhere without me. Didn’t I already say
it? You want to leave me?”

The implied threats made Ruan MingChi clearly understand that as long as he dared to nod
his head, he would be living in the gloomy old castle in the future. So he tried to adjust his
expression and smiled insincerely, “Of course together. If I leave the young master, what
am I? I can’t even do anything, right?”

JiHao nodded in satisfaction and gently pushed him, "Bring me to the wheelchair."

Ruan MingChi did not know how many times he had traveled from the hotel to the "WB"
factory, but he was particularly distracted today.

Because of the car accident, JiHao refused to let him drive again. The two sat in the back
seat and were silent for a moment. Ruan MingChi had time to sort out his thoughts. Finally,
besides confirming with the shareholders a few days ago, there were no loopholes in his
conversations and contracts. He only needed to be cautious later. Those few shareholders
should not have met JiHao before.

So, the last thing left was to sign the contract?

The shares were to be resold and transferred to the charity account. At the same time, the
shares that exceeded the contract value will be transferred to another account which was
nominally used for other purposes, but was actually his own private account.
This method was not brilliant. After all, he needed a person, but there was no one. He
needed money, but he had no money. If JiHao hadn’t trusted him, he wouldn’t have been
able to do this step.

But as long as the first step was successful, the next step was easy.

He continued to think like this as the car stopped at the doors of the “WB” factory. Ruan
MingChi came to, and hurriedly got out of the car to push the wheelchair out. Then he held
Jihao onto the wheelchair and covered his legs with a thin quilt. After tucking it in carefully,
he walked behind him and pushed the wheelchair forward.

He did it carefully and did not pay attention to other people's eyes. His habits were natural
and thoughtful. Although there was a trace of irony in those onlookers eyes, they could not
hide the envy in the depths.

There was no doubt that Ruan MingChi was the most intimate person around JiHao. Now
that JiHao inherited this huge family property. Ruan MingChi now had 10,000 people under
him. It was unknown how many people wanted to replace Ruan MingChi and become
JiHao’s dog, licking up to him.

This was exactly Ruan MingChi’s advantage. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to easily
transfer the property. The Ji family had a dedicated property management team. Even if a
rich master wanted to transfer the Ji family property, they would waste three to five years.
However, Ruan MingChi only needed a few days with the shareholders. This was also
because the person next to him was JiHao and he had turned a blind eye. He was even
deliberately helping him hide it.

As a result, no one was suspicious after the shareholders appeared. Moreover, JiHao seldom
talked with people, enabling Ruan MingChi's plan to be successfully implemented.

But just moments before signing the contract, the manager who received a call interrupted
them, “New York Stock Exchange just opened and WB stock index increased by ten
percentage points. The limit has been increasing each hour. According to the stock trading
law, such large transactions are prohibited. According to our investigations, if you continue
to hold WB’s equity, the year-end earning may increase to 30 million. Selling the stocks at
this time is not in line with your treatment of “unprofitable” industries.”

"What?!" Ruan MingChi was the most surprised. He opened his eyes and looked at the
manager in surprise.

The stockholders' faces that were cloudy were now clear. They looked at each other and
smiled.

JiHao asked lazily, "Why did it suddenly grow?"

The manager said, "Because Mr. Ji came to B City, and paid close attention to the WB brand,
it affected the market. There was news outside saying that you wanted to increase
investment into WB.”

Ruan MingChi frowned so much. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

JiHao looked at the manager and said, "What if I make additional investment? What effect
do you predict will happen.”

A shareholder couldn’t wait to speak, “Actually, a dealer from Europe contacted us this
morning. They wanted to introduce our newest car online. The estimated purchase volume
is around 30,000 units. If the transaction is complete, it would be equivalent to our profits
from the past two years.”

JiHao closed his eyes to think. Everyone waited for his answer.

JiHao was thinking whether to maintain the plan to continue the transfer of equity, or to
make additional investments to revitalize the company.

Ruan MingChi pinched the handles of the wheelchair so hard that there were white marks
on the back of his hand.

In the suffocating silence, JiHao opened his eyes and said, "Give me an investment plan as
soon as possible, and I will increase the investment amount."

"Yeah!" Several shareholders who all totalled over 300 years old, jumped up.

Ruan MingChi's got a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat and choked out a stomach full of
bruises. Then he looked at JiHao angrily, as if accusing JiHao’s cunningness.

JiHao was really wronged.

Ruan MingChi’s five relationship lines were all broken, leaving behind a thick career line.
Technically, he only had to speak and he would get it. As long as he was given an
opportunity, the world’s wealth was at his fingertips.

So when he was staring at JiHao’s industries and tried to grab it, his “Koi” attributes began
to play a role. All the unrelated buyers took the initiative to come to his door, and some
rumors could even make the stock skyrocket.

Since they were all making money, JiHao certainly wouldn’t sell it. Wouldn’t this be
contradictory?

Chapter 51: Disgusting... So Disgusting...

JiHao didn’t care about such an industry, but he also couldn’t beat his own face. When he
was stared at by Ruan MingChi, he wanted to laugh.

Just with this “koi attribute”, he could make a fortune anywhere. He was afraid that if he
didn’t make him lose this round of investment, wouldn’t his net worth have skyrocketed
several times by now?

Whose property was he robbing? Why not obediently marry him? Wouldn’t the money be
given to him then?

Of course, JiHao’s ultimate goal was to get married, but Ruan MingChi would definitely
refuse right now. Even if he was anxious and wanted to poison him to death, JiHao was all
too happy to play with him. So he laughed and appreciated the angry face.

Then, JiHao added fuel to the fire and said, "It's a pity. I originally wanted to do some
charity, but I can’t give it away because of the booming industry. Let’s not mention the
transfer of equity for the time being. You all should also seize this opportunity to launch the
WB brand to the world.”

"Yes, naturally."

"We will definitely work hard."

"The investment you said..."

The shareholders rubbed their hands and each smile looked like the Maitreya Buddha (1).

Ruan MingChi pinched the corner of his coat with his fingernails. He kept a cold face
without saying a word.

He was so angry, that he didn’t have a good expression on the way back, but he also didn’t
dare to show his anger. He could only look out the window intently and get angry.

JiHao touched his lower lip. At this time, he particularly wanted to kiss Ruan MingChi, but
after considering his mood at the moment, he decided to not provoke him.

When Ruan MingChi came back to his senses, they were already on the way to the airport.
He frowned and asked, “Where are we going?”

"M Country." JiHao said.

"We’re leaving now?"

"Correct."
"Why didn’t I know?"

JiHao raised his eyebrows, "Why? Do I have to ask you for any decisions I make?”

Ruan MingChi was still angry, and when he spoke again, he had lost his sense of propriety
and said, "You don't need to ask me or ask anyone. You are Mr. Ji. Whatever you say, goes.”

"This yin-yang temperament. What are you angry about?” JiHao opened his mouth to ask a
question, and there was a rare teasing tone.

But Ruan MingChi couldn’t laugh, and only fake laughed, “I didn’t get angry. Whatever you
instruct, goes.”

JiHao took a deep look at Ruan MingChi, and the smile at the bottom of his eyes froze into
an ice cave, where there was no temperature.

Ruan MingChi pursed his lips. He knew that he should be coaxing JiHao at this time, but he
was still unable to act against his own will. In the end, he turned his head to look outside
the car, and pretended as if he didn’t see it.

Even when they arrived at the airport, neither of them talked.

The private plane was already waiting at the airport. Ruan MingChi pushed JiHao's
wheelchair onto the plane. Soon the plane took off and flew to another country.

The attendant in the private plane this time was a young and handsome flight attendant.
The service was thoughtful and considerate. His line of sight stopped on JiHao’s face from
time to time, and then he would look away quickly.

Ruan MingChi fell asleep when the plane was on the way. JiHao had drunk a lot of water
and wanted to go to the bathroom. But when he saw Ruan MingChi's sleepy face, he was
reluctant to wake him up, so he beckoned his bodyguard to bring him onto the wheelchair.

The young attendant rushed over quickly and almost knelt in front of JiHao. He looked up
at JiHao with a smile on his face, "Can I help you?"

JiHao glanced at him and was about to tell him to go away, but upon feeling the chaotic
breathing behind him, JiHao rolled his eyes and said, “Good. I need to go to the bathroom.”

Everyone was unable to stop themselves from inhaling.

Mr. Ji was crippled. The so-called going to the bathroom was actually changing adult
diapers. Other people could not get close to him except for Ruan MingChi. Although serving
a crippled man to change his diapers was not a great job, but who asked Mr. Ji to be sitting
on top of a gold mountain. There were tons of people willing to do this, but they just never
had the chance.
But today, Mr. Ji even asked a strange man to accompany him to the toilet?

After looking at this attendant again, he had brown hair, green eyes, deep facial features
and deep eyebrows. When he stared at Mr. Ji with green eyes, he was really beautiful and it
almost looked affectionate.

What this person wanted to do, other people could tell and understood clearly. Mr. Ji could
not not understand this, but he even allowed it.

Was this appearance to Mr. Ji's taste?

It’s true that after being in a environment full of eastern people, an exotic face can easily
arouse one’s interest.

After all, everyone knew that Mr. Ji and Mr. Ruan was in that kind of relationship. So of
course they would have more interest in men.

Only this time, Mr. Ruan was a bit pitiful... He was only sleeping for a moment, but his
human pillow was going to be taken away.

The bodyguard who accompanied them to the airport, who had been sitting as co-driver,
recalled what happened in the car. Was it possible that the spoiled arrogant Mr. Ruan was
now falling out of favor?

The attendant carefully brought JiHao to the wheelchair and then gently asked about his
physical condition. He then carefully organized the corners of his clothes, before pushing
the wheelchair into the bathroom.

The bathroom on the plane was already changed based on JiHao’s needs. It was not so
much a toilet, then a bedroom. Upon pushing the door open, there was space for wheelchair
access. The attendant closed the door, brought JiHao to the bed, and could begin at any time
to change the diaper.

JiHao was always served by Ruan MingChi, so naturally, it was not the attendants' turn to
serve him. So as soon as the door was pushed open, and even though he hadn’t thought out
his thought process, he still dared to push the wheelchair in and lock the doors.

"Mr. Ji, how can I help you?" The attendant arrived at JiHao’s side and asked while on one
knee.

JiHao glanced at him, lifted the blanket, and stood up. As he stood upright, he looked down
at the attendant, who was staring blankly and then fell down to the ground.

"Wait for me here." JiHao said as he walked over to the wall, pushed the small partition of
the toilet, and walked in.
He was a demon. Born and raised by the heavens. So naturally, he didn’t need these
common things and could survive off of dew. But he was a human being in this small world,
and he needed to eat, drink, pee and poop. Of course, he was not comfortable wearing
diapers on weekdays. However, because it was between the two of them, JiHao didn’t care.
But he wouldn’t allow anyone else to touch his body, so he simply stood up and resolved it
alone.

What the attendant saw and thought was not important. JiHao had some ways to make him
forget.

He had only brought him to anger Ruan MingChi.

Sure enough, the problem was solved, as the sound of the door being knocked rang. At the
same time, Ruan MingChi shouted outside the door, “Young master, I heard you wanted to
go to the bathroom. Can I come in?”

JiHao flushed the water, opened the door and came out. He looked at the attendant coldly,
then looked at the door again, “Not allowed.”

"Young master..."

"I'm going to the toilet." In other words, I'm changing diapers.

Ruan MingChi stood outside the door anxiously and said in a loud voice, “How could an
outsider be as good as me. Please quickly open the door and let me in. What if you get hurt.”

JiHao ignored him, but slowly took out his phone to take a look. Then he sat back in the
wheelchair in the midst of the rapid knocks. He gave the attendant a look.

The vacant young man sitting on the ground shivered and picked up the quilt on his lap, but
because he was too nervous, he did not successfully do the simple actions several times.
When he finally did it, he knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes, “Mr. Ji, I don’t know
anything. I didn’t see anything. I promise I will never tell anyone, please let me go."

JiHao glanced at the attendant who had a very good intuition and a desire to live. He raised
his eyebrows.

He was very smart. He knew that he had touched upon a secret that would make it hard to
survive. He had even learned of a core secret, that unless he was the most intimate person,
what qualifications did he have to gain JiHao’s trust… So he only had one way left.

However, this was the thinking of an ordinary human. For JiHao, it was easy to control the
attendant’s memory, but he didn’t do it, because he still needed the person. Love without
competition was sweet, but not deep enough. It was time for Ruan MingChi to feel a little
urgent.
He said, "Tidy up and go out with me."

"Yes, yes..." The attendant wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and got up from the
ground in a hurry, and worried that the appearance was not good enough, so he rubbed his
eyes with his sleeves again and again. Until the corners of his eyes hurt. He took a deep
breath and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Ruan MingChi looked at him coldly. The young man with dark
hair and black eyes did not seem to have much strength, and his body was also very thin.
Since the face was extremely delicate, the light above his head caused the weak and sharp
feeling to become more and more obvious. Making people shudder.

Like a life-threatening gorgeous ghost.

The moment he placed his sight on them, the attendant’s feet were already soft, but Ruan
MingChi was furious.

In the light, from Ruan MingChi’s view, he was able to look at the attendant’s face
unobstructed. The part that would make others misunderstand the most, were the eyes.
They were ruddy, and the green eyes were full of water. The kind of aggrieved and helpless
appearance that was similar to how he looked every night he was bullied by JiHao. He also
had red eyes and cried as the man evilly smiled, and it turned from compromise to
enjoyment. But in the end, he had to stand up and face everything.

But he became disgusted and wanted to escape from everything. At that moment, he
realized that JiHao would not bully only him, and a sledgehammer seemed to drop into his
void, knocking his head blank, and hand and feet to feel numbed.

What did JiHao just do?

What did he do to this man?

What did he do?

Disgusting... So disgusting...

Ruan MingChi thought in a daze. When he saw the rest of JiHao, a strong sense of nausea
surged up. He tried to press it down and cover it with his hand, but in the end, he still
vomited on the ground and splashed the polished shoes of the attendant.
(1) Maitreya Buddha. The Laughing Buddha

Chapter 52: But I Am Very Unhappy. Coax Me.

The plane landed on the runway of M Countries M City five minutes ago, but the people on
the plane did not come down. The tyrant's private plane was already connected to a bridge,
and although the ground crew had been waiting nearby for a long time, no one dared to
urge them.

Ruan MingChi was held by a group of people to lay on the bed. He had vomited until he was
empty, and the attendant still had to clean up the cabin. During this process, JiHao sat in his
wheelchair, and leaned back into a very tired posture.

Everyone had their own thoughts about the scene of chaos in the cabin.

The attendant dealt with the filth on the ground and gradually calmed down. He vaguely
guessed his role as the “tool person” (1). After all, he could tell if Mr. Ji was interested with
just a glance. After Mr. Ruan was taken away, the worries emerged from the bottom of Mr.
Ji’s eyes, real and uncovered.

He could see it so clearly, that he could only accept his fate.

Some people could have a good life and be favored by the rich, but he could only have an
ordinary life and clean up someone else’s filth in a private plane.

The people who weren’t born blessed, immediately understood that people were placed in
different levels and categories. Reality forced them to realize what their identity was.

After finishing his work, he even washed his hands and changed his clothes. He walked up
to JiHao’s side again and knelt on one knee, “”Does Mr. Ji need me to do anything else?”

JiHao could see the attendant’s heart in his clear eyes. Probably because of their differences
in identities, in this world, he was always surrounded by very hard working people. They
were tolerant, intelligent, and understood their own identity. This was probably the reason
why people on a different level had different interactions with others. In this large group,
only Ruan MingChi occupied the most valuable position, but the silly one only wanted to
escape. What was this called….? The pride of being favored? In the previous love
relationships, he really did only favor Ruan MingChi, and he also followed the previous
summaries. On one side he bullied little immortal Ruan, on the other, he couldn’t separate
from him and spoiled him.

Sigh, he really was ignorant of the benefits.

JiHao hooked his finger and said, "Push me off the plane. Once I get in the car, you can
leave.”

"Okay." The attendant got up and walked around behind JiHao, and pushed him to leave the
airplane slowly.
Even when JiHao got in the car, he didn’t ask for the attendant’s name. And the attendant
couldn’t wait to forget the scene where JiHao stood up, and didn’t dare to think about it
again.

Anyone who knew of the Ji family knew that the last owner was a crippled person who had
been crippled for ten years. He didn’t know how much money was invested in the research
of developing a human nerve every year, but there had been no news so far.

Mr. Ji was rich, very rich, invincible and rich, but he was a crippled person who could not
move below the waist and could only sit in a wheelchair.

This was the general consensus.

But who dared to think that JiHao’s legs were, in fact, healthy. That he had been acting this
entire time.

There was no doubt that this was a big game, and a trap set for some ultimate purpose.

The attendant had unintentionally seen JiHao stand up. Don’t even mention him wanting to
covet Mr. Ji before, he couldn’t even wait to please Mr. Ji now. But what could he do now?
He was so afraid that he wanted to cry, and naturally he didn’t dare to mention it to others.
He even felt suspicious that he was being watched.

He stood nervously on the side of the road, watching the departed car. The dark, crushing
sky resembled the mouth of a demon. It seemed to swallow him and a dizzying fear spread
from the soles of his feet to every strand of hair. Just when he was afraid that he would die,
the next second his face was blank. He looked around in confusion, touched the back of his
head, and returned to the waiting hall.

JiHao didn’t have any spare time. After making Ruan MingChi vomit, he felt guilty. So after
removing the attendant’s memory, he made up his mind to coax the lover he had been with
for two lives, and not play any more tricks.

When he arrived at the hotel, Ruan MingChi came later. JiHao looked at his pale face and
felt even more distressed. He knew that he had done too much, so he shouldn’t disturb him
tonight.

But before JiHao could open his mouth, Ruan MingChi who entered the room like a ghost,
closed the door behind him and floated to JiHao. He knelt on the ground and looked up at
him, “Young master, if I said that I would die just to leave your side, would young master let
me go?”

"..." JiHao looked at him silently. For a while he couldn’t tell what play he was playing at, but
the play had to continue. So JiHao’s face changed and it became gloomy.
Ruan MingChi bit his lip, and his eyebrows furrowed. After he finished speaking, he kept
looking at JiHao stubbornly.

JiHao waited and waited. He was really curious at what Ruan MingChi was playing at. He
finally took the lead and said, “What are you thinking right now? After saying this, do you
think I would still forgive you?”

"But I can't stand it anymore. Even for a minute or a second.”

JiHao pressed his wheelchair forward and approached slowly. The buzzing of the wheels
didn’t stop until his feet touched Ruan MingChi’s knee.

Then he extended his hand, pinched Ruan MingChi’s chin and pulled him down towards
himself. Ruan MingChi who was in pain, had to straighten his body and lean his strength
onto JiHao.

JiHao’s eyes were as deep as a well, and as black as the universe. He said darkly, “If you say
it again, just say that you want to be the fertilizer in the flower fields.”

Ruan MingChi's eyes were frightened. There was no doubt that he could not avoid JiHao’s
line of sight. His breath was shaking, but his body was full of resistance.

But he didn't change his words. He only stiffly knelt and let JiHao run his thumb over his
lips.

JiHao’s fingers, that had never done any work, were very soft, but he rubbed Ruan
MingChi’s lips with a lot of strength. Ruan MingChi’s lips were rubbed until they were
burning. Just when he thought his lips were broken, he was suddenly pushed to the ground.

That day, the sound of the electric wheelchair entered his ears as he heard the man’s cold
voice say, “In your dreams.”

With Ruan MingChi’s back facing JiHao, he licked his lips and suddenly smiled.

Look!

He had already fallen down to this level, but JiHao still couldn’t let go of him. Therefore that
attendant was nothing. JiHao couldn’t leave him at all!

Transfer assets, then stay until JiHao died, so that he could live freely under the sun and
blue sky. Yes, this was his future.

JiHao was obviously irritated by what Ruan MingChi said, so he controlled the wheelchair
over to the bar. When he was finally able to get a red wine with difficulty, before he could
open it, it was pressed down by a cold hand.
Ruan MingChi's voice came from behind his ear, "You’ve drunk enough wine today. It can
hurt your body.”

JiHao shook his hand away, "Go away."

"No. As long as you don’t let me go, I will be responsible for your health."

“I told you to go away!”

"No." With a simple answer, JiHao almost heard a pleading tone in his voice. He raised his
eyebrows and flashed a happy smile. Then he drove the wheelchair away.

JiHao looked up at Ruan MingChi who was standing behind him. He seemed to be angry, but
he had pushed it down, and remained silent for a long time. During this time, the two
people kept looking at each other, as if this was another confrontation. But JiHao didn’t look
away. He only stubbornly looked back at Ruan MingChi and finally said decadently, “I was
just mad at you. We didn’t do anything after he closed the door. I sat and waited for you to
knock on the door. Ruan MingChi, you’ve been angry with me all day. Although I don’t know
why, but I am very unhappy. Coax me.”

JiHao looked up at Ruan MingChi and repeated, "Say something, or do something to make
me happy, otherwise I will continue to be angry and I don't want to hurt you."

After speaking, JiHao put down the wine bottle in his hand, pulled Ruan MingChi's wrist,
and kissed the back of his hand, "Hurry up..."

The sparks in Ruan MingChi's eyes bloomed, like a warrior who had won a battle. Pride
echoed repeatedly in his heart until it rushed to the brain. He finally had the rare taste of
victory.

It was wonderful.

So when he looked at JiHao again, his expression was better. The eyes were turning, and he
was thinking. Thinking about how to coax JiHao.

In the end, Ruan MingChi squatted slowly, from looking down at JiHao to looking up at
JiHao. He looked up at JiHao and like a proud big cat, he buried his head in JiHao’s arms and
rubbed and rubbed again.

He said, "I'm sorry, young master, for sleeping. But when I opened my eyes and heard them
say you brought a man to the toilet, I was anxious and angry. At that time, I was about to go
crazy. Crazy thoughts continued to sprout, with thorns that would bite and claw. I wasn’t
able to control my ugly thoughts. I became angry, and even wanted to tear up that
attendant. I was afraid that he would stay by your side. I was afraid that one day my
privileges would be gone, and you wouldn’t need me anymore, and I would become
nothing.”
"Young master, I was jealous."

Having said his part, Ruan MingChi hugged JiHao’s waist tightly, and his eyebrows were
tense. He thought that he must have been smiling in a twisted way, but if he was given a
mirror at this time, he would find that his eyes were full of panic, twisted and gloomy.

Then a large, warm, dry hand stroked his hair, from the front to the back. In nature, this
meant “conquest”. But there were subtle gaps between humans due to human
characteristics. The touch could be the caress between lovers or comfort from an elder. Of
course, the underlying meaning of “conquest” could not be changed anyway.

Ruan MingChi was stroked on the head by JiHao, and the disturbing thoughts in his head
suddenly faded away, like a kite that was cut short by the wind. He didn’t even know that
he had relaxed, and he even slowly raised his head to meet the man.

When he pushed his head upwards, he recovered, but then he was greeted by a moist and
passionate kiss. As if he were declaring sovereignty and plundered his air like crazy.

Soon Ruan MingChi was kissed until he couldn’t think of anything else.
(1) 工具人. Tool person. The person to help create conflict.

Chapter 53
They went to bed late that night. Ruan MingChi was about to fall asleep, but JiHao stared at
him for a long time. He looked at the ceiling and found out that he couldn’t wait for the
expected time. If there were any more moments like today, he was afraid that he would
have to heal his own legs. He was really going to go crazy from being “silent”.

Compared with the previous two world’s lover, this world’s lover had a bellyful of bad
water (1). There wasn’t an ounce of sincerity, but in order to achieve their ambitions, they
were also more proactive.

The fact was, after losing the human moral coat, everyone was a beast deep in their hearts.
They longed for a more direct process, and like a bonfire, it lit up like crazy. As if it was
looking to die, and burn itself up.

The next day, the two of them slept until the afternoon.

The bodyguard knocked on the door to wake them up, and then the hotel attendant pushed
the dining cart into the room. The rejuvenated Ruan MingChi opened the curtains, and then
saw a large area of golden sand and blue waves.
Last night the windows were closed tightly. Ruan MingChi, who was busy chasing JiHao, did
not know what kind of hotel they had stayed in.

"Is this the seaside?" Ruan MingChi asked in surprise.

Since the death of JiHao’s parents, they stayed in the old castle as if they were imprisoned.
JiHao didn’t go anywhere. He was afraid of meeting people, and suspected that the people
who visited, came with ulterior motives. Ruan MingChi was detained in the castle with him
and had to face JiHao’s uncertain temper. His life was very bad.

Ruan MingChi was too eager to leave that caste, too eager to return to human society. So he
turned this desire into bitter hatred and threw poison into JiHao’s bath.

He thought to himself that if JiHao had been willing to take him out often, he might not have
given such a ruthless hand.

But unfortunately, it was too late. The poisons had entered JiHao's body and were eroding
his internal organs. Perhaps he would die soon.

When he thought of this point, Ruan MingChi's eyebrows scowled hard, but when he turned
his head, his face was filled with a smile, and he raised his voice to repeat, “Young master,
it’s the seaside. Could we go down and swim in a bit?”

When he had finished speaking, he glanced at JiHao's legs, then as if he had done something
wrong, closed his mouth.

JiHao sat in front of the dining cart. He ate his breakfast and lunch slowly, his movements
were elegant. The sea breeze blew the curtain, and under the sunlight, his every move was
particularly elegant. He looked just like an ancient nobility as he enjoyed the delicious
lunch. Even his side profile was a kind of indescribable handsomeness.

Ruan MingChi licked his lips and wondered if he had been too intimate with JiHao during
this time. He unconsciously looked for the beautiful parts of JiHao, such as the fingers, the
adam’s apple, and even the nose made it difficult for him to look away.

When he came back and tried to forget this image, he found that it was carved into a certain
part of his body. The images would reappear suddenly before his eyes.

"It looks delicious." Ruan MingChi walked up to JiHao and squatted down. He looked like a
Persian cat waiting to be fed, with the long hairy tail shaking around.

A square cut steak was placed in his mouth, and he ate it in one bite.

Then the top of the head was lovingly touched by the feeder, and as if he was giving alms,
said, “Then go, and be careful. Let a’Wei protect you (2).” After a pause, in front of Ruan
MingChi’s bright eyes, he didn’t forget to warm him, “But he has to be a bit far from you.
You know I don’t like him close.”

"En." Ruan MingChi chuckled and jumped back to his, enjoying himself.

Ruan MingChi couldn’t remember how old he had last swam.

After all, ever since he was taken out of the orphanage at the age of nine and brought to the
Ji family, he had completely lost his freedom and couldn’t make any decisions.

He only remembered that when JiHao’s parents were still alive, his life was relatively easy.
JiHao only considered him a very interesting playmate who would run around with him in
the building. For big and small things, JiHao was more willing to call on Ruan MingChi than
the servants. When the family decided to go on vacation, he was brought as JiHao’s
exclusive small luggage.

He was young so he didn’t know what he had to worry about.

During those years, he had gone to a lot of places. The wealthy Ji Family prepared the best
supplies for him. If he didn’t have to serve JiHao from time to time, he felt just like a young
master. He even got the best education and studied in the most expensive university
because he had to personally take care of the young master.

But this bubble popped after Mr. Ji and Mrs. Ji’s unexpected death.

The prince became a beggar. From beginning to end, he was just JiHao’s “life substitute”.
How pitiful, even his own life was not his own.

Last night, some thoughts had softened, but after going in the waves, they gradually became
sharper again. Because he had unexpectedly softened, his heart became more firm. His
ambition seemed to grow with it and also become more firm.

It was even full of barbs.

He had poisoned JiHao, so he was going to die soon. He had to stick with it, since there was
no reason for him to give up halfway.

After coming out of the ater, Ruan MingChi spit the salty sea water out of his mouth and
walked towards the shore. The thirty-story seaside hotel blocked the setting sun’s light.
When he stepped into the shadows, he seemed to be shrouded in a depressing atmosphere
and he couldn’t breath.

It will be fine, I will definitely walk out of JiHao’s shadow.

He told himself.
"A’Wei, why doesn’t this hotel have a single guest?” Ruan MingChi asked from afar.

A’Wei wore shorts and T-shirts that were easy to move. His hands were clasped over his
abdomen and he stood on the beach in a wide stance, “I also don’t know.”

Ruan MingChi raised his eyebrows. His eyelashes that were moistened with water were
particularly bright and beautiful, and the fair skin shone with lustre in the shadows. The
white sun protection clothing on the upper body was wet from the water and could not
conceal the body. In the water, he was just like a mermaid, causing a’Wei’s eyes behind the
sunglasses to look elsewhere.

After drinking the water on the beach table, Ruan MingChi frowned and asked, "What time
is it?"

"You should go back." Awei also spoke politely to Ruan MingChi (3). Ruan MingChi had long
gotten used to it, so he didn’t care.

"Okay." Ruan MingChi sentimentally looked at the endless sea. He wished that he was a fish
and could disappear after going into the water. But in the end, he walked towards the hotel
step by step.

After walking back on the large stretch of sand. He entered the hotel lobby and the few
customers he saw caused him to raise his eyebrows. He wasn’t sure if JiHao had bought out
all the rooms.

But he soon learned that JiHao did not buy all the rooms here, but the hotel was actually the
Ji family’s property.

The Ji family used a lot of money to buy the land and the building. The hotel was finally
built and put into use three years ago. The purpose of the investment was to receive a large
number of tourists from China after opening tourism between China and M Country. Who
knew that in the past year, M Country’s mountain fires would be constantly on the
international news, and the relationship between the two countries would become tense.
This led to the number of Chinese tourists to be much less than they expected. As a result,
the hotel’s performance was also affected.

When Ruan MingChi entered the room wet, JiHao was listening to the manager’s report in
the living room. Upon hearing the sounds of footstep, he turned his head to see a snow-
white mermaid passing by. The thick towel covered the curve of his body, but it couldn’t
block the long and straight legs. JiHao’s eyes wandered from Ruan MingChi’s ankle
upwards. The manager did not stop his report.

Ruan MingChi drifted through the living room and into the bedroom. The manager
continued, “So the hotel has been in a loss for the past two years. According to the contract
signed with the Ji family, the assets for this industry must be disposed of, but you still need
to decide how to deal with it.”
In the bedroom, Ruan MingChi stood behind the door with his ears glued to the door,
listening attentively.

The air conditioner in the room was working very well. It blew on his soaked body, and it
was as if he had fallen into an ice cave, extremely cold. But Ruan MingChi didn’t care. He
only wanted to know whether the industry was going to join the charity list.

After a long period of silence, JiHao's voice sounded faintly through the door, “The current
situation is unknown. M Country’s government has been in a state of inaction due to the
mountain fire. If we do it according to your rate of loss, we could persist for another year or
two. Maybe the situation will suddenly change tomorrow. The mountain fire could
suddenly be put out, and a large number of tourists will rush in. In a blink of any eye, we
could turn the loss into a profit.”

Ruan MingChi's heart sank. So JiHao wanted to keep the hotel?

But soon after, JiHao said, "But the Ji family has so many industries, there is no need to be
dragged down by an uncertain industry. I have other arrangements for the cashing out. In
the next few days, find Ruan MingChi to liquidate the assets, then dismantle and sell them.
Don’t bother me with such trivial matters. Cough! I’m not feeling so w-cough! Cough cough
cough!”

Behind the door, Ruan MingChi’s eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth could not be
restrained. But he soon frowned as he listened to the violent cough that could not be
stopped. His hand almost opened the door, but then he regained his thought and slowly
released the door knob along with his breath.

When the door bolt rebounded, the clear crisp sound of JiHao’s coughing, was like a bullet
being fired into the middle of Ruan MingChi’s heart. Blood burst everywhere.

He didn’t need to listen to the following words. Ruan MingChi completely lost his curiosity.
He slowly walked into the bathroom with his eyebrows furrowed. When the warm water
washed down from the top of his head, it still could not save him from the violent dizziness.

There was nothing in his head, neither joy nor sorrow. His thoughts were scattered, and
they were unable to gather. It was as if he had fallen into mud, and even breathing had
become difficult.

After the shower, he changed his clothes, and when he opened the door again and went out,
only JiHao was left in the room.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the sea outside the window. His expression
was difficult to distinguish, but he felt that it was condensed and was even a little
depressed.
Ruan MingChi suddenly remembered a memory.

A young boy was running around the garden. He squatted down to look at a blooming rose
curiously, but then he suddenly stood up again and rushed ahead with the wind.

He (RMC) chased behind him, and looked at that boy’s back and the flexible and healthy
legs. He was having a difficult time catching up to him, because the boy was older than him.
He shouted at the boy’s back, “Young master, wait for me~~”

So the boy who had ran ahead, turned around and walked backwards with light steps. The
sun was shining on him, and he was smiling brightly at him, “Hurry up.”

He could only move his pair of short legs, and chase after the figure in front of him with
difficulty. Running while laughing.
(1) 肚子的坏水. Bellyful of bad water. Ruan MingChi's heart is bad.
(2) Adding a' before names, or 'er or 'zi at the end of names, gives it an intimate meaning.
(3) If someone wants to speak more politely, they say 您 (nin). Otherwise, normal speech
uses just 你 (ni).

Chapter 54: But You can Never Change the Fact that You are Just a Beggar!
"Young master," Ruan MingChi subconsciously lowered his voice and called out before
approaching the man.

The man turned his head, revealing a shadowed face. His eyes were dark and heavy.
Nothing floated in his eyes, nor could light enter. Only despair stirred in their depths.

Ruan MingChi frowned. He felt that familiar sudden pain from earlier in his heart again. The
severe pain even started to cause him some difficulty breathing.

"Come." The man beckoned. "The hair isn’t even dry, but you still came out.”

"Hair is short, and it will dry after a while."

"It's windy here." As the man controlled the electric wheelchair to the bedroom. Ruan
MingChi followed after him curiously and saw him enter the bathroom and pull off a towel.
But the bathroom was too small, and the wheelchair was too big. It was difficult to move
around smoothly. Before the man could try again a second time, Ruan MingChi stepped
forward, grabbed the handle of the wheelchair and pulled him out.

The man who returned to the bedroom had a rare softness between his eyebrows. He
motioned for Ruan MingChi to sit on the wheelchair, then he took the towel in his hand and
wiped the dripping hair for him.

The strength on the top of his head wasn’t very strong. The man had been disabled for too
long and was also being slowly poisoned, so his strength was gradually waning. The
strength on the top of his head was gentle and soothing.

Ruan MingChi lowered his eyes and felt comfortable.

The man spoke, "You’ve already seen this hotel. I need to tear it down and sell it. According
to the original plan, I leave the rest to you.”

"Why dismantle and sell?"

Fool, wasn’t it for your convenience?

JiHao's mouth slightly hooked up and he casually explained, “M Country’s economy recently
went down, and there had been few investors. The amount of people who have the ability
to buy this hotel all at once are few. Instead of wasting time, it’s better to cash it in as soon
as possible.” After a pause, JiHao smiled with his eyebrows furrowed, “My body is getting
worse. Perhaps I shouldn’t have gone out this time.”

The person in his arms stiffened slightly, but his expression was controlled fairly well. It
made it difficult to tell whether he was guilty or if it was caused by excessive excitement.
Whatever it was, JiHao didn’t care. No matter how calculative Ruan MingChi was at heart,
there must be some sincerity in there, and he was going to figure it out no matter how long
it took.

As if stroking a cat, JiHao's hand slowly rubbed the top of Ruan MingChi's head. Then, with
a little effort, Ruan MingChi fell into his arms softly. He hugged the man contentedly,
controlled the wheelchair to leave the bedroom and finally arrived at the balcony.

The sea was calm, as it reflected the orange red sunlight onto the sparkling waves. In the
distance, a boat could be seen sailing across the sea, quiet and serene.

JiHao kissed Ruan MingChi's forehead and said, "Maybe I should leave you with more
things. When I'm gone, I would be most worried about you. You are so good….” The arms
around Ruan MingChi's waist suddenly tightened, holding the person tightly in his arms,
muttering, “So good… You should have a better life….”

Ruan MingChi's eyelashes trembled. He allowed himself to be in this painful hold, his
breathing became difficult, his heart slowly became numb. He lowered his eyes to look at
his own fingers. His thick black eyelashes trembled completely covering up the emotions in
his dark eyes, just letting JiHao play him like a doll.

But deep down, something was stirring, making him nauseous.

...

Early the next morning, the manager knocked on the door. Ruan MingChi, who was already
ready, walked out lightly. Before leaving, he opened his bedroom and glanced again. JiHao
was still sleeping on the bed, but the dim light in the bedroom made his figure indistinct. It
seemed to be hidden in the dark as if it could disappear completely in the next second.

Ruan MingChi froze for a moment, his legs seemed to be nailed to death, unable to move
half a point. He forced all his strength to distinguish the figure in the dark, until he could
clearly see the man's face, then he finally let out a sigh of relief.

All the way down, Ruan MingChi was a little absent-minded.

He suddenly wondered, if one day he woke up and the person beside him had disappeared.
When he faced the sunny morning alone, was that the freedom he sought?

The nausea from last night had not disappeared, and it appeared to be even more
aggravated today.

The manager asked him, "Do you need breakfast?"

Ruan MingChi shook his head, "No need."

He had no appetite.

Last night, JiHao was coughing, and he didn’t stick close to him. He was supposed to feel
happy now that he was able to escape, but he didn’t feel happy. Since yesterday, he had
been very uncomfortable, maybe he was sick.

Right. Sick.

After he finished swimming, he had stood under the air conditioner for half a day, of course
he would get sick.

So in order to not affect today's work, Ruan MingChi asked his assistant to get some cold
medicines and then before the drowsiness hit, he tried to focus his concentration on
dealing with the manager.

With the last experience, this time was a lot smoother. It may have been due to JiHao
delegating full authority to him, but the manager believed everything Ruan MingChi said.
He didn’t even verify the several charity accounts, and he cooperated with Ruan MingChi to
actively find buyers.

He didn't stop working all week.

JiHao was not in good health, and he rarely went out. Ruan MingChi, who was traveling
around, was privileged. Everyone was awed everywhere he went. Several buyers rushed to
pick up a bargain, but were forced back by Ruan MingChi’s sharp words.

Of course Ruan MingChi was going to sell the hotel, but he couldn’t sell it at a low price. At
least, when he went back to report to JiHao, he could be upright.

After all, he was only going to get a small part of it, and the rest were going into the charity
account, which was JiHao’s life savings to do good deeds.

JiHao was going to die.

He wasn’t going to live long.

The struggle before death, although fierce, was particularly pitiful.

"Ou!" Ruan MingChi suddenly covered his mouth violently, as a strong sense of nausea
rushed up, but there was nothing to vomit. Only the pain of the esophagus burned by the
stomach acid.

Everyone in the reception room looked at Ruan MingChi.

Ruan MingChi gave the new buyer a wry smile, then got up and hurried to the bathroom.

The sound of the water kept ringing. Ruan MingChi took a handful of water and drank it. He
rinsed his mouth with the warm water and then he swallowed it down his esophagus and
into the stomach. However, it was only a brief relief, as the burning sensation reappeared
again.

Ruan MingChi frowned and swallowed more water. In his attempt to eliminate this pain, he
also washed away the guilt in his heart.

The assistant following him said worriedly, "Mr. Ruan, it’s just that you’ve been having a
bad appetite, it could be gastroenteritis, I think I should arrange a doctor for you.”

Ruan MingChi stopped and held the edge of the sink with both hands. He looked at him
through the mirror in front of him. His blood red eyes were like the evil spirits from hell
and he looked abominable.

So... Was I, the victim, now blaming myself? How about putting away that unnecessary
compassion. When you were being beaten by JHao, when you were locked up by JiHao, and
when you were insulted by JiHao, you were going to forget all of it? Just because the other
party treated you a little better, you start torturing your own consciousness? Isn’t that just
stupid? You are sick! Stockholm disease! Only when you’ve escaped from JiHao, can you
truly be happy. Right?
He closed his eyes firmly.

Take a deep breath.

A long breath was swallowed and spit it out. He slowly adjusted his out of control emotions.

Calm down.

Calm down……

When he opened his eyes again, Ruan MingChi said, “I’m fine. I just didn’t rest well. Let’s go
back and continue. Mr. WeiMi’s offer is very good this time, and we can have further
discussions.”

The assistant quickly chased behind him and said, "But Mr. Ji said you need to see a doctor.
I…”

"Don't mention him with me!” Ruan MingChi who was walking in front, suddenly turned
back. Like a firecracker that was ignited, he exploded, “Wouldn’t I know how my own
health is? Or does he know better than me? I already said not seeing the doctor, so no
doctor! Are you following me or him? What about your loyalty? Loyalty!”

The assistant was stunned by the roar, his expression very innocent for a moment. At last,
he said, “I’m sorry, I’m employed by the Ji family.”

"Shit!" Ruan MingChi cursed, clenching his fists. His anger stirred in his chest like boiling
lava, but he did not dare vent freely.

Heard that now? Ruan MingChi! Did you hear it? The respect you thought you had, was not
for you! The wealth is not yours either! You wear the prince’s coat and crown, but you can
never change the fact that you are just a beggar!

No one knows your inner pain, no one, none!

So when the negotiations started again, Ruan MingChi also completely calmed down. He
followed his plan step by step. On one hand, it looked like he was protecting the interests of
the Ji family, but he was actually trying to get more funds for himself. The negotiation
lasted from morning to the afternoon. Finally, a price that was satisfactory to both parties
was determined, and they agreed to meet and sign the contract two days later.

Before going back to see JiHao, Ruan MingChi slowly calculated in his heart. Mr. WeiMi was
a big buyer, his appetite was large, and he was able to buy the hotel in one breath. This
saved Ruan MingChi a lot of effort, and with the huge capital flow, the amount of money he
would collect only increased. He was finally able to gain a lot of benefits, and just by
thinking about it, it made Ruan MingChi’s heart jump faster.
Maybe he didn’t have to wait for the next one. This money was enough for half of his life.
Maybe it was time for him to leave. He didn’t have to stay here anymore, he didn’t have to
live such a vain life. He could welcome and embrace the new life.

His footsteps became brisk.

When the guilty conscience was suppressed, the “illness” that lingered in Ruan MingChi’s
body for the past several days was also gone. His stomach and intestines began to work
again. He even felt that he would be able to eat two bowls of rice for dinner.

He raised his hand to push open the door. Unexpectedly, JiHao was not alone in the room
today. There were four other unknown people in the room. JiHao had received them in a
wheelchair, and his assistants and bodyguards employed by the Ji family stood behind him.

They were talking about something and the scene was very serious. Ruan MingChi frowned
and pressed down his flying eyebrows. His expression became solemn, as he walked over
to JiHao’s side curiously.

Chapter 55: It was Done just for the "Real Heart".

JiHao looked at him and ignored him. Instead, he listened attentively to the other person
talking. The assistant gave way to Ruan MingChi.

There were a total of four people sitting opposite him, three men and one woman, and they
were all old. One of them had a wrinkled face, and he could not be less than 60 years old. All
of them had a serious face.

The elders had just started talking about the next topic when Ruan MingChi had come over.
But they had stopped since they knew Ruan MingChi’s position besides JiHao. As always,
the female in the group started speaking first.

The other party was speaking the language of an unknown country. It was neither Chinese
nore English. The tone was very strange. She had the voice of a forest witch in a movie,
which gave off a distracting sense of etherealness.

It wasn’t that Ruan MingChi was over sensitive. But this woman was clearly glancing at him
while talking. The gaze had nothing to do with friendliness, it was more like dread.
Although the sweeping glance never stayed on him for more than half a second, but he felt
it over and over again.

What are you saying? Is it about me?

Before Ruan MingChi could produce any more doubts, when the other party stopped
talking, one of the younger males said in less standard but absolutely understandable
Chinese, "Dr. LaMu said that although the research had been successful for a while, it has
not entered the clinical trials. We can’t predict the dangers, but there’s something that you
can do now.” After a pause, the translator continued, "We could find a wife for you. They
can try to get her pregnant with your child.”

Ruan MingChi’s body swayed, and his legs softened. He spent almost all his strength to keep
himself from falling down.

A child?

That’s right, the huge Ji family lacked an heir. If JiHao was gone, this rich kingdom had to be
inherited by his own blood.

He believed in the instinct of animal reproduction, so he firmly believed that JiHao would
not refuse such an attractive proposal.

Sure enough, JiHao's expression changed, and he curiously asked, "You mean I can have
children like this?”

The woman nodded and said a lot of things, and the translator said, "According to our
understanding of your physical condition, we think that your reproductive systems are still
working. We can interfere manually, and the probability of success is relatively high.”

JiHao asked in a deep voice, "Will the child's mother be my wife?"

"That’s up to you to decide for yourself, but considering the parent-child relationship,
there’s no doubt that the child cared for by the biological mother will be healthier
physically and mentally.” The translator said.

JiHao nodded, "Of course, without a doubt.”

Ruan MingChi could hardly listen to the following words anymore. He had to exert his
greatest self control, just to stand there. However, he couldn’t think. His body was numb.
Darkness kept forcing itself into the edges of his eyes. He felt like the world was coming to
an end.

For a period of time, Ruan MingChi even lost his body's ability to perceive. There was only
one thought in his head over and over again…. That’s right, JiHao needed an heir. And for
that heir’s future, he needed someone who could treat his children well. There was nothing
more suitable for the child than its own mother.

For the child’s sake and to continue the blood, JiHao was going to get married. A complete
stranger was going to appear in that old castle, walk through every corner, find the photos
he treasured in the cabinet, and replace him. She’d change his carefully managed garden
into a showy lady’s lawn, and then sleep in the big bed he and JiHao slept in, and leisurely
give birth to JiHao’s children.
His stomach convulsed violently, and the intense pain laced through his body like an
electric current instantly. He regained his consciousness, and his facial features twisted
uncontrollably until sweat gathered on his forehead and flowed down the corner of his
eyes. He finally released his grip on the wheelchair and decided to go rest for a while.

Just as all his rights were granted by JiHao, he had not right to object if JiHao decided to
marry a woman.

It has always been his job to push JiHao’s wheelchair. But even if he was no longer there,
the assistants, bodyguards and managers could replace him.

He was not irreplaceable, never was.

Ruan MingChi let go of his hand, and clutched his aching stomach. He turned away,
revealing a tragic smile.

It was just as he thought, his place at JiHao’s side was not always his. He needed to make his
next plans and leave JiHao as soon as possible.

JiHao's voice continued to come from behind him, and with an aloof tone he said, “But what
qualifications does she have, just because she gave birth to my child? Then she could take
the Ji property? I ask you, am I marrying the woman I love, or the kid’s mom, or just a
womb?”

The arrogant tone needed a beating, but Ruan MingChi stopped. His stomach cramps
seemed to improve by a lot, and he turned around to look at JiHao.

The posture of the man sitting in the wheelchair remained unchanged, but the four people
sitting opposite were slightly shorter. The lady tried to say something, but before the
translator could open his mouth, JiHao interrupted him.

He raised his volume and said, "The child's things can be considered, but I don't need to see
the woman. The child can be raised by Ruan MingChi. I believe he can do well."

Hearing this, Ruan MingChi stepped forward eagerly and couldn’t help saying, “Young
master, you’re giving your child for me to raise?”

The man in the wheelchair turned his head and looked at him, "You’re not willing?”

"That’s not it..." Ruan MingChi's was feeling dizzy, "I’ve never raised a child before, and that
is even your child. I don’t know what to do…” and I also want to leave, leave you, and be far
far away. Why are you giving me your child to raise?

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi pale face, who was completely tormented by the twists and
turns, and beckoned him over lovingly. The young man squatted down like an elegant and
docile big cat. JiHao took his hand and patted it comfortably, and in a low voice, “Don’t be
afraid. MingChi, I know you don’t like that big house. In fact, you can tell me. We can move
to a place that you like. Just you and I. We can live the life you want, I only want you to be
happy.”

Ruan MingChi's brow furrowed fiercely. He looked at JiHao. He had never felt the distance
between him and JiHao to be this close. But he felt as if he had been lifted from the fog as he
stood by JiHao's side, and he could see his reflection clearly in those eyes.

There was a figure deep in those dark eyes, clearly visible, it was me.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

His heart was beating fast, and the stomach pain came again, but it was not so unbearable.
He even ignored the discomfort of his body and just looked up at JiHao and said softly,
“Your child--for me to raise?”

JiHao nodded, "Yes, if possible, would you like to be his other dad?"

This sentence was like a proposal.

All eyes were on Ruan MingChi, those who were jealous, those who were curious, and those
who took it for granted… But it was a matter of course, that he would choose Mr. Ruan.
They had entangled for almost the first half of their lives, and spent all their happy, sad and
suffering times together. Their lives had long been intertwined by fate and could not be
separated.

Ruan MingChi opened his mouth and failed to make a sound. Suddenly his eyes fell black,
and he fainted to the ground.

"Mr. Ruan!"

"He fainted!"

"Mr. Ruan hasn't eaten very much these days. Maybe his blood sugar is too low. Let's get
out of the way and send him to the bed first.”

During the chaos, Ruan MingChi laid down on the soft big bed, and the visitors left in a state
of confusion. Once again, only two people were left in the room again.

JiHao was laying on his side of the bed. His shriveled thighs regained flesh, and it supported
his body to lie on his side. He supported his head with his elbow and looked at Ruan
MingChi. Then the corners of his mouth slowly lifted, and two fingers lovingly squeezed the
tip of Ruan MingChi’s nose. He muttered to himself, “You still have a little conscience.”

