GRMFBS CH128

A row of question marks popped up in the group.

Happy Guessing Game: [[Impossible! Absolutely impossible!]]

Happy Guessing Game: [With Deep Shadow’s mental condition, what right does he have to possess love?]

Happy Guessing Game: [I don’t even have it!]

Love Eating Pineapple Buns: [I don’t either.]

Too Lazy to Pick a Screen Name: [I don’t either.]

Waltz: [I don’t either.]

The single dogs in the group refused to believe that Deep Shadow had been saved by the magic of love.

If it weren’t for the Gossip System, Zhan Yan wouldn’t have believed that Deep Shadow’s dog-like temper could possess love either—he had repeatedly confirmed it several times back when he first read this piece of gossip!

Approaching Science: [I speculate that he met a mysterious healing-type big shot.]

Book of Secrets: [Can we know who it is?]

Tu Yue thought this speculation was quite reliable. If Deep Shadow had a way to heal himself, he wouldn’t have delayed it to that extent.

Furthermore, the information Tu Yue knew was more detailed than the others. Given Deep Shadow’s fluctuating state, it didn’t seem like it was achieved by a certain item or medication, but rather more like someone had been by his side providing timely treatment.

Approaching Science: [I can’t find anything.]

Approaching Science: [You guys can try.]

Happy Guessing Game: [Even you can’t find anything?]

Too Lazy to Pick a Screen Name: [What level of big shot must this be!]

Approaching Science was universally recognized in the group as having extremely strong ability to break through information interference. If he could find information on Deep Shadow but couldn’t find any on that healing-type big shot, could the other party’s strength be even greater than Deep Shadow’s?

Pure White Jigsaw: [@Chewing a Big Melon Have you ever heard of such a healing-type big shot?]

Chewing a Big Melon possessed wonderfully broad information in the group, often knowing many obscure and mysterious rumors.

Chewing a Big Melon: [Never heard of one.]

Chewing a Big Melon: [Could it be a big shot living in seclusion away from the world?]

Waltz: [How did Deep Shadow dig out a big shot secluded to this extent?]

Love Eating Pineapple Buns: [I’m more curious about how he got such a big shot to help him.]

Too Lazy to Pick a Screen Name: [Could it really be because of love?]

Chewing a Big Melon: [The big shot fell in love with Deep Shadow at first sight?]

Happy Guessing Game: [No! I don’t believe it!]

Pure White Jigsaw: [Following Gua Gua’s speculation, Deep Shadow must be exceptionally good-looking.]

Chewing a Big Melon: [《Shocking! The Top Superpowered Individual Wanted by Three Factions is Actually a Super Beauty!》]

Zhan Yan found watching their speculations and headcanons quite amusing. He didn’t know if Deep Shadow was good-looking or not, but he was definitely a love-struck fool. Judging from how he hurriedly called his partner last time, he was probably head over heels.

Powerful healing-type big shots had always been rare species, capable of saving lives at critical moments. Everyone was quite interested in the person who could heal Deep Shadow, but since no one could find anything, they could only guess wildly.

Chewing a Big Melon: [Perhaps the healing-type big shot had long sworn off the chaos of the human world, but was moved by the tormented yet resilient Deep Shadow, thus breaking the oath to heal him, and from then on their relationship deepened day by day out of control…]

Waltz: [A beauty-loving hermit divine doctor accidentally picks up a beautiful, strong, and tragic big shot. Healing type, love at first sight, strong pairing, a match made in heaven…]

Happy Guessing Game: [Ahhh, I’m not listening, I’m not listening, I’m not listening!]

Happy Guessing Game: [@Waltz Don’t you lack a partner too?]

Happy Guessing Game: [Traitor!]

Waltz: [But I love shipping them.]

Chewing a Big Melon: [I love shipping them too.]

Pure White Jigsaw: [I love shipping them too.]

Zhan Yan felt their imaginations were quite large, and it was quite fun to ship. Once they had shipped enough, Zhan Yan took the opportunity to release another piece of information.

Approaching Science: [I actually know another person related to Deep Shadow.]

Book of Secrets: [Who?]

Approaching Science: [The Monster Doctor.]

