Qin Cheng had no idea where he was taken, and for some reason, once he got into the car he felt tired and passed out almost immediately. When he woke up again, he found himself in a big mansion.
He was lying on a bunk bed, and the room was dark, like the scene of a horror movie. Qin Cheng suddenly flipped over and got up.
When he pushed open the wooden door, Qin Cheng found that this place was a big mansion, with a courtyard decorated like a Suzhou garden <sup>1</sup> . There were two people standing at the door, one of whom was the man that had brought Qin Cheng here.
âYou slept for a long time. I only gave you a small dose of a drug that could knock you out for two or three hours, but you ended up sleeping for an entire day.â
âYou drugged me? When?â Qin Cheng was a little surprised. After all, he couldnât find anything amissâŚ.how did he get drugged?
âThereâs no need for you to know when. After all, in our line of work, how can we not have one or two tricks?â
The man who spoke made a gesture of invitation, and said: âMr. Su is waiting for you over there. Let me take you.â
Qin Cheng nodded and followed the man through the Suzhou-style garden. After walking to a large building, he saw Mr. Su.
As expected, this man was the same one he met in the hospital that day.
âWe meet again, Mr. Qin. I didnât have the time to speak with you last time, so I invited you over to my house so we could chat.â
Qin Cheng looked at the man in front of him, and sure enough, he looked similar to Su Jingmo. However, there was still a big difference between their eyes and eyebrows. Su Jingmo loved to smile, even if it wasnât sincere, but this man was too serious and spoke with a greater level of detachment. Although he spoke sympathetically, itâs clear that he wants to use Qin Cheng.
âJust call me Qin Cheng. Of course I couldnât refuse such hospitality. After all, I didnât exactly have a choice.â Qin Cheng smiled after saying so. However, the man in front of him didnât seem annoyed with his words, he simply nodded his head.
âI know youâre curious, so I wonât beat around the bush. I invited you to come to tell you something important and, of course, I also want you to convey something to me.â
Qin Cheng didnât speak, he simply sat down on a chair, looking coldly at the person in front of him.
âWhether you believe me or not, thatâs up to you.â
âI donât even know who you are, Mr. Su. Shouldnât you introduce yourself first?â
âHa, youâre right. I forgot about that. My name is Su Weiran, and Iâm an ordinary civil servant.â
â Ordinary? â Qin Cheng looked at the decorations of the mansion, â this doesnât look ordinary at allâŚ. â
âOf course, in this life, my name is Su Weiran.â
â This life? â Upon hearing this, Qin Chengâs face turned ugly. â Does this mean that he remembers his previous lives? â
As if guessing what Qin Cheng was thinking, the man in front of him smiled: âI donât know why I can remember things from my previous lives, but ever since I was born, the name âSu Jingyanâ has been following me all my life.â
âYouâre Su Jingyan?!â
Although Qin Cheng had long guessed it, he didnât know that the person himself would remember his previous life.
â If he really is Su Jingyan, then this is the person who made Jingmo turn into a trapped ghost! This is the man who is preventing him from going to the underworld! â
At the thought of this, Qin Cheng couldnât sit still and stood up abruptly. Unlike Zhang Jun, who when angry would simply curse at people without hesitation, Qin Cheng raised his hand and punched that man as hard as he could. Since they were alone in the room, and Su Weiran looked like a scholar, he didnât expect that the other scholar in front of him would act so rashly. Of course, Su Weiran didnât have the time to avoid the punch and received it firsthand.
Without waiting for the man to recover, Qin Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled him by the collar: âWhat the hell have you done?! Why can you live all free and happy and not Jingmo?! For more than 1600 years he had to live in a small part of the world, without even being able to see the light of dayâŚ.!!â
Su Weiran frowned and fiercely pushed Qin Cheng away. As he touched the bruised corner of his mouth, Su Weiran said: âDo you really think thatâs what I wanted? If Su Jingmo hadnât planned it himself, do you really believe that I would have buried him there?â
When Qin Cheng calmed down a bit, Su Weiran continued: âI can see that youâre not stupid, so you should also have guessed that the tomb was built by Su Jingmo himself. Or, Su Jingmo must have told you.â
Qin Cheng was speechless for a moment. After all, Su Jingmo told Qin Cheng that he didnât know this tomb even existed, but after a bit of consideration, Qin Cheng was able to realize that it was a lieâŚ.