Human nature was naturally good. If the cruel and vicious character was not influenced by
the growing environment, then it was caused by being suppressed by the surrounding
environment.

The moody JiHao captured Ruan MingChi on his own territory, since he had done things
based on the youths' preferences, and then not surprisingly destroyed the consciousness.
In desperate situations, people’s desire for survival were particularly strong.

Therefore, even though Ruan MingChi's ambition was deep and fierce, it was very
reasonable under this previous information.

It's just that JiHao, who had lived with Ruan MingChi for two lifetimes, was very clear that
even if the person was forced by the environment again, the goodness and bottom line of
his nature would not be easily shaken. This was the foundation for a human being.

What's more, since the one who was asleep outside (cultivation world) was able to become
the leader of the right path, he must have no lack of ingenious means, and his three views
were not that bad either. JiHao expected that immortal Ruan would probably denounce his
consciousness after coming back.

Anyway, why would he bother to go to these worlds. Just to make his own life difficult? Did
he just want to see little immortal Ruan struggle around and make painful choices?

That sounded a bit evil.

The first two worlds were too smooth.

He was busy brushing up little immortal Ruan’s favor, and suppressed his true
temperament. After a series of intensive strategies of only attacking little immortal Ruan’s
weak points, little immortal Ruan dizzily came into his arms. Even if he could not
distinguish between gratitude and love, he had already stamped him to himself.

Having lived together for a lifetime, love was inevitable. Love had a light taste, like a dish
without salt, it was edible, and he could be full from it, but it wasn’t all that wonderful.

The power of the Heavenly Demon increasingly attacked him day by day, and JiHao tried to
suppress it. But the dark colors beating in his bones, told him that he could never be white.
He firmly believed that if one wanted to be sincerely treated, there would always be a little
blood, and a little pain. This way, would one be able to feel the hot blood in the beating
heart.

Therefore, in his repeated study, in the end, it was done just for the “real heart”. (1)
(1) 真心. It means sincerity/true feelings. But direct translation is: real heart. Since JiHao
was talking about touching the hot beating heart, I changed it to real heart.

Chapter 56: Look, Even I can't Avoid It.

JiHao found Ruan MingChi’s conscience, but he still could not find the youth's real heart. He
put down Ruan MingChi’s hand, and his black eyes shined. At last, he grabbed at the black
mist and surrounded Ruan MingChi with it, to let him quietly and comfortably sleep.

Then JiHao got up and stepped through time and space, to come to a new environment.

He was standing under bright lights, and there were people busy in front of him. The lab
was spotless and everything in front of him was neat and clean. People in white coats were
busy with their work going step by step, and they were not able to sense JiHao’s existence.

He was in this time and space, but not in the same plane. He wandered through the lab that
he himself had invested in and watched what the researchers that he invested in, were
doing.

It was quite orderly.

Until he came to the office of the person in charge of the research. JiHao went through the
wall to hear a fierce quarrel inside.

"We can’t even be sure about this project. We only had success through calculated
simulations, and we never did a clinical trial. You should not tell him this so early. What if it
failed, or if something went wrong with him, who would bear the responsibility? Me? Or
you! Can you afford to bear this responsibility!” This was the head of the laboratory who
was beating the table hysterically. His hair was messy, his eyes were red, and his face was
twisted like a ghost.

Standing opposite of him was a younger man, but his age also wasn’t that small. At the age
of 40 or 50, he was the leader of the research team. He was highly respected outside, but
now his nose was being pointed at and he replied excitedly, “Even if we don’t tell him, is he
not going to ask? Didn’t you hear what his attending doctor said? His health is very, very
bad. He may not even survive the next year. If he dies, this laboratory will become useless
and then dissolve. We’ll be unemployed, and then where will we go next?”

The person in charge glared at him, "But I have to be responsible for my work."
The team leader replied, "He is the best clinical trial."

"No! That is a human life!"

"If we cure him, we will gain both fame and fortune. If we can’t cure him, he will die just as
soon! At least let him feel that our research actually made progress, and he could allocate
another fund before he dies. We’ve already studied this project for six years, are we doing
nothing just because he is about to die?”

"That’s right. I know you’re reluctant to let go of your research progress, but I must remind
you that I am responsible for Mr. Ji.”

"Very good! Damn your responsibility! I’ve already told him anyway! When he comes over,
then you use these same words to answer him!”

The team leader slammed the door and left. The person in charge sat down on the office
chair, brushed over his hair over and over again while also gritting his teeth.

JiHao didn't pay attention to the person who was clearly loyal to himself, and instead
followed the leader's footsteps through the corridor and into another room.

In this room, the team members and assistants were waiting anxiously. The moment the
door was opened, everyone stood up to look.

They looked at their research team leader and looked at the smile on his face. They all
breathed a sigh of relief. "Team leader, did you succeed?"

"Yes, it succeeded." The team leader, who was still angry just a moment before, showed a
relieved smile, “The person in charge has agreed to us doing the human spine replacement
treatment. The replacement for Mr. Ji, is Mr. Ruan. The success rate from the data checking
is 83%, and we will certainly succeed.”

The team members looked at their team leader in surprise as if they were looking at an
alien.

"What are you talking about?"

"Have you gone crazy? What human spinal replacement? This is illegal!"

"Team leader, wasn’t our research always about healing the nerve endings? What spinal
replacement? Oh god, this is terrible! I wish I never joined this laboratory.”

However, the research team leader was smiling like a lunatic. He could not hear the
complaints and screams of his team members. He happily returned to his desk and tapped
on the keyboard to write the research report and treatment application.
The team members were still roaring and questioning him. Some people even grabbed the
research leader by the collar and pulled him out of the chair.

During this time of fear and chaos, no one noticed that the light was gradually darkening. It
was as if an invisible black mist was enveloping the space, and there were some demons
dancing a weird dance. Their toes touched the souls, and their nails touched the hearts. The
voice from the ancient wildness echoed in their ears, but they did not respond.

But gradually, the sharp emotion inexplicably eased down. The man who had grabbed the
research team leader’s collar suddenly showed an excited smile on his face. He took hold of
the research team leader’s hand and said excitedly, “That’s too great! We’ve finally arrived
at this stage. I already can’t wait to put the research results into reality.”

"Mr. Ruan is the only match. He is Mr. Ji’s miracle. If it was not for him, how could we find
such a perfect fit.”

"Yes, when Mr. Ji can stand up, we can even publish this achievement to the public. The
world will definitely be surprised. Perhaps because of our virtue, we might even get the
Nobel Prize in Medicine. Oh my god! I’m so happy!”

The black mist cleared, and the institute lights returned to brightness again. However, the
people in the institute seemed to have fallen into some kind of fanatical mood and cheered.

The black mist finally gathered in one place. Through the extremely black and thick mist
emitted an evil and terrifying atmosphere, a figure gradually emerged, and JiHao’s figure
reappeared.

He glanced blankly at the head of the laboratory shaking his head in front of him, and
calmly took a step forward. The next second, his vision changed, and he stood on the edge
of the big bed again. The young man on the bed was still asleep comfortably, and the
sleepless face without calculations reminded JiHao of every night in the past. He always
looked at this sleeping face at night when he couldn’t sleep, night after night.

He took off his shoes, and knelt on the bed with one knee. His upper body slowly pressed
against the sleeping youth, and then he pinched the youth’s nose gently and smiled fondly.

Look, love made people lack self-confidence, even I couldn’t avoid it.

...

Two days later, the hotel successfully changed ownership. Ruan MingChi and JiHao stayed
in this hotel for another night. When they were about to leave the next morning, they met
the buyer in the hotel lobby.

The buyer was roaring into the phone and was saying something angrily. When he saw
them coming, he rushed over after hanging up the phone and said angrily, “Did you already
know? You definitely must have known! You knew that this area was going to be set up as a
nature reserve, that’s why you wanted to sell the hotel, right? You guys are frauds! I’m
going to sue you! Damn! I will definitely bring a lawsuit! You wait for the court summons!”

JiHao was sitting in a wheelchair with his hands clasped over his abdomen. He looked up at
the fat man in front of him and said, “No problem. My lawyer team is waiting for you. These
small things can be negotiated with them. At the same time, congratulations. You
contributed to the protection of nature.”

The new owner of the hotel was stopped in the distance by bodyguards. Ruan MingChi
pushed JiHao's wheelchair out of the hotel door. When the sea breeze was blowing, Ruan
MingChi asked strangely, "What nature reserve? Do you know?"

JiHao shook his head and smiled, "It doesn’t matter. The hotel isn’t ours anymore anyway.
Let’s leave.”

"Ok."

Ruan MingChi's "Koi" attribute was once again in effect. Not only for the purpose of making
money, but also avoiding disasters. JiHao learned something new. He didn’t expect the “Koi”
attribute to be so magical.

Sure enough, this kind of beast still had to marry home in order to ward off evil spirits. It
was too unsafe to put it outside. What were the advantages to a beachfront hotel if there
was no large beach and seas. The value would instantly shrink by half. Even just gambling
was not this frightening.

After getting in the car, Ruan MingChi was still looking out of the car, as if he was reluctant
to give up the hotel. But in the reflection of the window glass, one could see him smiling
satisfied.

The money had arrived in the account last night, and a small part of it was also transferred
to his account. As a new millionaire, he was in a good mood, so when JiHao pulled him over,
the moment he turned around, he buried his head into JiHao’s arms.

He liked it just like this. It seemed that after this retreat, his heart suddenly opened up, and
JiHao’s existence was no longer so sharp. He even wanted to sincerely get close to JiHao.

"What are you happy about?" JiHao asked him.

"Where am I happy?”

"No? You’re smiling right now."

Ruan MingChi didn't speak, but just buried himself in JiHao’s arms and rubbed twice. He
was really happy. JiHao put his arms around the big cat in his arms.
Later, Ruan MingChi said, "It’s nothing much, I was just feeling lucky. I sold the hotel before
it depreciated, and we only lost a little money.”

"You’ve done a good job this time. The charity foundation is almost ready to start, I’ll also
give this to you.”

This was already agreed on since the beginning, so Ruan MingChi nodded his head and said,
“I will do well.”

"En, I know you will do well. But you have to go home at night, understand? I'm not in good
health and I can't go around with you. So I have to choose my own (burial) and arrange my
time.” JiHao said softly.

Ruan MingChi’s mouth and eyes dropped, and his eyebrows furrowed, “Are you having
difficulty coughing?”

"Don't worry." JiHao smiled. "I’ve been holding you back for too long at home, and I almost
forgot how you looked when you smiled. I like how you are right now, so you can go out
and walk more. I also have some things to do.”

"You’re not in good health, so why not rest some more. You don’t need to work so hard
when you have a company manager.”

"I have no mind to manage the company now. It’s the child’s business. I need to adjust my
body, and maybe a baby will be joining our family soon.”

The last smile on Ruan MingChi's face disappeared, and he instinctively wanted to resist,
but these emotions were quickly suppressed. Ji needed an heir. Even if it wasn’t JiHao’s
child, it would be a lucky child born from a distant relative. Ruan MingChi knew this a long
time ago, and had accepted this future from the very beginning.

Ruan MingChi grew up with JiHao, so he knew more about the Ji family’s situation, and he
really considered it from JiHao’s position on this matter. This huge family was going to be
cheaply given to a distant relative, and of course, the child would be more insured.

Moreover, Ruan MingChi felt that after JiHao left, he really wanted to raise his child himself.
He would treat the child sincerely, because this was left by JiHao….

When he thought up to this point, Ruan MingChi felt his eyes suddenly turn hot, and he felt
a little out of breath.

Chapter 57: He Will Have Nothing, He Was Destined to Have Nothing!

The familiar nausea came up again. He knew what was making him so miserable. It was his
conscience and it was punishing him for his wrongdoings. He had wanted to kill JiHao, so
now he was getting his retribution. He was starting to fear the days after JiHao would leave.

Was he never going to see him ever again?

Was this uncomfortable, but extremely suitable embrace going to disappear from now on?
Was the man that would get angry at him, but also love him, sleep forever? Before Ruan
MingChi’s eyes, countless tombstones appeared, each with JiHao’s name written on it and
pictures of his bright smiles.

Something sharp pierced his heart and forced itself in. Blood spew out, and his eyesight
also sporadically blacked in and out.

From his horizon, a man’s low laughter sounded, “And I plan to live in the city where it’s
convenient for you to work. Although it’s a little noisy, I won’t hear it inside the house. Tell
me, what if you can’t go home at night because we’re too far away from where you work?
Then what do I do?”

The man continued, "Actually, I have always regretted it. I always regret it after I’ve already
hurt you. I don’t want to make excuses for my actions, but I really want to make it up to you
in the future. Just like now. Occasionally come out and look at the different sceneries. I
really like it like this.”

Finally the man said, "Mingchi, you haven't laughed in a long time. I haven’t as well.
Perhaps we started everything wrong. Hiding and licking the wounds would only infect it
and it would fester. From the very beginning, we should have stood under the sun to
disinfect it. I’m sorry MingChi. I hope you don’t hate me.”

"Heh..." Ruan MingChi opened his mouth to smile, but found that he choked out tears
instead. He was like a fish out of the water taking deep breaths of air, but was actually
inhaling deadly poison.

His tears fell like the rain.

The man smiled at him confusedly, and raised his hand to wipe the tears. The smile was
bright without a cloud in sight, bright and boundless. But Ruan MingChi felt that his own
eyes were dark. He was trapped in a maze where he could not find the exit. Lost at the end
of the world, and swept up in despair.

"Alright, alright." The inexhaustible tears made the man feel distressed. He used some
strength to pull the youth into his arms and clumsily comforted him.

Ruan MingChi grabbed his clothes and couldn't stop crying.

Fate was like this. When you tried to escape, it was like a devil’s claw. It grabbed onto you,
so that you couldn’t leave even if you struggled desperately and was going crazy. But when
you finally leave, you find that the sunshine was not beautiful, and freedom was not
necessarily charming. Happiness and sorrow was all tied to that person, his world.

The fish yearned for the land, so it desperately jumped. But once it turned over, the eyes of
the dead fish were paralyzed and it laid in the sun to rot. This was the first time it realized
that without water, it would die.

...

When they got on the plane again, this journey to inspect the industries was no longer
attractive. Ruan MingChi turned away from JiHao to search for an antidote on his phone.
But the secret forum where he had originally found the poison had been banned. The online
police warned that this was an extremely dangerous website that should not have existed.

Ruan MingChi put down his phone in a daze. He looked as if he had drowned in deep water,
and stood stiffly for a long time without moving.

JiHao lowered the photo in his hand down to look at him, “What is it? Where are you
uncomfortable?”

Ruan MingChi came back to his senses, squeezed his phone tightly and shook his head,
“Nothing. Did you find it already?” His eyes fell on the photo in JiHao’s hand.

Ji's efficiency was very high. He had only just decided, but surrogate mothers from all over
the world were already on standby. By sorting out the best part of the gene, the number of
people who were finally sent to JiHao’s hands were very limited. Only six. All of them were
young women with outstanding talents and beautiful appearances.

Under the threat of death, the woman’s appearance was no longer important. Ruan MingChi
was full of guilt, and concentrated on choosing a surrogate mother for JiHao.

"To be honest, they’re all very good. The child’s appearance will inherit random parts from
their parents. How about we decide whether or not you want a pure Asian or a Eurasian.”
Ruan MingCh calmly analyzed the photos and pulled out a photo of an Asian woman.

Selfishly, he hoped the baby would be a pure Asian baby, because then the child would be
more like JiHao. If possible, he hoped that it was a miniature version of his darling Hao. The
baby would be in good health, had healthy legs, and he could happily run around the
garden and enjoy his rich life without gloom.

At this moment, money suddenly became unimportant. Ruan MingChi realized for the first
time that there were so many things that money couldn’t buy: health, happiness, and life.

He blinked, and pushed back tears from the corners of his eyes, “Did you decide yet?”
"How about this one." JiHao completely ignored the Asian woman and chose a plump and
hot blonde.

Ruan MingChi whispered quietly, vulgar!

JiHao said, "Although these women have very good educational backgrounds and have their
own strengths, but I like her bloodline. She has mixed blood from four different countries,
and I heard that mixed-race babies have a very high IQ.”

"Really?" Ruan MingChi didn't believe it.

JiHao nodded, "Otherwise, why do you think I chose her?" Ruan MingChi looked at her long
career experience, and didn’t speak, but JiHao’s arms that were around his waist moved
down and pinched neither lightly nor heavily. He lowered his voice and laughed, “What are
you thinking? Are you thinking that you will lose to her because of your career?”

Ruan MingChi glared at him angrily. They weren’t even in the same country, what was
there to compare?

JiHao gave him an amused smile, and couldn’t help but to kiss him on his forehead, “Relax, I
won’t see this woman. I only need a child, only need you.”

The news that the Ji Kingdom was choosing a “Queen” soon spread all over the world. In
the next few days, the family housekeeper and special assistants received a lot of phone
calls from other families and big tycoons. In other words, they were promoting their own
woman and coveting Ji’s wealth. However, these voices did not reach JiHao and Ruan
MingChi. They continued to inspect the “tourist” industries, and JiHao still allowed Ruan
MingChi enough rights for him to squander his money.

And Ruan MingChi did not stop his private hands and feet, which made JiHao a little
disappointed.

Love made people suffer, and once the demon developed feelings, it was no exception.
What’s more, the demon’s desire to control was always stronger than others. Ruan MingChi
did not understand that JiHao wanted him by his side when he was “dying”, so it made
JiHao a little grumpy.

Therefore, whether money was important or freedom was important, JiHao could no longer
understand the reason why Ruan MingChi continued to do this. He only knew that the love
for himself, ranked behind these two options.

When they got to the fifth city, JiHao's cough was already very serious. He could no longer
care about the industry, and instead began to fully cooperate with the doctor to prepare for
the next generation.
Ruan MingChi spent half of his time outside, and became more familiar with his work. He
learned how to quietly accumulate more and more money for himself, and the small vault
gradually became full. A result of JiHao’s indulgence.

Of course, under Ruan MingChi’s leadership, the Charity Foundation was formally
established. This act of cleaning up the assets in a short period of time, and creating the
charity caused a lot of speculation in the media. Some people even smelled the beginning of
Ji’s crisis. However, under Ruan MingChi’s “Koi attributes”, these rumors did not affect the
general situation. On the contrary, due to the sudden charity, Ji’s image improved, and his
assets in those countries expanded and several major projects came flooding in.

“Koi attributes” deserved its name.

Ruan MingChi worked happily in the beginning, but now he felt a little tired of wandering
around the outside world. As the inventory of the small vault increased, the original urgent
excitement had long disappeared. But he was like a hamster hoarding food. Collecting
money for himself was a habit that he had to do.

Once again, he returned to the hotel before the time when JiHao would usually explode. He
heard a loud “bang” before he entered the room, and he could feel his heart tremble. With a
deep breath, he opened the door.

The female doctor who often appeared during this time stood in the living room in fear, the
TV not far behind her had fallen to the ground with broken glass scattered all over the
floor, and traces of water spreading.

Ruan MingChi breathed lightly and he walked into the room. His eyes fell on the cracked
lines on the tv screen and frowned.

His arrival did not attract their attention. In the short, but suffocating silence, JiHao finally
spoke with sorrow, “So we’ve worked so hard for so long, but you’re telling me it’s all
useless now. What’s the difference between this and telling me that my child has died?
Since you don’t have that ability, who gave you such courage to open your mouth!”

The female doctor hugged the tablet in her arms like a life saving straw, without saying a
word.

When Ruan MingChi wanted to walk over, his movements stopped, and he stood in his spot.

He raised his eyebrows and tried to analyze the meaning of the sentence. Then his
expression turned complicated. For a moment, he couldn’t tell whether he was sad or
happy for a while.

Maybe he was sad.

If there was no way for JiHao to stay, he really hoped to have a child that looked like JiHao
to stay besides him. At least in the long term, when he was lonely in the future, he could
have a trace of comfort.

The female doctor spoke in a trembling voice, "According to your physical examination six
months ago, I can confirm that your body’s reproductive system was still healthy. But when
we examined you this time, we found that your physical condition is very bad. Multiple
organ functions failed a long time ago. There’s no doubt that your body has been suffering
from the erosion of some unknown element.”

Ruan MingChi’s heart that was still feeling said, suddenly started beating faster and his
head started to buzz.

Exposed!

JiHao's poisoning was finally exposed!

Was he going to be discovered? They would definitely find out. Except for him, there was
no second person who had the opportunity to poison the Ji leader.

Not only was he unlucky, he even caused JiHao’s death, and even hurt the expected child
before it could even be born. See, this was retribution for his wrong doings.

He will have nothing, he was destined to have nothing!

Chapter 58
After the doctor left, Ruan MingChi walked over to JiHao's side. During this time, the sun
was slanting to the west, and the color of blood wrapped around the shadow of the man’s
figure. As if the demon's hands were holding him, and dragging him into the abyss.

Ruan MingChi faced JiHao as if he had seen through everything. He knelt down besides the
man’s wheelchair and hugged his waist.

It was a gesture of repentance.

"What's wrong?" The big dry hand on top of his head stroked slowly and gently, and the
low-pitched voice of the man rang from above.

Ruan MingChi only buried his head in his arms and did not speak.

The hands stroking his head became more and more coaxing. He patted his back gently,
“Did you hear that?”

"En."
"What a pity."

"En."

"But it doesn't matter. She said that if I cure my body first, maybe there will still be a
chance.”

"En."

"So we need to go back. Therapy may take a long time. Although you may want to stay
outside, I still hope you can accompany me.”

"Okay, I'll go back with you." Ruan MingChi looked up and stared at the man’s dark eyes.
Then he stood up and kissed those cold lips, “Let’s go back now.”

It hadn’t even been a month, but they were already back at the magnificent house that
occupied most of the hill. The luxurious car slowly entered the garden, and the gate slowly
closed behind them.

Ruan MingChi, who was sitting next to JiHao, saw his garden from the car window and the
swing swinging from the wind under the big tree. He suddenly felt emotional and said, “I’m
home.”

"En, home."

The place where he once longed to escape, had unconsciously become home. The familiar
plants and trees were engraved in his childhood and youth. The sun was high in the blue
sky, and several white clouds floated by. Even the air seemed to permeate with the smell of
home.

When he was planning on leaving here, Ruan MingChi thought of where he would go next. It
was either to hide in the city, or live isolated in the old mountains. He had a lot of plans:
Explore the mountains, bask in the sun by the sea, and then stroll to the center of the city
with some like-minded friends.

He always thought that this was the best plan. It was freedom.

But he clearly had a lot of money now, and he had countless opportunities to escape before
returning to this house. What exactly bound his legs, and made him return to this prison
like house again.

Was it really a prison?

Ruan MingChi got out of the car and took a deep breath. His face was full of intoxication and
nostalgia.
No, this was not a prison, but his home.

He grew up here, and his soul had been integrated into every corner of this land. Even if he
left, he would only be a kite, holding onto its own string. Where could he go?

He had no family, no friends, and even lacked the basic ability to live. He seemed to have
nothing but money.

But back here, he had a lover, a family, and a friend. During those countless days and nights,
all these emotions were intertwined and connected to one person.

That’s right, JiHao.

How could a person he once hated to the bone, become so important?

JiHao, who was still sitting in the car, seemed to feel something. The dark mist came out of
his eyes. When he looked into the void, the originally tattered world was now glowing with
new vitality. The missing five relationship lines emerged from the ruins of damage and
gradually became the five pillars. Immediately afterwards, veins were produced like a
spider's web, covering the entire world.

It solidified.

And became real.

The originally obscure world veins were now transparent. The clouds in the sky were pure
and white, and the sun radiated warmth.

JiHao raised his eyebrows and didn't quite understand what made Ruan MingChi suddenly
come to self recognition. The self recognition of the lord of the world, was the self
recognition of the world. The incomplete world was instantly complete, and the five
relationships gathered.

This was a good thing, but what made JiHao even more surprised was that all five of Ruan
MingChi’s relationship lines were pointed at himself.

Love was without a doubt. Friendship worked in the past world, so it was acceptable. But
now even the family line was on himself. JiHao couldn’t imagine what kind of identity he
had in Ruan MingChi’s heart. Perhaps he was a close brother, a close friend, and a lover?

Could he still say that this was not Stockholm disease?

However, in addition to world love, what surprised JiHao most was the ever-changing fifth
line. Ruan MingChi’s fifth line in this world turned out to be "self love."
This kind of love was very strange, but not uncommon. Literally, it meant to cherish himself
and to recognize himself. In a deeper sense, it could be understanding the meaning of his
own existence, or he found a way to embody self worth. Allow himself into his heart, and
love himself.

This was something everyone had. Unfortunately, Ruan MingChi who was born an orphan,
ever since he was young, he learned to look at people’s faces and please JiHao and the Ji
Master and Mistress. He worked hard to become what others hoped to see, and in the end,
failed to cherish himself.

So this time that they went out… was mostly to establish that he was a person with a family,
or maybe because of the “small bank” he got that made him more confident, so the
relationship line “self love” finally appeared. It gave him this “self love” that everyone had,
but he had lacked the most.

This was pretty good.

When he saw that Ruan MingChi had all five relationships, JiHao couldn't help but smile.

A physical disability, and a disabled soul. Everything was put in a pile, and lived life messily.
Ruan MingChi’s trauma to the heart was cured, but his own legs were still lame. Moreover,
after calculating the time, the poison in his body should have accumulated to the max level.

Was he going to die?

Of course not.

He had to live a good life with Ruan MingChi for the second half of their life.

Therefore, the poison that was supposed to happen would not happen. Even the last of
Ruan MingChi’s “five relationship lines” were suddenly complete, he suddenly felt that it
was a bit unbearable.

So then should he start?

JiHao was a little hesitant.

But soon this kind of hesitation was occupied by the demonic desire to control. Since the
world was already so messed up, the relationship between the two of them were far from
pure, like the previous two worlds. Since the road was already paved, why not give it a try?

Anyway, he wasn’t going to die, right?

Even if the end results of the performance were not satisfactory, at least he was able to tell
if there was a knot between them (1). If there was an injury, then there was a cure. He
couldn’t plug one’s ears while stealing the bell and act like nothing happened (2). Wait until
the pus came out and the flesh to be gouged out, would the damage be even greater.

He thought for a long time, but it was only a few seconds, and JiHao made a decision.

So when Ruan MingChi brought him out of the car, he said, “Let’s find a doctor. I feel
terrible.”

After talking, JiHao coughed, and his face turned black and blue. A trace of blood spilled
from the corner of his mouth.

Ruan MingChi, who was intoxicated in the joy of returning home, suddenly changed his
expression and cried out, "Doctor! Doctor!!!"

...

JiHao's health was so bad that he laid in bed as soon as he returned to the room and never
got up. Everyday, doctors came in and out of the mansion. All the doctors who depended on
the Ji family to survive were serious. In order to save the gold master, sometimes they even
quarreled in the corridor next to the gate.

Ruan MingChi was there most of the time, but he only stood quietly listening to the heated
debate among the doctors, hoping to learn about the real situation from their words.

There was no doubt that the poison used by Ruan MingChi was way ahead of the science
field. This was the golden finger given to him. In fact, if he had really killed JiHao in one go,
his future might have been better.

Therefore, it seemed that the poison from another plane (world) baffled these doctors.
After three consecutive days of consultations and even summoning the world-famous
doctor to analyze JiHao’s body. He still could not find an effective treatment.

He was tossed around for three days.

JiHao's health was getting worse and worse.

When Ruan MingChi pushed the door and walked into the bedroom, he saw various high-
precision instruments placed beside the bed, all of which could be found in the intensive
care unit. JiHao was lying in bed. He had fallen into a coma, and his life was suspended.

There was no one else in the room. Taking care of JiHao was originally Ruan MingChi's job.
They were still far from tracking down who poisoned him, so Ruan MingChi could still get
close to JiHao.

Ruan MingChi sat by the bed and silently looked at JiHao. He was very silent these days. In
other people’s eyes, this was normal, because if the giant tree were to fall, the life that was
perched on the tree should be sad. Not only was Ruan MingChi silent, none of the workers
in the Ji house could laugh.

It was just a matter of course that other people took for granted, but it set off a tremendous
huge wave in Ruan MingChi’s heart.

The heartbeat meter kept crying "didi". The man who was sleeping on the bed just woke up
not too long ago, so he must sleep for a long time now. It was even possible for him to close
his eyes this time, and never wake up again.

Ruan MingChi was motionless like a ghost. His expression was blank and even a little
helpless. Only the occasional flash of cruelty added a touch of anger in him, but then he
would look confused.

He stood like this for a long time. Then he slowly sat down next to JiHao’s body. He leaned
over, and bent his upper body like a cat. One palm slowly rested on the man’s hand. While
the other palm slowly lifted. The fingers seemed to cross a long distance, before it finally
landed on the man’s oxygen mask.

Pull it off! Pull it off!

Pull out the oxygen tube before the truth was exposed. As long as JiHao was dead and the Ji
family was in chaos, none of the relatives would seek the truth. Only he would know the
secret of poisoning JiHao. From then on, the Ji family would have nothing to do with him,
and he could rely on his own money to survive.

Pull it off! Pull it off!

If JiHao woke up, he would definitely investigate thoroughly. There were too many places
where he had exposed his feet, and he didn’t hide his maliciousness at all. Instead of being
disgusted by JiHao and punished by him, it was better to kill him first!

His fingers slowly pressed on the oxygen mask. Ruan MingChi took a deep breath, his eyes
were like a knife. All his fears mixed with the calculations, and it gushed out like magma. He
exerted a little bit more strength, and felt his muscles shaking.
(1) A knot between them. I'm pretty sure he's mentioning the red string tying them
together, and that they were meant to be.
(2) 掩耳盗铃. Plug one's ear while stealing the bell. Idiom: Metaphorically deceiving
yourself. Something that should have been concealed, but was still revealed.

Chapter 59: Trying to Overcome and Contend with the Yearning

The Ji garden was very beautiful, beautiful in every sense, because it was not like a normal
garden. It was a place where a person placed all his desire and imagination for freedom,
into the garden.

The flowers that were quietly growing in the garden, without a doubt, were precious
varieties from all over the world. They were placed in different shapes according to the
owner’s preference, and then it created a huge pattern. When spring came, all the flowers
bloomed, and the garden was full of fragrance.

The garden belonged to the Ji family, but everyone who worked in the castle, knew that the
garden belonged to only one person, and he was the owner’s favorite. So he was allowed to
plant any flowers there.

When a doctor received an anonymous letter, he went to the garden with suspicion. He
found a small cluster of purple flowers in a corner of the garden.

The doctor was not a botanist, so of course he could not tell what kind of plant it was. Even
when the botanist came, even they couldn’t tell what it was.

This plant looked very common. The leaves that grew out of the ground were slightly
serrated and looked like radish leaves. It grew close to the ground, and each plant had five
leaves, no more, no less. In the middle of the leaves grew a long thin stem attached with a
small purple flower blooming at the top.

It was exactly the same as the photo in the anonymous letter.

The small flower was very fragile, and shook with the wind. When the doctor squatted
down, they smelled a faint, somewhat familiar, scent.

Four days later, a special drug for the poison was developed. When the first injection was
inserted into JiHao’s body, JiHao “watched” as Ruan MingChi ran away from home.

The man lying on the bed, inhaled and exhaled breath staggeringly, as if he could be on his
last breath. None of the doctors could tell if the drug was effective, as they looked around
nervously, with their eyebrows tightly furrowed.

But behind them, the particularly strong JiHao stood on the balcony and looked at the man
who was walking away with his head down. When the man got in the car and left the castle
without any hindrance, JiHao lightly took a step forward, and immediately crossed
hundreds of meters away. He floated down to the top of the car, and stayed there firmly,
leaving an empty shell lying on the bed, fooling the overly nervous doctors.

Ruan MingChi brought his passport, ID card, etc., and all other important documents, and
then left the rest of his belongings, including JiHao.

The heavenly demon, who was sitting on the roof of the car, had a gloomy face. He was
obviously angry at Ruan MingChi's decision to run away.

In all three worlds, JiHao had never been angry with Ruan MingChi. Even though Ruan
MingChi's decision was already within his expectations, he still felt a sense of anger as if he
had been abandoned.

That’s right, between life and love, almost everyone would undoubtedly choose the former.
In fear of what he did before, Ruan MingChi still chose to save JiHao’s life and expose
himself. If he didn’t escape, he would have to wait until JiHao woke up to punish him.

JiHao slowly sank down from the roof of the car, and then sat beside the man. He looked at
the man’s calm face from the side, and frowned.

Obviously, after leaving this time, Ruan MingChi was not going to come back again.

Therefore, it didn’t matter what love line, family line or friendship line there was. Loving
yourself was more important than everything.

JiHao was relieved and angry at the same time. In his heart, he had 10,000 ideas on how to
capture and torture him. But he restrained his emotions with reasoning.

He told himself that he shouldn’t let his negative emotions grow too much, or else it would
really hurt MingChi. When he teased MingChi playfully, everything was under control and
he could stop at any time. But the more angry he was, the more calm he had to be. This Qin
string was too fragile. He only needed a finger to crush it, so he had to learn to control his
strength and not harm him.

But... when “I” wake up, do you think you can escape?

JiHao coldly looked at Ruan MingChi, his black eyes were like a well.

Ruan MingChi, who was driving the car, shivered, and pressed harder on the accelerator.
He went at full speed on the smooth and open road, then plunged into the city.

JiHao thought Ruan MingChi would go directly to the airport, take the earliest flight out,
and then hide on the other side of the earth. But who knew that Ruan MingChi would
choose to stay in the city to slowly transfer out the money, then stay at a hotel while using
his own ID.

JiHao didn't understand this operation.

But when Ruan MingChi finally took out a bag full of bank cards from the hotel’s safe, JiHao
understood what he was doing.

In the next four days, Ruan MingChi transferred his funds while staying at the hotel. He
began to grow out his beard, and bought some new clothes for himself. And like this, he
prepared everything in an orderly way just for today. In the middle of the night, Ruan
MingChi wore his cap very low, and broke his ID card in half. His cap was pressed down so
low, that he was covered from the hotel monitoring, and disappeared into the city at night.

This was a very good method. JiHao had to admit that if he hadn’t been following Ruan
MingChi, it would have been difficult for him to find him again.

But it was because he admitted, and he was getting further and further from his “self”, that
the fire in his stomach was like boiling water, creating round pockets of bubbles.

En? You wanted to leave me so badly? You’re so sure that I will take revenge? You’re not
even willing to give me a chance?

That short period of tenderness he had towards Ruan MingChi, was all ignored.

Ruan MingChi took a taxi out of the city and into a town. Then he got another taxi to pass
through another city, and finally got away from the castle.

After half a month of resting, “JiHao” finally opened his eyes and the first sentence he said
was, “Find Ruan MingChi and bring him back.”

The cat was standing beside the mouse, waiting for the cat-and-mouse show to happen. He
was not afraid of spending money nor did he lack time. He wanted to know just how long
this little mouse could last in his net.

...

A month later.

When Ruan MingChi woke up from the bed, he seemed to smell JiHao fragrance. His
yearning was like maggots gnawing on him, further deepening.

But soon, he had to get up from the bed smelling of smelly feet and salty seawater. He felt
the swaying waves, and sat like he did most of his days, and looked at the sea in a daze.

The further away he was from JiHao, the less tense Ruan MingChi was, and the more
relaxed the tight string was inside Ruan MingChi’s head. When it fully loosened, he didn’t
know when his habit reappeared. He escaped, but the freedom that he imagined didn’t
come. He became more and more silent during the escape, and kept a stiff mask on his face.
He even forgot how to speak.

The fishing boat was smuggling them into F Country, and had been in the ocean for three
days. Ruan MingChi bought a first-class ticket, but he only had a place to lie down and sleep.
He had a full-on beard, and hadn’t taken a bath for several days. In fact, he was so dirty that
he had gotten used to it, and didn’t find it particularly annoying. What was difficult was
never seeing the coastline arrive, and the boat drifting on the sea alone.
The curtain for the door was lifted from the outside, and a dark sailor brought them a pot of
rice. The rice was topped with fish soup stewed with chinese cabbage. This was their three
meals everyday.

Ruan MingChi frowned when he saw the dinner. He was disgusted and didn't want to eat it.
His roommate on the next bed swallowed like a pig, which only exacerbated his nausea.

This fishing boat carried a total of twelve stowaways. There were two "first-class tickets",
and one ticket cost 200,000. If Ruan MingChi could get it, so could others.

He shared the “first class” with a burly man who had committed a crime. He looked very
fierce, but his character was quite hearty. He finished his breakfast in one breath, burped
and asked, “Are you sick of eating it? We have always eaten this kind of meal since we were
young. There’s no such thing as good or not good food. Just open your mouth and pour it
down. As long as you can be full, then it is enough.”

Ruan MingChi smiled, but had no appetite for the mushy breakfast.

While waiting for the crew to collect the bowls, he looked at the rice bowl that hadn't been
touched. He smiled meaningfully at Ruan MingChi and left without saying anything.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Ruan MingChi was finally hungry, but before he could get
lunch, he was informed by the crew.

"We have left the high seas. From here on, patrol officers will go on board to check at any
time. Go and hide under the cabin. If we’re fast, we can get there early in the morning.”

Ruan MingChi frowned, and got into the hiding place without a word.

He had hidden there on the first day, and was suffocated by the fishy smell inside.
Fortunately, he was able to change the cabin the next day, which was a little better. Now
that he was back, besides the fishy smell, there was another smell. It was the smell of
people living in a confined space for a long time.

Ten stowaways lived in this cabin for three days.

The mixed smell was extremely pungent, and the sour smell disgusted Ruan MingChi so
much that his stomach wanted to spit out yesterday’s meal. But since he didn’t eat much
yesterday, he couldn’t spit out anything. Finally, he held the bed board to find a place where
he could sit down. He slowly hugged his legs and curled up into a ball.

The waves were a bit big, and the boat was swaying endlessly. Because he couldn't see the
outside situation, time seemed to no longer have any meaning, and his thoughts scattered.
His brain couldn’t help but think of what he was trying to avoid.
JiHao, was he... healed?

He left because he was afraid of punishment, but he exposed himself only because he hoped
that JiHao would live. When he handed over the flower, he had already figured out his
escape route. But the further away he was, the more fear he felt.

The "fear" was not the fear of being caught and punished. The fear was that even though he
had done so much, JiHao still didn’t get better. He closed his eyes and felt sorrow that he
couldn’t accompany him even at his last breath. He was really sorry.

Really wanted to go back.

The hands holding onto both of his legs clenched into fists, trying to overcome and contend
with his yearning.

It was too hard.

In the silence, the pain was magnified to the extreme. The yearning turned into sharp
knives, and cutted into Ruan MingChi’s body a thousand times inside and out.

Chapter 60: He Felt a Little Heartache

JiHao sat next to Ruan MingChi in clean, black clothes of cloth. He had no wrinkles and his
face was clean and handsome as before. His dark eyes flashed when he saw Ruan MingChi.

He felt a little heartache.

No matter what Ruan MingChi did in this world, JiHao’s first impression of Ruan MingChi
was always the child being bullied by the rest of the swimming team. He was supposed to
be in the rebellious age, but because of his surrounding environment, he became silent and
dry. It made people want to especially hold him in their arms.

Come to think of it, Ruan MingChi had never been in such a situation. Unshaven, unsightly,
and sometimes he just hugged himself for half a day. He had starved for several days on this
broken boat, how could he wrong himself like that.

JiHao withdrew his gaze, in the dark room, the demon eyes were as bright as day. He saw
the “roommate” sitting in a corner and took out a finger-thick beef jerky from his pants
pocket, tore the package, and ate it slowly. When he looked at the others, they also brought
some food. Some even took an apple out to nibble. Although they all looked embarrassed,
but they did not torture their mouths and stomachs.

It was just this little fool who didn't know how to prepare for himself.
His finger flicked and the lights in the cabin flashed for a moment, before suddenly going
out.

"Ah! What happened?" Someone exclaimed.

"Boss! Boss! Why did the lights go out?

"Anyone? I'm afraid of the dark!”

The movement in the cabin caught the attention of the people outside. Someone opened the
hatch and said, “Don’t be noisy. It’s only going to be dark for a moment. If you guys get
caught, you will be sent back one by one, and the money won’t be refunded.”

Suddenly, there was no sound in the cabin.

Ruan MingChi didn't move much from beginning to end. He only looked up when the lights
were off, and then hugged himself tightly again, his eyes looking down and motionless.

All of a sudden, he felt someone come near. The hot temperature belonged to a man, but
then there were never any females on the ship.

Ruan MingChi was particularly sensitive to men, and immediately said, "Who is it?"

He hadn't spoken for a long time, so his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had
rubbed against coarse sandpaper.

As he spoke, Ruan MingChi's muscles tightened, and he even got ready to attack.

"Do you want to eat something?" The person said, "I have peanuts here. It’s so boring, why
don’t we chat for a bit?”"

"Thank you, but no thanks." Ruan MingChi spoke cautiously and moved to the side. From
the sound, he judged that the man was too close to him and intruded into his personal
space.

"Tsk, well, whatever you want,” the man said, and the sound of rummaging through his
pockets sounded in the darkness. Then there was the crisp sound of opening peanut shells.

Ruan MingChi was able to smell the fried peanuts in the air.

The food that was once easy to get was now extremely attractive. It stimulated Ruan
MingChi to secrete saliva like crazy. His adam’s apple slipped and he swallowed a large
mouthful of saliva.

The man chewed on the peanuts and said, "I saw you earlier, but then you left. You were
sleeping in that other place right? It was the first class, 200,000. I doubt that you’re short
on food. But since you have the money, what are you stowing away for? Where can you not
live a good life, unless you committed a crime? Or did you offend someone?”

"..." Ruan MingChi calmly kept quiet.

The man continued and said, “I wouldn’t do this if I had the money. I would fly over there
myself. My family has someone in F Country, so once I get there they’ll get me settled.
Anyway, it’s only going to be uncomfortable for a few days on the ship. It’ll be fine once we
get to the place. Where are you thinking of going afterwards?”

"..." Ruan MingChi's eyelashes trembled. Where could he go after leaving JiHao? The Ji
family’s industries were all over the world. Where could he go? He might just wander on
the road, and he may even die while wandering around.

The man’s voice was very young, with a strange accent, but the smell was not unpleasant.
He not only smelled of dry aroma of fried peanuts, he also had a light aroma. It isolated the
various other odors in the cabin, and it reminded Ruan MingChi of the garden he had taken
care of, in which he had planted the deadly poison. It smelled like his garden.

When he finished reminiscing, something touched his thigh. He was startled and about to
jump away when he heard the man say, “Do you want some beef jerky? They still haven’t
delivered lunch at this time, and we don’t even know if we’ll get dinner. To be honest, that
fish soup rice really can not be eaten by humans. Except for the fishy smell, there’s no taste.
When I smelled it, I almost vomited.”

"Hey, hello? Are you or are you not eating?”

"...Forget it, I shouldn’t have bothered to give you anything. You’re suspecting me of having
poison in my things aren’t you…”

Ruan MingChi squeezed his palm, and in the end he couldn’t help but to open his mouth
and say, “I do want… Thank you…”

He hadn’t eaten well since he boarded the boat. It was one thing to eat bad food. His heart
was heavy, and it was pressed so heavily that he had no appetite. But in the past few days,
all three meals were given on time, although he barely ate. But today, he missed breakfast
and lunch, so his body instincts were crying. He couldn’t resist the temptation of food.

The package of beef jerky was placed into Ruan MingChi’s hand. He clenched the package
tightly, stroked the edges with his fingers, and then skillfully tore open the beef jerky
package. The rich flavor of beef suddenly poured into his nose.

He placed it by his nose to smell it, then took a tentative bite. He was able to tell
immediately that this was his favorite brand.
The familiar taste completely awakened Ruan MingChi's appetite. He ate the beef jerky in
one bite, and he could not stop chewing.

JiHao looked at him while sitting next to him. He looked like a hungry kitten eating, and a
smile appeared on JiHao’s face.

It seemed that he really loved Ruan MingChi. He was definitely angry, but he couldn’t stand
him suffering this way. He couldn’t tell who was being punished here. He looked at the
reticent Ruan MingChi, looked at the haggard appearance, looked at him starving. It was as
if he was experiencing it with him.

He waited for Ruan MingChi to finish eating the jerky, and JiHao took out a handful of
peanuts from the void. He opened a random one and asked him, “Do you want peanuts?"

Ruan MingChi, who had swallowed the beef, looked over at him. His eyes were out of focus,
but he still had some spirit that still attracted others. He finally nodded in a shy way,
“Thank you.”

JiHao put the peanuts in the small outstretched hand and deliberately dropped some on the
ground. So when the small hand touched around on the floor, JiHao simply dropped some
more in his hands. In the end, Ruan MingChi received more than his two hands could hold.

Darkness was the best camouflage. Ruan MingChi’s eyes could not hide the depression as
he cracked the peanuts. The crisp taste of peanuts exploded in his mouth. The man with too
many thoughts, decided to unburden himself a little.

"Have you ever hurt anyone before?"

JiHao answered him in a tense voice, "No! How could I! Although I stole, I've never done
such a thing. I swear!”

"I have." Ruan MingChi said, "I used to think that it was something that I had to do. Even if I
lost everything, I still had to see it through. So I put in my all. But when I finished, I realized
that the result was completely different from what I wanted. When I was younger, someone
told me not to do bad things, if I do bad things, I will get punished. When I got older,
someone told me not to make mistakes, there will be retribution for mistakes. I knew all of
this, so I seriously thought about it, since I really wanted to do this, why would it be wrong.
I also thought that I would never regret it….”

"Click!"

Someone suddenly tried to work a cigarette lighter in the corner of the room, but the
sudden light did not have time to illuminate the cabin before it went out.

Ruan MingChi’s eyes jumped but he continued, "...but, mistakes are mistakes. Even though
you have thousands of reasons, but the moment you do something wrong, you have to be
responsible for your own mistakes....”

"Click!"

There was another sound, and another click was struck, accompanied with a curse, “Damn,
why won’t it light?”

Someone shouted, "What are you doing? You can’t smoke here.”

"Go away. Lao’zi is not smoking (1). So what about me just lighting a fire?”

"Click!"

He tried again.

This time, the fire leaped out and instantly illuminated the narrow and dark cabin.

The light brought warmth, and Ruan MingChi looked for the man besides him in the faint
light. Then his body immediately tensed.

There was no one around him!

Not far away from him was a pile of thick twine ropes piled up messily, with some fish
hooks and iron pieces on it. This definitely could not be sat on.

And the fresh scent that expelled the stench earlier, now dissipated in the short time. But
Ruan MingChi felt that he was a little familiar with the remaining smell.

Ruan MingChi froze for two seconds, his brain spun quickly. He tried to find the person who
was at his side for such a short time. But at a glance, based on the people in the cabin and
their attitudes, no matter the distance, could not have sat next to him in one second, then
moved so far the next.

As the flame weakened, Ruan MingChi’s heart trembled. He wasn’t sure if he was in an
illusion, until he saw peanuts piled up by his feet and the torn beef jerky packages.

A terrible thought came with the sudden darkness.

"Click!"

"Click!"

The sound of the lighter being lit would not stop. The sound of the man cursing along with
the lighter running out, sounded in the cabin.

There was no more light in the cabin.

Ruan MingChi's eyes were very big, as if he had seen a ghost. There was only one image that
he remembered. There was a yellow “C” printed on the white transparent beef jerky
package. It was the exact same as the commercially available C brand beef jerky on the
market. But where the C should have been, there was a J printed on it.

This meant that it was the Ji family’s special supply.

The C brand reached perfection in serving the aristocrats. In order to meet the aristocrat’s
different taste, the beef was custom made for each family, and different parts of the beef
were provided.

Looking back carefully, the beef was soft and although it was dried to make beef jerky, it
did not take him too much time to eat. He was able to eat it smoothly, and the taste was
exactly the same as that of the ones at home. He couldn’t imagine anyone in the cabin could
get the special supply provided to the Ji family.

"Who just gave me something? Who gave me the beef jerky?" Ruan MingChi asked with a
trembling voice, as he endured this indescribable fear.
(1) 老子. I don't remember if I explained this. But sometimes people don't say "I", they'll
say, "This old me" or "This king". Sometimes they're truly old, sometimes it sarcastically
gives them a higher "level". Can be said as a joke between friends.

Chapter 61: He was Going to Wait, the Punishment was Coming Sooner or Later.
Naturally, Ruan MingChi’s question was ignored.

"Please, someone tell me? Don’t joke around?” He asked humbly.

Someone spoke, but instead of answering him, he sneered, "Who are you? If I had beef
jerky, wouldn’t I eat it myself.”

Ruan MingChi swallowed but still spoke, "Did anyone come up to me? Just came up to me
and gave me something, then left? I beg you guys, please tell me.”

This time no one spoke. All that could be heard was Ruan MingChi’s trembling voice, and
there was a strange feeling from these words which filled the cabin with a terrible
atmosphere.

"Click!"

The lighter sounded again.

The man cursed, "Can you shut up? Who are you trying to scare? Believe it or not, I will beat
you to death.”

Ruan MingChi was desperate.

Why wasn’t anyone stepping up?

Just who was the person who was talking next to him?

The tension brought back the familiar nausea, and his stomach churned to tell him that he
really just ate something. Some peanuts, and some special beef from the Ji family.

Whoever gave it to him, was definitely not himself. There must be someone who was trying
to scare him! Yeah! It's JiHao! JiHao must be following him! Then he would suddenly appear
with an evil voice and say, look, I found you.

