112: A bizarre living room, tearing apart the past.
Feng Yike slept very soundly. No matter how Su Luo touched her head, she wouldn't wake up.
It wasn't until the sun set that Feng Yike slowly opened her eyes.
When Su Luo saw Feng Yike open her eyes, he immediately beamed, not for any other reason than his legs were practically numb!
"My dear little grandma, you're finally awake," Su Luo said, looking down at Feng Yike with a wry smile.
Hearing Su Luo's voice, memories flooded Feng Yike's mind like a tide.
She then suddenly snapped back to reality and, with a 'whoosh,' sat up from Su Luo's lap.
Then, blushing, she turned around and, in a 'duck-sit' posture, gently began massaging Su Luo's legs.
Looking at Feng Yike, who resembled a demure young wife, Su Luo felt a bit unaccustomed.
The previously ill-mannered Feng Yike was now obediently massaging his legs; he found it hard to believe.
But, it must be said, Feng Yike's technique was quite good, making him feel very comfortable.
"Mm~ Not bad, not bad, good technique," Su Luo's face showed a hint of a pleased smile.
Hearing the praise, Feng Yike's face flushed even more, and she massaged with greater effort.
After more than ten minutes of massaging, Su Luo finally felt that his legs had recovered and were no longer numb.
"Alright, alright, that's enough, no need to massage anymore," Su Luo waved his hand, declining Feng Yike's service.
Upon hearing this, Feng Yike's eyes instantly dimmed, and a sense of loss emanated from her.
Seeing this, Su Luo frowned and involuntarily clicked his tongue.
What's going on?
He felt as if... Feng Yike's state was a bit off?
"Let's go, let's go, it's time to head back," Su Luo stopped overthinking and stood up, saying.
Feng Yike also stood up with Su Luo, then lowered her head and gripped the corner of Su Luo's clothes, seemingly clinging to him.
Seeing this, Su Luo's mouth twitched slightly.
He wanted to directly pull Feng Yike's hand away, but in the end, he softened, mainly fearing that Feng Yike's mental state would collapse again.
He took a step forward, and Feng Yike obediently followed behind Su Luo, matching his every step.
They arrived at the Crimson Fire Red Ape's territory again and took away the ten barrels of crimson fire wine.
He also told the two Crimson Fire Red Ape leaders that they must provide him with twenty barrels of crimson fire wine next month.
Returning to the school, Su Luo walked directly towards his home. Feng Yike, as always, followed behind Su Luo, showing no intention of leaving.
Students on the road pointed and whispered about them, but Su Luo ignored them; they were just some gossips.
Upon reaching the villa entrance, Su Luo finally couldn't help but turn around and softly say, "I'm home. You should go home too."
Feng Yike was startled by this, then looked up and around.
She realized that she had somehow returned to the villa area, and a look of regret and annoyance appeared on her face.
She paused for a few seconds before reluctantly accepting reality.
"Alright~ Then I'll go back first~ Bye-bye**." Feng Yike raised her hand to bid farewell to Su Luo, then turned and left.
Leaving a bewildered Su Luo standing rooted to the spot, deep in thought.
The first few words Feng Yike spoke were very clear, but the two most crucial words after "bye-bye" were unclear to Su Luo.
Did she say... Su Luo?
It should be Su Luo, he didn't have any other names.
But if it was Su Luo, why wouldn't Feng Yike let him hear it clearly?
Su Luo frowned, looking at Feng Yike's slowly departing back, feeling very strange, but unable to pinpoint what was strange about it.
He sighed and shook his head. If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it. It shouldn't be a big problem... Returning to her own home, Feng Yike pushed open the villa gate.
She walked directly towards the villa building and calmly pushed open the door.
Strangely, as Feng Yike opened the door, a rustling sound suddenly echoed in the living room.
It sounded like many sheets of paper being blown by the wind.
Feng Yike, however, was accustomed to this. She stepped into the dark living room and reached out to switch on the wall light.
As the living room light was turned on, the brightness revealed the overall appearance of the living room.
The living room walls were covered with red talismans adorned with eerie symbols.
Moreover, the living room wasn't just covered with talismans on the walls.
The TV, the table, the sofa, the stools, and the stairs—talismans were everywhere.
The talismans extended up the stairs, suggesting that the upstairs was also covered with them.
And without exception, all these talismans had one character written in the center.
鎮 (Zhen - Suppress)!
These bizarre evil-suppressing talismans, illuminated by the living room light, dyed the entire room blood-red.
A living room should be a very cozy place, but this living room exuded an ominous aura no matter how one looked at it.
Feng Yike's eyes were calm and unperturbed, clearly accustomed to it.
She closed the door, walked with light steps to the dining table, sat on a chair, and poured herself a glass of water from a kettle.
As Feng Yike drank water, her eyes were fixed on the evil-suppressing talisman on the kettle.
Suddenly, she reached out, tore off the evil-suppressing talisman, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.
"I'm no longer afraid of you coming back to retaliate against me!" Feng Yike's eyes were firm, and her tone was calm, as if she had completely let go of something.
She then drank the water in her cup in one gulp, rolled up her sleeves, and walked to the wall.
She began tearing off the evil-suppressing talismans from the wall one by one, directly tossing them into the trash can.
As each evil-suppressing talisman was torn off, a smile finally appeared on Feng Yike's face.
After more than an hour of work, all the evil-suppressing talismans were finally completely cleaned up.
The trash can was already overflowing.
Feng Yike panted heavily, lying on the floor with a relaxed mind.
The entire living room, illuminated by the warm yellow light, seemed to have been reborn.
The eerie and oppressive atmosphere was gone, replaced by warmth and tranquility.
Feng Yike lay sprawled on the floor, looking up at the ceiling.
Suddenly, she raised her right hand, pointed her index finger at the ceiling.
"I'm telling you! Don't bother me in my dreams anymore! Otherwise, I'll electrocute you again! Do you hear me?!"
Feng Yike's tone was firm, and her voice was loud, as if she was venting something.
After venting, Feng Yike sat up and lowered her head to smell herself.
A reassuring scent immediately intoxicated Feng Yike.
"Hehehe, Su Luo's scent smells so good."
Smelling the scent on her clothes, Feng Yike's face showed a foolish grin, like a maniac.
After smelling enough, Feng Yike did a carp jump, immediately took off her top, revealing her sexy defined abs.
Upon closer inspection, faint outlines of a few abdominal muscles were visible.
"Must seal it well, the scent will lose its value if it dissipates!" Feng Yike muttered.
She then rushed upstairs, rummaged through drawers and cabinets, and found a sealed bag.
Immediately after, she sealed the top she was holding to prevent the scent from disappearing.
After sealing it, Feng Yike's lips curled into a happy smile as she looked at the top in her hand.