Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Zhang Hanyan quickly returned to the bedroom on the third floor, impatiently opened the closed wardrobe, took out the hanging clothes, and revealed Zhang Qiling who was hidden by the clothes.

His brows were furrowed, his expression was painful, and his cheeks were abnormally red. She reached out and touched his forehead, which was scorching hot.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you? Come out first, I'll take you to the hospital."

She pulled him out of the closet, and when she pulled him, he struggled to get free countless times. She held his arms tightly to stop his movements.

Zhang Hanyan helped Zhang Qiling lie down on the bed. Just as she was about to take out her sword from the space and take him to the hospital, her hand was tightly grasped by him.

Zhang Qiling opened his tightly closed eyes and looked at her. His eyes were blurry and he looked like he was drunk.

"Brother, have you been drinking?"

He shook his head, grabbed her wrist and shook it, and when he looked up at her, the painful expression on his face disappeared and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

He tilted his head slightly and called her softly, his voice was low and soft, with a hint of mist in his eyes.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan..."

"I'm here, please let me go first. I'll take you to the hospital. You're badly burned."

Zhang Hanyan tried her best to get his hand away, but he held it too tightly and she didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting him.

"No, don't let go. If I let go, you'll be gone. If you're gone, I won't be able to find you. I can't let go.

Yanyan, you will not want me. As long as I let go, you will definitely not want me. I can't let go, I absolutely can't let go."

As Zhang Qiling spoke, he subconsciously held her hand tighter. He looked at her, stretched out his long arms, and directly wrapped them around her waist, hugging her from behind and holding her in his arms.

His head was buried in her neck, his warm breath sprayed on her skin, and his soft lips brushed against her lightly, leaving a tingling sensation.

"Yan Yan, stay with me and don't leave, okay?"

He begged her in a low voice, his slightly hoarse voice trembling with a hint of imperceptible grievance.

Zhang Hanyan broke free from his hand and turned to look at him. The corners of his eyes were red and there were wet marks around his eyelids.

She cupped his cheeks in her hands and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Brother, what happened to you? You were fine before you went to bed. Why are you suddenly acting weird?"

Zhang Qiling did not answer her, but just stared at her intently, without blinking, as if he was afraid that if he blinked, she would disappear on the spot.

He just kept looking at her, his motionless figure like an exquisite sculpture.

His face was slightly red and his eyes were misty, making him look pitiful and fragile.

"Brother, I really won't leave. Can you please let go first? If you don't let go, I will use coercive measures."

Zhang Hanyan was ready to take the confinement talisman placed in the space and stick it on him, but he noticed her intention and held her hand tightly, preventing her from moving at all.

"Brother! Let go! Zhang Qiling!"

Faced with her anger, Zhang Qiling remained indifferent and still held her tightly, with no intention of letting go.

They were in a stalemate for a long time. Finally, Zhang Hanyan sighed in frustration, stopped moving, and let him hold her.

"Brother, have you been drinking behind my back?"

"No."

Zhang Qiling shook his head. He smiled faintly, his eyes were clear and bright, shining like stars, with a bit of innocent and soft cuteness.

"You're so good. Hey... you, I wish you were this good when you were a kid. You always have a cold face, like a big ice cube."

Zhang Hanyan looked at him straight, thinking of Zhang Qiling when he was a child, and pursed her lips unconsciously.

"Can you let go? You've scratched my hand until it's red. It hurts."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Qiling let go of her hand as if he had been electrocuted. He frowned and looked at her red wrist, gently stroking the place where the red mark was.

"Yan Yan, don't go... don't leave me... don't... Yan Yan..."

He murmured in a low voice, his voice soft and sticky, revealing deep fear and grievance.

Zhang Hanyan paused and looked at the confinement talisman in her hand, which she was hesitant to put down.

Suddenly, Zhang Qiling seemed to have seen some horrifying scene. His hands began to tremble uncontrollably, cold sweat soaked his back, and slowly, his whole body began to tremble slightly.

"No! No, Yanyan, wake up, don't leave me alone, wake up, Yanyan, please, Yanyan..."

His hands kept waving, as if trying to grab something from the nothingness in front of him.

"Yan Yan, don't go, stop, Yan Yan, stop, don't go any further, I can't find you, Yan Yan, what should I do? I can't find you..."

Zhang Qiling was sobbing, his face was pale, and cold sweat soaked the hair on his forehead.

"Brother, I'm here. I've always been here. Don't be afraid. I'm here. I won't leave. Don't be afraid. It's okay. It's okay."

Zhang Hanyan threw herself into his arms, she hugged him tightly, gently patted his trembling back with her right hand, and comforted him gently.

Gradually, Zhang Qiling's emotions calmed down. He raised his hands and hugged her back, resting his chin on the crook of her neck.

"Yan Yan...Yan Yan...will you go home? Go back to your original home. After you go back, will I never see you again?

Yanyan, do you miss home? If you want to go home...”

Zhang Qiling was silent for a long time, suppressing the sorrow and bitterness that welled up in his heart. He hugged her waist tightly and rubbed his chin gently against her neck.

"If you miss home, you can go back, but can you promise me that you will come back to see me when you are free?"

He hung his head and huddled into a ball, his expression full of sadness and loneliness, his hands clenched tightly, and his hoarse voice was filled with caution.

"I'm not going home. My home is right here. Where else can I go? Don't worry, little brother. I'm not going anywhere. I'll always be with you.

"Brother, please don't be sad. Tell me, what did you eat after I fell asleep?"

She stared into his eyes, waiting for his answer.

"No, there's nothing. Yanyan, you're so weird. There are two identical Yanyans, and there's another Yanyan here."

Zhang Qiling pointed at the blank space next to Zhang Hanyan, with a smile on his face, as if he was smiling at the non-existent person next to him.

"Two Yanyans, how can there be two Yanyans?"

Zhang Hanyan looked at his dazed appearance and thought about the series of events. She suddenly remembered the green stir-fried dish on the lunch table.

She remembered that he had eaten some, but very little, just a few bites.

"Brother, you are not poisoned by the mushrooms you eat."

"Poisoned? Not poisoned."

[Tongzi, the detoxification pill, hurry up.]

[Okay, the host will buy a detoxification pill and 500 points will be deducted from the host.]

The detoxification pill appeared in Zhang Hanyan's palm. She held the pill and fed it to Zhang Qiling without thinking.