A Chan – CH 098

Chapter 98: Who is the Big Ghost (1)

Li Yunmo rushed over, his buttocks shoving past Li Weiyi, and opened his arms to hug Zhang Jingchan tightly, shouting, “Holy crap! You’re awake! You really woke up today! Eight years! You can really sleep! If you hadn’t woken up, my sister-in-law and I really wouldn’t have been able to hold on!” As he spoke, he buried his head in Zhang Jingchan’s shoulder and began to sob.

Li Weiyi’s eyes also reddened, and she wanted to laugh. Li Yunmo’s emotions were so sincere and passionate. That was why he became another person who waited for Zhang Jingchan for eight years. Zhang Jingchan paused, then, unusually, didn’t push the large man away with disgust. Instead, he patted his brother’s shoulder, his voice slightly hoarse: “These past years, you’ve had a tough time.”

Li Yunmo wiped away his tears, sat down beside him, and said, “I’m not tired. It’s my sister-in-law, a girl, who’s had a tough time. She’s been coming to see you every day since college, and she hasn’t dated anyone all these years, just staying with you, this vegetable. You must treat her well.”

Li Weiyi hadn’t expected this simpleton’s first action to be to confess her feelings for him. She thought that perhaps it was because he had overheard her nagging about male virtues over the past eight years and felt slightly embarrassed.

But Zhang Jingchan grasped her hand, smiled slightly, and said, “Of course.”

The topic should have ended there. Li Weiyi was about to pull her hand away when she suddenly saw Zhang Jingchan visibly startled, as if thinking of something, abruptly turning his head to stare at her, his eyes swirling with emotion.

Li Weiyi’s heart skipped a beat.

He asked, “You…”

Li Weiyi, not knowing why she was panicking, immediately pulled her hand away from his and said nonchalantly to Li Yunmo, “Then you don’t understand. What’s eight years of waiting for us? We time travelers can do in the blink of an eye. Actually, my memories are also hazy. So, I don’t need him to repay me anything; he can just repay you, his good brother.”

Li Yunmo was stunned, finally sighing regretfully, “Why didn’t the great god of time travel take me with him? I also wish I could just blink and get through those eight hard years!”

Li Weiyi chuckled along with him but felt Zhang Jingchan’s two bright eyes fixed on her.

She pretended not to notice.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her. When he first woke up, she was angry that he didn’t know about her infatuation, but now that he seemed to sense it, watching her intently, she panicked, afraid he would find out.

Fortunately, Zhang Jingchan quickly looked away. He stood up and said, “I’ll go wash up, then we’ll talk business.” But he stood up too abruptly, and this tall man fell straight to the ground, his shin hitting the bedpost.

Li Weiyi and Li Yunmo were terrified and quickly helped Zhang Jingchan up. Luckily, he reacted quickly, bracing himself with his hands, so the fall wasn’t serious; only the hems of his trousers and shirt were stained with dust, and his shin had a small bruise.

Li Yunmo helped him sit on the bed, while Li Weiyi squatted in front of him, rolled up his trouser leg, and looked at the small bruise, tears welling up in her eyes with anger. In the past eight years, she hadn’t even let him get a scratch, and he, on the other hand, had bruised himself the moment he woke up.

She was angry, squatting between his legs and refusing to get up, accusingly saying, “Why are you in such a hurry? Do you still think you’re the same as before? Working out every day, eight-pack abs? You don’t have a single ab now! What if you fall? Who’s going to pay for it!”

Zhang Jingchan stared at her without saying a word, but Li Yunmo, with an air of entitlement, chimed in, “That’s right! Brother Chan can’t be so reckless in the future; listen to my sister-in-law.”

Zhang Jingchan scooped her up from the ground and pulled her into his arms, sitting her on the edge of the bed between his legs. He pressed her close and coaxed her softly, “I was wrong; I’ll be careful walking from now on, and I’ll recover slowly.”

Li Weiyi was the easiest girl in the world to coax. She hummed in agreement and didn’t move.

Li Yunmo, standing beside her, felt his heart soften. He involuntarily reached out, wanting to embrace the two most important people in his life. Yes, the three of them embracing and weeping—how loving!

Before his hand could even touch Li Weiyi’s shoulder, Zhang Jingchan swiftly slapped it away, giving him a sidelong glance: “What are you doing?” His eyes were cold.

Li Yunmo: “…A hug?”

Zhang Jingchan glanced at him again, saying nothing, but his eyes said it all.

Li Yunmo: Waaaaah!

So it’s always like this? Whenever Brother Chan wakes up, he’s superfluous?

Indeed, sister-in-law is the best!

With their support, Zhang Jingchan slowly got used to walking, and after a while, he was able to walk on his own. He went to the bathroom to wash up, changed his clothes, and when he came out again, Li Weiyi and Li Yunmo were both somewhat stunned.

White shirt, black trousers, no tie, and not designer brands, yet his face was clear and handsome, his posture upright and neat, just as always. When he raised his dark eyes to look at you, it was like two cold beams of light shining into your heart.

The doctor came and examined Zhang Jingchan, confirming that he had fully recovered and could be discharged today. The three decided to have lunch first, discuss matters over lunch, and then return to complete the procedures and pack their luggage.

Li Weiyi chose a farmhouse restaurant in a small fishing village. The three of them sat on a small boat moored on the shore, a secluded and quiet place.

A gentle river breeze blew, the warm winter sun shone, the water shimmered, and the deep green mountains were shrouded in mist. In this setting, the three of them were somewhat silent. Li Weiyi, in particular, felt a pang of sadness as she looked at Zhang Jingchan beside her. She thought back to when they first met; they had been busy rescuing each other across timelines. Although their relationship had been complicated and tumultuous, when had they ever truly had a moment of peace and tranquility?

As if sensing her current dejection, Zhang Jingchan put her arm around her shoulder and asked softly, “What are you thinking about?”

Li Weiyi sighed and replied, “I’m thinking that this rewriting has really cost us a lot. Even the Li family…”

Li Yunmo’s eyes reddened. He said, “This isn’t your fault. It was my father’s own choice. As for my mother… she’s regretted it a lot all these years.”

Zhang Jingchan’s brows furrowed tightly.

The third rewriting, the fourth iteration of the timeline. As they uncovered more and more people and events, the butterfly’s wings fluttered, and the entire net trembled.

On September 9, 2014, Zhang Moyun was still alive. He sold his futures as planned, making a profit of over 900 million. Fuming paid off all its debts, and the Zhang father and son were now free. This would never change.

In the early morning of September 12, 2014, a fire broke out at the Zhang family villa, killing Zhang Moyun, Wu Xinhui, their nanny Sister Liu, and a bodyguard. A man also perished in the fire; later investigations confirmed he was the arsonist—Li Yilin.

This was an unfamiliar name.

He was Wu Xinhui’s first love. Investigations confirmed that two months before the fire, during Fuming’s most difficult time, he had visited the Zhang family villa several times, staying for extended periods.

Ultimately, the fire was concluded to be a crime of passion.

On the evening of September 13, Li Jinxiong stormed into Zhang Fengming’s home with a weapon, stabbing him multiple times and killing him. Cheng Chuan and Liu Ying, who were in the same room, escaped with injuries. Finally, surrounded by police, Li Jinxiong jumped to his death.