CH 5

After pointing out two hundred differences, and just when it came to the end, saying I might have misremembered, who is he trying to fool?

Everyone present could tell that Si Di still held a lingering attachment to that deer, but the guide himself was unwilling to reveal his identity. Such matters couldn’t be forced.

Knowing that it was futile to start with a spiritual approach, the young guide persisted and requested Si Di to test their compatibility. This required using special testing papers for bodily fluids, whether it be saliva, sweat, blood, or semen. To be more refined, a little saliva would suffice, while a more passionate approach would involve sweat or blood. As for semen, that was just a trope from third-rate adult novels.

While the two of them conducted the compatibility test with the papers, Guild Chairman Xiao Jingfeng finally caught sight of Xiao Zhenyun at the entrance. One arm resting on the back of the chair, he waved to him, legs crossed, saying, “Zhenyun, you’re here? Come sit over here with your uncle.”

Xiao Zhenyun, with a physical age of thirty but an actual age of twenty, felt a slight pressure from the elder.

“How are you feeling?”

“Not bad.”

As they conversed, a servant arranged new dishes and snacks for Xiao Zhenyun, and brought a blanket to cover his legs due to the low temperature of the room’s air conditioning.

Besides Xiao Jingfeng, the other elderly figures were also accompanied by one or two single guides. Some had ambitious desires written all over their faces, almost sticking their eyeballs to Si Di. The others either stole shy glances at Si Di or pretended to be reserved, with stern expressions while nervously gripping their water cups.

It was evident that the vicinity of the Si Estate was a large matchmaking venue, with small VIP private rooms inside.

“Zhenyun, you should also take care of your eldest nephew’s lifelong event.” Xiao Jingfeng casually joked, and someone immediately followed up, saying, “Oh, no, Vice Chairman, the other guides pale in comparison when compared to you.”

“Of course, he’s the Guild’s number one beauty, do you think we’re joking with you?” Xiao Jingfeng received the hot tea poured by the servant and passed it to Xiao Zhenyun. “Zhenyun, you were present on the day of the surgery. Do you have any ideas about that deer?”

Xiao Zhenyun lowered his gaze and took a sip of tea. The warm steam from the tea slightly dampened his eyelashes, and he sighed with guilt, “At that time, I had a sudden headache and the pain was unbearable. I went downstairs and slept in a hospital room, didn’t see anything… I’m really sorry, Xiao Di.”

Meanwhile, Si Di had just finished the compatibility test—judging from the disappointed expression of the young guide, the results must have been far from ideal. Suddenly, he heard his name, and as he turned his face, he coincidentally met the gaze that Xiao Zhenyun directed towards him.

It was a gaze devoid of malice. Mist-blue pupils, like the endless mountain range merging with the sky at dawn, quietly stared at him.

Si Di was momentarily stunned, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but the next second, he dissipated it with a smile, and respectfully stood up, “How can this be Chairman’s fault? On the contrary, the Chairman is unwell and yet he tirelessly went through late-night hardships for me. It’s my own fault.”

The sentry’s voice was deep and resonant, with a rich magnetic quality. His speech was paced and relaxed, and his attitude was humble and polite.

Xiao Zhenyun was very pleased.

Chairman Xiao Jingfeng promptly spoke up to smooth things over, “We’re all family, no need for such talk.” Si Di’s father also quickly joined in, nodding in agreement. Then he leaned in and whispered to Xiao Zhenyun, “There will be new guides coming in later. I’m busy attending to the outside, so you, as the uncle, sit still and keep an eye on Xiao Di.”

Xiao Zhenyun lifted his head, smiling knowingly, and asked, “With so many guides in the room, is there no one he fancies? What kind of person is he looking for?”

“He’s already in this state, so what else does he want? The most important thing is to stay alive,” said Mr. Si. “Mental power should be at least B+, with a compatibility rating of no less than 75%. If the mental power is high enough, the compatibility rating can be lowered to 70%. As for other aspects like appearance, personality, and family background, let’s leave it up to Si Di’s preference.”

After Mr. Si finished speaking, he left the private room. Not long after, Xiao Jingfeng couldn’t bear the loneliness and took the young guide, who had no hope of finding love, out for a walk. Only Xiao Zhenyun obediently followed his cousin’s arrangement and sat quietly in the corner of the long table, eating snacks and drinking tea, observing the guides who came one after another for a blind date with Si Di.

Beside him stood a diligent secretary, recording the mental power levels and compatibility of every guide who interacted with Si Di.

In the middle, Xiao Zhenyun glanced at the data. The data Mr. Si requested seemed simple, but in reality, only a few guides met the criteria. Many were eliminated based on compatibility, leaving only a few with high mental power levels. Some of them were just going through the motions to save face for the Si family and might not actually be willing to be paired with Si Di, a sentinel who could go crazy at any time.

Throughout, Si Di’s performance was excellent. There was no sign that he was in a period of mental turmoil. He was like a natural-born soldier, with strong self-control and the ability to quickly adjust even when slightly uncomfortable.

With sword-like eyebrows, bright and expressive eyes, long fingers, and wide palms, the tendons on the back of his hand were clearly visible. Both his palms and fingertips had thick calluses. He always maintained an upright posture, but unlike Xiao Nian, he didn’t have a cold expression that emitted a forbidding aura, as if the whole world owed him money. Occasionally, Xiao Zhenyun could hear Si Di telling a few humorous jokes, making the young guides burst into laughter.

Time passed slowly. The door of the private room opened again, but this time, it wasn’t a stranger’s face that appeared. Instead, a pair of grayish-yellow dog ears entered. Si Chu poked his head out and grinned, “Brother! Little Uncle, you’re here too?”