Seeing Qin Chengâs appearance, Su Weiran frowned: âCould it be that he didnât tell you?â
Qin Cheng didnât reply, but asked in return: âWhat do you mean that you didnât want to bury him there? Why did Jingmo build such a big mausoleum?â
Su Weiran rubbed his tired eyes and said: âAlthough I didnât agree with him, and was his opponent as well, I could understand why he did it. I donât remember in detail my past life, but I know that, at the time, he was doing it for the sake of the Xu Dynasty. Perhaps, he already knew the Xu Dynasty would disappearâŚ.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âI mean to tell you that it was him who asked me to bury him there in the first place. I guess it was to preserve the last bit of evidence that the Xu Dynasty existed. At the time, he must have known something would happen, so thatâs whyâŚ.â
Qin Cheng was a bit dumbfounded. â Was all this planned by Su Jingmo himself? â
â How can this be possible?! Who would push himself into that fire pit? Who would like to remain on earth, without being able to reincarnate, slowly fading away until no one will remember you? â
However, a voice inside Qin Chengâs heart was telling him that, perhaps, this was the truthâŚ.
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Since it was the end of Autumn, the sun sinks faster at the horizon. The atmosphere surrounding the quiet and unoccupied Ninghua Village has become more gloomy than usual in recent days.
In Xiâan, it rains very little in the autumn and winter seasons, but tonight, dark clouds covered the sky, the stars, and the moon. It seemed as if all the birds and insects were afraid of the oncoming rainstorm, as they had all hidden in their nests.
The oppressive wind generated by the storm clouds roared inside the mountain tomb, blowing against the crooked wooden poles that supported the temporary power lines, ripping them off and letting them dangle from the crooked wooden poles.
The tomb hidden on the mountain and forest turned so dark that nothing could be seen, and it was so quiet that nothing could be heard.
Ghosts never felt tired, nor did they sleep. Although they can see clearly in the dark, compared to the brightness of the past, it felt as if something was missing.
After that night, Qin Cheng didnât come again to the tomb, but a lot of other people came instead. Since Su Jingmo has been fighting all those people for the past few days, he hasnât been bored. However, even after six days have passed, Qin Cheng still hasnât comeâŚ.
Su Jingmo was upset, so he took one of the history books to distract himself.
Although the words on the book were visible to Su Jingmo, even in the dark tomb, they werenât so clear. Su Jingmo frowned, and feeling annoyed, snapped the book closed.
Habit is a terrible thing, and Su Jingmo had already gotten used to the tomb being illuminated. Su Jingmo disliked the absence of that bright light on this particular day, after all, he didnât think that it would affect him at first, but when he noticed that he couldnât read the words in the book clearly, he suddenly felt that the tomb was colder than usualâŚ.
Su Jingmo sat in the darkness for a whole day, and today, no one came to negotiate with him. Even the ghosts in the tomb were afraid of something unknown and remained quiet, leaving the whole tomb in complete silence.
Su Jingmo snorted coldly, stood up abruptly, and the tomb turned even quieter than before.
After walking around the tomb feeling completely bored, Su Jingmo realized that he hadnât paid attention to what was buried with him in the tomb. So, Su Jingmo walked towards his sarcophagus, gently waved his sleeve, and the lid of the coffin was opened.
After thousands of years have passed, the cloth and silk that covered his corpse once had rotten to the point where only some blackened residues were left behind, as well as the golden and silver threads on the fabrics.
Since this was his soul body, and his âhandsâ couldnât be stained with anything, Su Jingmo searched through the blackened mud to find something.
Su Jingmo rummaged through a number of jewelry pieces, and after a gentle blow, all the stains on the jewelry scattered. In the Xu Dynasty, the items placed in the coffin were precious and extremely valuable, but these should also be the tomb ownerâs beloved items when he was alive. The items Su Jingmo found were indeed quite exquisite and valuable, but he has no recollection of even liking these jade pieces.
