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She originally intended to leave upon hearing the noise, but when I called her name, her movement paused for a moment. I saw her stop and jog over, and upon closer inspection, it really was Qianqian.
The time since I last saw Qianqian was the same as with Chitaki; I didn't have much of an impression of her, only knowing that she was a Zombie who liked Molin. However, Molin's master wanted him to kill her, and now she was here, likely sneaking in.
"Did you come to see Molin?"
She shyly nodded. I continued, "Three days. If Molin can get through this, things will be like before."
Qianqian's drooping eyes suddenly lifted, her pure black irises filled with uncontainable joy. "Really?"
"Really." I didn't want to lie to her, so I said directly, "But if he doesn't have the will to survive, he will still die."
"No, I believe he will live," Qianqian paused for a moment, stepped closer to me, and looking at the tightly closed door ahead, she timidly said, "I have a way to wake him up."
My eyes lit up as I stepped forward and took her hand, asking eagerly, "What method do you have?"
"A life for a life."
"No way." The moment I heard those five words, I immediately rejected it. "Qianqian, I know you like him, but love is not about sacrifice."
Qianqian was taken aback and stared at me for a long time as if she wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. It wasn't until footsteps approached from ahead that she withdrew her hand from mine. "Anxin, I'm leaving now."
As soon as Qianqian left, Chitaki came around the corner from the front carrying a tray with food on it. "I couldn't find you in your courtyard, so I figured you were here. Come eat something!"
She placed the tray on the stone table in the courtyard. We sat down together to eat. Although Chitaki brought food for me, she also brought a jug of wine for herself.
"Do you drink like this all the time? Aren't you afraid of alcohol poisoning?"
"Better than not drinking and dying," Chitaki replied, taking a gulp and shaking her glass with her fingers pinching it. "Has Qianqian been here?"
"Yeah." I didn't hide it; Qianqian couldn't control her aura, and even after she left, the scent lingered heavily in the air.
"Actually, Qianqian could directly save Molin, but Senior Brother won't allow it."
"Why not?"
"The reason Qianqian is entangled with Molin isn't just because of their past acquaintance; it has to do with Molin's background."
" Molin's background?"
I put down my chopsticks, feeling that this conversation sounded familiar, as if I had heard someone mention it before, but I couldn't recall who.
"Yes."
Chitaki poured herself another glass from the wine jug. The wine was fragrant, a floral aroma wafting through the air, intoxicating enough that someone who didn't drink would feel dizzy just from the smell.
"To be precise, there is a blood pact between them, established for survival when Molin was just born."
A gentle breeze blew by, and I knew Chitaki had more to say, so I quietly continued eating while waiting for her to elaborate.
"When Molin was born, he was unlike any other child. He didn't cry or fuss; he simply opened his eyes and looked around. Those eyes were strikingly intense, with an exceptionally pure spiritual energy. Such infants are extremely rare. But Senior Brother said his vitality was very weak; a child like that was destined not to survive. The only way to save him was to form a blood pact with a long-lived species. At that time, Molin's parents had finally conceived a son after much difficulty. His mother suffered greatly and nearly died from excessive bleeding during childbirth, so for them, Molin had to live. Because their family owed a favor to Senior Brother and due to Molin's pure spiritual energy, Senior Brother selfishly decided to save him. However, he traveled far and wide without finding a species that was both controllable and long-lived until he met Qianqian, an innocent Drought Demon who knew nothing of the world."
"Seeing a Zombie like Qianqian was a first for my senior brother, so he felt a bit guilty about what he did at that time. However, if he didn't act, Molin would die. On the night of the Lunar Fifteenth, my senior brother used the blood of Qianqian and Molin to establish a Blood Contract Array, transferring Qianqian's long-lasting vitality to Molin, ensuring that Molin could live on, while Qianqian fell into a deep slumber. Everything was fine at first, but the existence of the blood contract was eventually discovered, which directly led to Molin being harmed. In desperation, my senior brother separated half of his soul. The existence of the blood contract was already an act against fate, so my senior brother has always regretted it. Perhaps to make amends, he ordered Molin to kill Qianqian, as only then could Molin completely break free from the blood contract."
"But many things in this world do not proceed according to a predetermined pace; too many unforeseen events exist. Molin was hurt time and again, and Qianqian saved him repeatedly. Some things, even if one tries not to pay attention to them, will still exist in their interactions. Qianqian liked Molin, and after realizing their entanglement, she proactively mentioned to my senior brother that she wanted to sacrifice herself for him, but my senior brother refused stubbornly."
"Why?"
After hearing Chitaki's words regarding Juechen's actions towards Qianqian and Molin, I felt unqualified to judge anything. Everyone has their own uncontrollable fate, and these will all contribute to the trajectory of destiny until the end arrives.
