Who is Helping Me Win by Lying Down [Transmigration] - Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Hearing Yan Jingchuan’s words, Chen Shu felt an imperceptible warmth gradually spreading within him, silent yet already deeply permeated.

Now tell me, the reason for your two fainting spells. This was Yan Jingchuan’s only concern.

Chen Shu said: I’m not clear about the reason either. This matter is beyond my control. The headache serves as a kind of warning.

Warning? Yan Jingchuan frowned deeply. What did you mean earlier about dreams from the past?

Chen Shu explained briefly: My cause of death was a plane crash. Both times I dreamed about events before boarding that plane. As soon as I board that aircraft, I wake up.

Yan Jingchuan said: But last time you were unconscious for a week, this time only nine hours. Was there any difference between the dreams these two times?

He was determined to get to the bottom of this.

Chen Shu sounded somewhat helpless: Last time, my consciousness wasn’t clear. This time I had the impression of dreaming, so I directly boarded the plane.

Yan Jingchuan wanted to ask more.

Chen Shu said: Don’t overthink it. It’s just a dream.

Yan Jingchuan looked at him.

Just a dream.

But having the same dream twice, each time causing Chen Shu to lose consciousness.

There must be some inevitable connection.

Related to the past.

And this was precisely the one thing he knew nothing about.

Chen Shu.

Chen Shu looked up: Hmm?

Yan Jingchuan’s hand slid down his arm, tightly grasping his hand, their fingers interlacing: Don’t leave me.

Chen Shu chuckled softly: Okay.

Seeing the smile in Chen Shu’s eyes, words rose to Yan Jingchuan’s heart, but he didn’t know how to voice them.

In the end, he only tightened his grip on the warmth in his palm, not letting go again.

Now fully recovered, Chen Shu checked out of the hospital.

Yan Jingchuan had received a call from Chen Hexuan in the afternoon, only saying that Chen Shu had urgent matters to attend to. After leaving the hospital, the two went directly to the Chen residence.

On the way, under Yan Jingchuan’s persistent questioning, Chen Shu described the scenes from his dream in detail, then briefly summarized his previous life.

Just as their conversation ended, the car slowly came to a stop, and they got out to go upstairs together.

Chen Shu’s unexpected return made Chen Hexuan’s joy evident when he opened the door.

Xiao Yun, look who’s back! After calling out, Chen Hexuan quickly opened the door wider to let Chen Shu in, but then spotted Yan Jingchuan behind him. His smile faltered for a moment. Director Yan?

Yan Jingchuan of Yan Corporation – the financial magnate who had taken helm of such a vast commercial empire at such a young age. The recent massive takeover of Huarun Group by Yan Corporation still sent ripples through the industry. Of course he recognized this face.

Moreover, the small business he and Hua Yun had built together had only grown to its current scale thanks to Yan Corporation’s investment.

Towards Yan Jingchuan, he felt not only respect but gratitude.

Yan Jingchuan nodded in acknowledgment: Director Chen.

Director Chen?

Chen Shu glanced at him.

Sensing his gaze, Yan Jingchuan paused, then corrected himself: Uncle Chen.

Having learned that Chen Shu only shared a physical kinship with this couple, his earlier tension had dissipated. But since the kinship still existed, he didn’t want to make things difficult for Chen Shu.

Chen Hexuan froze, his hand still on the doorknob, instinctively looking at Chen Shu.

A smile played on Chen Shu’s lips. Seeing Chen Hexuan look his way, he greeted: Dad.

Just then, Hua Yun emerged from the kitchen: Who is it? Why are you blocking the doorway instead of letting people in?

Only then did Chen Hexuan snap out of it. He glanced at Yan Jingchuan again before stepping aside: Right, right, please come in!

Chen Shu gestured for Yan Jingchuan to enter first.

Chen Hexuan quickly pulled Chen Shu, who had fallen a step behind, and asked in a low voice, Chen Shu, what’s going on? Why would Director Yan come to our house?

Chen Shu said, Jingchuan is my friend.

Friend? While Chen Hexuan was still utterly confused, he heard Hua Yun exclaim in surprise from the living room.

Director Yan?

