"Zhizhi, what brings you here?"
In the dreamlike garden, Ren Chen looked delightedly at Ye Xunzhi, who had appeared opposite him, drinking tea.
After they resolved the crisis, Ren Chen had granted Ye Xunzhi access, allowing her to come see him whenever she wanted.
"To see you, of course. But what are you doing?" Ye Xunzhi looked at Ren Chen, who was squatting on the ground, so idle that he had resorted to digging in the dirt, at a loss for words.
"I'm planting flowers." Ren Chen lowered his head listlessly, scraped at the mound with a little shovel, planted a seedling, then pushed the soil back into place.
"I'm so bored, but I can't sleep."
After all, as long as he stayed awake, he could effectively guard against outsiders. But if he fell asleep, who knew whether another Eileen might barge in?
[That really is a problem.]
Ren Chen froze when he heard the voice beside his ear. What was that sound just now? After a pause, his gaze settled on Ye Xunzhi opposite him.
She was still pondering something, completely unaware. "I remember you saying that a single plane couldn't accommodate two world consciousnesses, or it would collapse."
"But now that Eileen is dead, you should be able to descend into the world, right?"
Ren Chen nodded. "Yes."
He looked at Ye Xunzhi hopefully. "Then do you want me to come down, Zhizhi? Can I stay by your side once I do?"
"You can have your own life."
"I don't want a life. I only want you," Ren Chen said without hesitation. To him, Ye Xunzhi was his entire world, in every sense.
After all, they shared life and death. Moreover, as the luckiest person in this world, there was hardly anything objectionable about Ye Xunzhi receiving the