My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 51

Chapter 51: Did you find a way to save me?

Yan Jingyu didn’t know what Liao Chen had been through.

But he knew how hard Liao Chen’s eyes were, and even more so, how hard his mouth was.

For him to soften like this, there could only be one reason left—he had experienced true despair.

He had only been a little suspicious at first, but had no definite direction, until Yu Qiuye had spoken of their quick thinking in a moment of desperation… If it were before, Yan Jingyu would never have thought that Liao Chen would be so foolish as to return to the past for him. But when he saw Liao Chen’s silent appearance, he suddenly felt that maybe, he really had gone back.

…And then he was probably beaten back.

One hundred and thirty-three years, it involved too much cause and effect, and would surely attract a terrible heavenly punishment. And the Heaven-Slaying Divine Tribulation was different from an ordinary thunder tribulation. Even if Liao Chen was at the Demigod stage, a single strike could directly make him fall from his realm.

This was why the personified golden mark of the divine pulse in his eyes had suddenly disappeared.

Once the authority of the Demon God disappeared, if he were to face the divine tribulation again, he might have his flesh and bones completely destroyed, and his soul scattered.

No matter how much Liao Chen cared about him, he couldn’t possibly risk having his soul scattered and annihilated to reverse cause and effect.

So, he must have discovered that after he fell from his realm, he was powerless to resist the divine tribulation and reverse cause and effect, and could only be forced to accept the fact that he only had eight months left.

Aren’t we arch-nemesis…

He looked at the man in his chest, a wave of helplessness and an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

You were actually willing to risk falling from your realm to reverse cause and effect for me… and in the end, it was all for nothing. Don’t you regret it?

…If you’re like this, how can I ever repay you?

“Tonight, shall we sleep together?”

Yan Jingyu’s hand stroked his long hair, and he slowly nodded.

He was a little embarrassed, because this felt like he was giving himself to him… But he and Liao Chen didn’t seem to be supposed to have reached this stage. This made him feel a sense of shame, and also some strangeness.

But he didn’t know how to comfort the currently desperate Liao Chen because of his own affairs… Although this was Liao Chen’s own choice, although Yan Jingyu himself had long since accepted his own ending, he still felt that there was someone who was so worried about him, so concerned about him, so wholeheartedly thinking for him.

How nice…

In those one hundred and thirty-three years, he had only had that person by his side. But to this day, he still didn’t know who that person was. He couldn’t see his face clearly, and he couldn’t even distinguish his voice. If it weren’t for the fact that he often appeared to accompany him, he would even wonder if that person really existed, or if it was just a concept he had imagined.

That person understood everything about him, his fleeting brilliance, and his endless cowardice and unworthiness, his humility and confusion, his pain and torment… but he knew nothing about that person.

Yan Jingyu had never tried to understand the other, and the other had never tried to let him understand him. They kept their boundaries, their well water not mixing with the river water. One was a high and mighty savior, the other was a pitiful creature waiting to be saved… This relationship was enough. When he asked for that person’s name but received a silent answer, he thought, in any case, it’s impossible to repay him.

Let it be. It’s enough to be grateful.

But while he felt that this was really good, a wave of uncontrollable sadness suddenly welled up in his heart.

This kind of good… why did it have to appear at the end of his life?

He had clearly already let go of everything, had already seen through everything. But why, at the very end, did he have to leave him with such a lingering thought…

They should have always been arch-nemesis. Liao Chen should have always wanted to kill him, not insincerely wanting to save him.

This would mess him up, mess everything up. It would make him want to live, it would make his extinguished heart reignite with flames, it would make him start to complain and hate endlessly…

But these emotions were not what he wanted, but more like something that was being forced upon him.

But he couldn’t refuse.

Of course, he could decisively cut ties with Liao Chen and tell him that an arch-nemesis was an arch-nemesis, and not to get involved in those unnecessary things.

But if that were the case, Liao Chen would surely be even more sad…

Even if this was caused by Liao Chen’s one-sided wish, just as Yin Shi had said, he could blame him. But, Liao Chen was not wrong. Liao Chen wanted to be good to him, wanted him to live. What could be wrong with that…

If he were to take advantage of it and then turn around and accuse him of putting pressure on him, even if it sounded understandable, what was the difference between him and the likes of Ruan Qingwan?

