NCCnovel Chapter 12 Still young
Chapter 12 Still young
"The doctor said there's nothing seriously wrong at the moment, just some soft tissue contusions, but we still need to observe for 3 days." Ji Xingyi didn't answer directly, but poured Jiang Lin a glass of warm water before slowly explaining.
After the tour bus plunged off a cliff, the local government immediately organized a rescue operation. Jiang Lin's parents were both abroad, and Jiang Lin, the school's emergency contact, wrote down Xingyi's phone number.
At the time, Ji Xing was attending a business exhibition. She rushed over without even changing her clothes and arranged the best VIP private ward. She stayed by the bedside for a day and a night.
Jiang Lin was surprised that so much time had passed in reality, while the game time was less than 8 hours. Noticing the bloodshot eyes and obvious dark circles under the man's eyes, she smiled, raised her hand, and patted the back of the man's hand to comfort him, saying, "I'm fine."
Ji Xingyi rubbed her aching temples: "I didn't inform Auntie."
“No need. Even if they knew, they wouldn’t come back.” Jiang Lin shook his head slightly. His parents were both workaholics, spending all their time in the laboratory. Even if Ji Xingyi wanted to notify them, it wouldn’t be so easy.
Ji Xing nodded, glanced at the spacious hospital bed, and without asking Jiang Lin, lifted the blanket, took off her shoes, loosened her collar, and crawled inside.
Although the VIP bed was slightly larger than the regular bed, it was still a bit crowded for two men. Ji Xingyi pressed Jiang Lin's head into his neck until it touched the young man's skin. Only then did his tense nerves relax, and he said wearily, "I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while."
Even the usually calm and composed young nobleman would act like a child in front of him.
Jiang Lin shook his head helplessly, raised his hand to look at the gauze on his arm, and everything on Dead Soul Island seemed like a dream.
Injuries in the game didn't carry over into reality, but similarly, injuries in reality didn't carry over into dreams. This suggests that the bodies in the game world are not their real bodies.
It is a vessel containing their souls.
So, what kind of being was the creator of Dead Soul Island?
Gods?
demon?
alien?
Supernatural existence?
How many people have actually participated in the death game?
He remembered the Dead Soul Island app on his phone; perhaps he could find relevant clues online?
Thinking of this, Jiang Lin reached out to touch his childhood friend, intending to borrow Ji Xingyi's phone to look up relevant information. However, just as his hand touched his pocket, his wrist was grabbed.
"Don't move, rest." Ji Xingyi noticed Jiang Lin's movement. With his eyes closed, he instinctively comforted her while remembering Jiang Lin's injuries. He used only a tiny bit of force in his movements.
Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze wandering playfully over Ji Xingyi's flawless face, down her brow bone, jawline, and down her fair neck.
The glint in his eyes carried a hint of wickedness.
Jiang Lin thought to himself: Oh well, there's no rush.
Ji Xingyi hadn't slept for over twenty hours, and this time she slept extremely soundly until she was awakened by a knock on the door at nightfall. Only then did she cautiously get up. However, Jiang Lin was a light sleeper and still felt the movement beside her, so she also opened her eyes.
A man dressed in black, with muscular build and a slightly serious appearance, entered the house.
The man's name is Zhang Hui. He is Ji Xingyi's assistant and is almost thirty years old. He served in the special forces in his early years. After retiring, he worked for the Ji family for certain reasons. The old master Ji assigned him to Xingyi as his personal bodyguard.
This is the fourth year since Ji Xingyi and Jiang Lin started high school.
"Linlin, how are you feeling?" Zhang Hui asked, not showing any surprise at the two of them huddled together, as if he was already used to it.
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Brother Hui, I'm fine."
"That's good!" Zhang Hui said in a strong voice, quickly flipping up the small table and arranging the food he had bought one by one: "Are you hungry? I bought you some millet porridge, have some first."
Jiang Lin: "Thanks, Brother Hui."
Zhang Hui turned on the television, which was broadcasting news about the major accident caused by the landslide.
The presenter on screen happened to be broadcasting: "The search and rescue operation has ended... resulting in 19 deaths, 3 serious injuries, and 7 minor injuries..."
“Linlin, you have no idea,” Zhang Hui said, still shaken by the memory, “There were several people being resuscitated. The doctors said you might become a vegetable. Xingyi was so panicked. Thank goodness… thank goodness you’re alright… otherwise Xingyi…”
Ji Xingyi, his face dark, shoved the lunchbox into Zhang Hui's arms: "Shut up and eat!"
Jiang Lin glanced at Ji Xingyi's slightly red ear tips, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
While eating, Zhang Hui suddenly slapped his forehead and pulled a note from his pocket: "By the way, Linlin, a girl named Ding Xuehui came looking for you up ahead, but I saw you weren't awake yet, so I turned her away. She left her phone number, here you go."
"Ding Xuehui?" Ji Xingyi, who had just taken a bite of food, reacted quickly, snatching the note Zhang Hui handed her, her tone slightly questioning: "How do you know her?"
“She’s the school beauty! Of course I know,” Jiang Lin emphasized the words “school beauty”, “and she was on that bus too. We’ve been through thick and thin together.”
"She's quite pretty. Is Linlin planning to start a relationship?" Zhang Hui nodded as he ate.
Upon hearing this, Ji Xing put down his chopsticks with displeasure.
Zhang Hui noticed the cold gaze directed at him, and hesitated, unsure whether to swallow the piece of braised pork he had in his mouth: "Cough cough... She's not that pretty. Linlin is still young, there's no need for her to get married so early!"
"Marriage?" Ji Xingyi's handsome brows furrowed even more.
Zhang Hui: ...
Jiang Lin was truly pleased with his childhood friend's reaction. The young man's eyes crinkled, and his smile was meaningful: "Marriage is too far in the future, Brother Hui. Why don't you find us a sister-in-law first?"
Zhang Hui scratched the back of his head and chuckled dryly. "God, I'd better shut up."
"What about the things I asked you to buy?" Ji Xing's expression softened considerably upon hearing Jiang Lin's reply, but he clearly didn't want to discuss the topic further and changed the subject.
Zhang Hui immediately pulled out a brand new smartphone from the bag and handed it to Jiang Lin: "Linlin, your phone was broken when you found it. Fortunately, I bought you a new one. The SIM card has been replaced. You can use it for now."
Jiang Lin took the phone and praised, "As expected of the future head of the Ji Group, you've thought of everything."
Ji Xingyi shrugged: "I'm afraid someone will sneak up on me while I'm sleeping."