But……

How could this be possible……

His logic was overturned in the next second. The young man hugged himself tightly, opened
his mouth like he was drowning, and choked on his tears.

JiHao came to find him...

He came……

Did he turn into a ghost to find him?

He died!

Died!

The terrible fear instantly turned into a more violent grief. The grief blotted out the sky and
covered up the sky, swept over him and crushed him.

"Ah... ah..." An uncontrollable cry came out of his throat, and then it turned into a pained
piercing cry. He wasn’t able to clearly say words because he was in too much pain. He felt
like he was being crushed by boulders.

What he was crying out wasn’t tears, but blood.

JiHao was dead.

He died.
"Ah...ah..."

I’m sorry. Sorry, so sorry.

JiHao...

"What’s going on?"

"Who is crying?"

"Can you just stop?”

"Be quiet!"

However, these complaints did not enter Ruan MingChi's ears at all. He made a hoarse gasp,
but because he couldn’t cry out properly, his body twitched. He kneeled on the ground, and
crawled on the floor. He wanted to go out. He had to go out!

It was all false. All the things he thought were not true. He needed light, he needed more
accurate information. There was no way JiHao died, the scourge would live for a thousand
years, but he would not die. He couldn’t!

From a void came a sigh. As if the man’s breath was lingering around him. The temperature
dropped several degrees in an instant, and Ruan MingChi instinctively pursued the
temperature.

"..." Ruan MingChi tried to keep his eyes open, and ignored the tears rushing down. He
rushed towards the familiar temperature as if he was going to pounce into JiHao’s arms.

The next second, he pounced on something, and touched the door bolt.

His hands fumbled around on the door, then he raised his arms and struck the door
violently.

"Open the door! Let me go out! I need to get out! Open the door..."

The hoarse shout not only disturbed the people in the cabin, but also the marine patrol
officers who had just stepped on the fishing boat.

The door opened quickly, and Ruan MingChi saw a blond man with blue eyes wearing a
military cap. His Roman (hook) nose was very conspicuous, as his cold eyes fell on Ruan
MingChi’s face. The eyes slowly narrowed.

"￥...%..." He turned his head and said something to the crew.

Ruan MingChi gained the cold and cruel eyes of the crew.

...

Ruan MingChi, along with the stowaways, and the crew on the fishing boat, were taken to
the police station in the harbor. He faced those angry eyes, and reported his identity and
the Ji family’s number. He was isolated before he could be harmed more.

He grabbed the black fence of his □□ room, and spoke eagerly to the police officer who was
leaving, "Please, help me find a Chinese newspaper or news about the Ji family. Could you
do that?”

The policeman gave him a glance and ignored him.

The confinement room soon became quiet. The crew and the stowaways who were in the
next confinement room began to yell, but Ruan MingChi sat on the humble stone stool and
turned a deaf ear. He bit his nails and tore his lips. He was shrouded in endless terror and
sadness.

JiHao had to urge the local lawyer to hurry up. He was really worried that the guy would be
scared crazy later.

Originally he was just feeding him with kind-hearted feelings, but how could he be so timid
that he was now scared to death.

Because when Ruan MingChi was running away, and was too sad, he didn’t call out JiHao’s
name. It caused JiHao to misunderstand. Although he was distressed, the fire in his heart
wasn’t completely vented.

He walked around Ruan MingChi twice, and embraced him into his arms. He looked at the
bloody man who was almost masochistic, tearing his fingers and lips, and his eyebrows all
tense.

So stupid!

You’re so timid, but you dare to run out. Too naive!

And also when is that lawyer coming? Could they hurry up!

When JiHao's patience was about to reach its limit, the lawyer arrived and the huge bail
was handed over without hesitation. Ruan MingChi was quickly released on bail.

This lawyer had met Ruan MingChi before. It was really hard to imagine how the lover who
was pampered by Mr. Ji treated himself like this. But this was not what he needed to know.
He brought him to the car and sent him to the hotel. He waited until noon the next day, to
receive his ID card and airplane ticket delivered by the Ji family.
Ruan MingChi, who had reorganized himself, still looked haggard, but the news he learned
from last night calmed him down a lot.

JiHao had woken up and recovered very well.

He was not dead. He was still alive.

Joy sprouted in Ruan MingChi’s heart at the news of the man being still alive. Even though
he might suffer unimaginable punishment after returning, his heart felt lighter, and he also
felt better.

He thought to himself…. Let’s just go back, whatever the punishment was, he was going to
stay by the person’s side, spend the rest of his life to repent, take care of him, and love him.

...

Ruan MingChi’s stowaway situation ended like this.

He ran away in such a manner for a month, but it didn’t even take him two days to return
home. He sat in the Ji family’s luxurious private plane, enjoyed the expensive food and
stewardess service. Ruan MingChi felt like a joke.

However, even if it was considered a joke, even if he was ridiculed by everyone, even if he
was ridiculed by JiHao, he still wanted to hug JiHao and celebrate this new life.

The plane landed at the airport closest to the house. The car that was going to drive him
home was directly parked inside the airport. When he got in the car, he thought it was
unnecessary. At present, no one wanted to go home more than he did.

The car stopped in front of the big doors. Ruan MingChi pushed the door open and entered.
The castle was quiet, and the servants were nowhere to be seen. Ruan MingChi licked the
painful corners of his mouth. Instead of taking the elevator, he chose to walk all the way up
the soft carpeted stairs.

When he looked up at the hallway upstairs, he vaguely felt as if he was stepping on the red
carpet. The man who was waiting for him on the red carpet seemed to be sitting besides a
priest and smiled at him.

The last two steps were taken in one step. He could no longer wait, even if it was hell in
front of him.

Finally, after walking down the long corridor, he saw a man in a wheelchair on the balcony
of the study. It directly faced the garden outside. When Ruan MingChi walked over, he
glanced over at the corner of the garden. The purple flowers in the corner had been
uprooted, and the newly turned land was like a scar. It wasn’t able to heal within a short
time.

Ruan MingChi walked over, and like a coquettish cat, he quietly knelt beside JiHao, and
placed his head on JiHao’s knee. This was a habitual submissive gesture, but this time Ruan
MingChi was willing to do so.

It’s just that the palm that usually stroked the top of his head, didn’t come. He waited for a
while and looked up to see the man’s cold chin, as if engraved with sadness and anger. But
as soon as he remembered that the man almost died, Ruan MingChi completely ignored the
horror rising up from seeing this face. He stretched out his arms and hugged the man’s
waist.

JiHao looked down and lifted Ruan MingChi’s chin with his hand. He squinted slightly and
touched Ruan MingChi's bloody scabbed lips with his thumb, and sighed in his heart.

He was angry again, but when he saw this miserable appearance, he couldn’t bear to
torture him anymore. After all, this was the lover he placed in the middle of his palm for
two worlds. Although he was willing to fight wits with him, they had never “played” until
damaging anyone’s condition. But when he went out this time, he saw with his own eyes
how much Ruan MingChi suffered, and became so thin, just to gain an upper hand.
Therefore he wondered if he should take care of Ruan MingChi well and put some flesh into
the little face before talking again.

JiHao thought about it and did it.

His fingers touched Ruan MingChi’s lips, then gently touched Ruan MingChi’s face. He gave
him a push and said, “Go back to your room first and take a rest.”

Ruan MingChi looked at him in surprise. His body, which had already planned to bear the
pain had already habitually tightened, but at this moment, he was a little confused.

He frowned and said, “Are you angry right now?”

"Not really." JiHao didn't want to scare Ruan MingChi anymore. He felt guilty of scaring him
like what happened in the cabin. Therefore, he spoke softly and hid the slight anger in his
heart.

But Ruan MingChi didn't believe it at all!

How was JiHao not angry? Did he not poison him? He even left in fear of punishment, but
now he was sent back in this awkward position. How could he not be angry.

Ruan MingChi's eyes widened. He tried to discern from JiHao’s eyes, until he found that
JiHao’s eyes were darker than usual. As if there was a sense of restrained distance
appearing between them. Ruan MingChi thought dejectedly, that’s right. How could he not
get angry? He’s just too angry, that he still hasn’t decided how to punish him.
Thinking up to here, Ruan MingChi lowered his eyes and said obediently, “Alright. I
understand young master. Then I’ll go back and rest.”

And then I will wait for your punishment. How could everything be fine. Even if I were to be
killed--no. Because you are still alive, it’s given me life. I still want to stay by your side and
take care of you.

The thick eyelashes obscured the water emerging from the bottom of his eyes. Ruan
MingChi stood up from kneeling and smiled a faint smile to JiHao. He turned around,
arrived at his room and shut himself in the room.

He was going to wait, the punishment was coming sooner or later.

Chapter 62: He No Longer Loved Him, No Longer Approached Him, He Hated Him.
The castle was built on the mountain. The mountain wasn’t very big, and there were also
spacious roads leading down into the city. Even standing on the balcony of the castle, one
could see the lights in the distance, looking like a bright universe at night.

But this aristocrat lived alone in this magnificent castle. The glory and splendor of the day
gradually became desolate and lonely as the night fell.

The mountain breeze was always stronger than in the city. It blew through the windows
making a whirring sound. In the daytime, the lush tree would make rustling sounds. Even if
the garden was decorated with lights, it left shadows of ghosts on the window.

Ruan MingChi took a bath early, applied a soft balm from head to toe, and waited for the
young master's summons that night. But even at nine o’clock, he didn’t hear the familiar
sound of the electric wheelchair, and his door remained closed. No one tried to knock on
the door.

Ruan MingChi, who was waiting by the bed, looked lonely with his head down and
scratching at his fingers. When the cold wind licked his back, and the sound of the wind hit
his eardrums, the corner of his mouth tensed. He pulled the quilt over and wrapped himself
from head to toe.

At this time, the memory of the cabin in the dark emerged, like a devil who woke up from a
nap. Although he forgot it for a moment, it never left. The terrifying nightmare struck again.

He was sure that there was someone definitely around him at that time. He also didn’t
misread the special symbol on the packaging by his foot. At that time, something must have
delivered the food to him. If it wasn’t JiHao, then who was it? A ghost who had drowned in
the sea?

The fear from having met a ghost started from the toes and up. No matter how tightly he
wrapped himself, his eyes fell on the door, looking forward to the appearance of that
person.

He wanted to hug him, and he wanted to be hugged by him. He was eager to expel all his
fear and anxiety in that embrace.

However, even when Ruan MingChi barely fell asleep, the door was not pushed open.

In the middle of the night, he was awakened by a nightmare. He suddenly felt panic along
with a sense of fear rising up in his heart.

He seemed to have understood what JiHao's punishment was.

He was no longer going to love him again, no longer approach him again, he hated him.

Although it didn’t hurt like a wound, and it didn’t leave any bruises on his skin, the feeling
wasn’t good. Ruan MingChi only felt like his heart was repetitively pierced by something
that night, and it left blood all over the bed.

He kept his eyes open, and didn’t fall asleep until dawn.

The next morning at nine, the door to his room was finally knocked on. When Ruan
MingChi looked at it with his tired eyes, the person he expected did not come in. Instead, a
servant came in with breakfast and placed it on the bed. They placed a napkin on Ruan
MingChi’s chest, then left respectfully. Not a word was spoken from beginning to end.

Ruan MingChi ate, but he couldn’t taste it. It was as if he was back on the boat again and the
whole world was shaking. He wasn’t able to taste the breakfast, and even the sweets turned
bitter.

It really tasted bad.

The servant who came to collect the plates saw that the food had been hardly touched, but
still took it away without a word, and left. When lunch was delivered, they were all dishes
that Ruan MingChi liked to eat. They were accompanied with green leaves, and light and
fresh rice. Ruan MingChi finally ate a little bit.

This castle was JiHao's home, but it was also his home. Everything that he liked and didn’t
like were remembered clearly by the servants of the family. They were also able to give the
best service.

Ruan MingChi suddenly didn't know why he ran away before… Oh, yes, because he had
tried to kill JiHao with poison…. So why did he still come back? Could he still enjoy all of
this for granted?

A strong sense of guilt came, and the little appetite he just had disappeared instantly. He
resisted the nausea and put down his chopsticks.

"Where is the young master?" Ruan MingChi called over a servant and asked what he
wanted to know the most.

The servant said, "A doctor is here."

Ruan MingChi frowned, "Did he get better?”

"I'm not too sure, but the young master has gone downstairs these days, and his
complexion looked pretty good."

Ruan MingChi breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, could you call the doctor over? It’s not
convenient for me to go out now, but I’m very concerned about the young master’s health.”

The servant looked at him questioningly, "You need me to call the doctor over? You could
directly go over yourself.”

Ruan MingChi’s eyebrows were raised and he wanted to ask her, perhaps if I wasn’t
banned…. But obviously he didn’t. The servant’s attitude towards him was normal. Even
though he had been away for a month, and he had even tried to poison the owner of this
castle, it didn’t affect the servant’s attitude towards him. This meant only one thing, JiHao
had concealed it, so the servants were still respectful towards him.

So after lunch, Ruan MingChi hesitated to open the door. There was no guard at the door,
and there were also no servants to be seen downstairs. It was just like the home he always
lived in, except there were traces of himself and JiHao’s. This house did not allow too many
other people to appear.

No one restrained nor watched Ruan MingChi’s actions, even when he walked to the edge
of the garden. He tentatively arrived at the gate and stood there for a while. When he
turned around, he saw JiHao’s figure on the balcony of his study on the third floor.

JiHao was sitting in his wheelchair, wearing a black high-collared jacket. His gaze was like a
sharp weapon. Sharp, pointed, and icy cold.

After a brief glance, the light in JiHao’s eyes retreated first. Ruan MingChi’s heart went into
turmoil and he tightened his jacket before running up to beneath the balcony. With a loud
voice, he said, “I didn’t… I wasn’t going to leave… I--I’m already back. I’m not going to leave
again.”

There was no response from the top of his head. Ruan MingChi waited for a long time, but
no one answered him. He bit his lower lip and quickly stepped into the big castle and
walked to the study.

When he knocked on the door, JiHao was still on the balcony, with a woolen blanket over
his legs as well as some documents.

Just now, the head of the research institute as well as the research and development team
leader just came, with eyes filled with mist belonging to that of a demon. Then they
submitted the research report and treatment application of the “human spinal
replacement” to him.

JiHao drove them away without even looking at it.

Of course he had done this on a whim at first. He wanted to try and see if Ruan MingChi
would dare to die for him, but now it was suddenly boring.

What was there to try?

The world itself was in a position of absolute control. Ruan MingChi’s obedience and love
were based on a relationship of unequal status. His feelings for himself were complicated
and distorted, and were no longer pure since a long time ago. The results of this “try” may
not necessarily be the real truth.

JiHao never admitted that he had a little bit of a guilty conscience. Ruan MingChi's
determination to escape, and his long planned escape had cut into JiHao’s confident heart,
leaving him at a loss even to this day.

Forget it, just close the door and live a good life. Just like the previous two worlds,
regardless of how long the relationship was, it was pure love. When did he become so
greedy?

So when Ruan MingChi knocked on the door, and pushed the door in, JiHao looked at Ruan
MingChi’s thin face and the even darker circles.

So pitiful.

Whether it was the suffering he received from this escape, or when he had frightened him
on the boat, Ruan MingChi was really overwhelmed. He was like a fragile bubble, causing
JiHao to not know where to start.

So JiHao adjusted his face, put on a soft tone, and said gently like the previous two worlds,
"Why don’t you go back and rest well. You don’t have to care about me.”

JiHao's words blocked Ruan MingChi's thoughts that he had been brewing on while on the
way.

For so many years, JiHao had almost never chased him out. Even when he was not treating
him well, he would beat and scold him if he was anxious, but he had never alienated him.
The man had lost his family, and even lost his legs, fully depended on him. He always held
his hand while sleeping.

But today, his first sentence was to drive him away.

At this moment, Ruan MingChi's eyebrows deeply furrowed, and the side of his face almost
twisted.

"Young master, I'm feeling very good. I want to accompany you.” Ruan MingChi said softly,
his words full of pleading.

JiHao shook his head. His body was now strong, and he had sound limbs. He had been
pretending to sit in a wheelchair and pretending to be disabled for too long. Did Ruan
MingChi still think that he was so weak? Why was it necessary for a person who looked like
they would fall just from the wind, to take good care of others.

JiHao's refusal once again cut off Ruan MingChi's last expectation. Although the corners of
Ruan MingChi’s mouth was hooked up, he couldn’t really smile. He finally left with his head
down.

When the door was closed, JiHao turned back into the study and dropped the documents on
the table. Then he video chatted with the manager.

Being too rich was also very boring, since wealth was at the fingertips. Unlike the previous
two worlds where he had a career to kill time, JiHao had nothing to do now. He thought
about it. He looked into his family’s industries to see how much wealth he could
accumulate.

Like this, for about two days, JiHao didn’t disturb Ruan MingChi in order for him to rest
well. He spent his time playing the “real business game”. He dispatched his troops
regardless of the chaos of the outside world. He only invested and withdrew according to
his own preferences, which caused changes to the world economy.

When Ruan MingChi's cell phone rang, it was already two days later. For these two days, he
stayed in his room obediently, hoping to show that he understood and was admitting to his
mistakes.

At this moment, the general manager’s phone number appeared on his phone.

The general manager was now 50 years old and was always employed by the Ji family. He
even held shares in the Ji family industry. He was responsible for managing most of Ji
family’s investments.

The general manager mentioned on the phone that JiHao had not been doing any regular
investments or withdrawals recently. These kinds of disruptive behavior had caused
multiple countries to be warned by their economic sector. On one hand he hoped that Ruan
MingChi could dissuade JiHao’s irresponsible behavior, and on the other hand, he wanted
to know the inside story.

After hearing this, Ruan MingChi laughed bitterly. What right did he have to interfere with
JiHao’s decision. At the same time, he also thought, in fact, even before, he wasn’t qualified.

But in any case, the manager's phone call gave him a chance to see JiHao.

He hadn’t seen the man for several days. He really missed him.

Chapter 63: Once He was Well, It will be Doubled in Return! (Part 1)

Ruan MingChi knocked on JiHao's door lightly, but there was no response. Ruan MingChi
waited for a while, then pushed the door open and gently walked in. Sure enough, he saw
JiHao taking a nap on the bed.

Ruan MingChi bit his lower lip. He coveted the place on the bed next to JiHao. He hesitated
again and again, and walked over to the side of the bed.

Just hug for a bit. He was only going to hug for a bit, and he would be content.

He really, really missed him.

But just before he got onto the bed, Ruan MingChi's attention was attracted by the
documents on the bedside table. He glanced at JiHao who was deeply asleep, and carefully
picked up the documents and flipped through them.

This was the scene that JiHao saw the moment he returned to the bedroom.

JiHao had been busy playing the "real business game" recently, but he was not playing
around randomly. He left a shell here to eat and sleep on time, but he was actually running
several laps around the world. With his secret visits, he found a lot of problems. Naturally,
the tumor had to be cut off early.

He still had to live in this world for a lifetime. Only with enough wealth could he live
comfortably and free. He couldn’t be indifferent to it all.

Just now, he felt that someone came to his side, but the aura was familiar. So JiHao instantly
relaxed his vigilance once he knew that the person was Ruan MingChi.

On one side he was wondering why Ruan MingChi came to his side at this time, on the other
side he was cutting through space to return to where his body was. Then he saw Ruan
MingChi kneeling on the bed, looking at the documents he had placed on the bedside table.

He had made the “human spine replacement” report on a whim. Anyone with a bit of
intelligence would probably laugh at this document. It was absolutely impossible.

First of all, this kind of experiment was totally forbidden. It was human body research, to
replace one spine with another. Who would be this crazy? Who dared to study? Besides, the
human body was the biggest biological mystery on earth. At present, human medical
technology has not reached the level of healing dead nerves, let alone such a critical place
like the spine. He also knew that the technology could not achieve the impossible.

JiHao also felt that he had been too bored lately, and naturally discarded it. Now that Ruan
MingChi saw it, he was now a joke.

After he walked around Ruan MingChi twice, he walked over to where his body was and
was about to lie down and pretend he had just woken up. He saw that Ruan MingChi had
already read two pages at a glance, then gently put the documents back on the bedside
table, lifted the blanket and gently got into the bed.

The corner of JiHao's mouth twitched, and he naturally quickly got into his body. He waited
for Ruan MingChi to stick to him and then hug him.

"What is it?" JiHao pretended to just wake up and turned to look at Ruan MingChi.

Ruan MingChi’s expression was a little dull. He looked at JiHao as if his soul had flown
away. Then he placed his arms around JiHao’s waist without saying a word. He put his head
on JiHao’s shoulder and held him tightly with a stubborn strength.

JiHao hadn't hugged his little lover for a long time, so he simply enjoyed the tenderness of
this moment. He hugged him back and kissed the whirl of hair, “What’s the matter?”

Ruan MingChi didn't speak, and continued to hug him tightly for a while. Then he raised his
head and took the initiative to kiss JiHao’s lips. The words that JiHao had wanted to say
were all thrown away by the passionate kiss, as he used his hand to deepen the kiss.

When he came back to his senses, it was already night.

Chapter 63: Once He was Well, It will be Doubled in Return! (Part 2)

Once the Ruan MingChi with a lot of things on his mind took initiative, it was particularly
tempting. Unfortunately, JiHao was now a “waste”. After being pushed around for a whole
afternoon, Ruan MingChi’s eyes turned red. When they finally had a little rest, JiHao hugged
Ruan MingChi and said, “I really want to immediately cure my legs.”

Ruan MingChi was feeling drowsy in those arms, with his hair covered in sweat. When he
heard this, he reluctantly opened his eyes and muttered, “Me too.”

"There are some results from the research institute, they should have it soon.” Having said
this, JiHao completely forgot about the documents on the bedside table that could only fool
elementary school students. He was determined to pave the way to regain his own glory.
Anyway, it would only take three months. He had to take revenge for today’s “Enemy of
Temptation”.

He was going too far, he knew that JiHao was a handicapped person, but he was still so
tempting and delicious. Once he was well, he was going to return it in double!

Ruan MingChi closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and with a kind
of relief, he said softly, "You will stand up soon. Very soon."

There was a trace of foreboding in the firm tone, but Ruan MingChi's thin eyelid blocked
the light in his eyes. Even the demon was deceived, thinking that the man's gentleness came
from the lingering love of just now.

The next day, JiHao left his shell to work on business again. Ruan MingChi saw that
yesterday's warmth did not change anything in their relationship. Ruan MingChi smiled
bitterly in his heart, and stopped being obsessed.

Alright, he was satisfied now. If he had to talk about any uses that he still had, and the
mistakes that he had to make up for, there was probably only one way.

The sun at noon was very hot. In his own room, Ruan MingChi dialed a number from his
window. During this time, the sun was shining on his face and illuminated the little bit of
paranoia in his black eyes, which was spreading at a terrible speed.

He spoke in a calm tone, "Bevin, this is Ruan MingChi. Whenever the surgery is happening, I
will cooperate.”

The research institute on the other side of the phone was still shrouded in the magic mist.
Everyone firmly believed that the research on "Human Spinal Replacement" would be a
huge success. The head of the research institute, Bevin, had been waiting for JiHao’s order
for a long time. He was eager and excited, “Any time. You can come over here, or we can go
over there. We can give Mr. Ji a healthy spine at any time. I can swear that the operation is
going to be a success. He’s going to be able to stand up!”

Ruan MingChi's eyes flashed. He was eager to make atonement, and he believed Bevin
without any hesitation.

He smiled at the corner of his mouth, “Is tomorrow alright?”

When he said this, the heart that had been tied up for the last few days was finally able to
breath. He embraced the fresh air and felt extremely happy.

Very soon, you will be able to stand up. I may not be able to see it then. But I can imagine,
just how handsome you will be at that moment.

That evening, JiHao asked him to have dinner together. Ruan MingChi smiled very happily.
When his line of sight fell on JiHao’s face, the smile was like a blooming flower. Facing
JiHao’s eyes, every ** petal stretched out happily (1).

JiHao was drawn to these eyes and smiles. He approached him and asked, “Why are you so
happy?”

Ruan MingChi curled his lips into a smile, "Can I sleep with you at night?"

Was he always this direct?

JiHao's eyes were ambiguous, his gaze lingered on his face, and said, "Of course."

Today’s Ruan MingChi was more enthusiastic than yesterday. JiHao was so tempted that his
head started to cold sweat. He had wanted to jump up directly several times and just forget
about the rest. His last reasons were strained so tightly, it was to the point of breaking in
the next second.

But this eagerness for action, was after all, still controlled by JiHao.

He was aware of his need to be in control of everything. Enjoying a delicious meal was
nothing more than spending a little cooking time. But if he exposed his special abilities in
front of Ruan MingChi, and in turn it stimulated immortal Ruan’s subconsciousness in the
other world. It would punish him in this world. Then it really wasn’t worth it.

But would immortal Ruan really appear?

He felt like he was constrained by something in the world. The feeling of control was also
becoming particularly stronger after his frequent use of the demon power recently.

It was hard for him to describe that feeling. But it was as if the world in front of him gave
off a very fake feeling…. Although the worlds was indeed fake, he vaguely felt that there
was something wrong with it. There was a mysterious power hidden in this world, and it
was trying to do something.

But very quickly, JiHao was distracted by Ruan MingChi taking initiative again. The doubts
were quickly suppressed deep in his heart. For a long time, JiHao, who was controlled by
the **, couldn’t even remember why he was here or who he was.

It wasn’t until the next morning, when JiHao woke up and touched the side next to him, and
realized that the bed was cold. Ruan MingChi who was sleeping besides him last night, had
quietly left while he was sleeping.

Wasn’t this strange?

Ruan MingChi didn’t even wake him up.

He obviously didn’t need to sleep, but he would also sleep so deeply, that he didn’t even
know when the person next to him had left.

After thinking about it, JiHao could only explain this controlling feature to be a rule of the
world. Just like how in this world, he couldn’t use the power of the demon in front of
people, and he couldn’t arbitrarily dispose of human lifes. The rules of this world were all
created by Ruan MingChi’s cognition. If he didn’t want to run into Ruan MingChi, he could
only choose to act according to the rules.

These rules caused JiHao’s hands to be tied. But because he cherished his life, he had to act
according to the rules. It gave JiHao a strong sense of restraint.

Forget it, it's not like this was his first world. Why did he care so much in this world now.

JiHao calmed himself down. He didn’t have to think so deeply just because he was
wondering why he slept so deeply. He should stop thinking about why he had to restrain
his nature, and follow the rules.

This was saving himself, and it was also the rules of the game. No one dared to think about
the outcome of breaking the rules.

JiHao wiped his face, and then started to do what he had been doing recently. He used the
body of the demon to inspect the industry, leaving the shell at home and a part of his
consciousness behind. This hid him from the prying eyes at home.

Because he had done it many times, JiHao left very calmly. He easily crossed thousands of
miles in one step, then busily went through his own things.

At a certain time, JiHao felt someone enter his home.

Part of his consciousness returned to the body, and the electric wheelchair carried the
disabled body to the balcony. JiHao saw Bevin, the head of the research institute he had
invested in, along with several other people, ringing the doorbell of his home.

The door opened and Ruan MingChi received them.

"Come in." The man who had looked at him with wet eyes last night, now stood at the door
blankly. Then he opened the door and let the outsiders walk into the castle.
(1) **地舒展着每一个花瓣. T/N: I have no idea what the use of ** is. Sometimes I think it's
to censor a swear word, but idk....

Chapter 64: What Was in Ruan MingChi's Body!!

JiHao was a little confused. He pushed his wheelchair out the door and came to the indoor
balcony of the third floor. He looked down at the people already seated in the living room
and called out, “Ruan MingChi?”

Ruan MingChi stood up. He looked up with a relaxed and calm smile on his face, like a
blooming tulip. It gave people a feeling of facing the sun, and rich colors.

He said, "Young master, Doctor Bevin is here, and I was just receiving them."

JiHao looked away from Ruan MingChi’s face and saw the magic mist in Bevin’s eyes. The
group of people had his own demon qi in them, which made him feel relieved. He nodded
and said, “Don’t disturb me. I need to rest now.”

"Okay." Ruan MingChi clasped his hands over his abdomen and answered him with a smile.

When driving the wheelchair to leave, JiHao's main spiritual consciousness returned to the
demon body somewhere else. He left only a wisp of his spiritual consciousness in the shell
to maintain basic actions, and then he no longer cared.

The work of inspecting the industry was not troublesome. For JiHao, it was just
entertainment and passing time. Therefore, he chose the ones that he was interested in,
and with his attention completely diverted, he quickly stopped paying attention to the shell.

When he realized that something was wrong, he was shocked by the smell of blood.

He was no ordinary person after all. The faint smell of blood in the air had a familiar flavor.
He was quickly able to tell whose blood this belonged to.

When his consciousness returned to the waiting body, the smell of blood suddenly became
strong. His temples throbbed with excitement. This concentration of blood was by no
means as simple as breaking one's skin or falling down.

Was Ruan MingChi injured?

Seriously injured?

Once he thought of this, JiHao’s consciousness swept through the entire castle until he
found an isolated space downstairs that he had never seen before. His consciousness
instantly concentrated there. As expected, he saw Ruan MingChi lying on the operating bed
among the crowd.

The doctors surrounding Ruan MingChi, with the magic mist in his eyes, didn't realize that
he was doing something wrong. He naturally cut the skin on the back of Ruan MingChi with
a scalpel.

Blood gushed out.

With one glance.

JiHao had no other thoughts. All of Ruan MingChi’s strange behaviors during this short
period were connected to each other by a silk thread and wrapped with the strong smell of
blood. It gave JiHao his answer.

Ruan MingChi really wanted to give him his spine, and give him his life.

But the satisfaction that he had imagined did not come. What followed was more heartache.
JiHao hurriedly stood up. His weak legs instantly filled with working nerves and muscles,
and brought his body forward.

He raised his feet.

And it fell down.

In his next step, he had entered the enclosed sterile space.

He stood there, dressed in his casual clothes, and came in an abrupt manner.

The smell of blood became stronger, along with the familiar temperature and the scent he
was accustomed to. It filled every corner of the space causing JiHao’s brain to stop for a
moment.

Time was frozen. He passed through the statue-like crowd, and saw the fragile and helpless
figures back on the operating bed. His pale skin was pale blue under the shadowless lamp.
The life was stripping away, the torn flesh was clear and glaring, as if it had been cut on
JiHao’s body.

His eyes seemed to burn, and his heart was stabbed by tens of millions of steel needles. He
felt even more distressed. For the first time, he felt like his throat was strangled, and he
wanted to die with that man.

What are you….

Why did you bother.

JiHao raised his hand. He wanted to heal the cut wound, but he found that his hand
trembled so badly, it didn’t seem like his own. Even his whole body was trembling.

The body with such strong self control, for the first time felt like it was no longer his own.
The intense shock and tension shuddered in the depths of his soul, making it difficult for
him to control himself.

He took a deep breath to calm himself. It’s ok. There was going to be no problems. I’m a
demon, and he (RMC) was only a qin string. I have a hundred ways to save him. It’s only a
little injury, it’s nothing!

Concentrate.

Keep the eyes focused.

The black magical qi flowed from the tips of his fingers, to lick the cut skin, and the knife
wound was easily closed. He swept his hands from head to tail until there were no scars on
the thin back. Only the red dazzling blood remained, reminding JiHao of what had
happened moments before.

It was going to be ok.

JiHao told himself.

It was only a little blood. After some time, it will come back. No one was going to remember
this bad memory. Everyone was going to forget this absurd “human spine replacement”
surgery. Ruan MingChi was going to be fine and not get hurt again. They’ll be just like the
previous world, and grow white hair together.

The magic mist rushed out of JiHao's body, and penetrated into everyone’s body including
Ruan MingChi. It circled around the brains of those doctors, quickly depriving them of their
memories of this time.

Once he realized that the fanatical and perverted behaviors of these people were all caused
by himself. For the first time, JiHao had a sense of fear of his own demonic powers.
Although the mighty power benefitted him in every way, if he didn’t use it properly, it was
also a double-edged sword. It hurt others, hurt himself, and it hurt the person he cared the
most.

This kind of thought appeared in JiHao's head, and JiHao vaguely felt something was wrong.
For an instant, there seemed to be a subtle voice repeating in his ear, “Good demon, if you
don’t control it, you will hurt yourself, and cut off other’s fate…”

JiHao was in a daze, and only felt that the voice was very noisy. He struggled to free himself
from the sound, however the sound in his ear suddenly increased, like an evening bell, “The
strong are merciful, the demon is not evil, the way to a family…”
JiHao was choked by the voices, and once again he clearly felt that his body was restricted
by something. He seemed to be locked in a small cage. He could not move his hands nor
could he speak. He was detained day and night for a long long time. Causing him to be
miserable and distraught.

JiHao had no choice but to withdraw all the power of the demon except from Ruan MingChi.
He tried to resist the annoying murmur with all his strength, but the voice was pervasive
and seemed to enter directly into his soul. It could not be avoided or to hide from.

So annoying!

Annoying!

Who was reading these annoying-to-death words!

Wasn’t it just telling him not to use the power of the demon so casually? To make him learn
compassion of the strong? He wasn’t able to understand such a simple truth? Did he have to
be taught?

Over and over again, reciting these words, were they reciting scriptures?

So annoying! !

The irritability gushed out, so the heart became more tense. The voice came from all sides,
and JiHao only felt that he was being suppressed by the voice. The voice appeared to come
from above, and was looking down at him.

Why couldn’t it be blocked?

Why could he still hear it?

Why?

Just where did the sound come from...

All of JiHao's annoyance suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on Ruan MingChi’s body.

The voices... came from Ruan MingChi's body, because there was still the power of the
demon connecting the two of them. So the voices directly affected deep into his soul

What was in Ruan MingChi’s body!!

The next second after the thought came into being, JiHao’s hand turned into the mist of the
heavenly demon and slammed it towards Ruan MingChi’s body fiercely. He carefully
avoided the weak parts, and grabbed what was inside. He immediately pulled it out.
In the next second, a bright and healthy qi turned into a white light and hit the palm of his
hand.

JiHao's palm hurt, and purple-red blood flowed out.

But JiHao didn't stop. As if he couldn’t feel the pain, he mobilized all of his strength to
collide with the forces that hurt him. He let the pain pierce into his heart, and let the blood
flow. He only wanted to bring Ruan MingChi back into his arms.

Under the collision of the two forces, Ruan MingChi's body turned into a battlefield. It was
filled with terrifying forces colliding with each other. Black and white fought against each
other, using unbearable power that a mortal could not bear, to kill each other.

Ruan MingChi finally made a sound of unbearable pain.

"Ugh……"

JiHao's heart trembled, and the power of the demon suddenly slowed down. He spread out
a strand to protect Ruan MingChi, changing from offense to defense.

But that white light didn't care. It obviously didn’t care about Ruan MingChi’s body. When
JiHao retreated, it chased after him and rushed into JiHao’s spiritual soul.

The repetitive words sounded again.

It buzzed around, and was more annoying than a mosquito in the middle of the night.

JiHao was dizzy due to the noise. Because he separated a strand to protect Ruan MingChi,
he could no longer form an effective resistance to the voice. He was in so much pain, he
staggered back.

The white light suddenly burst in and out. It glowed brightly, and with the strong tao
power, it increased its terrible strength. JiHao was forced to retreat step by step, and it
looked like he was about to be defeated.

Just when JiHao was about to fail and fall to the ground, the power of the white light finally
reached its limit.

But when the power relaxed, opening and closing were interwoven (1). Therefore, what if
he avoided fighting when the attack was at its strongest, then counterattack when their
attack was exhausted?

Demons were cunning by nature.

JiHao, who was retreating, suddenly had thick demon qi in his eyes. At this time, his
powerful power condensed into the sharpest point and slammed the “tip of the spear” into
the relaxing white light.

"Clang!"

The noise in the void sounded like gold clashing.

The black light condensed into a sharp point instantly dissipated the white light. It went all
the way through and completely destroyed the white light. It was too horrible to look at.

The white light seemed to realize that it was deceived. It hastily gathered its strength to
come back and defend itself. Unexpectedly, a thin black mist silently came up from behind,
and like the big mouth of a demon, swallowed it in one bite.

The white light was shocked and clashed around left and right, but it could not rush out.
Then it hated the way it was caught by the demon.

What kind of long-term protection. What kind of love and care. Turns out that since the
beginning, when JiHao had divided the power of the heavenly demon to protect Ruan
MingChi’s body, he had actually set up a heaven and earth net at that time. He was waiting
for the white light to rush into the trap, and then beat it all at once.

The white light was sealed by the black mist, and then saw the black mist turn into a
sword’s blade chopping towards itself. It had nowhere to hide and avoid it. It could only
secretly say that the demon was really cunning, and finally gave up this opportunity.

Its body surged twice, and the light quickly faded. He could tell that it was about to leave
this world.

JiHao's eyes were sharp. With a quick grasp, he not only firmly grabbed onto the white
light’s tail, but he also turned into a black cloud to chase after it!

The void of the small world was distorted for a bit, and with one in the front and one in the
back, the white and black lights turned into a streamer, and instantly disappeared from this
world.
(1) 开与合永远密不可分. T/N: Halp

Chapter 65: So What I Embraced Was not a Ghost, But the Love of My Life.
JiHao chased the white light and left the small fantasy world. However, the world that
should have collapsed unexpectedly remained.

To see a world in a flower, each thought was bound to the world (1).
The demon’s stubbornness as well as the immortal’s attachment supported the existence of
the small world, so it was still able to continue operating even after the master left.

When Ruan MingChi got up from the operating bed, he found that everything was a mess.
The doctors laid all over the ground, and among these people, he also found JiHao
unconscious.

He touched his back and clearly remembered the feeling of the knife falling on the flesh, but
how was there not even a wound.

But soon he stopped caring about himself. He tightened his surgical attire and jumped off
the operating bed. He walked barefoot over people and came to JiHao’s side.

JiHao laid on the ground. Even though he was in a coma, he still maintained a painful
expression on his face, as if he was struggling in a nightmare. His eyebrows were very
tense.

Ruan MingChi sighed, and knew that JiHao had stopped all of this.

Maybe because he had fallen into a coma, but he woke up with a clear head. He immediately
understood just how stupid he was. Even if he wanted to pay for his sins, even if the person
performing the operation was an authoritative figure, but was the current medical
technology really able to replace the human spine?

It was like a joke. The main point was that he couldn’t wait to use his death in exchange for
liberation.

But was this really relief?

Ruan MingChi looked at the pained expression on JiHao's face, and he thought that this was
obviously not a face of relief.

He obviously knew how important he was to JiHao, but he deliberately used his death to
scare him and to make him regret it. Was this atonement? It wasn’t! He was just angering
him again and then running away.

Fortunately, nothing had started yet.

Ruan MingChi tried to hold JiHao with his usual strength, but he found that he couldn’t
carry him at all. He assumed that he had not yet recovered from the anesthesia, so he
adjusted his posture, placed a hand behind the man’s neck and the other hooked behind the
man’s legs. Before he could use any strength, he realized that something was wrong.

The old legs, which were originally only skin and bone, should have been easily lifted with
one hand. But today, when he held it in his arms, it was pressed down heavily. Ruan
MingChi looked down and hesitantly pinched it. Then he instantly froze.

No wonder he couldn’t hold him.

It was just that this leg….

Ruan MingChi slowly laid the man down flat, and his hands pinched the man’s legs from
bottom to top. The meat under his hands were firm. Like there was really grown flesh, and
even the muscles were strong. Where was the dead legs he had taken care of for so many
years!

When he arrived at this point, Ruan MingChi’s eyebrows adjusted themselves, and as a
result he became fierce. He carried JiHao on his back, and used the strength from milk to
carry him back to the bedroom before others could find out (2).

Once the door was closed.

Ruan MingChi wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at JiHao with burning eyes.

The area at the top of the head where hair did not grow due to burns were still there. The
moles behind the ears and abdomen also didn’t change. But the thickness of the muscles
below the waist, revealed a completely healthy body in front of his eyes.

Even if the human spinal surgery was real, it was impossible for a person's legs to grow
flesh in such a short period of time. What's more, the legs in front of him were not only
fleshy, but the muscle distribution was very uniform. The legs were long and the thighs
were strong, just like a normal person!

Ruan MingChi's eyes widened little by little. His head had become a pot of porridge,
completely unable to understand how this all happened.

Until a voice rang in his ear, asking, "Does it look good?"

Ruan MingChi returned to his senses and saw that the man lying on the bed had opened his
eyes and looked at him with his dark eyes, not looking away for a moment.

Ruan MingChi's heart was beating wildly, because the man who originally could only lie on
his back in bed, now slowly sat up under his gaze. He then moved his legs to the edge of the
bed, and then slowly stood up.

His line of sight gradually lifted up.

Ruan MingChi’s heart beat loudly, and he swallowed his saliva. He wasn’t sure what he was
afraid of, whether it was the man’s action of standing up, or the unfamiliar height that made
people look up, or the purely male aggressiveness, which made Ruan MingChi’s legs soften.
But he didn't want to escape. He stood in place, supporting himself with all his strength. He
waited for the man to come to his side.

"Your legs..." he asked.

But JiHao did not answer him. He approached him, then squeezed his chin, and slowly
raised his face. He forced him to look at him, and then lowered his head to slowly press
down, "You…. were going to give me your spine?”

The voice was low and playful, but it was more questioning, and there was a trace of
coldness in the voice.

"..." Ruan MingChi, who realized that he was wrong, felt guilty and moved his eyes.

JiHao’s strength increased and he asked again, “And then? Were you planning on lying in
bed for the rest of your life, or be fertilizer in the garden?”

"I..." Ruan MingChi opened his mouth, but because his heart was beating too fast, he
couldn’t say more words.

"En?" JiHao's momentum increased again and again. With these last words, his lips were so
close to touching Ruan MingChi’s.

Ruan MingChi was swayed by the burning breath. There was no way he could think. The
man’s black eyes seemed to turn into the universe’s net, and he was firmly captured. Even
his breath was being plundered by that familiar smell.

Finally, under the man’s gaze, he murmured, "Are you... JiHao?"

JiHao chuckled and replied in a whisper, "Want to know? Then find the answer yourself."

Once he finished speaking, he finally pressed his lips to Ruan MingChi's, and then waited
for his active exploration.

Was JiHao still JiHao or not?

JiHao thought that this question was not difficult to answer. He had all the memories of
JiHao. In his past and present lives, he only strongly loved Ruan MingChi. He was JiHao.

It's just that with the departure of the power of the devil, he was now just an ordinary
mortal. With his possessiveness, he was able to support the body, and accompany his little
immortal forever.

But obviously Ruan MingChi had doubts. He was so healthy now that he could easily make
Ruan MingChi's throat hoarse and out of breath. This strong body was not what a sick
seedling should have.
Therefore, Ruan MingChi always observed him in secret, looking for some kind of evidence
in him.

Unfortunately, JiHao was JiHao.

In order to make up for the "torture" he had suffered before, JiHao made Ruan MingChi lose
his mind for more than a month, until he was thoroughly dyed with his own breath, inside
and out.
completely stained with his own taste inside and out, did he then give him a bit of clear
time.

Ruan MingChi looked at him with those dewy black eyes. When he was clear headed, he
once again became confused. He gradually felt like he had fallen into some kind of dream
and never wanted to come out again.

JiHao pushed away the man's hair, kissed his forehead, and murmured, "Who am I?"

The man hooked around his neck and rubbed his face affectionately, saying, "What are you
talking about? Who else could you be?"

JiHao didn’t give up and forced him, “Look, my legs got better… and it’s so powerful… Is it
possible…. That it’s a fake?”

The man shook his head vigorously, and some kind of unbearable pain appeared on his
face. His eyes reddened, and he hugged JiHao tightly, without saying a word.

You could only be JiHao.

He wouldn’t accept any other answer except JiHao!

Ruan MingChi, who had already fallen into the abyss, couldn’t imagine if the person before
him was not JiHao. He felt like he was going crazy that month, and also depraved.

If the originally pure spiritual love had made him life and die, then now the complete love
had sent him to hell of sex, and he could never look back.

Therefore, you could only be JiHao!

JiHao’s legs were healed, but it became the biggest secret. No third person knew except
Ruan MingChi, and the pair kept it a secret. After more than a month of craziness, they
finally began to get tired of the days of sleeping and waking up in bed.

One early morning, Ruan MingChi pushed JiHao, who was sitting in a wheelchair. They
were going to take their private plane again to patrol the industries around the world, as
well as going on their honeymoon.

Thanks to demon JiHao, he had rectified the Ji family industry before he left. Although the
world economy was in a mess, the bloated industry of the Ji family was now precisely and
perfectly “slimmed down”. The spare funds in his hands were more than enough to make
new investments, and soon the assets doubled again.

It was difficult to say whether this was because of “Koi Ruan”, but at least Ruan MingChi
had been very happy recently, and never had the idea to seize Ji family’s property ever
again.

"哗啦——!" Huā lā —-- The sound of water.

Ruan MingChi jumped into the sea from the balcony, and the turbulent waves wrapped him
up. In the water, he saw a strong mermaid swimming towards him quickly.

Instead of hiding or dodging, he buried himself in the arms of the mermaid and was held
tightly by the strong arms, as the two emerged out of the water together.

He hadn’t even taken a breath yet, he was given a lingering kiss.

After finally letting go, Ruan MingChi gasped and said, "You were handicapped for almost
ten years. When did you learn to swim?”

JiHao said, "I was able to swim a long time ago.”

"Liar, back then you were obviously afraid of water.”

"Where do you see that I am afraid of water. I once won the world championship.”

Ruan MingChi’s smile faded a little, and he raised his hand to cover the man’s mouth. His
eyes were bright with water, but there was a strange luster. He said anxiously, “Don’t talk
nonsense. When did you win the world championship. When did you learn to swim!”

JiHao’s eyes were dim while looking at his lover in front of him, and knew what he was
afraid of. So he hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, “Yes, yes. I’m not that good at
swimming, so you have to protect me.”

That night, Ruan MingChi had that familiar nightmare again.

He was locked up in a dark space. It was damp, and shook around, without a trace of light.
In here, someone asked him, “Would you like some beef jerky?”

Then Ruan MingChi woke up in extreme fear and buried himself deeply in JiHao’s arms.
With the hot body temperature, he comforted his crazy beating heart.
No, there are no ghosts in this world.

He told himself that it was impossible to have ghosts.

So JiHao was JiHao. Even if everything in front of him was strange, he could only be JiHao.

This kind of uneasiness accompanied Ruan MingChi for a long, long time. From youth to
adulthood, and then to old age. But he didn’t know at what point, he stopped having this
kind of nightmare.

Maybe because the pair had been together for too long. From being acquainted, to
misunderstandings, and now, more than 50 years have passed. The long-term company had
washed away the pattern of fear engraved in his heart.

Later, Ruan MingChi began to think.

Even if there was a water ghost lying beside him, he did not harm him. He accompanied
him. The two knew each other and loved each other, and walked hand in hand for more
than half their lives. He was already satisfied.

So what I embraced was not a ghost, but the love of my life.

(1) 一花一世界. To see a world in a flower. A film on self reflection, on how everyone had
their own world, and that world ultimately belonged to a bigger world. Thus: to see a world
in a flower, every leaf is enlightened.
(2) 吃奶的力气. Used the strength from eating milk. Even with food, they didn't have
enough strength. So he had to pull strength from sucking milk back when he was a baby.
Ultimately, it means that he had to use all his strength, even when he didn't have it.

Chapter 66: White and Flawless, Causing People to Want to Stain It

JiHao chased the white light’s tail and broke out of that small world to return to the real
world.

However, the subtle feeling that he had vaguely felt before, was only more obvious now. In
the real world, after the white light swam away, the world suddenly shook, like a cracked
golden foil. Even though the golden light was bright, it was blown apart with a gust of wind
and scattered.

This was the celestial continent!

The actual physical celestial continent.

Even if this world was a book, and it was one-dimensional, the creatures of this world could
only survive by relying on the world rules. What kind of existence was able to fly and
distort time and space?

Was it an existence outside the book?

Some kind of two-dimensional or three-dimensional life?

But JiHao, who had just exchanged a couple of moves with it, could clearly feel that the
opponent was not particularly strong. Not only did he not feel the crushing force of its
attack, but his strength even surpassed the other party in terms of strength and sharpness.
However, although the white light was thick and mellow, he felt like it was specifically
acting up in front of him. So he was able to restrain it, but he couldn’t find a chance to seize
it in one fell swoop.

So what was it?

Why did it appear in Ruan MingChi's body?

Why did it want to cause such destructive harm to the world?

And where was it going?

JiHao thought hard about it, he had to find out this person’s identity. Since it could hide in
Ruan MingChi’s body and hurt himself, then it could do it again. There was no such thing as
guarding against thieves for a thousand days (1). Even if the other party didn’t think it
troublesome, he still found it troublesome.

Because it was only exposed once, he was going to go up and down the yellow spring to
catch this sneaky guy.

This was the devil!

Paranoid! Crazy! Him against the world! Even if everything were to be destroyed!

After the white light returned to the real world, not only did it not stop, but it flew up
towards the sky. JiHao followed closely, but also didn’t forget to wrap up Ruan MingChi
behind him.

Back in the real world, he was a lot stronger, and so he could easily break through the void.
The demonic power was surging and it was inexhaustible. But the white light seemed to be
one notch stronger. JiHao tried his best to chase after it, but couldn’t catch up.

