mtl008 Chapter 81 Arranged Marriage
Chapter 81 Arranged Marriage
Perhaps because he was certain that Sun Yue would have no chance of escaping from Cimu Hall, Yan Yu was not in a hurry.
He even started squatting down to add oil to the oil lamps on the ground... After walking around the main hall, he returned to the offering table.
Then, he casually lifted the cloth under the altar—
However, there was nothing below.
There wasn't a single player in the small space.
Yan Yu looked up at the golden statue of the Compassionate Mother Goddess with some doubt, then at the obedient wooden boxes, before saying, "Since you want to protect them, then let these little mice behave themselves."
He said this and then left the main hall of the Compassionate Mother Hall.
Sun Yue, who was under the altar, was trembling. The moment Yan Yu lifted the cloth, she felt as if she had seen the thing's true form. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she couldn't remember anything until a warm force covered her body, which brought her back to her senses.
Then she realized that Yan Yu in her field of vision had turned into the familiar look she knew.
He seemed not to have noticed anything.
They didn't see themselves under the offering table at all.
Then Sun Yue heard Yan Yu's words, the implication of which seemed to be that the Goddess of Compassion was protecting them, outsiders?
Sun Yue was both surprised and suspicious. After all, from the beginning until now, this mysterious belief in Wusheng Village seemed to her to be almost like a cult.
how……?
But the subtle warmth behind it seemed genuine.
Especially the reminder she received to protect herself made her begin to doubt her previous guesses.
Sun Yue crouched under the offering table until she heard Yan Yu's footsteps gradually fade away, then she crawled out from under the offering table.
When she looked back at the golden statue of the Compassionate Mother Goddess, the fear she had felt earlier was gone. Although she was still puzzled, she still knelt respectfully on the prayer mat and kowtowed in gratitude.
……
Yan Xun returned home.
He glanced at the time; it was less than half an hour until 11 o'clock.
Gui Yuchong's body remained lying obediently on the bed, without any change.
He glanced down at Gui Yuchong, patted him up and down to make sure he wasn't missing any limbs, then stuffed him into his backpack. Then, just like in the movies, he lay on the pillow and pretended to be asleep.
Time passed second by second, and Yan Xun, with her eyes closed, had no idea what time it was.
He wanted to wait for the dark figure to appear, but after lying down for a while, he felt sleepy, and slowly... Yan Xun, lying on the bed, fell into a dream again.
……
Yan Xun sat in his office.
Next to him was a cup of coffee, and in front of him was a headache-inducing spreadsheet. His computer screen was covered with sticky notes marking the deadlines for various tasks—some even highlighted in different colors to indicate their importance.
Too many labels can make it difficult to distinguish which task is more urgent.
"Hey, do you still have some annual leave left?"
Someone patted Yan Xun on the shoulder.
Yan Xun looked over and saw a stranger. "Take a vacation first."
"There's always work to be done."
Yan Xun heard himself speak, "Boss, I..."
"By the way, there have been anonymous emails lately talking about your work attitude. Come to my office."
The scene quickly shifted to an office, where Yan Xun sat opposite the person whose face was obscured.
"Are you very tired lately?" the other person asked.
"They say you often doze off at your workstation."
Yan Xun had no idea whether he was tired in his dream, but just as he was about to speak, he yawned, and before he could explain, he yawned again.
Without Yan Xun needing to say anything, the person opposite, whose face was obscured, raised his hand and said, "Alright, I understand."
"They say you've been spending a lot of time in the break room lately."
"I made a lot of coffee and kept yawning."
The boss said to Yan Xun, "The company has decided to give you a period of leave because you haven't had a vacation in a long time."
"Don't overthink it." The eldest brother stood up, walked to Yan Xun's side, and patted him on the shoulder. "It's just a vacation... Don't you still have a year of annual leave left?"
"It's a good time to take a break."
Yan Xun heard himself speak, "Understood, boss."
The eldest brother waved his hand, signaling that Yan Xun could leave.
As soon as Yan Xun left the office, he habitually headed towards the break room. Upon seeing his arrival, two colleagues who had been talking suddenly stopped chatting, glanced at him, and then quickly left.
Yan Xun stood there, preparing to open the refrigerator to take a look. In his dream, he seemed to have bought some food and temporarily put it in the refrigerator.
But then two more colleagues came in and saw him.
They looked at each other as if they had seen something ominous, then left the office laughing.
'How annoying!'
'Yeah, why aren't they leaving yet?'
"I'd like to ask if the company could do more background checks when hiring? Don't just hire any old, worthless people."
In his dream, Yan Xun, filled with rage, slammed the refrigerator door shut, then stormed out of the break room, staring at the two people—
What did you say?!
What are you saying about me behind my back?
The two men were startled and stared at him in shock. "You must have misheard me?"
“We didn’t say anything.”
"Yeah, you didn't say anything, are you crazy?"
The commotion was probably too loud, because the boss also came out of his office. He looked around the break room and finally said to Yan Xun—
"Fine, you can take a vacation now."
"Please don't come to the company for the time being."
"Let's relax for a while and then talk about it."
"Your access card will be revoked soon. We'll notify you on DingTalk once you've had enough rest..." the boss said to Yan Xun. "Take good rest."
He wanted to come over and pat Yan Xun on the shoulder again to comfort him.
Yan Xun suddenly shook off his arm, ripped off his employee badge and threw it on the ground, saying, "I quit."
The colleagues around, whose faces were obscured, started chattering again, and the boss angrily said, "What are you doing?"
Yan Xun looked at the name tag that had been thrown on the carpet, then looked up at his colleague whose face he couldn't see clearly, who was chattering incessantly.
He turned and left the company.
……
Yan Xun was woken up by being suffocated.
When he woke up, he found it was already bright daylight. His face was buried in the pillow, so it's no wonder he woke up feeling suffocated.
Yan Yu appeared in the room with a familiar food box. Seeing that he was awake, she greeted him, "It's good that you're awake."
"You can eat after you wash up."
Yan Xun touched his head and then looked at the wall clock on the side of the room.
It was 9 a.m., so it seemed he had slept for a long time.
He got out of bed, washed up, and sat down in that chair... Yan Yu changed his clothes again and sat opposite him.
Seeing that he was still a little sleepy, she wasn't in a hurry and just sat there quietly waiting.
After waiting a few minutes, Yan Xun slowly picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the steamed bun that Yan Yu had brought.
"Where did you buy it?" he asked, not remembering that steamed buns were sold in Wusheng Village.
"Do you like it?" Yan Yu asked.
Yan Xun swallowed the bun in his mouth and mumbled, "It's alright."
"I'm happy as long as you like it," Yan Yu said happily, but didn't say where the steamed buns came from.
"I had a dream yesterday," Yan Xun said, head down, picking up some side dishes with her chopsticks.
"What dream?" Yan Yu asked curiously.
“A nightmare,” Yan Xun said, looking up at Yan Yu and smiling. “I dreamt that I was forced to marry someone.”
"Isn't that ridiculous?"
"Arranged marriage..." he said to Yan Yu, "I hate it when people force me to do things."