I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Is Chapter 189 a dream?



Is Chapter 189 a dream?

Actually, by now, Xie Yan no longer feels the same anger she did back then.

Not to mention that ten years have passed in this world, she herself has spent a year alone in the false world, and all her emotions have been worn away.

Why is she arguing with a patient?

Faced with Shen Yan's expectant gaze, Xie Yan simply looked away, avoiding his question, "The ground is cold, get up first."

With the recent warming weather and the arrival of summer, Xie Yan has been wearing loose-fitting nightgowns these past few days when no staff members are visiting. The solid-color cotton and linen nightgowns don't have any complicated patterns, but they are exceptionally soft and comfortable against the skin.

She was sitting on a low stool. Her skirt, which originally reached her calves, was now shorter, barely reaching her knees, revealing her long, fair legs and skin with a healthy, radiant glow.

After hearing what she had to say, Shen Yan did not obediently get up. Instead, he suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around her calves, turned his head, and gently rubbed his face against her knees.

The cool, furry touch made Xie Yan shiver slightly. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she really felt that Shen Yan looked like some kind of small animal at that moment.

“I know you can’t let go of my older brother, after all, you’ve liked him for so many years.”

His voice was soft, but it sounded like he had made up his mind. Xie Yan could feel his arms, which were holding her legs, trembling slightly.

Shen Yan gritted her teeth, almost squeezing out a desperate voice, "If you insist on being with him, I can be your secret lover, as long as you're willing, as long as you still like me."

"......"

Xie Yan felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her brain completely smooth as if she had received a wrinkle-removing injection.

What on earth is this kid thinking?

"Get up first," Xie Yan said numbly.

"I had a nightmare. You disappeared in my dream. I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find you anywhere." Shen Yan rubbed his knee against hers twice, as if trying to etch that warmth and touch into his soul. "I don't care about anything else, as long as you're by my side. I'll do whatever you say, and I'll never make you angry again, okay?"

"..."

"Sister, please talk to me, don't stay silent, I'm scared."

"..."

Xie Yan was filled with mixed emotions and remained silent. Shen Yan finally raised his face and looked at her with red eyes.

It was raining outside, and the sunlight wasn't very bright. Xie Yan was backlit, and the dim light from the balcony cast a faint halo around her.

Her hair was pulled back, her face was clean and beautiful yet indistinct, she wore a white dress, she was as beautiful as an angel, or like a dream bubble that would shatter if you touched it.

Like a dream.

Shen Yan suddenly became short of breath.

Is it a dream?

Is he dreaming again? Or is it just a hallucination?

What is the truth? That nightmare?

A great panic gradually surfaced in his eyes, and tears were about to spill from his eyes. He suddenly let go of her hand, not daring to touch Xie Yan at all. His mind was on the verge of collapse.

Shen Yan's expression visibly changed, startling Xie Yan so much that she dropped the bowl in her hand. She didn't know why Shen Yan was suddenly like this, but instinctively reached out and grabbed his hand that had let go of hers.

Xie Yan called Shen Yan's name over and over again, as if calling back a soul, tirelessly.

A reassuring warmth emanated from his palm. After a long while, his dark pupils finally regained focus. Shen Yan's expression was numb. "Is this still a dream?"

"No," Xie Yan answered decisively, pinching Shen Yan's handsome cheek hard. "Does it hurt?"

"......pain."

"It's normal for it to hurt; it means you weren't dreaming."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan laughed as if she had just escaped a disaster, her emotions changing rapidly, "You scared me to death! I thought I was dreaming, sister..."

He took Xie Yan's hand and lowered his head to kiss her, smelling her reassuring scent and feeling her comforting warmth. A beautiful smile curved his lips as he was overjoyed, and he would occasionally let out a satisfied sigh.

His appearance was eerie no matter how you looked at him, and Xie Yan felt her mind buzzing and in complete confusion.

