I can rewind time to prevent death

Of course, having been tricked by Jiang Hao once before, Yan Junze didn't place all his hopes entirely on the young man this time.

Now he had about 2,700 points of Different Dimension Energy left. If there was still a problem at the same stage as last time, it wouldn't entirely be Jiang Hao's fault, it was possible that the guy genuinely couldn't remember his promise from before.

In that case, Yan Junze could still initiate one more "Automatic Rewind on Near-Death," and then he would immediately do another manual rewind, going back to the moment before he saw the garden road sign in the first district, exiting this mission without further execution.

This was the worst plan he had made so far.

Coming to the fountain pool, this time Yan Junze simply turned his back to the center of the pool, standing under the moonlight, motionless.

With the experience from the last time, he knew he had to wait a little longer for Fang Ning to appear.

About eight minutes later, the sound of moving water came from the middle of the pool.

"You... have... come," a hoarse and eerie voice sounded.

"Yes, I have," Yan Junze answered.

Caught on camera from over his shoulder, a slim figure, pitch-black all over, arched out of the water, followed by a splash of water, leaves, and garbage bags flowing in all directions, revealing the metallic torso of Fang Ning post-electrocution.

Standing in the pool for a while, Fang Ning began to move her feet, walking stiffly towards the direction of the camera.

Step by step, stirring the water, she reached the edge of the pool.

In the camera's view, a hairless, pitch-black head clearly appeared within, deformed features all squeezed together, the upper and lower lips seemed sealed, oozing out copious amounts of thick mucus when they parted.

Afterward, Fang Ning stepped over the pool and walked towards Yan Junze.

Before long, her entire face drew near to Yan Junze's back and also close to the camera on his shoulder.

She reached out, seemingly wanting to touch Yan Junze's shoulder. From the angle of the camera, it was clear to see that her wristwatch, pitch-black, had fused into her skin and muscle, becoming one with her wrist.

But soon, Fang Ning lowered her hand, turned around, and with two palms, cracked like stones, pulled from behind at Yan Junze's hands, holding them.

"Let's try again," Yan Junze thought to himself.

Suddenly feeling a chill in his back, Fang Ning's back had pressed against his own.

Time seemed to stand still.

This moment would take a long time; Yan Junze knew it was as if Fang Ning needed to feel the emotional comfort she had finally found after such a long time at this very moment.

They waited like this for over ten more minutes.

Compared with the first time, Yan Junze had adapted much more to the situation. After all, Ke'er had often lain on his body, and even though the current creature was more terrifying and ferocious, ready to take his life at any moment, they were fundamentally both ice-cold.

Only, this one was a bit larger.

Fang Ning finally spoke, "Look at the moon tonight, how round and beautiful it is!"

This was simple, after all, it had been exchanged for two manual rewinds.

Yan Junze immediately responded, "Yes, it's beautiful, not just the moon but also time itself is beautiful, I will always remember this moment tonight."

"Do you remember the words we once said together?" Fang Ning asked.

"Yes, I remember," Yan Junze's voice was very gentle.

Whether influenced by the ambiguous atmosphere under the moonlight, or by the hair-raising female creature behind him, he felt that at this moment he truly became Jiang Hao's character.

He lowered his head, looking at the "Reflection Under the Moonlight."

Because he was very close to Fang Ning behind him, their reflected images under the moonlight looked bloated, just like a couple holding each other tightly in an embrace, unwilling to part.

"I hope the world can be very small, so small that I can see you the moment I turn around."

Fang Ning uttered the first line of her love confession.

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When she finished, after a brief pause, Yan Junze replied, "I wish the world could be huge, so vast that I could hold your hand and never reach the end."

The next second, Fang Ning took a small step back, causing her pitch-black, stiff, and damp back to press even closer against Yan Junze.

"And?"

"Sigh." Yan Junze breathed out, rehearsed the response in his head once more, and slowed down his speech as he said, "I don't want the seas to dry up, the stones to rot away, not even the next lifetime, or forever. I just want... every next second... for you to still be by my side."

As soon as he had spoken, he immediately prepared to Rewind.

Since in the previous "Automatic Rewind on Near-Death," he was instantly killed by Fang Ning despite being prepared, he considered using Rewind a step earlier this time, in case he answered incorrectly.

Of course, if he couldn't outpace Fang Ning's instant kill, then he'd have to resign himself to fate.

And all this was predicated on the assumption that his answer this time... was still wrong.

As feelings of high alertness, suspicion, and hesitation were flooding in, Yan Junze suddenly paused, sensing Fang Ning's grip on his hand suddenly loosening.

At the same time, the pressure on his back vanished as the body that had been pressed against him retreated.

Fang Ning's voice rang out, carrying an otherworldly gentleness, "Turn around."

Yan Junze was startled.

It seemed he had passed the test. Jiang Hao was right, the last promise was indeed correct, otherwise Fang Ning wouldn't have let go of him and asked him to turn around.

Just turn around like this? Face to face, what if she recognized him, knew he wasn't Jiang Hao?

Clearly, this was a new challenge.

Although the obsession of the strangeness was strong and sometimes no longer retained the thinking and behavior patterns from before death, there was still no guarantee that Fang Ning wasn't still fixated on Jiang Hao, especially if his appearance was her final obsession, what then?

"To turn or not to turn?" Yan Junze hesitated, "This might be her last request. I could turn around for a look, and if she notices something odd, I'll Rewind and think of another solution."

In general, as long as he survived the initial promise without being instantly killed by Fang Ning, that was enough.

He decided to turn around.

Having made up his mind, Yan Junze felt his body stiffen like Fang Ning's, he moved his feet and slowly turned on the spot, facing Fang Ning who had already turned to face him.

Of course, during this process, he also turned the camera on his shoulder so it was facing Fang Ning head-on.

It was apparent that the Fang Ning before him had a beautiful figure: not only slender but also quite tall, almost the same height as Yan Junze when they stood back to back.

But at this moment of turning around, Yan Junze realized he had been overly concerned.

For Fang Ning's eyes were already gone.

Seeing this horrifying sight, Yan Junze, not reassured, waved his hand in front of her eyes and got no reaction.

"A blind ghost..."

"I know you don't love me anymore." Fang Ning's lips parted slightly, emitting a hoarse sound, and between her lips, one could see a lot of sticky drool.

"Hmm," Yan Junze nodded, his gaze shifted away to avoid the nauseating sight.

"I... can't let go of you," Fang Ning said again, "Can you keep me company?"

"I am keeping you company right now," Yan Junze sensed something was off.

"But I want... every next second... to be by your side."