Transmigrated into the cannon fodder younger sister of the uke in a BL novel

Just then, a very faint sound came from behind.

Wen Qing's heart tightened, and without thinking, she pushed Lin Zhiyan away and turned to rush to the bedside.

Unfortunately, Wen Fan did not wake up. He only tilted his head slightly, moved his lips a few times, and then fell back into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Wenqing's eyes dimmed, and she leaned over the bed, staring at his face as if to confirm whether he was about to open his eyes.

Lin Zhiyan ignored her earlier rejection, took two steps closer, looked at the girl's worried profile, paused for a moment, and said, "He won't wake up that quickly. The effects of the sedative last a long time; it will be at least until tonight."

After he finished speaking, he added, "But you don't need to worry too much. Your brother has been too tense and overworked. Resting more now will actually be better for his health."

Wen Qing paused for a moment, then realized what Lin Zhiyan meant by "the body is too tense".

After she went missing, her brother must have been very worried, probably searching for her day and night.

So it's certain that her brother became like that because she went missing.

Thinking of this, a subtle pain welled up in her heart.

Seeing that she still didn't speak, Lin Zhiyan assumed that she was still worried, so he took another half step closer and spoke in a softer voice.

"Really, that's what the doctor said, I'm not lying to you."

Wen Qing felt a cool, refreshing scent emanating from him, and felt a little awkward.

She wasn't ungrateful. Perhaps her brother really hurt him, but he didn't hold a grudge against her and treated her the same as before.

At the same time, she deliberately ignored the kiss that smelled of blood.

However, she dared not let him get close again like before.

She slowly and clearly realized that Lin Zhiyan did indeed have other feelings for her.

It might not have reached the point of liking her, but that kind of intriguing yet dangerous attention was enough to make her wary.

Perhaps it's just a temporary novelty; as time goes by, it might slowly fade away.

So she didn't need to ruin their relationship.

After thinking it over, Wen Qing took a light breath and moved half an inch to the side without making a sound. She said politely.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for your concern. I was a bit rash just now, please don't take it to heart."

Lin Zhiyan looked at her, a very faint change appearing in her eyes.

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He could certainly tell from her awkwardness and politeness, and even from the distance she was intentionally creating.

He narrowed his eyes, not exposing his lie, but simply asked, "Would you like to rest a little longer? I'll have someone prepare another guest room."

"No need," Wen Qing shook her head, "I want to stay here with my brother."

"He won't wake up anytime soon, so there's no point in you staying with him."

"Then I'll just wait."

She insisted.

Lin Zhiyan looked at her for two seconds and didn't press the matter further: "Okay, but if you're tired, you can rest in the next room. There's no one in that room."

Wenqing nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said thank you.

Lin Zhiyan paused at the door, turning to look at her: "If you need anything, you can ring the bell."

This time, Wenqing didn't say thank you, but just gave a soft "hmm".

Seeing that she was no longer as aggressive as before, but instead quiet and somewhat distant, Lin Zhiyan didn't say anything more.

He was still injured, and the doctor had specifically instructed him to rest.

But as he walked to the door, he suddenly turned back, reached out and gently rubbed her head. The movement was very light, carrying a hint of indulgence that he himself was unaware of.

Wen Qing froze, her ear tips instantly turning half red.

By the time she came to her senses and wanted to glare at him, he had already left, leaving her only his back and the gently closing door.

Wenqing gritted her teeth at the door, but ultimately didn't chase after them, feeling both annoyed and angry.

This guy really knows how to take advantage of others; he's almost become a scoundrel.

As Lin Zhiyan stepped out of the room, the smile on her lips gradually faded.

The corridor was dimly lit, and he walked slowly down it with a calm expression.

But then he couldn't help but raise his hand and look at his palm.

I recalled the feeling of my fingertips touching the top of her head just now—soft and fluffy, like stroking the fur of some small animal.

The faint scent of the girl's hair seemed to linger in his palm.

After a moment, he slowly closed his palms, and at the same time, the restless person inside him became unusually calm.

It turns out that just a little bit of sweetness is enough to calm him down.

A hint of mockery flashed across Lin Zhiyan's eyes. She was actually satisfied with just this little bit of contact.

What an idiot!

But this is good, at least I'll know how to deal with him in the future. Otherwise, that guy would keep threatening to come out, which is really annoying.

He couldn't help but scoff inwardly.

But the next moment, he couldn't help but recall the girl's embarrassed and angry glare at him, her face flushed, yet she insisted on pretending to be calm and composed, like a cat that had been provoked.

A slight ripple of emotion stirred within him.

The light at the end of the corridor reflected off his glasses, casting a cold white glare.

He stood there for a moment, then slowly lowered his eyes.

……

After Lin Zhiyan left, Wen Qing sat down by the bed and quietly watched over Wen Fan.

On the surface, she was focused on watching her brother, but in reality, she was already communicating with the system in her mind.

She asked, "System, do you think the world's consciousness is still within me?"

The system replied, "It's gone. After the illusion dissipated, it separated from its host."

"Where did it go?"

"I'm sorry, host, my permissions are insufficient, so I cannot detect it."

After a moment of silence, Wen Qing asked, "Will something like this happen again?"

After thinking for a while, the system cautiously replied, "Probably not."

It paused for a moment, as if it wanted to say something but then stopped.

She asked tenderly what was wrong.

The system hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know why, but I feel that it has become much weaker, and the energy fluctuations are very strong, especially after you broke through the illusion, it's as if some core support has been removed."

Wen Qing paused, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Why is that?"

The system remained silent for a moment: "I'm not sure. Logically speaking, the energy of the world's consciousness shouldn't weaken so easily, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless a crucial node in this world is destroyed."

The system said, "For example, an important character dies, or a plot that was supposed to happen is completely erased. Speaking of which, Gu Qin almost died before, and it was you, host, who saved him with the prop..."

Does a near-death experience weaken the energy of world consciousness?

The system paused for a moment, then said, "...Possibly? But all of this is just my guess, I can't be completely sure. But what I can be sure of is that after this, it will be difficult for it to affect the host like it did before in the short term."

After listening to Wenqing, she didn't say anything more.

She looked down at Wen Fan's peaceful sleeping face, her fingers gently brushing away the stray hairs that had fallen across his forehead, her gaze deep and unfathomable.