When the white light hit a certain barrier in the sky, the entire space vibrated, and even the
Celestial Continent slightly distorted. Some terrible power poured in from another space,
and the power of the white light increased. In a blink of an eye, it was stronger than JiHao.
The light and shadows floating in the sky were like gods, giving rise to an irresistible sense
of fear.

JiHao, who was in hot pursuit, stopped.

The majestic body floated in the air, and looked up at the group of white light. All the
guesses he had on the way were confirmed.

As expected, this white light was really not from this dimension!

It had the ability to break through this dimension, and can even call on the power from the
upper dimension. Then I… if I used this method, then could he return to reality and escape
this fate of death?

Without waiting for him to think deeply, the white light suddenly covered the sky. The sky
looked like it was falling, as if the sea was hanging upside down, and thousands of
mountains were flying. The stars shifted, and it turned into a painting of rivers and
mountains. It overwhelmingly pressured down on JiHao, and even wanted to press JiHao
into that scene. He was unable to turn around.

JiHao gritted his teeth and was about to turn around and flee, but he suddenly felt an
accompanying magical feeling. Some kind of weapon was also being pressured down.

It had a powerful and forceful aura like that of the ancient times, and he could feel the
affinity for it, as if it should belong to him. It flew towards him, wrapped up in an
unimaginable terrible power.

It was like a swallow returning home, singing and rejoicing.

The idea of leaving faded away in an instant, and JiHao hesitated a little. He brought Ruan
MingChi’s body into his arms, then surrounded him with the black mist to protect him from
harm. Then he advanced instead of retreating and slammed into the painting.

The painting was like a living thing. It quickly rolled up JiHao, while at the same time, it
rolled up the entire world and placed it into the painting.

The darkness of nothingness descended. Immeasurable and silent.

In the center of that darkness, the painting of the mountains and rivers hovered arrogantly.
The immortal spirit was ethereal, and power was infinite. The faint golden light at the edge
showed the divineness of the item. One could immediately tell that this was a treasure of
heaven and earth.

At this time, a cloud of immortal mist appeared, and gradually turned into a human. The
long white clothes were not dyed, and it fell on the ground gracefully. His black hair and
waist were like the galaxy’s waterfall. There was a little red mole in the middle of his
eyebrows, and the whole body had a vague immortal aura. His spirit was pure and full of
the noble spirit.

His eyelashes were thick and long, and as he looked down at his feet, his eyes were without
sorrow nor joy. Only his lips moved slightly, and obscure words came out of his mouth.
Then he reached out his flawless jade hands and grasped the painting in front of him.

If one were to look at this person’s appearance again, one would know that it was
extremely similar to the Ruan MingChi that JiHao brought into the painting. Except for the
red mole, everything else was exactly the same!

His eyebrows were upright and honest, and his aura was extremely strong. Only the faint
luster in his eye revealed a trace of worry as he fixedly stood before the painting. He was
about to put it away.

In the next second, his hand went back to the painting.

The middle of the painting seemed as if it was burned by flames. He turned it over to reveal
black scorch marks all over. Magic mist was surging in the painting, and the painting looked
like it was about to break.

“Shit!”

The immortal was coming back!

It was the power of the demon’s real body!

The demon’s real body was calling for JiHao! Telling him to come back! Once it was
successful, the demon would truly be born!

So the three realms were in chaos, the people were destitute, blood was flowing over the
ground like water, and the mainland collapsed… The bottom of the immortal’s eyes turned
red, annoyed by his own carelessness. Then he spit out a mouthful of blood on the hand
that was pinching the painting. He turned his body and threw himself into the dream of that
painting.

At the last moment, he decided to use all his three souls and six spirits to seal the heavenly
demon JiHao forever!

In the dream, go back to the painting of mountains and rivers.

Seal!

...
When JiHao woke up, he was standing in front of an ice coffin.

In the dark, confined space, he saw an ice coffin made of ten thousand year old jade, in
which a man laid sleeping. The man was wearing a long white gown, and looked extremely
handsome. LIke the clouds of late spring, clean and flawless, lofty and elegant, but it caused
others to not know how to approach.

With just a glance, JiHao fell in love with him.

White and flawless, causing people to want to stain it.

He looked down at the person in the ice coffin and stretched out his hand to slide over the
eyebrows and jaw. Although it had a lifelike appearance, the touch in his hand lost its
elasticity, and it was stiff and was not nice to touch.

JiHao's heart was unable to suppress the birth of love. Turbulent emotions brewed in his
heart, along with a touch of sadness. As if at some point, a big whole was created in his
heart, and it was filled with the wind’s pain.

Who are you?

And who am I?

Such thoughts flashed in his mind, and the magic mist appeared in JiHao’s eyes. Out of
habit, he wanted to see the world line, but he could not see anything. The world was stable,
and the lord of the world was up in the sky. Any immortal demon who wanted to look into
the secrets of the world was given a heavy counterattack.

A sea of pain rolled over JiHao, and it set off a huge wave, causing his soul to be unstable.

After a while.

Did it finally calm down.

JiHao thought for a while. He didn’t need to look at the world’s line. It was an immortal
demon’s common sense. Looking into the world lines would cause dissatisfaction in the
superiors. How could he do such a thing, and do it so smoothly as if he had done it
thousands of times.

There was a voice from outside the door. JiHao thought about it, glanced at the person in
the ice coffin, then slowly walked out of the underground chamber.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate, a group of people knelt down and shouted in unison,
"Welcoming MoZun! (2)”

JiHao looked at the people in front of him, was silent for a few seconds, and then accepted
his identity.

Was he MoZun?

Although it sounded a bit strange, the surging power in his body was extremely destructive,
vigorous and sharp. It possessed an intense corrosion, and confusion, as well as a sense of
chaos. It obviously wasn’t a respectable force.

Besides, friends could admit mistakes, but could a position like MoZun admit mistakes?

"Do get up (3).” JiHao nodded his head. His gaze fell on the several guards, and finally the
person closest to him moved.

This was an old man, and his appearance was kind and good looking. With just a glance, he
looked decent. He must be a person on his side.

As expected, the old attendant took a small step forward and said, "The army to attack the
human world will be assembled soon. These generals have come to report to you about the
military situation and invite MoZun to sit in the inner hall.”

JiHao’s eyebrows were raised. Attacking the human world. Why did they have to attack the
human world?

Was it because humans and demons were incompatible?

JiHao calmly followed the attendants lead to the inner hall, but the farther away from the
underground secret room, the concern in his heart was like a flood of water. As if the only
rope that caught him was pulled to the extreme, making his heart tingle in pain. He slowly
stopped and turned his head to look back.

The dark iron door at the end of the corridor was closed tightly, without any decoration. It
was extremely simple, but from his glance, one could tell the significance.

The iron gate was a hundred millions years old deep sea iron. Even if he couldn’t break it.
The wall was made of the god’s tomb silkworm’s silk, and it was an important raw material
used for forging defensive artifacts. It was priceless, and many immortals and demons
fought for it. Here, it enclosed hundreds of square meters of the underground secret room,
as well as on three other floors. Looking at the countless restrictions placed on this
corridor, it was all made by himself.

It was arranged based on his heart, all the care and love was piled upon it.

The glance back this time was like how he looked back thousands of other times. It stayed
in JiHao’s heart heavily. He hadn’t even left yet, but he already missed it very much.

The old attendant seemed to know what he was worried about, and said in a low voice,
"The generals are waiting for you. The human world has gained the support of the
immortals. They’re treating our demon world with disrespect. I presume, even the demon
queen would not want to see the demon clan so weak. Once you are finished, it’s not too
late for you to accompany the demon queen.’

JiHao didn't speak, but looked at him steadily.

The old attendant really knew a lot, and continued, "Furthermore, the demon queen’s soul
is extremely weak. If you can’t find a replaceable body, it will be dangerous. Us attacking
the humans is because the humans provoked us first. Besides, the queen is from the human
world. There’s a greater chance of finding someone who matches his soul.”

"MoZun, this matter can't be delayed."

JiHao put his hands behind his back and listened to these words. In the blink of an eye,
thousands of thoughts entered his head. He had no memory at all, and he completely didn’t
care about the human provocation. However, if the person in the secret room could wake
up, he knew that he had to do it himself.

Above the yellow springs and below the blue sky, he was going to resurrect that person!
(1) 千日防贼. What it was taken from: 只有千日做贼，那有千日防贼. There's only a
thousand days to be a thief, and there is a thousand days to guard against thieves. It means
that it's hard to guard against thieves for a long time, because there will definitely be a day
where one will lax.
(2) 魔尊. So this is the name JiHao's subordinates are going to call him: MoZun. So MoZun =
revered/venerate/honored/respected demon. It's basically a high position. It can also be
translated to Demon Lord.
(3) If the raws had written "起来" I would have written "rise". But it wrote “都起来吧” 吧啊
啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊! ㅠㅠ author, why are you writing so nicely. 吧 is used like a suggestion,
and so then the sentence would be like, "How about you guys rise." Does not work out.

Chapter 67: Ruan MingChi... Who Are You Exactly?

The army was about to set off, but JiHao was still familiarizing himself with the world. After
the top ten demon generals left, JiHao stood alone in front of the bookshelf and read
"Chronicles of the Celestial Continent", "History of the Demon Realm", "The Story of the
Demon and the Queen", "The Ups and Downs of 500 Million Years" and so on.

The old attendant opened his muddy eyes, looked at the book JiHao was holding, squinted
his eyes slightly, and then handed a book to JiHao calmly. JiHao took a look at the book. It
was called "The Banished Immortal Beauty".
He glanced at the old attendant meaningfully. The old attendant bowed and stepped back
five paces without raising his head.

JiHao opened the book, and at first glance confirmed that it was his own handwriting.

This was his own diary, which recorded fragments of memories. Recorded on a whim. The
first diary was in March, year 123 of the demon realm calendar...
Demon calendar March, year 123.

The weather is cloudy, and it is raining blood.

After a month of fierce battles, I finally killed the wild king outside Changling
Palace. The army commander marched into Changling Palace, while I sat on the
throne. Ten thousand kings came to pay tribute to me. My heart was full of
excitement. I knew that today’s joy could not be copied, so I brought my pen and
ink to remember it.
Demon calendar June, year 123.

The weather is cloudy and frost is descending.

After I eat, I drink. After I drink, I sleep. It’s a bit boring to be MoZun.
Demon calendar January, year 124.

The weather is cloudy and the volcano is surging

After returning from a trip to the Three Realms alone, it seems that the scenery in
the demon world is quite unique. The skies are always dark, and volcanoes are
ready to erupt at any time. The mist in the air is thick and gloomy. But my body
and mind felt unobstructed.
Demon calendar February, year 125.

The weather is cloudy and the pool of blood is boiling

So bored. I told them to not disturb me. I told them I was going to go into
seclusion, but I actually visited the demon kingdom in private. While
investigating, I found that there were still more wild kings, so I put an end to
them.
Demon calendar April, year 125.

The weather is cloudy and the mist is heavy.

I once saw the wild king’s son, Ruan Xian’er, who is known as the number one
beauty of the demon world. His immortal spirit was ethereal, rebellious and cold.
 There was a foul smell of immortals. The demon’s aesthetics are so bizarre. The
most important thing is that the wild king is vulgar and crude. This mountain
giant actually gave birth to such a beauty. Was he given a green hat, or is there a
problem with our logic.
Demon calendar May, year 125.

The weather is cloudy and the sea is swelling.

It’s beautiful to fight wits with a beauty.

He wants to kill me to avenge his father, but I want to marry him. Who will wake
me up.

Forget it, I am MoZun, I can do whatever I want.

Demon calendar May, year 125.

The weather is cloudy and red waves are turning.

Last night, the beauty was carried into the bedroom. It was extremely delicious
and satisfying.
Demon calendar May, year 125.

The weather is cloudy and thousands of people are crying.

It is (my) fault that (my) admirers are crying. Today, (I) announced to the Three
Realms that (I) am back.

(T/N: 本尊. Běnzū n. This is a way that royals refer to themselves. So for any time
he uses běnzū n, for ‘me’ or ‘I’, I will put parentheses around it.)

Demon calendar June year 125.

The weather is cloudy and the earth dragon is turning over.

The gate to the demon world is wide open. Envoys of the Three Realms came to
congratulate me. I never thought that the “inconsiderate” immortal realm would
send an envoy to come, it’s just that the person who was leading it, hid his
eyebrows and covered his eyes. I heard his name was Ruan MingChi, and he is the
president of the “inconsiderate” realm. That’s right, it’s exactly that leader who is
hostile to the demon realm. The immortal realm’s most beautiful beauty.
...

"MoZun, the demon army has gathered. Please go to the front of the palace and issue the
order to attack.”
JiHao was reading attentively. When the old attendant suddenly reminded him, he closed
the book and turned to look at him.

He asked the old attendant, "Now we go. Who is the enemy?"

The old attendant spoke, "The spies have come to report that the righteous path is being
assembled today along with the “inconsiderate” LeZun, Ruan MingChi as the leader. The
human realm’s Kingdom of Wei has finished assembling their defensive arrays.”

JiHao raised his eyebrows, "For what reason are we going to war. All of the Three Realms
know, are they disdaining that the process has been too smooth?”

"..." the old attendant said, "MoZun, in January, you arranged for someone to pass a letter to
go to war, to the ‘inconsiderate’.”

"Me?"

"..." The old attendant looked down and stopped talking.

JiHao felt that he couldn't understand himself.

This was when the troubles started.

Since it was a big battle, it was natural to want to win. Why couldn’t he have brought the
army out of the demon realm quietly, hit the human realm in three days, and then occupy
the gates to the immortal realm? Why did he have to hand over a letter to go to war in such
fanfare? Just what was he thinking? Was war a game? Was killing people a game?

After thinking about it a little, JiHao placed "The Banished Immortal Beauty" into his sleeve,
and walked out the door. The heavily armed demon guards stood on both sides of the
corridor, leading JiHao to one direction. The old attendant followed him and noticed the
corner of the book in his sleeves. His eyes were slightly confused, but he quickly
suppressed this emotion.

After walking for a full five minutes, JiHao had almost walked a full circle around the
Demon Sovereign Hall. Finally, he arrived at the highest point of the hall. He saw the
soldiers of the demon realm standing in front him and far into the horizon. The black armor
was ferocious and mighty. They stood in arranged lines, and one could not see the edge.

The Ten Demon Generals stood closest to him by the wall. Some were small and wretched,
some were tall and powerful like a mountain and others looked like humans. Except they
grew fleshy wings behind them and were flying three meters above the ground. Of course,
there were also generals with pure human appearances. Their faces were blue, but they
were handsome demon generals. They stood on thin swords and floated in the air.
When JiHao appeared, the demon general raised his head and looked over with eyes full of
fanaticism. The demon general with fleshy wings shouted, “MoZun has arrived! Long live
the demon realm! The sun and the moon shine together! The demons are unparalleled! We
will win this battle!”

The remaining demon generals immediately shouted, "Wipe out the three realms! We will
win this battle!”

Immediately afterwards, the demon soldiers issued a mountain like roar, “Wipe out the
three realms! We will win this battle!”

Even though JiHao had no memory, he didn’t seem eager to attack the Three Realms. He
was actually excited by this roaring voice, which gave birth to a feeling of great heroism.

Such a cry lasted for several minutes. Then the demon general in front of him turned to face
the army. It was the demon with the fleshy wings who made the first move. He flipped the
palm of his hand, and an exquisite seven-story pagoda appeared on his palm. The body of
the pagoda was cast with iron, and it was primitive and dark. It was clear that the magic
mist was ominous, but he lifted the black pagoda high and said, “JiaZi army, quickly enter
the pagoda!”

Then he saw the demon army in front of him turn into black lights and fly towards the door
of the pagoda’s first floor. In the blink of an eye, the army was 1/10 less than before. He
didn’t know how much space this black pagoda had, but the demonic mist was still flying
around, as if it was not satisfied.

Afterwards, other demon generals took out the black pagoda one after another, shouting,
"YiChou Army, quickly enter the pagoda!”

"BingYin Army, quickly enter the pagoda!”

"DingMao Army, quickly enter the pagoda!”

...

Countless black lights merged into the black tower. Hundreds of millions of demon soldiers
disappeared from the flatlands. Even the food and forage army in the distance also entered
a black pagoda. There was a 100 meter long beast of the abyss roaring, and it was beaten by
the rider on its back. At last, it ran forward into the black fog and disappeared in an instant.

After a while, there were only ten demon generals left in front of JiHao.

The ten demon generals held the black pagoda with both hands over their heads and
shouted in unison, "Presenting to MoZun, the demon army is assembled!”

JiHao nodded, not surprised by this technique. He just tossed his sleeves and said, "Come
in."

These ten demon generals did not hesitate, each used their own powers, and flew up. They
trusted him completely, and flew into JiHao’s sleeve.

JiHao flicked his sleeves again and closed the entrance. Thus the demon army was carried
by him. Then he turned to look at the old attendant.

JiHao's eyes were very dark, when they heavily fell on top of the old attendant's head. The
old attendant's back almost bowed to the ground. He was very respectful, and he was not
afraid. As if he was waiting to see JiHao fall.

"You seem to know a lot." JiHao said meaningfully.

The old attendant replied, "It is the duty of this old slave to remind MoZun at any time."

"I don't even remember anything, even common sense."

"Master is master. This old slave has dedicated this remnant body to the master, and will
not recognize someone else as master.

"Okay." Since he could say this, JiHao was missing a guide, “Then let’s go with me.”

"Yes!"

While they were talking, nine black dragons flew out of the mountains under the red sun.
They were vicious in appearance, with blood red eyes, and thousands of feet long. When
they roared and flew out together, they covered the sky and the sun. As the supreme beast
of the demon realm, their pressure caused the timid and weak herbivorous beast’s heart to
break on the spot, their eyes rolled back, and they were dead.

In a blink of an eye, the nine-headed devil dragon flew to His Highness, MoZun’s side. They
bared their teeth and uttered the sound of dragons chanting. Their black demonic qi rose
up. The already gloomy demon realm was instantly pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
Demonic wind howled throughout.

JiHao looked up.

The old attendant spoke, "The demon dragon is fierce and does not know constraint. The
people in the city cannot withstand its pressure. Asking MoZun to use the demon dragon
chariot. It takes half a day to get to the Kingdom of Wei. MoZun might as well take a rest in
the chariot.”

JiHao saw that the bodies of the nine-headed dragons were all covered with harnesses like
the horses and cows. The thick black iron chains pulled them, and purple magic patterns
loomed over the iron chains. It didn’t stop even when enveloped by the black mist that
shrouded all of heaven and earth.

After he knew where he had to go, JiHao released a cloud of demonic mist, and surrounded
himself and the old attendant. He took a step forward, and he transcended the definition of
space. He arrived in front of a cloud of demonic mist in the sky.

Once he was closer, did he realize that it was a huge iron chain. It was only ten meters high,
and it was covered with demonic patterns. JiHao who was standing next to it, was like a
villain next to a mountain.

The demon dragon, who had been baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, noticed the
appearance of its master, and collected back it’s angered scales one after another. It gave
off an obedient appearance, and the demonic energy became much smoother.

JiHao looked at the demonic fog in front of him, and waited a moment. He saw that the old
attendant didn’t speak, then stepped in..

This black fog was obviously an extremely strong prohibition. Prohibited people were not
allowed in, but when JiHao entered, not only was he not attacked, the fog even seemed to
restrain itself and rejoice. The demonic fog separated violently, and JiHao soon saw the
scene inside the demonic fog.

A magnificent palace appeared in the depths of the demonic fog. It floated above in the sky,
but it was all white inside, and with the golden tiles, it was quite dazzling.

"Asking MoZun to please enter.” The old attendant spoke from the palace.

JiHao thought that this chariot was a bit unexpected.

After entering the chariot, one could see the outside. This was a palace, but it was
surrounded by demonic fog. Even if it was floating in the sky, one couldn't feel any shaking.

Inside, there were all kinds of pavilions. There was even a small square garden.

The old attendant stood on the balcony facing the front and blew a whistle. JiHao's sight
easily passed through the black fog to clearly see the nine headed demon dragons flying
through the fog and into the distance.

Outside had the sun, moon and galaxy, but inside, it was a peaceful time.

JiHao was really interested in this chariot. He went around with the old attendant’s
company. With the old attendant’s reminder, he returned to the palace and saw the ten
demon generals. In a blink of an eye, more than half of a day had already passed.

After talking with the demon generals, JiHao couldn’t take anymore. He asked the old
attendant, “Isn’t it just some common boundary friction? But because of that we have to
attack the Three Realms? It’s not an outbreak of the chunibyo, and they ate too much
support (1)?”

The old attendant stood by his side respectfully and said, "This old slave is not clear."

JiHao looked at him coldly.

The old attendant hesitated, and finally said, "I’ve heard you mention it once. It has
something to do with the leader of the righteous path, RuanZun of WuLiang Mountain.”

"Ruan MingChi?" JiHao raised his eyebrows. It was the third time he had heard the name
since he lost his memory. It was also recorded in the diary.

This person… just who is he?

(1) 中二病. Chunibyo. Middle schooler syndrome. Delusions of grandeur.

Was having difficulties with "不思量". It can mean inconsiderate, or uncaring, but they both
just sound wrong in the novel lol.

Chapter 68: "I Want You." (Part 1)

Upon thinking of the diary, JiHao wanted to take out "The Banished Immortal Beauty" to
read it again. This diary was very boring, and very casual. He had only read the beginning,
and the majority was about himself. It was a way to pass the time.

However, from the name "The Banished Immortal Beauty", it was probably about the
process of meeting and falling in love with Ruan Xian’er.

Was the person in the ice coffin that he loved and cared about, Ruan Xian’er?

JiHao was particularly concerned about the person in the ice coffin, but he had some
inexplicable conflicts with this diary. What wild kings, what sons of wild kings, whatever
forced love there was in the diary, had nothing to do with him. As if he was just reminiscing.
It was like watching a disgusting thunder drama (1). Strong goose bumps appeared all over
his body.

Strange.

The diary was indeed his handwriting, and perhaps the tone was just like his own, but the
content made him feel otherwise.

Besides... JiHao wasn’t quite sure why some ideas that obviously opposed common sense
would pop up in his head from time to time. Just like what this “thunder drama” was like. If
he thought about it carefully, he couldn’t remember it, but he felt that this metaphor was
very accurate.

In short, this sense of disharmony was hard for him to accept. It was like he had received a
script full of loopholes. On one hand he had to follow according to the script, on the other
hand he felt uncomfortable. He felt that everything before him was vaguely wrong.

So.

Am I, or am I not MoZun?

Or was he some lonely wild ghost who replaced MoZun.

The corner of the book "The Banished Immortal Beauty" fell into his palm, but before he
could open it and read it again, the old attendant suddenly said, “MoZun, there is still half
an hour until arriving at the destination. Are there any requirements you need?"

It was better to remind JiHao to prepare for battle, but JiHao rubbed the corner of the book
with his fingers, and leaned back into the wide and soft seat, thinking deeply. When the old
attendant couldn’t help but to look up, JiHao finally had an idea.

JiHao said, "Let’s stop.”

The old attendant looked at him bewildered.

"You wait for me here. If I still haven't returned in three days, you guys go back alone."

The old attendant was surprised, "You want to..."

JiHao stood up as he spoke. He took a step forward and crossed through space.
Disappearing before the old attendant.

He didn't know what he was going to do, but since he had some doubts in his heart, he
couldn't help but explore, and say that he was going to fight against the Three Realms. But
what was the cause of war? If he couldn’t find the cause, then he would feel wrong.

He left himself a bottom line of three days to find the answer for himself. Once the arrow
was shot, there was no turning back.

JiHao’s step from the chariot, already brought him a few miles away and could no longer
see the nine headed demon dragons that covered the sky and sun. He could only see the
dark and scorched earth of the demon realm. The scarlet and gloomy world brought him
fierce menacing energy.

JiHao was extremely familiar to the atmosphere of the Demon Realm. It was as if every inch
of soil here was his home, providing him with continuous strength. Therefore, there was no
doubt that he was indeed a member of the Demon Realm.

Not far ahead, there was a magical barrier connecting heaven and earth between two
mountains. The space inside the barrier was distorted, and a white mountain and river
could be seen. The thin barrier was covered with prohibitions that even he found difficult
to break.

This was the SanChuan Mountain of the Demon Realm, which was the main connection
between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm. During peacetime, the door was wide
open and the three tribes: human, demon and immortals, all traded freely. There were
frequent exchanges, and even a rich border city in the demon realm was built under
SanChuan Mountain.

However, recently the relationship between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm
suddenly became tense, and the friction had gradually escalated. Even the Immortal Realm
brought their people and destroyed a small part of the border city. Therefore the border
gate was now tightly closed and a hundred thousand army was stationed under it.

JiHao saw the border restriction from a distance, and did not pass, nor disturb anyone. He
raised his finger and drew on the void, distorting the space. This time, he took more
cautious steps. He was surrounded by an energy that made him feel particularly
uncomfortable. His vision underwent earth shaking changes.

The sun rode high in the sky. The foot of the mountains were covered with vegetations and
trees.

Mozun Jihao came into this realm that easily.

Where should I go?

JiHao did not hesitate. He wanted to go to WuLiang Mountain.

Since he vaguely felt that Ruan MingChi on WuLiang Mountain was the key, he naturally
wanted to go there to seek the answer.

Three days were too short, and the matter could not be delayed.

Just before stepping out, the space in front of him suddenly distorted, and a two-meter-high
gap appeared in that area. Then a figure walked out of it.

The man wore a white gauze, and a 3,000 thread silk was simply tied up behind his head.
As soon as he appeared, his brilliance competed with the sun and the moon. His appearance
was like a banished immortal, which was rare in the world. Even if he had a cold jade-like
appearance, and he had an extremely beautiful appearance, it only made him even more
elegant.
Especially the red mole at the center of the eyebrows. Causing ripples in a person’s heart.
There was an emergence of divineness, as if far beyond his reach.

When JiHao saw him, he was taken aback. His heart trembled, and he even doubted his own
eyes.

Why did this man look exactly like his queen. Except for the red mole between the
eyebrows, even that otherworldly temperament was almost the same, just like that person.

Although JiHao couldn’t remember the past, his judgment was still there. He swore with his
soul that this man and his queen were the same person!

Before JiHao could speak, the person who came through the space raised his hand and a
WuHua Qin appeared before him. He swept his sleeves and looked at JiHao clodly, “MoZun
has brought the army here, could it be that you forgot about the agreement between the
Three Realms? If you want to fight, I, Ruan MingChi can only accompany you.”
(1) 天雷剧. Thunder drama. A very shocking tv series. It usually refers to tv remakes which
causes people to feel uncomfortable and even find funny.

Chapter 68: "I Want You." (Part 2)

JiHao was stunned for a moment before he remembered the full demon army in his sleeves.

But soon his attention was attracted by the other party's words, and his gaze fell on that
face. He didn't expect that he was Ruan MingChi. It didn’t take that much effort to find him
after all.

JiHao grinned and said, "This is great, I was just about to go look for revered immortal for
something. Let’s go down and talk slowly.”

Ruan MingChi's fingers twitched slightly. His gaze fell on JiHao's face, and emotions
appeared on the jade-like face, "The demon is so crafty, do you want to trick me again?"

"I tricked you before?" JiHao’s interest raised after meeting him, “What did I trick you for?”
JiHao looked at that expression and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched, “Did I trick
you into bed?”

"JiHao!" Ruan MingChi suddenly became furious, his fingers finally hooked the strings, and
the great sound created swords upon swords shining in the sky and casting shadows on the
earth. It instantly surrounded JiHao.
Looking at him, JiHao just pinched his sleeve and said, "Do you really want to fight?"

Ruan MingChi seemed to be choked by the neck in an instant and the sound of the qin
stopped abruptly.

JiHao smiled, and knew that Ruan MingChi was worried about the billions of demon
soldiers he was carrying with him. He probably wouldn’t want to fight. So JiHao smiled
confidently, “So did I ever sleep with you?”

Ruan MingChi trembled with anger and said coldly, "JiHao, don’t challenge my bottom line.
You and I have only met three times. Regardless of how absurd it is in the demon realm, it
has nothing to do with me. Stopping you today, is a warning. If you really bring your troops
to attack, our immortal realm will do everything. So what if we do fight.”

"You don't want to fight, and I don't want to fight either. Why don’t we go down and drink a
pot of tea, and slowly tell our story.”

"What story do I have with you!" Ruan MingChi flicked his sleeves. Even though his face
was full of discomfort, he still slowly went down the mountain.

JiHao smiled. He was really curious about what relationship he had with this Ruan MingChi,
based on this temper. A person so similar to his beloved person appeared. No matter his
identity, even if it was the supreme heaven, there would be some contact (2). And he knew
from the beating of his heart, that he absolutely coveted this LeZun.

So, what attack of the Three Realms? What about looking for a substitute body for the
empress? It was actually all done for this Ruan MingChi.

Married one but also thinking about another one, how did he become one without any
integrity.

Forget it, what kind of demon talks about morality.

When JiHao first opened his eyes and saw the Ruan Xian’er in the ice coffin, he knew that he
loved him deeply.

Now looking at the Ruan MingChi in front, he once again tasted the feeling of turbulent
throbbing. His heart seemed to be split in two, and he was now loving two people at the
same time.

Common sense told JiHao that this was not right, and that this was a problem.

His IQ was also telling that this was not right, and that there was something wrong with it.

So whatever the problem was, it was better to ask Ruan MingChi and then he would know.
Ruan MingChi was afraid of JiHao's strength, and even more afraid of the demon army he
had brought. He unwillingly went down the mountains, then stopped in front of a stream,
sat cross-legged on his WuHua Qin, and looked at JiHao coldly.

JiHao smiled, but after coming down the mountain, his feet landed on the soul, and walked
on the ground full of rotten leaves and sand. He continued to walk on the sand and arrived
at the edge of the clear stream. He held a green jade pot and filled it with the stream’s
water. He held the bottom of the jade pot and when he turned around to face Ruan MingChi,
curly smoke was coming out of the spout.

"Drink some tea?" JiHao asked while looking at Ruan MingChi with the jade pot in hand.

Ruan MingChi sat cross-legged on the WuHua Qin, his eyes drooping slightly. After he
seemed to have calmed down again, he said, “What on earth does the fiend want to ask.”

"I've already asked. Recently, something went wrong in my cultivation, and I forgot a lot of
things. But I fell in love with you at first sight. Do we really not have a relationship
together?”

Ruan MingChi's face was cold as ice, and he said affirmatively, "The fiend is truly joking.”

"Really?" JiHao was very disappointed. A demonic cloud appeared under his feet and raised
him up to Ruan MingChi’s height. He looked at him and said, “Then why do I feel such an
affinity with you.”

The ice on Ruan MingChi's face grew heavier again, “I’m afraid that I have to disappoint. I
cultivate the ruthless tao. Before I break through tao, I will not be tempted.”

"Mercilessly breaking through tao requires breaking feelings. Has revered immortal found
his love yet? JiHao is willing to help once or twice."

"The fiend is joking. There is a secret method in my WuLiang mountain. Once I’ve arrived at
my cultivation, it will naturally break. There is no need to break feelings.”

With a disappointed expression on his face, JiHao handed the jade pot to Ruan MingChi.
After Ruan MingChi really took out a white jade cup, he smiled and filled it up for Ruan
MingChi and said, "Then if you break through tao, I have a chance.”

"Immortals and demons do not stand together, and revered immortal has a demon queen.
Why bother to say this joke.”

"My queen is dead, so naturally I want to establish a new queen." After saying that, JiHao
looked up and into Ruan MingChi's eyes, "Ten thousand years of life, being alone is too
lonely. Why not accompany myself with the revered immortal. Besides, don’t waste the
time of youth.”
Ruan MingChi did not speak, his cheeks were slightly rosy. It was not a shy appearance, but
of shock, and anger! His body trembled faintly as if bound by something.

At this moment, if one looked from below, one could see that the demon cloud under
JiHao’s feet were surging, like a net wrapped around Ruan MingChi. The demon cloud
under his feet was dense, and upon closer look, the demon cloud and the immortal’s qi
were fighting against each other.

It turned out under that calm appearance, JiHao had already taken the first step!

The demon was cunning. On one side he was conversing, and on the other side, JiHao had
already set up a trap to take the white jade bird back to his demon hall. If he wanted it, he
would naturally plunder and deceive him. What is this so called etiquette and morality?
What he could get was naturally his.

Only immortals were moral.

And the demon was only me.

"JiHao, just what do you want to do….”

JiHao smiled. A cloud of demon mist appeared in his palm and slowly pressed it into Ruan
MingChi’s forehead, “I want you.
(2) 大羅金仙. dà luō jīnxiā n. This is the highest level of an immortal being. dà luō is free and
unfettered. jīn is gold, meaning eternal. xiā n is immortal.

Chapter 69: The Demon Queen Woke Up, Asking to Please Return Soon
Ruan MingChi was an immortal.

Human monks cultivated and considered the real tao. Fight against heaven, the earth, and
the people, until ones cultivated reached the apex, broke the void and left this realm. Ruan
MingChi was the only natural spirit in the celestial continent. He was born with a full range
of abilities, and was accepted as the disciple of WuLiang mountain. He stayed on the
mountain for years on end. After he suppressed the soldiers, and ruined their plans, Ruan
MingChi was seated in “WuLiang Mountain”’s seat of honor.

JiHao was a demon.

Demons were naturally bred by the demon energy of the demon realm. In these hundreds
of millions of years, it was condensed into a special kind of life. They were destined to be
heartless and ruthless, and do things based on their likes and dislikes. They were natural-
born demons. There were few in the world who were capable of conquering the three
mountains and six rivers of the demon realm. With the support of countless demon
generals, they killed the former demon king of the demon realm, King Ye, and achieved the
position of MoZun.

These two people were now fighting hand in hand, but it was still hard to tell who was
better.

Although Ruan MingChi was a human monk, he was born with a spiritual body and was
protected by WuLiang Mountain’s magic treasure. Although he was not as strong as the
naturally created JiHao, he was also powerful and it became a fierce struggle between two
evenly-matched opponents.

But no one thought that the wild and brave demon clan who liked to fight on the spot,
would have an anomaly like JiHao. From the very beginning, he led Ruan MingChi down the
sky, then he calculated step by step to quietly ambush him, and suddenly exert his strength.
Thus, Ruan MingChi was actually restricted by him.

Ruan MingChi was wrapped in the demonic cloud, and JiHao used the cloud to erode
(RMC’s) sea of knowledge. He couldn’t move, but his eyes were as sharp as ice knives.
There were countless things he wanted to say, but why would JiHao listen to his nonsense.

JiHao didn't hesitate when he succeeded in one blow. He tried his best to rob Ruan MingChi
of his mental state, so that he could take the person away. (T/N: He’s trying to knock out
RMC. Author made this phrase so weird….)

JiHao already did enough, but in the end he underestimated the methods of the immortal.

The cloud touched and surrounded Ruan MingChi’s sea of knowledge.. Slowly eroded it
down, but then something suddenly shined. This Ruan MingChi actually placed a magical
weapon in the sea of knowledge.

JiHao was unwilling to retreat like this. He gathered the spreaded cloud together and it
condensed around his strong arm like ink. The muscles were tense and high as he clenched
his fist. Then he punched towards the protected sea of knowledge.

There was a "click".

Ruan MingChi let out a muffled sigh. His eyes scattered, and he looked at JiHao with bitter
hatred.

JiHao ignored his gaze. He continued to control his energy and smashed through Ruan
MingChi’s sea of consciousness all the way into the center.

A normal person placed nothing in their sea of knowledge. But who would have thought
that Ruan MingChi would place something in the center, and it was even a little person.
The little person looked like a miniature version of Ruan MingChi, with a round face, three-
headed body proportions, and a red mole between the eyebrows. He floated vividly in the
middle of the sea of consciousness. When he saw JiHao coming over, he raised a small qin in
his hand and played the Qin to smash energy towards him. At the same time, he spoke with
his lovely voice, “Zha (1)! Get out!”

This Qin was the same as the WuHua Win, but it looked like a sesame seed when compared
to JiHao’s black arm. When that Qin energy flew straight past, it turned into a needle point
and pierced into the black arm fiercely. In an instant, the arm collapsed into smoke and was
quickly driven out by that white light.

Just that at the last moment, JiHao saw the Ruan MingChi who threw the Qin energy at him,
turn around. An almost identical Ruan MingChi appeared next to him in a doll form, except
that there was no red mole between the eyebrows. It stretched its hands out towards him
as if the child was hugging someone close to it. But it couldn’t get a response, so it pursed
its lips and began to cry.

In fact, JiHao still had the means, but he didn't expect to be caught by the doll behind him.
He went into a trance and was beaten out by Ruan MingChi.

Once again, Ruan MingChi had covered his forehead and flew towards the sky.

Ruan MingChi ran away very fast, and didn't forget to say coldly, "MoZun has good
methods. This battle, fight if you want to.”

His face was pale, and his body shook when he turned away. In a twinkling of an eye, he
stepped on the WuHua Qin and flew into the horizon. If it weren’t for the severe injuries, he
would have used the ability to tear through space.

If JiHao wanted to catch up, he may not have been able to stop Ruan MingChi. His heart and
soul was shaken, so he was not much better than Ruan MingChi.

At this moment, his head was full of that doll left behind in Ruan MingChi’s sea of
knowledge. The outstretched hand and the voice that couldn’t call out, seemed to have
caught JiHao’s heart, causing him so much pain that he couldn’t even move his legs.

Who was that?

Who was the doll behind him?

Suddenly a terrible guess came to mind and JiHao almost drowned himself with the fast
heartbeat.

How could there be two people with exactly the same qi in the world. His demon queen, as
well as the leader of the righteous path, Ruan MingChi.
When JiHao came back to his senses, that Ruan MingChi was long gone, and JiHao also did
not consider catching up. After thinking a bit, he turned around and opened a space. With a
step, he arrived at the scorched earth volcanoes of the demon realm.

He made sure of the directions, and then flew out. He threw out the ten demon generals
hallways and told them to stay at the border to wait for his orders. Then he flew into the
chariot pulled by the nine-headed demon dragon.

"MoZun..." The old attendant probably didn’t expect JiHao to come back so soon, so he
hurriedly rushed forward to greet him.

JiHao flicked his robe sleeves, "Go back to the palace."

Seeing JiHao's expression, the old attendant hurried to control the demon dragons.

When JiHao swung his sleeves, he was already pinching the book “The Banished Immortal
Beauty” into his hands. With a bit of urgency, he turned the pages solemnly.

Demon calendar June, year 125.

The weather is cloudy, and it is raining acid.

Xian'er is stubborn. Even though he is now established as the queen, he still

doesn’t pay attention to (me). However, (I) prefer to be obsessed with him. Want
to see him smile, and cry. Even if he was bullying, it was still a type of pleasure.

(T/N: 本尊. Běnzū n. This is a way that royals refer to themselves. So for any time
he uses běnzū n, for ‘me’, 'my' or ‘I’, I will put parentheses around it.)
Demon Calendar June, year 125

The weather is cloudy, and the earth dragon is turning over.

When (I) woke up today (I) saw Xian'er sitting by the window in a trance. (I)
combed his hair for him. He turned his head to look at (me). There was nothing
wrong, but his eyes were affectionate and he looked like he had the desire to talk.
He must have been attracted to (me). Unfortunately, the father was killed by the
enemy (JiHao), otherwise, based on (my) appearance, he would surely be in a
state of thunder and fire, and all vicissitudes of life.

No problem, (I) am willing to accompany him out of the pain.

Demon Calendar August, year 125

The weather is cloudy and dry.

 After returning back from the immortal realm as a messenger, Xian’er suddenly
fell ill and cried incessantly in his dreams. He almost died from being short of
breath. (I) became so angry, (I) found some ancient martial arts, turned the
demon energy into silk energy and nourished Xian’er’s heart.

Seventy-seven forty-nine days later, Xian'er opened his eyes, and (I) knew that
there would be no other existence in this life except for him that would make me
so worried and sleepless (2).

Demon Calendar August, year 125

The weather is cloudy and turning cold.

Xian'er woke up, but he became even more silent. (I) know the heart knot, but
can’t let him go. (My) love is so selfish, that even though his wings are broken, he
still can not leave.

...

JiHao looked at the notes in the diary, all of which were the daily affairs with Ruan Xian’er,
the demon queen. JiHao felt that except for his love towards Ruan Xian’er, everything was
particularly fake. He seemed to be reading someone else’s story, and someone else’s love.
The writing was worthy of serious consideration, as there was no sense of substitution.

It was a little irritating.

In fact, the contents of the diary didn’t seem like something he would do. His fragmented
thoughts were written in the diary everyday. Just how boring was this. With that time, why
didn’t he take Ruan Xian’er to travel the mountains and water. Was there any meaning to
keep him like a canary?

Looking at this thick book again, he only wanted to find the place where Ruan MingChi had
appeared before. Ruan MingChi said that they had met three times. Just where exactly was
it.

JiHao frowned and was about to continue reading, but the old attendant suddenly rushed
over, handing him a black, earthworm sized dragon in both hands and handed it to him.

JiHao put down the book, and grabbed the black dragon into the palm of his hand, and
asked, "Have you read this book before?"

The old attendant hurriedly bowed his back deeply and said, "This old slave dares not."

JiHao was a little disappointed, but his hands never stopped. His fingers pinched the little
black dragon’s belly, and the little dragon let out a cry. Its body slowly stiffened, and in a
blink of an eye, it changed from a vivid dragon to a piece of paper.

JiHao opened the note and took a look at it. His pupils suddenly shrank and he stood up
abruptly.

[Reporting to MoZun: The demon queen woke up, asking to please return soon.]

Ruan Xian'er, woke up?

Woke up!!

Although he didn’t believe the contents of the diary, and every defying word written was
full of “hypocritical”, “shocking”, and “embarrassing”, one thing could not be denied.

He does have strong feelings for his demon queen. Just by looking at him, he knew that this
man was his closest person, and he was willing to cherish and love him.

Not long ago, he was surprised by the appearance of Ruan MingChi. When his heart was
throbbing, his queen woke up, just like a rein that held his mind firmly, and pulled his
uncontrolled emotions back.

Even the image of that little person crying in the sea of knowledge had faded away.

He was almost unable to wait, "Go back to the palace immediately, at full speed."

The nine-headed demon dragon rushed forward with all their strength, and blotted out the
entire sky. The demonic clouds were fierce, and when it passed over the residents of the
demon realm, they raised their heads and showed an enthusiastic expressions.

"It's the demon dragon."

"That's MoZun’s chariot.”

"Didn’t you want to fight in the human realm? My younger brother’s daughter-in-law’s
sister’s husband has joined the glorious and great demon army. It’s also my goal to shed
blood for MoZun.”

"My husband passed over my head again today, so happy~"

JiHao was in a hurry. When he saw the palace from a distance, he took a step from the
chariot. The prohibitions of the demon palace did not hinder him, and came down to the
gates of the palace. With another step, he reached the underground part of the palace.

The doors that were closed when he left were now open and undefended. The guards of the
demon palace were all gone. When he realized that Ruan Xian’er might not be inside, he
was already standing next to the ice coffin.
The icy cold air hit him, and the temperature suddenly plummeted to below zero degrees.
The ice that had covered the top of the coffin for thousands of years was really empty.

JiHao didn’t have time to think about it, and moved with his heart. In the next second he
arrived at his own bedroom. His demonic energy lifted white curtains. Amidst the rusting
sound, JiHao lifted the white veil in front of him to see the silhouette of a man’s figure lying
in bed.

With just a glance, JiHao felt his heart infinitely soften, and his eyes filled with warmth.
(1) 吒! Zhā ! T/N: What kind of noise is this?
(2) 七七四十九天. 7-7 49 days. Also known as 七七追荐. From what I understand, it's a
Buddhist ritual for the dead. According to the concept of reincarnation in Buddhism, a
person's death has 7 stages occurring within 7-7 49 days. If anyone else has more info~~

Chapter 70: A Real Demon Should be Better at Manipulating People's Heart

JiHao made his steps light and pressed down his eagerness as he slowly walked to the edge
of the bed. That person on the bed seemed to hear his movement and slowly opened his
eyes. Although he was currently extremely weak and looked like he was having difficulty
breathing, he still woke up. There was a thin layer of misty water in his when he looked
over, full of nostalgia. Before any words could be spoken, tears flowed down.

It was as if JiHao’s heart was like the dry soil moistened by those tears, and it turned into a
puddle of spring mud, covering him with a sour feeling. He bent down, gently brushed his
fingers across the beautiful face, then knelt on one knee and dropped a kiss full of affection
on the forehead.

The temperature perceived through the lips was not high, but at least there was some heat.
The skin had regained its elasticity and was full of vitality.

JiHao didn't know what caused him (RMC) to leave his side, but since the person had
woken up, JiHao wasn’t going to let him go ever again.

...

At the same time.

In the Immortal Realm.

At the back of the Academy, laid Ruan MingChi unconscious on the bed.
A doctor checked his pulse for a long time, unmoving. He frowned and asked, “He is injured.
Do you know who the leader fought with (1)?”

The Peak Master of ChuanQiong peak spoke anxiously, "Earlier, the leader was discussing
with us on a plan to fight the demon army, but then suddenly got up and left. He travelled
through space. Don’t even mention catching up to him, we don’t even know where he
went.”

"There is no doubt that he fought someone, but in this world, the only one who can hurt
him is that person.”

The face of the ChuanQiong peak Peak Master changed, "MoZun Jihao!"

It seemed that just uttering this name triggered some kind of reaction, causing people to
feel short of breath, and only felt their backs going cold.

If the cultivation level of the Celestial Continent was divided into five levels, and the fifth
level was a level that could only be achieved by talented people through unremitting
efforts, then their leader Ruan MingChi was at the 7th or 8th level. This was already beyond
people’s expectation and the strength completely exceeded the rules of the world. But Jihao
was rumored to have reached the 9th level...

Although others were not qualified to fight JiHao at all, but the strongest in the immortal
realm had now lost to JiHao for the second time. They knew that JiHao’s strength could only
be high, not low.

The demon’s horrifying power was becoming more terrifying. The people of the immortal
realm didn’t even dare to discuss it. After all, the powerful had a deep understanding of
their power, and would be aware if their name was mentioned. Therefore no one dared to
say JiHao’s name directly except Ruan MingChi.

The two looked at each other and both saw the fear on each other’s face. After a long time,
the doctor spoke up, “Revered immortal has reached a critical moment in his cultivation.
The ruthless tao will reach the highest achievement. He only needs to cut off emotions, then
he will surpass that one. The chaotic realms will no longer be a problem, and the war with
the Demon Realm will be quelled. It’s a big possibility that he could even break through the
void.”

The Peak Master of ChuanQiong Peak frowned, "Revered immortal has never been down
the mountain unless absolutely necessary. Where would there be destined love?”

"But I once heard from the revered immortal, that he has a secret method, and it can be
done.”

After the two had finished speaking, their eyes fell on Ruan MingChi's face. The
unconscious man seemed very uncomfortable, his eyebrows tensed slightly, as if trapped in
a nightmare.

No one knew what revered immortal Ruan’s secret method was, nor knew what his
destined love was…. (2)

...

Ruan Xian'er woke up, but was extremely weak. The old attendant rushed back and
brought the panacea from the palace, but JiHao didn’t give it to Ruan Xian’er. Ruan Xian’er
was too weak at the moment, and nothing could help. It was better to eat some light food
and cultivate slowly.

Not long after, Ruan Xian'er fell asleep again. JiHao grabbed his hand when he was finally
able to lay on the bed with his clothes on, and held the person in his arms.

At this time, the soft body seemed to be tightly embedded into the top half of JiHao’s body.
The flustered heart from Ruan Xian’er waking up had now completely calmed down. It was
as if his whole life was complete, and the heartbeat was beating heavily and steadily.

Demons didn’t need to sleep, but JiHao fell asleep. In his dream, he seemed to have gone
through several lives. In the strange world, he was an athlete, an actor, and a disabled
person. But there was no doubt that the person who accompanied him then was the same
as the person who was next to him now.

It was impossible for a demon to dream, but JiHao actually did, which only meant that this
may not have been a dream. He engraved all the images in the dream into his mind, and
then experienced these three worlds with his own judgement. He accompanied someone,
spoiled someone, loved someone, and lived three lives together.

Demons could never forget, and JiHao naturally would not forget that he had accompanied
that person in the dreams, Ruan MingChi.

When he opened his eyes, everything in the dream was still engraved in his mind. JiHao felt
around him for body warmth and then fell into a daze.

He had only met Ruan MingChi one, but he was already derailed?

How was he worthy of treating the recovered lover next to him.

The old attendant heard the movement and said through the layers of curtains, "Mozun,
Immortal Healer Mian is here.”

JiHao returned to his senses, glanced at the sleeping person beside him, and said, "Let him
come in then."
Immortal Healer Mian was a well-known healer in the Three Realms. He was at least 1000
years old. His body was the ginseng essence at the foot of the Xian Mountain. At first, rude
people would use his blood to treat themselves or pull out his hair. After he had been in this
business for a long time, he naturally learned about cultivation. Combined with his talent,
he was indeed the first in the medical world.

This was not the first time that Immortal Healer Mian was invited to see the patient.

After the Immortal Healer Mian retreated his ginseng qi from investigating, he spoke in
amazement, “The demon queen is actually resurrected.”

JiHao looked at him.

The Immortal Healer Mian felt the coercive pressure of MoZun, and reconsidered his
words, “MoZun, let’s talk outside.”

