Chapter 34, Memorial Service
Chapter 34, Memorial Service
Yan Xi opened her eyes to a ceiling that was all too familiar to her.
Her muscles tensed as she sat up straight on the bed, then immediately relaxed.
The date is displayed on the electronic clock on the wall.
"It's the weekend..."
She threw herself onto the bed again.
Since being forcibly taken to Yinfu Entertainment and becoming a trainee, I haven't had this much free time in a long time.
Trainees don't get any rest. Only after Cheng Chen arrived did they rediscover the long-lost double weekend break.
The recurring dreams that lasted all night left her feeling dizzy.
That happened yesterday afternoon.
After practice, Yan Xi didn't greet Cheng Chen or anyone else. She simply picked up her backpack and headed to the lounge.
Stay away from Cheng Chen, stay away from Cheng Chen.
For the past two weeks, she has been constantly reminding herself that he is a demon, a cunning, evil, and cruel monster, and cannot be trusted; her sister is a cautionary tale.
But the more she thought that way, the more time she secretly watched him.
Especially when he was having a pleasant conversation with Lingxia, when he was fiercely scaring Zhulei, when the president came to visit the set and was affectionate with him...
Yan Xi didn't know what was going on, but for the first time in her life, she felt an uncontrollable urge to pay attention to someone.
This emotion seemed to override reason.
The only time they truly spent together was that afternoon when he accompanied her to investigate the demon criminal group.
"...Well done. We can start trying two-layer construction next week, but you still need to be more focused when you're flying."
"No problem, producer! You've taught me so much, how about I treat you to dinner tonight!"
Yan Xi leaned quietly against the wall, listening as Ling Xia and Cheng Chen walked away around the corner.
Her chattering, lark-like voice mingled with his occasional gentle laughter, making one feel uneasy.
This scene kept repeating itself in my dreams, lasting all night.
The weekend morning was unusually quiet.
After waking up, she was finally able to lie there without thinking about her worries, letting her mind and body relax.
Ding.
The phone screen lit up; there was a new message.
Swipe up to unlock, and the chat window will appear.
[Drawing: What should I do? What should I do? There's only one week left, I'm so nervous!]
[Lu: What's wrong?]
[Artwork: Did you forget? Next week is Matsuri Ranran's concert! I'm so lucky to have received a ticket personally given to me by my idol, I'm so excited I can barely sleep!]
Yes, it's gotten to this point.
Yan Xi suddenly realized.
[Lu: Why don't you go with Tanuki?]
"Li Hua" is the nickname of another friend of Shen Caihua. She had just sent the message when the next message popped up almost simultaneously.
[Drawing: If you stand me up, I won't talk to you for two months!]
Finally, here's a meme of Hakimi looking angry.
Yan Xi raised her finger, ready to type, when the phone rang.
"...Feed?"
"Lulu, haven't you been feeling down these past few days? Just go and clear your head. Trust me, all your worries will disappear after seeing Song Lanlan's concert. She's just that infectious!"
Shen Caihua's ever-energetic, loud voice rang in my ears.
"In short, you're not allowed to make any more excuses to refuse, or I really won't talk to you anymore!"
Without giving Yan Xi a chance to speak, the phone call ended.
The girl stopped in her tracks, staring blankly at her phone screen, now black.
"Why do these people just talk to themselves without caring what others think?"
Yan Xi muttered to herself, suddenly wanting to curl up and bury her head in her knees.
……
Even under the brightest sunlight, a cemetery cannot conceal its somber atmosphere.
The hillside is covered with tombstones, and there are hardly any pedestrians in sight.
"Sure enough, that guy came this morning."
Several simple new graves were arranged in an inconspicuous corner, and the paper flowers scattered in front of the tombstones were obviously placed by Jiang Fei. Only the two of them had this habit.
After talking to himself, Cheng Chen randomly chose one of the graves and placed a symbolic flower in front of it.
He stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and bowed his head slightly for several seconds to mourn.
Footsteps were heard from the narrator. Cheng Chen opened his eyes and saw Qian Yinyin.
"uncle."
After confirming that it was a face she had seen before, the girl approached and greeted her politely.
Cheng Chen's lips twitched: "Call me brother."
"oh."
Qian Yinyin was very obedient. "Why did my brother come to give my mother flowers?"
This is the cemetery of the victims killed by the demons in the previous fake disaster relief hospital incident, including Qian Zhen, who is Qian Yinyin's mother.
"...It's just a personal habit."
Cheng Chen didn't offer much explanation.
Ever since becoming a demon, he has used this method to constantly remind himself.
Those victims affected by supernatural power, the weak who died in battle, the strong who were careless due to negligence... one tombstone after another, one desolate grave after another, if they could not master the power, they would only end up like this.
He is not strong enough yet; he needs to become stronger.
So that I don't end up like those buried here.
"Thanks."
Qian Yinyin looked at him earnestly and thanked him.
Cheng Chen was taken aback, then chuckled, "Why are you thanking me?"
"Did my brother avenge my mother in the end?" Qian Yinyin said calmly, looking at the tombstone, as if it hadn't happened to her. "Although it was understandable that she died, I'm still sad, so thank you."
Cheng Chen was not involved in the final cleanup that day.
I vaguely heard Jiang Fei mention some things, such as that all of Lu Kai's underlings and subordinates died, but he himself survived and is currently working as a sewing machine operator in Chengnan Prison. According to his confession, the Public Security Bureau has shut down several similar dens, but the mastermind behind them has not been found.
The investigation was moved into the shadows, and the incident was publicly classified as a common demon crime, which was quickly resolved.
As for Qian Yinyin, he never saw her again.
"I don't deserve your gratitude." Cheng Chen pulled his hand out of his pocket. "In a sense, I'm just as despicable as your mother... except I'm much better than her, that's all."
Qian Yinyin tilted her head, it was unclear whether she understood the sentence.
Cheng Chen didn't say anything more and turned around.
"I'm leaving."
"Okay." Qian Yinyin nodded obediently. "Please give my regards to Sister Yan for me."
Cheng Chen waved his hand without turning around.
He had seen too many orphans affected by supernatural events since he transmigrated, and his empathy had long since disappeared.
He's not strong enough; he can't even protect himself. How can he be qualified to sympathize with others?
Excessive sympathy is nothing but a hindrance.
Unless one day I reach the end of the magical path and possess the power to truly attain peace.
Only through hard work...
As Cheng Chen slowly descended the steps of the hillside, he stopped in the middle of the path.
"Come out."
A person emerged from behind the landscape trees in the cemetery behind, accompanied by the rustling sound of fallen leaves being crushed underfoot.
A girl dressed and aged similarly to Yan Xi stood there, wearing ordinary sportswear and a simple bun hairstyle.
"I didn't mean to peek."
Before Cheng Chen could speak, she began to explain.
His senses swept over her entire body, easily detecting the faint magical fluctuations hidden deep within her.
Cheng Chen frowned slightly but remained silent.
He recognized the little mouse that was hiding in the shadows, eavesdropping.
She is Rose, a magical girl belonging to the [Kaleidoscope Prison] who appeared during the previous battle against the "Disaster Beast - Blue Crocodile".
……
FYN