Ten years ago, Shen Yan was just paranoid and had a strong desire for control; his condition had never deteriorated to this extent. If she hadn't intervened in time, she wouldn't know what Shen Yan might have done in his unstable mental state.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Shen Yan leaned closer, his handsome features magnified several times, his expression showing concern. "Why are your eyes red?"

Xie Yan immediately turned her head away, but a large hand grabbed her chin and forced her to turn back. Shen Yan looked at her seriously, "If anyone bullies you, you must tell me."

Complex emotions stabbed at her tear ducts like knives, and Xie Yan suddenly felt an overwhelming pang of sadness.

Actually, the person who bullied her was Shen Yan, but Shen Yan's current inhuman and ghostly appearance was also thanks to her.

It's just that we owe each other something.

She thought, if only Shen Yan were an ordinary person.

Fried rice was spilled all over the floor. Xie Yan was really hungry. Her stomach rumbled a few times at an inopportune moment, and Shen Yan immediately went to bring over his portion of rice.

Xie Yan saw his slow, unsteady steps, yet he earnestly protected the small bowl in his hands, and felt another sharp, stinging pain in her heart.

She got up and pulled Shen Yan to sit on the sofa with her, since she wasn't really in the mood to watch TV anyway.

The sofa in the room was a small two-seater sofa. Xie Yan lowered her head and ate her rice, while Shen Yan watched her from the side with a calm and gentle expression.

As if remembering something, Xie Yan suddenly asked, "Where's your phone? Can I borrow it for a moment?"

She has no communication devices here, can't contact the outside world, and doesn't know what the situation is like outside.

But Shen Yan shook his head. "They took it."

they?

Xie Yan quickly realized that Shen Yan was referring to the people the bureau had sent to monitor her. "Then how did you know I was here? How did you get in? Didn't they stop you downstairs?"

After regaining her composure, Xie Yan realized something was wrong. Shen Yan, in this state, was actually able to reach the place where she was being monitored to find her.

However, Shen Yan clearly had his own logic, seamlessly blending past memories with present events. His expression remained calm. "Of course I know they wouldn't dare stop me; they just wouldn't let me bring my phone in."

Given his current state, Xie Yan wasn't sure how much of what he said could be believed, but she still tried to ask some questions about the investigation, wanting to know how far things were going and how much longer it would take.

Shen Yan did indeed know quite a bit, and he told her everything.

A few hours ago, the technical department discovered an abnormal signal on a computer that belonged to Cui Nan. The bureau is now focusing its investigation on Cui Nan, and if nothing unexpected happens, the other suspects should be cleared in the next couple of days.

Upon hearing this, Xie Yan frowned deeply, as this was quite different from her guess.

But upon closer examination, it does seem to make sense.

As the project leader, Cui Nan was able to manage all processes, and she participated in everything from the unit's research and development to the testing of future technology equipment, without ever taking a day off.

Xie Yan took a two-week leave during the initial testing phase, Xie Yutong and her ilk never even stepped into the Future Technology Research Institute, and Director Huang only came once or twice to inspect the work.

In terms of time and convenience, Cui Nan was indeed the most suitable candidate. However, Xie Yan still remembered the day she suddenly returned to the office and saw Xie Yutong acting suspiciously in front of her computer. Although she had already checked it once, she still felt uneasy now, wondering what if she had missed something.

If only she could have access to her own computer, but unfortunately she can't even touch a cell phone right now.

A cool touch suddenly came from between Xie Yan's brows. Shen Yan reached out and smoothed the furrow in her brow with his fingers. "Don't be afraid, you'll be out soon. I'm here."

Xie Yan pulled his wandering hand away. "Where's Xie Yutong? Didn't they find anything? Is she also under residential surveillance?"

Shen Yan simply grabbed her arm, squinted his eyes, and snuggled against her happily, saying, "I heard they didn't find anything; they're all staying in the interrogation room."

Xie Yan was taken aback. She had always thought that everyone was the same, but she never expected that she was the one being treated differently.

Seeing Shen Yan's congratulatory expression, Xie Yan knew who had done it. She hadn't expected him to have such power to get her out of the National Security Bureau's interrogation room.

But why?


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