When they got outside, the two sat down, and the old attendant served tea fruit. Immortal
Healer Mian started speaking, “The demon queen’s mother is a woman from the human
world. It’s already strange that she was able to give birth with the wild king, but then the
baby would be born weak and have a difficult time to live long. Moreover, the blood of a
human and a demon can greatly damage his soul. Every year, his soul will naturally weaken
by half. If it wasn’t for MoZun nourishing him, the demon queen would have already…”

JiHao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Immortal Healer Mian was once again under the pressure of MoZun, and cold sweat
instantly flowed down. His adam’s apple slipped as he said honestly, “Frankly speaking, I
don’t know why the demon queen has resurrected. I’m afraid that I can’t guarantee his
safety.” After a pause, and looking at JiHao’s what-use-are-you look, he spoke again, “But I
once heard an anecdote. There is a woman in the human realm who was free of disease and
disaster, but became weaker and weaker until she died. Three years later, she came out of
the coffin and resurrected. However, the common people were ignorant and regarded her
as a demon. Just when they were about to burn her to death, snow drifted down and
became a big snow storm. When the snow stopped, the resurrected woman had
disappeared. Some people said that they saw a woman who looked exactly like her, rescued
her.”

JiHao looked at him and said, "Rumors are not credible. Since they can cast spells, they
must be from the world of cultivating immortals. Does the Immortal Healer know where
that person has gone.”

"I naturally know." Immortal Healer Mian nodded, "The woman who rescued the
resurrected woman was from the inconsiderate immortal realm, but she died 400 years
ago. She didn’t care about the rumors and placed the rescued woman in a cave. That
woman was obviously a mortal, so she couldn’t use spells and was weak, but she lived for
more than 400 years like that cultivator. On the same day that the cultivator sister died, she
also followed after.”

JiHao nodded, thinking through it carefully.

"This matter has been kept in my heart for a long time. Maybe it's not the same as the
demon queen’s symptoms. What I’ve said to MoZun today, can or can not be credible, and
can only be used as reference.”

JiHao said, "I believe you."

As soon as "inconsiderate" came out from Immortal Healer Mian’s mouth, it attracted
JiHao's attention.

If he hadn't been stopped by Ruan MingChi, he wouldn't have known that Ruan MingChi
would look just like his demon queen. If there was only one coincidence, then he wouldn’t
have believed it. But if there were several coincidences, then he had to explore the truth.

Next, the Immortal Healer Mian explained this strange story in detail, and then left on the
grounds of refining pills and went to the pill room to retreat.

JiHao called for the demon generals to inquire, and sent a small group of scouts in disguise
to quietly pass the bordering gate without much thought.

JiHao stayed in the demon palace, and after five days, Ruan Xian'er finally had energy.

He felt sorry for the beauty always lying on the bed. The big eyes always stared at him full
of watery mist. Every time JiHao went to see him, he was either sitting on the bed in a daze,
or standing by the window in a daze. He would turn to look when he heard noise, and then
look at his face for a long time before coming back to his senses.

Although JiHao knew that his queen was thinking about something he didn’t know, so he
patiently accompanied him to admire the beautiful moon.

Ten days later, the pills that Immoral Healer Mian refined came out of the pot. Ruan Xian'er,
who took the pill, immediately became very energetic and could even walk out of the
house.

There were many pear trees planted outside the demon’s bedroom. This was food that the
demon realm couldn’t grow, but because the queen loved it so much, the skilled craftsmen
of the demon world were summoned. Traces of magic were all over the garden, simulating
the climate and atmosphere of the human world. Thus the garden was full of trees with
blooming flowers, blooming all year round.

The black wind of the demon world blew from the sky, and when it passed through the
demon palace. It turned into fresh air that would make the people of the demon realm
comfortable.
The pear blossoms were blown down by the wind whirling down and before hitting the
ground, was caught by a palm that suddenly appeared. JiHao dropped the petals on the
ground, turned his head to look at Ruan Xian'er, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Since waking up, Ruan Xian'er had been quiet with few words and thoughts. He was
originally already this kind of person, but now upon being resurrected, his silence was
getting worse.

But although he didn't like to talk, JiHao would stand beside him, and then he (RMC) would
softly lean on him. Although this type of intimacy and trust was wordless, it also expressed
his thoughts.

JiHao placed his arms around his shoulders and smiled, "Want to go for a walk?"

Ruan Xian'er didn't have the appearance of joy and only smiled, “I only slept for half a year.
What changes could there be in the city?”

"What change can happen in half a year. I’m taking you out of the city.” JiHao said.

Ruan Xian'er's eyes widened suddenly, "You... didn't you say that I can’t…”

JiHao smiled, "Today is different. Do whatever you want. You can go to the three mountains
and six rivers, and the immortal or human realm. You can go anywhere, but I only have one
request. You must let me accompany you.”

Ruan Xian'er just looked at him and didn't speak.

"I made a mistake, and it taught me the preciousness of possession.” JiHao smiled. The
notes in the diary were strange and made him seem like a paranoid pervert. As if having
caught a person in his hand, he would never be able to lose them. What a stereotyped and
inferior brain circuit. A real demon should be better at manipulating people’s hearts and
then the person would stay willingly.

Of course he had to give his demon queen enough freedom, as long as he was with him.

(1) 院长. President. T/N: But for a cultivation/for a story that seems like it is about
cultivation, there is no 'president', so I changed it to leader.
(2) 情缘. Luck by which people are brought together. But it was a bit too long... so I
shortened it to destined love

Chapter 71: 2 People, 4 Legs, Can Roam the World

JiHao quietly left the palace with Ruan Xian'er. With no entourage, nor rode in that
swaggering nine headed dragon chariot.

Two people, four legs, can roam the world.

There were lots of underground volcanoes. The bright red molten lava flowed down the
black mountain, leaving traces of mottled net-like lines on the mountain.

Above the dense volcanic smoke, JiHao took Ruan Xian’er’s hand and looked down,“This
volcano has been erupting for a hundred years and has always been in an active state. The
flame elements inside are the richest. If you can take it and control it with secret methods,
you could hang it above the palace and light everything up without using any energy.”

After saying this, JiHao gently squeezed Ruan Xian'er's finger and said, "Do you want it?"

Ruan Xian'er looked down for a few seconds, then the corner of his mouth slightly hooked
and nodded.

"Go!" As he spoke, JiHao took Ruan Xian'er and plunged head first into the hot lava.

The Blood Lake was one of the Demon Realm’s major sights. There were lots of expensive
raw materials in the lake, but they were for the demon king to use. There were usually
soldiers stationed there, and there people from the demon realm hired to collect the items
in the lake.

It’s just that the energy in the Blood Lake was disorderly. Even people with advanced magic
skills would be eroded by the energy and get a long term disease if they stayed in the lake
for too long. Therefore, if it were not for the demonic people being really short of money,
they would not willingly work in the Blood Lake. Due to insufficient strength, no one dared
to go to the center of the Blood lake, where the erosion rate was the highest, and it melted
the flesh and bone.

But today, lots of people saw two men flying from the sky with their own eyes. Before the
stationed troops could respond, they both jumped into the heart of the lake.

Was this seeking death?

Ruan Xian'er opened his eyes wide in the water and looked at everything in front of him in
surprise.

He was obviously looking at the thick blood red color of the lake earlier, but when he
entered the water, who knew that it would be clear and clean. There were some unique
fishes in the lake, slender and blood red like a snake. This kind of ingredient was well
known in the Three Realms, and had an effect of significantly enhancing the spiritual
power.
JiHao took his hand and roamed in the water. The flame spirit in his hand illuminated a
long path before him. There was no other sound except for gurgling in his ears. It was as if
there was only him and JiHao in the entire world.

JiHao arrived at the deepest part of the lake where there was a crack. It was pitch black, as
if it went straight to the center of the world.

Ruan Xian'er pulled back JiHao’s hand with some strength, but in the next second he was
held tightly, and was pulled into the depths of the crack.

After falling for half an hour, he opened his eyes to see a 30 or 40 meter long giant red
snake coiled on the ground. It was awakened by the intruders and at this moment, the pair
of golden eyes were ferociously staring at them.

JiHao put his arm around Ruan Xian'er's waist, and instead of retreating, he kicked the
giant snake. The lake surged, and gravel fell from the underground crack. The snake was
quickly kicked unconscious and floated in the water like a soft rope. Then JiHao raised his
knife and sliced open the snake’s head. From the head, he took out a pearl the size of a palm
and turned his head to smile at Ruan Xian'er.

Ruan Xian'er had long lost the depressed and unhappy appearance ever since he left the
palace. His eyes were bright while looking at JiHao and at the spiritual bead in his hand,
smiling like a flower.

JiHao was enticed by the bloody appearance, hooked the other man’s chin and gave a kiss.

He could clearly feel that Ruan Xian'er, who was inactive before, now took the initiative to
welcome him.

There was a black forest in the demon realm, which was the entrance and exit of the
underworld.

The underworld were all undead beings, and there were more than six kinds. Although
there were interactions with the Three Realms: Humans, Demons, and Immortal, the
undead creatures wouldn’t leave the underworld. First, the undead needed the aura of the
underworld to survive. Second, Hades constrained them, and they were happy to be self-
sufficient in the underworld.

Just like the boundary between the demon realm and the human realm, a large number of
border guards were stationed in the black forest between the demon realm and the
underworld. No one was allowed to enter.

But today, there were people cooking in the Black Forest. The two lingered and whispered
softly, as if they had endless things to talk about. Then the taller man held the pearl in one
hand and the bright flame spirit in the other. Ignoring the resistance from both sides, he
slowly integrated the two together, creating a great light that illuminated almost the entire
black forest.

The undeads that escaped quietly from the underworld had been hiding in this forest for
many years. Suddenly, a strong light appeared over the top of their heads, and the undeads
who were illuminated, screamed and instantly turned into black smoke and disappeared.

The Demon Border Guards who discovered the abnormality sent a small reconnaissance
team to search around, and soon found the pair of male dogs cooking in the forbidden area.

"You two! Take out your identification card!" The border guard who came over said
viciously.

More than a dozen border guards behind them pointed their guns at them and approached
them cautiously.

The tall man completely ignored the tense atmosphere in front of him. He took the beautiful
man’s hand and asked, “Do you still want to play? Or just go home?”

The beautiful man said, "I don't want to go back yet.”

"You… You’ve already played so wildly, and now you don’t even want to go back home.”
Despite his complaints, the tall man was full of pampering.

The beautiful man’s smile deepened, and his eyes were full of love while looking at him.

"Ok, I’ll listen to you.”

When the voice fell, a gust of wind swept through, and the border guards were swayed by
the strong wind. When they could finally stand still, the wind had disappeared, and the two
people before them had disappeared.

Naturally, the light that illuminated the forest was completely gone, and the eyes only saw
darkness with the gusts of wind.

The young border guard asked the captain, "Are we letting them go? Do we have to chase
after them?”

The captain glared at him, "They could have been that great demon. It’s already good that
he didn’t kill us. If we still chase after, are we taking the initiative to send ourselves to
death? Go go go. Hurry up and go back. Just what was that thing. I was about to go blinded
by that scene.”

By this time, JiHao and Ruan Xian'er had arrived at the top of a high mountain. The top of
the mountain was very flat, and there were two giant trees that looked like they were
nestling together, looking out into the distance.
The demon realm’s wind blew gently, the overly dry air in the demon realm seemed to be
surrounded by sparks. An erupting volcano could be seen from far away, with thick smoke
billowing.

JiHao and Ruan Xian'er laid on the ground under the trees, filled with lingering kisses.
When the volcano erupted again, Ruan Xian’er seemed to be out of breath, and once again
fell into a coma for a short time.

Later, JiHao took his clothes to wrap up Ruan Xian’er, and hugged him into his arms. Then
with the use of a secret method, he refined the spirit bead containing the flame spirit until
it was the size of a thumb. He took a drop of Ruan Xian'er's blood and dropped it on the
bead. The spirit bead gradually became smaller, then it was condensed into a halo and was
placed on Ruan Xian'er's ring finger.

"What is this?" Ruan Xian'er was still a little tired, but looked at his palm curiously.

"Mortals say that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the ring finger is the
closest place to the heart. Wearing a ring here means together for a lifetime."

Ruan Xian'er chuckled and leaned his body softly against JiHao’s chest, playing with the
ring on his ring finger for a long time. He raised his head and actively kissed JiHao’s cheek
and said sweetly, “Thank you.”

The love deepened, and it was inevitable to do some lingering actions. After the volcano
subsided in the distance, another day in the demon world passed.

JiHao and Ruan Xian'er built a small house on this mountain. They had a gorgeous palace,
but they preferred to live in a humble house. They didn’t even tie their hair. Everything was
simple and relaxing. Occaciously, their hair would entangle together, and the two of them
would look at each other and smile.

It's just that within two days, Ruan Xian'er suddenly felt a little unwell, and suddenly
fainted. JiHao thought that he had been bullying the person too much and was about to
restrain himself, when suddenly the ring on Ruan Xian'er's ring finger burst into light.

Then JiHao saw white mist slowly escaping from Ruan Xian'er's body.

JiHao stretched out his hand to fetch clothes from the void, and put it on with a flick. He
watched the escaping white ist as he stood by the bedside. The expression on his face
wasn’t too panicked, as if he had expected this a long time ago.

Immortal Healer Mian once said, "If it is said that the sea of knowledge can be cultivated
and strengthened, then the spirit as the foundation of the sea of consciousness can also
become thick and strong through cultivation. The nature can never change. If the heart is
iron, then the spirit is a hard existence, such as an earth mound or a giant tree. If the heart
is soft, then the spirit is a ball of water or a wisp of wind. Only by practicing according to
the type of spirit, can one get twice the result with half the effort.”

"But the demon queen does not have a spirit, which is really strange. Even ordinary people
without roots in the human world own a spirit. The demon queen is like a duckweed
without its roots. Sudden blowing winds and water can make the duckweed suddenly grow
and reproduce until the pond is full of it. But if there is no water, it will naturally wither.”

"Therefore, the queen may fall again at any time, but may also resurrect again.”

"MoZun, I have been in medicine for thousands of years, and I have not seen such a strange
existence. I’m afraid that it will be difficult to cure it, but I have a method that can let us
know what happens to the queen."

JiHao's eyes fell on Ruan Xian'er’s ring.

He was just playing around when he caught the flame spirit. The real purpose of the trip
was the thousand year old giant red snake at the bottom of Blood Lake. It lived deep
underneath, and vomited the essence of the Blood Lake everyday. It was a spiritual orb that
could illuminate everything in the world, including the soul. JiHao had brought it out and
placed it on Ruan Xian’er just for this moment.

But.

He could see Ruan Xian'er's sea of knowledge dissipating, but he didn't know how to stop it.
He could only watch as his love withered before his eyes.

It was better to know nothing.

JiHao bent down, cautiously picked up Ruan Xian'er, and stepped into the void. When he
reappeared again, he stood in his bedroom of the palace.

He gently put Ruan Xian'er down, and then lifted the bead curtain. The old attendant who
heard the noise rushed over. JiHao asked coldly, “Has the person that was sent out, found
out anything yet?”

The old attendant bowed his body and said respectfully, "It is true that news has come
back. I was about to tell MoZun, and you happened to come back in time.”

JiHao lowered his eyes to look at him, his expression not angry

“Speak.”

Chapter 72: Turns Out that this World is a Killing and Loving Each Other Script....
The old attendant felt Mozun's anger, and hurriedly said, "The spies sent news that the
Immortal Realm and Human Realm have created a dragon-slashing spear, which is said to
have a demon-breaking effect, and can also hurt you.”

JiHao narrowed his eyes, a little impatient.

It was not that he wanted to hear.

But the old attendant didn’t have to worry, and quickly stated his business, "But rumors are
only rumors, and no one has seen it happen, so it can only be based on imagination. The
spies said that Ruan MingChi did not test it in person, felt that something was delayed, so
they ventured into Wuliang Mountain and found many mysteries.”

"It seems that Ruan MingChi was injured accidentally and was recuperating in the
mountains. Ruan MingChi’s cultivation has also reached the final juncture, and retreated.
The spies successfully sneaked into the disciple’s pavilion and found a roster.”

"But..." After a pause, the old attendant said, "They didn’t find that female sister that the
Immortal Healer Mian had mentioned.

JiHao's eyebrows frowned instantly.

"Continue the investigation.” JiHao spoke, then left, leaving the old attendant standing there
in place, the body bowed so low, not daring to breath in that atmosphere.

When he got back to the bedroom, Ruan Xian'er was already awake, and the light of the
pearl disappeared. Naturally, he couldn't see whether his sea of knowledge was still
running away.

Ruan Xian'er saw him come back and asked in surprise, "Why am I back?" In other words,
he was very lost.

JiHao walked up to him without saying a word, just hugged the person tightly, and did not
speak for a long time.

Ruan Xian'er smiled and comforted him, "It's just that we've been playing around recently
and I became too tired. Besides, you and I have different physical strengths. Be gentle next
time, and I’ll…” After that, he said no more. His face flushed, and finally hugged JiHao.

JiHao felt a pain in his heart, and when he said something, he was particularly gentle, "If
you haven't played enough, then I will take you there."

"How about a few days later. If it wasn’t because we had left for so long, I would never have
thought that the palace would be so comfortable.”
“Alright.”

Even though Ruan Xian'er woke up, he was not in good spirits and fell asleep again as soon
as night fell. JiHao didn't dare to disturb him anymore, so he left the bedroom.

A demon general had come to seek audience with him and said that the friction between
the Demon Realm and the Human Realm border was starting to intensify. It seemed that
the immortal realm had acquired some magic weapons. The whole human army was very
excited, and maybe the war would break out in the next one or two days.

JiHao's eyes were full of black light, and his expression became colder.

The demon general looked at JiHao's face, did not dare to say another word. He bowed his
head and walked out.

JiHao retracted his gaze. He vaguely felt as if there was a whirlpool trying to pull him into
the unknown abyss and suppress him. His sixth sense was reminding him that there was
something wrong with this darkness. What battle of the humans and demons? What
inconsiderate immortal? What dragon-slashing spear? Even though everything happening
seemed to be real, JiHao still felt a sense of disagreeableness when he looked at his diary.

He hadn’t read the diary since that day, and believed his own judgement more than what
“he” once wrote back then.

As expected, the border war started within two days. Although they were only fighting with
small forces, with the passage of time, it was very likely that the war would eventually turn
into a full scale war between the Three Realms.

However, neither the MoZun of the Demon Realm nor the revered Immortal of the
Immortal came to the battlefield. As the amount of bloodshed gradually increased, the
atmosphere gradually became tense. Even in the city where the Demon Palace was located,
discussion about the front line began to appear.

Ruan Xian'er woke up after sleeping for ten hours.

JiHao was listening to the old attendant’s report about the spies when he received the
news.

Just half a day ago, the leader of the immortal world, Ruan MingChi, who had disappeared
for half a month, appeared in front of the people, wielding the dragon-slashing spear in his
hand infused with his spiritual power. His cultivation was bottomless, and the pressure
from him was endless. The audience’s expectations were verified. Someone in the crowd
shouted to flatten the demon realm.

Moreover, when Ruan MingChi woke up, the two spies' identities were exposed, and the
prohibition to the immortal realm was strengthened again. It would be difficult to find out
more about that female sister in a short time.

If it was the normal MoZun, all the thoughts would be attracted to the war on the front line.
If one didn’t take the war seriously, the coalition between the humans and immortals may
really break through the front line and enter the demon realm. Even if the subjugated
MoZun escaped, it would be difficult to get out of the psychological hurdles in this life.

As for the demon queen who died and came back to life and fell asleep again, it was
estimated that the demon king who had fallen in love for so long, would escape with the
demon queen.

He had to choose either Jiang mountain or the beauty.

This was the most standard way to measure people’s hearts.

JiHao stood in the middle of that balance. He glanced left and right, and walked to his lover
without any hesitation.

There was no other choice. Except for this old attendant, the entire Demon Realm looked
like a “flat background” in his eyes. He really couldn't give up Ruan Xian'er for the sake of
the Demon Realm.

So for the past few days, JiHao was thinking about how to protect Ruan Xian'er's sea of
knowledge. Even if Ruan Xian'er may be just a container, he had to keep this container by
his side.

The front line was fierce, but JiHao went to various places in the Demon Realm, looking for
treasures of heaven and earth that could protect the divine senses. Then he refined some
small things for Ruan Xian’er to wear, but it couldn’t stop Ruan Xian’er’s divine
consciousness from escaping.

Just what was it exactly…. That he had neglected.

When Ruan Xian'er didn’t wake up for a day, JiHao stood beside the bed staring at Ruan
Xian’er in a trance.

"Reporting to MoZun.” The old attendant said outside the door, "From the front lines, Ruan
MingChi led 20,000 immortals and broke more than the two of the defenses we arranged
on the front line. At this moment, we are on the third line of defense. If this defense line
brakes, the two allied forces will probably march straight in, and the deployed troops in the
ten cities may not be able to stop them.”

"..."

"MoZun..." Even the old attendant, who always seemed to be at ease, finally showed some
alarm.

"..."

JiHao frowned, his eyes fell on Ruan Xian'er's drowsy figure. The pearl was glowing
brightly, clearly illuminating that the divine consciousness had once again escaped into the
void. Various kinds of light intertwined with it, but it could not be stopped.

He used all his means, but still couldn't stop Ruan Xian'er from leaving him.

There was no doubt that there was a problem with Ruan Xian’er. As he thought before,
even if it was a container, the container must stand in front of him alive.

So who was manipulating this container? Was it the people around him, the people from
the Immortal Realm, or Ruan MingChi… A lot of questions accumulated in his heart, but it
lacked the key information, so it was difficult to understand.

Once again, JiHao tried to peer into the world’s context.

He didn’t like the feeling of being deceived, especially when it concerned the person he
loved deeply. Even if he was disliked by the heavens, he still wanted to know the mysteries
of heaven!

Thick black mist gushes out of JiHao’s eyes. As expected, just as he went to look into the
world’s context, the heavens punished him. A fire was ignited in his heart which instantly
burned his meridians as it flowed through all his limbs. A mouthful of blood gushed up his
throat, but he forced it back down.

Only a red mark appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But this time JiHao didn't stop because of fear. On the contrary, the black mist became
thicker and thicker as he flew towards the world’s veins, and then plunged into the white
fog surrounding the veins.

At that moment, the white fog seemed to turn into a sharp edge and it slashed towards the
unsuspecting JiHao. He trembled in pain, and it was as if his head had shattered at this
moment.

These still failed to stop him from rushing forward.

It was very painful.

But it was not fatal.

Although he didn’t know why, it seemed that this “Tao of Heaven” was trying it’s best to
stop him, but because of its limited ability, it was unable to stop JiHao.
This was very strange. JiHao asked himself, even if he was a demon, he didn't have the
ability to challenge the Tao of Heaven. Why was the Dao of Heaven, which he
subconsciously considered unbeatable, so… weak?

That’s right. It was so weak that it didn’t even seem to be the Tao of Heaven.

There were no thunders coming to shock him. Except for making him feel pain, it didn’t use
any strength to stop him.

While thinking this, JiHao finally passed through the sword formation, and the white fog
faded away in an instant. When JiHao looked at the center of the white fog, his pupils
suddenly shrank, and he was so surprised that he couldn’t get closer.

"Tao of Heaven"... was a painting?

The unfolded painting hovered in the void, flickering with white light. It had a more
powerful force than this world, and even JiHao felt that this was something that would be
particularly difficult to handle.

But what surprised JiHao was not just the fact that "Tao of Heaven" might be a painting, but
also because there were two people lying on the painting.

One was a big and tall figure, wearing an all black long dress. Although he was obviously
being disturbed by nightmares, and his expression was a little bit fierce and pained, this
person and himself looked exactly the same.

And in this person's arms, there was another person. This person’s quiet sleeping
appearance looked almost exactly the same as the Ruan Xian’er lying on the bed back at the
palace.

So……

JiHao hesitated a bit and then walked over. Before he could get any closer, a strong
attraction pulled him to the body that looked like himself. He was instantly sucked into that
body before he could use any means.

When hhe entered this body, memories like the ocean waves poured back into his head.

...

…………

When JiHao opened his eyes again, he was standing next to the bed of the palace, but the
person who had been lying on the bed had disappeared.
He blinked, slightly dizzy. It took him a while to get used to the body of the world in the
painting.

Look down.

Raise the hand slowly.

He moved his hand, and demonic energy formed in his palm. Then he clenched his hand
into a fist, and with the fist as the center, a spatial rift with a diameter of three meters was
created, and the entire palace became distorted.

But when he let go again, everything in front of him returned to normal, just like the paper
that had been clenched. After it was spread out again, even the wrinkles would be removed
and everything was the same.

But there was a disgusting sham.

JiHao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Then the corner of his mouth ticked slightly.

He turned and walked out of the bedroom.

When he saw the attendant and the guards kneeling down in front of him, the old attendant
knelt down on his knees and said, “Asking MoZun for mercy. I am incompetent. During
MoZun’s retreat, we failed to stop the two allied forces. The forces led by Ruan MingChi has
broken through seven cities, and will arrive at the demon king’s palace in three.”

Ever since the existence of the demon realm, they had never had such a crisis.

For a moment, all the guards had red eyes.

So humiliated!

Obviously they had the strongest MoZun as the demon king, but why were they still in this
kind of situation!

However, the MoZun who everyone had their hopes on, unexpectedly laughed playfully.
Then they heard MoZun say, “It turns out that this world is a killing and loving each other
script..."

Chapter 73: This Love, Must be Cut!

JiHao looked at Ruan Xian'er again in the secret room.
Because he died again.

He was sleeping in the ice coffin, as if he had never woken up before.

JiHao looked at Ruan Xian'er's body for a long time, and then he suddenly burst into
laughter. The laughter was neither arrogant nor sad, it just sounded like he was laughing at
something interesting.

The old attendant bowing behind JiHao got goosebumps all over his body. He thought to
himself that MoZun had gone crazy now. His family was basically gone, no one would be
able to stand it.

After JiHao finished laughing, he turned around and said, “You’re very smart, but what is
your role in this world? The tutorial NPC?"

"..." The old attendant looked at the MoZun who had gone “crazy” with confusion.

"Forget it, I bet you don't know anything yourself, but are you interested in seeing how I’m
going to attack the world?”

"?"

"Let's go."

Without giving the old attendant a chance to refuse, JiHao raised his hand and the doorway
into the void appeared in front of them. The old attendant was wrapped with the heavenly
demon’s power and taken into the void.

He took a step forward and they had already crossed thousands of miles. At this moment,
they were in the sky, and there was a sea of corpses and blood under their feet.

All the people who died were from the Devil Realm. The advancing two forces slogan was
that demons were evil, to wantonly slaughter the people in the city, rob their money, and
then set them on fire, just like a group of bandits.

When the old attendant saw the tragedy in the city under his feet, his eyes turned instantly
red. His tears accumulated, and he was feeling very sad.

But JiHao didn't have any expressions.

The old attendant saw MoZun's face and felt cold in his heart. Although he knew that
heavenly demon was born impervious to reason, but his deep love for the demon queen
was seen by all during this period of time, and he had felt that the rumor was
untrustworthy.
But now he saw...

JiHao suddenly turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "Do you think the queen looks
better, or Ruan MingChi looks better.”

"..." The old attendant couldn't understand JiHao's heart and didn’t dare to answer.

JiHao seemed to remember something, “That’s right, you don't know what Ruan MingChi
looks like, but I’ve seen him before. He’s very beautiful, and I fell in love at first sight.”

"..." The old attendant’s body couldn’t help shaking. What did he mean? Did MoZun want to
take the entire Demon Realm to surrender to the leader of the Immortal Realm? Just
because of love at first sight?

In the end, JiHao said, "So I thought of a way to end this war as soon as possible and a
method to get Ruan MingChi.”

"..." The old attendant's body almost collapsed. He couldn’t understand why the retreating
MoZun was coming out.

JiHao's fingers drew a series of complicated runes in the void, layering one after another,
no one could understand except him. When it was finally finished, he flicked his fingers and
said, “Go.”

Go where?

What was this?

The old attendant was curious, but he didn’t dare to ask.

...

At the same time, Ruan MingChi was sweeping at the rear of the two allied forces.

7-7 49 days had passed since the start of the battle. Since the two allied forces broke
through the most concentrated defense, they were hardly met with any resistance.

He also heard that the vanguards (forward army) were burning, killing and looting in the
city. However, all the people who were doing so were from the Human Realm. They
charged in front and had no magical protection, and fought with human martial arts. The
commander of the army said, if there were no benefits, why would these soldiers die for it.
Ruan MingChi knew that this was not right, but he still fought. He could only restrain the
people from the Immortal Realm, and then sweep the rear of the army. He was waiting for
MoZun JiHao to appear at any time.

They had already attacked seven cities in a row, and had three more left until they arrived
at the demon king’s city.

He didn’t know why JiHao didn’t appear on the battlefield, but there was no doubt that
JiHao may appear at any time as the army came closer.

And the only person who could deal with JiHao, was only him.

But he still hadn’t “cut off his feelings” yet. If JiHao really appeared, he didn’t know if he
would be able to stop him.

Damn it!

He obviously had the chance to break through his cultivation. Even if he couldn’t kill the
target, as long as he hurt the opponent, he would be able to cut off his feelings successfully.
But why did he not do anything.

This kind of question had been circling in his heart for a long time. No matter what he
guessed, there was only one possibility. It was the □□ that happened from using the secret
method, so he really fell in love with the other party and was reluctant to hurt him.

Ruan MingChi couldn't understand. He had obviously done this for the purpose of cutting
off emotions, but he had unexpectedly had other thoughts. His instincts urged him, but he
fought against them and insisted on not doing anything.

Why?

Why did he fall in love with that paranoid, fickle, evil and tyrannical demon!

The incomprehensible answer and the urgency of the situation completely broke Ruan
MingChi's mood. He played the wrong string, making a discordant sound. Ruan MingChi
sighed and pressed his palm on the Wuhua Qin. The surroundings became quiet.

The enchantment setup blocked the sound of fighting in the distance, and it was so quiet
that a needle falling could be heard.

Ruan MingChi knew that he might have done something wrong during the steps. He
shouldn’t have used the secret method to cut off feelings. This was one of those things,
where he had to see it through himself.

After all, using the memories of the last return to cut feelings, was a bit tricky, and disliked
by heavenly laws.

Ruan MingChi was about to stand up from his seat, when he suddenly felt something
approaching in the dark. Before he could react, that feeling disappeared.

Ruan MingChi looked around in confusion. Since he didn't see anything unusual, he walked
out of the camp.

All of a sudden, the killings and shouting of the battlefield could be heard. The air was full
of the rich smell of blood as well as the turbid air of the Demon Realm that caused people to
feel nauseous.

Ruan MingChi frowned in disgust and withdrew his gaze.

Ruan MingChi blinked again.

...

"The pear blossoms here are planted for you, do you like it?" A man’s thick and mellow
voice came from his ear. His eyes turned to see the handsome man’s side face and gentle
smile. His eyes were full of love and affection.

The scent of pear blossoms filled the air with a sweet taste. The air was fresh and the man’s
smile became brighter.

...

Ruan MingChi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened in surprise. What was
this? What was this in front of him? Why was there that demon in front of him?

But before Ruan MingChi could think more, a new scenery appeared.

...

"Why don't you comb your hair? I’ll help you pull it on." The man's voice came from behind,
and the hair was already caught while speaking. His fingers gently combed the hair, from
beginning to end, it was slow and done with love.

The body was gently hugged by the strong arms. A soft and hot kiss fell on the neck, the hot
breath sprayed out, and half of his body instantly went numb.

...

Ruan MingChi stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. When he came back to his senses
again, the smoke from the fight in the distance could not be reflected in his eyes. His eyes
looked empty.

What was this?

How did this--!?

...
"Mortals have a legend that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the ring finger is
the closest to the heart. This pearl has the blood from my heart. My heart--is in your
hands.” The man whispered in his ears, like vibrating strings, inexplicably sexy.

Then, when his gaze shifted, the handsome face of the man appeared in front of him. His
hair was scattered, and his black robe was worn casually, revealing a large area of skin. The
black hair scattered over it, the black and white intertwined together contrasted each other
brightly.

When they looked at each other, their eyes lingered, and before he knew it, the two soft lips
fitted together.

...

Ruan MingChi held his forehead, turned around and staggered back to the camp. Countless
messy pictures appeared in his head and all, all of them, were related to that man!

Why!

Why did the memories of □□ suddenly come back?

Could it be... that he had done something and was about to cut off feelings?

So... was he going to make a breakthrough now?

Ruan MingChi's thoughts were in confusion. It was as if his thoughts had been scattered,
and he was not able to group them. He was shocked by those memories, and bursts of dark
and strong feelings swept over him. This was his own feelings, the deep love and
admiration he had for the demon.

Yes, the person he wanted to cut his feelings with was JiHao, there was no doubt about this,
he knew this since a long time ago.

But he didn’t deliberately approach JiHao.

His birth was all a coincidence. The moment he used the secret technique in the human
realm, he didn’t know where he was.

Just as he didn't know why he was born from a wild king and a female human, Ruan
MingChi never cared about the past while he was growing up. Because for him, he only had
to start a relationship in adulthood, then leave simply and neatly at the end. After he
experienced the heart-wrenching feeling, would he have successfully cut off emotions.

It didn’t run one’s tao nor dirty his own immortal body. The person who invented this
secret method was undoubtedly a genius.
But what was incomprehensible was that when he paid attention to the situation again, he
felt his own familiar energy in the demon queen of the Demon Realm.

That day, he stood in the middle of the demon hall, and stared at that person standing at
the top of the demon hall, next to MoZun.

At that moment, Ruan MingChi knew that if he couldn't kill MoZun, then he would not be
able to leave.

But he had to give it a try.

He urged the process again and again, and tried again and again, but there was never any
good news coming back. Even when he heard that the demon queen had fallen into a coma,
he still couldn’t cross this wall.

It never fell.

One hundred years had already passed.

The demon realm and the immortal realm were fighting again, but he still couldn’t succeed
in the ruthless tao!

That night, Ruan MingChi fell into an endless sleep. A voice kept speaking next to his ear,
saying words of love over and over again.

JiHao said: I’ll hold onto your ten fingers, that are close to the heart.

JiHao said: I’ll tie your hair, and this feeling will go on.

JiHao said: I will love you for life and forever, even when the seas change into mulberry
fields and the mulberry fields turn into seas (1).

JiHao said...

No!

He could not believe it!

The demon will deceive!

He does not love you! How could he love you!

Ruan MingChi turned over in bed, and endured the pain of his heart being gouged out while
biting his lips fiercely.
I'm not that kind of useless man, my heart is firm.

This love, must be cut!

(1) 沧海桑田. Seas change into mulberry fields and the mulberry fields turn into seas. JiHao
meant: Still love him, even when time brings great changes to the world. T/N: Doesn't it
sound romantic

Chapter 74: "Why Don't You Kill Me?"

The memories from the split body swarmed in, as if it wanted to break Ruan MingChi’s
brain and continued to pour in. Because there were too many, and he was clueless, almost
all the images that appeared in Ruan MingChi’s brain were shocking.

In other words, in that short period of time, only JiHao existed in Ruan MingChi’s mind. He
could even count the number of his (JH) eyelashes clearly, see his own reflection in those
pure black eyes, and even hear gasping in his ears from a certain moment, dully blowing on
them, causing bursts of itchiness.

Poor Ruan MingChi had cultivated for thousands of years. He never allowed anyone to be in
intimate contact with him, let alone being within three meters of him. After his master
failed to ascend, Ruan MingChi practiced the ruthless Tao. His heart was frozen, and he was
not even interested in the life and death of all the people in the world. If it weren’t for
responsibility, he would probably be cultivating in a cave by now and keep to himself.

Such a pure-hearted man of few desires for thousands of years, suddenly experienced love
and lust because of the split body. Because of the effect, he was almost able to experience
the same feelings of love, and desire, surging like a tide.

Ruan MingChi almost collapsed in that short period of time. He wanted to abandon the tens
of millions of soldiers and plunge into the arms of the demon, JiHao.

But in the end, he grabbed onto a trace of calm, and held onto his last reasonings.

After all, they were two separate people. Even if he could remember it and even feel it,
since he had the main heart, and his tao heart was firm, he didn’t move. After being struck
by the strong emotions that shook his soul, not only was his reasons taken away, but a pure
heart was left after being tempered.

When Ruan MingChi got up from the ground, although his mind was greatly moved, he still
managed to recover his calm appearance. Now, he wanted to find a place to retreat and sort
out all the memories of the split body carefully. After that, he would be able to cut off
feelings, his cultivation would instantly rise and then he would be able to kill JiHao.
Ruan MingChi never thought that the split body would be able to kill the demon. And in
those memories, even though he looked through them roughly, he had never seen JiHao
being injured. In fact, he had once woke up when the split body was extremely weak, and
saw the man standing by the bed, caught in some kind of epiphany.

The split body not only didn’t disturb him, but even watched on infatuated for a long, long
time, until his breath stopped.

What the hell were these--these shocking emotions!

Ruan MingChi covered his heart and breathed hard. He tried to suppress the flooding
turbulent emotions.

The split body didn’t complain. Even though the other man didn’t open his eyes to look at
him when he was dying, his deep emotions for the man were still surging. Even at the end,
he was reluctant to leave the world, and all that was left in his heart was love.

Ruan MingChi couldn’t understand.

He clearly understood the feelings of the split body, but still did not understand why there
was such an unswerving feeling even before death.

It was this ignorance that supported his reasoning and his body.

He returned to the mat again, sat down cross-legged, temporarily ignored the memories
that did not belong to him, and calmly focused on his cultivation.

At some point, there was a sudden loud noise outside his tent.

When Ruan MingChi finished his cultivation and recovered, he heard someone yelling,
"JiHao is here!"

The familiar name made Ruan MingChi pause, but he soon suppressed the fluctuations
again. He got up and opened the curtain, his eyes slightly narrowed. His divine senses had
already flown over hundreds of miles and when it arrived at the third city of the Demon
Realm, he saw the man floating in the sky at a glance.

The city was full of blood, and the demon soldiers were driving out the human’s army. The
cultivating monks sent out were dead, their heads crushed in. It was unknown whether
their
bloody, the warriors of the Demon Race were driving out the Human Race's army, and the
cultivating monk sent out to the town died in the ruins. His head had been crushed, and it
was not known whether the primordial spirit had escaped.

The Heavenly Demon Jihao became the top fighting force on the battlefield. Thus the
demons who were already a lot stronger than the human race, smashed and destroyed
their way through. Unknown number of humans died, and a thick layer of blood spread on
the ground.

Ruan MingChi watched the tragic scene below him, and there was not much emotional
fluctuation. Whether it was the human race killing the demon race, or the demon race
killing the human race, the ruthless tao had caused him to lose too many of his emotions. So
all his thinking did not start from the heart, but relied on thinking and judgement, like
those of the immortal race.

Without a doubt.

The immortal clan and the demon clan are mortal enemies. In his opinion, it didn’t matter
how many people died in the process of eliminating the demon clan.

When Ruan MingChi swept his eyes through the city, his body had already stepped through
the space and arrived before JiHao.

The familiar face gave birth to a faint wave in Ruan MingChi’s heart. However, the
memories were temporarily suppressed and not carefully sorted out. Although he
remembered his deep admiration for JiHao, and the body even remembered the lingering
process, it was far from getting out of control.

Although the waves were very light, Ruan MingChi still frowned.

Those who cultivate the ruthless Tao were most afraid of the rippling mind.

But he couldn't control it. The moment his sight collided with JiHao, those memories were
aroused, and Ruan MingChi's mood was shaken, but he regarded this as a test.

Yes, if this level was passed, then he would be able to face JiHao directly, and the first steps
to cutting off feelings would have passed.

The man floating in the air had a handsome face, and his black robe didn’t have much of any
other color. As the co-master of the Demon Realm, the clothing was just too simple. But no
one could ignore his momentum. The long fluttering hair was drifting behind him, and the
eyes were clear and cold. When one looked into the depths of his eye, they would feel as if
the skies and earth were collapsing.

Demons can confuse the mind.

And naturally, the effect from a demon born from heaven was way worse.

Being watched by those eyes, he seemed to be sucked into a box that was completely
controlled by him, and he could no longer get out.
Ruan MingChi didn't know how much JiHao knew. In fact, the sudden return of the
memories from the split body, had surprised him. If he didn’t know that there was no
possibility of cracking this technique, he would have suspected JiHao of conspiracy.

Because as he looked at the person, he was in an alarmed and bewildered disarray.

He wanted to kiss him.

This thought suddenly came up as he looked at those red lips, but then he stopped thinking
about it the next second.

But then in the next second, he wanted to stand beside him, and be hugged tightly by those
arms.

Looking at the black hair of the man’s back, he remembered that in one of his memories, it
was morning. And his hair and that man’s hair had tangled together, inseparable and
extremely touching.

It's all meat. It’s all lust!

Ruan MingChi reminded himself like this. He tried to calmly look at JiHao, “You’ve finally
come out.”

JiHao only looked at him in silence, with a cold and distant gaze. Then his eyes quickly
moved away and it fell on the ruins, the mountain of corpses, and the sea of blood. “Since
the immortal are killing evil, thus they are not murderers? Since you aren’t killing them
personally, then you won’t receive karma? Do you even still have a conscience?”

Ruan MingChi was stimulated by JiHao’s indifferent gaze, and his heart felt a stabbing pain.
Then he was speechless and frowned, “Although killing to stop killing is a great evil, it is
also a great relief. When the war subsides, I will bear the karma and move forward with the
guilt.”

JiHao laughed, as his black eyes lightly fell on the man’s body, and then nodded, “In that
case,
smiled, his black eyes lightly fell on the person, and then nodded, "In that case, it's better to
apologize with your death right now."

Ruan MingChi's face changed slightly.

Before he could speak, JiHao turned into a black light and galloped forward. Ruan MingChi
looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and was instantly enveloped by
the familiar breath. The man’s laughing voice sounded in his ear, “Xian’er….”

Ruan MingChi felt a pain in his abdomen just for a moment, and felt that something was
different.
When he looked down, he saw that his abdomen was pierced by JiHao's five fingers, but no
trace of blood came out. Because what JiHao was grabbing, was not his body, but his
primordial soul… What was he going to do?

JiHao stopped Ruan MingChi by bounding him in demonic fog, while on the other hand, he
grabbed Ruan MingChi's primordial soul and pulled it out little by little.

The man doing this, did it with a smile on his face. During the process of pulling it out, he
spoke in Ruan MingChi’s ear, “I know what you did, but you are not him, and you will never
be him.”

"Stop it!"

The fingers that stabbed into his abdomen gave birth to a thick demon fog, and it drove
straight along Ruan MingChi’s meridians and rushed into his sea of knowledge. Then it
turned into a giant beast baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. In just one bite, it was
able to bite off a large piece out of the sea of knowledge.

Ruan MingChi had a splitting headache and finally understood what JiHao was going to do.

He (JH) wanted to take away his (RMC) sea of consciousness!

He wanted to wake up Ruan Xian'er!

This process was really painful. It only took a moment in the outside world, but in the sea of
consciousness, it was enough time for the flower to bloom and fade, to be born and then
die.

The black atomized beast unceremoniously bit into Ruan MingChi’s sea of knowledge, but it
was JiHao’s words that made Ruan MingChi's soul unstable.

He said: but you are not him, and you will never be him.

He knew!

He knew everything!

The man's whispers in his ears were not of the lingering lust from his memory, but full of
vicious contempt and disdain. The memories that were carefully cared for in the palm of his
hand were indeed fake, because the pain in his body was still there.

The man understood everything, so he hated him.

Between the split body and himself, the man chose the split body without hesitation. For
that fake existence, the man hurt his body.
Ruan MingChi knew that he shouldn’t be sad, and he knew that this was what he should
bear, but at this moment, Ruan MingChi still felt deeply hurt.

The experience and thoughts of the split body, including the memories of the body, were
preserved. Even during the moment JiHao approached, he failed to guard his heart, and
subconsciously trusted him.

However... there was only one person in JiHao's heart, and it wasn’t him.

Compared with the pain of his sea of knowledge being torn apart, Ruan MingChi felt more
pain of his heart being split in half. His whole body trembled with pain, and his tears
wouldn’t stop flowing down.

It was too painful.

Why was it this painful.

The beast in the sea of knowledge had grown from its long and thin appearance into a
chubby fat beast until it was finally satisfied, then it arrogantly turned around and left.

The fingers inserted into Ruan MingChi's body were pulled out without hesitation, and
even the demonic fog that controlled his body were withdrawn. JiHao held the white misty
existence in his hand, turned, and flew away.

Ruan MingChi fell to the ground in pain. Using a secret transmission to the person who was
far away, “Why don’t you kill me?”

When Ruan MingChi said this, he had a bit of expectation that he didn’t know he had. He
longed for JiHao to give him an answer that could rescue and redeem him.

A cold and alienated voice sounded in his ears, as the man said coldly, "If he lives for
another day, then you will not be able to die.”

Chapter 75: Don't All Demons Seek Revenge for the Smallest Grievance?
JiHao supported Ruan MingChi's sea of knowledge and no longer cared about the killing in
the demon city behind him, nor the voice of Ruan MingChi. He turned around and went
back to the palace.

In the underground chamber.

It was as cold as always.

The person’s calm sleeping face in the ice coffin reminded JiHao of when he had hugged and
protected him. Even when alive or dead, he was not willing to hurt him the slightest bit.

Except that, at this moment, his eyes were a bit cold.

The sea of knowledge was still not put into the body.

He had hurried back, but stopped at this moment.

The bottom of his eyes were careless indifference.

Along with recovering his memories, he also recovered his judgement.

If he hadn't seen that immortal behind the scenes before entering this world, he would
have still believed that the world he was in was real.

If he didn't feel the call from the external demon’s body at the last moment, he would have
never dreamed that he had been calculated against.

If it hadn't been for the sake of his queen, Ruan Xian'er, and he was desperate to
understand the secrets of heaven, how would he have known that this world was just like a
dream.

What all of this told him, was those previous worlds that he entered before, were actually
fake. Someone had used these dreams to suppress and deceive him. After they failed once,
they were still doing the same thing again.

JiHao didn't know why he had to be punished and be calculated by others.

But there was no doubt that the initiator was Ruan MingChi.

Perhaps even this Ruan MingChi was fake.

Who knows.

All the feelings seemed to become an illusion of flowers in the mirror, and the moon's
reflection in the water (1). JiHao suspected that even him falling in love with Ruan MingChi
was planned in advance.

How could he be reconciled.

In this world, he could break out and leave as long as he was given some time. But he didn’t
want to leave without revenge. How else would he be worthy of his identity as a demon.

He swore that he was going to handle that messy Ruan MinChi, whether it was immortal
Ruan or Ruan Xian’er. In short, he was going to let him taste the pain of being calculated
against.

Don’t all demons seek revenge for the smallest grievance?

Thinking up to here, JiHao gently tapped on the sea of knowledge in his hand and pulled out
a wisp of silk, then he pressed it onto Ruan Xian’er’s forehead, as if he was holding a thread.

White light suddenly appeared.

The sea of knowledge in JiHao's palm disappeared without a trace. The man who was
asleep in the ice coffin, now had quivering eyelashes. He slowly opened his eyes. JiHao
sorted out his expression, gently picked up the person from the ice coffing, turned, and
walked out of the secret room.

...

At the same time.

Suffering from a severe headache, Ruan MingChi returned to the rear of the deployed
troops. In the middle of his speech, he suddenly stopped.

He stared at the front blankly, as if he had traveled through the space and landed in an
unknown place. There, he was being held carefully by a warm embrace. Feelings of
weakness came in waves, but the sense of peace was even stronger. He was being shaken,
as if he had returned to his childhood cradle. The surrounding scenery slowly receded, and
the only thing he could see was the man’s cold jaw.

After watching him for a long time, the man suddenly stopped, the corners of his mouth
slightly hooked up, showing a smile, and then his arm lifted him up and kissed his lips.

The kiss was tender and protective, and touched like a dragonfly.

Ruan MingChi's body shook lightly, and those touches were faithfully transmitted, as well
as the sense of happiness. Being wrapped up in the warm fragrance of the man, was a sharp
contrast to the battlefield filled with the stench of blood and killing.

Ruan MingChi was stunned for a long time. The head of each of the carious immortal sects
followed his gaze in confusion, but saw nothing. When he took back his gaze, he saw the
uneasy expressions on the immortals.

Everyone’s heart was in a panic, because they knew the result of the revered immortal’s
fight with that demon JiHao. Ruan MingChi was defeated, and their hearts were panicking,
thinking that JiHao was going to kill them all.

"Uh… Revered immortal?" a white-haired old man whispered, "but is that demon star
coming?”

Ruan MingChi blinked, his complexion returned to calm, and said, "No, It’s just that I
remembered something. You all can continue talking.”

"But you still haven’t finished talking about the arrangement yet.”

"I apologize… Since JiHao has shown up, we need to slow down the siege on the city. The
human soldiers have suffered heavy casualties. I’m afraid that the next battle will be a
battle of life and death. We’d better prepare for it early.”

Ruan MingChi tried his best to ignore the images that were constantly appearing in his
mind. He walked slowly, as if the piercing forehead and images didn’t exist.

A cultivator’s sea of knowledge was huge, and in it, there were even secret methods that
could be used to separate the sea of knowledge and input it into a container. Although it
was not common to have two bodies and one mind, it was not a big deal for a cultivator,
especially for those who practiced like Ruan MingChi.

He just didn't expect... That after JiHao took away his sea of knowledge, the memories
would be shared with him through that split body.

