Chapter 54: The Ex Is Nowhere Near as Good as the Current
As the magic formation activated, the Child Gu inside his body began to slowly stir.
Feng Shi could feel the Child Gu squirming from his wrist, slowly inching its way up inside his arm.
Zhao Xianyun hadn’t lied; when this Gu moved, it was truly excruciating.
Feng Shi endured it without screaming, breaking out in a heavy sweat. Yet beneath him lay the bone-chilling ice bed. It was truly a torment of fire and ice.
The Mother Gu’s medicinal effects hadn’t kicked in yet, so Feng Shi remained conscious.
Zhao Xianyun set up a barrier around them. His fingers landed on the center of Feng Shi’s brow, guiding the Child Gu’s movement.
He patted Feng Shi’s sweat-drenched cheek, his expression turning serious. “Relax a bit. If it hurts, scream it out.”
Feng Shi gave a slight nod but didn’t make a sound, continuing to endure.
Only when the Mother Gu took effect and the Child Gu settled in the space between his brows did a wave of intense drowsiness suddenly sweep over him.
Right before he fell asleep, he felt Shen Songhe seem to grasp his hand, whispering low in his ear, “Don’t be afraid. We will stay here with you always.”
“Wu…”
A low whimper escaped Feng Shi’s throat. He wanted to respond, but in the next instant, he lost consciousness.
Seeing the breathing of the person on the ice bed grow fainter and fainter, Shen Songhe’s grip on the wrist tightened involuntarily, his breathing becoming rapid.
Opposite him, Zhao Xianyun took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of the boy’s mouth while glancing up at Shen Songhe. He sneered, “If you can’t handle it, leave. It looks like this scene is quite triggering for you.”
“Having me here is enough.”
Shen Songhe didn’t respond to the jab. He continued to stare heavily at the lifeless Feng Shi on the bed, his body trembling almost imperceptibly.
The scene from a hundred years ago overlapped repeatedly with the present. Blood covered the ice bed, then vanished.
Shen Songhe closed his eyes briefly, but the images didn’t disappear; instead, they churned the blood in his heart.
Noticing something was wrong, Zhao Xianyun couldn’t smile anymore. He frowned and asked, “Hey! Are you seriously okay?”
Shen Songhe’s eyes were shut tight, his face exceptionally pale, and the aura around him was turning violent.
Seeing no response, Zhao Xianyun realized the situation was serious. His face darkened. He stood up, circled the ice bed, and pried open the hand Shen Songhe had clamped onto Feng Shi’s wrist with brutal force, gritting his teeth. “I told you not to come! You’re just adding to the mess!”
As he spoke, he looked down and saw that the wrist he had just pried free seemed to be broken. His brows knotted fiercely.
“Tsk! You surname Shen, you really are a disaster!” Zhao Xianyun cursed as he reached out to reset Feng Shi’s bone.
But the moment the curse left his mouth, Shen Songhe opened his eyes.
However, those eyes, usually as indifferent as glazed glass, were now blood-red, staring viciously at Zhao Xianyun.
Zhao Xianyun turned his head, met those eyes filled with killing intent, and his heart skipped a beat. He stopped his hands, incredulous. “You actually developed a Heart Demon!!?”
Gloom radiated from Shen Songhe’s brow. He swatted away Zhao Xianyun, who was holding Feng Shi’s arm, his possessiveness exploding as he roared coldly, “Get away!”
Unfortunately, he was more than one realm lower than Zhao Xianyun. The other man naturally wasn’t injured, dodging steadily to return to the other side of the ice bed.
“You’ve really gone mad. How long have you had a Heart Demon? Does Qiu Changzhou know?” Zhao Xianyun was furious.
But Shen Songhe seemed not to hear him at all, ignoring him completely. His gaze was locked obsessively on Feng Shi’s face, his expression revealing a thick, viscous greed. His fingers traced over the familiar brow and eyes, stroking them ceaselessly.
Zhao Xianyun ground his teeth loudly, warning the currently delirious man: “You should know what you are doing. Touching is fine, but do not make things worse!”
Shen Songhe didn’t even blink. In the next instant, he had the audacity to climb onto the ice bed and lie down, embracing Feng Shi in sleep.
Zhao Xianyun: “……”
Seeing that after climbing up, the man made no further moves—it seemed he wouldn’t do anything inappropriate—Zhao Xianyun turned away slightly and closed his eyes, unable to watch any longer.
Meanwhile, plunged into darkness and pain, Feng Shi was completely cut off from the outside world.
His body felt light as duckweed, drifting in a pitch-black, boundless space, unable to hear a sound.
Feng Shi moved his mouth slightly, and a muffled groan of pain escaped.
Even in this state, he could still feel the agony, just as Zhao Xianyun had said—like ten thousand insects biting him.
Before long, Feng Shi’s consciousness became disordered, like someone who had walked too long in a boundless snowy field and lost their direction.
Fortunately, he still had a System that existed independently of this world.
Qingqing spoke up, finally pulling Feng Shi out of the weightless vortex he was sinking deeper into.
【Wow! Host! Shen Songhe is outside sleeping while hugging your corpse!】
Qingqing revealed its gossipy nature, excitedly sharing everything it saw outside with Feng Shi.
【But he has developed a Heart Demon, sigh. He really is devoted to that senior brother of his.】
Feng Shi, who had just spared some mental energy to feel a little thrill of joy, felt his heart go cold instantly upon hearing this. For the first time, he felt that being a substitute wasn’t just troublesome, it was also somewhat tragic.
【However, being able to be Liu Yi’s substitute seems pretty good too~ At least you can get close to the protagonist~】
Feng Shi: “……”
This was truly…
Adding oil to the fire! Adding frost to the snow! Sprinkling chili powder on the wound!
“Motherf… f*ck… shut up…”
Feng Shi cursed even through the pain, the rims of his eyes red.
Seeing this, Qingqing quickly raised its hands and pinched its mouth into a duck bill, indicating it was wrong.
Feng Shi narrowed his eyes, feeling a sourness in his heart for the first time.
His budding romantic feelings, ah… they were nearly drowned before they could even sprout.
He remembered saying not long ago that he definitely wouldn’t covet Shen Songhe like everyone else in the original novel. He didn’t expect the face-slapping to come so quickly.
Love and hate in an instant—it seems the song lyrics weren’t wrong at all.
Qingqing comforted him: 【The ex is nowhere near as good as the current! You are still young, there is plenty of hope~】
Feng Shi threw a glare its way, but in the next second, his entire face scrunched up in pain.
“Tell… tell me… what’s happening outside…” After recovering slightly, Feng Shi still wouldn’t give up.
Qingqing narrowed its eyes and asked instead of answering: 【Host, are you in pain? If it hurts, not for 9.9, not for 99, but for just 999, you can get the System’s special Pain Immunity Gift Pack! A 99% discount deal, instant delivery! Satisfaction guaranteed~】
“Get lost!”
Qingqing: 【Alrighty then!】
Ten days later, the Child Gu pulsating between Feng Shi’s brows finally went quiet.
In the darkness, Feng Shi felt his body finally settle onto solid ground again, and faint sounds began to reach his ears.
The pain receded, leaving him feeling refreshed.
Feng Shi was conscious, but he couldn’t open his eyes. He could only try to slowly move his fingers.
???
Feng Shi nearly died from the pain!
When he asked Qingqing what was happening, the system replied leisurely: 【Host, don’t worry, it’s just a broken bone.】
Feng Shi raged: “Just?!!”
Qingqing: 【It was done by your dear Shizun, oh. How about it? Do you suddenly feel very happy?】
Feng Shi: “Happy… my ass!”
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