"... It worked, right? Waaah, so good!"
[Ahhhhh, God Nuo is awesome! Si Jiaojiao is awesome!!!]
I can't even imagine how terrifying it would be if the Evil Spirit escaped... God Nuo and all the members of the association are the saviors of the capital!
[# Jiang Nuo's unconventional savior title is well-deserved!]
[The hugs and kisses after the battle made me want to cry so much, you two are the perfect match!]
Everyone has worked so hard!! The people of Beijing are crying out in an uproar at this moment!
[Thank you to all the association members for your hard work! I will never try to kill myself again! You saved my life!]
The alarm signal lit up for the third time on the black-screen communicator.
High Alert: All Aberrant Monster have been eliminated; the crisis is over. Thank you for your cooperation, and we wish you a pleasant life.
While the monsters were fighting in the basement, the maintenance staff were also working overtime to restore all the signals damaged by the Aberrant Monster and upgrade the facilities.
The capital city has regained its liveliness and prosperity.
Jiang Nuo and Si Yan's fan base has surged again, with fans all over the internet. Many official Huaxia organizations have also shown their support, and their popularity and traffic are now unmatched.
Glutinous Rice: I knew it!! I knew Jiang Nuo would never disappoint! No matter how many people were pessimistic, he would only leave them far behind!
Brush, ink, paper, and inkstone: Si Jiaojiao is so awesome! This young couple is the perfect match!
I hope you have a happy day too: Mom said she'll never restrict my idol worship again! Because she's a huge fan of God Nuo too!
June is a good month: From a fool hated by everyone to a madman, and now to being incredibly famous, God Nuo is always on the road to slapping himself in the face, hahaha.
Snatching Bamboo Shoots: As everyone knows, God Nuo is a particularly useful tool for slapping faces.
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The day after it ended.
Jiang Nuo had another dream.
In his dream, he recalled what he had experienced in the last instance, but it was still blurry, as if through a veil.
Memories flashed by like a revolving lantern, leaving only a tear in the corner of my eye when I woke up, and an lingering emptiness in my heart.
Jiang Nuo sat up against the headboard, blankly wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and sat there lost in thought for a while.
He looked down; he had changed into comfortable clothes, and they still smelled of Si Yan.
Si Yan, huh?
Jiang Nuo stood up and could see the lawn in the park below through the half-open French windows.
He walked to the bedside and drew back the dark curtains, seeing Si Yan leading the members in training, cold and serious, completely different from how he was in front of him.
As if by telepathy, Si Yan turned around and looked up, their eyes meeting.
The coldness in Si Yan's eyes melted away with tenderness, and a smile curved her lips.
"Oh--"
The new members started teasing, "Who could possibly make the young master laugh like that!"
"Of course it's God Nuo!!" someone chimed in.
They looked around and spotted the window where Jiang Nuo was standing, then excitedly waved, " God Nuo!"
" God Nuo! We idolize you so much!"
Even bolder individuals would cup their hands like megaphones and shout, " God Nuo! I love you!"
Si Yan turned around and raised an eyebrow. "Who shouted that?"
The boy, undeterred, raised his hand and shouted, "Me!"
"Young Master, this is my freedom!"
Si Yan tilted her head, her smile unchanged, "Thank you for liking my boyfriend."
Boy: "..."
He watched Si Yan go upstairs, feeling like he'd been hit with a thousand blows.
Jiang Nuo saw Si Yan enter the building from the window, then drew the curtains again. A short while later, she heard Si Yan's footsteps.
He didn't know if it was because of the nightmare, but he really needed Si Yan's hug right now.
As soon as Si Yan opened the door, Jiang Nuo rushed into her arms.
How is the recovery going?
Si Yan took the opportunity to hug the person, and only felt relieved when he felt the temperature rise again.
"It's alright, after all, I have my boyfriend's Spiritual Power booster."
Perhaps because she hadn't slept well, Jiang Nuo's tone was still languid. She nestled in Si Yan's arms with her head turned to the side, refusing to move, letting him carry her into the room.
"By the way," Jiang Nuo looked up and blinked, "Has my eye color returned to normal?"
"Yes, it turned black before it fainted."
Si Yan sat down on the edge of the bed, holding him in her arms, wrapped him in a blanket, and gently kissed his eyelids. "Did Nuonuo have nightmares while he was sleeping?"
"It seems like... I don't quite remember."
Jiang Nuo thought back again, but all she felt was the emptiness in her heart and the tear in the corner of her eye when she woke up.
The loving hug quickly warmed Jiang Nuo's spirits, and she blinked, asking Si Yan, "Do you think red eyes are prettier, or black eyes?"
He had previously heard a guest on a dating reality show mention that the most difficult part of the question about the death of a couple is choosing between two options, and he was curious to hear Si Yan's answer.
Si Yan, however, was overly decisive. "Black."
"Um...?"
Jiang Nuo raised an eyebrow, "Then red eyes aren't pretty?"
He coughed lightly and continued applying the formula.
"You don't love me anymore. You don't even like my red eyes."
Her tone carried three parts sadness and seven parts coquettishness—it was simply perfect.
Si Yan: "..."
The Best Actor Si stated that sincerity is the ultimate weapon.
He cupped Jiang Nuo's cheek in one hand and whispered gently, "When your eyes are red, my wife feels terrible."
Jiang Nuo's performance came to an abrupt end.
He pursed his lips, glancing down somewhat sheepishly. "Okay."
That's barely passing!
She snuggled closer to Si Yan and looked up, wanting a kiss.