Book of Secrets: [That player in Infinite? Didn’t he die?]

Approaching Science: [He’s not completely dead; he’s an anomaly now.]

The entire group was shocked by this news.

Happy Guessing Game: [Can a living person even turn into an anomaly?!]

Approaching Science: [It’s not necessarily true that he’s still alive.]

Zhan Yan watched their reactions. He knew Deep Shadow hadn’t looked for anyone else to investigate the Monster Doctor. Really, shouldn’t you mobilize the masses to fight an enemy that endangers society? Deep Shadow was being pretentious, not seeking others to investigate together just because he felt their abilities were lacking. He had been so preoccupied with worrying about his parents’ identities being exposed a while ago that he forgot about the Monster Doctor. Today was a good time to get everyone to help investigate.

Because their interest in gossiping about Deep Shadow was at its peak, the group immediately went to investigate the Monster Doctor together.

This guy was quite hard to investigate; even now, Zhan Yan’s search for him still resulted in a bunch of [Loading…].

While chatting in the group, Zhan Yan suddenly caught a whiff of a fresh, moist scent of grass and trees. The lights in the dorm had already been turned off, and nothing could be seen. Zhan Yan subconsciously reached out and grasped a warm hand reaching over from the other bed near his head, holding a scent-diffusing wood block that hadn’t yet been placed by his pillow.

Caught completely off guard, Gu Jiancheng’s entire hand stiffened. Zhan Yan felt his fingers curl slightly; he paused for two seconds as if at a loss, then tried again to place the diffusing wood by his pillow.

It was already past Zhan Yan’s usual bedtime. Perhaps he was a bit tired from returning to school today, or maybe his disrupted biological clock was acting up; Zhan Yan wanted to lean in and sniff the scent of grass and trees…

Did essential oils smell different when diffused through different mediums? Zhan Yan didn’t know much about this, but he felt the scent this time was different from what he usually dripped himself. It seemed to have passed through the warmth of another person’s skin, and the scent it emitted was also tinged with warmth, like a summer sun shower sprinkling all over his blankets on a cold late winter night.

He leaned closer in the dark, his slightly cool nose tip touching the soft skin on the side of the wrist, his lips accidentally brushing past the knuckle of a pinky finger. Zhan Yan blinked, opened his mouth wanting to say something, but the inside of his lips directly bumped into spread fingers.

That hand yanked back abruptly as if startled. The old dorm bed let out a creak, the scent-diffusing wood rolled to the edge of the bed and bumped against the wall with a clack, and the sound of someone turning over came from the bed across the aisle.

Zhan Yan lay motionless on his bed, and he felt the person near his head was also motionless. Both of their heartbeats quietly accelerated in the silent night.

Zhan Yan reached out and retrieved the scent-diffusing wood. The wall was cold, but the diffusing wood still carried a residual warmth. Zhan Yan held it under his nose, closed his eyes, and another summer rain showered over him. “Goodnight,” he mouthed silently.

Gu Jiancheng withdrew his hand. He felt as if the lingering sensation of that slightly cool touch still remained on his wrist, and on his pinky too. Not knowing how to position it, he finally just curled it gently. His heart pounded endlessly, an unusual feeling of unease; it had been a very long time since he last experienced this sensation.

Gu Jiancheng felt he had a very good reason to be uneasy. Although Zhan Yan had always delayed the matter of meeting the parents before, his attitude back then was closer to distress, like a small animal retreating when stepping down the stairs for the first time. So Gu Jiancheng could pester and wear him down until Zhan Yan agreed. Now, when meeting the parents was brought up again, Zhan Yan’s attitude had become anxious.

Anxiety meant there was a problem. Gu Jiancheng thought wildly for a long time, not knowing what the problem was, making himself frustrated and distracted, and finally decided to go out and fight some anomalies to vent his anger. But maybe he had killed anomalies too ruthlessly last year; even now, there was no news of any anomalies in Beiling City. Gu Jiancheng didn’t think his deterrence was that great; he hadn’t left a mark, and it wasn’t like every anomaly had a brain. It must be that the people investigating anomalies had abilities that were too poor!

