Collapse: Black Moonlight Turns White, Popular Four-Star Character

[Hint: The controlled character is the Ten Kings version of Jingnian.]

[Mission 2: Start with you.]

[Task Tips: Follow Yanqing to meet Jingyuan and explain the misunderstanding.]

"Oh no, Ten Kings, you still can't escape from my palm." The "Manye Cat" raised the corners of his mouth and laughed like a pig.

[The Ten Kings of Sorrow have no entrance: Streamer, laugh, what are you laughing at? Are the Ten Kings in the card pool? You're laughing here, just because your hands are still warm. You still want to last forever - traitor to the Danheng Sect!]

[It's a pity that Dan Heng is infertile: Dan Heng? Sorry, since you have taken control of Jingnian's body, we are not familiar with each other, Jingnian! I order you to remove your armor, and remove it again! (Darkened)]

Dan Heng rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Could you be more hypocritical? Your names reveal a common trait between Jingnian and Dan Heng—that's useless."

[Washing Dan Heng's paws: How brave! Dan Heng, Dan Heng... Dan Heng can give birth to a little Dan Heng, and after a little Dan Heng there will be a little little Dan Heng, endlessly (thumbs-up), but they just can't live together.]

"Shut up, I will always be Dan Heng's best supporter, so now which angle should I look at the Ten Kings from? Walk, stride, and attack. Okay, stop!" "Manye Cat" excitedly slapped the computer host, and the screen froze.

"I've long wanted to study the bodies of the Ten Kings puppets up close, but my last mission was too rushed."

Yanqing and Yannian were both frozen. Yannian was speechless. It was that stupid anchor who always played tricks on him. It was really bad luck that he was matched with him this time.

Without the "Manyo no Cat", Yannian felt that his main storyline would be more comfortable.

What are you going to do this time?

Yannian took a big step forward with his right foot, his knee bent into a perfect bow shape, his calf muscles tense, and his right hand gripping the hilt of the sword.

He seems to be stuck, what's going on.

In front of the screen, the player and the "Manyo no Cat" used magnifying glasses to observe the Ten Kings' legs. After a few minutes, they came to an ambiguous conclusion, "Is he pretending or not?"

"Was it like this before? Hakimi wouldn't weaken the Ten Kings, just like the Manyo next door."

"But host, your console is awesome. It's just different from the legendary copycat consoles." The players applauded and praised.

"Copycat phones are the pride of domestically produced products."

"Energy generated by running by a house cat, eight hours without getting tired, live broadcast in power saving mode, start."

"Manyo no Neko" gave a thumbs-up, opened the main unit casing, and slammed it. A bottle of wine fell down, and on the reels, a cat wearing a green hat ran madly, chasing the wine.

With another clap, the bottle fell, and the cat opened its mouth wide and drank it all.

Another clap, a new bottle of wine fell, and the cat ran away again.

Raise a cat for a thousand days and use it at eight times. This is the truth.

Yannian regained his standing position, but before he could come to his senses, he was controlled by the "Manye Cat" and ran around the street.

"Why are you so slow...boring." Yannian complained in his heart, and a subtle look appeared in his eyes.

After more than ten minutes, "Manyo no Neko" had enough fun with his fans before controlling Yannen to continue into the story mode.

The place they were going to was Jingyuan's home. Yannian was most familiar with this road planted with plum blossoms.

Before, he might have felt a little nervous facing Jing Yuan, because he knew Jing Yuan. That intuition, like a sharp sword, was hidden deep under his indifferent golden eyes, waiting to erode the truth bit by bit.

When he was with Jing Yuan, he always felt an inexplicable fear deep in his heart, even though they had been living like family for hundreds of years.

But now, this feeling has faded a lot.

Just do what you should do. Yannian stood under the plum tree, his dull red eyes calm. His hand touched the trunk, and the petals fell, blown to the end of the road by the wind.

The window was slightly open, the bamboo curtains fluttered, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the sound of pages turning.

"Senior?" Yan Qing stopped and looked back in confusion.

"It's okay, Yanqing, it would have been better if you had told me earlier. Go and get busy."

Yannian smiled slightly, patted Yanqing's head, turned into a cat, and walked into the door.

Yan Qing scratched his face and walked out, thinking that he would come back after dealing with Lin Ze's matter. Coincidentally, the senior and the general had also finished their discussion by then. Recently, disasters occurred one after another in Luofu, and they had not eaten together for a long time.

But after walking a long way, Yanqing began to hesitate again, thinking of the general's strange mood, and inexplicably couldn't let it go.

"Let's go back and take a look first."

"I still can't let it go... I'm not afraid of a thousand things, I'm just afraid of one."

"Lin Ze, let me let you have some free time for a few days." Yan Qing snorted coldly and ran back.

The door was ajar. Through the gap, Jing Yuan sat by the window. He gently lifted the tea lid with his thumb and index finger, poured tea leaves into the cup, and added a pot of hot water. When the water turned amber, the fragrance of the tea would make people more calm.

To talk about things, you need a cup of good tea.

Success depends on human effort.

"coming?"

"I've prepared dried fish and tea for you. Don't worry, take your time. We have plenty of time today." Jing Yuan looked at the purple eyes flashing in the shadows, smiled slightly, and pushed the teacup to the seat opposite.

"You still need to rest more, Jingyuan...you still don't look well."

The white cat slowly walked out from the shadows, with black silk threads intertwined, and in a blink of an eye it became a young man with white hair and red eyes. Time could not leave any trace on his body except for those dead eyes.

Yannian sat down calmly, his tone full of concern. He picked up the teacup, and a gleam of light flashed in his lowered eyes.

