Super détecteur de fantômes

Chapitre 94

Shen Zhili: "...Such complicated grudges and affections."

Ye Qianqian: "Later, when Su Chenche found out, I fought with him for about two days and two nights, covering hundreds of miles, until we reached the edge of a cliff, where I pushed him off."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Ye Qianqian looked at Shen Zhili's astonished face and smiled, "You should know what happened next. You were the one who saved him after he fell, and then he fell in love with you."

Shen Zhili whispered, "I don't remember..."

Ye Qianqian: "Having known Su Chenche for so long, I know that he has always treated women very well, always polite and never overstepping any boundaries. There are probably only three women who are special to him. If I count as one, then the other is you."

Shen Zhili couldn't help but ask, "And what's the last one?"

Ye Qianqian: "Su Chenche's mother."

Shen Zhili: "..."

Ye Qianqian: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember. Originally, my cooperation with Su Chenche was to help him overthrow the Demonic Sect, but now his only request is for me to take you out safely."

Shen Zhili remained silent for a long time before seemingly exclaiming, "So that means he must be sincere towards me?"

Ye Qianqian: "This is probably the most genuine thing he's ever done."

After a pause, Shen Zhili said, "Why did you tell me..." Although they hadn't known each other for long, she knew that Ye Qianqian was probably extremely proud, so why would she tell her something so embarrassing?

Ye Qianqian turned her face away, her tone stiff: "Just consider it my sympathy for that guy surnamed Su."

She could never forget the expression on Su Chenche's face when she pushed him off the cliff.

Not anger, not panic, not fear, not even blame or hatred, he smiled, opened his arms and fell straight down, his amber eyes empty and lifeless, his expression one of relief.

It's as if, to him, life is something insignificant.

Su Chenche felt resentment towards her.

It doesn't matter if she admits it; during those days when they were known as the number one lovers in the martial arts world, she fell in love with Young Master Twelve Nights.

That's why she was so angry when she found out that Su Chenche didn't like her. Besides feeling betrayed, she was also deeply hurt in her self-esteem. Her life had been too smooth, and there were countless men who liked her, but Su Chenche, the only one she was in love with, dared not like her.

But seeing Su Chenche and Shen Zhili like this now, her resentment gradually faded away. The one she liked was the Twelve Nights Prince who was devoted to Bai Qian, full of affection, and willing to pluck the stars from the sky for her, not the one she liked now.

Su Chenche was merely weaving a dream for her.

Now, the dream is over.

Ye Qianqian put the knife back in its place: "When I find an opportunity in a few days, I will take you out..." She picked up her nine-ringed broadsword again, stepped out the door, "I was the one who brought you to the Demonic Sect's headquarters, so I will naturally send you back. There are still half a month to three months left. Before that, I should be able to keep my promise and bring you back to Huichun Valley."

Chapter 75

Although she didn't know what Ye Qianqian was talking about, Shen Zhili had no objection to leaving.

She has always been easygoing, and this hasn't changed whether she has amnesia or not.

With nothing to do, Shen Zhili found paper and pen and started sketching.

Her painting skills were unexpectedly good. The Su Chenche in the painting was lifelike, as if she had painted him many times before. After pondering for a while, she painted another charming and beautiful man in red. After finishing the painting, Shen Zhili couldn't help but laugh more and more as she looked at it.

Before long, his attention was drawn to a chubby little yellow bird that appeared out of nowhere, and he had a great time teasing it.

The little yellow bird fluttered its wings and kept running outside. When it saw that Shen Zhili was not following, it turned back. After several times, Shen Zhili finally realized that it wanted to take her out.

There were guards outside, and even Ye Qianqian's comings and goings were watched, making it difficult for her to move an inch.

Resting her chin on her hand, Shen Zhili stroked the little yellow bird's fluffy head: "No, I can't get out."

Before she could finish speaking, a shadow was cast from behind her.

Shen Zhili turned around, startled, and took three steps back: "Yu... Yu..."

Yu Lian looked much more haggard, but her gentle expression remained largely unchanged. Pointing at the little yellow bird in Shen Zhili's hand, she said, "Can you give me back my bird?"

Shen Zhili presented the little yellow bird, while warily saying, "You..."

The little yellow bird hesitated for a moment before perching on Yu Lian's hand. Beautiful, exquisitely crafted fingers gently stroked the little yellow bird's body. Yu Lian's expression was serene and gentle, like a kind and harmless young master: "You don't need to worry anymore. Since Qianqian saved you, I won't lay a hand on you again."

Shen Zhili breathed a sigh of relief.

“Some righteous people have infiltrated, and the situation is becoming increasingly tense. Even if I don’t make a move against you, I can’t guarantee that others won’t either.”

Yu Lian smiled calmly, the smile on his face, but his eyes were icy cold: "Also, you'd better pray you don't run into Young Master Twelve Nights. The command I placed in your mind hasn't dissipated yet."

Shen Zhili's mood darkened. She wondered how Su Chenche was doing. His back injury hadn't healed yet, and he was in the Demonic Sect...

But when it comes to Su Chenche, it's not that easy.

That evening, when Shen Zhili saw Ye Qianqian dragging Su Chenche in, her expression was indescribably complex.

Ye Qianqian tossed Su Chenche onto Shen Zhili's bed and said, "Don't you know medicine? Don't let him die." Then she turned and left.

