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Chapter 36
Author: 甜画舫 (Sweet Painting Boat)Tags: Supernatural, Devoted Love, All-Around Popular, Modern Setting
After all, during the time Tang Yu entered the nest earlier, the players had already tried every method they could think of — burning it with fire, cutting it with a chainsaw, blowing it up with explosives, or even biting it with their own mouths…
Through their repeated destruction attempts, the players discovered that this nest was extremely sturdy and almost impossible to destroy from the outside.
Only the shadows and paper dolls sent by Shen Junxing and Li Sheng were able to leave some traces of damage on the exterior of the nest.
“Wait! What’s that sound?!”
At that moment, cracking sounds suddenly came from inside the seemingly indestructible nest.
The players either went on high alert or jumped around like restless monkeys. The cracking sound grew louder and louder, spreading from inside to outside like falling dominoes.
The nest, which had withstood so many outside attacks, was now being destroyed from within.
It was as if a knife had gouged a hole in a heart. A trace of bright red slowly overflowed from within the nest tangled with dead vines…
That was Tang Yu, slowly walking out from the wreckage.
The wide hem of the wedding dress dragged along the ground like broken, powerless butterfly wings — unable to fly, existing only as a beautiful burden.
All the noisy, chaotic sounds of the outside world vanished in this instant. The players stood there as if collectively muted, staring blankly at Tang Yu.
Those gazes were far too intense, especially for someone as sensitive as Tang Yu — each look felt like a needle stabbing into his skin.
In the past, even one or two gazes from players had made Tang Yu want to hide, to curl up in darkness and corners.
But now, he simply stood there quietly, his face utterly expressionless.
He used to feel fear, awe, envy, and countless other complicated emotions toward these players, like an NPC staring at the protagonists of a game.
Now, those blue eyes looked at no one. Everyone in his field of vision seemed to be covered by a blurred filter, no different from the pitch-black background.
Everything around him seemed unreal.
Only the feelings in his heart became increasingly real.
In the hollow chamber of Tang Yu’s heart floated a kind of suffocating gloom that seemed to swell.
People say the stomach is an emotional organ. Ever since Yu Gu said “Eat it while it’s hot,” his stomach had felt bloated, as if filled with some gas that kept expanding.
How could Li Sheng have a house in Shuangxi Village?
Was the yin-yang master Shen Junxing mentioned before — the one invited from outside the village — actually Li Sheng?
Tang Yu felt that his head was still muddled, his thoughts dull and slow. For a brain that wasn’t very smart to begin with, this was like adding frost on top of snow.
He vaguely felt that something wasn’t right.
Why had Li Sheng and Shen Junxing both come to this tiny place like Shuangxi Village? And what exactly was going on with the strange disease in the village?
But right now, what he needed to think about first wasn’t that — it was tonight’s lodging problem.
“Mimi, do you want to say hello to Master Xiao Yu?” Shen Junxing lifted one paw of the black cat in his arms and waved it at Tang Yu. A troubled smile appeared on his handsome face. “Mimi is very affectionate. She likes to cling to people and sleep together at night, but I don’t like sleeping with pets.”
The small black cat cooperatively opened its mouth and let out a long, sweet, coquettish meow.
Alright, first thing: rule out staying with Shen Junxing.
Of course, this wasn’t the cat’s fault. Sleeping with a kitten was definitely a plus.
But the human part deducted far too many points. Even the cutest kitten couldn’t make up for that.
“Ding dong!”
Tang Yu didn’t use much strength.
He had never stepped on fallen leaves or flowers since childhood. He always avoided pedestrians and kept a distance from everyone, even deliberately avoiding stepping on other people’s shadows.
Now, through the clean white healer’s robe, his foot landed on Shen Junxing’s back. Starting from his fragile ankle, he applied force all the way to his toes.
Shen Junxing stiffly knelt on the ground, completely motionless.
Amidst a faint rustling sound, Tang Yu withdrew his foot and said without sincerity or acting skill, “Ah…”
“I stepped on you by accident.”
A muddy shoe print appeared on the white healer’s robe.
Shen Junxing lowered his head, pushed up the frame of his glasses, and said in a hoarse voice,
“It’s my honor.”
…What a strange reaction.
Tang Yu turned his head.
By the moonlight and the glow of the white lanterns, he could barely make out Yu Gu’s silhouette in the darkness and those light-colored eyes.
But he could see only that much.
The finer changes in his expression, the freckles on his wheat-colored skin, the little curl that always fell over his forehead — he couldn’t see any of that.
If there had been bright light at that moment, Tang Yu would have seen Yu Gu’s gaze twisted with jealousy and hatred. He was staring straight at the mark Tang Yu had left on Shen Junxing, as if wishing that the person who had been stepped on were himself.
Damn it! He’d seen it clearly! The moment his wife stepped on him! Shen Junxing’s red pupils had dilated!
He was so excited that his eyes still hadn’t recovered, which was why he’d been keeping his head down, not daring to look directly at his wife.
“Yu Gu, I can’t see anything.”
A gentle, harmless voice called Yu Gu back to his senses.
Yu Gu met those moist blue eyes — so beautiful and so fragile, full of dependence on someone else.