Then Ye Feiran also leaned in, nodding politely, “Good evening, Chairman. Brother Di, take a break for a while. Let me sort out your mental power.”

A Czech wolfdog excitedly jumped out of Si Chu’s spiritual domain, wagging its tail and prancing around Si Di. A brightly colored male peacock strolled slowly in the room, bobbing its head.

Si Di sat in his seat, with Si Chu’s arm around his neck from behind. Helplessly, Si Di reached back and playfully pinched his younger brother’s cheek. It was only at this moment that Xiao Zhenyun truly saw Si Di completely relaxed, with gentle brows and eyes, as if they were playing like a German Shepherd elder brother and a Husky younger brother on the lawn.

Brothers, both human and canine.

Why would Si Di’s mental form be a wolf? Shouldn’t it also be a dog?

Loyal and obedient, upright and kind, a large dog that warmly greets you when you come home and rests its head on your lap.

“Behave, I’m going to sort out Brother Di’s mental power. Don’t bother him,” Ye Feiran said seriously. Si Chu playfully saluted and, while Si Di and Ye Feiran closed their eyes and entered a meditative state, he quietly approached the secretary and asked for the list of guides who visited today.

He carefully read it twice, but there was no change on his face. However, the mood of the Czech wolfdog beside him noticeably plummeted, resting its head on the floor, feeling gloomy. Si Chu sighed, returned the list, and looked up, noticing that Xiao Zhenyun was watching him. He quickly retracted his mental form, feeling awkward and not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

It was still Xiao Zhenyun who took the initiative to wave at him, asking softly, “It’s too stuffy in the room. Can you take me out for a walk? Please?”

Si Chu felt as if he had an excuse and quickly walked over to accompany Xiao Zhenyun, guiding him out of the room. On the way, he bypassed the main hall and went to the rarely visited backyard.

The night sky was adorned with twinkling stars, and Xiao Zhenyun and Si Chu walked silently along the open garden corridor. The wooden floor creaked beneath their feet, emitting a dull sound with each step.

Xiao Zhenyun knew what was troubling Si Chu, but he wasn’t a good person, rather mischievous and fond of teasing this little dog. “Xiao Chu, your brother met so many guides tonight, but it seems none of them are quite suitable. In the end, we might have to rely on Xiao Fei. After all, Xiao Fei is an A-level guide, and the compatibility with Si Di is close to 80%.”

The little dog didn’t respond.

“Moreover, I can see that Xiao Fei has a good impression of Si Di, especially concerned about his spiritual domain issues. As for your brother, his attitude towards Xiao Fei is different from the other guides…” Xiao Zhenyun’s words trailed off as he turned his head, stunned. Under the moonlight, a pair of round and glistening amber dog eyes welled up with tears. Xiao Zhenyun, the wicked uncle, had managed to make the poor boy cry.

Feeling dumbfounded, Xiao Zhenyun quickly found a courtyard to sit down, trying to comfort Si Chu with kind words. “Uncle was just joking, they…”

“Uncle, I know you weren’t joking…” Si Chu’s tears streamed down his face, and his dog ears and tail popped out. “What you said is true, I can see it too…”

While reproaching himself internally, Xiao Zhenyun couldn’t resist rubbing the fluffy ears. But as soon as he touched them, Si Chu burst into loud sobs, like a cannonball diving into Xiao Zhenyun’s embrace, almost causing his fragile uncle’s heart to stop.

“You…”

“Si Chu!”

A stern shout abruptly interrupted Xiao Zhenyun’s voice. He looked up and saw a figure swiftly descending from a nearby rooftop, nearly seven to eight meters high. Then, like a gust of wind, the figure rushed into the garden courtyard, quickly grabbing Si Chu’s shoulder and pulling him into an embrace.

Xiao Zhenyun’s hands remained outstretched, attempting to encircle them, while Si Di, with his breath ragged, protected the person in his arms and took three steps back. He wore a muzzle and a red-glowing collar around his neck, his gaze alert as he locked eyes with Si Chu. “Are you okay?”

Si Chu’s teary eyes were filled with confusion and suddenly realized something, quickly wiping his tears with his sleeve. “I… I’m fine?”

Si Di didn’t look at Xiao Zhenyun, but asked with concern: “Then why are you crying?” 

“I, I…” Si Chu glanced at Xiao Zhenyun guiltily, and quickly thought of an excuse, “I was just saying something when I accidentally bit my tongue and cried out in pain.”

“Really?” Si Di was very suspicious.

“Really, if you don’t believe me, you can ask uncle.”

Si Di didn’t spare a glance at Xiao Zhenyun, but his expression softened. He patted Si Chu’s shoulder and calmly said, “I thought someone had bullied you…”

“Hmph.” Si Chu shrugged it off. “Who could bully me here?”

Xiao Zhenyun: “…”

“Alright, you’re a sentinel, a man. How can you cry so easily? Go back, Mom wants to talk to you.”

“Mom wants to talk to me?” Si Chu subconsciously walked back, but quickly turned around to reach for Xiao Zhenyun. However, Si Di raised his hand to stop him midway. “You go first. I’ll take Chairman Xiao back later.”

Si Chu trusted him without a doubt, waved goodbye, and ran off.

Xiao Zhenyun had planned to find an opportunity to have a private conversation with Si Di, and it seemed like Si Di had the same intention. So he calmly sat in place, waiting for the other to speak.

But what he never expected was that instead of words, the next second brought a pitch-black barrel pointed directly at his forehead.

“Xiao Zhenyun, long time no see. You still act so pretentiously.”

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