Douluo Continent: Transmigrated into Tang San's Younger Sister and Became a God with Two Martia

Chapter 294 A Person Like a Thousand Nights

Only under the eaves of a nearby house was there a small, relatively clean open space.

Tang Nian struggled to lift her head, gazing with dazed eyes at the "safe zone" so close at hand.

She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to struggle to her feet and move to a place where she could shelter from the wind and rain.

However, her legs, which were already frozen stiff, were completely unresponsive, as if they had turned into two heavy lead pillars, firmly nailed to the ground.

No matter how hard Tang Nian tried, her legs wouldn't budge, and even moving her toes became a luxury.

At that moment, she felt as if her entire leg no longer belonged to her.

Tang Nian knew very well that if things continued like this, death would be the only path awaiting her.

Despair, like a ferocious beast, mercilessly devoured the last glimmer of hope in Tang Nian's heart.

Just then, a pair of exquisite shoes suddenly came into Tang Nian's view.

Almost simultaneously, the dense, continuous sound of raindrops that had been filling the air above suddenly stopped.

Tang Nian's heart jolted, and an indescribable astonishment surged into her heart. She subconsciously raised her head and looked up eagerly.

When that face came into clear view, Tang Nian felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Her eyes were wide open, her pupils slightly contracted due to extreme shock, and her face was filled with disbelief.

The young man standing before me was dressed in a blue robe, with a tall and slender figure, as elegant and refined as a bamboo shoot.

He held an umbrella steadily in his fair, jade-like hand, which perfectly shielded Tang Nian from the rain, while half of the boy's own body was completely soaked.

Tang Nian stared blankly at the boy in front of her, momentarily lost in thought.

He was so similar to Qian Shiye in his memory. Whether it was his handsome facial features or the unique temperament between his brows, they were as if they were carved from the same mold. However, this boy looked more immature, like a miniature version of Qian Shiye.

Tang Nian was slightly stunned, her lips trembling slightly, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Qian...Qian Shiye?"

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible glint flashed deep in the boy's eyes, followed by a swift upward curve of his lips as he softly replied, "My name is indeed Shi Ye, but unfortunately, my surname isn't Qian. However, I am somewhat curious as to how you know my name?"

Tang Nian opened her mouth, but found that her throat was blocked, and she couldn't utter a single word for a moment. She stood there, stunned, not knowing how to respond.

How could she possibly tell the person in front of her the truth directly?

Tell him that the world they live in is actually a completely virtual existence, and that none of them, including him, are real physical beings.

Tang Nian couldn't bring herself to say it.

Thinking of this, Tang Nian felt her head buzzing, and the natural smile on her face instantly froze.

After calming down a bit, Tang Nianqian chuckled twice and said somewhat awkwardly, "Um... I heard about this from someone else before, but perhaps I remembered it wrong, I'm really sorry."

However, at that moment, Qian Shiye suddenly let out a low, muffled laugh, the sound of which seemed to carry a hint of mockery and teasing.

Tang Nian's words sounded too fake. If he weren't cooperating with Tang Nian, he would have exposed her right now.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly extended a hand to Tang Nian. Although the movement was gentle, his intention was all too clear: he hoped that Tang Nian would take his hand.

Tang Nian was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, and her gaze involuntarily fell on the hand that Qian Shiye had extended.

That hand was as white as jade, long and slender, like a finely crafted work of art.

In contrast, she couldn't help but look down at her hands, which were covered with chilblains of all sizes, and dirt clung to her fingertips and palms, making them look filthy.

Looking at her hands, which were in stark contrast to Qian Shiye's, Tang Nian felt an indescribable sense of inferiority welling up inside her. For a moment, she hesitated whether she should place her hands in Qian Shiye's clean palms.

However, Qian Shiye did not seem to intend to give Tang Nian much time to think. He stood there quietly without saying a word, staring straight at Tang Nian with his deep eyes, revealing an unyielding stubbornness.

Faced with Qian Shiye's unwavering persistence, Tang Nian finally let out a long sigh.

He thought to himself that this guy not only looked exactly like Qian Shiye, but also had the same stubborn temper and way of doing things.

When that small hand gently rested on Qian Shiye's hand, a chilling coldness instantly spread throughout his body, as if an electric current had struck his heart, causing him to involuntarily tense up.

Looking at the owner of those small hands, Qian Shiye's eyes revealed a hint of heartache that he could not hide.

However, despite being filled with concern and pity, Qian Shiye ultimately chose to remain silent.

Perhaps due to Qian Shiye's sudden intrusion, Tang Nian, who should have lost her memory, did not appear as clueless as expected.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

On the contrary, from the moment she called out Qian Shiye's name without hesitation, Qian Shiye keenly sensed that something was amiss.

This discovery greatly surprised Chishiya, and at the same time cast a deep shadow over his heart.

What exactly caused Tang Nian to retain this memory?

Could there be some unknown secret hidden here?

Countless questions swirled and intertwined in Qian Shiye's mind, plunging him into deep thought.

In this situation, it's unclear whether it will have any impact on Yama's third trial.

Qian Shiye looked at Tang Nian with worry in his eyes. As a fellow inheritor of the divine position, he knew that if they failed, death would be the only outcome.

No matter what, Qian Shiye would not let Tang Nian die.

As the rain intensified, Qian Shiye pulled Tang Nian into a luxurious carriage.

A warm feeling swept over Tang Nian's body, and she squinted her eyes comfortably. It seemed like she hadn't experienced this kind of warmth in a long time.

"Thank you," Tang Nian said sincerely.

Just then, a person carrying a cup of hot tea slipped into the carriage. "Our young master is always kind-hearted. You should be secretly happy to have met him."

Even so, Tang Nian could sense the kindness emanating from this person.

(End of this chapter)