Ying Chen's voice was exactly the same as the man's voice in his memory.
Wen Yu realized for the first time that this voice was so familiar that it was almost engraved into the marrow of his soul.
He raised his eyes to Ying Chen in astonishment, looking at the extremely handsome face in front of him with suppressed gloom, he wanted to recall more memories.
But the chaotic memory that seemed to be opened, as the soul of the evil spirit dissipated, the misty smoke dissipated immediately. The distant memory fell into a pale blank again.
Ying Chen's fingertips caressed the corners of his red eyes, and his tone was worried and anxious: "What's wrong with you? Did you get bitten by that thing?"
The cool touch of the fingertips slid over the thin skin around the eyes, Wen Yu was agitated, and hid his body back: "I, I'm fine."
Only then did he realize that his and Ying Chen's hands were still clasped together, and because of his unsteady standing, the weight of his whole body was pressed against Ying Chen's arms.
It's the gesture of being embraced.
In the memory of growing up in this life, the teenager who had never had such close contact with anyone felt embarrassed.
He quickly let go of his hand, pushed Ying Chen away and stepped back to stand firm.
Ying Chen's fingertips slid across the back of the young man's hand as he let go, until the young man stood two steps away from him, his palm resting in the air, as if yearning for the last touch of the young man's warmth.
"Are you okay?" He asked in a low voice.
"It's all right."
Wen Yu looked away, pointed at the boy's stiff body on the ground as if looking for a topic, and asked, "What's wrong with him? It doesn't seem like he was the one just now."
Ying Chen: "Even him, don't you remember?"
Wen Yu was at a loss.
Ying Chen: "His name is Lin An, and he is your servant. He died to save you in his last life."
"You begged me to resurrect him and give him life. But I couldn't find his soul, so I had to maintain his body for thousands of years for you."
millennium!
Is this body the human body of a thousand years ago, or did he die to save himself
Wen Yu was surprised, and looked at the stiff boy on the ground again: "Then, can he still be saved?"
Ying Chen's eyes were dark: "A body without a soul can't last more than two days. Over the years, I had to infuse Lin An's body with a soul, so that I can give you an explanation when I see you again."
"And that thing just now is like this. It was loyal and obedient when it was by my side and sent him to take care of you. But I didn't expect that he would suddenly go crazy and break away from Lin An's body to attack you."
Ying Chen's voice became cold: "However, this kind of thing will never happen again."
Wen Yu realized one thing from Ying Chen's words.
Ying Chen didn't realize that the reason for the evil spirit leaving Lin An was because of his body, but because he used the talisman paper.
In other words, when Ying Chen couldn't see him, he actually had no way to monitor him.
And in the Taoist temple, he could know that he used talisman paper because Huang He did the method for Chen's clothes. As for the fact that he went to the police station to make the police suspect Ying Chen's identity, Ying Chen didn't notice it at all.
Wen Yu speculated secretly, and tried guiltily against the faintly rising surprise: "Then why did you rush over to save me just now?"
Ying Chen: "I have a contractual relationship with that thing, and I could sense that he left Lin An's body privately. So, I rushed back to check the situation. Fortunately, I came in time."
His low voice concealed lingering fears. He wanted to reach out to touch the scar on the young man's neck. He raised his hand, and then lowered it after seeing the young man's vigilant posture.
"Don't be afraid, no one will dare to touch you in the future."
Wen Yu was not afraid, he was simply pleasantly surprised.
This incident made him realize that as long as he stays away from Ying Chen's sight, he is free.
He suppressed this surprise in his heart, pretending to be calm and asked: "Excuse me, can I go to school?"
Ying Chen didn't answer, glanced at the unmoving breakfast on the dining table, and sighed imperceptibly: "I'll see you off."
"Need not!"
Wen Yu hurriedly refused: "I, I can go by car."
Ying Chen looked down at him: "So unwilling to be with me? Afraid of me?"
Wen Yu pursed his lips and remained silent.
The wariness in his eyes silently explained his answer.
Ying Chen snorted: "It's really the same as when I first met me in the last life, avoiding me everywhere."
"never mind."
He smiled wryly, slowly stretched out his hand towards the young man, and gently tapped the tip of his slender index finger on the young man's forehead: "Don't forget what you promised me."
"After school, remember to go home."