Shen Zhili first shrank to the side, taking away all the things on her body that could kill someone. Seeing that her desire to kill Su Chenche was not so strong, she carefully approached. Su Chenche was in a deep coma. Shen Zhili checked his pulse to make sure he was not in danger of death before carefully unbuttoning his clothes to look at the wound on Su Chenche's waist.

As expected, the injury was more serious. Shen Zhili sighed and reapplied the medicine.

Even after she had treated all of Su Chenche's injuries, Su Chenche still hadn't woken up, so Shen Zhili could only lean against the bedside and look at Su Chenche.

It must be admitted that Su Chenche is quite good-looking.

Shen Zhili stared at him for a long time without getting tired of him. Instead, she found his handsome features, fair skin, high nose bridge, and slightly upturned lips extremely pleasing to the eye, making her want to reach out and touch them.

So... she stretched out...

As Shen Zhili traced Su Chenche's outline with her fingertips, she became slightly lost in thought.

After a long while, he got up, took back the drawing paper and brushes, and carefully sketched Su Chenche's appearance.

As I painted, my heart softened.

...Did she really like Su Chenche in the past?

Recalling Ye Qianqian's words, Shen Zhili put down her pen and paper, rested her chin on her hand, and thought, if Su Chenche also likes her this much, then they are actually in love with each other.

Since you both love each other, then you should be together.

Although her wish to go back and open a small clinic and find a husband to live with her might be dashed, it doesn't seem so hard to accept.

And... as someone who, once she makes a decision, is irreversible, Shen Zhili began to imagine things more deeply.

Su Chenche is so rich, if you marry him, wouldn't all his money be yours?

Thinking of this, Shen Zhili couldn't help but imagine a mountain of gold and silver surrounding her.

With a wave of his hand, he scatters a handful of gold into the sky...

So wonderful...

Shen Zhili covered her face and couldn't help but giggle.

So, as soon as Su Chenche woke up from his coma, he heard Shen Zhili's chilling laughter. He was speechless.

What happened?

Shen Zhili smiled broadly and approached the bedside with concern: "You're awake?"

Su Chenche: "..."

...Zhi Li's sudden enthusiasm made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Shen Zhili tucked the blanket around Su Chenche: "Rest a little longer, hehehehe..."

Su Chenche grabbed Shen Zhili's hand, blinked, and looked slightly confused: "Zhili, what's wrong?"

Shen Zhili turned around and wrapped her hands around Su Chenche's hands, squeezing them tightly, her tone even more concerned: "I'm fine, how about you, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Su Chenche placed his hand on Shen Zhili's forehead, his brows furrowing slightly: "Does she have a fever?"

Shen Zhili took Su Chenche's hand and placed it on her heart, looking at him with eyes that seemed to hold a mountain of gold and silver: "Che, I'm really fine."

Su Chenche: "..."

Why do I suddenly feel a chill down my spine?

After a pause, Su Chenche suddenly reached out and forcefully pinched Shen Zhili's face.

Shen Zhili mumbled, "...What are you doing?"

Su Chenche said with a serious expression, "...How could this be my Zhili? My Zhili is never this gentle. She even calls me 'Che'. It's terrifying..."

...You're terrifying!

Shen Zhili slapped Su Chenche's hand away and said angrily, "If I'm not Shen Zhili, then who is Shen Zhili!"

Su Chenche seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes crinkling into a smile: "Zhi Li, I'm more used to you being like this."

Shen Zhili: "..."

...Is this guy a masochist?

Seeing Shen Zhili staring at him with a blank expression, not saying a word, Su Chenche cautiously moved closer, gently wrapped his arms around Shen Zhili, and sighed softly in her ear with a deep and magnetic voice: "Zhili, it's good that you're alright... I was so worried about you, really, so very worried."

Shen Zhili rested her chin on Su Chenche's shoulder and replied softly, "I know."

...Because, I'm also a little worried about you.

After hugging for a while, Su Chenche gently pushed Shen Zhili away and tentatively asked, "Zhili, what you did just now... did it mean you've accepted me?"

Being asked so directly, Shen Zhili was a little embarrassed and slightly shifted her gaze: "I..."

Su Chenche blinked, full of anticipation: "Then can I kiss you first, Zhi Li!"

Shen Zhili: "Hey, don't push your luck..."

Su Chenche pouted: "I really, really want to."

Shen Zhili's heart skipped a beat, and the roots of her ears turned slightly red.

Su Chenche got up and moved closer to Shen Zhili. Shen Zhili's heart beat even faster. Finally, just as Su Chenche leaned in, Shen Zhili grabbed something from the side in a moment of panic and blocked the two of them.

Stepping back, Su Chenche looked at the drawing paper with his lip print on it: "..."

Shen Zhili flipped the drawing board and discovered that Su Chenche had kissed the lips of the man in crimson robes she had drawn: "..."

"Oh, right." Su Chenche took out a stack of papers from his pocket and handed them to Shen Zhili with a somewhat complicated expression. "These are..."

Shen Zhili took the painting and said disdainfully, "Where did you get this? The style of this painting looks familiar, but the content is almost illogical. It's just for the sake of being funny! But, the one in white looks a bit like you..."

Su Chenche paused for a moment, then said, "...This looks like something you drew."

"Me?" Shen Zhili exclaimed in surprise, "How could that be? How could I possibly draw something so utterly uninteresting!"