Gu Jiancheng decided to go find Approaching Science.

Approaching Science didn’t come online all night.

Gu Jiancheng: …

Why go to sleep so early?!

The next morning, Zhan Yan woke up feeling refreshed. Upon turning over, he felt something pressing against his cheek. Pulling it out to look, it was the scent-diffusing wood Gu Jiancheng had slipped him last night. Zhan Yan placed the scent-diffusing wood into the hanging basket at the head of the bed, intending to wake Gu Jiancheng up. Seeing that his eyes were still closed, Zhan Yan suddenly remembered that his own schedule had been adjusted earlier during the holidays, and Gu Jiancheng should still be sleeping soundly right now. Should he not wake him?

As Zhan Yan was hesitating, Gu Jiancheng suddenly opened his eyes, and Zhan Yan couldn’t help but reveal a smile. The moment Gu Jiancheng opened his eyes, he saw Zhan Yan looking at him with crinkled eyes. Zhan Yan pointed a finger towards the space under the bed, then pulled back and got out of bed to wash up.

The other two in the dorm weren’t awake yet, so Zhan Yan and Gu Jiancheng didn’t speak. They exchanged a few hand gestures, got dressed, washed up, and went out.

“No running for morning exercise today. I learned a few sets of fitness exercises from others; we’ll practice these from now on!” Zhan Yan said. Gu Jiancheng agreed: “Okay. What kind of fitness exercises?” Zhan Yan listed them for him first: “Baduanjin, Wuqinxi, Yijinjing, Tai Chi…” Gu Jiancheng couldn’t help himself: “Did you join some senior fitness group?” Zhan Yan: “Pretty much, I met a lot of old seniors.”

Gu Jiancheng’s ability system and the traditional cultivation of this world were completely different paths, and he didn’t know which one to choose either.

Because they woke up so early, the sky wasn’t fully bright yet, and there was no one else on the sports field. Zhan Yan stood beneath the grayish sky, his breath turning into puffs of rising white vapor, the slightly curly strands of hair by his ears swaying gently. It was just the two of them.

Gu Jiancheng suddenly felt his heart slam violently. “I want to learn all of them, is that okay?”

His eyes were burning again, two bright black orbs, even brighter than the morning star that hadn’t fully set behind him. Zhan Yan was captivated by these two stars, the white vapor of his breath pausing for a moment. “Okay,” he said, only realizing how incredibly soft his voice was after speaking, and hurriedly added, “Why do you want to learn all of them?” “I want to learn everything you know.”

Zhan Yan felt like he was about to burn up in the morning chill. “Then let’s learn all of them. Which one do you want to learn first?” Zhan Yan asked. “You decide,” Gu Jiancheng said.

Zhan Yan decided to start with Yijinjing first. The name of this exercise set sounded the most impressive. He demonstrated a move, and Gu Jiancheng followed along. Wherever he wasn’t standard, Zhan Yan would correct him.

Halfway through their practice, an old professor wearing a training uniform stopped beside them. Right next to their school was a family housing compound; many old professors had been allocated houses in the school early on and lived there with their families. Many elderly people had the habit of exercising in the morning, coming to the school’s sports field to exercise when they had nothing to do in the morning. They had seen young people doing morning exercises before, but young people usually just ran, did stretches, squats, and the like; it was rare to see them practicing martial arts.

Before long, another white-haired old man stopped beside the old professor, and the two acquaintances started chatting.

“Old Lu, look, what is this student practicing?”

“Unclear, I haven’t seen it before.”

“It’s not Tai Chi, anyway.”

The two waited for a gap and interrupted to ask: “What are you practicing here?” Zhan Yan: “Yijinjing.” “Yijinjing? Isn’t that from martial arts novels?”

At this time, another old professor walked over: “Sigh, you don’t understand this, do you? There was originally a set of exercises called Yijinjing; martial arts novels used it later!”

“Do you understand this Yijinjing?”

“I don’t, but things passed down are definitely better than running and plaza dancing.”

They were all very interested in this legendary Yijinjing, and asked Zhan Yan: “Can you teach us how to practice it?” Zhan Yan readily agreed.

Gu Jiancheng: …My private time for two!