“Can you help me check whether I dirtied Shen Junxing’s clothes?”
The heart that had been burning with jealousy felt as if it had been soaked in deep blue water, bubbling out happy little bubbles.
Being trusted by his wife felt so good.
He wanted to be his wife’s guide dog for life!
“Okay!” Yu Gu snapped back to his senses, jumped out of the car, and quickly walked over to Shen Junxing. His tall body blocked Tang Yu’s view, as if he were carefully checking, then he reported seriously:
“Not dirty!”
Tang Yu blinked slowly. “Is that so?”
“Yep!” Yu Gu nodded hard.
Scared him to death! How did I forget to wipe my wife’s shoe just now?! Good thing my wife can’t see anything!
The blue eyes moved to the intelligence stat panel above Yu Gu’s head.
[Intelligence: 5]
Intelligence 5 — the same as his.
Very stupid.
Shen Junxing and Li Sheng were both very smart. Maybe Shen Junxing had deliberately cleaned his clothes and then lied to Yu Gu to make him say that.
That must be it, right?
…
It had to be.
“Wife, I’ll carry you!” Yu Gu stretched out his hands toward Tang Yu, eager to pick him up.
“No need,” Tang Yu said softly. “My feet were probably numb just now. I can walk by myself now.”
In the past, Tang Yu felt like he only had a beautiful outer shell, but inside he was thinner than thin, emptier than empty — a gust of wind could blow him away.
But what about now?
A breeze came from afar, stirring the red tassels and gorgeous hem of Tang Yu’s clothes. He suddenly realized that the tassels on the half-crown were obstructing his view, so he raised his hand, removed the ornate half-crown from his head, and casually tossed it onto the ground.
Gasps seemed to rise from the crowd.
That gorgeous and complicated wedding dress also restricted his movements. So Tang Yu lowered his eyes and quietly pulled the dress off his body.
After stripping away the beautiful finery, he was left with only his usual shirt and black pants — ordinary to an extreme.
As those useless external things left him, his body felt lighter. Or perhaps it was the gas in his stomach filling his entire chest cavity, making him feel like an overinflated balloon — just one gentle breeze, and he could soar off a high cliff.
Tang Yu raised his eyes. His gaze swept over those blurred, indistinct faces and quietly looked toward the rolling mountain lines in the distance, and the rising sun behind them.
Mist shrouded the mountains, and soft, hazy light dyed the clouds a pale gold, driving away the heavy darkness.
Tang Yu lifted his head and looked at the beautiful sunrise.
The golden sunlight fell on his face. Even the sun seemed to favor him, as if coating him from head to toe with a golden outline — beautiful to the point of illusion.
Everyone stared at Tang Yu under the morning light. That beauty so sacred no one dared to look directly at, nor make a sound to disturb, seemed as if the person before their eyes might fly away like a butterfly in the next second.
Those butterfly-wing-like eyelashes lowered.
Tang Yu withdrew his gaze, and the blue eyes filled with dawnlight looked toward the players from afar.
“I need help.”
He asked for help.
He didn’t state a task, nor offer a reward — and yet, with just that one sentence, he shattered the strange silence among the player group.
A wave of commotion broke out. The players all charged forward, scrambling to get in front of Tang Yu to volunteer.
Whether they were players who had never been interested in him, or ones who had once harshly complained about him — now every single one of them had eyes burning with fanaticism, as if they were Tang Yu’s die-hard fans, willing to go through fire and water for him.
“Just give the order!!!”
“Tang Yu, are you trying to get divorced?! I can help with that!!”
“……”
Even though these players usually spouted obscene jokes and called people “wife” nonstop, strangely enough, when facing Tang Yu’s completely unobstructed face, not a single player called him “wife.”
Instead, they called him “Tang Yu” properly — even a little shyly.
“Please give me a pair of shoes,” Tang Yu requested.
The wedding shoes were the only item he hadn’t taken off yet.
If Tang Yu tried to find shoes himself, he could probably stumble around this village and eventually find a wearable pair, but players were clearly more efficient.
Sure enough, the very next second after Tang Yu made the request, a player rushed forward from the crowd holding a brand-new pair of shoes and shouted:
“I HAVE SOME! Tang Yu! It’s your size!”
Other players: “?”
How the hell do you know Tang Yu’s shoe size?
Tang Yu looked at the size, then gave the player who had fought his way through the crowd a small smile.
“Thank you.”
The paper doll who had been sweeping also silently raised its head, staring straight at the slender figure of the young man in the center of the mourning hall.
Another tear fell, dropping onto the floor.
The portrait’s gaze followed that tear downward, and its eyelids slowly lowered — until they fully closed.
The entire mourning hall became extremely quiet. Only the faint sounds of the paper dolls cleaning remained.
Tang Yu was truly terrified. In his heart, he kept counting the time, confirming that once he had stayed the final remaining minute, he would no longer be able to endure this torment and would leave quickly.
The two paper dolls were still cleaning.
One paper doll walked over to the spot where Tang Yu had stood silently not long ago. Using its green robe, it wiped the surrounding area.
When it wiped a small patch of tear stains, the paper — which no amount of water from the players could soak — was suddenly softened and ruined by that single tear.
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