"Because of the journey to the underworld, Molin's future changed. Even if Qianqian sacrificed herself, it wouldn't necessarily save Molin." Juechen's voice echoed from behind me as I stood up from the stone bench. He waved his hand and walked slowly in, letting out a heavy sigh. "It was my mistake back then; if it weren't for that decision, perhaps Molin wouldn't have encountered so much suffering. He could have reincarnated and embraced a new life, and Jian Rou wouldn't have died so early."
"No." I shook my head in denial. "If it weren't for your decision, our fates would have changed as well. Your one decision brought us together as friends; it is the path arranged by heaven. Qianqian will not die, and Molin will live on. Even if the road ahead is difficult, at least there will be no regrets."
"There will be no regrets."
Juechen murmured this phrase, and the sorrow on his old face finally transformed into calm acceptance. His small yet bright eyes sparkled with life. "You truly possess this understanding."
"I don't know about understanding." I gazed straight ahead; the weather today was splendid, with brilliant sunlight illuminating everything around us as if peeling away the gloom and lifting spirits. "Because I believe firmly, I will not change."
Juechen stared at me in a daze for a while before coming back to his senses. He stroked his long beard and laughed heartily. "The power of a Verbal Contract is indeed extraordinary."
"Eh?"
I didn't quite grasp his meaning, but Juechen said no more and left. Chitaki finished his jug of wine and departed as well.
Since I had to report to the Su Family on Monday, we didn't have much time left and decided to leave on Sunday instead.
"Tomorrow is the last day; there will definitely be good news."
Jun Chong ruffled my hair. "You have faith, so there's no need to waver."
After a night of rest, I was ready to report to the Su Family early on Monday morning. However, as soon as I arrived at the entrance of Su Group, I ran into Lin You. She rushed over to me, exclaiming, "Why are you only arriving now? You can't be late on your first day!"
"It's you who came early!"
Su Ziqian was very reliable and had already arranged everything for me. I entered the design department of the Su Family. Since I had just graduated and lacked practical experience, I started as a design assistant. Lin You and I studied the same major, so we were in the same department.
The employees at Su Family were all very friendly, but they were somewhat aware of the relationship between Lin You and Su Ziqian, as well as my connection with Lin You. Therefore, they treated me well. By the end of the day, I had only familiarized myself with my surroundings. The Design Director gave me a week to acclimate before an assessment.
When I returned home, Taotie had prepared a feast for me. Since Lin You had come over to join us for dinner, there was even more food. "I'm going to change clothes; you can start eating."
I turned back to my room and noticed that Jun Chong was not there. There was also no news from Shizui. My heart raced with anxiety, but I managed to suppress my impatience and had dinner with Lin You. It wasn't until she left that Jun Chong finally appeared.
"Jun Chong, how is Molin?"
"He’s awake."
Those two simple words were the best news I could have hoped for, completely easing my anxious heart. I happily hugged Jun Chong's neck, radiating joy that I hadn't felt in a long time. "I told you he would wake up; he definitely would! Can we go see him this weekend?"
"No." Jun Chong ruffled my hair again and pulled me onto his lap, playing with my hair. "I need to focus on recuperating. Qiongqi is still missing; I must find him before the fifteenth and break the seal."
"Do you need my help?"
Qiongqi, like Tao Wu, is one of the ancient Four Great Beasts, but it is even more difficult to tame than Tao Wu. I don't know how much Jun Chong has lost in spiritual energy; I'm just afraid he might get hurt.
"It's fine. As long as you take good care of yourself, that's the best help you can give me."
Since he was so insistent, I didn't argue. Every day, aside from work, I would go home to keep him company. Watching Jun Chong meditate was monotonous, but for me, it felt like a blessing.
A week passed in the blink of an eye. I learned about Molin's situation from Shizui and Chitaki. Although Molin had awakened, he seemed like a different person, becoming increasingly silent.
I suppose it's understandable. If I had gone through his life experiences, I wouldn't be the same either. All I hope for is that he can remain safe and sound.
"Anxin, do you know why Xiaoqian hasn't come to work?"
Xiaoqian is a colleague who sits across from me; she is also a design assistant who started working a week before I did. Recently graduated and full of energy, she gets along well with both me and Lin You.
I shook my head. "I don't know; she didn't tell me."
The Director looked displeased as he threw a folder onto my desk. "When she arrives, have her come to my office. I want to see what she's been working on."
I glanced down at the folder; it contained designs that the Director had asked Xiaoqian to work on. She had revised them several times but they still hadn't passed approval. I felt a sense of worry; the Director seemed particularly irritable today.
At that moment, Designer Brother Rong rushed in from outside, panting heavily as he addressed everyone. "Xiaoqian is dead! She was swallowed by a monster!"
With a loud thud, my pen fell from my hand onto the desk. I hadn't seen any signs of death on Xiaoqian; how could she be dead?
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