Apocalypse: I Have A Multiplier System - Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Date Of Marriage

Since entering the room, Su Jiyai ignored everyone and solely focused on Qin Feng. She did see a person in a black robe, but the excitement of seeing Qin Feng made her ignore that person.

The person in the black robe was mostly hidden, except for their charred hand and a faint glow from the eerie dark eyes peering from under the hood.

Su Jiyai instinctively stopped struggling, her body still tense, but something in that touch quieted her fear.

The robed figure carefully held her, preventing Xuan Jin’s telekinetic hold from bringing her any closer.

“Let her go,” a raspy voice commanded.

The hand remained steady, protecting Su Jiyai from Xuan Jin’s grasp.

Xuan Jin paused, looking at the robed figure with irritation,

“Who are you to interfere…”

Xuan Jiye suddenly patted Xuan Jin’s hands which made Xuan Jin quiet down and mutter a dissatisfied ‘fine’

Once Xuan Jin withdrew her telekinesis power, Su Jiyai felt a wave of relief washing over her.

Qin Feng’s gaze finally shifted, landing on the robed figure for the first time since Su Jiyai had entered the room.

His face remained expressionless, but something flickered in his eyes.

Su Jiyai thought the black robe man would be scolded by Qin Feng for his lack of discipline, but Qin Feng retracted his gaze calmly without any word.

He turned to the middle-aged man and said,

“So can Uncle Xuan can we fix the date of marriage?”

Date of marriage?

Su Jiyai’s heart sank.

He was getting married?

Does that mean he didn’t have those feelings for her?

Then…what about her?

What about the home he had promised her?

Or did he too think…she was dead and moved on?

Su Jiyai felt as if someone had stabbed a knife in her heart.

It became a bit difficult for her to breathe.

Uncle Xuan calmly sipped the tea and asked,

“Sure. But…I would like to see your sincerity. After all, you vanished for half a year, and after returning you suddenly started to chase our Litte Jin…its somewhat peculiar.”

Qin Feng showed a confused expression.

“I can’t understand your words, Uncle.”

Uncle Xuan looked around and motioned for his servants and guards stationed inside the living room to leave.

The next second only 5 people and one cat were left in the living room.

A grim expression appeared on Uncle Xuan’s face,

“Qin Feng I will say it on your face. I don’t trust you. I still remember how just a year ago, you kept on ignoring my daughter’s pursuit for you.”

‘Xuan Jin once pursued Qin Feng?’ Su Jiyai was shocked.

During the time she spent with Qin Feng, she hardly ever saw Xuan Jin near Qin Feng.

Maybe it was fake?

Or was she(Su Jiyai) so busy looking at Qin Feng that she didn’t even notice Xuan Jin?

Or maybe…Xuan Jin pursued Qin Feng and Qin Feng never let her(Su Jiyai) know.

Uncle Xuan continued without giving Qin Feng a chance,

“At that time you declared you liked a woman named Su Jiyai and planned to marry her. In the end, when you got to know of her death you even created a huge fuss.”

What?

Su Jiyai felt as if her heart would jump out of her heart.

Brother Qin…liked her?

And he even made a fuss after her death?

Su Jiyai’s eyes were with happiness. She wanted nothing more than to transform into a human again and hug Qin Feng.

She wanted to tell him, that she was alive!

Su Jiyai started to struggle out of the black robe man’s hand, but the black robe man held her and said softly,

“Don’t make a fuss.”

‘Let me go! I want to tell my Brother Qin I am back!’ Su Jiyai shouted.

“Meow! Meow!”

The black-robed man patted Su Jiyai and held her tightly.

Su Jiyai gritted her teeth in hatred.

Why can’t this stranger let her go?

Her happiness was right in front of her!

Just a few steps! Just a few more steps!

The distance between her happiness and hers was so close, that Su Jiyai wanted to grasp it before it was taken away from her.

“Tell me how should I accept the fact that you have changed and suddenly started to like my little Jin? Though you have been pursuing her for half a year, I still have my suspicions.” Uncle Xuan frowned.

Su Jiyai’s heart trembled. All the adrenaline and excitement vanished. A sense of unrealness washed over her.

Did he…give up on her?

Was she late again?

