After AFK for five years, I returned to be number one in the entire server.

Above the deep crater created by Kamiya, three figures floated in mid-air.

At the bottom of the deep pit, Kamiya had completely stopped breathing.

Saya Igarashi did not lift a finger; she died on her own.

If the Igarashi family were to personally end the life of a Celestial-ranked Chen-level cultivator, it would be tantamount to forging a deep-seated enmity between the Igarashi family and the Celestial-ranked realm. Even with the protection of the Divine Sword, this would only be possible in specific areas.

The Igarashi family's businesses are vast, and it's impossible for them to take care of everything. So, even though they hate the Heavenly Rank, they still have to leave some room for maneuver.

Lin also informed him that Song Jing had been taken away by the Igarashi family and should be safe.

The three immediately returned to Tokyo city and then parted ways, with Zhao Qishan heading alone to the Igarashi family.

On the streets of Fusang at night, a cool breeze wafts through the air, and a thin mist hangs between the somewhat crowded, low-rise Japanese buildings lining the streets.

The asphalt road was wet, and the puddles reflected the lights of the convenience store on the street corner, as well as the red paper lanterns swaying in front of several izakayas that were still open.

Lin Ye and Gu Qingxin walked side by side along the quiet street. A night breeze blew by, and several cherry trees that had bloomed early swayed slightly. Pink and white petals fell from the branches, fluttering in the air with the wind, and finally fell helplessly to the damp and cold ground.

Lin Ye's gaze occasionally drifted over the low Japanese-style buildings along the street. His original intention was to find Gu Qingxin and ask her about the truth behind those scenes.

Even though the person is right beside me, the questions seem strangely stuck in my throat, unable to be uttered.

The image of Shen Yi lingered in his mind. On the day he left Ningchuan, Shen Yi stood in the entrance hall of the rented apartment, her thin figure exuding unease.

There was also the memory of her busy in the kitchen at home in Linhai City, wearing the apron Zhou Qiaoyun handed her, and the warmth of her kneeling in front of the sofa at midnight, pressing her cheek against her chest.

These tangled and confusing thoughts caused Lin Ye's usually calm and composed face to show a slight deviation.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a rare look of helplessness and a touch of awkwardness typical of his age.

On the quiet street, Gu Qingxin suddenly laughed out loud. The laughter was very soft, and it sounded especially gentle in the cool night breeze and falling petals.

Lin turned his head to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Gu Qingxin slowed her pace, her clear gaze falling on Lin Ye's face, a hint of a smile still lingering on her lips.

"Your expression just now was like in the game, um, the kind of expression you make when you encounter something difficult to handle... You're becoming more and more like yourself in the game." She tilted her head.

Being stared at by Gu Qingxin with such a smile made Lin feel unusually uncomfortable. The last time this happened was when Shen Yi mentioned that she had applied a new lipstick.

The soles of their shoes made a slight scraping sound as they stepped on the wet asphalt.

After a somewhat long silence, Lin stopped and finally asked the question.

"Our relationship isn't as simple as you said before, is it?"

Gu Qingxin stopped upon hearing this, the smile on her lips slowly faded, and she returned to a state of tranquility, quietly watching Lin Ye.

After a while, she smiled again and asked Lin Ye, "What did you remember?"

Lin didn't beat around the bush and directly told him about the scene that had been bothering him for days.

"I remember an old castle, with many villagers scattering flower petals around it, and we held our wedding inside."

The surrounding air fell completely silent at this moment, with only the occasional sound of a car driving over the puddles and the soft rustling of the breeze through the cherry blossom canopy.

Gu Qingxin looked at the young man before her, her gaze seemingly piercing through years of time, landing on that long-gone era.

After a moment, she looked into Lin Ye's eyes, her voice still gentle: "If it's true, what will happen to Shen Yi?"

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As dawn broke, the first rays of spring sunlight pierced through the curtains of the rented room, casting a faint glow inside.

Shen Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, her gaze still showing signs of fatigue from working overtime late into the night.

Lin Ye only left for a little over a day this time, but in Shen Yi's heart, this originally warm and cozy little house seemed to have become very cold and desolate, and every minute and every second felt incredibly long.

She rubbed her slightly messy long hair, sat up from the bed wearing a thin, soft nightgown, and slipped her fair feet into slippers.

Pushing open the bedroom door, the air in the living room carried a hint of morning coolness.

Shen Yi suddenly stopped. In the dim light, Lin Ye was sitting quietly on the slightly worn fabric sofa.

His gaze was lowered, fixed on the floor, as if he were lost in thought.

"You're back?"

The weariness in Shen Yi's eyes vanished instantly, and surprise burst forth in her clear pupils.

She ran over quickly, like a bird that had found its home, and threw herself into Lin Ye's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

The familiar warmth enveloped him, and Lin Ye's body stiffened slightly before he reached out and gently embraced her.

Shen Yi's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled back to normal, and she quickly sensed that something was amiss.

Although Lin Ye usually doesn't show much expression, he was unusually silent today.

"What happened?" Shen Yi stepped back slightly, her slender fingers gently resting on Lin Ye's shoulder, her eyes filled with concern as she looked at Lin Ye's face.

"I'm hungry, can you make me something to eat?" His voice was gentle.

A bright and charming smile returned to Shen Yi's face. She leaned forward and kissed Lin Ye's cheek with her rosy lips.

"Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."

She cheerfully agreed, slipping on her slippers, her white nightgown outlining her alluring curves, and hurriedly turned and ran towards the kitchen.

The dappled sunlight fell on her busy yet graceful figure, and soon the soft clattering of pots and pans echoed from the kitchen.

Shen Yi habitually scooped out a small half bowl of rice. Usually, the two of them would cook some white rice porridge for breakfast, along with a small dish of pickled vegetables that they bought on sale at the supermarket. It was both affordable and good for their stomachs.

However, she then thought that cooking porridge was too slow, taking at least half an hour.

Lin had just said he was hungry, and the thought of that tired-looking figure on the sofa having to wait so long made Shen Yi feel that the white rice porridge in her hand had no appeal whatsoever.

She poured out the water from the rice rinsing basin, put the rice aside, and turned to open the refrigerator door.

In the refrigerator's crisper drawer, there was a bag of sliced ​​toast, along with sausages and eggs that I had just bought from the convenience store yesterday.

Shen Yi picked out two larger eggs and then took out a ham.

She moved nimbly, even humming a little tune.