Yan Jingchuan said, Auntie.

Hua Yun stood frozen in place, not daring to respond casually.

With both of them present, Chen Shu walked to Yan Jingchuan’s side and introduced, Dad, Mom, Jingchuan is my friend. I brought him home for New Year’s Eve. If you mind, he and I can find a hotel nearby.

No, no, Hua Yun hurriedly said, Why would we mind? It’s only if Director Yan doesn’t find our place too humble!

This was the first time she had actually met the chairman of the prestigious Yan Corporation.

Previously, when Yan Corporation made the investment, Zhang Shi, Yan Jingchuan’s special assistant, had personally come to negotiate, which had already delighted her and Chen Hexuan beyond measure.

Now it seemed, could it be because of this connection?

Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan were friends?

Yan Jingchuan said, Auntie, just call me by my name.

Hua Yun’s lips twitched slightly as she looked at Chen Shu.

Chen Shu gave a slight nod.

Only then did Hua Yun tentatively say, Jing…chuan?

Mm, Yan Jingchuan replied.

Hua Yun and Chen Hexuan exchanged glances again.

Chen Hexuan’s eyes held the same shock and uncertainty as hers.

Oh, we only have two bedrooms at home, Chen Hexuan suddenly remembered something and whispered to Hua Yun, Should we stay out tonight and let Director Yan have the room?

Chen Shu said, It’s fine. Jingchuan can stay with me.

Chen Hexuan said in surprise, Is that really appropriate?

Yan Jingchuan said, It’s fine.

He seemed approachable, so Chen Hexuan finally relaxed and said to them, Then please have a seat. Chen Shu, your mom and I still have a few dishes to prepare. It won’t take long. Keep Yan—Jingchuan company.

Chen Shu said, Okay.

The couple then walked into the kitchen, pretending to casually close the door before whispering behind the frosted glass wall.

Before Chen Shu could withdraw his gaze, Yan Jingchuan’s voice came from beside him.

You plan to stay here tonight?

Chen Shu turned to look at him. Why?
Yan Jingchuan glanced toward Chen Shu’s bedroom. Have you forgotten what happened this morning so quickly?

Chen Shu thought for a moment. It’s related to the photos. Let’s put them away first.

He didn’t have many opportunities to see his original parents throughout the year, so he needed to spend at least one day fulfilling his duty to accompany them on behalf of the original owner.

Hearing this, Yan Jingchuan stood up and walked to the bedroom door.

He raised his cane to stop Chen Shu. Wait here for me.

Chen Shu had no choice but to wait by the door, watching as Yan Jingchuan gathered all the photo frames in the room into a storage basket in the corner and placed it in the wardrobe.

Done, Yan Jingchuan said.

Chen Shu entered the room.

Yan Jingchuan’s gaze followed him closely. How do you feel?

Chen Shu said, No reaction.

The headache he had experienced after seeing the photos in the morning didn’t return, and there were no other abnormalities.

Yan Jingchuan remained silent.

Chen Shu said, Don’t worry. Even if I do fall unconscious, the duration is shortening. It shouldn’t be a major problem.

Yan Jingchuan asked instead, Can you guarantee that?

Chen Shu looked at him.

Chen Shu, the two dreams you had—your subconscious was trying to keep you from boarding that crashed plane. Yan Jingchuan turned his back to Chen Shu. The reason you woke up so quickly this time is because your conscious mind in the dream fought against your subconscious. But what if next time, or some time after, you lose consciousness and don’t board that plane…

His words broke off abruptly.

Chen Shu said, Don’t make unnecessary assumptions.

You know very well these aren’t just assumptions. Yan Jingchuan’s voice was low. You claim you’re from another parallel world, Chen Shu. That world is pulling you back.

He had experienced something similar to Chen Shu.

Severely injured and slow to heal, his soul had temporarily left his body to recuperate, returning when the time was ripe.

The only difference was that Wangcai at least had traces to follow in this world, while Chen Shu did not.

Yan Jingchuan pressed his thin lips into a tight line.

He didn’t want to discuss this with Chen Shu.

But some things couldn’t be ignored simply by not talking about them.