He had seen too many people with his own eyes, and had also seen through too many things. This made him always able to quickly learn more lessons. Many things, before he had even experienced them, he already knew what kind of reaction his position should have.

He asked himself, would he not be disappointed with Ruan Qingwan? Did he really not have any complaints? If he had no complaints, how could he not have let her go?

Then, thinking about it from the other side, what about Liao Chen? Would he not resent him for being blamed? How great must a person be to be good to you without reservation and then accept all your ingratitude without reservation…

So he had never been able to blame him, and he didn’t know how to blame him, because no matter how he thought about it, the other was not wrong.

What was wrong was fate, everything that he could not control.

Liao Chen picked him up. Yan Jingyu subconsciously grabbed his shoulder’s clothes. His face still held a hint of embarrassment. When he was gently pressed down between the bed curtains, a clear tear suddenly slid down from the corner of his eye.

Liao Chen was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Yan Jingyu suddenly lifted his neck and kissed him on the lips, then laughed out loud, his eyelids curving up, as if he were trying to hide his embarrassment, and also as if he were trying to hide a sudden sadness. “Is this how we sleep? In the end, you just want to do it with me.”

Liao Chen looked at his tearful yet smiling eyes, paused for a moment, and said, “Yes… you, if you don’t want to…”

“Dragging your feet.” Yan Jingyu wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him forcefully. Liao Chen, caught off guard, pressed down, parted his lips, and accepted his kiss. Yan Jingyu tightened his arms and flipped over to switch their positions. Liao Chen wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed him obediently.

Yan Jingyu’s kiss was rough but without any aggression. Liao Chen could only feel his soft lips and the wetness inside his mouth. He remembered that Yan Jingyu himself was not a particularly aggressive person. He was very firm when he killed people, without any hesitation, but he rarely killed with hostility, more like he was defending his own position.

This position could not be shaken, but it did not have much selfishness.

If every one of Liao Chen’s attacks was compared to a release and vent, then Yan Jingyu’s was more like a steadfast defense and consolidation. Liao Chen had never seen him with a hostile look on his face. Even that time in Hengyang City, when he held a baby hostage to threaten him to fight, Yan Jingyu had rarely shown a murderous expression, but his brow had always been without too much sharpness.

A sharp edge to save the world, a vast heart. The sword’s cry echoes through the heavens, its spirit pierces the eight wildernesses. This was the inscription Yan Jingyu had engraved on the Du Fang Sword when he was young. Du Fang was a world-saving sword, to cut down all injustices… But in fact, Yan Jingyu had never said that he had to annihilate all demons and devils.

He had always been against the matter, not the person.

His kiss was as rough as a child having a tantrum. Liao Chen pressed the back of his head, and his other hand pressed his waist.

In that instant, Yan Jingyu flinched for a moment, but was soon swept away by him, all his thoughts gone.

The lotus flower once again pushed aside its layered petals. The next instant, a giant bell suddenly covered it, and with a “clang,” it isolated all prying eyes.

When the giant bell was removed again, the lotus spirit immediately shrank back again.

It saw a person and a ghost standing in front of it… to be precise, two men of equal height, one of whom was wearing a ghost mask.

“Which one of us is more suitable?” When Liao Chen said this, Yin Shi raised his hand and took off his own mask. The lotus spirit immediately felt even more terrified.

Because he saw two of Liao Chen’s faces!

One Liao Chen was already terrifying enough, and there was actually another Liao Chen… Was he very satisfied with his own face? He had already become another person, why couldn’t he also change his face!

Its silence was met with the two of them squatting down at the same time, their expressions and movements almost identical. The lotus spirit held its breath. After a long while, it said, “Both, are fine… but, but I still have something I haven’t finished saying…”

Liao Chen remembered yesterday’s “but.”

The lotus spirit looked up at the sky with a tremor.

Having already suffered a loss in the time-space tunnel, Liao Chen naturally understood its meaning. “This time, when I crossed a hundred years, someone gave me a few law-grade mist talismans, which can temporarily resist the prying of the rules. You don’t have to worry about being discovered by them.”

