Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 1559 -

"I admit, don’t touch me." Dong Lin grabbed Chuzheng’s hand, "I’ll take responsibility."

Upon hearing this, Chuzheng regretfully withdrew her hand, "So now is Master my person?"

"..."

Dong Lin leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and sighed, "Yes."

No matter how he tries to avoid it, there’s no escaping it—what happened has happened.

Moreover...

Why did he choose her under such circumstances?

In the past, it wasn’t as if he’d never lost consciousness, but nothing like this had ever happened.

Perhaps...

Some things, some people, are just destined.

"I..."

The girl’s face reflected in Dong Lin’s pupils suddenly enlarged; her soft body pressed against him.

Dong Lin didn’t manage to say anything more.

The sound of rain pattering outside echoed in Dong Lin’s ears, leaving his mind completely blank.

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"Was Master pretending to have amnesia or does he truly not remember?"

"I don’t remember." Dong Lin feared Chuzheng wouldn’t believe him, so he spoke more earnestly, "I’m not lying to you."

You won’t be having a split personality, will you?

Dong Lin paused, "But... I later used magic to check, and I know..."

Chuzheng: "..."

You darn well know and pretend nothing happened!!

If I didn’t leave evidence this time, you’d pretend again!

Fine, my card!

Chuzheng calmly asked, "Why did it happen?"

"I just didn’t know how to face you..."

"Not that." Chuzheng replied.

Dong Lin realized she was asking why the previous incident happened.

Dong Lin lowered his gaze, his lips slightly pursed, "You should know, I should have ascended a long time ago."

Chuzheng: "Mm."

Dong Lin: "I can’t ascend, it will never be possible."

Dong Lin’s cultivation went wrong; there is a violent force within him.

The force can only be suppressed through meditation, but sometimes it escapes and controls his body.

Whatever he did during those times, he completely doesn’t remember.

Chuzheng: "Master, have you done those things to anyone else?"

"No!" Dong Lin seemed startled, his speech quickened, "You’re the first."

"You don’t remember, how do you know?"

"The places I go when I lose consciousness are pretty much the same. I checked after waking up..."

He doesn’t do much while unconscious, mostly just finds a place to stay.

That day, he intended to go to the mountain behind Tianjing Peak but unexpectedly ran into Chuzheng in the corridor.

And then...

"Moreover..." Dong Lin’s face flushed red as he spoke against his nerves, "My body can feel it."

So he can guarantee, before this, he hadn’t been with anyone.

"You felt it and you’re telling me you don’t remember!"

Chuzheng exploded.

You liar!

Dong Lin replied quite seriously, "Not remembering and feeling don’t conflict..."

He really doesn’t remember.

He’s not lying.

Chuzheng slammed the table, "You have a point now?"

Dong Lin noticed that Chuzheng seemed genuinely angry—although her face showed no change, Dong Lin had this feeling.

He quickly said, "It was my fault, don’t be angry, let me see your hand."

Chuzheng, while internally brewing countless thoughts, suddenly heard the latter part, feeling inexplicably perplexed, "Why look at my hand?"

"Your hand got hurt, you slapped the table too hard, let me see."

Chuzheng’s hand was mostly healed, but it looked slightly lighter compared to normal skin.

Dong Lin’s fingertip traced her palm, causing some tickling sensation.

Chuzheng impatiently withdrew her hand, "It’s already healed."

She’s not that fragile.

This scratch means nothing!

"Don’t change the subject."

"I... really didn’t know how to face you at the time." Dong Lin sighed, "That’s why..."

He did not intend to deny accountability. Hasn’t he been trying hard to take care of her?

He simply didn’t know how to face it.

Having reached this point, Dong Lin decided to explain clearly to Chuzheng.

Whether Chuzheng believed him or not, she only expressed that she understood.

Their relationship took a substantial step forward, but Dong Lin felt more uneasy, while Chuzheng liked to touch him every now and then.

Each time she acted assertively, matter-of-factly.

Dong Lin instead felt he was overthinking, and Chuzheng didn’t mean anything else at all.

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The rain lasted for two days, so Dong Lin and Chuzheng stayed at the inn. After the rain stopped, they prepared to set off.

Chuzheng had just descended the stairs when someone called out to her.

"Miss..."

The person calling her was the woman Chuzheng had helped a few days ago.

The woman, dressed in a light green outfit, stood there weakly and softly.

Chuzheng glanced at her, not too interested, "Anything?"

She saved her but didn’t get a Thank-You Card, a wasted effort.

"Thank you for your help the other day," the woman’s voice was soft and gentle.

This woman was quite beautiful, the kind that makes one feel pity upon first glance.

But not including Chuzheng.

Chuzheng could only barely muster some pity for those with a Good Person Card.

As for the rest, don’t even think about it.

"No need." Chuzheng replied coldly, "If there’s nothing, move aside."

The woman fidgeted with her clothes, "Miss, I... I have an unreasonable request."

Chuzheng brusquely replied, "Since you know it’s unreasonable, then don’t say it."

Woman: "??"

"Let’s go." Dong Lin descended from above, seeing Chuzheng standing there, he called her.

The woman followed the sound to look over, her beautiful eyes instantly showing a hint of amazement.

The man stood tall like jade, dressed in white like snow, his features clear and elegant, seemingly like an Immortal Monarch from the Immortal Mountains.

How can there be such a handsome person?

As the woman watched Chuzheng walk over, the man reached out to touch her head, but Chuzheng unwillingly avoided it.

Standing there, the two seemed perfectly matched.

"Miss..."

The woman saw Chuzheng and Dong Lin preparing to leave and immediately stepped forward to catch up.

"Miss, could you trouble you to take me home? I’ll compensate you." She spoke to Chuzheng, but her eyes were fixed on Dong Lin.

Dong Lin, except for the first day he came, avoided people when coming and going, so this woman hadn’t seen him.

Chuzheng discreetly blocked Dong Lin, "Why should I help you?"

The woman weakly pleaded, "Miss, you’re a good person, please help me. If I leave this inn, those people won’t spare me. As long as you take me home, my father will generously reward you."

Those people lingered outside the inn; they didn’t dare come in as long as Chuzheng stayed.

If they knew Chuzheng left, the woman knew she’d surely be captured again.

"I don’t need money." I’m a good person and you still haven’t given me a Thank-You Card, huh?!

This is just taking advantage of me!

"I know, Miss cultivates." The woman quickly said, "My father has other things, he won’t let you suffer."

"Not interested." Chuzheng pulled Dong Lin along, "Master, what are you looking at?"

"Hm?" Dong Lin looked down, "Nothing, let’s go."