hsntnovel What does Chapter 294 mean?
What does Chapter 294 mean?
Although Xiao Jiming was not as skilled at this kind of illusion as Song Juexiao, he had, to be honest, experienced it quite a few times.
"Where did you grow up?" Song Juexiao looked at the scene unfolding before him and gestured towards Xiao Jiming.
Why would we see Jiang Xingni's childhood image at this time? It's hard to guess. Anyway, it has nothing to do with Xiao Jiming, and Xiao Jiming's obsession is definitely not Jiang Xingni, right?
Xiao Jiming's ear tips turned red instantly.
His previous composure was gone. He stood there for a while, at a loss, unsure whether he should cover his face to prevent others from seeing him blush—that would be too pathetic! Or should he gouge out everyone's eyes so they wouldn't see him looking so embarrassing?
After considering the options and thinking about Song Juexiao and Xie Yungui's combat abilities, Xiao Jiming, after reflecting on his own current capabilities, wisely eliminated the second option.
"...Your obsession is truly misplaced." Xiao Jiming's eyes peeked through his fingers, staring intently at Song Juexiao, his tone filled with the resentful air of a male ghost. "Why is it that your obsession with your parents has long since dissipated, yet you keep seeing them in illusions?"
Song Juexiao shrugged, indicating that he did not know.
She also felt that she needed to update her obsession. One can't stay trapped in the past forever, right? Otherwise, it would seem that she didn't value Jiang Xingni as much as the other two!
Song Juexiao would never admit to this. They were clearly the only two girls in the team, and she and Jiang Xingni should be the closest to each other.
"Break it off quickly." Song Juexiao raised his head, signaling Xiao Jiming to hurry up.
Could he really make a move on a young girl like Jiang Xingni?
Song Juexiao briefly put herself in her shoes and felt that it would be very difficult for her to do that.
She could kill her own relative without hesitation with an axe—although Song Juexiao had forgotten what her relationship with this relative was, she simply felt that this person looked somewhat familiar—but she couldn't bring herself to kill the little girl who looked nine-tenths like Jiang Xingni and was most likely Jiang Xingni when she was a child.
She was very curious about how Xiao Jiming could overcome this obstacle.
So Xiao Jiming stepped forward, without carrying any weapons.
His figure grew smaller and smaller until he was about the same height as Jiang Xingni, and even his face became more youthful, making him look the same age as a young Jiang Xingni.
Song Juexiao raised an eyebrow, waiting to see what Xiao Jiming was going to do.
The clarity in his eyes gradually faded, and the spirited, cheerful, and carefree demeanor that once belonged to Xiao Jiming was replaced by a slightly apprehensive shyness.
It was as if, during the process of moving forward, Xiao Jiming lost his own memories, and his entire mind and memories returned to when he was a teenager.
I want a friend.
We need someone of the same kind.
Jiang Xingni is the best choice, and the only choice.
Everyone else in the lower city was so mediocre and unremarkable, with nothing to offer, except Jiang Xingni, who was his kind.
Go. A voice echoed softly in Xiao Jiming's heart. Go.
Go and take her hand, tell her you want to be with her, to become partners, friends, kindred spirits, and similar people, and then you won't be alone.
Then Xiao Jiming walked over.
One of his hands was held down tightly by the other, preventing him from reaching out. In this way, he successfully brushed past the young Jiang Xingni in the illusion.
After the two of them passed each other by, Xiao Jiming suddenly came to his senses.
The childlike face disappeared.
"So fast?" Song Juexiao squinted at him.
She didn't even understand how Xiao Jiming's obsession worked, so how did he even appear?
Song Juexiao stared at Xiao Jiming's face, still feeling a little regretful.
Really.
From the moment she saw Xiao Jiming, she had never seen him so young. And it ended so quickly; she didn't even have a chance to touch Xiao Jiming's face.
She didn't see Jiang Xingni looking so young, but Song Juexiao didn't have the habit of making him eat meal replacements.
No matter how cute Jiang Xingni is in the illusion, it's fine to just look at her. Only this face is similar to the real Jiang Xingni. She looked at the face of the young Jiang Xingni in the illusion and then at the face of the current Jiang Xingni. Jiang Xingni was probably really this cute when she was a teenager.
Unfortunately, the little Jiang Xingni in front of him was just an illusion, otherwise Song Juexiao really would have wanted to rub her face.
Xiao Jiming had no idea what Song Juexiao was thinking, let alone that Song Juexiao was trying to pinch the face of his younger self.
Xiao Jiming stared at her suspiciously for a while, feeling a chill run down his spine, as if someone was watching him from somewhere he couldn't see.
It couldn't possibly be Song Juexiao.
Who could it be? Or is it just his imagination?
While Xiao Jiming remained suspicious, he still managed to explain to Song Juexiao.
"Because I didn't dare to hold her hand." Xiao Jiming spoke calmly, like a big shot, but what came out of his mouth was simply "I didn't dare." "How could I possibly dare to touch her back then?"
Even though his obsession urged him to hold Jiang Xingni's hand and stand with her, he didn't have the courage.
Xiao Jiming knows himself very well.
So much so that Xiao Jiming was not worried at all that he would be bewitched by Jiang Xingni in the illusion and be unable to wake up again because of this obsession.
The methods for judging illusions have always been very rigid, or rather, nothing—not even a person—can judge the depth and intensity of emotions.
Unable to determine the depth of Xiao Jiming's obsession with Jiang Xingni, it could only rely on "whether he held Jiang Xingni's hand due to bewitching" as the standard for judgment.
This allowed Xiao Jiming to successfully exploit this loophole.
Next...
Xiao Jiming and Song Juexiao exchanged a glance and saw Lu Xianqing, who was still tugging at Song Juexiao's clothes in a daze, and Xie Yungui, whose smile was gradually fading.
It was Xie Yungui's turn.
It probably wasn't Lu Xianqing, Song Juexiao reasoned in her mind. Besides, she didn't think her special ability could turn someone into a three-year-old child, a little idiot, right? What exactly was wrong with Lu Xianqing?
Song Juexiao only had doubts and dared not draw a conclusion.
She took a deep breath; the next illusion was probably Xie Yungui's obsession.
So Song Juexiao prepared herself mentally—she would probably see Jiang Xingni in the illusion.
……
?
But Song Juexiao did not expect things to turn out this way.
"What do you mean?"
She shook off Lu Xianqing's hand and grabbed Xie Yungui's collar tightly.
His gaze was coldly fixed on Xie Yungui.