The lotus spirit felt the air become secret and heavy, nodded, and said, “But this move is against the heavens. Even if you don’t die, you will be hidden by the rules.”

“…Hidden?”

“Yes.” The lotus spirit knew that the mist talisman couldn’t last for too long and quickly explained the pros and cons to him. “The so-called hidden. Once he truly enters the new body you have cast for him, everything about you, your past, including everyone’s opinion of you outside, all their memories of you, will disappear… You will still be alive, in the heavens and the earth, in the long river of history, but all traces of your existence will be erased. He will not remember you, the world will not remember you, and even the rules will forget your existence.”

“If you leave him a letter before you are hidden, the letter will also be completely hidden, and no one will be able to find it… that would be more terrible than death.”

Liao Chen nodded thoughtfully. “Is that all?”

“Is that all?” the lotus spirit said. “You don’t understand what that feels like at all! Once you are hidden, the whole world has nothing to do with you. You can’t control anyone’s decisions and can only watch as they walk towards a new destiny, and there is no trace of you in this destiny. The people you care about, the things you care about, will no longer care about you, and won’t even remember you… You are not dead, but what is the difference between that and being dead?”

Liao Chen shook his head. “As long as I don’t die, there will definitely be a way to let him find me.”

“You’re wrong!” the lotus spirit said. “If you die, he will at least know where you went, at least know how you disappeared. Even if he goes to brave the sea of consciousness to find your consciousness fragments, at least he will still have the motivation to save you. But you will be hidden, you will disappear… you don’t understand at all what it means to disappear. To disappear is to be without a trace.”

“If he can’t find me, then he is a real waste.”

“You don’t know the power of being hidden at all…”

Something in the surroundings suddenly disappeared, and the lotus spirit immediately closed its mouth.

Liao Chen glanced at it, feeling the gradually dissipating power, and returned to Yan Jingyu’s bedside.

The latter was still sleeping soundly. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his face, which was peacefully resting in his long hair. He gently pulled up the corner of the quilt to cover his half-exposed shoulder. “What are the chances of success?”

“There is always a risk in everything.” The lotus spirit closed its petals again and muttered, “If he were the one chosen by fate, there would be no need for you to go to such great lengths…”

The one chosen by fate would naturally be reborn from death.

But Liao Chen couldn’t gamble. In his youth, he had actually thought that Yan Jingyu might be the one chosen by fate, because Chi Yuan had mocked him time and time again, saying that he was just Yan Jingyu’s whetstone, that he was a waste, that he would never be Yan Jingyu’s opponent.

No one knew what Liao Chen was going through every time Yan Jingyu broke through a realm.

In those years, he had wished to kill Yan Jingyu countless times, but in the end, he had to risk being completely hidden to save him.

“Truly, the world is unpredictable…”

Liao Chen directly picked him up, along with the quilt, and said in a low voice, “This period of time, just take it as my compensation in advance.”

Yan Jingyu felt that his back was sore and his legs were weak.

He could clearly feel that Liao Chen was no longer as restrained as before, because he was worried that his yang deficiency would affect his soul-lamp. This time, it could almost be said to be wide open and wide-ranging, almost directly crippling him.

He didn’t know how long he had slept. He had asked the other for a mouthful of water in the middle of it, and had fallen asleep in a daze. When he woke up again, he saw a starry sky. His eyelashes were half-closed, and his fair face was like a white jade that had been soaked in the water of the Heavenly Lake, emitting a faint halo under the illumination of the firelight.

…Wait, a starry sky?!

Yan Jingyu suddenly sat up, looked down at himself, then quickly pulled the quilt up high, his eyes wide as he looked around… the wilderness, and he himself, was in a, bird’s nest.

“…” His brain worked sluggishly for a while. He finally turned his face to look at the culprit on the side. Liao Chen was sitting neatly dressed on the side, looking at his wide, cat-like eyes, and also the somewhat messy, fluffy long hair on his head, his voice gentle. “Mrs. has woken up?”

“…” Yan Jingyu’s eyes were still as wide as a cat’s. Although he didn’t feel a particularly obvious chill, the starry sky and the fields still made him feel a sense of resistance instinctively. “What is this place?”

