"Yun!" He ran, calling out, a little out of breath, and his throat was slightly on fire from not drinking water. He paused and cleared his throat, breathing heavily.
"Explain" he lifted his head and waited, breathing heavily.
"Take this first"
Nanren stared in surprise at the book in his hands. When he inspected what it was, his face reddened from head to toe as soon as he saw the title.
He was silent, unable to say anything. His ineptness in obedience must have gotten so dirty that Yun even gave him a book to improve. He cleared his throat again, suppressing the embarrassment of being caught.
Then he said "Explain" again as if nothing had happened.
"Follow me"
While walking all the way home, Yun had truly explained the situation to her without hiding it. 2 years later... apocalypse? It was unbelievable, but he was alarmed nonetheless. Moreover, how did Yun and Mei know this? While no one knows...
The answers brought with them a lot of questions, and the Yun he knew was far from the Yun he was seeing right now. Now, of course, he understood the reason for his actions and did not condemn him, yet the apocalypse 2 years later did not look believable.
Aunt Elena was right once again. Yun held so many secrets that he bore the entire burden himself.
Moreover, he had not even told his family about it. She remained, she had undertaken everything by herself.
She couldn't help but think. What about other people? Will they be caught off guard? She couldn't accept that, she. He wasn't asking others to lend a helping hand, but it wasn't nice to keep this information alone, either. Couldn't he at least tell?
He asked the question that was on his mind.
The answer he got was "that's why he made the game". Smart people would catch the clue in the game and it would spread around and become a sensation. Even if people were suspicious, they would therefore be ready for the apocalypse.
At least, Yun hadn't completely left all humans to die.
After learning the big secret, his perspective had changed. Everything felt different now. Yun's actions are perhaps more meaningful.
Returning home, Nanren stared blankly at the book in her hand for a while as Yun retreated to her room to write a few more chapters of her fiction and share. Then he opened it with great seriousness and began to read.
***
Monday, April 4th.
Although Lin Mei said 'it will be difficult', with luck befitting the main character, she managed to come back the next day with all the shares in her hands.
"I will give you the money" Yun thought of course to reciprocate. Because what he got was something he could not reach even if he had money. Money was not a problem. She knew she had to spend some money for more money.
"No no no" Mei persistently refused.
Yun was frankly a bit taken aback. "Don't you want money?" He asked in such a way that he couldn't help but wonder if Mei had acquired a greedy image in her eyes.
"No, I do not want"
"Okay" he shrugged. It would work. Of course, he also understood why Mei didn't get the money. 'I don't want your money, I want you to owe me' was asking for help beyond partnership, making some concessions. Of course, this was not something to be bought with money. It was like a promise. Yun owed money. This was much more than the value he had given up. But he accepted.
Even if it was a little bit now, that money would buy him more time.
Time is money and of course vice versa.
Mei was surprised, she didn't expect him to accept. Didn't she understand what he meant? He wasn't a greedy person, but he wasn't one to scatter money either.
No, he should have understood. Yun had become an expert in this kind of thing. And of course, she was surprised that he agreed. He was not short of money, but he accepted. Was he obviously willing to help her? Mei was going to speak happily, but as soon as she spoke, she seemed depressed "My parents will kill me when they find out"
Lin will have his downfall in one night. And of course from their own daughters. After that, his family would be grateful if he survived. Now his name will be forgotten and instead he will be called a traitor...
The future is very dark.
He was crying when he thought about it.
"Do you need my signature?" he asked with some curiosity.
"No need, I'll handle it" of course S.M. what day was it standing? He wasn't trying to be a decoration. In such cases, S.M. it was helping.
Yun had an illusion in front of him as he stared at the piece of paper in his hand. The Sanyi Xing family was just like this paper prisoner in their hands.
Certainly. One of the largest shares in the paper was 30% of Xing.
With the 24% piece he had, 54% had passed into his hands without even hearing their spirits.
As the biggest influencer in Xing, he decided to put this aside for now. He'd need dusty shelves one day...
-To be continued-