Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 2728: Grow a Conscience

“I’m leaving, then. Take care of yourself. If you’re free and bored, just read some books. Here, I brought you these.”

Ning Shu took out the books from her bag and put them on the bench. Cheng Fei read their titles.

“‘Grow a Conscience’, ‘How to Be a Good Person’, ‘The True Meaning of Love’… Are these for me?” Cheng Fei asked with his head tilted.

Ning Shu nodded. “Yes. They’re all for you. Make sure to read them carefully.”

Cheng Fei smiled and said, “Okay. I’ll read them. You know, Ai Yun, I really like talking with you like this.”

Ning Shu felt that the relationship between her and Cheng Fei was a bit weird.

However, there was no way she could let things get to her when Cheng Fei was being as calm and as steady as Mount Tai, right?

So she acted just as unperturbed.

Cheng Fei waved to Ning Shu. “I hope I can see you again next time.”

“We’ll see.” No way she’d come again.

Ning Shu walked out of the mental asylum. She raised her hand and looked at the silver needle between her pointer and her thumb. The needle that was as thin as a strand of hair had snapped, only its top half remained.

Ning Shu threw away half of the silver needle that was still in her hand.

These silver needles were too delicate to handle any infusion of spiritual energy. The slightest bit of force caused it to break off.

She had inserted spiritual energy to wreak havoc in Cheng Fei’s body and also left a needle in one of his acupuncture points.

Ning Shu held her head high and performed the goose step march down the mountain.

If Cheng Fei’s cerebellum really shrank, he might be transferred to another hospital for treatment.

She thus still had to keep an eye on Cheng Fei.

She didn’t know when this task would be considered complete.

Ning Shu started taking various exams and was also re-enrolling in graduate school. She needed to at least have a master’s degree to become a teaching professor.

After all, being an advisor was hard work. Being a professor would be slightly easier.

The early stages would still demand much work, though.

Occasionally, Ning Shu would have to go out and work as a part-time interpreter. The pay wasn’t anything fancy, but she got to learn how to communicate with other people in other languages.

Ning Shu would also occasionally visit the mental asylum. However, she never visited Cheng Fei, and just went to see his condition from afar.

His condition had turned more serious. His cerebellum had shrunk by a lot. He could now only sit in a wheelchair.

Cheng Fei was now so thin that the layer of skin seemed to be all that remained on his face. His jawline looked very sharp.

His eyes remained calm, though. And although he struggled, he still turned the pages of the book he was reading.

As if sensing that someone was watching him, he turned his head and met Ning Shu’s eyes.

Since she’d been discovered, Ning Shu walked up to Cheng Fei.

“You’re here.” Cheng Fei closed the book. He turned his neck to look at Ning Shu and carefully looked at her. “You seem to have become more beautiful.”

“That’s because I’m most beautiful when I can spread my wings,” Ning Shu said. “My beauty blooms because of myself.”

“Such a pity though, that it won’t be preserved. It’d be even better if your beauty can be preserved forever,” Cheng Fei lamented.

Why did this person keep thinking about fossilizing her all the d*mn time? Did it never occur to him that she’d die? She’d be dead!

She’d no longer breathe, no longer have a pulse, no longer have any signs of life.

“Like I said, you’ll come to understand me. Life is temporary, but your beauty will stay the same forever.”

Ning Shu really couldn’t understand him. What was the point of preserving something forever? Some summer bugs never lived long enough to know what winter was. So what if some things were short-lived?

As long as they could live. All living creatures shared the same inability to understand some aspects of another’s life.

MTL Editor: Ran