“The outskirts of Lingyun City.” Liao Chen said, “Didn’t you agree to live a mortal life with me before? Look, a farm, wheat fields, a canal, a starry sky…”

Finally, he gestured to the bonfire in front of him. “Worldly atmosphere.”

He even fanned his sleeve at Yan Jingyu. Yan Jingyu was choked and coughed a few times, covering his mouth and nose with his hand, his expression still very dazed. “Why, is there no house?”

“I can build a nest, but I’m not very good at building a house.” Liao Chen said seriously, “As the saying goes, marry a phoenix, follow a phoenix; marry a dog, follow a dog. You… you won’t dislike me, will you?”

“…Then what about my clothes?”

“We of the bird clan are all like this outside.” Liao Chen thought for a moment. “Maybe because you don’t have feathers, so you’re not used to it. I got you a quilt. You can get up later…”

Yan Jingyu slapped him with his palm. Liao Chen raised his hand to block it, stunned. “Are you murdering your husband?”

Yan Jingyu’s breathing was ragged, his eyes red. He had never dreamed that a physical and mental exchange that he had wholeheartedly thrown himself into would be met with such an outrageous treatment. It was one thing not to have any warmth, but the other had actually thrown him naked into the wilderness! He was trembling all over with anger. “I agreed to experience a mortal life with you, but that doesn’t mean I’m willing to sleep in this broken bird’s nest of yours!!!!”

He lifted his other arm to strike him, but was caught by Liao Chen and held, along with the quilt. He frowned. “I built the nest with my own hands…”

“Pah—!”

Yan Jingyu’s hands were both caught, but he still angrily interrupted him. “Liao Qi Mei, you are deliberately humiliating me!! I even thought that you had reversed time and space for me and had been beaten back by the rules, and must have suffered a great deal of grievance. I wholeheartedly wanted to make you feel better, and you, you treat me like this?!!!”

So it was because of this that he cried… Liao Chen looked at his wronged and angry expression, his heart softening into a puddle. The space around them quickly changed. He softened his voice. “I was just teasing you. How could I really let you sleep in a bird’s nest? Look, we have a house.”

Yan Jingyu did not hesitate to smash his head against him. Liao Chen timely isolated him with his spiritual energy and held him tightly again. “Don’t be angry. I won’t do this again in the future… Look, there’s a house, there’s everything.”

The beams and tiles on the roof appeared. The location of the nest turned into a large bed. The small house indeed had everything one could want. Yan Jingyu was currently being held by him and sitting on a couch, with a burning stove in front of him.

Yan Jingyu was still trembling. He couldn’t forget the shame that had surged up in that instant when he found himself naked under the starlight. Thinking that this shame was brought to him by Liao Chen, he trembled even more fiercely, his heart pounding, as if it would explode at any moment.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Liao Chen looked at the tears rolling down his eyes, knowing that he had done something wrong this time. He quickly brought some clothes. “I’ll help you put them on. Don’t be angry. I won’t do this again in the future. Yan Qi?”

Yan Jingyu took several deep breaths, the tears still streaming down. He glared at Liao Chen, his lips pouting, bitten by his teeth, his expression as wronged as it could be.

Liao Chen’s heart grew even more guilty, but he had no experience in dressing people. He couldn’t even get the sleeves on after a long time. Yan Jingyu finally pushed him away, put on his inner clothes himself, held his clothes with both hands, and returned to the bed, shrinking under the covers, sniffling and crying.

Today, in the bed curtains, Yan Jingyu was clearly deliberately catering to him. This was not the Yan Jingyu he knew. Liao Chen’s original intention was that he felt he was holding something back and wanted to take the opportunity to let him vent. After all, he and Yan Jingyu had always been like this before. They would fight and bicker, and after the matter was out, it would be over. But Yan Jingyu seemed to be completely unprepared for his actions at this moment. Although he had forced him to reveal what was in his heart, it had still backfired. The person seemed to be even more wronged. He sat to the side, not knowing how to comfort him for a moment.

“Hmm… in the future, I won’t let you be my Mrs., okay?”

“I was never your Mrs. to begin with!!”

“…I never really intended to let you be my Mrs.”