In his own world, Chen Shu had achieved fame and success, unburdened by debt, with no need to start over, completely free without any contractual obligations. He had no reason to stay here.

Jingchuan—

Yan Jingchuan didn’t turn around. Can you promise me?

No matter how many times you fall unconscious, no matter how strong the subconscious pull in your dreams, you’ll always return, come back to my side.

I promise.

Yan Jingchuan’s hand trembled slightly.

Turn around. Chen Shu stepped forward. Look at me.

Yan Jingchuan turned as instructed.

Chen Shu raised his hand to Yan Jingchuan’s neck, looking into his eyes. I promise you, I will return.

Yan Jingchuan grasped the back of his hand, his breath catching for a moment. Chen Shu…

Trust me. Chen Shu’s smile was faint, the coldness in his eyes long gone, replaced only by gentleness. This is my promise to you. I’ve never broken a promise.

Yan Jingchuan closed his eyes briefly, took half a step closer, and embraced him.

Chen Shu moved his hand to the back of Yan Jingchuan’s neck, tilting his head slightly to look at his hair, speaking softly. Besides, I’m already dead in my world. There’s no subconscious pulling me back. Don’t overthink it.

Yan Jingchuan’s arms tightened slightly around him, but he said nothing more.

Xiao Shu, Jingchuan—

Hua Yun’s voice came from the doorway as she approached. But after calling their names, she saw the scene inside and suddenly lost her ability to speak.

Had she missed something?

Why were these two suddenly embracing?

It wasn’t that she had any issue with two men hugging.

It was just that seeing these two particular men embracing made her vaguely sense something wasn’t quite right.

You two…

Chen Shu had already released his hold. What is it?

Seeing his completely calm expression, Hua Yun temporarily set aside what she’d just witnessed and continued, Oh! The food will be ready soon. Go wash your hands and get ready to eat.

Chen Shu said, Alright.

Hua Yun scratched her apron, filled with confusion as she returned to the kitchen.

Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan went to wash their hands together, and when they reached the table, the food was indeed all served.

After the meal, they watched the Spring Festival Gala with Chen Hexuan and Hua Yun, saw in the New Year, then the four returned to their respective bedrooms in pairs.

Chen Shu hadn’t told the other two about his relationship with Yan Jingchuan—it was Yan Jingchuan’s idea.

Since Chen Hexuan and Hua Yun weren’t Chen Shu’s biological parents, Yan Jingchuan didn’t care much about formalities. They could take it step by step and reveal it later when appropriate.

On New Year’s Day itself, Yan Jingchuan didn’t let Chen Shu see him off, returning alone to the old family residence.

But on the second day of the Lunar New Year, he returned from the old residence.

Chen Shu didn’t plan to stay long either, afraid of leaving traces that would be discovered by the couple.

After speaking with Yan Jingchuan on the phone last night, by ten o’clock this morning, the familiar car was already parked downstairs.

Yan Jingchuan came to pick him up.

Although Chen Hexuan and Hua Yun found it strange, they didn’t ask too many questions. They only insisted on handing over the bundles they had packed the night before as the two were leaving.

Chen Shu tried repeatedly to decline but had no choice but to accept.

The couple then accompanied him all the way to the elevator.

These are all things you used to love eating. It’s not much, but remember to call home when you finish them.

Eat more, don’t just focus on your figure—health is what matters most! Look at you, you’ve gotten so thin!

Chen Shu agreed to everything.

When the elevator doors opened, Hua Yun watched as Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan stepped inside, her eyes reddening: Xiao Shu, make sure to get plenty of rest.

Chen Hexuan was also full of reluctance: While you’re working hard outside, don’t worry about home. Everything is fine here.

Chen Shu turned around, their images imprinted in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, a sharp pain suddenly pierced his mind.

Fortunately, the elevator doors gradually closed, and the two outside didn’t notice his brief abnormality.

Only Yan Jingchuan, who was acutely aware of every subtle change in his expression.

Chen Shu?

Frowning, Chen Shu felt the firm grip on his arm. He barely managed to stay conscious until they reached downstairs. As soon as he got into the car, he could only utter one sentence before losing consciousness.

Believe me.

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