So then what about Ruan Xian’er? Was he (RX) able to tell what he (RMC) was thinking?

When he thought of this point, Ruan MingChi got up and left after two, three sentences. He
was the leader, and the symbolic significance was far greater than anything else. He set the
direction and naturally others would implement it. Although Ruan MingChi had never left
the meeting like this in the past, no one stopped him.

Although the cultivator paid attention to etiquette and ethics, his cultivation base was still
above all theirs, and just slightly worse than the heavenly demon. If he succeeded in cutting
off emotions, then his strength would rival the demon’s. When he reached that level, it
would be too late to be coaxed by others, and how could they complain.

When Ruan MingChi left, the other immortal sect leaders expressed their opinions and
carried out Ruan MingChi’s arrangement.

After the meeting was over, the remaining three were the three elders with the highest
status in the immortal world, except for Ruan MingChi. They placed a barrier and then said,
“Revered immortal and the demon have fought twice, and both of them failed. I’m afraid
this battle will be difficult to win.”

"The Demon Realm is a scorched land, with thin spirit energy. For us immortal cultivators,
the demon energy is poisonous. Even if we won, others can take this Demon Realm.”

"But the Demon Realm is rich in ores, all of which are scarce raw materials. I have arranged
for people to dig them. As long as we persist for more than a month, we can take away a lot
of materials. This war is not a loss.”

"It's not a loss, but why is he so useless!”

After complaining, the three of them were quiet for a long time and didn’t dare say more.
After listening to the surrounding movement, one of them said angrily, "If there wasn’t the
revered immortal, we wouldn’t have even been able to enter that door. Why are you so
greedy.”

"I'm just anxious! He has cultivated the ruthless Tao for seven hundred years, and he still
hasn’t cut off his feelings. If his cultivation base doesn't increase, the demon can't be
destroyed."

"It's true, he’s never gone out. So where is there love? We’ve sent countless talented and
beautiful female sisters to him, but not only did he not get close to them, he didn’t even give
them a second look. No one has gotten close to him.”

“But what to do.”

...

On the other side, Ruan MingChi was hateful to the extreme.

In the sea of knowledge, although he could ignore most of what was happening to the split
body, he could not ignore it when JiHao was pressing down on him. What’s more, he could
feel the exact same feelings from the split body. It was as if he was personally experiencing
the pain and pleasures.

He could even hear JiHao's pleasant chuckle blowing in his ears.

Nothing could be done.

The picture was caught in his mind. The body that should have been sitting cross-legged on
the futon, was now slowly bending his back. The cultivation methods were like flies and
mosquitoes flying around in his mind. He was feeling dizzy, and there was even the illusion
of himself sinking deep into the soft bed, involuntarily.

When his mind was clear, Ruan MingChi was already sweating all over his body. His hair
that had never been disordered before, was now scattered over his forehead. His eyes were
red, and his eyes looked dazed.

It was finally over.

Ruan MingChi supported the discomfort on his body, and slowly straightened his back. His
face once again returned to the cold look of no desire.
His thoughts were like electricity

No way.

This was definitely not good.

The scenes shared by the sea of knowledge had to be sealed.

That’s right! Seal!

Taking advantage of when Ruan Xian’er had just woken up, consumed a lot of physical
strength, and then falling into a coma, Ruan MingChi sat cross-legged on the futon and
sealed the scenes shared by the sea of knowledge.

Originally, he planned to take this opportunity to cut his emotions, but at this moment he
no longer thought about it. He needed to guard himself. If he continued to entangle in this
way, he would be in danger of becoming a demon.

After he said a string of words, those scenes were sealed, the red in his eyes faded away,
and his hair became meticulous.

The dark red light of the Demon Realm passed through the gap in the door curtain and
shone on his face. Most of the illuminated face was kind and pure, but the face in the
darkness was faintly distorted and ferocious.

The magic seed had been planted, and it was even more difficult to uproot them.

In the next few days, Ruan MingChi did not receive any more images from the split body. He
felt that the seal was successful and he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Only then did he stand up from the futon, used a cleaning body spell, flicking away the few
days old dust that belonged to the Demon Realm, opened the curtain and walked out.

"What is it?" Ruan MingChi asked the disciple of his sect, standing at the door.

The disciple bowed his hand and said respectfully, "We followed the arrangements of the
leader, for all the troops to return. The demon generals were also called back. It seems that
they are also preparing. The elders estimate that the battle is coming soon.”

Ruan MingChi nodded, "Tell everyone to meet up at the center.”

"Yes."

Ruan MingChi, who listened to the crisis was calm as he listened to the opinions of the
other parties. Even though he was not present, the arrangements were in order. It’s just
that when they mentioned JiHao, everyone in the room looked at Ruan MingChi. In this
world, no one was able to stop JiHao except for the revered immortal. Although the revered
immortal’s cultivation was not as good as JiHao’s, in this situation, there was no one else.

Ruan MingChi didn't refuse. Despite not wanting to face JiHao, and those thoughts were
sealed, when he saw those people who were about to let loose at any time, he could only
nod his head and agree.

After they finished talking about this topic, all the heads of the immortal sects retreated
except for the palace master of WangYue Sect.

Ruan MingChi looked at this person who had been practicing for more than five hundred
years, but kept the appearance of her foundation building period, a face of about 20 years
old, and asked her, “Does palace master have something to say?”

Although the palace master of WangYue sect had a young face, her eyes had already seen
vicissitudes of life. In the past, she was a reticent individual. Everyone during the meeting
were all acting embarrassed today. In the end, she spoke before Ruan MingChi, “In my
WangYue sect, there is a special skill, which can not be practiced unless one is a virgin. If
you want to cultivate to a higher level, then you can become a pure yin body. Now that the
enemy is at hand, and JiHao, the heavenly demon is invincible, I would like to double
cultivate with the revered immortal and use the pure yin body to cut off your emotions.”

After Wang Yue's palace master said this, she looked at Ruan MingChi expressionlessly.

Ruan MingChi also looked at her expressionlessly.

The two looked really awkward.

(1) 水月镜花. Flowers in a mirror and the moon's reflection in water. Beautiful, but unreal
dreams.

Chapter 76: But the Pursuit of Happiness was Human Instinct (Part 1)
Cut off feelings.

This was the hardest part of cultivating the ruthless Tao.

One needed to move the heart first in order to generate feelings, could they then cut off the
emotions.

Although the palace master of WangYue was willing to sacrifice, Ruan MingChi couldn’t
agree.
Not to mention that he already had a split body that was in the middle of a relationship and
the main body was suffering. Even if he cut off feelings now, he still needed a long period of
time to cultivate and consolidate his power before he could have the strength to fight JiHao.

Now that the war was imminent, where did he have the time to improve his cultivation?

Naturally, he refused.

The palace master of WangYue was righteous. After being refused, she tried to persuade
him again. She was stopped when Ruan MingChi raised his hand. She had no choice but to
leave without saying anything.

But when he turned around, WangYue’s palace master brought a female disciple to the
front of Ruan MingChi’s tent. Like a woman running a brothel, she was about to knock on
Ruan MingChi’s tent.

"..."

Ruan MingChi placed a barrier on the tent, and the palace master of WangYue couldn’t get
in. The two sides were in a standoff for a while, before the palace master of WangYue finally
left.

Ruan MingChi spread his divine senses and chased them away. As expected, he saw her join
the three immortal sect heads, asked the disciple to retreat, and then set up a barrier.

Ruan MingChi’s cultivation base was much higher than them, and so he could hear them
talking with other means. In the past, Ruan MingChi was never interested, but today he
wanted to hear.

...

"Even doing this is not good. If cutting off feelings were so easy, everyone in the world
would cultivate the ruthless Tao.”

"It was just as I thought, the revered immortal didn’t agree.”

"But if you don’t have affection, how can you cut your emotions? Even if love came from
desire, it is also an emotion. Revered immortal doesn’t want to be involved in feelings, what
can we do. Besides, the palace master of WangYue has already sacrificed your life for
righteousness and even destroyed your yin body causing your cultivation to drop. How can
the revered immortal be so stubborn. The enemy is already here. What can we do!”

"Maybe he is afraid? He’s lost twice in JiHao’s hands. I’m afraid that if he meets again, he
will lose his life.”
"Shhh..."

When Ruan MingChi retrieved his divine consciousness, his head was still aching. Even
though he had sealed it, he was still connected to by about 80%, and always had a
headache.

Although it was said that as long as there was spiritual consciousness, the sea of knowledge
could be slowly cultivated back. But during this period, he was always disturbed by the
scenes and even his cultivation could not move forward.

As expected, he still had to cut off the feelings.

In fact, in the past few days, Ruan MingChi had already figured it out. It was better to use
the shared images as an opportunity to cut off his emotions. If he could really see it
through, maybe the ruthless Tao would be able to achieve success.

As soon as he touched that group of memories, he hesitated. The simultaneous live

broadcast of that day was so shocking that Ruan MingChi even felt like his Tao heart had
been impacted.

But in the end, Ruan MingChi finally unlocked the seal… After all, as a cultivator, he had to
face forward and go upstream, stride against the thorns step by step, and fight against the
heavens.

JiHao felt it as soon as the seal on Ruan MingChi was released.

He had set a connection on Ruan MingChi's body, using himself as the medium to connect
Ruan MingChi to Ruan Xian'er together, so that their knowledge of the sea was linked
together, naturally causing their thoughts to be shared.

Of course, Ruan Xian'er's emotions and memories had been completely "filtered out" by
JiHao. There was only pure spiritual consciousness in this container.

As for Ruan MingChi, of course he did it intentionally.

He (JH) just wanted him (RMC) to see everything he wanted him to see.

When the seal was opened and JiHao noticed it, he held Ruan Xian’er’s chin in the next
second and kissed his lips.

Ruan Xian'er character was like little sister Lin (1). The body was delicate, and became
breathless at every moment. The affection JiHao had for him came from being his lover in
three worlds. To be honest, Ruan Xian’er’s character was not really his type, but love made
up for everything, and he could use his affections to accompany him for a long time.

When JiHao’s memory was restored, he should have hated the container-like existence
around him. However, his feelings from the previous small worlds were true. As long as he
thought Ruan Xian’er was the one he had loved from the small worlds, he couldn’t really get
angry.

What would happen after a husband and wife in love, were to quarrel? Of course he could
only play with him vigorously on the couch, watch him weep and then faint happily. And
then JiHao’s anger would lessen.

Now all that was left was the originator. No matter what his identity was, he was going to
dig a deep hole for him to climb. He was determined to not let him live well!

So since he knew that Ruan MingChi was practicing the ruthless Tao, JiHao pressed down
on Ruan Xian'er the moment the other party unlocked the seal.

Ruan Xian'er exclaimed, "How are you..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, it was soon silent.

On the other side, Ruan MingChi was shocked.

Was JiHao a dog? Why was it that at each and every time, he only wanted to do this? In the
past few days that he sealed the connection, was he always that… close to Ruan Xian’er, his
split body!

A faint red mark appeared at the ends of Ruan MingChi's eyes. He ignored the unfamiliar
extremely sour thoughts, and pinched the spiritual energy and started to recite the calming
mantra. He was going to resist this.

Now that he had chosen to face it, he would accept it, because he believed that if he could
persist through it with the heart of a rock, he would not be far from cutting off feelings.

It was good at first.

(1) 林妹妹. Little sister Lin. A character from an opera called Dream of the Red Mansion (红
楼梦), which is apparently one of the four classics. I'm not cultured enough, so I don't know
lol. The person's actual name is 林黛玉 Lin DaiYu. Apparently she cries often, and is a
beauty.

Chapter 76: But the Pursuit of Happiness was Human Instinct (Part 2)
Ruan MingChi had been practicing ruthless Tao for many years, and he was very clear that
this was happening to another person. Although he felt the same things, he still had his own
clear consciousness. Thus, after the initial panic, the calming mantra successfully helped
him to stabilize his mind.
JiHao, who took on the functions of "transit station" and "passing network", almost couldn't
go on the moment the calming mantra rang in his ears.

As if he was suddenly locked into a refrigerator, his body temperature dropped by 20

degrees. So cold that even his blood slightly solidified.

Tsk!

This Ruan MingChi was really cruel to himself. He actually used such a big mantra. Over on
his (JH) side, it was cold. The blood vessels of that other person must be freezing by now.

The person who cultivated the ruthless Tao was really a lunatic, and didn’t even hesitate to
hurt his own body.

"What is it?" Feeling JiHao's absent-mindedness, Ruan Xian'er put his arms around JiHao's
neck and tilted his head to look at him.

JiHao smiled, kissed Ruan Xian'er's lips and said, "It's nothing much. It's just that you might
get tired today.”

Ruan Xian'er’s eyebrows slightly tensed, “But today I’m not interested.”

JiHao was vigilant at heart. He knew that Ruan MingChi could not find out the truth that his
consciousness was being peeped at all the time, so he restrained his mind and separated
the calming mantra from his hearing, slightly faced Ruan Xian’er, and kissed him.

The taste of ice and fire spread in Ruan MingChi's body, almost burning him to death, like
an execution.

He thought that he was prepared, and that he could ignore everything in his mind by
reciting the calming mantra.

But the feeling that Ruan Xian'er passed on to him was too strong. It was a sense of
pleasure and happiness. The feeling of being embraced by a loved one was like the warmest
light in this gloomy demon realm. It was like a fish returning to the water, and instinctively
looking for happiness

The strong feeling of love entered Ruan MingChi’s heart. It was so warm that his heart
seemed to become a soft substance. It gently shook, and then it clattered down, soaking the
dry soil that was Ruan MingChi. It was muddy, and one couldn’t tell apart what was what.

For a short moment, he felt as if he had changed positions with the split body again. He was
embracing his love, embracing the sun, entwining with that breath, and sinking deeply into
it and feeling that happiness.

The ruthless Tao’s way was to cut off feelings.

But the pursuit of happiness was human instinct.

If it was only pain he was fine, even if it was sex, he didn’t mind. But the split body was so
happy, his happiness sprouted a magical seed in Ruan MingChi’s heart. Even though it was
still hidden deeply in the soil, its roots had already penetrated further.

Ruan MingChi didn’t notice the coming crisis. He was so infected by the joy and the love he
saw in JiHao’s eyes.

It wasn’t that greasy kind of feeling, but an honest and pure feeling. He watched him
tenderly caress his face, and kiss the eyebrows and eyes. He was able to see his own figure
in those dark eyes.

A figure with scattered eyes, and a face full of indulgence, and then he smiled….

Ruan MingChi suddenly woke up. An inexplicable feeling came as his heart beated faster
than before. It was as if a dense needle had pierced into his heart, and then he was clenched
by an invisible big hand.

He suddenly felt suffocated.

Ruan MingChi shook his head nervously. He couldn’t understand what kind of feeling it
was, but he instinctively disliked it.

He fisted his fingers harder and harder, until the nails pierced into the flesh (2). It seemed
that the pain could drive out the discomfort. The calming mantra from his mouth became
louder, and it even aroused the surrounding spiritual energy around him. It turned into a
sharp icicle and stuck into his meridians.

So painful!

The body was in pain.

But the heart was divided into two hales. One half couldn’t understand the unknown
feelings, and the other half was in ultimate bliss.

When the storm passed, Ruan MingChi's body was once again soaked in sweat. He looked
down and frowned.

He understood what the change was, but why did his body hurt so much yet he still wasn’t
able to suppress it?
He bit his lips to use the most primitive pain to wake up. Then he used the cleaning body
spell to clean the body.

But in his mind, he was already embraced by the demon.

A bit of timidity suddenly gave birth in his heart. Although he didn’t want to admit it, he
was afraid that the other party would do it again.

Fortunately, the demon only held the split body into the warm water, sank down and
covered him. Although the body was feeling warm, he was actually sitting alone in the
empty tent. Cold, as if the air had solidified.

It was warm.

But it was also very cold.

Both the meridians and the head were aching.

Ruan Xian'er was gently hugged, and strong arms with a warm fragrance held him from
behind. The man gently asked in his ear, “Are you still ok?”

Ruan MingChi shivered. It was so cold….

(1) 法决的手指. T/N: I couldn't understand what kind of position his hands were in, so I
said his hands were in fists.

Chapter 77: Why were there Memories of the Previous 3 Worlds in Ruan MingChi's Sea of
Knowledge?
In the end, Ruan MingChi sealed the sea of knowledge again.

He told himself that this was because he was at war deep inside the Demon Realm and if
the seal was untied, in case of any accident, it would be bad if he was distracted and made a
huge mistake.

Although he sealed the sea of knowledge, he was unable to seal the experience he had gone
through and the feelings deep down in his heart. It was as if his heart was being “squeezed”,
causing him to feel at a loss.

Upset, Ruan MingChi finally gave up on cultivating. He once again walked out of the tent to
participate in the final preparations for the war.
The busyness gradually calmed down his mood. Only an unknown emotion appeared every
now and then when others mentioned the demon, Jihao. Fortunately, if he didn’t think
about it, the emotions gradually disappeared. Just like that, Ruan MingChi spent ten days
peacefully.

That night, reinforcements from the Immortal Realm came and brought the Dragon-
Slashing Spear, which was refined again.

This Dragon-Slashing Spear had reached the level of immortal. It was part of the rare and
exotic treasures of the immortal sect, and it was due to luck that it was able to be forged.
The morale of the immortal army immediately rose.

Everyone unanimously decided that if they attack the snake and it doesn’t die, then they
will be their pain (1). Since they’ve already arrived at this point, they had to overturn the
Demon Realm. Even if they let that JiHao escape, it would be difficult for him to fight the
immortal army alone.

Besides, with the Dragon-Slashing Spear in the revered immortal’s hands. Even if he fought
with JiHao again, he should be able to hurt him.

Without further ado, the Immortal League and the Allied Forces of the Human Realm
launched another war against the Third City that night.

Cultivators no longer just held up array formations. More than half of them went into the
battlefield. Among them, there were seven nascent souls, and 40 core formation cultivators.
In addition to Ruan MingChi who was at the immortal ascension level, as he wore immortal
armor and held the Dragon-Slashing Spear (2).

They firmly believed that with this combat power, they could fight all the way to the demon
king’s palace.

As soon as there was movement in the Immortal League, the seven demon generals led
their troops to fight.

During the 7-7 49 days of when JiHao had peeped into the secrets of heaven, three of the
ten demon generals were killed in battle, and the rest were injured. But because of this
moment of life and death, there was no room to shrink back.

One side was ethereal, and the other side was a black fog.

The third city, which was almost turned into ruins, became the main battlefield. The two
sides were separated a far distance away from each other, and gathered a round of
offensive spells. When they collided, the earth and mountains shook, injuring thousands of
people.

The third demon city was completely turned into dust and ceased to exist.
After the long-range collision, it was short-range combat, and the battlefield was instantly
chaotic, with blood everywhere.

Ruan MingChi was flying in the air, dressed in golden battle armor, holding the immortal
Dragon-Slashing Spear with the WuHua Qin floating around him. He ignored the tragic
scene under his feet, as he stared into the void, his eyes gradually sharpening.

His heart beated faster than before. Ruan MingChi regarded it as excitement before the war.
He could feel that someone was slowly approaching in the void and there was no doubt that
it was the demon, JiHao.

Five meters away, the space split in half.

Ruan MingChi's throat slipped up and down, and the hand holding the Dragon-Slashing
Spear tightened further. As soon as the other party appeared, he made a move. He was
successfully attacked by the other party twice in a row. This time, he was not going to be so
careless.

He accumulated his spiritual energy and waited for it to erupt at the last moment. But in
the next second, it shrunk back and his body shook gently.

The accumulated momentum was instantly scattered.

JiHao did come.

He walked straight out of the void and appeared in front of Ruan MingChi.

But he was not alone.

On such a turbulent battlefield, he even brought a man!

It was the demon Queen, Ruan Xian'er!

Ruan Xian'er was not like a person from the Demon Realm. His breath was pure and his
eyes were as clean as the blue sky. He was dressed in a simple white gauze, cut from the
finest star yarn. The style was simple, but it outlined Ruan Xian’er’s long body. There were
countless defensive arrays placed on the clothes.

It was obviously just a simple piece of clothing, but it was refined into an immortal-like
existence.

Ruan MingChi could see Ruan Xian'er's every move, but because of his in-person
perspective, he had never actually seen Ruan Xian’er.

This was the first time he met Ruan Xian’er who had the exact same face as him. He was
being held in JiHao’s arms so tenderly, Ruan MingChi’s eyes stiffened for a moment, and a
faint red light flashed through his eyes.

JiHao appeared on the turbulent battlefield, and the Immortal League all shouted.

"The demon has arrived!

"Be careful!"

"Who is that? Why does he look exactly like the revered immortal?”

The demon soldiers shouted.

"Long live MoZun!”

"It's the Demon Lord and the Queen!"

"What? Why does our demon queen look exactly like that old thief from the Immortal
Realm?”

JiHao's mouth twitched and asked, "Yeah, why do they look exactly the same? Does the
revered immortal care to explain?”

Ruan MingChi's eyes trembled slightly and looked at Ruan Xian'er.

In Ruan Xian'er’s eyes, there was no panic of meeting each other for the first time. His eyes
were calm, as if he already had the satisfaction of the whole world. That satisfaction was
like… it was as if… he could die without fear.

Ruan MingChi's eyebrows instantly tensed.

He despised this man.

A strong feeling of disgust surged in his heart. His heart had been calm for hundreds of
years, and this was his first time feeling so uncomfortable seeing someone. It was so strong,
it was like a thorn in his eyes, causing severe pain.

Ruan MingChi took his gaze back from Ruan Xian'er's face, unwilling to take another look.

Ruan Xian'er and JiHao's love affair was also his (RMC) own love affair. If one day he was
able to successfully cut off feelings, Ruan Xian'er would no longer exist.

Even so... it was an eyesore.

Ruan MingChi chose to ignore this.

What one didn’t know, they would be calm. He didn’t know why Ruan Xian’er looked
exactly the same as himself, and was so calm. An intense burst of anger inexplicably
appeared in his heart.

He ignored JiHao's questions. His body pressed down slightly, as his left hand hooked onto
the WuHua Qin and played a killing melody. His right hand grasped the Dragon-Slashing
Spear and ran towards him vigorously.

He was not going to hold back!

He knew, that after he received the memories from Ruan Xian’er, JiHao’s position in his
heart had changed.

So, he had to kill him before he couldn’t do it.

Kill him.

Cut off emotions.

This was the way of the ruthless Tao.

After a long time, he will forget him.

After all... this man's eyes never looked at him.

From beginning to end.

Ruan MingChi's killing blow caused JiHao's face to change slightly. He hugged Ruan Xian'er
and retreated sharply, deciding to avoid the edge for now.

Ruan MingChi was successful in his attack. Knowing that the Dragon Slashing Spear came in
handy, and he had the strength to rival JiHao, he chased after JiHao and chopped down. At
the same time, the WuHua Qin played decadent music, disturbing JiHao’s judgement.

JiHao was already struggling to deal with it. Because of his arrogance, he even brought
Ruan Xian’er to the battlefield, and was distracted while protecting him. He stepped back
and unconsciously left the battlefield.

The Alliance soldiers on the battlefield cheered. Because the demon with the highest
combat power was pushed back, they temporarily gained the upper hand, and immediately
became more confident and powerful when fighting.

Due to the change in momentum, the battlefield that was originally going back and forth,
now became one-sided. The demon army retreated, and many of their race were killed
while fleeing.
The situation on the battlefield was beyond everyone's expectations, and everyone thought
that the Alliance would win the final victory.

"Kill them!"

"One more city and then we’ll arrive at the demon’s palace!”

"Quick! Kill them all while the leader is away!"

"Kill!"

The immortal alliance was like a rainbow, shouting loudly.

At this time.

On a mountain a hundred miles away, immortal Ruan, the strongest combat power of the
Immortal League, was spitting blood while looking at JiHao.

JiHao held his Dragon-Slashing Spear in his hand and with a light smash, this celestial
artifact, the number one immortal weapon of the Three Realms, was broken.

There was a bang.

JiHao casually dropped the spear to the ground and slowly walked towards Ruan MingChi,
who had been forced to the ground. He spoke with a smile, “Look at you. I can easily kill
you. You are so stupid and pitiful.”

"How are you so..." strong? Ruan MingChi couldn’t understand. His eyes widened, and he
fixedly looked at JiHao. The blood snaking down from the corner of his mouth was dripping
on the ground, unexpectedly growing energy-rich plants from the dark soil.

JiHao tilted his head to look at him, and his gaze fell on the red mole at the center of his
eyebrows. Was this the person who pressured him before? The owner of the dream map?

Yes.

The breath was similar, but why was it weaker than he imagined?

He had lured him here, and set up a formation beforehand to capture him in one fell swoop.

Was it because half of his soul was in Ruan Xian’er?

Or was it beyond his ability to host such a dream?

Or was it that in order to lure him into being deceived, he devoted himself wholeheartedly
to the world and the rules, that his own strength couldn’t exceed the rules?
One had to know that at this time, Ruan MingChi was at his peak condition. It had already
reached the maximum power that the world could withstand, but he was easily defeated by
JiHao, who had already seen the image.

He didn’t even get to use the backup plans he had prepared.

Forget it, no matter what it was, let him suffer, and then find a way to break it out of this
world.

In this way, JiHao didn't delay any longer, raised his hand and grabbed onto Ruan MingChi's
head, and easily broke Ruan MingChi's seal on the sea of knowledge. He went straight
towards the depths of the sea of knowledge.

In the end, he grabbed the core spirit of the sea of knowledge, and without mercy, dug it
out.

Ruan MingChi’s spirit was touched, and although he fell into a coma already, he was still in
pain, frowning and trying to struggle.

JiHao’s eyebrows furrowed. For some reason, he didn’t want to continue.

In fact, this was not the first time. Last time he wanted to directly kill Ruan MingChi, but in
the end, he only took some of the sea of knowledge and returned. This time he had made up
his mind to dig out Ruan MingChi’s spirit, but the moment he touched it, there was a feeling
of familiarity, accompanied by very clear scenes.

..."Go, JiHao, go to training."

..."President Ji, why are you here again."

..."Young master, I'm sorry."

JiHao's eyes suddenly opened, and looked at Ruan MingChi with confusion.

What was this?

Why were there memories of the previous three worlds in Ruan MingChi’s sea of
knowledge? And why were they so complete?
(1) 打蛇不死反受其害. Hit a snake and if it doesn't die, one will be countered against and
suffer. It means that if one doesn't act when the time comes, one will suffer.
(2) 其中有炼虚修士七人，化神修士四十人，再加上穿上了仙甲，手拿斩龙枪的阮明池，
如今水准已达到大乘期的顶峰。I couldn't find the English equivalents to the underlined
words, so I chose what I thought was closest.
Chapter 78: Since He had the Memories of the "Three World of Love", He was JiHao's
Person (Part 1)
JiHao's heart was moved, and he released the spirit.

He stared at the unconscious Ruan MingChi in a daze, his heart was like a storm.

He was able to read the memories quickly, and JiHao, who was aware of the secrets of this
world, was equivalent to having broken the rules of the world. Thus his ability was far
stronger than that of Ruan MingChi’s.

When he saw Ruan MingChi’s “previous life” memories, JiHao could not say that they were
fabricated.

The world could be faked, and build a real world, but the human heart could not be
manipulated.

Or was this another trap?

After pondering for a long time, JiHao suddenly turned to look at Ruan Xian'er, who had
been standing behind him.

He raised his hand and clasped Ruan Xian'er's neck with his fingers. He slowly pulled him
over and looked at him silently for a long time. Only when Ruan Xian’er slowly closed his
eyes, and looked like he had given up resistance, did JiHao finally loosen the hand on the
neck.

"Let me see you." JiHao said as softly as possible, "I won't hurt you, don't be afraid."

Ruan Xian'er nodded and raised his head a bit.

JiHao entered Ruan Xian'er's sea of knowledge. Just like before, there was no soul in it and
it was empty. There was no doubt that this was a container living on Ruan MingChi’s
energy.

He couldn’t understand.

From the beginning, he thought Ruan Xian’er was his lover from the previous three worlds,
and Ruan MingChi was the one who trapped him.

But now, why did he see those memories in Ruan MingChi’s sea of knowledge… Yet Ruan
Xian’er’s sea of knowledge was empty. He searched through the entire body, but there was
nothing familiar in him.
Just where did it go wrong?

Why was it different from what he had thought?

JiHao put Ruan Xian'er down, then turned his head and glanced at Ruan MingChi who was
unconscious on the ground.

He frowned.

Then he thought of a possibility.

...

The Second Demon City was in a state of tension and despair.

The Alliance easily captured the third city and now they were flying over to the second city,
smashing countless spells upon the people of the Demon Realm. The civilians of the Demon
Realms were also raised by parents, but they were seen as ants in the eyes of the Immortal
army. A large swath of them were swept away.

Let the blood flow, let the cries burst out.

A demon child who had lost his mother was wailing in the ruins. The tears were hot and the
pain was real, however the civilians of the demon world were also running around to avoid
disaster and paid him no attention and ran for their lives in panic.

With no pity for others' life, a ball of flawless light fell from the sky, and it was about to fall
on the ruins….

In the eyes of the Alliance Army, the demons were reduced to livestock and to be
slaughtered by them.

The chaotic battlefield caused the people to not be able to look after others.

The threat from MoZun was like the tip of a knife on the neck, and the Alliance didn’t dare
to relax for even half a moment.

"Give up resisting and surrender. We also don’t want to continue killing you evils.”
Someone yelled from the air. If someone were to put down their weapons, and kneel down
in surrender. The weapons were to be taken away, and they would become prisoners.

But more and more members of the immortal urged each other.

"Quick, hurry up! Don’t delay the time that the immortal won for us!”

"Break into the Demon King’s palace! Overthrow MoZun!"

"Make the best of the time! We have to be fast!”

The Alliance army smashed all the way through. Singing of praises, for their victory, no one
even cared about snatching the spoils.

The Demon King’s palace was in front, and so was victory! Charge!

The ball of light that soared through the sky had the power of a thunderbolt and it fell
towards the ruins.

The cry of the demon child gradually became shrill.

Before the demon child’s eyes, was the ball of light about to rain down upon him. The
demon child’s eyes widened, and his crying disappeared. His black eyes were ignorant.

He didn't know he would be torn apart by this seemingly gentle light ball in the next
second.

He didn't know that he was going to be torn apart by this seemingly gentle light in the next
second and completely disappear from the world.

He watched it fall towards himself. This boy was about to follow his parents and leave this
world.

There was lightning and thunder.

Suddenly, a black curtain was created at the center of the city and quickly spread out to the
four corners, covering the second city of 500 square kilometers in a blink of an eye. It
formed a bubble like light film covering the whole city.

It easily blocked the attack from the Alliance army.

Before everyone in the Alliance Army could react, everyone heard a thundering voice.

"Roll!"

It was a simple word, but it was as if it contained the laws of heaven and earth. Humans
couldn’t resist this terrible force.

When everyone in the immortal league heard the voice, they felt a sudden pressure in their
hearts. The soldiers of the human world were fine, but their thinking paused for a moment
and their attacks also slowed down. However, the cultivators felt their souls shake. Their
faces paled and their qi stopped working as smoothly.

Especially those with a high level of cultivation, such as the three masters of the Immortal
Sect. They suffered a strong backlash, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Their injuries were
not light.

At this time.

All of them were horrified.

With this terrifying cultivation base, he was able to stop hundreds of millions of Alliance
soldiers, and even gave a heavy backhanded blow.

Was this the Demon Realm’s last card?

Or was it... MoZun?

The battlefield was quiet, and the people saw a man standing in the ruins.

He was wearing a black gown, no armor, no weapons, and his black hair was simply
combed behind his head, looking relaxed and arbitrary.

This kind of clothing should be worn under one’s own house, with a pot of turbid wine,
while singing to the moon.

Not on this kind of battlefield.

Just by standing there, the man with no armor or weapon shocked the entire battlefield.

The red-eyed alliance soldiers felt as if a basin of cold water were poured on them, and
completely calmed down.

MoZun was here.

Immortal Ruan? Where was Ruan MingChi?

Did--did he lose?

Well--

If he didn’t lose.

How would Mozun Jihao appear here?

All of a sudden, the despairing demon soldiers instantly cheered, and the people finally
stopped running and turned around to look.
Chapter 78: Since He had the Memories of the "Three Worlds of Love", He was JiHao's
Person (Part 2)
JiHao put the demon boy down, and pushed the boy’s shoulder to let him walk through the
ruins alone.

But in his eyes, there wasn’t a lot of grief. He knew that the world was fake, so it was
difficult for him to devote himself to it. But, he was still “in the game” and since it wasn’t
broken, he couldn’t let that image of the fantasy world fall into chaos.

The environment here was too bad.

What should be saved, he naturally had to make a move.

When the sound of the child’s messy footsteps were gone, JiHao looked back at the sky.

His pitch-black eyes collided with the three leaders of the Immortal League. His lips slightly
hooked, and asked, “Still fighting?”

The three masters were silent for a few seconds, and one of them came forward and asked,
"Where is the immortal?

"Naturally defeated."

"How is that possible! He was holding that immortal weapon…”

JiHao didn't explain, and only calmly looked at the middle aged leader. The other party
gradually choked on his words from JiHao’s look.

Yes, despite immortal Ruan bringing an immortal weapon with him, he still failed to stop
JiHao. In the duel between two powerhouses, they were defeated at the last step.

If it was said that the world's highest cultivation base was a ten, then the immortal sect
would only be a five, and immortal Ruan would be eight. MoZun JiHao should have already
reached ten.

"Go." When the leaders understood this point, they made a decisive decision and wanted to
bring the army away.

Their faces were frightened and uneasy. When the leader finished speaking, his body had
already retreated quickly, fleeing for his life.

"With so many people dead, you think you can leave so easily?”
A faint voice sounded in their ears, and when the leaders next blinked, they were already
entangled in the black mist of the demon. The black mist was so powerful that it instantly
crushed the body.

The leader used all his means, and finally managed to let the spirit escape.

A golden light could be seen running out of the black mist. In the next second, it had already
fled thousands of miles away, but it didn’t dare to stop. It ran out of the Demon Realm back
to the Immortal Realm, back to his own lair, and didn’t dare to come out again.

Just like pinching a flea, JiHao specifically looked for a "big pinch" and used 70-80% of his
strength to destroy their bodies and allowed the spirit to escape. In the following days, they
were going to be of use.

Only the palace master of "WangYue immortal sect” was “pinched” to death by JiHao and
sent into reincarnation.

JiHao still had doubts about Ruan MingChi, but since he had the memories of the “Three
Worlds of Love”, then he was JiHao’s person.

He even wanted to take the person from the palace and Ruan MingChi to go for double
repairs!

But first he had to kill that palace master who was acting as if she was running a brothel.
Later, when he found time, he was going to slowly kill her.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

With their own eyes, the Immortal League saw the strongest people be “pinched” to death
by JiHao one by one, and none of them could escape.

Who still dared to make a move.

One person backed away, and then hundreds and thousands of people started to flee.

In a blink of an eye, the immortal alliance coalition forces, which had just been in great
momentum, were like wild dogs fleeing in a hurry. It wasn’t until they had withdrawn
thousands of miles did they then slowly stop.

They all had looks of shock. They weren’t staying, but they also weren’t leaving.

JiHao was too lazy to pay attention to the people in the illusory world. After solving the
battle, he was eager to go back and look at that painting he had seen earlier and see if there
was a chance of breaking it. So, regardless of the appeals from the demon generals, he
turned into a black light and went back to the Demon Palace.

...

At the Demon’s Palace.

In the bedroom.

The core figure of the Allied Forces, and their best fighter, immortal Ruan, Ruan MingChi,
known as the most elegant and respected person in the world was now sleeping on the
demon king’s bed.

When JiHao appeared, Ruan Xian'er was sitting by the bed, staring at Ruan MingChi in a
daze.

When he saw JiHao, Ruan Xian'er hurriedly stood up, and looked at him anxiously.

JiHao stepped forward and gently hugged him. He simply comforted him, “I have
arrangements. I have to send him away now. Don’t think too much. I will be back soon.”

Ruan Xian'er frowned slightly, "Him and I…”

"For the time being, I won’t tell you yet.”

As he spoke, JiHao wrapped Ruan MingChi in demonic mist, and tore the void. When he
reappeared, he had arrived at Ruan MingChi’s mountain.

According to the rules of the world, the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm were on
different planes, so others couldn’t tear the void and directly arrive in the other realm.

It was a pity that this rule was only useful for those who firmly believe that the world was
real.

Since JiHao knew that this world was just a world drawn on a scroll, and was similar to the
three small worlds before, he was no longer bound by the rules here. He could go where he
wanted to go whether it was heaven or earth. All the priceless treasures were all within
reach.

If he had to describe it, it was like a group of people were born and lived in a big room since
birth. They will naturally think that the world is only so big. Compared to if they were to
live in their own rooms, then they would think about entering other people’s rooms.

But JiHao had obtained the permission to enter and exit the entire room. He held all the
keys to all the bedrooms in the house, and he could go wherever he wanted to.
He even knew that the outside world was wider.

But he was troubled about the key to open the door.

JiHao was now looking for this "key".

Chapter 79: The Creator of the Illusion Really has "Double Standards"
After thinking about it, the “key” must still be on Ruan MingChi. It’s just that Ruan MingChi
didn’t have it, so it must be somewhere on him.

Therefore when JiHao arrived at Ruan MingChi’s sect, he placed him on the bed and
searched for it in the sect’s forbidden area.

This fantasy world gave Ruan MingChi a lot of benefits. The spiritual veins were top-notch
and there were lots of rare treasures and ancient books in the immortal mountain which
had been handed down for thousands of years.

JiHao was walking in the medicinal field in the forbidden area, and saw a thousand year old
immortal grass. But he only glanced at it and then lost interest.

Suddenly, his steps stopped, and he slightly tilted his head.

Ruan MingChi had woken up.

JiHao strolled into the library, picking up a book casually and calmly watched on.

In his head, he watched as Ruan MingChi got up, became confused, and then suddenly
flipped his hand to reveal a communication light ball. When he learned that the alliance had
been defeated, and the bodies of 17 leaders and elders of the Immortal League were
destroyed leaving only the spirit and a drop in their cultivation base, Ruan MingChi’s face
suddenly became ugly.

The corner of JiHao's mouth hooked.

Wasn't Ruan MingChi repairing his "ruthless Tao"?

In his opinion, Ruan MingChi's emotional ups and downs were too big, and would be far
from reaching greater heights.

The creator of this illusion really had “double standards”.

The tolerance and care for himself, compared to the elders and leaders of the other
immortal sects, the resources they were able to obtain was not even one-tenths of Ruan
MingChi’s sect.

Could they even mention the differences in cultivation base?

While looking at the ancient books in his hand, JiHao paid close attention to Ruan MingChi's
movements, thinking silently.

One mind, three uses, without delay.

When the sun of the Immortal Realm fell, the clear and bright light rose for the first time.

Ruan MingChi sat at the main seat of the main hall and met with representatives sent by the
Thirty-Six Immortal Mountain Sects.

For the first time, the famous immortal Ruan was accused and besieged by all the
representatives.

"Our sect’s elder’s body was damaged and his cultivation base plummeted. At this moment,
he is still warming up in the spirit jade. Why did immortal Ruan come out unscathed.”

"Leader, the Palace Master of my WangYue sect was killed by that demon, and even the
spirit was not allowed to escape. Asking the leader to uphold justice.”

"Hmph, how could the Dragon-Slashing Spear refined by all the geniuses in the Immortal
Realm be useless? The leader cherished his life and I can understand why he didn’t do his
best. Why bother making up a reason saying that the demon broke it just to fool us!”

If they weren’t complaining, then they were accusing him. There were also people who
came to beat the autumn winds and try to get rid of the sect.

Ruan MingChi sat on the main seat with no expressions on his face. Although he would
answer all the questions and tell the truth, no one was willing to believe him and speak up
for him.

Before the war, the revered immortal, immortal Ruan, was now the target of the entire
Immortal Realm in a blink of an eye. The position of his sect in the Immortal Realm was
instantly at stake.

Upon seeing this scene, JiHao chuckled happily.

Since he was calculated against so harshly before, JiHao did not have any sympathetic
thoughts at this moment. What’s more, he had created the scene before Ruan MingChi,
himself.
He wants to pull this high Ruan MingChi into the mire.

Ruthless Tao?

Design fraud?

Even sealed his memory?

This lesson, even if Ruan MingChi was inseparable from his previous relationship, he still
had to eat it! (T/N: Accept it!)

Seeing Ruan MingChi being condemned, JiHao smiled and closed the book. He tore the void
apart and in a flash, was back in the Demon Realm, in his bedroom.

Ruan MingChi seemed to have noticed, suddenly got up, and left the hall in full view of the
public. But when he arrived at the library, it was already empty.

The result was that nothing was found.

Ruan MingChi frowned and returned to the main hall. The representatives of each sect
were impatient and furious. They were no longer polite when they spoke.

He sat in the hall, still expressionless, but he was slightly distracted… He couldn’t
understand. Why did JiHao let him go…. Why? Was it because he was the original body of
Ruan Xian’er, so his love also extended to him (1)? That was impossible! It was because if
he was killed, Ruan Xian’er wouldn’t survive.

Ruan MingChi's face became colder and colder. He didn’t want to admit that he was excited
for a moment when he thought that JiHao might have a trace of emotion for himself.

After all, Ruan Xian'er carried all his simple and passionate parts.

Ruan Xian'er was also him...

When he thought of this, Ruan MingChi was taken aback.

It seemed that JiHao, who had just left from the Immortal Realm, now appeared before
Ruan Xian’er at this time. Because of the shared sea of knowledge, he was able to see JiHao
through Ruan Xian’er’s eyes again.

That man had always given him a feeling, and there was only one.

It was the tenacity of victory.

Making people desperately cultivate.

Why, could he be so strong.

"Why didn't you sleep?" JiHao arrived before his eyes as he spoke. His smile was gentle and
his eyes were tender.

“I was waiting for you,” Ruan Xian’er said.

"Were you worried about me?"

"Why would I. You’re so strong…”

"You’re worried that I will be attracted to Ruan MingChi, and like the original body. Am I
right?” JiHao said knowingly.

Ruan MingChi's heart beat hard, and the voices in the hall could no longer be heard. All his
attention was focused on the scene shared through the sea of knowledge.

He knew that this must be a trap. He shouldn’t watch, shouldn’t listen, and shouldn’t think.

Unfortunately, he couldn't seal it.

Ever since he woke up, his sea of knowledge had been manipulated, and would
continuously deliver spiritual knowledge to Ruan Xian’er to ensure that he would stay
awake all the time.

That’s right, JiHao didn't kill himself, so that he could use himself as an energy source to
support Ruan Xian'er.

How ridiculous.

Actually, he had thought that after JiHao understood the identity of Ruan Xian’er, he (JH)
would feel different about himself (RMC).

No. He had to stop thinking. No matter what relationship they had, Ruan Xian’er was Ruan
Xian’er, and he was himself.

Ruan MingChi closed his eyes and opened them again.

The voice from the hall started entering his ears again.

At the same time, he heard the split body say to JiHao, "He is so pitiful."

Ruan MingChi's face was cold.

I? The split body said I was pitiful?

However, JiHao smiled, "He is pitiful. Such great mountains and rivers, and such a great
cultivation, but he put all his concentration into trivial matters. As a cultivator, all of them
are free and unfettered, but for the sake of his cultivation and to cut off feelings, he sent you
to me. Then you and I came together and he became the bright light (2). Tell me, isn’t he
pitiful.”

What a joke!

You aren’t the fish, how would you know that the fish is happy (3)?

Ruan MingChi was annoyed by listening to these meaningless conversations, but he

couldn’t seal it for the time being. He could only work hard to transfer his attention away to
look at the other people.

Not long after, the representatives discovered that immortal Ruan’s face was red. Although
the face was sullen, the color was too strong, causing people to be unable to look away.

Ruan MingChi was angry in his heart.

Was he a dog!?

Again!

...

After the War of the Three Realms, the Demon Realm was in a state of complete ruin.
Although it hated the Human Realm and the Immortal Realm to the bones, because the
vitality of the Demon Realm was greatly injured by the battle, the door to the Demon Realm
was closed, and they only focused on development.

Although the Immortal Realm was the invading party, there was no loss of resources and
population. In the end, the elders that were pinched to death by JiHao, had to drink from
the pot and didn’t dare shout again.

Only the Human Realm benefited from the Immortal Realm. They plundered a lot of spoils
from the Demon Realm, causing the kingdom’s regime to change faster and bring about
more vigor.

JiHao went into closed door cultivation for a hundred days. He went back to look at the
painting of the world and used countless methods, but it couldn’t be refined.

He had no other alternatives but to take back his sea of knowledge.

In a hundred days, JiHao's cultivation base improved by another level.

JiHao felt that if he improved his cultivation level, he would understand more and be able to
make more guesses about this world and Ruan MingChi’s existence.

Therefore, the first thing JiHao did after he retrieved his sea of knowledge back, he went to
explore Ruan MingChi’s location.

He was truly worth being called the number 1 of the Immortal Realm.

It had only been 100 days, the restrictions that he had placed in Ruan MingChi’s sea of
knowledge was already fixed by 30%. If he had come out after another 180 days, Ruan
MingChi probably would have been able to seal the sea of knowledge again.

JiHao’s attitude towards Ruan MingChi was complex. He was even more reluctant to admit
that he had fallen into the other party’s calculations from beginning to end, but the truth he
discovered in the painting told him that the more he didn’t want to admit it, the more true
it was.

What about the feelings that he paid for in those three small worlds?

It was probably within calculations of the other party.

Therefore, he was very sure that Ruan MingChi and Ruan Xian’er were the same person and
had been with him in the previous worlds for a lifetime.

However, because of these concerns, JiHao couldn't calmly accept the other party.

So.

If he wanted to solve this matter, as a demon, he still had to use the methods of a demon.

Arriving at this though, JiHao suddenly spoke to Ruan Xian’er, “Come to me.”

In the sea of knowledge, Ruan MingChi, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes were full of regret.

JiHao had left closed door training.

If he continued to work on the seal in his mind, JiHao might be alarmed. It seemed that it
was also time for him (RMC) to leave closed door training.

Ruan MingChi flicked the dust off his clothes and was about to get up, but his movements
stopped again.

He and Ruan Xian'er shared the sea of knowledge, so he could see what the other party
saw.
So when Ruan Xian'er heard the voice and couldn't wait to find JiHao, Ruan MingChi also
felt his heartbeat, and had feelings of expectation and joy.

JiHao was out of closed door cultivation!

He had already not seen him for 100 days.

The originally calm heart suddenly set off a wave of storms. Ruan MingChi focused his
attention on Ruan Xian'er's view. He watched him pass through heavy curtains, watched
him run down the long corridor, and watched him push open the tightly closed door.

When the man in dark clothes, with black hair and eyes turned his head and looked over,
Ruan MingChi was almost swept away by the feelings of missing him. Causing him to want
to put down everything and be hugged by the other party.

Then the vision bumped around and he saw “himself” plunge into JiHao's arms. The man
smiled brightly and hugged “himself” tightly.

"Xian’er..." the man said.

All the boiling emotions dissipated in an instant. Ruan MingChi only felt a basin of cold
water splash down, poured down on him from head to toe, and completely calmed down.

At some point, the corners of the mouth that were raised, were slowly straightened. Ruan
MingChi stood up from the ground with his eyes down and told himself that all the
emotions just now came from Ruan Xian’er. It’s just that he hadn’t experienced it in a while,
and was shocked by the strong emotions and lost his sense of propriety.

(1) 爱屋及乌. The love for the house extends even to the crows perching on its roof. Loving
one thing on account of another.
(2) The bright light. The third party.
(3) 子非鱼安知鱼之乐. You aren't the fish, how would you know the fish is happy? It means
that someone makes the judgement for you, but you may not necessarily think that it is
good.

Chapter 80: How Could this Person Love so Hard, and Who Could be Worthy of His Love
Ruan MingChi got up, and ignored the scarlet veil falling down in his mind. In the empty
quiet room, there was only a bright pearl illuminating the futon on the ground and the
obscure texts on the black and gray wall.

The sticky sounds reverberated in his mind. Ruan MingChi walked out of the quiet room,
and in front of him was a long corridor. Although every other meter there was a bright
pearl hanging overhead, but at a glance, it was the exact same scenery. It was so quiet that
even breathing could not be heard.

Ruan MingChi walked to the entrance of the corridor. Just as he reached the door, his feet
suddenly softened and he almost fell to the ground. He looked down, his eyes slightly
trembled and his adam’s apple slipped. A drop of sweat was already snaking down his jaw,
ready to drop at any time.

He only had to open the door.

And go.

Ruan MingChi found that he couldn't do such a simple thing.

After a hundred days, he had kept calm and constantly tempered his heart. He thought that
he could overcome it by experiencing it again. But who knew that the time interval had
been too long, and that split body on the other side’s enthusiasm would affect him and
force him to experience it again.

All he could think of was JiHao’s face. Expressionless, forceful, forbearing, as well as his sigh
of relief.

The sound fell into his ears, like an electric current, drawing away the last bone in Ruan
MingChi. (T/N: He went limp from papapa. hohoho.) He held the door and slowly bent
down, stretching his hand down...

After several struggles, Ruan MingChi gritted his teeth, and for the first time, burst into
uncontrollable anger and kicked the door of the quiet room open.

There was a big “bang!”

