"Since when did you realize that power of yours, um?"
"Since my back was scratched by the iron guard of the bridge that ti, Gege. Even though the blood will co out, but slowly the wound will disappear. My body's regeneration is very fast at this ti"
"Then, why is your body turning blue and cold like before, heh? I even thought that you really died, A-Feng!" I snapped, annoyed.
"Hmm, looks like I have to practice my skills again, Gege. That was too long for to co back to my senses. Luckily you haven't buried yet, Gege." Sifeng spoke without the slightest sense of guilt.
Sifeng probably didn't know that his actions just now would make those around him worry. Sifeng is stupid!
"A-Feng, please don't do that again! I was really scared you died for real just now."
I got up and sat next to Sifeng lying down.
"Tsk! You're exaggerating, Gege!" Sifeng said with a grin. It seems, Sifeng has not been sensitive to my sincere concern all this ti.
Click!
The sound of the door to this room opening. Looks like I forgot to lock it earlier.
"Jiejie!" I scread when I saw the beautiful figure who had just entered this room.
Lian Jiejie? How did he know we were ho? In fact, I haven't even told Lian Jiejie about our arrival.
Well, Lian Jiejie appeared at the wrong ti, it seems.
Lian Jiejie walked over to us. It's hard to describe my sister's expression. Lian Jiejie was flabbergasted at our plight.
Our faces are both battered. Blood on my hand and Sifeng's chest. Good grief!! How am I going to explain this situation?
Wait! Why did Sifeng even close his eyes? Is he asleep?
Lian Jiejie stepped on the knife I previously made to stab Sifeng. Unlucky! Lian Jiejie picked up the bloodied knife.
My sister's hands trembled. I could clearly see her shoulders shaking too, the next second she burst into tears. Lian Jiejie fell to her knees.
"Why, A-Shen? Why ... you doing this? Huhuhu ... do you still have a grudge against A-Feng, huh?!"
What does this an? I walked closer to him. However, Lian Jiejie backed away like a fright.
"I didn't do anything, Jiejie!" I'm trying to clear up this misunderstanding.
"If you're still holding a grudge because I shot you, why don't you just hurt , Xiao Yushen? A-Feng is innocent, Xiao Yushen. Why did you do that to my little brother? Huks … huks?"
"What?!"
I glanced briefly at Sifeng who was still on the bed. His eyes were tightly closed, his body on his back with traces of blood still wet on the white T-shirt Sifeng was wearing.
Unlucky! No wonder Lian Jiejie misunderstood. Lian Jiejie must have thought I had killed Sifeng.
I pulled Sifeng's hair again roughly until Sifeng got up from the bed. Then, I threw Sifeng's body on the floor until he fell to the ground.
"Wake up, you idiot! Don't make look like the antagonist here! Lian Jiejie even thought I killed you, A-Feng!!"
Sifeng fell face down on the floor. His right hand tried to reach Lian Jiejie, who was not far from Sifeng.
"Jie-jie! Aarggh ... this hurts, Jiejie!"
Sifeng dramatized while pressing his chest which was leaving blood. Alright, looks like I need a snack while watching this soap opera. I was surprised, rather than taking care of Sifeng's company, it was more suitable to be a drama player.
Lian Jiejie lifted Sifeng's body and embraced him.
"Huks ... A-Feng? What's this really about? Which one hurts, um? Does it hurt so bad, A-Feng?" Lian Jiejie spoke with the last remaining sob.
Ask what am I doing right now? I just sat while finishing Sifeng's food earlier. Just like an innocent psychopath after hurting soone. Maybe that's how Lian Jiejie looks at at the mont.
I was silent while eating a snack, watching Sifeng who was still playing. Surprisingly, Lian Jiejie believed everything Sifeng said. Sifeng spoke as if I was the villain in this story.
Actually, I wanted to defend myself. But, I don't know where to explain it. I'm too lazy to explain.
Where do you want to start with the story? Let Sifeng explain everything that happened. However, it's still not allowed to talk about the God Realm. I believe in Sifeng's lying ability. Didn't I tell you that Sifeng is more suited to being an artist than a businessman, um?
After a few minutes, listen to all the ravings of Sifeng. At this mont, Lian Jiejie glanced at sharply.