He had already thought of an excuse, about how everything was an illusion, perhaps a plan to spy on the secret of the Xianzhou Yanou technique, and how he escaped from her clutches.

Anyway, the illusion is gone and nothing can be verified.

Just as Yannian was about to speak, Jingyuan put down his teacup, his eyes calm, "That place is not a space created by illusion."

"Nian...the other party came to see you alone, why did you lie?"

"You know how worried I am about you."

A crack appeared in the teacup, Jing Yuan's breathing became disordered for a moment, anger leaped in his eyes, emitting a sharp and angry light, but it was quickly suppressed.

He didn't want to get angry with Jingnian, but from the moment Jingnian sat down, he knew... the other party was thinking.

Thinking of excuses to make him feel good.

That day, the enemy obviously wanted to kill Jingnian, so why did they hide it from him? What if there was a next time - what if, just these two words made Jing Yuan unable to help but... worry.

"Jingyuan, I don't know who the other party is?" Yannian said in a low voice.

"You are not ignorant, Jingnian."

Jingyuan took a sip of tea and threw the cracked teacup into the trash can.

The crisp sound increased the sense of oppression, and the air was filled with suffocating heat, making it difficult to even breathe.

Yannian knew that the teacup had been broken into powder.

Jing Yuan was right. He had a guess about that person, and was even certain of it.

He has many secrets in his heart, which Jingnian will not hide, but he cannot tell the part involving Yannian.

"Jing Yuan, I really... don't know that person's identity."

"I'm also investigating. I'm sorry, I asked you to leave because of you..."

"How long are you going to keep making this up?" Jing Yuan couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and grabbed Yannian's collar, his voice filled with anger. "You can hide secrets however you want on weekdays, but this concerns your safety."

"Nian, since that day when we admired the plum blossoms, I have never lost my temper with you, but this is the only thing you shouldn't have hidden from me."

The players outside the screen were confused and didn't understand what Lao Jing was saying. Wasn't Jingnian telling the truth?

On the contrary, Lao Jing is suspicious.

The atmosphere was heavy, but Yannian was not panicked at all. After drinking his tea, he held Jingyuan's wrist and slid it into his palm. His red eyes showed no joy or anger.

"I know you're worried about me, Jingyuan."

"But you know, compared to the position of the Ten Kings, I want to protect you more."

"No matter what the reason, believe me... I will solve it." Yannian held Jingyuan's hand tightly. Jingyuan's fingertips trembled and he wanted to pull back, but he didn't move at all.

“I don’t have a heart… Jingyuan, there is no warmth here.”

"But this promise will not change, so—"

"I'm back to see you."

Regardless of Jing Yuan's resistance, Yannian placed his hand on his chest, which was vibrating and spreading cold waves, but the frequency was slowly approaching Jing Yuan's heart, and finally they beat together.

"Nian...are you trying to fool me by playing the emotional card?" Jing Yuan clenched his other hand, and his anger subsided a little.

"Everyone has secrets."

"I believe in you, so I hope you can believe in me too, Jing Yuan."

"Of course I believe you... but I really can't help it."

I really can't lose you again.

Jing Yuan gazed deeply into Yan Nian's eyes. Plum blossoms floated into the house and fell into the teacup, creating ripples just like Jing Nian's eyes.

The door opened with a click, and Yan Qing shouted fiercely, "Don't fight, don't quarrel, if you want to get angry, let me take the blame!"

The sound of a teacup breaking was heard from a distance. Before he could think about who to help, Yanqing rushed in. Then he saw Jingyuan touching Jingnian's chest, Jingnian holding Jingyuan's hand, and they looked at each other with complicated expressions.

Yanqing: "..."

"Sorry to bother you, I'll leave now." Yan Qing turned around.

[Guaziren is not wearing clothes: Why, Jingnian, why don’t you say—No, Yanqing, you came at the right time. Then he put his hand on his other chest.]

[The Incarnation of the Nervous: I just placed my brother's hand on my chest and said to him—Do you feel it? My heart is in tune with yours. This is the tacit understanding that good brothers should have. Understand?]

[Brother, you told me to get out of here. You really don't understand the bond.]

"Yanqing, you came at the right time."

"I'm just about to go meet the pioneers, come with me."

"New Year... let's talk next time." Jing Yuan looked away and called Yan Qing to hide his shyness.

From childhood to adulthood, he still couldn't stand Jingnian's extremely obscene and corny words.

The tips of his ears were a little red, and Jing Yuan turned his eyes away.

Jingnian had turned into a little white cat. He packed up all the dried fish on the table, squatted on the windowsill, waved his paws, jumped into the grass and left, leaving behind a letter about how to deal with Danheng.

"Meow (Let's talk next time, Jingyuan.)"

"General, are you hot?"

"My ears are red." Yan Qing took a glance and spoke without thinking. Jing Yuan held his head and coughed a few times.

"The tea just now... was a little hot, it made me drunk."

"So that's it."

Yan Qing rolled his eyes. Who would believe that?

It is better to trust Yanqing and beat him up tomorrow than to trust Jingyuan.

"Alas——" Jing Yuan looked out the window, his golden eyes slightly drooped, and his voice was low.

"If it was a lie from the beginning."

"You can lie to me forever, but...when it comes to your safety, don't blame me. I won't stop."

After leaving Jingyuan's house, Yannian stopped on a roof and smiled gently.

The temporary cessation of the storm was easier than he thought, but it did not mean that Jing Yuan would stop asking questions. In Jing Yuan's eyes, any of his subsequent actions would be evidence of the truth.

It doesn’t matter, even Yinyue only guessed part of the truth.

"Jing Yuan, I've never won a game of chess, but you've already lost this game from the beginning. After all, Jing Nian is your family... hehe."