As he looked at the inscriptions engraved on the jade pieces, Su Jingmo guessed that these must be the objects offered to him by the Ministers of foreign countries. At the time, he must have casually let the palace staff put them in either the tomb chambers or the treasury.
This coffin was very large and contained a lot of treasures inside. Except for a few items that Su Jingmo had seen often when he was alive, the rest were objects Su Jingmo have never seen before.
Among the treasures inside this coffin, Su Jingmo found an ordinary-looking jade pendant. Su Jingmo was a little puzzled and looked at it more thoroughly, after all, this jade pendantâs craftsmanship was very simple. In his opinion, it looked quite vulgar and without the slightest technique, looking like it was carved by someone who wasnât good at it. Besides, the quality of the jade was very average, like the kind of jade that could be bought from a street vendor. The green of the jade was mixed with a lot of colors, but these colors werenât of the same kind of jade. The jade pendant was very small, and in the middle, it had the character âMo <sup>2</sup> â engraved. To be honest, the calligraphy of this character made the whole jade pendant look even uglier.
Su Jingmo had never received such a thing when he was alive.
â Why was this placed in my tomb? â Su Jingmo shook his head, but then thought somewhat amused: â Maybe a young beauty, who liked me once, secretly placed this jade pendant on my coffin during my funeral. â
â The worst jade pendant I ever received was from a low-ranking Official, Shui Qingming, who bought it with his savings. Well, it wasnât exactly that bad, in fact, that jade pendant was worth 1000 taels at the time. â
Su Jingmo liked beautiful men, but he also preferred women. To sum it up, he has doted on a couple of young men in his life, and only Shui Qingming had left some impression on him. That man was not only beautiful in appearance, and cared about Su Jingmo a lot, but he was also very knowledgeable and knew how to behave. He knew how to take a step forward and retreat without losing his sense of propriety. Even when Su Jingmo married Lin Qing, this man gave Su Jingmo a jade pendant with a big smile.
Su Jingmoâs relationship with this man was the most delightful one among all his flings. However, when he recalled Shui Qingming, thereâs a memory that rushes into his mind, the memory of an unfamiliar manâŚ. As soon as Su Jingmo tried to seize that trace of memory, he was no longer able to remember it clearly.
Su Jingmo was still bored even after rummaging through these treasures, so he thought of putting them back into the coffin. However, when he thought of Qin Chengâs obsession with these antiques, Su Jingmo paused and placed them on the stone table instead.
â Who knows, maybe heâll come to visit me tonight, and when he comes, Iâll show this vulgar jade pendant to him. â
However, not only tonight, but even the following days, Qin Cheng never returned to the grave.
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The author has something to say: Truth or lie, lie or truth. Everything is for their own sake.
As a mother, I worked very hard for my son Momoâs sexual bliss! (Slapâslapping myself, stop typing the word âhappinessâ wrong over and over again!!) <sup>3</sup>
Su Jingmo misses Qin Cheng so much!!!! Aaawwww (/â˝ďźź*)･oââĄ
But if Qin Cheng had heard Su Jingmo reminiscing his old lover (a man at that) he would get so jealous lmao!!!
Excited to know what Su Weiran has to say to Qin Cheng đđ
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Footnotes
<ol><b>čĺˇĺć</b> <b>sĹŤ zhĹu yuĂĄn lĂn</b> ; The classical gardens of Suzhou are a set of gardens in the city of Suzhou in the province of Jiangsu. Most of these gardens belonged to private houses. Classical Chinese garden architecture always includes four elements: rocks, water, pavilions, and plants. Like <b>THIS</b> and <b>THIS</b> . This character ( <b>墨</b> <b>mò</b> ) is the same one as the one in Su Jingmoâs name ( <b>čćŻĺ˘¨</b> <b>sĂš jÇng mò</b> ). A joke the author made by writing <b>ć§çŚ</b> <b>xĂŹng fĂş</b> = sexual bliss instead of <b>嚸çŚ</b> <b>xĂŹng fĂş</b> = happiness.</ol>