The disciple on duty waiting outside the door looked up in surprise, and saw Shifu’s slightly
embarrassed face (1). Especially the blush at the end of his eyes.

The little disciple’s heart trembled and only felt scared. He was vaguely aware that this was
a sign of being possessed by demons.

It's a pity that the young disciple held Shifu in awe and veneration, and didn’t dare to say
much. He just whispered, “Shifu, the representative has come by twice. What should I…”

"Let him wait!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ruan MingChi. He (RMC) flew out of the
house and left the mountains. In a blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the sky.
The little disciple ran over to the door to look. The direction that Shifu was going in, was far
away from the main peak. That direction, was it the Hall of Conscience (2)?

The Hall of Conscience was a place where the disciples of the sect went to torture and
interrogate ones heart before they rose in cultivation. Each person could only go in three
times in their life. Namely, during the creation of the golden elixir, the Yuan Ying period,
and during Immortal Ascension (3).

The new beginner disciples who were in the Qi Condensation and Foundation Building
period were not qualified to enter.

As one of the most important treasures, the Hall of Conscience had its own wonders.

It's just that Shifu was already at the immortal ascension stage, and his heart of Tao was
perfect (4). What did he still have to ask at heart?

The young disciple worshipped and loved the Shifu. He selectively forgot about the blush at
the ends of Shifu’s eyes. He only felt that Shifu was invincible, and that he naturally had
ways to solve any problems.

At Ruan MingChi’s side, he arrived before a big mountain. Before the disciples who guarded
the gate could react, he went straight through the gates.

With his hands behind his back, he flew in quickly. The door to the hall opened and closed,
and the figure disappeared.

The disciples guarding the gate didn’t dare to speak or ask.

Upon entering the hall, there were statues of the previous elders of the sect lined up on
both sides. Ruan MingChi’s Shifu was also there.

Shifu was full of kindness and usually smiled with his hands behind his back. But when he
saw his Shifu’s statue today, he felt that Shifu was examining him with anger in his eyes.

Ruan MingChi pursed his lips and avoided the line of sight. He stepped into the hall, and the
stars changed leading him to a place of nothingness.

This--was the place to examine one’s “conscience” of the Hall of Conscience.

Ruan MingChi sat cross-legged in the void, with stars shining above his head. He was
illuminated by these stars, and all kinds of things from the past appeared before his eyes.

He saw himself as a child formally acknowledging the teacher to learn the art of cultivation.
He saw himself practice for a thousand years. He saw himself participating in the confucian
classics and Tao with his senior and younger brothers. He saw himself with great
aspirations. Cut off his feelings and break through the void.

Everything from his past was enlarged before his eyes. Ruan MingChi’s heart gradually
became still like water, and his Tao heart became firm.

"Ask the conscience", ask the inner heart. Where did it come from. And where should he go.

His entire past appeared before his eyes, as if he was re experiencing the life again, but in
reality, it only took a few days.

It was truly seeing a thousand years within a blink of an eye.

Three days later.

In the Hall of Conscience, Ruan MingChi was illuminated by the large star. His inner heart
was transparent, and his body was surrounded by immortal qi, as if he was about to soar to
the sky.

But not long after, the immortal qi suddenly twisted and wrapped him up. LIke a pair of
hands holding him, covering him from head to toe, pulling him down.

Ruan MingChi's breathing suddenly became thicker.

It wasnt good to yell in his heart, but before he could react, his deepest secrets were dug
out from his heart.

A hundred years ago.

Immortals and demons often communicated.

The border gate was often open.

After MoZun married the demon queen, the Three Realms celebrated together. As the
number one sect’s leader, Ruan MingChi went to the Demon Realm to celebrate.

That day, red covered the entire sky. The dragons were chanting and the phoenix were
singing. The guests from the Three Realms gathered in the Demon King’s Hall. Even the
demons who looked fierce and evil on the weekdays, were full of smiles that day.

Ruan MingChi, wearing a veiled hat, was ushered into the hall and presented a wedding gift.
Before he could speak, he looked up and saw the man in red.

There was a thin layer of gauze.

The man in the wedding dress had a deep handsome face and a majestic imposing manner.
The manner of sitting from above reminded Ruan MingChi of the feeling of looking up to
the mountain when he was a child. The man in front of him was so powerful that no one
could match him.

However, such a man was full of emotions in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were
smiling. He clung to the hands of the person next to him, his black eyes full of love.

At that moment, Ruan MingChi thought, how could this person love so hard, and who could
be worthy of his love (5).

The demon queen who could receive MoZun’s affection, and inform the Three Realms to
hold a banquet, was truly the luckiest woman in the world.

However, the next time he blinked, Ruan MingChi saw himself holding hands with MoZun
JiHao while wearing a red wedding robe, and the beauty was himself… No! This wasn’t
himself! This was the wisp of his soul that he had split off many years ago. The soul that
held his naivety, and his feelings, was the grown up Ruan Xian’er!

How could it be him!

After that day, Ruan MingChi was in a state of disbelief and confusion. Whenever he
thought of this incident, the man in red came to him with a sweet smile. He held his hand,
and his eyes were tender...

The second meeting with JiHao was at the city border between the Demon and Human
Realm.

That day, Ruan MingChi heard that there was an auction of the Three Realms that
happened every ten years. He had come to bid for the herb he needed.

The auction was full of people. Ruan MingChi dressed up and quietly sat in the crowd.
During the auction, Ruan MingChi’s eyes frequently drifted to room no. 1.

Since the beginning of the auction, the room no. 1 repeatedly won the bids. Even he, who
was generous, was quite surprised. He was afraid that the other party would bid on his
herb, and raise it far beyond the price. Then he would truly not be pleased.

Whatever he was afraid of, it would happen. The “Hanging pot of Pearl Powder” picked
from the Demon Realm’s Blood Pond made an appearance and won lots of bidders.

The starting price was only five hundred high-grade spirit stones, and in a blink of an eye it
reached three thousand high-grade spirit stones. The bidding cries slowly dropped off.

Ruan MingChi calculated the price, and felt that it wasn’t too expensive. In order to directly
win, Ruan MingChi shouted, “5000.”

After adding two thousand high-grade spirit stones, it had exceeded the value of the item.
There was no sound in the auction house.

The demon auctioneer shouted on stage, "5000! 5000 going once! Going twice!”

"6000!" Room no. 1 finally said.

Ruan MingChi instantly frowned, “6100 high-grade spirit stones."

"7000!" Room no. 1 increased the price without hesitation.

"7100."

"8000!"

"8100."

"10,000!" Room no. 1 was really unrestrained and directly increased the price to ten
thousand.

"..." Ruan MingChi frowned and said in a loud voice, "Fellow Taoist upstairs. I have a great
use for this. 10,000 has exceeded the value. How about fellow Taoist give it to me, and I will
give you something else in exchange?”

"Good." The room upstairs spoke again, but it was a low magnetic voice. The simple word
had a slight hint of laziness.

Ruan MingChi eventually spent 10,000 high-grade spirit stones to obtain "Hanging Pot of
Pearl Powder."

With a long sigh in his heart, he got up and left the auction hall and arrived at room no. 1.

The cultivation of the two guards outside the door were not simple. Ruan MingChi knew
with a glance that they had reached the realm of transformation. If they were in the
Immortal Realm, they would have already opened their own sects, but they were now only
guards outside the door.

As he pondered, he knew that the identities of the people in the room were definitely not
simple.

When the door was pushed in, the scene inside the room was unfolded. There was only one
old man standing besides the seat, serving tea and water. The other was sitting on a soft
chair, holding crystal clear grapes in his hand. He gently pulled the grapes off with his
distinct hands and ate it.

Ruan MingChi felt the inexplicable familiarity. His gaze fell on the black hair, and he
observed for a moment before slowly stepping forward.
He went to the front.

A handsome face appeared in front of him. It was the five facial features he was familiar
with. Ruan MingChi instantly felt suffocated by the cold momentum.

This person was MoZun JiHao.

But upon thinking about it, this was normal. In the entire Demon Realm, there was only
MoZun, who had terrible means of collecting money. Even if he bought all the items in
today’s auction, his eyebrows wouldn’t furrow.

Although the immortals and demons had been at peace in recent years, the differences in
moral concepts had led to constant friction between the two communities. As the old
saying goes, “Differences in Tao do not conspire against each other.”

Ruan MingChi was a little curious about this MoZun JiHao. Besides being surprised and
alert, he was also curious.

Why did MoZun JiHao marry Ruan Xian'er. Why did he marry his split body. How was he to
cut off feelings in the future. And did he really have to kill JiHao?

But in this world, Ruan MingChi could cut off any love, but he couldn’t cut MoZun JiHao’s.

Very strong.

The strength of the man in front of him made him a little weak.

JiHao turned his eyes to look at him, and obviously didn’t notice the disguise on his face. He
waved his hand and asked him to sit down, and the old man offered tea.

"Why does fellow Taoist want this "Hanging Pot of Pearl Powder"? This medicine is very
partial. It only warms the spiritual knowledge. It doesn't look like you are injured in the
spiritual knowledge." JiHao looked at him and asked leisurely.

"A friend was injured in this way. I bidded in order to refine a pill for him. Thank you fellow
Taoist, this is a little gift of thanks.” When Ruan MingChi took out the gift, he changed it into
a coral bracelet that was similar to the “Hanging Pot of Pearl Powder” function, but could
not replace the medicinal properties and handed it over.

The old man took the small box and opened it to look. The coral bracelet laid inside, with
strong spiritual power. Wearing it all year round would increase cultivation and nourish
the sea of knowledge. If a mortal obtained it, it could bring back the flesh and bones back
from the living dead, and bring the dead back to life. This was definitely a priceless
treasure.
JiHao was surprised, "The gift of thanks from fellow Taoists is so valuable. It’s much more
valuable than the “Hanging Pot of Pearl Powder”.
(1) 师父. shīfu. Teacher, mentor, master.
(2) 问心. Literal translation: Ask the heart. But it's weird for a hall to be called: Hall of Ask
the Heart. lol. So in order for it to sound ok, I changed it to Hall of Conscience.
(3) 金丹期、元婴期和化神期. Golden elixir, Yuan Ying period, and Immortal ascension.
Yuan Ying period is the time of developing the spiritual fetus. T/N: Golden elixir should be
the core formation, and the Yuan Ying period is the time when creating the nascent soul,
but honestly I'm not completely sure... In fact, I'm not good with any cultivation terms....
(4) 大乘. Mahayana. T/N: ...I wrote immortal ascension, but... >.> idk
(5) 这样的人该因何而爱，又何人该得其爱。T/N: Hmm...

Chapter 81: Perhaps, It will Finally be a Love Relationship

Ruan MingChi retracted his gaze and pressed his heart down. This was the treasure he had
obtained before building the ruthless Tao. He had loved the color and clarity of this coral
bracelet.

No one in the world knew that the leader of this sect liked these red and shining small
objects. It’s just that after he cultivated the ruthless Tao, the hobby was suppressed, and
others would definitely not know about it.

But Ruan MingChi knew that Ruan Xian'er liked it, and would definitely like it alot.

This coral bracelet was refined by him using a secret method, and it was capable of
connecting their sea of knowledge. He needed to contact Ruan Xian’er so that the two of
them could cut off feelings, and then truly be on the road to ruthless Tao.

Originally, he was worried about how to send it in the past, so unexpectedly today he
would be able to do so.

Maybe it was because he sent the right gift, but MoZun JiHao looked at him differently. In
room no. 1, Ruan MingChi finished the cup of tea and discussed it with MoZun.

JiHao spoke slowly, and comprehensively. His low magnetic voice fell on his ears like the
sound of bamboo and silk. After some time, Ruan MingChi didn’t realize that time had
passed so quickly when he drank the last drop of tea. He felt disturbed as if he had lost
something.

"Fello Taoist, farewell." Ruan MingChi got up and left, but couldn't resist giving JiHao a final
deep look.
The split body chose JiHao, and inherited all his emotions and naivety. Then also married
JiHao. Did this mean that JiHao was what he had always wanted?

He left the Demon Realm that day and slowly flew towards his sect, repeatedly asking
himself.

Then what about me?

If I didn’t cut off feelings, and I met JiHao, what would I choose?

That day, there were faint red marks at the corners of his eyes, but it was fleeting. No one
knew that at that moment, he had a trace of uncontrollable envy for his split body.

The third time he saw JiHao, was because the 5th generation disciples of his sect had fallen
into devil cultivation and killed 32 other students during an outing.

When they investigated the matter, they noticed traces from the demon clan and traced it
down. The target traced back to one of the ten demon generals, the great demon, JiaShi.

As the representative of his sect, Ruan MingChi criticized the Demon Realm. The leaders of
both sides met for the first time on a formal occasion.

One of the reasons why the alliance was created was because of the 5th generation
disciples falling into devil cultivation. At this time, the battle between the immortals and
demons was not far away. Because Ruan Xian’er had refused to cut off his love for MoZun
JiHao, Ruan MingChi had used the secret method to make him fall into a long sleep.

After seeing demon JiHao again after a few decades, Ruan MingChi specifically sought out a
secret method to hide his appearance and applied it on his face to blur it so as to not expose
his identity.

But the demon JiHao was obviously not interested in his appearance.

At that time, the queen had fallen asleep. The news that JiHao was looking for a treasure
that had divine knowledge in order to save someone had already spread throughout the
Three Realms. When they met again, the man was a little haggard causing Ruan MingChi to
still feel a strong feeling of suffocation. Because of the dark eyes, Ruan MingChi felt slightly
shaken, and the heart felt unbearable.

It was a pity that a “released arrow had no return”. He had already summoned back that
wisp of his spirit he had released back then, and now it was suppressed by his spirit in the
depths of his consciousness.

Unless he was killed, the problem could not be solved.

There was endless arguing in the hall as the immortals and the demons disputed. Ruan
MingChi and JiHao sat quietly at the top of their sides without saying a word.

All of a sudden, JiHao raised his head and said, “Why doesn’t immortal ever show his true
face?”

“Inconvenient,” Ruan MingChi said.

"Why is it inconvenient?"

Ruan MingChi did not speak, but closed his eyes and faced him with a cold face. He
calculated in his mind that since it was difficult to kill JiHao, it would be better to tear up
the skin on both sides. If he was determined to be at odds with JiHao, the sword may be the
only solution.

Therefore, Ruan MingChi opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Since MoZun is
unwilling to hand over JiaShi, there has to be an answer to the hatred of my 32 disciples. It
seems that there is only one answer, we can only go into battle.”

Ruan MingChi in the "Hall of Conscience" recalled up to here, and his qi was completely
chaotic.

His body couldn't help shaking.

Invade the Demon Realm.

How many people were dead, how much blood was shed. Was it all because of himself?

Just to cut off feelings.

Just to draw a line between himself and JiHao.

On that occasion, he made such a decision.

How heavy was his sin.

The memories exposed the truth to Ruan MingChi’s eyes. Ruan MingChi was entangled with
a huge sense of guilt. The misty smoke all over his body had turned into blood, and rusty
blood-red chains wrapped around his feet and slowly circled around his neck, slowly
tightening.

The dead souls crawled out of the underworld, with broken limbs and no pupils, glared at
him bitterly. Gnawing at his flesh and blood, tearing his muscles and bones. He turned into
a miserable skeleton, and then was crushed into powder by the grindstone of hell (1).

He was drifting between heaven and earth, and saw what he did in the hall that day. He
shocked everyone in the hall and it became quiet.
“It seems,” he said, “That we can only go to battle.”

While speaking, Ruan MingChi removed the disguise technique from his face, revealing his
original appearance.

To no surprise, he saw the demon JiHao’s face changing color.

At that moment, Ruan MingChi felt a sense of relief.

He was like a trapped beast, unable to find a way out on the road to "cutting off emotions".

The demon JiHao had trapped him.

He could not kill, the heart was full of evil, and the mind was full of worries and demons.

He looked at JiHao's surprised gaze, and his heart beat slightly faster.

At that moment he gave birth to a perverse idea… Without Ruan Xian’er, would you look at
me instead?

"Boom!"

A loud noise rushed into the space and Ruan MingChi was forced out.

"Beast!" His Shifu’s voice seemed to come from the void, like thunder.

Ruan MingChi felt his qi go in the wrong direction, and a ray of red light appeared at the
corner of his eyes. An upside down rune appeared in the red mole between his eyebrows.

This was... the Fallen Immortal Seal!

The fire suddenly attacked the heart, and Ruan MingChi had a mouthful of blood and
vomited it out.

...

JiHao put down the scroll in his hand, his eyebrows relaxed, and gradually, even the
corners of his mouth curled up.

He originally thought it would take another ten or so more years, but who knew that our
immortal Ruan would go to the Hall of Conscience by himself. After searching his heart, he
actually pulled a heart possessed with demons.

It was truly a bit too easy and incredible.

JiHao closed his eyes, and silently "watched" Ruan MingChi's, curious about his next
movement.

The red mole was now branded with the “Fallen Immortal Seal” and his spiritual energy
had reversed. Next, all the spiritual energy would be transformed into demonic energy. If it
wasn’t recognized by the body, absorbing the energy was like swallowing poison.

So what would happen next.

Was Ruan MingChi going to come to the Demon Realm to find him?

JiHao slowly looked at the ancient book in his hand.

This world follows the rules of the creator, and even the things in the world were created
by the creator. Therefore, Ruan MingChi may have read and recorded the ancient books in
his hand, so that it would appear complete in JiHao’s eyes.

Compared with the three small words JiHao had experienced, they had much less rules. His
knowledge of this world only came from the worlds that he had passed before. Although
they mainly focused on science and technology, it only felt too advanced because he had
never read them before. It’s just that the rules of the world did not cause JiHao to be
suspicious. But if he had explored, he would realize that the books had no covers, and there
were no words in them.

(T/N: Basically, the worlds were created based on what Ruan MingChi has read, thus JiHao
doesn’t know anything. Also, JiHao at the very beginning, thought that he had entered a
book, and then experienced those other worlds.)

But this world was different. Using that scroll painting to suppress him, it could be said that
a very real world was formed. If JiHao had firmly believed this to be true, he would have
spent his life in this world, and willingly stayed as a “caged bird”.

If he had died naturally, it would have been ok. But if he had tried to ascend while firmly
believing in the rules of the world, there was only one ending… When he disintegrated
himself and tried to break through heaven, he was actually committing suicide, and he
would turn into energy and nourish the scroll. From them on, there would be no him in that
world.

Why did he detect that something was wrong from the very beginning?

Maybe it was because JiHao's own abilities were very strong. Even if Ruan MingChi used
the scroll to suppress him with all his strength, he could still see the flaws and then realize
the truth of this world.

As long as one could see it through, the world couldn’t hold him down, and he was going to
get out sooner or later.
The "key" to leaving should be on Ruan MingChi’s body.

It was also because of this that JiHao clearly realized that things were not that simple.
Perhaps his thoughts on “piercing the book” were not real. After all, his previous life may
have also been an illusion.

As for the real him, Ruan MingChi's cultivation base was not his equal.

Otherwise, how could it be explained that although JiHao was suppressed, he was still able
to make a turnaround and become the strongest in the world and control the whole world
in his hands.

On the contrary, Ruan MingChi... He still had that memory of the man with the cinnabar
mole when he was chasing that white mist. When he had appeared in the small world, the
killing intent wasn’t strong, and it was more like he was being educated.

"Good demon, if you don’t control it, you will hurt yourself, and cut off other’s fate…” JiHao
quietly repeated the words from the last small world.

"The strong are merciful, the demon is not evil, the way to a family…” It was interesting.
Why was he being educated. Perhaps he was really a heinous demon?

Maybe the him outside of this world had crimes mounting up to the sky, which led to Ruan
MingChi suppressing him into the scroll at all costs. Even if he also had to fall asleep and his
memories were sealed.

JiHao had a weak sense of good and bad, but the so-called "past life" had given him basic
rules to follow, allowing him to understand morals and etiquette, understand family
warmth, and also understand the preciousness of human life.

Therefore, after experiencing the previous small worlds, he still followed the same rules of
his “past life”. He was simply a moral model to the demons.

It's just that in the last world he had gone a little out of control….

JiHao has been looking for ways to crack this world recently, and it was inevitable for him
to look at the world over and over again.

Now that he thought about it, it was probably because he stopped suppressing his bad
temper in the third world, that had caused Ruan MingChi to personally appear and educate
himself.

However, he didn’t succeed in enlightening him and instead was chased by him and almost
broke the seal. In desperation, Ruan MingChi used another method and used 10% of his
power to seal him a final time.
Unfortunately, the memory did not stay sealed for a long time, and he had restored the
memory by himself.

On the contrary, Ruan MingChi… was trapped by the rules of the world and was now
possessed by the devil.

So what should he say?

That this was self inflicted?

JiHao calmly watched Ruan MingChi's changes in the sea of knowledge, and at the same
time raised his eyes to look at Ruan Xian'er who was reading under the windowsill.

Ruan MingChi was the master.

Ruan Xian'er was the assistant.

There was no doubt about this.

But Ruan Xian'er should not be the so-called split body.

He should be the projection of divine consciousness cast by Ruan MingChi outside of this
fantasy world. He (JH) guessed that he (RMC) was also planning on enlightening him, but
somehow formed three lifetimes of fate with him.

Using only his own strength, Ruan MingChi opened the scroll of mountains and rivers, and
also put some of his divine knowledge in.

Therefore, two Ruan MingChis appeared in this world.

One was the real Ruan MingChi, and the other was a ray of divinity to protect himself.

The fantasy world evolved automatically. In order to be reasonable, and to deceive him,
there was this “split body” because of the “ruthless Tao”.

It also explained why there was a closed memory deep in the depths of Ruan MingChi’s sea
of knowledge.

Up to now, JiHao has guessed 80% of the truth.

Towards this Ruan MingChi, he loved and he also hated. But he couldn’t help it.

In order to suppress him, Ruan MingChi did not hesitate to marry him for three lives. What
else have they not done.
Now, in order to continue to suppress him, he did not hesitate to seal his memory, and
continue to lie to him in this world… Perhaps, it will finally be a love relationship.

So, what was it that supported Ruan MingChi to put up such a desperate fight, and
cooperate with him to sink into the sea of desire, so persistently.
(1) 皑皑白骨. I wrote skeleton, but it's actually used to describe the bones after war. No one
cleans up the bodies after war, so they turn into bones, indirectly reflecting the tragedy of
war and the miseries of the people's lives.

Chapter 82: From Today On, Plead Guilty and Enter the Underworld, and Cultivate the
Bodhisattva (Part 1)
Ruan MingChi was branded with the mark of the fallen immortal, and it was going to take
some time for his spiritual energy to turn into evil energy, but he already felt a rejection
from the Immortal Realm.

Outside of the Hall of Conscience, Ruan MingChi felt miserable. He walked all the way down
to the foot of the mountain and to the gates of the sect, his head muddled.

When he raised his head again, and his line of sight passed through the shade of trees. He
couldn’t tell in what direction he was going in.

How did this happen?

Turning to the devil cultivation didn’t happen within a day.

When were the seeds of evil planted?

Ruan MingChi stood under the shade of the tree with his hands behind his back, looking at
the bright sky, motionless.

Was it because he shared the sea of knowledge with Ruan Xian’er, and it became
contaminated because of too much affection and it polluted the Tao heart?

In order to cut off feelings at that time, he had provoked a bloody battle between the Three
realms with a single word, and the cause and effects were profound.

Or was it that year when he was in the demon king’s palace, and stood underneath his
highness who was looking at the man in red, just like how he (RMC) looked at his coral
bracelet. Glamorous and indispensable, and he fell in love at first sight.
He couldn’t find the answer.

But the results had already appeared.

Since then, there was no longer “immortal Ruan MingChi” in the Immortal Realm, and only
the traitor “fallen immortal Ruan MingChi.”

The biggest joke of the Three Realms.

Thinking up to here, his heart was in pain again, and the corners of his pale lips were once
again stained with bright red with blood winding down the corner of his lips.

Everything in front of him turned pink. A part of his spiritual energy in his body was
surging, and the other part was turned into evil spiritual energy.

His immortal dantian was massive, so the time to convert wasn’t short. However, that was
on the premise of his mind not undulating excessively. And he definitely couldn’t fight with
others, otherwise it would only increase the speed of becoming a fallen immortal.

Ruan MingChi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, got up and
flew towards the main peak.

Time waited for no one, so what had to be accounted for, will be accounted for.

Ruan MingChi called for the sect leader and elders. He adjusted his appearance with a
secret method so that he looked no different from usual. One by one, he issued commands
and let go of the rights under him.

The sect leader and elders couldn’t understand why he was doing this, but also noticed that
something was wrong. One person said, “We were defeated in war, but that is not anyone’s
wrong. That day, the demon’s strength was beyond imagination. Even combining all the
power in this world, it wouldn’t have been able to fight against the demon. The elder is not
to be blamed. We can handle the provocations of other sects.”

Ruan MingChi didn't speak, but just repeated the things that he should account for, and
then got up and left.

Back at his peak, he summoned his four disciples and patiently taught them skills. This
went on for a month.

In the past month, JiHao didn't go make any trouble for Ruan MingChi.

After all, it was not a trivial matter to be possessed by the devil. Once Ruan MingChi was
stimulated, let alone the veins, even his cultivation may collapse.

Although JiHao was angry with Ruan MingChi, it was impossible for him to really kill Ruan
MingChi.

He was a heavenly demon, and did whatever he pleased. Even his love from the bottom of
his heart, he put his heart and soul into it.

Therefore, his feelings for Ruan MingChi were pure and single-minded. It seemed that in
this life, and the next, he would only be tempted by this person.

It’s just that if he didn’t punish Ruan MingChi, then the evil in his heart wouldn’t come out.
So he allowed Ruan MingChi to continue to fall and looked on coldly. After using the secret
method every night, the evil energy became stronger and stronger.

He deserves to suffer the inner sufferings.

While waiting for the spiritual energy to transform into evil energy, Ruan MingChi
gradually let go of his power and instructed his disciples to practice during the daytime. At
night, he meditated in the quiet room.

He repeated this again the next day.

Three months later, the day before the transformation was complete, Ruan MingChi
suddenly announced to the Three Realms.

"I, Ruan MingChi, provoked the war of the Three Realms. There were countless deaths and
injuries. From today on, I plead guilty and will enter the underworld to cultivate the
Bodhisattva. There are endless evil spirits, but no reincarnation.”

Damn!

When JiHao heard it, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Was this Ruan MingChi's sick in the head?

It was fine that he (RMC) didn’t come to find him (JH) to reconcile, but he should come to
kill him first and cut off feelings, before suddenly running to the underworld to become a
monk!

This move completely flew by him and went beyond JiHao’s expectation.

After Ruan MingChi told the world that day, he turned into a ball of white light and flew
towards the gate of the underworld.

The disciple behind him cried and the members of the sect bowed.

Ruan MingChi disappeared from the Immortal Realm without looking back.
The underworld was the kingdom of the dead. It was covered with thick gray fog which was
the air that the dead needed in order to survive. But if a living being entered, they wouldn’t
be able to stand the unpleasant stench, and the body would feel heavy and soon to be taken
away by the dead of the underworld.

It was hard for even monks to enter, as it was still very uncomfortable.

Ruan MingChi went straight through the gates of the underworld and stepped into the
underworld. All he could see was the desolate land, where there was no grass growing.

Compared with the manic Demon Realm, the underworld made people feel extremely grim
upon seeing it.

But above this wasteland, a man in dark clothing was slowly walking towards him. He
should have been far away, but every time his feet fell, he seemed to have stepped a
distance of 100 meters, the “Land Shrinking Technique” was easily done.

Chapter 82: From Today On, Plead Guilty and Enter the Underworld, and Cultivate the
Bodhisattva (Part 2)
His breath was warm and mild, just like an ordinary person. But if one looked carefully, he
was connected to the surrounding breath, which could only be seen by the naked eye and
not through the divine sense.

A living person was actually so integrated in the world of the underground.

Why did he look so lofty (1).

In a blink of an eye, he arrived before Ruan MingChi and asked him, “Do you have to shave
your head if you’re going to be a monk?”

Ruan MingChi looked at the culprit, but for the first time, he showed a faint smile and said
calmly, “MoZun, why did you come here?”

JiHao tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, "I wanted to see if you were going to shave
your head or not.”

"I’ve sworn to let the evil spirits enter reincarnation. This is the way of Tao, and external
things are nothing but dust.”

"Such a pity." JiHao smiled, "I haven't been a monk before."

Ruan MingChi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled, "Fellow Taoist is joking.”
JiHao fixedly looked at Ruan MingChi for a while, then leaned to the side, “Then go and do
well.”

"Thank you fellow Taoist, then this will be it.”

Ruan MingChi brushed past JiHao and stepped into the vast wilderness, a back figure could
only be seen walking into the thick gray fog.

JiHao just watched Ruan MingChi leave him as he went further and further until he could
no longer see his back, did he then slowly retract his gaze.

He finally found the "key".

He recalled that from the previous three small worlds, only when Ruan MingChi felt
satisfied and passed away, would the world then disappear and transform into strings.

For a time, he thought that he was in control of the rules of the small world.

But now it seemed that it was still under Ruan MingChi, and only with Ruan MingChi’s
approval could he then “achieve what he wanted”.

Nowadays, he had been suppressing the scroll, but then Ruan MingChi himself appeared,
and the rules of the world were strengthened. If he wanted to leave the world, he could
only fulfill what Ruan MingChi wanted.

But obviously, in Ruan MingChi's heart there was the common people, guilt, and atonement,
would he then feel like he had fulfilled his merits.

Was JiHao able to make him stay with him?

Able.

He could take him back by force and lock him up for a lifetime.

But Ruan MingChi would not feel "satisfied".

This was from his true personal experience. From the creation of this world to the vast
collection of books that Ruan MingChi had read, he had a sense of responsibility and
dignity. JiHao was able to guess that the real Ruan MingChi must have been raised in a
famous mountain, and was educated on etiquette and morality since childhood. His duty
was to uphold justice and save the world.

All the things that were in relation to JiHao in the past, was nothing more than small
feelings.
Entering the underworld, atoning for his sins, fulfilling his needs, and he would be
“satisfied”.

JiHao was a little angry.

After returning to the Demon King's Palace, Ruan Xian'er was thrown down.

Since he was Ruan MingChi anyway. Whichever body he was sleeping with, he was still
sleeping with him. He was going to wait for Ruan Xian’er’s sea of knowledge to return to
Ruan MingChi in the future, and then coupled with the recovery of their love from the three
worlds, he didn’t believe that Ruan MingChi could still cut off desire and love!

As he thought of this, JiHao casually lifted the ban from Ruan MingChi’s mind, so that he
could no longer see the situation there.

At that time, he wanted to see. Once Ruan MingChi was satisfied, did cultivation make him
happy, or was he (JiHao) going to make him happy!

...

At the eighteenth floor of the underworld.

In the endless miserable hell.

Ruan MingChi sat on a huge boulder, and ignored the evil spirits that filled the sky and
circled him. They regarded him as an elixir of longevity and couldn’t wait to swallow him in
one bite. His eyes drooped slightly, and his mouth was muttering words. Golden Tao
mantras were uttered from his mouth and one by one merged into the hearts of the evil
spirits. Most of the evil spirits were indifferent, but some weak ones would occasionally
think about it.

...

Next to the Demon Realm’s volcano.

JiHao took Ruan Xian'er to build a small house there. The two dressed similarly, and
watched the rising and setting of the sun, along with the shifting of the stars (2).

...

Fifty years later.

At the eighteenth floor of the underworld.

There were only some vicious big ghosts left around Ruan MingChi. They stretched out
their sharp teeth and nails, biting and scratching the protective barrier around Ruan
MingChi.

They were extremely cruel. Everyday, this guy muttered and recited the dharma, sending
their little brothers into reincarnation one by one.

But fifty years! A shabby fifty years! These ghost kings were about to become a general
without an army (3)! So hateful!

At the edge of the Demon Realm’s Blood Lake.

JiHao planted a peach garden there and used a large array to lock his spiritual energy.
Inside, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and there were even small animals from the
Human Realm and Immortal Realm were running beneath the trees.

Ruan Xian'er came to JiHao while hugging a furry white fox. He smiled with delight, and he
was as pretty as a painting.

When JiHao saw him, he thought of the guy who was now a monk in the underworld. His
stubbornness was simply distressing.

So he was more gentle towards Ruan Xian'er.

He was waiting for the day when Ruan Xian’er returned to that person in the future, and let
him understand how wonderful it was to stay with the one he loved.

...

Another fifty years passed.

At the eighteenth floor of the underworld, in the endless miserable hell, the last evil spirit
bowed deeply to Ruan MingChi and turned towards the reincarnation disk.

When Ruan MingChi finally got up and left the huge rock, he looked at the clean and quiet
plain in front of him and smiled contentedly.

Then he looked up and flew towards the seventeenth floor of the underworld.

...

JiHao opened the Demon Realm for the first time since the war. He "smashed" a piece of
land in the Human Realm that was close to the Demon Realm and built a city city for Ruan
Xian’er. They called it the “Three Realms City”.

With free trade in Three Realms City, Ruan MingChi became the lord of the city.
Others dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak. MoZun’s cultivation was superb, and
they could only grit their teeth and endure. But as time went on, the initially angry and
suspicious people of the Three Realms accepted it in the end. The “Three Realms City” was
established and was extremely prosperous.

...

Three hundred years later.

The evil spirits of the underworld were half empty. Ruan MingChi didn’t leave at all and
came to the tenth floor of the underworld.

There are more ghosts here than evil spirits, and there was order. As soon as Ruan MingChi
arrived, the people of the underworld cheered and welcomed him, while the evil spirits
were frightened and packed up their bags to run away.

Even though Ruan MingChi became a fallen immortal and was eroded by the dark qi in the
underworld. He had not made an inch of progress in his cultivation for many years, but the
divinity loomed between his eyebrows, and the red mole between the eyebrows were also
faintly golden.

With the help of heaven and good deeds, Ruan MingChi followed his true intentions in a
desperate situation and found another way of Tao.

...

When JiHao was idle and bored, he beat all the elders of the Immortal Realm once again and
re-established the rules of the Three Realms.

Regardless of immortals, demons or human beings, they all seek common ground while
reserving differences. He set up the Three Realms United Nations to manage the peace of
the Three Realms. With the establishment of trade, there was a circulation of goods and
formed a complete trading system.

Ruan Xian'er became the first chairman of the Three Realms United Nations. Under the
guidance of JiHao behind the scenes, the Three Realms ushered in the first peaceful and
prosperous era.

When JiHao opened his eyes every day, he felt that there was merit from heaven.

Of course, this heavenly virtue must be real. JiHao was able to feel it entering from the
outside and into the scroll. Because the operations of this small world was coming to a
complete circle, and had slowly completed the evolution of three thousand small worlds,
heaven had felt it, so it bestowed merit (4).
As for the use of merit… it probably increased luck by a little bit?

After waiting for another five hundred years.

Ruan MingChi had been in the underworld for a thousand years, and finally arrived at the
first floor of the underworld.

There were only wandering souls, no evil spirits.

(1) 修为何等高绝。T/N: Halp....
(2) 斗转星移. Shifting of the stars. Changing of the seasons.
(3) 光杆司令. General without an army. They can only depend on themselves without any
help.
(4) 天道有感. T/N: I don't know if they meant "Heavenly Tao could feel it", or "Heaven
could feel it". It doesn't make sense for him to agree to there being a "higher being", but
also Tao has never been able to "feel" things??!

Chapter 83: He is Back

Ruan MingChi stood on the plains that he had cleared out alone. The red mole between his
brows flashed with golden luster, and even the mark of the fallen immortal turned golden.

In the past hundreds of millions of years, he could be regarded as the first to become a
fallen immortal and then save himself successfully.

Of course, Ruan MingChi was still a fallen immortal and was full of evil energy, but he had
the approval of the heavens, and wasn’t regarded as evil.

Even if one cultivated the devil, one could still achieve positive results.

In these thousands of years, Ruan MingChi’s heart were repaired until they were crystal
clear, pure and flawless, like his favorite coral bracelet.

His ambition was fulfilled, but Ruan MingChi felt that there was still a trace of
incompleteness and he didn’t want to directly ascend.

After thinking about it, he walked out of the underworld for the first time after thousands
of years.

Ruan MingChi was stunned as soon as he left.

The gates of the underworld had become a street, with houses everywhere and people
coming and going.

There was even someone walking his way with a speaker in his hand, followed by a group
of elderly men and women.

The man spoke into the big speaker, “Everyone please look. Here is the gate of the
underworld. The underworld lies outside of the Three Realms, and has a gate leading to the
Demon Realm, Immortal Realm and even our Human Realm. Thousands of years ago, no
one could approach this place. The air was full of yin energy, and countless evil spirits!
Don’t even mention us mortals approaching it, even with just a breath of the underworld,
and our eyes would have immediately rolled back.”

"But thousands of years ago, after immortal Ruan entered the underworld, he went to the
hell of endless misery to save the evil spirits. At that time, many evil spirits escaped and
tried to do evil in the world, but they were all captured by our respected and beloved
MoZun. After discussing it with the underworld, the gates to the underworld in the Three
Realms were closed. They formed the black and white special operation team, as well as an
army of ox-headed and horse-faced demons (1) (2). They fought one on one and packed up
the evil spirits running for their lives.”

"Over the thousands of years, lots of countries launched anti-feudalism, and to remove evil
spirits. After the creation of the Three Realms United Nations, there was no more evil spirit
activity. But I have to say it! Evil spirits are real. Look here, this is the gate of the
underworld!”

Ruan MingChi's eyes opened and closed, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Before
he could think any further, the man in government clothing shouted (3), “Hey hey, when
did you go in? Didn’t you see the “forbidden entry” sign here? Get out of there!”

Ruan MingChi stepped out of the cordon and walked out onto the streets under the vigilant
gaze of the government official.

On both sides of the street, there were small peddlers selling goods, and people were
coming and going making it lively. There were also foreigners bargaining in the street with
their caravans. Children were running around with bright smiles on their faces.

Compared with the human world thousands of years ago, these people had undergone
tremendous changes in their clothes, and their faces were full of bright smiles.

In the thousands of years, seas changed into mulberry fields and mulberry fields into seas.
It wasn’t possible for life to remain unchanged.

Ruan MingChi had already been prepared.

But what he saw and heard was beyond his expectations.

This world was divided into three realms. Immortals, Demons and monsters were full of
spiritual energy. Even humans who practiced martial arts could live up to two or three
hundred years old. For an immortal cultivator, they could live up to thousand years with
several retreats.

Therefore, in a thousand years, there wouldn’t be a lot of big changes.

Who would have thought that the scene that appeared in front of Ruan MingChi's eyes was
like a new era. Everything was turned upside down from when he first entered the
underworld.

Ruan MingChi saw a group of elders playing chess under the big banyan tree, with many
onlookers, so he also went to look.

Looking at an old man, he smiled and asked, "Venerable old gentleman, I just came down
from the mountain. When was this town built?”

That venerable old gentleman looked at him and with an assertive voice said, “You must be
a monk?”

Ruan MingChi's face was disguised. He looked extremely ordinary and didn’t even look like
an immortal, and of course the evil energy was not revealed.

Thousands of years ago, for mortals, the cultivators of the Immoral and Demon Realm were
god-like figures. When the mortals met them, not only were they very respectful, they were
afraid.

But the venerable old gentleman not only had a mediocre attitude towards Ruan MingChi,
but his expression was full of pride when he spoke, “This town is due to the development of
tourism. Have you seen the gate of the underworld over there? It is the famous AAAAA
scenic spot in our Three Realms. At the beginning, it was a scenic spot, and later it became a
market, then it became a small town. You see, although we’ve only developed for more than
100 years, we’re about to meet the municipal level requirements.”

After hearing this, Ruan MingChi was puzzled, "What scenic spot? What does this
‘municipal level’ mean?"

The venerable old gentleman seemed to have met a lot of these secluded monks lately, and
said with pity, “You monks. Once you go practice, you forget the time, but the United
Nations have been established for 700 years, and you still don’t know? Under the
leadership of the United Nations, the lives of us ordinary people have been changing
rapidly. Everyday there are changes.”

"Excuse me venerable old gentleman, this ‘United Nations’?" Ruan MingChi asked again.

"You don't even know the United Nations? Then you must be a monk with a profound
cultivation level." After saying that the old man's face showed some respect, and he said
carefully, "The United Nations was created by lord Mozun. It’s a joint management of the
Three Realms. There’s a common currency, and mutual development. And then under the
leadership of Chairman Ruan and in accordance to the ideas of lord MoZun, even our
Human Realm is no longer servant to the Immortals and Demons. We also have a standing
in the Three Realms. Only in this way, can we really be prosperous and strong.”

Ruan MingChi raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

"Are you talking about MoZun JiHao?"

"Of course, is there a second MoZun in this world?"

Ruan MingChi looked strange.

"Then Chairman Ruan is..."

"The demon queen, Ruan Xian'er."

"..."

Ruan MingChi didn't stay in the town for too long, and left after inquiring.

But he didn't go straight back to his sect or to find JiHao and his split body.

He walked slowly all the way, and entered as long as there was a city. He talked with the
people and bit by bit made up the gap of the thousands of years he was gone for.

He had to say that everything was so unexpected and perfect.

JiHao's actions exceeded his (RMC’s) cognition (knowledge) and even overturned the basic
cognitions of the Three Realms.

This method was really rushed, but it quickly revealed the beauty of it all. The people of the
Three Realms developed together and exchanged what they needed. The people of the
Human Realm who had the lowest status thousands of years ago were now living a happy
and healthy life. The Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm were learning from each other
and vaguely competed. After learning from each other, they created many amazing
cultivators.

The more Ruan MingChi understoods, the more complicated his mood was.

Because of his own selfishness, he provoked a war of the Three Realms, which resulted in
rivers of blood, and heaven's punishment fell on the Immortals. He felt guilty and had to
cultivate the way of the Bodhisattva to find a new way for himself.
When he entered the underworld, JiHao made a bold move and used another method to
rectify the Three Realms, which led to an earth-shaking change in the order of the Three
Realms. But the Three Realms also became more and more balanced and perfect.

In this way, going to the underworld to send the evil spirits into reincarnations by himself,
was just a small pathway in the world.

JiHao, on the other hand, used this method to solve the problems left over from the War of
the Three Realms that year, making the world full of order, and everyone happy.

This was the big path.

He understood this part.

Ruan MingChi suddenly felt more relieved.

His mentality was a bit more open-minded, and he no longer suppressed his increasingly
strong yearning for JiHao, and flew towards the "Three Realms City".

The "Three Realms City" was built a hundred years after he entered the underworld. It was
initially regarded by the people of the Three Realms as a symbol of JiHao's arrogance, but
now it was the center of the United Nations. Every day, countless decrees were issued from
there.

Ruan Xian'er was talking to the Vice Chairman that day, and was suddenly taken aback.
Then his eyes drooped a bit and pondered for a few seconds and said, “Then we’ll do this
matter like this. I have something to do now, so I need to leave now.”

Ruan Xian'er left the Three Realms Hall and came to the large garden behind the hall. There
were many small buildings built in the garden that were invisible at a glance. They were all
residences for senior civil servants of the United Nations and their families.

Ruan Xian'er flew in the sky, and passers-by stopped and bowed to him. However, Ruan
Xian'er was obviously busy today and didn’t exchange greetings much. He flew deep into
the garden and came to a delicate and beautiful palace.

This palace was decorated with beams and pillars, and the auspicious dragon and phoenix.
It had the magnificence of the Demon’s palace, but the peach blossom forest planted
outside the palace gave it a bit of an Immortal atmosphere.

When the refined palace learned that its master had returned, it opened the doors to the
forbidden palace. Ruan Xian’er went directly through the palace gates and quickly walked
to its center.

The servants in the hall called out one after another, “Demon Queen.”
Ruan Xian'er walked all the way to the back hall and saw JiHao’s most trusted old attendant
from afar.

"Demon Queen." The old attendant saw him from a distance and greeted him, calling him
respectfully.

"Where is MoZun?" Ruan Xian'er asked.

"He’s in closed door cultivation. This time he has gone in for a year and thirty-nine days,
but if you have any urgent business, MoZun has ordered that you can enter at any time.”

Ruan Xian'er pursed his mouth. This was going to be his first time disturbing JiHao while he
was in closed door.

There were not a lot of defensive formations in JiHao’s in closed doors cultivation room
except for the meditation formation, sound insulation formation, and a spirit gathering
formation.

JiHao’s was number one in the Three Realms and could ascend at any time. His cultivation
exceeded the average level of the Three Realms. Even when the Immortal Realm hated him,
no one dared to challenge him.

When the Allied forces invaded the Demon World, those leaders were pinched to death by
JiHao like a flea, and it was still very vivid to them.

Nowadays, the plans of the Three Realms all went through JiHao’s outstanding method and
it only showed how novel his methods were. The old people selectively forgot how JiHao
beat them one by one and pressed their heads together and nodded to the implementation
of the new method.

The biggest fist had the last word.

JiHao once told him that.

After entering the quiet room, Ruan Xian'er saw the man lying on the soft chair with his
eyes closed.

He was handsome, with long hair like the milky way waterfall, and the tall slender figure
supported by the soft chair. He was dressed in dark clothing, the loose and comfortable
clothing were simply tied to the body with a thin strap, exposing a large chest. He was lazy
and domineering. Ruan Xian’er eyes were hot and his legs softened.

As soon as he entered, JiHao opened his eyes. His dark eyes were like two bottomless pools,
cold and silent. However, there were small ripples because of his arrival.

"Why did you come here?" JiHao opened his mouth and asked him.
Ruan Xian'er pursed his lips and didn't speak, he walked up to JiHao and fell down, nestling
into his arms.

His powerful arms hugged his waist and patted him soothingly.

He heard the man whisper in his ear, "Because you can feel it? That he’s back?”

(1) 黑白. Black and white. Right and Wrong. I was thinking of calling it "justice special ops",
but then I felt that that sounded weird...
(2) 牛头马面军团. Ox-headed and horse-faced demons.
(3) 衙役衣服. Government clothing. There's different variations to it, but here's one.

Chapter 84: "Do You Also Want a Hug?" (Part 1)

Ruan Xian'er knew that he was a split body, and was very clear that he was only a wisp of
divinity from Ruan MingChi. He was the “weakness” that Ruan MingChi abandoned.

He had a naive simple personality, and was obsessed and attached to love.

He was not an independent individual, and was only a fraction of Ruan MingChi.

A few years ago, he had been confused. He only knew that he liked JiHao. Like was like.
Even if he died, he would still like.

After being forced to become the Chairman of the United Nations for hundreds of years, he
learned to think by himself for the first time, and realized that he lived every day clearly
and accomplished some things independently.

But just because he was clear minded, he became more aware that he was just a "split
body" of Ruan MingChi’s.

His acting style was becoming more and more similar to that of Ruan MingChi’s. Sometimes
he felt like he was Ruan MingChi... But because of the limits on his body and divine sense,
he always felt a sense of regret. As if he was missing half of his body. He had to merge with
Ruan MingChi in order to be the real him.

Therefore, after feeling Ruan MingChi coming out of the underworld, Ruan Xianer's first
feeling was not sadness and fear, but a kind of excitement and a strong expectation.

He could finally become "complete"!

JiHao could feel Ruan Xian'er's mood change.

He had been playing the role as the “bridge” for the past thousand years. He had obtained a
continuous stream of spiritual knowledge from Ruan MingChi to Ruan Xianer, in order to
let Ruan Xian’er stay awake. So he not only knew what Ruan MingChi had gone through, he
also knew Ruan Xianer's mood changes.

The original body and the split body had a much more intense relationship than
brotherhood. It wasn’t that they couldn’t produce their own independent consciousness,
but at the root, they were the same person. The split body’s longing to fuse with the original
body was like the flowers and plants longing for sunshine.

They were like twin lotus flowers on one stalk. Although they had different experiences and
different personalities, they had the same root.

What's more, Ruan Xian'er was always very simple.

JiHao never worried that the two men could not merge.

So he looked down at Ruan Xian'er, pinched the back of his neck with his fingers. It slowly
lowered, and as if pinching a kitten, he watched him comfortably narrow his eyes. JiHao's
mouth also hooked up.

"When he comes back, we should leave." JiHao said.

Ruan Xian'er nodded, "En, we’ll go together.”

"Are you looking forward to the outside?"

"As long as I'm with you, I look forward to anywhere.”

"I'm looking forward to it." JiHao smiled, "What’s the outside like? What do you and I look
like?”

"The you outside must be exactly the same as you are now, and I… should be the same."

JiHao thought for a while, "You are not fun at all. For others, for the common people, for
justice, if you were given a chance to choose, you would definitely leave me in the cold.”

"As long as I am here, I won't. I will value you more and love you more than anything in the
world.”

JiHao looked down at Ruan Xian'er.

Ruan Xian'er also looked at him.

The conversation was awkward, but both of them understood. Ruan Xian’er represented
Ruan MingChi’s “love” for JiHao. If Ruan MingChi wanted to be complete, he had to accept
Ruan Xian’er. Once Ruan Xian’er returned to the original body, Ruan MingChi could no
longer be the immortal Ruan who had no desires and no demands.

They had been in love for three lifetimes.

Now they had another thousand years to stay together.

The love between the two was so strong that no one could separate them, including Ruan
MingChi himself.

Otherwise.

Ruan MingChi would have soared from the underworld.

But why didn’t he?

Why did he feel sorry?

There was no reason to go look for JiHao?

Because Ruan MingChi himself realized that his feelings for JiHao were also part of being
"satisfied".

