What a Coincidence, My Name Is Ye Chenyu

Qin Yanan's fingers left the coffin, her straight heels causing her to stumble and lean backward. Liu Chang'an reached out and caught her slender waist, steadily helping her up. He held her shoulders, looking at her pale face, her pupils filled with pain and struggle, her moist lips slightly parted, the crimson lines resembling the beautiful patterns on blooming petals, her porcelain white teeth clean and bright as jade, and the tip of her tongue faintly visible retracted slightly, as if she were extremely tense and frightened.

Liu Chang'an knew that "ghosts" did not exist.

He had walked too many dark roads, killed too many people, and accumulated too much hatred and resentment, but no ghost had ever come looking for him.

If so, I'd like to talk to the "ghosts."

Many ghost stories are related to changes and strong influences of magnetic fields, since humans, like many animals, have a keen sensitivity to magnetic fields.

The bronze coffin before us possesses a powerful and anomalous magnetic field that current science cannot explain. Considering Qin Yanan's current situation, letting her come into contact with it might reveal some clues through the collision and reaction of the magnetic field.

Undoubtedly, his line of thinking was correct, but he had no way of knowing what Qin Yanan had sensed. After all, he was only good at observation and analysis, not some kind of telepathic ability.

Telepathy is actually one of the most common supernatural abilities that humans can encounter. It's perfectly normal for ordinary people to have such a fleeting feeling at a specific time with a specific person and the object of their connection.

However, Liu Chang'an and Qin Yanan did not have a telepathic connection at this moment.

Therefore, it is impossible to know.

Qin Yanan grabbed Liu Chang'an's arm to steady herself, hurriedly unbuttoned her collar, and with some effort dug out the jade Guanyin. She tightly grasped the warm jade pendant, as if only now coming to her senses.

Liu Chang'an thought, "With the Nine Provinces Wind and Thunder Swordsman here, commanding wind and thunder, how could any demons or monsters dare to approach? Isn't that more effective than your broken pendant?"

However, due to some emotional interference, Liu Chang'an was not in the mood to speak eloquently at this moment, and simply looked at Qin Yanan.

"I... no... I..." Qin Yanan's mind was a mess, and she hesitated whether to say what she had seen and felt.

She was angry, filled with hatred and resentment, and even had an urge to vent, but she was also shocked because she felt the same way. She couldn't understand what was going on, and her eyes showed struggling fear, as well as an urgent desire to prove that she was still herself.

"You just said there are living people in here, zombies or something? What do you mean?" Qin Yanan suddenly seemed to realize something and shook her head violently, "No, no, she's not in here, it's not..."

After saying that, Qin Yanan rushed out of the carriage.

Liu Chang'an glanced at the bronze coffin, then walked out. He had some doubts and wanted to ask Shangguan Dandan, but he wasn't in a hurry.

"How long have we been inside?" Qin Yanan asked in surprise.

The sun blazed fiercely, its rays hanging high in the sky; it was no longer the feeling of early morning.

"You've been staring at the coffin in a daze for quite a while," Liu Chang'an said.

Sunlight shone on the leaves, turning the green a yellowish hue and adding a golden edge. The fine veins were clearly visible. The branches and leaves swayed, and the air seemed less fresh due to the rising temperature. Qin Yanan looked at the armored transport vehicle in front of her, pondering many questions.

"I plan to go back and ask around." Qin Yanan wasn't a little girl who panicked and lost her composure at the first sign of trouble, only knowing to confide in others.

It wasn't that she didn't trust Liu Chang'an, but the matter was of great importance, and he was just her younger cousin who had just graduated from high school. There were many things Qin Yanan subconsciously felt she couldn't tell him.

If Senior Ye Chenyu were here, Qin Yanan could tell him that her final wish was so persistent, a love that transcended time and space. Could you feel it?

"What do you want to ask?"

"I feel that my great-grandfather's arrangements—from when he received that calligraphy and painting, from when he arranged for me to meet you, along with this coffin...all of this has a background and a deeper reason that I don't know about." Qin Yanan turned around and walked towards the sycamore tree. "I'll finish what I'm doing first."

"With so many doubts in your mind, how can you still be in the mood to chop pig's feet?" Liu Chang'an felt that Qin Yanan also had some merits.

"Does encountering problems mean you have to panic? Doing things one step at a time prevents chaos. I'll finish what I'm doing before moving on to the next thing." Without hesitation, Qin Yanan grabbed the pig's trotter in her hand, sliced open the skin with a knife, revealing the tendons.

"You can talk to me first."

"No."

Qin Yanan seemed to prefer handling her own affairs. If she felt that something was something she had to deal with alone, she wouldn't involve others, such as her sleepwalking, her feeling that she had seen a ghost, and the worries she had just experienced in the train carriage.

This personality is quite different from Ye Sijin's... Well, you can't say that. Ye Sijin wouldn't easily find someone to share her worries and problems, but she has absolutely no defenses against Ye Chenyu.

Ultimately, there was no real affection involved. Liu Chang'an felt a slight regret. He and Qin Yanan were quite familiar and somewhat close, sharing what she considered the typical relationship between older and younger cousins. However, in terms of intimacy, they couldn't compare to the relationship between Ye Chenyu and Ye Sijin.

When the Ye Family suffered a great calamity, the head of the Ye Family, Ye Qingrang, passed away, leaving behind a will containing clues about his illegitimate son. This illegitimate son owned banks, fleets, gardens, and a large number of shares in foreign companies. After finding this illegitimate son, whom Ye Qingrang had never heard of since birth, he did not hesitate to save the Ye Family from disaster, and thus the entire Ye Family acknowledged his identity as "Young Master Ye".

With his own strength sufficient, it was only natural for him to take control of the entire Ye Family with overwhelming force. No one dared to question his status as an illegitimate child, which relieved the hundreds of members of the Ye Family.

At that time, he was a young man holding a folding fan and wearing a long robe. She was a young girl with her hair hanging down, and her bright eyes were full of curiosity and admiration as she looked at this brother who supposedly allowed her to eat her favorite bird's nest porridge every day.

He's your brother.

"I'm your brother."

"Brother... Brother! Brother!"

What's your name?

"Ye Sijin, Father calls me Jin'er."

"What a coincidence! My name is Ye Chenyu. From now on, I'll call you Jin'er, okay?"

"Okay! I'll make you bird's nest porridge!"

"Is it good?"

"It's delicious, I drink it every day."

So, even today, Liu Chang'an still really likes little girls who can eat a lot.

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