Who wants to be a male model after being reborn? I want to be a male god.

Chapter 434 Did I also have a meaning in your life?
The summer night breeze carried the lingering heat of the day. As Xu Wen pushed open the glass door of the Black Cat Tarot shop, the wind chimes emitted a long-lost, crisp sound.

The shop was dimly lit, and two black cats darted out of the divination room and rubbed affectionately against his trouser legs.

Over the past two years, both cats have grown much larger, and it's almost impossible to tell which one is Little White and which one is Little Little White.

"A rare guest indeed." Yang Yiyao's voice drifted down from the divination room, carrying her characteristic languid tone.

She leaned against the door, wearing a long red velvet dress, gently playing with her hair: "I thought you'd forgotten about this place."

Xu Wen bent down and petted the little black cat that had come closer, and the two kittens seemed to enjoy it very much.

After petting the cat, he stood up straight and said, "I've been too busy lately."

"Busy guarding the kingdom for Miss Gu?" Yang Yiyao walked towards him with a light laugh.

Her skirt swayed slightly, brushing against her long, fair legs.

She was much thinner than the last time we met, and her exposed collarbones looked particularly prominent.

Xu Wen didn't reply, but went straight to the divination room and found the safe inside.

As he turned the keypad, he could feel Yang Yiyao staring intently at his back.

When the box was opened, there was indeed only a book called "The Disease Is Named After You" inside; the USB drive and other files had disappeared.

"Has everything been cleared out?" Xu Wen turned and asked.

Yang Yiyao fiddled with her fingers and said softly, "You took the USB drive, and there's not much left on it. After Hong Jing's incident, I moved the rest of the things to a bank safe deposit box, except for this book. I don't think it's a secret."

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned closer, her body exuding a pleasant rose scent.

Her eyes crinkled into a smile, a teasing grin on her face: "What, Mr. Xu, do you not trust me?"

“You know that’s not what I meant.” Xu Wen took out the last remaining book from inside and then closed the empty safe.

There was some need to hide it before, but now there's absolutely no need to hide it anymore.

After all, the people who care about this don't know when they'll be able to come back.

The record player on the counter was playing piano music, which gradually calmed Xu Wen's previously agitated mood.

Yang Yiyao suddenly grabbed his wrist and dragged him toward the sofa: "Since we're already here, draw a card before you leave."

This was true when they first met, and it's true now.

Yang Yiyao was always very persistent in giving Xu Wen a divination.

It's as if this way you can completely see his life.

The layout of the divination room is exactly the same as it was six months ago.

Xu Wen didn't change the sofa that he liked the most.

He slumped down on it, drowsiness instantly washing over him.

Every time he sits on this sofa, he feels an urge to sleep.

Yang Yiyao immediately got into work mode.

She laid out all the items needed for divination.

The crystal ball glowed softly in the candlelight, and tarot cards were scattered on the velvet.

After Xu Wen sat down, she also sat down opposite him.

"Draw three cards: past, present, and future." Her shuffling motion was fluid and graceful, the cards flying between her fingers.

The first card Xu Wen randomly drew was the reversed Star.

Yang Yiyao's eyelashes trembled: "The lost guide, you should have listened to my advice back then."

The second card is the Hermit in the upright position, with a solitary lamp illuminating the hunched back of the old man on the card.

"A wolf licking its wounds alone, you've pushed yourself too hard these past six months." Yang Yiyao's fingertips traced across the cards.

When the last card was flipped over, both black cats suddenly raised their tails at the same time.

The Lovers card, upright, gleams with a golden sheen under the candlelight, depicting Adam and Eve embracing under the watchful gaze of angels.

“Interesting. I remember you’ve drawn the reversed Lovers card several times.” Yang Yiyao suddenly laughed, the pearl on her earlobe swaying as her shoulders shook.

Xu Wen frowned and pushed the cards back: "You know I don't believe in these things."

"But you need an answer, don't you? Why doesn't Yu Guxing contact you? When will Xia Ning come back? What about..." Yang Yiyao suddenly leaned forward, the candlelight flickering in her pupils.

Her voice trailed off: "Why have I been waiting for you here all this time?"

Xu Wen noticed the new tattoo on the inside of her wrist.

The tiny silhouette of the black cat and the stars are a miniature version of the Black Cat Tarot logo.

"You got this tattoo."

"I did it last month. I engraved the most important thing on my pulse so that every heartbeat will remind me not to forget." Yang Yiyao rotated her wrist to show him, the ink still red and swollen.

Xu Wen recalled that rainy night half a year ago, when Yang Yiyao was lying in the same spot analyzing the clues on the USB drive for him.

He teased softly, "Then you're just like me and can't take the civil service exam."

"Your attempts to change the subject are getting worse and worse; you're so different from how you were at the beginning," Yang Yiyao complained.

Xu Wen stretched: "I'm lazy." "Has Meituan stopped poaching people from Flash City recently?" Yang Yiyao suddenly changed the subject, taking out a bottle of foreign liquor and two glasses from under the coffee table.

