Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 260, Section 051: A Soul Naturally Formed
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San Shui Linxin came to her senses and looked at the seriously injured Feng Qingqing.

No, Fengshenglei.

The man was over thirty years old, with sparse stubble and a strong physique, but his two braids still looked youthful and vigorous.

These past years... he must have had a very tiring time.

Feng Shenglei took over Feng Qingqing's life, which made Sanshui involuntarily think of himself.

I may not be called Sanshui Linxin, but for some reason, I have taken the place of the girl in life.

Is it mutual sympathy? Or is it compassion for those in similar situations?

Sanshui didn't know that she had just walked up to Feng Shenglei without realizing it. If you removed his eyebrows and eyeliner, he should have grown into a heroic and extraordinary man, just like he did in his childhood.

"Hey..." Fu Xun called out nervously when he noticed San Shui walking in abruptly.

“It’s alright, he’s a kind person,” Sanshui said softly.

She walked up to Feng Shenglei, looked into his eyes, and said in a light, gentle voice, "Thank you for all these years."

Feng Shenglei's pupils twitched slightly.

The soothing beat of 【Soul Naturally Perfected】, like a gentle melody, bridges the gap between the souls of Sanshui Linxin and Fengsheng Lei, allowing them to meet on the riverbank in a completely new world.

There, the sky is azure, the water flows gently, the grass is lush and green, and a gentle breeze blows.

To Feng Shenglei's astonishment, he discovered that his hands and feet were incredibly delicate, and that he was wearing a pair of cold noodles from decades ago.

The woman opposite Sanshui Linxin looked unchanged, but behind her, a beautifully sculpted little girl was hiding.

The little girl wore a white princess dress, and her delicate face resembled that of a little princess in a fairy tale castle.

She called out timidly, "Brother, brother..."

Feng Shenglei stood there, tears streaming down his face.

San Shui smiled gently and said, "Go find your brother quickly."

"Qingqing..."

"Qingqing... has always been by my brother's side."

The girl and the boy hugged each other carefully, revealing long-lost smiles.

……

The ball of light disappeared completely.

When I opened my eyes again, it was still the same silent night sky.

Sanshui stared blankly at Feng Shenglei, whose face was etched with makeup, tears welling in his eyes. He gurgled in his throat but couldn't utter the name, and his strong body trembled uncontrollably.

After more than twenty years, he met his beloved younger sister again, which allowed him to rekindle his personality as "Feng Shenglei" within his heart.

The severely injured man gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but he couldn't stop the large tears from flowing freely.

Sanshui smiled knowingly and gestured for Fu Xun to leave quietly.

Although Fu Xun didn't understand why, he could sense the fluctuations of [Soul Naturally Formed] and nervously glanced at San Shui.

Has your ability to compose words awakened?

Fu asked.

"Hmm," Sanshui said, trying to sound casual, "I'd say it's a kind of spiritual communication."

"Isn't that mind reading? It really is a top-tier ability," Fu Xunyan said insincerely.

"It's different. The human heart is complex. When you try to read someone's mind, you're bound to come into contact with the filth and grime that I can't feel. Only with sincere and pure emotions, and when the other person is willing to communicate, can I understand their past and establish a connection on a soul level."

Fu Xun said, "That's impressive, it suits your temperament quite well."

"You're acting strange tonight. Where's that arrogant attitude?" Sanshui asked, puzzled.

Fu Xun squinted: "Isn't that what I should be asking you?"

“I’m not usually arrogant,” Sanshui Linxin retorted.

"You're focusing on the wrong thing, aren't you? Shouldn't you be focusing on why you've been so out of sorts all night?"

"Am I not in the right frame of mind?"

Fu Xun squinted and said, "Yes, compared to your assertiveness and calm demeanor a while ago, you seem more emotional tonight."

Sanshui blushed and stammered, "Maybe it's because that guy keeps doing things that make people worry... it's not that I'm not in the right state of mind!"

"I see." Fu Xun glanced at her disdainfully, then walked ahead. San Shui couldn't see the disappointment in his eyes.

"You clearly remember him, so why don't you remember me..."

Sanshui was taken aback.

Is that Fu Xun's voice?

Is this... the voice of his heart?

"Did you speak?" Sanshui asked tentatively.

"No." Fu Xun said with a sour face.

"What's there to say? If I let anything slip, you'll find out."

"What did you find?" Sanshui asked.

“Found a hammer…” Fu Xun was about to reply when suddenly he realized something, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he stared at Sanshui Linxin in disbelief, stammering and unable to speak.

Jin Ziyue's solemn warning flashed through his mind:

"Like a sleepwalker, when she wakes up, everything is in danger of disappearing and being destroyed. We cannot afford to take that risk, so... no matter what, we must not wake her up."

"This is going to be bad!"

Fu Xun's mind was in complete chaos for a moment, and in his tension, he temporarily lost the ability to think!
"What did you find? What bad thing happened? And what do you remember about you?" Sanshui Linxin took a step closer, her face full of suspicion.

Fu Xun gritted his teeth, took out a small test tube from his pocket, swept it on the tip of his nose, and then fell straight down.

"You!" Sanshui was both amused and exasperated. She quickly checked and found that Fu Xun had indeed fainted.

"You'd rather be unconscious than tell me the truth?" Sanshui lowered his eyes. "But I have a pretty good idea."

She carefully examined Fu Xun's face; the combination of youthful handsomeness and roguish charm was sure to be very appealing to girls. It felt like she hadn't seen him in a long time, and a strange sense of familiarity washed over her, though she couldn't quite place the source of this feeling.

"sister……"

Sanshui trembled slightly; she seemed to hear Fu Xun calling out in a daze.

Is he missing his older sister, Fu Qin? She must be a very special girl.

After calming down, Feng Qingqing's story helped her stop worrying about her identity. Perhaps, simply surviving was the greatest respect one could show for one's identity.

"Hi." The strange man with the smiling mask leaned against the tree trunk and greeted Sanshui.

Sanshui looked around and, sure enough, everything was still, even the colors had become gloomy.

"Beautiful lady, how was your experience with the 'Destiny'? If you are not satisfied, we offer other services, including but not limited to death countdown, world line correction, and time travel."

“I’m sorry, I don’t need it,” Sanshui Linxin said. “I want to go back to Jin.”

"Even if this is the beginning of the end, does it matter?" The strange man tilted his head, spread his hands, and looked helpless.

Sanshui sometimes felt that this guy was more like a comical clown than a demon.

"Don't try to scare me. Whoever I am, I will only follow my heart. My identity and all that..."

Sanshui paused for a moment, then said stubbornly, "It doesn't matter."

"Hehehehehehe!" The strange man threw his head back and laughed loudly, as if Sanshui's words had hit his funny bone, and he kept laughing up and down.

"go Go."

Seeing Sanshui looking at him suspiciously, the strange man made a shooing gesture and revealed a gentle smile: "Go and enjoy your last reunion, Miss Sanshui... When we meet again, you will willingly hand over your soul."

After saying that, the strange man disappeared.

Sanshui's pupils contracted slightly.

(End of this chapter)