I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 754: Feeling Guilty_1

Chapter 754: Chapter 754: Feeling Guilty_1

Without giving it much thought, you simply put on the T-shirt, and have to say, it fits pretty well. Plus, you really don’t care if the text on it might attract some odd glances from others; these days, being unconventional is the trend!

You slipped the car keys into your pocket and then turned your attention to the seemingly ordinary copper lock.

Strictly speaking, it was an ancient password lock.

Its shape wasn’t much different from a normal old lock, except that it was made with extremely fine craftsmanship, with characters on the body of the lock that could be rotated. However, you hadn’t been bored enough to try moving these characters because, after all, this thing was a Soul Lock!

After stowing away the Grandma Meng Soup and the Soul Lock into the Sumi space, you slung your empty backpack over your shoulder and walked out of the tunnel.

Unlike the journey there, you suddenly felt an emptiness in your heart on the way back, as if you were missing something.

Glancing at the empty passenger seat next to you, oh—

Right, you were missing the fox spirit who chattered incessantly, flirted, and tempted you every step of the way.

Thinking that you still had to return the car to her gave you a headache. How should you face her when the time came?

You slapped your face, never mind, stop thinking about it for now, you’d deal with it when you saw her!

But when you returned to Yuhang the next afternoon and parked the car in front of the coffee shop owned by Ruan Yuling, the waiter looked at you with a puzzled expression, "Sir, you might be mistaken; I don’t know the Ms. Ruan you’re talking about, and I’m the owner of this small shop."

Frowning and scratching your head, you spent some more time driving to the Lingshan hundred-year-old western house that you had visited with Ruan Yuling before. There were indeed people in the western house, two women, one old and one young, but they also seemed to have no knowledge of Ruan Yuling’s existence.

"Sorry, we don’t know who the owner of this building is; we just arrived yesterday and are here only to earn wages and take care of cleaning," they said.

In the end, you, at a loss, finally understood one thing: Ruan Yuling had indeed disappeared from your life.

Without returning to Yuhang, you bought some camping gear in a nearby town and then plunged into the deep mountains; this time, the trip lasted several days.

To tell the truth, you were a bit scared.

To put it bluntly, you didn’t know how to face Zhao’er; even though you hadn’t initiated it, to some extent, you had cheated, even if it was only physically.

Well, mentally as well, there had been some changes, at least you were still pondering over the reason for Ruan Yuling’s sudden disappearance.

The less you found answers, the more she preoccupied your mind, and you even wondered if you were still under the influence of the love gu.

After spending a whole week among the green mountains and blue waters, doing nothing but finding inner peace and practicing breathing techniques, you mainly wandered around.

Yes, simply wandering, aimlessly, with only your backpack for company, you drifted about everywhere.

On the seventh day, while resting by a stream, you encountered two pairs of hikers, one married couple and one dating couple. They had come together, their conversation filled with care and sweetness.

Watching them naturally made you think of Zhao’er. At that moment, for some reason, your heart and mind were flooded with images of Zhao’er. You turned away from the four people and immediately descended the mountain, driving toward Yuhang.

In the car, you called Lin Panxia, "Xiaxia, has Zhao’er come back?"

"She’s back yeah, she’s right beside me. We’re watching a horror movie, roar, this one’s got a pretty high scare factor. Brother Mu Yun, where are you? We haven’t seen you for a long time?"

Hearing that Zhao’er was already at the Ladies’ Home, you fell silent again, then hesitantly said, "I’m on my way back, I’ll be in Yuhang soon. There are still two hours until dinner. I’ll cook tonight and prepare a big feast for you all!"

Upon hearing mention of food, the always gluttonous Lin Panxia immediately laughed and clapped her hands, saying, "Yes, yes! Brother Mu Yun makes the most delicious meals!"

However, at this moment, Xian Qianling, who happened to pass by, said in a scornful tone, "He isn’t trying to butter us up because he’s done something guilty, is he?"

That crazy woman truly has the nose of a police dog—so keen!

You dared not continue the conversation, hung up the phone, stepped on the gas, and sped towards Yuhang City.

When you arrived at Ladies’ Home carrying two large bags of ingredients, the one to open the door was Lin Panxia.

"Brother Mu Yun!"

As soon as Lin Panxia saw you, she went in for a bear hug, but fortunately, you were quick to move and dodged to the side.

Seeing Lin Panxia pouting adorably, you laughed and freed your left hand to gently flick her on the forehead.

"Ouch, that hurts! Brother Mu Yun, you’re so mean!"

Entering Ladies’ Home with a smile on your face, you noticed that Zhao’er was sitting in the living room. She slowly got up only when she saw you come in: "Yun, you’re back."

Zhao’er’s speech was always monotonous, lacking emphasis—she might as well have been a robot.

It was precisely because of this that you felt an even more urgent and intense desire to restore her heart.

Xian Qianling also came downstairs, looking a bit anxious. She headed straight for the door while on the phone. When she put on her shoes by the door, she suddenly turned to you and said, "I’ll be back for dinner tonight."

Rolling your eyes, it seemed the crazy woman had taken you for the cook.

After asking Lin Panxia, you learned that Wu Qiyi had gone to Yenjing on business and it would be a while before she returned.

Upon hearing this news, you secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In truth, you weren’t worried about Zhao’er finding out about it since you didn’t intend to hide it. But Wu Qiyi was different—she knew you too well. Even if you spoke up, she could probably discern the truth from your stance, words, and expression after a brief conversation, making various deductions and finally drawing a conclusion.

Now that she wasn’t around, you felt somewhat relieved.

For dinner, you personally took to the kitchen, and naturally, Lin Panxia and Xian Qianling merrily ate their fill, while Zhao’er ate at her usual leisurely pace. All of her polite behaviors were taught by Xi Yu, identical to Wu Qiyi’s.

After the four of you had eaten your fill, you were washing the dishes in the kitchen when Zhao’er took the initiative to stand quietly beside you, watching you work.

"Gulp—"

You swallowed nervously, feeling guilty.

But Zhao’er said nothing and just watched you silently, her expression a blend of a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, serene and content.

What usually took twenty minutes to clean took you a full hour that day.

Then, from outside the living room, Xian Qianling called out, "Hey, young man, are you not up to something naughty with Zhao’er in there?"

Wrapping things up, you led Zhao’er out of the kitchen and gave the crazy woman a disdainful look: "If Brother were getting intimate with Zhao’er, we would be bold and blatant about it."