Exorcising evil spirits for my senior in the middle of the night

"On my chest?"

Shen Qingci was slightly stunned and subconsciously raised her hand to press below her collarbone. "Is it because the height of the mirror happens to be right in front of my chest?"

She frowned, pondering the reason.

This matter involved her talent, so its importance to her was self-evident.

But the more it was like this, the more flustered she became, unable to analyze the cause.

Chen Yu nodded, his expression serious. "It's very likely. Mirrors belong to the Yin element and share the same source as your talent. This might be a targeted attack..."

He wasn't talking nonsense; otherwise, why would the mirror only attack her?

Perhaps Shen Qingci's talent was a threat to the mirror?

So it struck early, wanting to get rid of her?

If that were the case, what would have happened if he had arrived late?

Shen Qingci also found it increasingly terrifying. She looked up: "Junior Brother Chen Yu, what's the connection between the method you just mentioned and where the yin malevolence is gathered?"

Chen Yu slowed down his speech slightly and spoke solemnly: "To resolve the Yin Malevolent Energy inside your body, two conditions must be met: first, direct contact with the place where the yin malevolence is most concentrated; second, during contact, there must be no barriers to ensure that the consumption of Future Power is minimized!"

After saying that, he fell silent, waiting for Shen Qingci's response.

Shen Qingci froze completely after his words fell... Direct contact?

No barriers?

Didn't this mean being... by Chen Yu? Her whole body trembled as a surge of scorching heat rose from her heart, instantly burning through her entire body.

Under the dim light, Senior Sister Shen's collar loosened unconsciously, faintly revealing the hollow of her collarbone and the full, rounded curves further down. Her wet long hair clung messily to her neck, shoulders, and chest.

"This..."

She was a bit hesitant, not daring to meet Chen Yu's gaze.

Chen Yu also shook his head: "Forget it, Senior Sister Shen. Don't force yourself. It's just a matter of spending more time and effort. Since I promised to help you, I won't leave you halfway."

"If once doesn't work, then ten times; if ten times doesn't work, then a hundred."

Shen Qingci's heart suddenly constricted.

In the days since the apocalypse arrived, she had grown accustomed to self-preservation, betrayal, calculation, and indifference.

But Chen Yu... was so sincere towards her, willing to take on so many risks.

While she... was hesitating over a bit of shame.

The difference in character was stark.

"Alright, Senior Sister, continue using your palm. I'll help you keep dispersing it and strive to restore your talent as soon as possible!"

As Chen Yu spoke, he reached out his hand, palm up.

But in the next second!

Shen Qingci suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist... Chen Yu paused and looked up at her.

Shen Qingci raised her head, her cheeks incredibly flushed. Her eyes, which always held a sense of distance, now showed determination... "No."

"Use... the method you mentioned."

She didn't let go of Chen Yu's wrist but instead used her other trembling hand to gently unbutton her clothes.

She turned her head away, her long eyelashes tightly shut as she bit her lower lip: "Chen Yu... thank you..."

Chen Yu said righteously: "Senior Sister, it's what I should do."

...The next day.

The blizzard seemed to have temporarily stopped, and outside the window was an endless expanse of white.

Daylight seeped into the villa through the dusty glass windows, casting a grayish-blue tone over the room.

Chen Yu woke up on the large bed.

"Whew..."

Li Mengyao had slipped in at some point, curled up on the other edge of the bed, sleeping soundly and snoring slightly while tightly clutching a pillow.

Chen Yu yawned and slowly got up.

Walking out of the bedroom into the living room, Lin Yue was wrapped in a thin blanket, sleeping on the sofa.

And by the dining table, Shen Qingci was already up.

She had changed into clean clothes—a white T-shirt and sweatpants—with her hair loosely tied back, though her face showed a hint of exhaustion.

Clatter, clatter...

She was organizing the storage containers on the table, which were filled with neatly arranged blanched mutton rolls.

Beside them were a few small containers of dipping sauce.

They were likely supplies sent over by Zhang Wanyue through the Public Backpack this morning.

Hearing footsteps, Shen Qingci looked up.

Their gazes met briefly.

A blush quietly spread to the tips of Shen Qingci's ears.

She quickly turned her face away, avoiding Chen Yu's gaze: "Ah... Junior Brother Chen Yu, you... you're awake..."

Chen Yu's expression was as usual. He walked to the table and asked casually, "Why is she in the room?"

Shen Qingci explained, "This morning I saw her sitting on the sofa with red eyes, still listening to you and staring at the bathroom. I was afraid something would happen to her, so I quickly dragged her in to sleep..."

Chen Yu nodded: "Alright. By the way, how is your talent recovery going?"

Shen Qingci stopped her movements and raised her hand. The shadow on the ground twisted slightly; it was clearly more agile than last night, but it still carried a noticeable sense of sluggishness.

"Maybe... about ten or twenty percent?"

She smiled contentedly: "I can barely control it now..."

Chen Yu's tone was flat: "Hmm, progress is good. Take it step by step."

"Chen Yu,"

Shen Qingci's voice was soft but very solemn. "Last night... thank you so much. If it weren't for you..."

She paused, her brow furrowing as if recollecting:

"Junior Brother Chen Yu, after you helped me with the Exorcism last night, you coughed so hard, and your face was terrifyingly pale. I almost thought you were going to faint. How are you feeling now?"

"Do you feel unwell anywhere? Do you need to rest some more?"

Her words were full of concern.

Chen Yu waved his hand: "It's fine, don't worry about me. We'll continue tonight..."

Shen Qingci's fingers trembled. The faint blush that had just faded from her ears showed signs of returning.

She wasn't a girl who easily got shy.

But all night long, she felt like her face had been flushed and her body had been burning.

Who told Chen Yu's hand to be so restless and strange... Shen Qingci didn't dare respond and instead changed the subject: "By the way, the Class Monitor sent over a note, probably for you. I didn't look at it; it's in the first slot."

Chen Yu gave an "oh" and took it out directly.

On it were a few lines of elegant handwriting:

「Chen Yu:

Everything is fine on the bus, and there are no abnormalities outside the villa.

No need to reply. Stay safe.

——Zhang Wanyue」

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Yu casually stuffed the note into his pocket.

Then he walked to the sofa and spoke calmly: "Lin Yue, wake up. It's time for breakfast. The blanched mutton from the Class Monitor has arrived. If you wait any longer, the Senior Sister and I will finish it..."

Lin Yue woke up dazed, rubbing her eyes, and obediently approached the table.

"Aren't we calling Mengyao?"

"Let her catch up on sleep for now. She didn't get much sleep last night."

"Okay, let's eat first."

The three sat around the dining table, the atmosphere a bit subtle.

Shen Qingci also ate in small bites, occasionally answering Lin Yue's questions in a low voice.

Chen Yu ate the meat quietly, reminiscing about the sensation from last night.

Suddenly, he frowned.

Because he felt a gaze on him.

Was Lin Yue looking at him?

Chen Yu remained calm. Using the motion of reaching for the dipping sauce, he glanced out of the corner of his eye... only to see Lin Yue with her head down, eating mutton in small bites, her cheeks puffed out, looking timid.

She wasn't looking?

An illusion?

Chen Yu shook his head and finished his meal quickly.