Chapter 847: Chapter 827: Jimo Cheng’s Sorrow
Drying my hair doesn’t mean I won’t catch a cold. Luo Qianqian still sneezed in the bathroom, cursing the cold weather with rain mixed with snow. Even with the car’s heater on, it was still uncomfortable.
"Caught a cold?" Fang Youyuan asked worriedly, walking in after hearing her sneeze. "Should we visit the hospital or take some medicine?"
Luo Qianqian gently shook her head, rubbing her head. "I’m fine. I’ll feel better after some sleep when I get home. How is senior brother?"
"Still the same." She glanced at Jimo Cheng sitting motionless on the bed, and a pang of sadness crossed Luo Qianqian’s face.
Walking softly to Jimo Cheng, she hugged his head, "Senior brother, don’t be sad. I’m here, the elder brother is here, and Grandpa Kong is here too."
"Yes, if something happens, we’ll figure it out together. What’s the use of sulking alone? Isn’t it painful?" Fang Youyuan also frowned at the unresponsive Jimo Cheng and sighed, "Don’t be so pessimistic, okay? The elder brother is here too if anything happens."
Jimo Cheng wrapped his arms around Luo Qianqian’s waist, his whimpers escalating into sobbing.
Unknowingly, Luo Qianqian’s sweatshirt became drenched with tears.
She gently patted Jimo Cheng’s back, saying nothing, quietly accompanying him.
After exchanging glances with Elvis, Fang Youyuan kept silent, watching the scene.
Outside, the rain was falling rhythmically, and time seemed frozen in their motionless stance, until only Jimo Cheng’s steady breathing could be heard.
Luo Qianqian paused a moment, then turned to look at Fang Youyuan.
Fang Youyuan scribbled two lines on a nearby paper: "He won’t sleep long, hang in there."
Luo Qianqian blinked lightly, then turned back, her hand never stopping its gentle rhythm on Jimo Cheng’s back.
Fang Youyuan sighed, sitting beside Elvis, watching Jimo Cheng peacefully asleep in Luo Qianqian’s embrace.
Fortunately, the uncomfortable position woke Jimo Cheng up soon. He looked up, noticing Luo Qianqian’s concerned eyes and the wet patch on her chest.
He quickly released her waist, "I’m sorry."
Luo Qianqian gently shook her head, "Senior brother, are you okay now?"
"...I’m fine." It took Jimo Cheng a moment to realize what Luo Qianqian was asking, his eyes revealing sorrow.
"Jin Nian, drink some water." Fang Youyuan handed a steaming cup of white water to him, his face full of concern, "Take a shower first, to avoid catching a cold."
Jimo Cheng obediently downed the water in one go, then staggered into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.
The sound of water was occasionally punctured by heart-wrenching cries, as the three outside remained silent.
"Elder brother..." Luo Qianqian looked at Fang Youyuan, her face full of worry.
Fang Youyuan lightly shook his head, "Some things we can’t help with. He has to slowly work through it himself."
After an uncertain amount of time, the sleet outside gradually turned into light snow, then regular snow, before Jimo Cheng re-emerged.
Coming out, he looked directly at Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian froze for a moment, quickly speaking first, "Senior brother, don’t mention canceling the engagement. I’m already backed into a corner."
The Gongyang Family was in front, and offending the Jimo Family would have dire consequences.
Jimo Cheng showed a hint of helplessness, "When did I say I wanted to cancel the engagement?"
"Huh?" Luo Qianqian looked at Jimo Cheng in surprise. Then what was his serious expression about?
"I meant we should continue investigating." Jimo Cheng’s eyes were full of determination, "Now that Dad’s gone, as his son, I have a responsibility to uncover the truth and bring justice for him. Besides, if I don’t protect Jin Yuee, how can I face the Luo Family?"
With Fang Youyuan’s puzzled expression, Jimo Cheng pulled him down, recounting what he’d seen earlier, stopping at the mention of the Ice Coffin, which stunned Fang Youyuan.
Then he sneered, "If it’s really a bloodline issue, shouldn’t you also be a subject of study? It clearly has nothing to do with genetics."
Jimo Cheng nodded, "But from their conversation and what we’ve seen, they certainly appear to be studying blood."
"They might be researching the medicinal properties inside the body." Luo Qianqian thought out loud, "I know about the Stay-Young Elixir."
Jimo Cheng looked at Luo Qianqian with surprise.
Luo Qianqian bitterly smiled, "That’s a benefit, but as far as I know, Uncle’s should actually have been given to Aunt." She pursed her lips, bitterly smiling again, "Mine hasn’t been given to me yet because I’m too young and might eat it impulsively. They’re waiting until I’m fully grown to give it to me." It’s written in the ’Rules’, despite being a benefit, the distribution requirement is to be over twenty years old.
Jimo Cheng and Fang Youyuan had already learned some things from Grandpa Kong, so they weren’t surprised. However, the three of them were amazed that Elvis showed no surprise at all.
Elvis had a very calm expression, listening to the three talk without interrupting.
Luo Qianqian gave him a deep look but didn’t press him. On one hand, it’s a test, and on the other, she wants to see his purpose in this investigation.
Jimo Cheng stayed silent, then looked towards Fang Youyuan, "You remember better than I do, senior brother, in the past..."
"Are you stupid? How old was I twenty years ago? What could I know? I wasn’t around ten years ago either." Fang Youyuan cut Jimo Cheng off before he could finish, shrugging helplessly.
Thinking carefully, it made sense. Twenty years ago, Fang Youyuan...was just born.
"As for the timing, I know it." Luo Qianqian blinked at Jimo Cheng, "But I don’t remember the location being mentioned."
"You know the timing?" Jimo Cheng was shocked.
Luo Qianqian nodded, "The book Fifth Yan gave me mentions it. It’s a winter break thing."
"So, there are still two months left?" Fang Youyuan’s face showed a trace of seriousness.
Jimo Cheng nodded, "Seems like we have work to do before then."
"Fortunately, I’ve graduated already, or watch you struggling alone." Fang Youyuan rolled his eyes at Jimo Cheng, his concern undiminished.
Elvis nodded, "Let me know if you need anything, I’ll truly help with whatever I can."
Listening to this, Fang Youyuan turned to look at him, "Speaking of this, I’m quite curious about who you really are."
Elvis smiled, boldly removing his mask, a thin layer of silicone, "I’m Elvis."
Luo Qianqian gazed at the layer of silicone with amazement, "This is awesome, where did you get it? Could you get me one?" Clearly trying to lighten the mood, brushing off any help in hiding previous matters.
