He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 182 After Raising Ghosts, I Choose to Lie Down (Part 15)

"Where's the gold paper I put on you?"

"threw."

The counselor paused for a moment before speaking.

Wen Yan didn't know what to say, so he added, "How about... you give me another one, no, I mean, I'll buy another one from you?"

He knew that offerings were required for performing rituals.

Wen Yan, who was just about to put another sticker on him in class tomorrow: Fine, it would be stupid not to make money.

The next day, she took the talisman to the office, only to discover while putting it up: "This talisman was never thrown away."

"What? I definitely took it off."

The counselor was dumbfounded.

Wen Yan tore off a piece of dark blue paper, the burning sensation struggling to penetrate the resentment covering Jiang Yu.

It's a stubborn big guy.

Wen Yan used a bit of force to completely peel off the paper, and the soft light that had been obscured by the counselor was gradually revealed as dark clouds dispersed.

"The teacher has finished putting them up, I'm going to class now."

"go Go."

Wen Yan concealed his hands as he left the office, closed the door, and quickly pulled the silent Jiang Yu towards the school gate.

There was no time to attend class; Jiang Yu was not in a good state of mind.

Wen Yan looked up and saw that Jiang Yu was a listless ghost, his ghostly body was paler, but his resentment had more than doubled.

He remained close to Wen Yanzhan, and she keenly sensed the moment when his resentment poured out and engulfed her.

Jiang Yu's pupils were no longer focused, his expression was blank, and his etched features were even colder than usual; he was almost wrapping himself up in a shell.

Wen Yan found a quiet corner to look at Jiang Yu, her eyes filled with panic and helplessness.

"Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu."

She playfully rubbed his cheek, and the icy touch felt even stronger than before.

Wen Yan tiptoed and leaned against his neck. The cold air emanating from him made her shiver. Jiang Yu moved as slowly as a machine. He stiffly and slowly encircled her small figure, completely pulling her into his arms.

He lowered his eyes, feeling the pressure of the palm pressing down on his back and the delicate sensation of the fingertips lingering on his skin.

Stray hairs obscured Jiang Yu's dark eyes as he bent over repeatedly, his body tightening.

Wen Yan was embraced so tightly that her body leaned forward.

"Research, research."

The familiar feeling etched into her soul made her tremble, and she answered him in a muffled voice, "I'm here."

"are you uncomfortable?"

"Yes, I feel very uncomfortable."

Memories of an explosion flooded in, his mind nearly shattered; he tried to look, but all he saw was a blank.

She desperately wanted him to remember, yet she tried her best to stop him.

The two forces collided and nearly shattered him.

"Did you remember something?"

"I can't remember..."

A voice calling his name, Jiang Yu, came from near and far. The creaking sound of bones scraping against the blade drowned out all other sounds, leaving only the muffled thud of meat being chopped in the noisy background.

Wen Yan touched his chin, saw his tightly closed and trembling eyes, reached out and pinched the evil black energy, pulled it out and smashed it on the ground.

Turning around, Jiang Yu stomped heavily on the end of the leg, seemingly losing his support and collapsing against Wen Yan.

He squinted, and the girl's tense jawline became increasingly blurry, yet she still remembered to try to straighten up.

Yan Yan couldn't hold him.

The eyelids are getting heavier.

"Research, research..."

"Go to sleep, it's okay, I'm here."

With a gentle, soothing tone, he completely lost his senses, bathed in the soft light of spring water.

I can catch bad guys better when you're asleep.

Wen Yan supported him with one hand and pulled away the black energy with the other. The ghost energy, which had been so stubborn just moments before, was now incredibly obedient and gentle.

Her eyes darkened, and she grabbed its tail, slamming it left and right, her eyes flashing with fire.

You damn thing, if I don't smash you to death, I'll change my surname to yours.

The black aura weakened to the point of barely clinging to life, while Wen Yan looked down from above:

"Who gave you permission to possess him?"

The voice under a fit of rage is often chillingly calm. The black aura had no doubt that if Wen Yan's eyes were swords, it would have been pierced by a thousand swords long ago.

Grandma, it... is a ghost, okay?

Soul Eater!!

It specifically targets people with weak memories, and Jiang Yu, who is like a blank sheet of paper, is a hot commodity in its eyes!

Besides, the black aura met Wen Yan's gaze, and without her even lifting a finger, Jiang Yu's resentment would strangle it in a little while.

Is it really worth making such a fuss?

Wen Yan understood its eyes. She pinched its tail and kicked it again: "I can't bear to see him suffer."

The black energy, whose survival value has been reduced by half again, is really about to die.

"You, go inside."

Wen Yan pointed at the black aura, causing it to merge with Jiang Yu's resentment.

"Be gentle."

The black mist reluctantly moved next to the resentful energy, closed its eyes, and was entangled by the restless resentment, slowly being swallowed up.

Jiang Yu suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes. The surrounding temperature plummeted, but the moment he saw Wen Yan, the iceberg melted and spring breeze swept through.

He straightened up and hugged Wen Yan tightly the moment he regained his footing.

The Soul Eater can both devour memories and retrieve them. From the very first moment Wen Yan saw Jiang Yu, she was certain that Jiang Yu had no memories.

To be precise, he knew nothing about him except his name.

He was innocent and naive, which is why he rushed to save her after feeling the pain, and then, once the pain disappeared, he resolutely returned to the pendant, becoming one with the long loneliness.

Everything has an explanation.

Why did he always follow behind her, teasing her clothes, touching her hair, playing with her fingers, and even having a great time playing with the common hair whorl?

Only those who have endured long periods of solitude can find pleasure in boredom.

He was actually more used to the world inside the pendant; it was Wen Yan's arrival that broke his lifeless ghostly existence.

He began to crave the touch of skin, the soft touch of lips on the tip of his nose.

"Do you remember?"

Jiang Yu nodded, paused for a moment, then shook his head and rubbed against her warm shoulder and neck.

"It's nothing. Tell me what you remember."

His low, rough voice was like sandpaper, both cold and hot.

"I live in a big house. It's dark, sometimes bright, and I'm cold; my bones are trembling. There's a moon in the suburbs; sometimes I can see it, sometimes I can't..."

Jiang Yu spoke intermittently, trying to remain calm, but the trembling at the end of his voice revealed a barely perceptible vulnerability beneath his composed exterior.

"Okay, it's fine. You don't have to say if you don't want to."

Wen Yan asked for leave from her afternoon classes, and her advisor approved it immediately with a wave of his hand.

She spent the entire afternoon at home with Jiang Yu.

Since regaining some of his memories, he has become more silent... and more clingy.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay." Jiang Yu tugged at her sleeve and added, "Then I'll go too."

Wen Yan's temple twitched.

How could he say such shameless things with that aloof and handsome face?

Wen Yan didn't turn him away and let him follow her to the bathroom door.

She pondered for a moment, realizing she couldn't indulge him like this anymore.

So after rinsing the water, I came out and, while washing my hands, reasoned with him.

Jiang Yu just nodded, but he still kept his head down and clung to her while cooking, not letting her leave.

Wen Yan looked at Jiang Yu and was immediately drawn into his deep and cautious gaze. His expression was cold and indifferent, but everything he wanted to say and ask for was hidden in his burning gaze.

He is so insecure.

"Okay, I won't leave, I'll stay with you."

Looking at him with such unwavering and infatuated eyes, she couldn't bear to let go, so she cupped his face and gave him a deep kiss.

Jiang Yu's eyes lit up.

So she took another sip and put it on her eyes.