These words also made Liao Chen’s heart ache. He placed his hand on the stove, and the room fell into silence for a moment.

He didn’t know how long had passed. Yan Jingyu’s stomach suddenly rumbled. He held it in and didn’t move. Liao Chen glanced at him with his eyes, continued to gaze at the stove, and also didn’t move.

Yan Jingyu’s stomach began to rumble a second time, a third time…

Liao Chen suddenly felt that being a mortal seemed to be quite good. If Yan Jingyu really did ascend to immortality, what would he do if he encountered this kind of thing in the future?

Yan Jingyu would definitely not take the initiative to talk to him.

He also had no intention of taking the initiative to talk to him now…

In the end, it was still Liao Chen who burned through time and space and shouted to Mo Xia, who was cultivating with Mo Dong, “Go get something to eat.”

Before Mo Xia could react, she suddenly saw a pillow come from that side. It wasn’t thrown directly, but was caught by the Demon Lord.

She poked her head out from that side. “Demon Lord, this is…”

“I’m not eating Mo Xia’s food.” A voice came, clearly Yan Jingyu’s. “You go cook for me.”

Mo Xia’s eyes widened. For the first time, she saw a hint of embarrassment and helplessness on the Demon Lord’s face. She said subconsciously, “Demon Lord…”

“Hurry up and prepare it.” Liao Chen left a sentence and directly closed the crack. But he saw Yan Jingyu sit up from the bed. He seemed to have finally found a way to take revenge on Liao Chen. His red eyes stared at him fiercely. “You go, cook, for me.”

“Even when I was short of food and clothing, I always used my own two hands to rob others.” Liao Chen showed him his two hands. “On what grounds do you think I would learn to cook for you?”

Yan Jingyu looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, “Did you find a way to save me?”

“…?” Liao Chen’s lips moved slightly, then pursed tightly. He then coughed heavily a few times. “I, I traveled through one hundred and thirty-three years, and was beaten by the rules until my divinity was gone…”

“Serves you right.” Yan Jingyu said coldly, “You cheap thing. Why didn’t it just kill you directly?”

“Yan Jingyu… I don’t like to hear you say that…”

“Hurry up and get me something to eat!”

Another pillow was thrown over. Liao Chen was so angry he laughed. “Am I your father or your mother? On what grounds should I get you something to eat?”

“…” Yan Jingyu directly lay down with his back to him. Liao Chen said, “Whatever Mo Xia makes later, you eat it. She has always loved this… you shouldn’t reject her good intentions either.”

The last sentence, he unconsciously softened again.

Yan Jingyu closed his eyes, directly covered his head with the quilt, and rolled himself up.

“If I didn’t see that you had something on your mind, would I have used this method to tease you?” Liao Chen said, “One must be grateful!”

Yan Jingyu did not answer a single word.

The second time he melted through space, Mo Xia poked her head out with a gossipy look and handed over the food box. Liao Chen glanced at her curious little face, thinking that she was still useful, and barely suppressed the thought of taking her life.

Closing the space again, he placed the food box on the bedside.

Yan Jingyu did not move.

Liao Chen took out the food from inside again and placed them on the table one by one. Listening to the rumbling of his stomach, he took out another pot of Wenjun Lüyi and fanned the air towards him.

Yan Jingyu’s whole body, only his stomach was constantly rumbling, but the person did not move at all.

Liao Chen sneered. “Eat it or not. Starve to death for all I care.”

He turned and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the withered leaves of the locust tree in the courtyard, then glanced at Yan Jingyu again. “Anyway, it’s not me who’s hungry.”

The room was silent. After a while, “Even if you don’t eat, with this Lord’s spiritual energy, the food won’t go bad.”

…

“It will keep tempting you until you eat it!”

…

“Do you think I will beg you to eat?!”

…

The sky gradually darkened. Yan Jingyu, between enduring hunger and falling asleep, chose to endure hunger and fall asleep.

When he woke up again in a daze, he suddenly saw Liao Chen lying on his side beside him. Yan Jingyu was slightly stunned. Before he could react, a Bigu Pill was suddenly stuffed into his mouth.

Liao Chen stood up with satisfaction. “If you want to be hungry, then be hungry. Anyway, you won’t starve to death.”