Ruthless Tao was the most vicious cultivation method in the world.

How could people be ruthless when they were alive.

To cut off one's feelings were against one’s will.

It was against one’s will, and the full moon was naturally lacking.

It was a pity.

Ruthless Tao was so famous because of its boringness and viciousness.

Ruan MingChi wanted to find JiHao and to also find his lost memories.

JiHao and Ruan Xian'er waited for him to find them.

But Ruan MingChi was obviously not in a hurry.

It was a trip through the mountains and rivers, and he had to enter every city. Sometimes
he walked through the city, sometimes he would talk to the people and talk about
something that everyone knew.
After ten days of this, Ruan MingChi finally stopped entering cities, and flew in the direction
of the "Three Realms City".

Both JiHao and Ruan Xian'er felt that Ruan MingChi was getting closer and closer.
Calculating the time. At the speed of Ruan MingChi, it would take about half a day to get
there. IF Ruan MingChi tore through the void and travelled through that, he could appear in
front of them in the next second.

Chapter 84: "Do You Also Want a Hug?" (Part 2)

The time to "fuse" was getting closer, and Ruan Xian'er was fidgety. He tugged at JiHao's
sleeve and said, "Why don’t we go meet him.”

"No hurry." JiHao shook his head, "Why does he have to come, and why do you have to go?
When you two meet, you’ll leave this world soon. This small world has already been
recognized by heavenly Tao. I’m afraid that this world is only one of three thousand other
small worlds. Are you sure you’re ready?”

Ruan Xian'er nodded, "I have done everything that should be done. If a war breaks out
again, then a person’s mind is unpredictable.”

JiHao was not so free and easy. He looked at Ruan Xian'er and said, "All the merits and
virtues that you can get are bestowed by heavenly Tao. If the order of this world gets
chaotic after you leave, it’s ok to take back the merits and virtues or else the punishment
from heaven will not be pretty. Bring him over slowly, I have a way…”

Words were left half spoken when JiHao suddenly closed his mouth and looked up to the
sky.

His line of sight passed through the roof to look at the sky.

Ruan Xian'er noticed the changes in JiHao's expression and looked up.

In the next second, a void in the sky opened, and a white shadow appeared.

The person did not cover himself up on the way to them.

Ruan MingChi’s beautiful appearance appeared before JiHao’s eyes. Compared to Ruan
Xian’er’s peach-like appearance, Ruan MingChi’s face was frosty and his eyes were cold.
When he looked down, his long robe danced with the wind.

A face of an immortal, but full of evil spirit. The little red mole between the eyebrows and
the golden fallen immortal seal in it was particularly conspicuous.

The interweaving red and gold made Ruan MingChi’s pale face all the more beautiful.

JiHao stopped talking. He opened the barrier to the Demon King Palace, and waited for
Ruan MingChi to descend.

Ruan Xian'er stood beside JiHao nervously. When Ruan MingChi slowly approached, his
feet even took a small step forward.

Ruan MingChi was close to ascending, and understood that he needed a complete body.
Ruan Xian’er was also attracted to the original body, and was eager to achieve completion.

Besides, JiHao was going to leave this world sooner or later. With Ruan Xian’er’s as the
“split body” and inferior aptitude, it was impossible for him to ever ascend in his entire life.
Therefore if he wanted to stay with JiHao for a long time, he had to merge with the original
body.
will leave this world sooner or later. With Ruan Xian'er's inferior "availability" aptitude, he
will not be able to ascend in his entire life. Therefore, if he wants to stay with JiHao for a
long time and merge with his original body, he is the only one. Way.

Ruan MingChi needed Ruan Xian’er.

And Ruan Xian'er also needed Ruan MingChi.

They were one mind and two bodies. No matter how many twists and turns there were in
the middle, they all led to the same goal.

Ruan MingChi descended into the hall. His eyes moved away from Ruan Xian’er's face and
looked at JiHao.

Ruan Xian'er also turned to look at JiHao.

JiHao could feel that when they met again this time, there were lots of changes in Ruan
MingChi that were no longer the same. He no longer avoided his gaze, and he was more
probing and obsessed.

This so-called "transparency" only appeared for a moment.

Even though his memories weren’t restored, Ruan MingChi knew what he had to do.

He said to JiHao, "I’ve come.”

JiHao nodded, "I know, I have been waiting for you."

The corner of Ruan MingChi's mouth twitched, and the fallen immortal mark between his
eyebrows moved, “Now?”

JiHao shook his head, "This world has already done enough. We still need to leave it behind
and keep it going.”

Ruan MingChi frowned and didn't understand.

Ruan MingChi never understood this point. He regarded this world as real, and thought that
he could ascend together with JiHao.

In the beginning, in order to suppress JiHao, he not only deprived JiHao of his memory, but
also sealed his own memory.

So he was always in a cage, and couldn’t see the outside clearly.

JiHao smiled, stepped forward and grabbed Ruan MingChi's hand.

Ruan MingChi's hand trembled, and instinctively wanted to retract, but he resisted it.

It's just that the ruthless Tao was too harmful for the person. Even if Ruan MingChi's heart
missed a few beats, his face did not change at all.

JiHao used the other hand to hold Ruan Xian'er's hand. They both obviously looked exactly
the same, but Ruan Xian’er’s face was full of rosy clouds, and his body was like water. The
moment JiHao held onto him, his body softened into JiHao’s body.

JiHao held their hands and walked towards the back hall.

Ruan MingChi was uncomfortable being dragged, especially when he saw the old attendant
look down (bow) to send them off. He almost threw the hand far away.

But JiHao caught him, and held him tight. At the same time, he said, “MingChi, I should be
angry with you. After I let you know the truth of this world, then you should understand
why I’m angry with you.So you’d better follow me now, since I’m not letting you go
anyway.”

Ruan MingChi frowned and couldn't understand.

JiHao walked half a step ahead and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You will
know after I show it to you. Right now, I’m going to open the seal in your sea of knowledge
and then you and Xian’er will go with me.”

After speaking, Ruan MingChi and Ruan Xian'er frowned at the same time, and their sea of
knowledge was connected.

Ruan MingChi was no stranger to this situation. He was tortured by it a thousand years ago,
and in the end his meridians reversed and he became a fallen immortal. But this was Ruan
Xian’er’s first time experiencing it, and he felt as if he couldn’t walk.

Ruan Xian'er was the split body, and he had no spiritual consciousness of his own, so his
cultivation base was low. He was more like a refined body in the world. Although JiHao had
been nurturing him with treasures of heaven and earth, and his body was in tiptop form,
but the sea of knowledge was empty, and there was no chance to cultivate in this life.

This was the first time that Ruan Xian’er was able to experience the sea of knowledge.

Suddenly he couldn't even move.

JiHao noticed it, and he easily hugged Ruan Xian'er into his arms like a child. Ruan Xian'er
was dizzy, and rested his forehead on JiHao’s shoulder, panting slightly.

Ruan MingChi, whose hands were still held by JiHao, had a slight blush at the end of his
eyes. The fallen immortal mark between his eyebrows glowed gold, and his lips opened
unconsciously, taking heavy breaths.

He easily adapted to the field of vision from the split body. But on one side, he was holding
JiHao’s hand, while on the other side, he was being hugged in JiHao’s arms.... He probably
thought that this would never happen in his life. Even though he tried to suppress it with all
his might, his expression still slightly changed.

His heartbeat was messy.

Ruan MingChi’s pace also slowed down, and somewhat couldn’t move.

JiHao turned his head to look at him, a little surprised, "Do you also want a hug?"

Chapter 85: Heavenly Demon is Born! (Part 1)

Ruan MingChi blinked and faintly asked, "No need. Just what is it that we need to do?”

"Go to the secret room first. I’m afraid that it will take a long time.”

“How about telling me in advance.”

"You will know after seeing it."

The corners of Ruan MingChi's mouth tightened and he stopped talking.

After they came all the way to the secret room, JiHao, who had never activated the
restrictions in the secret room, now activated all of them for the first time.
The most important people in his life were here now. He felt more assured after being
careful.

Then JiHao put Ruan Xian'er on the bed and then also sat on the bed himself. But Ruan
MingChi, who was calm all the way, said something and then stopped moving.

He was puzzled, “I don’t know what the reasons for MoZun’s action is?”

The corner of JiHao's mouth twitched, and he said meaningfully, "The bed is so big..."

Ruan MingChi faintly refused, "Although I came here today, but..."

JiHao said, "It's enough for the three of us to sit down cross legged. I will bring you to see
the secrets of this world.”

Ruan MingChi blinked, and with an expressionless face, lifted his legs and landed on the
bed lightly, and sat down cross legged.

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi and smiled.

Ruan Xian'er was also smiling.

No one could see the changes in Ruan MingChi’s emotions through that expressionless face.
He seemed to be calmly sitting cross legged and then he closed his eyes.

Seeing his serious appearance, JiHao had a bad thought. He placed his arms around Ruan
Xian’er and kissed him on the lips, murmuring, “When you merge back with this ignorant
guy, you have to let him know what were the real uses to this bed.”

Ruan Xian'er's face was red and a little embarrassed, but he never refused JiHao. When
JiHao's hands touched him, his waist subconsciously softened.

Ruan MingChi opened his eyes helplessly, and said, "Does MoZun want me to leave and
come back after a moment.”

JiHao let go of Ruan Xian'er and turned to complain to Ruan MingChi, "You were really
boring just now."

"It’s as the curious MoZun has said.”

"Ruan MingChi, let's make a bet."

Ruan MingChi looked at him.

JiHao smiled and said, "When you reach completion, I only need to touch your lower back
lightly, and you will not be able to stand stably again. Do you believe it?”

"..." Ruan MingChi was silent for two seconds. His eyes were bright and frank, “I believe it,
but right now, Ruan MingChi is still Ruan MingChi."

JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi for a while, and then stretched out his hand again to take
Ruan MingChi's hand. On the other side, he let Ruan Xian’er sit right, and then held his hand
as well.

The three of them quickly closed their eyes. Under the guidance and protection of JiHao,
they followed the context of the world and used their divine consciousness to explore the
origins of the world.

It was an absolutely quiet space.

Originally, it shouldn’t have been found out by the people of this world.

But Ruan MingChi was really standing there at that moment.

This was the origin of the world.

The real truth.

He was surprised to see an unfolding scroll in the dark and quiet space, with beautiful and
lifelike mountains and rivers on it. With just a little input of divine consciousness, he was
able to directly see the world from the scroll.

At the same time in the scroll, a man with black hair and clothing was quietly sleeping,
while holding a man in white in his arms.

There was no doubt that the black-haired man was JiHao.

And that man in plain white was himself… Ruan MingChi looked at him carefully, but he felt
that this "self" was very strange. The righteous and immortal aura was neither like his
current self nor like the current Ruan Xian’er. Instead, it was more like the him before he
became a fallen immortal, or even before he practiced the ruthless Tao.

Even in his sleep, it was warm, and he naturally curled up in the man’s comfortable arms.

JiHao stood outside the scroll, turned his head to look at Ruan MingChi, and said, "This
world was created by you and I. We had always been a couple, but there was a slight
accident when creating the world. Our bodies fell into a deep sleep, and in the scroll world,
we woke up on opposing sides. After we go through this catastrophe, can we then walk
together again.”

"I brought you here just to see if there is any way to wake up."
JiHao stood outside the scroll, smiling bitterly at Ruan MingChi.

What he said sounded true and sincere, and everything seemed reasonable. But these
words were 50% true and 50% lies.

He had to get out.

But he couldn't completely bet on Ruan MingChi's feelings for him.

Ruan MingChi’s love was greater than anything else. Even under amnesia, he chose to
cultivate the way of Bodhisattva. This showed that he was a man of firm will.

If he only let Ruan MingChi fly out, he may not be able to leave, and could even be
continued to be sealed.

Therefore JiHao brought Ruan MingChi here. He wanted to complete the fusion of Ruan
MingChi and Ruan Xian'er as well as getting Ruan MingChi to ascend. During this period of
time, he was definitely going to find the flaw, break the seal, and venture into the real
world!

But JiHao underestimated Ruan MingChi's cleverness.

When Ruan MingChi saw this scene, he already had doubts in his heart, "This scroll has
immortal qi, and it’s a small world running on its own. There is indeed my spiritual energy
in the scroll, but there isn’t your…”

He didn't finish the rest of his sentence.

The scene in the scroll looked like two lovers who were accidentally trapped, but it gave
Ruan MingChi a vague feeling of something being sealed.

But Ruan Xian'er didn’t have such an IQ.

When Ruan MingChi was thinking about what was wrong, Ruan Xianer's eyes were already
red.

Ruan Xian'er was the "sensibility" that Ruan MingChi pulled out. He quickly lost his rational
judgment, and said to JiHao with red eyes, "No wonder I love you so much. So it was like
this. We were already together a long time ago?"

JiHao's fingers drew a strand of hair from Ruan Xian’er’s forehead. He lowered his head and
looked at him tenderly, “Our ties are much deeper than you think. We met in three worlds,
and we were partners for three lifetimes. Then we flew into this world. Unfortunately there
were problems everywhere, forcing us to take risks and we became trapped in them.”
"Why didn't you say it earlier."

"I also only just knew.”

"What should I do then?"

"I also don’t know. That’s why I brought you guys here to discuss the solution.”

Ruan Xian'er was unable to stop himself from looking at Ruan MingChi.

Ruan MingChi's thoughts were mixed and confused, and doubts arose in his heart. Before
he could sort it out, he was looked at expectantly by his own “sensible self".

At this moment, his extremely calm reasonings were disturbed. He looked at the strong
trust between the two of them as they looked at each other, and listened to their
affectionate dialogue. Then his thoughts were disturbed, as if a scissor had passed by, and it
suddenly became a mess.

He was only watching them, but it was as if he had recovered the ability to have emotions.

But Ruan MingChi's doubts were right, JiHao was indeed lying to him.

But he didn't know what.

After his memories were sealed, he experienced his own catastrophe. At that moment,
everything became clear to him. JiHao was his last regret for his “completion”.

He had suspected that he didn't dare to ascend because he had lost his “sensibility”, which
made him calculate too far into the future, instead of taking steps forward.

The coexistence of "sensibility and reasoning” all came from one person!

Ruan MingChi temporarily suppressed the questions in his heart and asked JiHao, “What
should I do.”

JiHao moved his finger away from Ruan Xian'er's ear, and when it fell down, it gently
touched the lobe of the ear. Ruan Xian’er’s body half softened due to the tingling sensation.
Ruan MingChi also felt something, and a red light in his eyes suddenly flashed.

Although the light disappeared quickly, it was still caught by JiHao.

JiHao said, "I don't know, maybe it needs the three of us to work together."

Ruan MingChi thought for awhile and said, "Then let’s try it.”

This time JiHao had Ruan MingChi and Ruan Xian'er stand together, and then he took Ruan
MingChi’s hand.

He said, "How about you merge with Xian’er, and then you and I will go back to the scroll.
Then we’ll naturally return to our original bodies.”

Ruan MingChi nodded.

Ruan Xian'er smiled. He glanced at JiHao and said, "Wait for me."

JiHao nodded.

Chapter 85: Heavenly Demon is Born! (Part 2)

Ruan Xian'er himself was a trace of Ruan MingChi’s soul. After splitting, he was reborn.
Because of his incomplete soul, he couldn’t cultivate and without Ruan MingChi’s sea of
knowledge, he could only fall asleep.

Compared to Ruan MingChi, Ruan Xian'er obviously couldn't wait to merge with Ruan
MingChi.

In order to pursue "completion", Ruan MingChi had to merge with Ruan Xian’er.

The two made up their minds, and no longer delayed.

Ruan MingChi pinched the energy in his fingers and muttered something. Ruan Xian’er
closed his eyes and smiled, his body began to glow faintly, as he gradually disappeared.

JiHao had come here with two divine consciousness, but now Ruan Xian’er immediately
disappeared and flew towards Ruan MingChi.

Back in the secret room, Ruan Xian'er's body softened again, and died after the spirit left.

At this moment, Ruan MingChi lost consciousness for a bit, and his spirit rushed into the
massive scroll, shocking himself.

Over the past thousand years, JiHao had been in retreat as little as possible, and almost
always accompanied Ruan Xian'er. First, because he didn’t need to practice. And second, he
sincerely accompanied his lover. Plus, in order to assault Ruan MingChi’s memories at this
moment, he was inseparable from Ruan Xian’er and almost 99% of the memories were
related to him.

In Ruan MingChi's sea of knowledge, countless memories came from JiHao.

JiHao held hands with him.

JiHao hugged him gently.

JiHao hooked his chin and kissed him.

And also……

They travelled to many places over the past 1000 years, and their footprints were all over
the Three Realms. Not only did they affectionately love each other, but the occasional
images that flashed by were even more inappropriate.

But it was true that he experienced it all with JiHao.

Along with these memories, Ruan Xian’er’s emotion also returned to him. The deep love he
had for JiHao almost shook his world, and the strong feelings constantly washed over Ruan
MingChi’s dry heart.

In a short time, he watched as his dry heart begin to rapidly moisturize and then clear
water flowed out. Flowers were blooming by this water, and green grasses spread their
stems and leaves to spread throughout the valley.

These were all because of love.

Ruan MingChi’s heart produced strong feelings, and before he could ask for details, he was
hugged and kissed.

He opened his eyes and saw JiHao.

JiHao stood in front of him, and stared at him with tender eyes. His eyes were dazzling, and
his fingers lightly stroked his hair, then he lowered his head and kissed him slowly.

Ruan MingChi sighed inwardly, subconsciously closed his eyes, and took the initiative to
meet him.

In his memories, this was a familiar and intimate action, but because this was clearly the
original body’s first time doing it, there was a sense of disobedience and it subtly
stimulated him more.

Ruan MingChi's heart was beating chaotically, and the sky was spinning. A strong sense of
satisfaction welled up in his heart. This was what he had longed for, the baby that he had
coveted for many many years, finally belonged to him.

The excessive excitement and tension made Ruan MingChi's body faintly tremble.

With such profound cultivations, he had probably never experienced such excitement in his
life.

JiHao’s heart gave birth to pity, and he just wanted to hug the person tightly and never let
go.

But there was something he had to do.

He stopped the kiss with great reluctance and pressed their foreheads together, “Let’s go
and go home together.”

When Ruan MingChi was so intimate with this person, his brain was completely occupied
by Ruan Xian'er's "sensibility", and his head became a mess. Whatever JiHao said, he would
listen.

Ruan MingChi had fallen into a daze, and JiHao hugged him while walking towards the
scroll.

The moment JiHao finally succeeded in passing through the restrictions on the scroll this
time, his smile faded a bit, and his eyes were as black as ink.

He not only came here once or twice, he came multiple times. But the scroll never
responded to him, and even placed a restriction to keep him from getting close.

But at this time, the scroll felt the energy of its own "master" and took the initiative to open
the restriction. Not only did JiHao step through the restriction, he also clearly felt the
energy from the outside world.

What's more, he could feel a kind of call, as if calling him to go back quickly.

What was calling him?

When he was chasing after the white mist in the third world, and Ruan MingChi opened the
void and tried to escape, he was also called.

And along with the call for him was a powerful force.

It was just like now.

JiHao could almost hear his bones ringing.

He was getting stronger with every breath.

What was out there?

It was very important to him.

He had to get out.

JiHao blinked, covering the dark luster in his eyes. He patiently coaxed Ruan MingChi and
said, “Let’s call this scroll back together."

Ruan MingChi didn't realize that JiHao could not break through the restrictions on the
scroll. Of course, he also did not expect that JiHao couldn’t control the scroll at all.

Too many things had happened in a short period of time. He was shocked by the memories
from the past 1000 years, and it had caused him to almost lose all the rationality that Ruan
MingChi should have. Instead, he became Ruan Xian’er and obediently listened to JiHao’s
words.

Ruan MingChi did not speak. He just raised his hand and waved to the scroll.

Like a good baby, the moment the scroll turned around, it plunged into Ruan MingChi’s
arms.

Ruan MingChi and JiHao’s “original bodies” were also rolled up inside the scroll.

JiHao said, "Go! We’re going back!"

Ruan MingChi nodded and turned into a mist to enter the body of the sleeping "Ruan
MingChi".

Then he soon discovered that he couldn't get in.

Rather than being unable to get in, it was better to say that after trying, did he then feel that
this “Ruan MingChi” was also his own.

How come……

Ruan MingChi didn't understand.

Was this body the real body?

Then….

"JiHao, why..." Ruan MingChi frowned slightly and looked at JiHao.

However, he only saw a pair of black ink like eyes, looking at him indifferently.

"Ruan MingChi, let's settle accounts after we go out!"

While speaking, JiHao used the energy that he had been accumulating to send a palm down
towards the weak point of the outside world.
The Heavenly Demon’s power broke out in an instant, and the seal was overwhelmed and
fell apart.

The whole space was swept away!

A small finger-long hole split open in the dark depths, and there was a faint red light
shining in. Strong spiritual energy surged through, and JiHao could tell what was calling for
him this time.

Without hesitation, JiHao turned into a black light, and with a “swish”, he left.

At that moment, JiHao felt himself being wrapped up in a powerful force. This terrible
power had the ability to easily destroy the world, and it was inexhaustible.

Like that scroll’s world, he only needed to raise his hand and wave, and the whole world
would be destroyed.

Power!

Quickly filled the body!

Powerful and unmatched!

At the same time, JiHao slowly opened his eyes. Through the interweaving red and fire, he
finally saw the outside world for the first time.

The Heavenly Demon.

Was born.

Chapter 86 上: Welcome the Birth of the Heavenly Demon!

The Celestial Continent was the most sacred and most powerful world of the 3000 worlds.
It ruled over all of the worlds, and had hundreds of millions of immortal and demon sects,
and had billions of living beings in the world. The mainland’s power was limitless, and
there were many experts.

Not to mention the small modern worlds created by JiHao, even the quasi-small worlds
created by Ruan MingChi with the mountains and rivers could be easily destroyed by any
leader of the immortal sect.

But such a huge god-like world had an existence that made them fearful.
And it had scared the hermits for countless hui yuans.
(T/N: 1 hui yuan (会元)= 10,800 years)

A great beast of the abyss from a barbarous and remote place came out.

The king of god’s scepter.

The legends circulated around for a myriad of hui yuans.

Demon Qi was born in the Demon Realm, and it nourished the land of the Demon Realm.
Through countless years and cycles, it gradually formed a spiritual wisdom into what was
now called the Heavenly Demon.

He was born with the power like the king of gods, and a physique of the great beast from
the abyss. The divine court was doomed to fall. With a road paved from skeletons and
blood, a new king of gods was created to rule the 3000 worlds.

For many people, the replacement of the king of gods had nothing to do with them.
Listening to this legend was just to have a good time.

But since half a hui yuan ago, the king of gods suddenly fell, and the entire Celestial
Continent was in chaos.

Before his death, the king of god passed down a message, saying, "The Heavenly Demon
cannot wake up."

Later, the various big sects received a message from the envoy of the gods, saying, "The
king of gods is the living being’s incarnation of heaven and earth. The uncontrolled
exploitation and because of the continent’s beings, it took away from the king of god’s life
and the king has fallen. The Celestial continent feels that there is a birth of a Heavenly
Demon from the depths of the Demon Realm. This is heaven’s revenge on the living beings.
All sects must go find it quickly, and stop the Heavenly Demon from being born into this
world.”

The Celestial Continent suddenly became chaotic.

However, for nearly half of a hui yuan, no one was able to find the true location of the
Heavenly Demon. In recent years, the pace of searching from the various sects had slowed
down.

After all, the Celestial Continent was too big, and there were lots of sects that were in
constant friction. Instead of using their power to look for a Heavenly Demon that they
didn’t know when it was going to show up, it was better to seize the time to develop. And
maybe they could strengthen their arts and their sects before the Heavenly Demon was
born.
The two factions of good and evil gradually became indifferent.

Now, in addition to the people from the gods, there were only disciples of the first immortal
mountain of the “Bu Si Liang” sect that persevered in finding traces of the Heavenly Demon.
Under the command of Ruan MingChi, the leader of the right path, they travelled to and
from the Demon Realm’s depths.

Ruan MingChi was the leader of "Bu Si Liang" and was also the brightest and best of the
human race.

He had cultivated for 108,000 years, and was regarded as "Le Zun" by immortal cultivators.
He had a WuHua Qin in one hand, and asked the heart, asked the sentiment, and asked the
way (1). He was an elegant and upright individual, the simple and unadorned bright moon.

A hundred years ago, Ruan MingChi used the WuHua Qin to ask the way and it brought him
to a volcano that was far away from the Demon Realm’s abyss. There, he saw a man
sleeping in the molten lava.

He didn’t know how long that man had been sleeping in the molten lava. The body that was
not immersed in the molten lava was exposed to Ruan MingChi’s eyes. The body created by
the hot flames were flawless. As soon as he approached, Ruan MingChi was captured by the
terrible power of the other party.

Although the location was different from the legends and reports by the envoy of the gods,
the WuHua Qin told Ruan MingChi that this was the person he was looking for, the
Heavenly Demon.

Ruan MingChi was not very good at fighting, but he had a profound knowledge in
formations. If he said that his formation level was second in the world, then no one dared to
be first.

Even if the king of gods was still alive, he may not be better than him.

Ruan MingChi was audacious to the extreme, and made a move on the sleeping Heavenly
Demon.

However, he didn’t think.

That even if the Heavenly Demon was asleep, it still had the ability to protect itself.

Otherwise, since it was framed by the king of gods, how could it have followed the veins of
molten lava and drifted into a small mountain far away from the Demon Realm’s abyss.
Even if it’s birth was delayed, it had to avoid the future of being reared as a “livestock” by
the gods and gain freedom.
Ruan MingChi was figuring out the Heavenly Demon.

Although the Heavenly Demon was asleep, it still vaguely tried to protect itself.

Immortal cultivators always had to be on guard against “being possessed by evil spirits”,
thus they had to constantly “force out the heart demons” in the middle of cultivation.

After all, the demons were good at magic. They would peep into the heart, and with good
tactics, it would tempt people and then devour them.

From the first time Ruan MingChi discovered the Heavenly Demon, his heart was
immediately hooked.

What could the well known leader of the human race have in his heart… after magnifying it
by 100 times, he wanted nothing else but fame.

Ruan MingChi was tempted by the Heavenly Demon, and he set up a large formation that
cost him his fortune in the depths of the volcano alone. He spent three years trying to seal
the Heavenly Demon with his own power just to win the praise of the world.

Unfortunately, this was just a means of the Heavenly Demon in order to keep him.

After the formation was done, the Heavenly Demon hooked Ruan MingChi into his own sea
of knowledge, and as a result… Ruan MingChi met JiHao.

...

JiHao was the Heavenly Demon.

The Heavenly Demon was an expert at calculating.

When he realized that he must have been sealed by Ruan MingChi, every step he took
afterwards was all thought out.

It was all for this moment, to break the seal and truly “wake up”.

JiHao lured Ruan MingChi into the restrictions of the picture scroll. And as he expected, he
found a way to get out. He slammed a palm down on the void which was the weakest part
of the seal.

Before Ruan MingChi's surprise, he turned into a black light and drilled out of the crack in
the seal.

What was the outside world like?

Where was "I".

This thought passed quickly, and JiHao soon knew where and who he was.

The "Heavenly Demon Body" had been waiting for him for hundreds of millions of years,
like a legendary battle armor. When JiHao's spirit came to this body, he instantly became
the master of this battle armor.

While gaining this body, JiHao truly felt his own strength.

If the previous world made him feel invincible, then after breaking the seal and returning to
the "Heavenly Demon Body", he was billions of times stronger than before.

His power seemed to have no bottom line, his body was as strong as a giant. Maybe with
just a sneeze, and he would be able to easily destroy a small world.

So in this way, he became powerful.

There were even cheers from the ground below.

Welcome the birth of the Heavenly Demon!

JiHao opened his eyes in the real world for the first time.

When he raised his hand, the volcano boiled violently, and the bright yellow molten slurry
rolled.

When he slowly sat up, the lava erupted from the volcano. The molten lava from the Demon
Realm’s abyss could easily melt stones into paste. All the volcanoes exploded in one fell
swoop, and melted everything in the distance.

JiHao slowly stood up in the lava, looked at his hands, and laughed wildly.

He was out!

He was really out!

He could feel his incomparable fit with this body, and this powerful body belonged to him!

And as he woke up, the memories of these billions of years entered his mind.

As the incarnation of the Demon Realm, and because the land of the Demon Realm was him,
even if he was sleeping, he was still able to learn of innumerable informations.

He heard of the legend.

Knew of the existence of the Celestial Continent.

Knew the "dying words" of the King of God.

And of course, he also "saw” with his own eyes, of a thin figure that day, flying from the sky
and landing in the volcano that he had hidden himself in. He knew that his name was Ruan
MingChi, and that he was an unrivalled and excellent man.

Perhaps the gestation period had been too long, and he still wasn’t born, but he already
knew what loneliness was.

So he let Ruan MingChi find himself.

He let Ruan MingChi walk around him and rack his brains to set up a large array. And
finally, at the critical moment, with a huge sigh of relief, he (RMC) was lured into his (JH)
own sea of knowledge.

In that small world of illusion, what would their relationship be?

The Heavenly Demon didn't care, and let Ruan MingChi "educate" himself in that small
world.

Thus, after the first world, JiHao was born.

JiHao was the Heavenly Demon, but the Heavenly Demon may not be JiHao.

JiHao was the human nature created by Ruan MingChi. In the long and boring life of the
Heavenly Demon, this was his only birth of intelligence (2).

In the first world, Ruan MingChi, who thought that he was in control, created a world full of
legal rules for JiHao. From the day he was born, JiHao was forced to live under these rules.

He learned what was called human nature, and what was called discipline. The nine years
of compulsory education, high school and college life was not so much about learning but
more about teaching a demon how to be a human.

Leader Ruan was worthy of being called the leader. He never forgot the responsibility of
“educating” wherever he went.

Thus the ignorant JiHao learned how to be a human being.

The natural demon also learned how to self-discipline.

However, not long after JiHao graduated from university in the first world, an accident
made him aware of his own power. As a last resort, Ruan MingChi could only beat
somebody at his own game, and let JiHao think that he was reborn, and then send him to a
new world.
So even the Heavenly Demon couldn’t have predicted that the world would “collapse”.

JiHao soon learned to take the initiative in the small worlds. Not only did he start to stand
in the position of the master, he even began to create a personality based on the first small
world.

Then a friendship that was forming during the innocent childhood years became a pair of
young lovers.

Then there was the overbearing president who followed the hidden rules.

In the third complete world, there were the warped and entangled feelings.

In the small world, leader Ruan and JiHao became a couple time and time again. Ruan
MingChi sacrificed himself to feed the demon, and helped JiHao establish the three outlooks
with the identity of a lover. So that JiHao could understand that the “strong needed
compassion.”

Thus the Heavenly Demon was born in the Demon Realm, powerful and intelligent, but as
an innately born spirit, he was like a piece of white paper. Whatever was written in those
small worlds, was what he knew.

JiHao had great power. If he was allowed to learn from those demons, the world would
inevitably go into chaos.

In the end, Ruan MingChi succeeded.

With the rules he created, he made JiHao.

But JiHao became the Heavenly Demon.

Heavenly Demon JiHao quickly restrained his wantonness, because he knew that if he
continued to be so ecstatic, the lava from the Demon Realm’s abyss would sweep across the
world and would cause the deaths of countless creatures.

He had to say that this was considered a success of Ruan MingChi’s.

The first time JiHao woke up, he was already self-disciplined.

JiHao had no intention of causing more casualties, but there was still one thing that had to
be solved.

After the molten slurry was stabilized, JiHao suddenly turned his head and looked at the
man sitting cross-legged on the wall of the cave.
The four eyes faced each other. Although JiHao was standing in a lower position, and naked,
but it still caused the white clothed man sitting cross-legged on the wall to feel suffocated.
(1) 问心问情问路. Asked the heart, asked the sentiment, and asked the way. There wasn't
any meaning for that phrase, but there was another phrase in my search for understanding:
江湖问路不问心，问心问得几路行. I just don't know if the author means the same thing...
(2) 天魔那漫长无聊的生命里，唯一诞生的神智。T/N: Help with the 2nd part...

Chapter 86 下: This Time, Ruan MingChi will Spoil JiHao, and Love Him Till Death (Part 1)
JiHao woke up.

Ruan MingChi of course would also wake up.

Just as JiHao broke the seal, Ruan MingChi was swept away by the energy of the outside
world, and his memories returned one after another.

Soon he knew what he had come for and what he had done wrong. Unfortunately, he didn't
have time to feel upset. As soon as his mind was clear, he was frightened by the power of
the birth of the Heavenly Demon.

So fast!

He had to get away from this place!

The Heavenly Demon was born!

The Celestial Continent was going to be chaotic!

But he couldn't move.

Part of it was because JiHao was just born and still didn’t know how to restrain his power
yet. He was completely suppressed by JiHao’s spiritual energy and cultivation, and couldn’t
move.

Besides, when the memories came back, he not only remembered that he had been with
JiHao for thousands of years, but also remembered the love from the three worlds.

How could he--leave?

During the process of him "educating" JiHao, his heart was moved by JiHao bit by bit. When
it came to love, it was all from the bottom of his heart. Now that he had come around, and
went through all his memories, he couldn’t resist the feelings for the man in front of him.
He had to admit that he loved him, and was happily looking forward to the moment when
JiHao would stand up proudly.

His heart beated wildly, and completely ignored the screams of reason. He was controlled
by instincts now. He looked at the black formations on the strong and unmatched body that
was looking at himself. He instinctively gave birth to a kind of worship for the strong.

Ruan MingChi blinked.

He took away his uncomfortable line of sight towards the other party. There was just too
much capital, and it caused him to feel a little afraid. There was no place for him to put his
eyes on.

JiHao stepped on the molten slurry and walked to the bottom of the cliff. Then he slowly
floated up until his sight was level with Ruan MingChi, and then looked at him in silence.

Ruan MingChi's ears were reddish, and he didn't say a word. He just took out a set of
clothes from his storage ring and threw it at JiHao.

JiHao didn’t catch it.

The clothes fell on JiHao's body, then slid down again, falling into the molten lava. The
defensive arrays on the clothes screamed a bit, and then they were burned into ash by the
lava.

The lava was from the abyss of hell, and for cultivators whose cultivation base was any
poorer, they would die upon touching it.

The clothes Ruan MingChi threw should be excellent, at least they persisted for a few
breaths.

Ruan MingChi’s was distressed and slightly frowned. The red mole at the center of his
eyebrows moved and he looked at JiHao angrily.

JiHao just looked on at Ruan MingChi in silence, not caring about his naked body. He stared
at the person for a few more seconds, then he stretched out his hand to pinch Ruan
MingChi’s chin. He pulled him over and said, “Is it real this time?”

Ruan MingChi struggled to turn his head, but couldn't break free. His face became ugly, and
said, "Why don’t you ask the bird in the cage, and then you’ll know where you are.”

JiHao didn't care about his answer, and then asked, "Do you know what the end is to
seducing the Heavenly Demon?”

Ruan MingChi was stunned for a moment, and his expression was instantly blank, "Who…
seduced… you."

JiHao squinted and asked another one, "Then do you know what’s your fate in trying to trap
a Heavenly Demon?”

"..."

JiHao couldn't wait for Ruan MingChi's answer, and JiHao didn't care. But he spoke coldly,
"Let's settle some accounts, and calculate it well.”

"What do you want to calculate?" Ruan MingChi looked at JiHao and simply stopped
struggling. After all, he had fallen in love with JiHao in those worlds, and he found that even
at this time, he was not afraid of JiHao.

JiHao didn't speak. His hands loosened on the jaw and grabbed Ruan MingChi’s wrists and
then flew away with him.

"Clothes..." Ruan MingChi said anxiously.

Although JiHao still didn’t open his mouth, black magical lines expanded on his body and
quickly wrapped around his body. It turned into a long black robe, with his black hair
dancing with the wind.

The two flew out of the volcano, and after JiHao discerned the direction, they flew away.

Ruan MingChi also didn't struggle, and let JiHao take him. After a long time, he asked,
"Where are we going.”

JiHao’s face was cold and still didn’t answer him.

Ruan MingChi sighed, "Don't be angry with me, I never thought of hurting you."

JiHao sneered, "Did you hurt me? You can only lie."

Ruan MingChi said, "Yes, I lied to you. You are so powerful. I can only use these methods to
make you understand that in this world, you cannot do whatever you want."

"Heh." JiHao did not speak and only flew faster, turning into a meteor. Looking at this
direction, he was heading towards the central continent.

The two of them flew quietly for a few hours, but JiHao's face was cold and silent.

All of a sudden, a hand reached out and pulled the hair away from his forehead and pulled
it to behind the ear.

JiHao turned his head and stared at Ruan MingChi.

Ruan MingChi took back his hand, and his eyes were looking straight at him, and in a clear
voice he said, “JiHao, my heart says you. My, Ruan MingChi’s heart, says it is happy to be
with you.”

The rapid speed stopped abruptly.

JiHao really looked at Ruan MingChi this time.

Ruan MingChi and JiHao looked at each other. Ruan MingChi’s gaze slowly swept over
JiHao’s eyebrows and he said softly, “Now that I think about it, ever since I first saw you, I
became infatuated with you. And then as if I was possessed, I stayed by your side and
guarded you for infinite years. But it was a pity that you always slept. I was lonely, and
desperately entered your sea of knowledge. The 15 year old Ruan MingChi in the first
world, confessing to his senior was real. The down and out celebrity Ruan MingChi’s
confession in the second world to the boss was also real. In the third world, I was even
more worried about the gains and losses and loved you very much.”

"JiHao, if you blame me, just punish me, but don’t leave me.”

"I, Ruan MingChi, like you." After speaking, Ruan MingChi firmly looked at JiHao. Even
though he said such soft words, his expression was still upright and his eyes were clear.
Only the hand grasping JiHao’s wrist had increased in strength by a bit.

JiHao raised his hand and silently touched Ruan MingChi's face. Ruan MingChi closed his
eyes and pressed his face against his hands, sighing with deep feelings.

He murmured again, "I'm really sorry for what happened in the scroll. At that time, I was so
flustered and confused. Everything was a mess, and I even forgot about everything, even
myself. I’m really sorry for having caused such a complicated situation.”

JiHao looked at him, and then the corners of his mouth twitched a bit. He gently pushed him
away a little and said, “What kind of method is this.”

Ruan MingChi sincerely confessed in order to appease JiHao’s temper, but how did it
become a not trustworthy answer? His face suddenly paled and said sincerely, “No
methods. It’s all wholehearted intentions.”

"How are you going to prove it?”

"I... can swear an oath to heaven! Heaven above, I, Ruan MingChi, swear, that if the words I
said just now were lies, then I will be struck by lightning and split into two halves and the
spirit will dissipate!”

Ruan MingChi spoke the truth and also made the most poisonous oath to heaven, but Jihao
still had a disbelieving appearance.
Ruan MingChi frowned, put down his hand, and asked "What can I do so that you will
believe me?”

JiHao didn’t answer. He just glanced around and said, “I can take it slow in exterminating
that old man. I’ve only just woken up in this real world, so you act as the tour guide and
show me around. As for whether it’s true or not, I will decide.”

"Who do you want to kill.” Ruan MingChi’s expression changed when he talked about
killing, and couldn’t agree with him.

"The King of God" JiHao said.

Ruan MingChi's eyes widened suddenly, "Isn’t he already..."

"He was afraid of being killed by me and escaped ahead of time. It's really ridiculous. If he
didn’t frame me, why would I go to him to find trouble.” After speaking, JiHao’s eyes
narrowed, “What is it, is your sense of justice wanting you to stop me again?”

Ruan MingChi pursed his lips and stopped talking.

The real Ruan MingChi was far less monotonous than in those previous worlds. He didn’t
need to practice the ruthless Tao, and was actually very different from the cold and stern
manner he had in the scroll world.

Ruan MingChi was a warm as jade kind of gentleman, with a silver tongue, intelligent and
elegant. It’s just that he had a deep aversion to “evil” and occasionally used some
thunderbolt means (1). But most of the time, he was an elegant and noble gentleman.

In addition, this world was huge and magnificent, and there were deep ties between the
multiple sects. Ruan MingChi’s ability to become the leader of the Right Way, meant that he
knew some things about diplomacy.
(1) 雷霆手段. Thunderbolt means. Either he used quick methods, or he used some tricks.

Chapter 86 下: This Time, Ruan MingChi will Spoil JiHao, and Love Him Till Death (Part 2)
Ruan MingChi was very smart, and knew that if he didn’t want to make it more difficult for
himself, he had to make peace with JiHao.

What's more, he really loved JiHao. During their thousand of years together, what else
hadn’t been said or done?

Wasn't it just appeasing a partner who was out of control?

Ruan MingChi confessed according to his heart, and made an oath to heaven. Then JiHao
was finally pulled back from the edge of losing control, and then the atmosphere between
the two of them eased.

Ruan MingChi took JiHao's hand and brought him to the ground. He took out a futon under
a towering tree. When JiHao sat down cross-legged, he knelt on one knee and combed the
long black hair gently for JiHao.

He said, “Back then, I wasn’t really able to tie my hair, and there was a dexterous boy in the
sect. After I combed my hair once, I never did it again unless there was a banquet, and the
hairstyle would last for several years. But in the painting, I learned it all. If I caused you any
pain while combing your hair, you have to tell me.”

JiHao quietly enjoyed the pair of hands sliding through his hair. While listening to the soft
whispers behind his ear, the anger in his heart became smaller and smaller.

After all, he couldn't really get angry with Ruan MingChi anyway.

They had been partners for a thousand years, and already fully understood each other and
their bottom line. They naturally knew how to comfort their lover.

What's more, after he recovered his memory, he also knew why Ruan MingChi became so
infatuated with himself and was even lured into his own sea of knowledge. Which led to the
birth of a divine consciousness named “JiHao”, who eventually became the master of the
Heavenly Demon’s body.

It was just like the principle “who came out first, the chicken or the egg?” It was impossible
to tell who had done wrong. He and Ruan MingChi were in perfect harmony and knew that
they couldn’t leave each other.

The hair was slowly combed through and finally put all together. This hair was actually the
same as JiHao’s body. As an innate creature, it was all just a form of power. If he wanted to,
his hair could be put together by itself and he didn’t need his hair to be combed like other
people.

Therefore, JiHao allowing Ruan MingChi to tie his hair, was a form of accepting him and
forgiveness.

How could Ruan MingChi not understand.

When the hair was finally tied up, Ruan MingChi’s hands slowly fell down and hugged JiHao
from behind.

The sun was shining.

The dazzling white light passed through the treetops and cast mottled marks on their
bodies. The man in white tightly hugged the man in front of him from behind, then buried
his head in the neck of the other party and rubbed affectionately again and again.

Intimate words came from the lips of the man in white...

"JiHao, I like you..."

The last fire in JiHao's heart was scattered. With a long sigh, he slightly tilted his head and
gently rubbed Ruan MingChi’s head, “You can only act like a baby, and not feel ashamed.”

Ruan MingChi chuckled, "What other ugly things have I done that you haven’t seen?”

"This is the first time our actual bodies have met in real life. There are a lot of things that I
haven’t seen before.”

"How I appeared in those worlds, is exactly like how I act in the real world…”

“There’s a big difference,” JiHao looked at Ruan MingChi carefully while saying this.

The appearance was unchanged. It was still handsome, exquisite and unparalleled. The red
mole at the center of his eyebrows added a bit of divinity to Ruan MingChi’s appearance.
Therefore when his emotions were moved, he would become more and more charming.

However, the experience in the previous worlds were just a process of examining one’s
own conscience. In the world of the scroll, although Ruan MingChi appeared with a fallen
immortal seal, in the real world, he didn’t have it.

The scroll used Ruan MingChi’s mind as a projection. There were only three realms, the
demon and human races were still there, while the gods became immortal in the scroll.

Ruan MingChi was full of awe and even yearned a bit for the divine court. Thus he became
the leader of the immortals in the scroll and there were also mentions of a fallen immortal
seal.

In fact, in the real Celestial Continent, there were not only humans, gods and demons, but
there were also ancient’s descendant, ancients with rare and powerful blood, as well as
innate creatures like the Heavenly Demon JiHao. Humans, gods and demons were a very
common race in the Celestial Continent. Occasionally, there were some conflicts that
escalated into small-scale fights, but humans and demons got married everywhere.

Therefore, there was no such thing as a fallen Immortal in the real world.

In the real world, Ruan MingChi's personality changed more often, and he was obviously
much more cunning. He knew how to prevent and appease JiHao’s anger. He was able to
put down his airs and act coquettishly to JiHao. This was something that only Ruan Xian’er
could do.

JiHao didn’t like Ruan Xian’er’s “clumsiness” very much, but he preferred his “truth”
towards himself. Therefore Ruan MingChi used Ruan Xian’er’s posture to whisper softly in
his ear. JiHao’s heart became hot and with a tug, he held Ruan MingChi in his arms.

He looked down at Ruan MingChi in his arms.

Ruan MingChi also looked up at him.

Ruan MingChi sat on JiHao's lap, as if it was natural for him and didn’t think anything was
strange. He just grabbed JiHao’s robe and asked, “Not angry anymore?”

JiHao smiled, "Still angry. Just combing my hair can’t comfort me.”

Ruan MingChi blinked his eyes and said with an innocent face, "Then what should I do." He
said with his mouth, but his fingers were already pulling at the lapels of JiHao’s clothes. But
he had forgotten that the clothes were created by JiHao’s power, and he couldn’t enter at
all.

JiHao’s eyes narrowed, "Is immortal Ruan tempting me again?"

Ruan MingChi blushed, but said, "Can't I touch it?"

"Of course you can……"

Ruan MingChi only felt the touch under his palms change and suddenly his ears turned red,
and there was a hint of water in his eyes.

"Wait……”

As the elder of the Xian Mountain in the “Bu Si Liang” sect, Ruan MingChi’s position was
equivalent to the university president of Beijing University and Tsinghua University. His
social status was extremely high, and he didn’t lack in immortal tools.

He took out a refined courtyard, raised his hand and threw it out. A residence appeared
under the towering tree.

The courtyard was no more than two stories high. The downstairs was the dwelling,
upstairs was the study and the cultivation room. In front and in the back of the courtyard
was a medicine field. There were even some melons and fruits planted, with shelves
covered with melon vines.

One could live in this in the wild, and one could also use this to kill people at critical
moments. It was definitely a living at home while travelling and killing…. *cough* Uh, it’s
the best.
Ruan MingChi looked at the courtyard and said, "I know you just woke up, and there are
lots of things you are unfamiliar with. Let’s go into the house and I will tell you slowly.”

Naturally, JiHao would not explain that he knew more about the world than Ruan MingChi.
He got up and entered the house. Of course, it was not as simple as only chatting with Ruan
MingChi.

After all, this was their first close encounter with their real bodies.

That day, in the small courtyard, something uttered a tragic cry.

Later.

JiHao and Ruan MingChi watched the sun rise and the setting of the moon. They planted
flowers and cultivated herbs, refined pills in the cultivation room on the second floor, and
discussed the formations and talismans in the study. They lived in this small courtyard for
three months.

It wasn't until the two people’s feelings were completely restored that JiHao's killing intent
gradually dissipated. Ruan MingChi put away the small courtyard, and the two flew
towards the central continent where the divine court was located.

The Celestial Continent was vast and the structure was stable. JiHao was only able to tear
through the void for a short amount of time. It was better to fly in the clouds and walk
around until another three months later, they arrived at the gates of the gods.

No one knew how the Heavenly Demon entered the palace of the gods that day. When
others found out about it, almost the entire palace of the gods was already destroyed. With
a kick from the Heavenly Demon, the damned king of gods was kicked to death on the floor.

Only then did the three thousand worlds learn that the Heavenly Demon was out, and the
king of gods had changed.

But obviously the Heavenly Demon was not interested in being the king of gods. After
looting the treasures from the king of god’s house, he flew in the direction of the human
world with a person.

Someone recognized that the person next to the new king of gods was the elder of Xian
Mountain of the “Bu Si Liang” sect of the human race, Ruan MingChi.

Much later, “Bu Si Liang” proclaimed to the three thousand worlds that Ruan MingChi, the
leader of the human race, and JiHao, the Heavenly Demon, became a Taoist couple.

Three thousand worlds came to congratulate.

On the day of their wedding, the two of them left behind tens of millions of guests and
returned to Ruan MingChi's residence. The two dressed in their wedding clothes looked at
each other.

JiHao said, "You and I have a long way to cultivate. Every session goes on for a long time.
What are your plans?”

Ruan MingChi smiled and said, "Does MoZun have any thoughts?"

JiHao narrowed his eyes, "In the first world, I had to read books for fifteen years, and I
didn’t even experience falling in love before I was cheated into a ‘transmigration book’.
Shouldn’t you compensate me?”

Ruan MingChi smiled and said, "Okay, you go over first, and this time I will look for you.”

JiHao nodded and was about to move, but Ruan MingChi pulled on his hand and said, "You
can temporarily seal your memories, and this time I will find you, love you, and spoil you,
okay?"

"Good." JiHao closed his eyes, sealed off his memory, and poured his consciousness into the
illusion orb.

Ruan MingChi was one step behind, and before leaving his body, he glanced at JiHao again,
smiled and kissed him on the lips. Then he followed JiHao’s spiritual consciousness and
entered the world of fantasy.

A new relationship started again.

This time, Ruan MingChi was going to spoil JiHao, and love him till death (百岁无忧).

(完)