Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 276 006. A Young Girl's Thoughts
Fu Qin was taken aback, then squinted and said, "Are you trying to say that you were reborn from the future?"

"Hmm." Jin Ziyue seemed to have thought of something, and like a boy who had done something wrong, he lowered his head and responded.

Fu Qin glanced around, and without saying a word, took his hand and walked towards the deserted alley.

Jin Ziyue was somewhat surprised, but he still followed Fu Qin's lead and arrived at the alley entrance step by step.

"You're someone who's been reborn, after all. What? Don't you even have this basic sense of caution?" Fu Qin scolded, displeased.

"You..." Jin Ziyue opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

“You don’t have the guts to lie to me.” Fu Qin seemed to know what he was going to ask, and said expressionlessly.

A warm feeling inexplicably rose in Jin Ziyue's heart, and he managed a rare smile: "If you changed that sentence to 'I believe in you,' I would be even more moved."

"Hmph, living a few more years has certainly thickened your skin a lot," Fu Qin said disdainfully.

Jin Ziyue ignored her words and just looked at her quietly, his eyes filled with an unconcealable tenderness.

Fu Qin felt uneasy under his gaze and looked away, asking, "Are you going to look at girls like this from now on? You really are a complete scumbag."

Jin Ziyue continued to watch her quietly, wanting to watch her for another second after watching her for a second, unwilling to miss any detail.

"Hey!" Fu Qin had no choice but to raise her voice, "That doesn't explain why you made such a frivolous move right from the start!"

"I was just hugging my girlfriend," Jin Ziyue said.

Fu Qin's face flushed red. Even with her composure, she was too ashamed to respond to such words. Not daring to look at Jin Ziyue, she cursed, "You rude scoundrel! Frivolous, shameless, and perverted!"

A faint smile appeared on Jin Ziyue's face.

"You...you were reborn just to expose your perverted nature?" Fu Qin was momentarily overwhelmed and could only forcefully muster her strength.

Her unintentional words served as a wake-up call for Jin Ziyue.

wrong.

I returned to gain the power of the Fate Master, to acquire greater strength so that I can achieve my goals in the future—

Jin Ziyue glanced at Fu Qin.

I will protect you.

Seeing Jin Ziyue's eyes gradually cool, Fu Qin regained her rationality and said, "How many times have you been reborn? Do you need me to help you sort out the situation? Are there any aftereffects? Will you have to pay a price? What is the purpose of your return?"

"The first time, there were no aftereffects, no consequences; I was reborn for—"

Jin Ziyue glanced at Fu Qin, then lowered his head, not wanting her to see his disappointed expression.

You will die in five years.

Jin Ziyue couldn't bring himself to say such words during their long-awaited reunion.

“Is it me?” Fu Qin answered his question.

Jin Ziyue's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he did not refute.

"Look at you, so pathetic. You cried like that as soon as you got back. How could I not understand you?" Fu Qin muttered under her breath.

The two remained silent for a while.

Her expression was calm, her tone steady, and she continued, "Will I encounter misfortune in the future?"

"Mm." Jin Ziyue nodded.

"How old are you now?" Fu Qin asked.

"twenty-three."

"How old was I when I died?" She didn't shy away from the question.

"twenty one."

"So early? And the cause of death—?"

"Leukemia. But it's unusual."

"Oh, then won't my hair fall out?" Fu Qin said, slightly annoyed.

“You—?” Jin Ziyue couldn’t think of any words to comfort her.

A promise? Comfort? Or a complete explanation for the future? None of these seem like the right approach.

Fu Qin is no ordinary girl. Her calmness and rationality will only make her accept reality earlier, and even her thinking is more forward-looking than that of ordinary people.

"Ah, although I was somewhat prepared, it's still a bit unsettling to actually hear that I'm going to die," Fu Qin said.

“And—” she glanced at Jin Ziyue, her tone quite reproachful, “two years, right? I’ve only been dead for two years, and you’re already telling me with those eyes that you’ve made yourself so old and worn out that you can’t even take care of yourself?”

"If it weren't for this shameless face, I really wouldn't believe that you are Jin Ziyue. It's possible that you were possessed by a soul."

Fu Qin reprimanded.

Perhaps because she received a lot of information today, Fu Qin was not as taciturn as usual.

Jin Ziyue then realized that the girl's inner strength was even greater than he had known her back then.

“I still have five years left, right?” Fu Qin began to ponder, her expression unusually serious. “It’s a bit urgent, but I don’t want to waste my life. I need to find a way to make the rest of my life more meaningful.”

Her tone was detached and indifferent, as if she were simply making a routine plan.

"What will happen to Xun after I die?" Fu Qin asked, nudging Jin Ziyue with her elbow.

“He is doing well and has no problem taking care of himself.”

"Not bad." The girl nodded, letting out a sigh of relief. Her eyes softened considerably. "This brat, I should be able to keep him going until he comes of age, right?"

Jin Ziyue stepped forward and gently put his arms around her.

"Don't push your luck. I'm not ready to accept these inexplicable changes yet." Fu Qin's voice was softer, her complaining tone slightly nasal, as Jin Ziyue protected her with his arms.

"Are you talking about physical or emotional issues?" Jin Ziyue didn't want her to get too sad, so he deliberately changed the subject.

Fu Qin glanced at him sideways: "You're just lusting after my body. Sorry, I'm still a minor."

Jin Ziyue bent his index finger, leaned closer, and used the second knuckle to wipe away the yellow tears from the corner of her eye, saying, "I'm just pursuing you ahead of time, my feelings won't change."

"Then good luck." Fu Qin sneered. "However, I don't think sacrificing fifty years of your own life for someone else's five years is a worthwhile choice."

Jin Ziyue paused for a moment, then asked, "You want to persuade me to quit?"

Fu Qin remained silent and turned her head away.

"Isn't it obvious? People always have to look forward."

She glanced down at the tips of her shoes, looking dejected from an angle where Jin Ziyue couldn't see her.

“You won’t only have five years,” Jin Ziyue said.

Fu Qin turned to look at him, her eyes misty. She sniffed, annoyed, and raised her hand as if to hit him: "You, you were already ugly, your eyesight was terrible, and now your brain is completely broken, what's left of you..."

His hand stopped in mid-air and he silently withdrew it.

"I'm glad you don't mind." Jin Ziyue grabbed her wrist.

"I despise it! I despise it to death!" Fu Qin exclaimed. "How can anyone be so shameless? He didn't even ask the woman's opinion before making the decision on his own. What girlfriend? He didn't even say a word of flattery..."

At this point, her voice was barely audible.

Jin Ziyue stepped forward and carefully embraced her.

Fu Qin was interrupted by his actions. After hesitating for a moment, she let him hold her gently, burying her face in his shoulder, and smelling his pleasant scent again.

Two lines of clear tears silently slid down, soaking into Jin Ziyue's clothes and disappearing without a trace.

It's candy! It's candy! There's no knife, no knife, hahaha (confused)
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(End of this chapter)