0p0 Chapter 346: To me, you are the only real person in this world
Chapter 346: To me, you are the only real person in this world
Chapter 346: In this world, you are the only one who is real to me
"Are you stupid?"
Ye Wuhen stared at her without moving his eyes.
"If I didn't consider you my friend, would I have entrusted you with such an important task?"
Ye Wuhen twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "It seems that I am a little stupid and unaware of it."
Jiang Yueyang was still a little uncomfortable hearing him admit so straightforwardly that he was stupid.
She tucked him in and said, "Okay, have a good rest. I'm going back."
Seeing her turn to leave, Ye Wuhen immediately reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Don't go."
Jiang Yueyang lowered her eyes and looked at the hand on her wrist. Something was about to come out.
As a result, Ye Wuhen's voice interrupted her thoughts, "I caught a cold because I was trying to help you. You have to be responsible for me. At least wait until my fever subsides before leaving. Otherwise, what if I really go crazy with the fever?"
"Pretentious." Jiang Yueyang sat down in front of the bed. "How could your body be so fragile, having practiced martial arts since childhood?"
Ye Wuhen shrank his neck and said, "Do you know how long I chased that guy in the cold wind? That guy can run fast."
"You won't be able to catch up with him?"
"I can easily catch up with him, but I'm trying to avoid the other guy. Ahem, ahem!"
Hearing him cough, Jiang Yueyang hurriedly said, "Okay, stop talking and close your eyes to rest."
"then you……"
"I won't leave until your fever goes away."
Ye Wuhen was satisfied, "Jiang Yueyang, I want to drink some more water."
Jiang Yueyang stood up and poured him some water. After he finished drinking the water, she took out a novel and sat in front of the bed to read it.
Ye Wuhen stared at her profile for a while, then called out softly, "Jiang Yueyang."
"Yeah." Jiang Yueyang responded casually.
"To me, you are the only real person in this world."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang paused in her movement of turning the pages of the book.
She put down the book and turned to look at him, "Ye Wuhen, when did you become so sentimental? Have you really lost your mind?"
As she spoke, Jiang Yueyang reached out and covered his forehead.
Compared to Ye Wuhen who was in a high fever state, Jiang Yueyang's hands were considered cool.
Ye Wuhen froze, not moving a muscle.
"The temperature seems to be getting higher." Jiang Yueyang withdrew her hand and asked tentatively, "Do you want to take another fever-reducing pill?"
One breath...two breaths...three breaths...
"Ye Wuhen?"
Ye Wuhen came back to his senses, "Take another fever-reducing pill, are you afraid that I won't die?"
Jiang Yueyang choked, "Alright, you still have the energy to confront me, it seems like nothing serious happened."
Ye Wuhen snorted proudly.
Seeing this, Jiang Yueyang picked up the book again and said, "Ye Wuhen, stop imagining so many nonsense."
After a moment, Ye Wuhen hummed in a muffled voice.
"Go to sleep."
***
On the other hand, after leaving the palace, Lu Yunting couldn't wait to tell Jiang Yueyang that Emperor Yuan agreed to grant the marriage.
But when he got back, he learned that she had already left for the inn to play with him.
So he decided to wait until she came back to tell her. Then he went to the stall owner who was selling lanterns.
Because he promised to make a hundred lanterns for the stall owner himself, he was able to buy the lantern that Jiang Yueyang liked.
At this time, he was conscientiously making lanterns in the backyard of the shop.
"Sir, I made this plum blossom cake myself." The girl said shyly, "Do you... do you want it..."
"I already have a loved one."
Lu Yunting interrupted the girl coldly without even raising his eyelids.
***
Two hours later, Ye Wuhen woke up and felt much lighter and his fever was gone.
Suddenly, he remembered something and looked around. Then, he saw Jiang Yueyang sleeping on the couch.
He smiled slightly, threw back the quilt, got out of bed and walked over.
Ye Wuhen knelt on one knee in front of the couch, looking at Jiang Yueyang's sleeping face gently.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and her pink lips were slightly pursed, making her look like a lazy kitten.
He couldn't help but reach out and gently brush away a strand of hair that was scattered on Jiang Yueyang's cheek.
Jiang Yueyang seemed to sense something and frowned slightly. Ye Wuhen looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.
At this moment, the system sighed beside my ear, "The host's peach blossoms are blooming so vigorously."
Ye Wuhen pretended not to hear it and murmured softly in his heart, Jiang Yueyang, I'm glad you are here.
A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yueyang slowly woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Wuhen sitting in front of the couch, reading her novel seriously.
Ye Wuhen keenly heard the sound of her waking up and said, "Jiang Yueyang, it turns out that you girls all read novels that make your faces blush and your hearts beat faster."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Yueyang suddenly remembered that the novel began with a very erotic description of a sex scene.
Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly reached out to snatch the novel back. The next second, the novel disappeared.
Ye Wuhen looked at his empty hands and couldn't help but chuckle.
Jiang Yueyang coughed awkwardly, "How do you feel? Is your fever gone?"
"I don't know." Ye Wuhen smiled and put his face in front of her, "Do you want to touch it?"
Jiang Yueyang raised her hand and pushed his face aside. "Seeing you look so energetic, I guess you are fine."
After she finished speaking, she threw off the blanket and got off the couch.
"I'm going back."
"Aren't you hungry? Do you want to eat something before going back?"
Jiang Yueyang blinked, "Okay."
Afterwards, Ye Wuhen called Canglang in and told him to go out and buy food.
Soon, Canglang bought the food.
Jiang Yueyang asked while eating, "Ye Wuhen, what kind of person were you before?"
"Me? I'm just an ordinary college student."
"How did you get here?"
"I'm not sure either. I just remember falling asleep in the library and waking up in this world."
"So, you are a soul-transmigrating person."
Ye Wuhen looked at her, "What about you? How did you get here?"
Jiang Yueyang replied calmly, "I died. Then, Xiaogua used his power to allow me to be reborn into this world."
"So... you can't go back, right?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang put down her chopsticks, slowly raised her eyes and looked at him, "Ye Wuhen, do you want to go back?"
Ye Wuhen looked at her in silence.
Jiang Yueyang asked: [Xiaogua, do you have a way to get him back to his original world?]
[Ye Wuhen didn't die in that world, he just lost his soul and fell into a deep sleep. As long as his soul returns to its place, he can return.]
How can I return my soul to its place?
[I don't know about that. Perhaps... he will return to his original world without realizing it, just like when he came here.]
Jiang Yueyang frowned, [Can we just wait for a miracle?]
At this time, Ye Wuhen picked up a piece of food for her with chopsticks and chuckled, "What are you thinking about? The food is getting cold."
"Miracles are a luxury." The system's voice followed, "Host, how long can a living dead person live? Will he wait for a miracle first, or will death come first?"
Jiang Yueyang was stunned.
After hearing what the system said, Ye Wuhen seemed relieved.
He put down his chopsticks and pinched Jiang Yueyang's face. "Don't think about it. I'm not going back. This place is actually quite good. Look, I'm not only a martial arts expert, but I also have such a handsome face."
"Narcissism."