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Chapter 452: I Come From Thirty Years To The Future

Mu Jingzhe smiled and frowned. “But here it is not safe. I don't want them to come. Buwang, your voice doesn't sound right. What's wrong?"

"There's nothing. I just touched some more bricks.”

Ji Buwang felt something, but it was a bit far away. If he wanted to dig it slowly, he had to get close, but his legs were pressed and he could not move.

However, sensing that Jingzhe could not hold on any longer, he did not care. Ji Buwang gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand with all his might, ignoring the pain coming from his leg.

Already many times Ji Buwang wanted Mu Jingzhe to stop holding on, but in the end, he did not say anything because Jingzhe wanted him to live. Besides, he had to survive to survive.

He could not watch her die.

As he searched around her again and again, Ji Buwang's hand was already filled with wounds. He also ignored his leg injuries. Mu Jingzhe quickly sensed that something was wrong.

“Ji Buwang, are you okay? Why do I smell blood?”

"It's okay. I accidentally scratched my hand. It's not a big deal. Jingzhe, wait a minute. I'll be done soon.”

"okay." Mu Jingzhe agreed and continued to endure rigidly.

No more pain in his hands, just numbness. Sometimes, Mu Jingzhe was in a lot of pain, but sometimes, his entire body was numb. He felt that his hands and his propping up back were no longer his.

After an unknown period of time, Mu Jingzhe felt that he could not stand it anymore. He was very thirsty, but his body was still sweating. Sweat entered his eyes, making him sore and causing painful sensations.

Mu Jingzhe felt a little helpless. How good would it be if this sweat could enter his mouth and quench his thirst? Unfortunately, it insisted on entering his eyes.

Just as Mu Jingzhe felt that he could not stand it anymore and he felt a little dazed, he suddenly heard Ji Buwang's voice. “Jingzhe, I found it. I dig the bricks. All right, it's almost done.”

Ji Buwang's voice made Mu Jingzhe's body tremble, and he braced himself again.

Ji Buwang propped up the bricks with great difficulty. “Alright, Jingzhe, release quickly. Let's try it. They should be able to support the closet.”

Mu Jingzhe slowly stopped using his strength. When he saw that the brick could actually support him, he relaxed and lowered his hand weakly.

'I got through it. I actually made it through. I can finally relax.'

Mu Jingzhe almost fainted when Ji Buwang suddenly woke him up. “Jingzhe, you can't sleep. Jingzhe, wake up."

Ji Buwang touched Mu Jingzhe's limp hand, but he didn't dare to touch her too strongly as Mu Jingzhe's hand trembled. Moreover, after his hands went limp, they did not move anymore.

Ji Buwang was sure something was wrong with Mu Jingzhe's hand, as he kept saying that he would check his leg when his hand was released. Now, he didn't even say a word.

He must not have forgotten. He just couldn't move and didn't have the energy to lift it.

He could imagine how much pain Mu Jingzhe was currently in. He swallowed the lump in his throat and called out Mu Jingzhe's name over and over again to stop him from falling asleep.

“Jingzhe, wait a minute. Stay there a little longer. You have overcome all these difficulties. Don't fall asleep.”

Frightened in Ji Buwang's voice, Mu Jingzhe bit his tongue slightly to wake himself up in pain.

“Alright, I won't sleep. Buwang, don't talk anymore.” Talking too much will affect her stamina and make her thirstier.

“Alright, I'll stop talking. Don't fall asleep.”

After an unknown period of time, they faintly heard a voice outside. However, when they listened carefully, they could not hear anything. They also did not hear anything that was dug up. It didn't sound like someone was trying to save them.

Ji Buwang tapped on the kettle, but there was no answer.

Mu Jingzhe could not help feeling dazed for a moment before his thoughts returned to the modern era. He felt sad at work, but his hands hurt so much that he could not lift them. At that moment, Ji Buwang's voice hit the kettle waking him up.

Mu Jingzhe woke up, but his body felt extremely unwell. He no longer sweated, and his body gradually grew cold.

Mu Jingzhe could not put his finger on it, but he had a vague feeling that he might not succeed.

“Ji Buwang, do you know where I come from?” Mu Jingzhe suddenly spoke, surprising Ji Buwang.

"Where?"

“If I don't tell you, you won't think about it. According to our timeline, I should have come from the next thirty years. ”

"Thirty years ahead?" When Ji Buwang heard this, he had a bad premonition. “Jingzhe, are you dizzy from fatigue? Why are you suddenly saying all this? Let's talk after we get out. ”

He did not want to hear such things, as they sounded suspicious like the last words at the moment. “Let's talk when we get out. Don't talk so you don't feel worse.”

"But I want to talk to you now." If he did not tell her now, she might not have the chance to do so in the future.

Mu Jingzhe wanted to tell him before he died. He did not want to die without leaving behind the last words. “You should listen to me. Otherwise, I'll be mad.”

Then, ignoring Ji Buwang's words, he added, “I just told you this. You should keep this to yourself in the future.

“I wasn't Mu Jingzhe in the past. This body is not mine. I came to this world six — no, seven — years ago and became Mu Jingzhe. I should be considered a time traveler and I came here as a guest by accident. ”

Mu Jingzhe's tone was filled with emotion. “Now I think about it, I've been here for years. It's a rare experience. When the right time arrives, I may have to go.”

Ji Buwang did not expect Mu Jingzhe to say such a thing. How could he not understand what he meant?

“Stop lying to me. I don't trust you.”

“Do not worry. Just keep listening to me. You will understand what I mean after hearing more.

“There is a transmigration term that applies to people like me. What is transmigration? It means moving through time and space. There are two ways to transmigrate— physically and consciously. For example, when I transmigrated here from 30 years into the future, my consciousness transmigrated, but my body stayed where it was.”

Mu Jingzhe explained to Ji Buwang the meaning of transmigration. He hesitated for a moment but ended up saying nothing about moving into the novel.

“Transmigration is not limited to returning to the past. One can also transmigrate into the future. It's very popular 30 years from now. Everyone knows about transmigration. There are also many books and television dramas surrounding this theme. I didn't expect to move here. At first I was shocked and a little bit unfamiliar.

“After coming here, I actually really missed the modern era. Don't underestimate this 30-year difference.30 years later, our country is prosperous and our people are rich, so everything is much different from now.

“Food, clothing, and everything else is easier to come by than it is now, and there are items like cell phones, the Internet, and food delivery. I always wanted to come back. This time, my wish may finally come true.”

Mu Jingzhe's tone was serious, and he sounded quite convincing. Ji Buwang did not know whether Mu Jingzhe was telling the truth or not. She continued to feel that she was lying to him, but when she thought about it, Mu Jingzhe did indeed seem very different.

“I don't care if you're telling the truth or not. I'm asking you, what will I do if you come back? Listen to me, I don't care where you come from or if you miss the modern era. Since you've agreed to marry me, you must take responsibility.. You can't leave me.”