Uncle Xuan leaned forward slightly, his sharp eyes boring into Qin Feng.

“You must understand why I’m cautious. You cannot simply switch affections like a flip of a coin, especially when it concerns my daughter.”

Qin Feng took a breath, his voice steady.

“Uncle Xuan, I understand your doubts. But my intentions are sincere. When Su Jiyai… passed, I was lost for a long time.”

His eyes momentarily flickered with something that resembled grief, but it quickly vanished.

“It took time, but I learned to move forward. Xuan Jin… helped me through that.”

Su Jiyai’s heart twisted painfully.

She wanted to scream, to claw her way out of the black-robed man’s grip and rush into Qin Feng’s arms.

She wasn’t dead! She was right here! How could he have just given up on her?

Qin Feng stood up and walked toward Xuan Jin.

He held her hand with an affectionate gaze and said,

“Jin’er after I woke up half a year ago and saw how dedicated you were toward me, I was moved. I did love Su Jiyai at a point, but now…I only have you in my heart.”

Xuan Jin stared at Qin Feng with an affectionate gaze and said,

“Father, I know Qin Feng’s heart. He’s been nothing but respectful and caring toward me. I don’t doubt his sincerity.”

Her words cut into Su Jiyai like knives.

She couldn’t bear it anymore.

With all her strength, Su Jiyai wriggled and fought against the black-robed man’s hold.

“Meow! Meow!” She cried out, her voice desperate.

‘Brother Qin! It’s me! I’m alive!’

But her cries went unheard by Qin Feng. He merely glanced in her direction with mild interest before turning his attention back to Uncle Xuan.

Uncle Xuan leaned back, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

“Very well. Since you are so insistent, I will agree. But you have to perform for a few more years before you can gain my trust.”

“Uncle I genuinely love Jin’er right now.” Qin Feng said with a sincere gaze.

Suddenly Xuan Jiye who had been silent till now asked,

“What if Su Jiyai returns?”

Su Jiyai’s heart started to beat.

Expectation appeared in her eyes.

“She is dead.” Qin Feng said with certainty. His eyes were a little hollow when he heard the mention of Su Jiyai.

‘No! No! I am not!’ Su Jiyai thought.

“But what if one day she comes back? Will you leave my Jin’er for her?” Xuan Jiye asked calmly.

Su Jiyai held her breath.

‘Please! Please! Say yes!’

“No. She was my past.” Qin Feng said with certainty.

Xuan Jiye stared at Qin Feng for a minute, before nodding his head,

“He is telling the truth.”

Xuan Jiye had the superpower to differentiate whether the person was telling the truth or not.

Crash.

Su Jiyai’s hopes were dashed.

She wanted to shout at Qin Feng for being selfish…but she couldn’t bear to.

She was dead from his perspective…how can he selflessly wait for her?

What selfless love? In a world where even one’s safety wasn’t guaranteed how could one prevent themselves from seeking warmth?

It was all the fault of the time.

If only that day she didn’t agree to change the shift…If only she hadn’t lost consciousness that fateful day and woke up just a day later rather than a year…maybe…maybe the person marrying Qin Feng would have been her.

Why?

Why was the fate so cruel to her?

Su Jiyai’s eyes turned moist and tears started to slip out of her eyes.

Her home was gone…her love was gone and her happiness was gone.

Even if she tried to grasp it now…she was still a year behind.

All the energy drained out of her body and Su Jiyai slowly lost consciousness.

Before falling asleep Su Jiyai felt a drop of water on her fur but her heart was aching so much and her mind was so hazy that she hardly realized it.

The people in the living room unaware of the Su Jiyai’s thoughts continued to converse.

Once the discussion was over, Qin Feng stood up and said,

“Okay, then I will leave for now.”

Uncle Xuan nodded and Xuan Jin stood with a cheerful look on her face.

As Qin Feng turned to leave, Xuan Jin followed closely behind, her hand still in his.

They walked together toward the door, their figures framed by the soft glow of the room’s lanterns.

Su Jiyai, lying limp in the black-robed figure’s arms, remained unconscious, her small body still trembling slightly from the emotional toll.

The black-robed figure looked down at her, his eerie eyes glowing faintly beneath the hood.