Soul Patch

Chapter 308 That damned charm!

That was the afternoon Li Shiman was murdered.

He glanced at the elevator buttons and pressed the 20th floor button.

He reached into his pocket, hoping to find a note to leave for his past self.

There wasn't even a single piece of paper in my pocket.

The elevator stopped on the sixteenth floor, and the doors slowly opened.

He saw a man dressed in black standing at the door, his hat pulled low so that his face was obscured.

It's best not to let anyone up at this time; the fewer people who see him, the safer he will be... He raised his hand and pressed the close button on the elevator.

Strangely, the man waiting for the elevator on the sixteenth floor did not intend to get on it.

The moment the elevator doors closed, the man in black took something out of his pocket and threw it at Wenjie.

Wenjie didn't dare to catch it rashly. He took a step to the side and watched as the thing that had been thrown fell to the ground.

It was a vintage quill pen.

A green feather was attached to a copper penholder, the mottled patina on which indicated that the pen was quite old.

He remembers this pen!

It wasn't a hidden weapon, nor was it coated with any poison... He bent down and picked up the pen.

Just then, the elevator dinged.

We've reached the twentieth floor.

He strode out of the elevator and arrived at his office door. He took off his name tag and approached the electronic lock on the door.

"Buzz, buzz~" an electronic voice sounded, and the door opened.

He ran to the desk, unscrewed the inkwell, dipped a quill pen in the ink, and wrote: Wenjie, save me!

Signed by: Li Shiman
Date of signature: July 7, 2019.

The quill pen was naturally placed on the right, at the bottom of the note.

Looking at the note he had written, Wenjie frowned.

It's red ink.

He disliked red ink, as it made his writing look like blood, which was rather eerie.

After a moment's thought, he picked up the bottle of ink.

If I lose it, I'll never use red ink to write again; it's so unlucky.

Without lingering, he quickly took the elevator and left. The moment he entered the elevator, he saw a cleaning lady emerge from the general manager's office.

He entered the elevator, and as the doors closed, he saw Wenjie from this timeline returning to his office.

In the elevator, he first pressed the button for the 19th floor.

When he reached the 19th floor, he kept pressing the close button on the elevator.

The elevator is not operating; it neither goes up nor down.

Having experienced it all, he knew that his 2019 self would soon emerge, frantically searching through trash cans like a headless fly.

Now, when he thinks back on those times, he just smiles faintly and doesn't want to comment.

Sure enough, when his elevator returned to the 20th floor, the door to his office was wide open.

Not seeing the quill pen, he simply took the note.

It's best not to leave any trace of your presence.

If a system bug is triggered, who knows what terrifying things might happen.

He returned to the elevator, feeling extremely hot all over. A thought flashed through his mind: hurry back.

The feeling of being burned on a fire is truly excruciating.

The thick smoke wasn't as dense as before, but it was still very hot. He felt like his whole body was on fire, and his eyes felt hot.

When he regained his senses, he saw Yang Shanshan looking at him with a surprised expression.

"Wenjie, what are you doing?"

He rubbed his eyes, looked down in surprise, and saw that he was holding a lighter in one hand and supporting the small stone with the other. The flame of the lighter had gone out, but he was still pressing the flint switch tightly.

The liquefied gas in the lighter had burned out, leaving only an empty tube.

The stone's volume shrank slightly.

He touched it, and the stone felt warm again.

"What...did I do?"

Wenjie stared blankly at Yang Shanshan and asked.

Of course, he knew in his heart that in those few minutes, he had returned to July 7, 2019, and successfully left the note for his past self.

What he wanted to ask was, what was he doing in front of Yang Shanshan in 2009?

"You lit the lighter and burned this stone. I watched as it got red-hot and shrank a little. I told you to stop burning it..."

Yang Shanshan blinked her innocent big eyes as she said this: "You're like you're possessed, you don't pay any attention to me at all."

"Oh, I see," Wenjie nodded slightly. "How long did I have a fever?"

"Ten or twenty seconds?"

Yang Shanshan didn't expect Wenjie to ask this, and casually replied, "About that long!"

"It's so short! I thought it would be a few minutes."

He recounted to Yang Shanshan how he had just returned to his office at Huahai International on July 7, 2019, and left a note there.

Yang Shanshan was stunned. She stared blankly at Wenjie, then at the pitiful little stone.

After pondering for a long time, I still didn't know what to say.

Finally, he said, "You're not allowed to burn it anymore, or it'll be burned to ashes again."

"But I have to go back and destroy that surveillance footage; it captured me."

Yang Shanshan asked, puzzled, "Is this necessary? We never need to do these things in the system."

If we also have to think about avoiding surveillance cameras while walking, and not letting passersby see us carrying out system tasks... that would be exhausting.

"That's different. We're in a system scenario. When we exit the system, everything is automatically reset, erasing all traces."

But now that I'm traversing a wormhole, I'm arriving in the real world, and I can't leave any trace.

Yang Shanshan seemed to understand, and reluctantly handed him the small stone. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she raised her voice, saying, "Let's finish this quickly."

"it is good!"

Wenjie looked at the lighter in his hand, then at Yang Shanshan, and said, "Let me borrow a lighter first!"

……

This time, Wenjie was indeed quick. With a click of the lighter, he turned it off and stood up in the blink of an eye.

Yang Shanshan looked at him in surprise: "That's it? You're way too fast."

"Didn't you say you wanted a quick victory?"

"I feel like you haven't even started yet, it seems like less than a second has passed."

"You admire him now, don't you? Your brother Jie is such a man, and he's so capable!"

After saying that, Wenjie lit a cigarette and smiled teasingly at Yang Shanshan.

Yang Shanshan clenched her fists and raised an eyebrow: "Smoking again!"

It's time to change the subject... Wenjie's eyes flickered slightly as he handed the small stone to Yang Shanshan: "Keep it safe, I promise I won't burn it again."

But in my mind, I thought of the light and shadow notes I had seen in the old house in the southern part of the city:

Hurry and save Yang Shanshan!

I silently added in my mind: Unless absolutely necessary.

Yang Shanshan felt a warmth in her heart and said proudly, "That's more like it!"

Why am I so good at charming girls? A casual remark easily defuses a tense situation... Wenjie is getting a little cocky.

On second thought, maybe it's because Yang Shanshan is more obedient and well-behaved... Well, it's also because I'm too charming!

My own damn charm!
(End of this chapter)