Xu Wen took the wine glass and replied, "After the Lin family fell, their plans in Jiangsu and Zhejiang were completely disrupted."

Yang Yiyao tilted her head back and drank the wine in her glass in one gulp: "So you won."

Xu Wen put down his wine glass, feeling the alcohol gradually fill his body.

"On the day Gu Hong was sentenced to death with a two-year reprieve, I saw He Shujin at the courthouse entrance. She said Xia Hai might get ten years, but could have his sentence reduced if he behaves well," he said casually.

"Does Xia Ning know?"

“Yes, she sent a postcard back from XZ.” Xu Wen took out a card with the Potala Palace printed on it from his inner pocket, with Xia Ning’s neat handwriting on the back.

The sky here is bluer than the one over the river.

When Yang Yiyao took the postcard, the scent of perfume mixed with the smell of alcohol wafted over her.

Will she come back?

"I said I'd come back once I've figured things out. How about you? How have you been lately?" Xu Wen asked, feigning concern.

"Thanks to Mr. Xu, I'm no longer just a simple fortune-telling shop owner; many people online know me now," Yang Yiyao said with a smile, refilling her glass.

"Still no news from Gu Xingruo?" she asked again, as if she could read minds.

"I sent a 'Happy New Year' message on New Year's Eve." Xu Wen took out his phone, swiped the screen, and the chat history remained at a brief greeting.

Upon seeing this, Yang Yiyao's face showed no sadness, but instead she burst out laughing: "So you're waiting for Godot now?"

“I’m doing what I promised, making Flash City a strong enough fortress so that she’ll have a safe haven when she comes back.” Xu Wen looked at the empty corner of the safe.

Even if she might never come back?

"Ah."

Yang Yiyao suddenly stood up, her skirt swirling around several tarot cards.

She walked behind Xu Wen, placed her hands on his shoulders, and pressed down on his tense muscles with just the right amount of pressure: "Your muscles are as hard as rocks. Even the president of Flash City can't afford a masseuse?"

Xu Wen closed his eyes; the alcohol and fatigue dulled his senses.

Yang Yiyao's fingertips felt like they were carrying an electric current, sliding from her shoulders and neck all the way down her spine.

The ring on her index finger occasionally brushed against her skin, feeling cool and refreshing.

"Do you remember what I divined for you and Gu Xingruo before?" Her breath brushed against the back of her neck. (Chapter 242)
Xu Wen remembers.

When he came with Gu Xingruo before, Yang Yiyao had performed a divination for them.

“I foresaw that you would be separated, but I didn’t say the second half. The upright Judgment signifies a fateful reunion, and Nirvana also indicates that you will meet again.” Yang Yiyao’s fingertips stopped on his neck.

Xu Wen opened his eyes: "You didn't mention this back then."

“Fortune tellers need to eat too. If everything is revealed, who will pay a second time?” Yang Yiyao laughed heartily.

Of course, she wouldn't say that she deliberately didn't say it at the time.

The little black cat jumped onto the coffee table and curiously sniffed the wine glasses.

Xu Wen looked at its pink nose and suddenly asked curiously, "Why did you name your fortune-telling shop Black Cat Tarot? Is it because of your cat?"

Yang Yiyao shook her head: "Because black cats can see things that humans can't."

She sat back down opposite her and continued, "For example, the weight of the soul, or the feelings that some people themselves are unaware of."

Xu Wen's phone suddenly vibrated, and a report sent by Lan Qiusheng flashed on the screen.

When he turned off the screen, Yang Yiyao had already put away all the cards except for the Lovers card, which was in the upright position.

"Shouldn't you be going now? Here, take this as a talisman." She pushed the card in front of him.

Xu Wen took the card; the cat design on the back was somewhat faded. "Thank you for what you did for me before."

"Stop, I didn't help you just to hear you thank me." Yang Yiyao put her index finger to his lips.

She saw Xu Wen to the door, and as the wind chimes rang again, Yang Yiyao suddenly grabbed his tie, forcing him to lower his head: "Xu Wen, have I also become a part of your life?"

Xu Wen recalled countless late nights when he worked overtime, and Yang Yiyao would appear in his office with a cup of coffee; he remembered how Yang Yiyao risked her life to gather information from the Education Bureau; he remembered the most dangerous week of the Hong Jing case, when she waited for him at the Black Cat Tarot for seven consecutive days.

"You are important, much more important than you think." He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Yang Yiyao let go of her hand, her smile somewhat broken: "That's enough."

She stepped back and closed the door, the silhouette behind the stained glass remaining motionless for a long time.

Xu Wen stood in the rain, the Lovers card in his palm already wrinkled from being squeezed.

The little black cat waved its paw at him from the windowsill, as if bidding him a silent farewell.

As he turned and walked into the night, the music inside the store gradually stopped.

He knew he would come back someday.

The shop, the people inside, and even the two cats had quietly become an inseparable part of his heart.

(End of this chapter)