Alright, looks like I'll be the only one to bla in this situation. All the evidence points to .
Thank you, A-Feng! You've made the antagonist here.
It was clear that Sifeng was still telling Lian Jiejie a lie, leaning on our sister's shoulder.
Shit! I feel like I want to stab the kid one more ti. I want to kill him right now!
Watch out, A-Feng!
(Zhang Yushen POV_end)
***
Zhang Lian t her two younger siblings who had returned to Sifeng's apartnt.
However, the first sight that the pretty girl Zhang saw when she t her brother was just a room full of blood that had not yet dried.
The two battered faces of her brother added to the dramatic scene. All right, Zhang Lian tried to believe her two brothers that the blood there was only animal blood.
And when Zhang Lian arrived, the two brothers were just joking. Zhang Lian didn't understand what joking ant to n. Maybe fighting each other?
Zhang Lian didn't know.
The most important thing for Zhang Lian right now was that she was ordered by her father to bring Yushen and Sifeng back to Zhang's main residence.
In the end, the three of them went ho together. An awkward atmosphere enveloped them during the journey to their ho. They fell silent in their own thoughts. What is clear, at this ti Zhang Lian already knows that Sifeng has recovered. Sifeng could already rember all the recent events. It was news that made Zhang Lian and Yushen extrely happy.
Yushen didn't have to pretend to be Sifeng's personal assistant anymore. However, Yushen still held a grudge against Sifeng who had annoyed Yushen all this ti.
Currently, it had been several days since Yushen and Sifeng had returned to Beijing, China. Yushen still often accompanied his brother wherever he went. Not as a driver, but as an older brother who always takes care of his little brother.
Even though Sifeng had rembered everything. However, this morning, Yushen still had to be the driver. Not for what. This was only because Sifeng didn't know which place they were going to.
Yushen always smiled mysteriously whenever Sifeng asked where they were going this morning. Like right now.
"Where exactly are we going, Lao Yu?" Sifeng asked Yushen, who was in the front seat, holding the wheel.
"Shut up, you idiot! Don't ask too many questions, A-Feng! Sit quietly until we arrive!" snapped Yushen, who was being cruel to his brother again.
After being yelled at like that, Sifeng imdiately fell silent.
It had been a few minutes, and there was silence in the car because no one wanted to start a conversation.
Yushen glanced at Sifeng in the rearview mirror. Sifeng was seen massaging his temples slowly.
"What's wrong, A-Feng? Want to pretend to be sick again, um?" Yushen snapped.
Yushen was fed up with being fooled by his younger brother all the ti. Surprisingly, Yushen always caught up with Sifeng's jokes.
Sifeng didn't answer.
"What are you doing, huh?! Still dizzy?" asked Yushen who was a little worried because his brother's face turned pale.
Sifeng smiled as he shook his head.
"I'm fine, Lao Yu. I'm fine at the mont," he replied.
Sifeng would not tell Yushen the side effects of the 'Jade teorite' that was in his body.
Well, indeed this special stone is able to treat all diseases. However, psychically the teorite Jade gave him a significant impact.
Nowadays, Sifeng often feels restless, anxious for no reason. Worry about the Gods, demons and humans wanting the teorite Jade always haunted Sifeng's mind. Sifeng often felt scared when he was alone sowhere.
"A-Feng!"
Silence.
Yushen saw the worry on his brother's face. It was clearly visible from the top rearview mirror.
"Zhang Sifeng!!"
"Ah, yes? What's wrong, Lao Yu? Why do you keep yelling at huh?!" Sifeng looked at Yushen in annoyance.
"Don't you want to contact Nana, um?"
Sifeng frowned.
"Nana who?" Sifeng paused, trying to rember. "Ah yes, I forgot. That eccentric psychic isn't it, Lao Yu?"
Sifeng followed his brother's advice and took out a cell phone. Sifeng was looking for a contact with the na 'Centrik Shaman'.
"Lao Yu, Nana's number isn't on my phone. Have you deleted it, huh?"
"You forgot how many tis you changed your phone and sim card during mory loss, huh?"
Sifeng fell silent and scratched his head trying to rember. Sifeng had a hard ti rembering quickly these days.
To be continued .....
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