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

This was the first time Jiang Xiyu had heard Shijia express himself so bluntly.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly felt panicked, and his eyes visibly reddened.

Are you... not good enough?

He heard Shiga say something was wrong, and he thought that after he left, Shiga, having regained his magic, would gradually forget his past. He thought he would be alright, but instead, he learned that Shiga was the one who was in trouble.

At this moment, Jiang Xiyu's troubled heart seemed to have all his strength drained away.

He opened his lips, desperately trying to say something, but the words caught in his throat and he suddenly tasted bitterness. He coughed violently, as if he were coughing up his heart and lungs.

Shiga slowly raised his hand expressionlessly, but gently patted Jiang Xiyu's back to help him catch his breath.

Jiang Xiyu coughed until his face turned red, and he seemed to have difficulty breathing. He gripped Shijia's clothes tightly with both hands, and after a long while, he managed to utter a few words that sounded indistinct.

Shiga didn't hear him clearly and asked softly, "What did you say?"

Jiang Xiyu seemed to be extremely agitated, with the veins on his neck turning red and bulging. His eyes, as he looked at Shijia, seemed to be filled with tears, as if they were about to slide down his cheeks at any moment.

He said sadly, "I'm sorry..."

Shiga was slightly taken aback, then he looked at Jiang Xiyu's reddened eyes, the color of which was very deep, as if he had cried many times over these three words.

He had heard those three words many times, but at this moment, what he wanted to hear was not that sentence. Perhaps what he wanted to hear was never "I'm sorry."

Shiga paused for a moment, then gently comforted him, saying, "You haven't done anything wrong to me..."

Jiang Xiyu shook her head, as if she hadn't heard him, and continued to repent to herself: "I'm sorry, Master, it's my fault that you've become like this..."

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have fallen in love, and you wouldn't be in so much pain. It's all my fault..."

He felt like a sinner, as if his heart was about to break. He had experienced so many relationships, but never before had he felt so helpless and heartbroken...

Seeing that he was emotional, Shiga raised his hand and cupped his face, only to touch his hand, which was covered in tears.

The warmth felt like it was burning his palms. Shiga's hand trembled, then he wiped away Shiga's tears and whispered, almost inaudibly, "You didn't do anything wrong to me, it's not your fault. You know, this is not what I've wanted to hear from the beginning..."

Is this all you want to say to me?

He asked gently, his usually calm eyes now seeming to be shrouded in gentle moonlight, sweeping over Jiang Xiyu.

Tears streamed down Jiang Xiyu's face, and her lips trembled.

He looked at Shiga, and with each sentence Shiga spoke, he shook his head as if to refute it.

Shiga's pupils reflected his face, and also his tears.

Seeing that Jiang Xiyu seemed to be having trouble breathing, he comforted him and gestured for him to breathe slowly.

While Jiang Xiyu was calming down, Shiga suddenly chuckled very softly.

He rarely smiled like this, at least not in front of Jiang Xiyu. He seemed relieved, yet also reluctant. When he lowered his eyes, it was as if a compassionate divinity, along with the morning light, reflected into his eyes, with shimmering fragments of light.

He seemed to have thought about it for a long time before saying to Jiang Xiyu, "I have a lot to say to you."

People often use Buddhist practice to relieve their anxiety, but in reality, it's just a way to escape.

Shiga practiced Buddhism for many years, living a lonely and long life.

After realizing his own feelings, he tried to restrain himself and suppress them, but he still couldn't control his restless heart. He couldn't help himself, and more than once, wanted to get closer to this person.

But whenever he tries to get close and truly experience it, he is met with a suffocating and excruciating punishment.

During the first divine punishment, he wanted to get closer, but he also wanted to leave.

The second time he came out of the Buddhist cave, he wanted to stay with him peacefully, but he found out that he had already gotten married.

The third time, he knew everything, but still wanted to keep him.

And though he could see the sadness in her eyes, she still left without looking back.

He was left alone, not knowing where his spiritual path led, and could only return to the Buddha.

The person behind him pondered for a long time in the Buddhist cave, thinking about the beginning and the ending.

He knew the punishment for his infatuation: unrequited love, yet he still couldn't let go, and through another pair of eyes, he just wanted to see him one more time.

He was completely unaware when the man looked at him with those eyes.

The moment he sensed that something might have happened to him, Shiga felt utterly empty.

He didn't remember how he got here, only that he experienced worry and fear for the first time.

He came regardless of the consequences, holding him and hiding from everything. He sat there from sunset to dawn, finally realizing that if he didn't say some things now, he might never have the chance to say them again.

Shiga lowered his head, gazing deeply into Jiang Xiyu's reddened eyes, his fingertips slowly tracing his cheek, and said, "There are some things I've kept in my heart for a long time. I thought I would never tell you, but now my heart can't hold back anymore, I want to tell you..."

Throughout his long life, he had never carried such a heavy burden in his heart, nor had he ever cherished such a person so much.

After much deliberation, the red Buddha mark between Shiga's brows gradually swallowed the gold, like a curse.

He didn't seem to care much, but told him awkwardly yet earnestly, like a child learning to speak: "Xi Yu, I... have feelings for you..."

He spoke softly, finding answers to his so-called stubbornness, jealousy, greed, anger, and infatuation, as if speaking to Jiang Xiyu, yet also as if speaking to himself.

Jiang Xiyu swayed, staring blankly at him, as if she had forgotten how to react.

Shiga didn't need a response from him, so he didn't care.

His gaze suddenly deepened, and he said softly, "I don't know when I started having these thoughts about you, but... I don't regret it."

Although the golden image of the Buddha's teachings restrains my heart, it cannot restrain my feelings. I always think that it would be enough to see you one more time, but when that time actually comes, I greedily want you to be by my side. Although I don't want to bother you with these feelings, I selfishly want you to know that I am actually just an ordinary person who is caught in the sea of ​​love and cannot save myself.