Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Their contact lasted only a moment before Shiga immediately withdrew his hand.

He wrapped the prayer beads in his palm around his wrist, his movements slow and deliberate, as if the touch just now was accidental.

Jiang Xiyu's fingertips twitched slightly, then he withdrew them as if nothing had happened.

Although a strange feeling arose in his heart, seeing Shiga's calm expression, he did not think about it any further.

Jiang Xiyu slowly stood up.

Shiga's lowered gaze suddenly lifted, following him and then fixing on his face.

In the flickering candlelight, his eyes were deep and gentle, as was his tone.

"Where?"

He asked softly, his hand, which was wrapped around Buddhist prayer beads, lifting almost imperceptibly for a moment.

Jiang Xiyu didn't see his gesture to keep her, but smiled at Shijia and said, "I just knelt for a while, so my legs are a little numb. I'd like to stand for a bit..."

He paused for a moment, then asked thoughtfully, "Does the Master wish to continue his studies? I can wait for you on the side; I won't disturb you."

After listening to Jiang Xiyu's words, Shiga shook his head and lowered his eyes slightly.

He just... didn't want him to be too far away from him.

Whenever the light falls into the meditation cave, the Buddha's practice will take on his form.

Shiga tried to practice and let go of his greed. He recited scriptures and practiced daily, attempting to find a solution to his suffering in Buddhism. But even so, his greed still appeared before him.

Unable to break free, unable to escape, entangled in many ways.

In fact, isn't seeking enlightenment through Buddhism also a form of escapism?

Shiga didn't want to think about it, but his heart always went to his side when he fell into his dreams.

It was as if he had truly experienced and lived through everything in the dream.

So later, every time Shiga opened his eyes, he would subconsciously look for Jiang Xiyu's figure, watching him stand in the floating light, gracefully approaching, seeing his face, his eyebrows and eyes flowing with a hazy and affectionate feeling.

He smiled slightly, shattering the shimmering light. Through the interplay of light and shadow, it seemed as if he were very close, yet also as if he were very far away.

Shiga sat calmly in place, his expression serene, as if he had not been bewitched by the illusion.

He tried his best to remain calm, and for the first time, he greeted the illusion as if he were seeing an old friend.

But he seemed startled and backed away, trying to leave.

Shiga knew he couldn't hold onto anything in the illusion, yet he couldn't help but reach out to him, indulging his greed, wanting to come closer, wanting him to be a little closer to him.

Even just one step would bring him satisfaction.

However, 'he' not only approached him, but also smiled faintly at him and called him Master.

In an instant, Shiga's emotions poured out, his eyes rippled with emotion, as if he had been baptized, and his body and mind trembled uncontrollably.

He thought this meeting was just like any other illusion, fleeting and transient.

He thought that 'he' wouldn't stay for him...

He thought that this would satisfy him...

But he was wrong.

All this restraint was merely a cover-up, an attempt to conceal his greed.

Shiga watched him intently as he approached, his expression worried and his words of concern evident.

He cared so much about himself and his safety.

At that moment, Shiga's restrained emotions were completely thrown into disarray.

He craved his scent, his proximity, his words, and every moment he had before him.

As long as he is in front of him, he will be accompanied by a gentle fragrance of roses, which will surround him everywhere. As he feels his breath and his approach, his heart, which has been searching for a place to rest, finally finds a place to rest.

No one knows the turmoil he was experiencing.

Therefore, he could no longer resist.

Even if it were an illusion, he would be willing to stop struggling and stop using Buddhism to avoid it, all for that smile that resembled the blooming of a rose.

He finally embraced him, and embraced his own delusions.

He longed for her day and night, and was on his deathbed.

Until his response...

The purple hem of her robe brushed against the cassock, its light shimmering and shifting, tender and lingering like an intoxicating dream.

It silently swept across Shiga's eyes. When Shiga came to his senses, Jiang Xiyu had already sat down next to him again.

Seeing that he did not need to meditate, Jiang Xiyu wanted to stay and keep him company.

Shiga glanced at him sideways, and the lingering emotions in his heart seemed to be soothed by his presence.

Jiang Xiyu noticed out of the corner of her eye that he had been watching her, and she couldn't help but sit up straight, instead of sitting lazily.

Shiga noticed his unease and, the next moment, subtly shifted his gaze away.

His gaze fell on the candlelight, and in his dark eyes, there seemed to be a barely visible flickering candlelight.

Jiang Xiyu fiddled with the tassels on her clothes, smelled the cool fragrance emanating from Shijia, and then secretly glanced at him, the smile on her lips lingering.

The surroundings were quiet. Jiang Xiyu stole glances at him for a while before she couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Master, how have you been while I was away?"

Shiga didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to dim for a moment as the candlelight flickered.

He paused for a moment, then asked Jiang Xiyu, "Will everything be safe on this journey to the demon realm?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiyu suddenly recalled the conversation the two had had through the Buddhist beads that day.

Shiga asked him the same question, asking if he was well.

Jiang Xiyu smiled gently and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master. Everything went smoothly."

Shiga nodded slightly and asked again, "Have you finished dealing with your matters?"

Jiang Xiyu nodded and replied, "I've almost finished dealing with it, so I was thinking of coming back to see the Master right away..."

"see me?"

Shiga paused for a moment, then looked over.

His tone was calm, but a lotus flower trembled within his heart.

Jiang Xiyu met his gaze and smiled.

He didn't realize there was anything wrong with his words; he simply thought so in his heart and spoke the truth.

“Yes, I want to see you, Master,” Jiang Xiyu said. “I’m worried that you might suffer a backlash and be unable to recover your magical power…”

"However, when I returned to the meditation room, I couldn't find the Dharma Master. It was only after Master Jinglian told me that the Dharma Master was in the Buddha Cave that I came looking for him."

He spoke with a tone that was both regretful and satisfied.

"Although the monk has not yet recovered, I feel much more at ease being able to be by his side in person."

She felt happy because of the person in front of her saying "I want to see him," but after hearing his concern about whether she had regained her magic power, a trace of sadness appeared in that happiness.

He didn't know what his own heart was like...

He didn't know; if his magical power were restored, he would actually be unable to sense it anymore...

Although this day would come sooner or later, Shiga thought that even if it was only a moment later, it would be good.

How could he dare to be greedy for more...?