But Sometimes I'm Not Very Reasonable Either

Perhaps it really was true that fate had its own plans. Those with love in their hearts would never truly be driven into a corner.

When Shen Ziqing left the manor all those years ago, he had burned down the secret room he had once used, yet he had never set foot in this basement that had imprisoned Liang Mei for half her life.

Shen Ranxin couldn't describe how he felt. He merely clenched that small piece of the brain-computer and stood up, turning to pull Lu Zhi to his feet.

Only to discover that Lu Zhi's nearly six-foot-three body had practically crawled entirely beneath the low bed.

Shen Ranxin tugged him out by the belt. "What are you doing?"

Lu Zhi's face was smeared with dust, but his pale golden eyes shone brighter than ever. He spread his hand, revealing half a jade pendant lying in his palm.

"..." Shen Ranxin choked up.

He carefully gathered the fragments together, then frowned and reached out to nudge them.

He seemed confused as to why the two pieces wouldn't automatically merge into one.

Shen Ranxin pulled him up. "What do you think this is, a match-three game? Get up, we're leaving."

Lu Zhi put away the two fragments and stood up miserably.

"Don't cry." Shen Ranxin wiped the dust off his face. "We're going home. Brother Shen will fix it for you."

Lu Zhi blinked, not understanding.

But Shen Ranxin could hardly wait. He desperately wanted to return to the Anomaly Management Center and show the director what was inside this brain-computer.

*

Shen Ranxin held Lu Zhi's hand and kicked open the director's office door.

Lu Yeshan and the director were both there, apparently discussing how best to deal with Shen Ziqing. Shen Ranxin startled them both.

"You..." The director