I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 380 - 299: The Jian Family’s Courtyard (Please Subscribe, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_3

Chapter 380 -299: The Jian Family’s Courtyard (Please Subscribe, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_3

If Yan Junze couldn’t come back after this Great Rewind, Xiang Er would still tell Zhang Xiaomo afterward, although the specifics were unclear, at least there was someone to pass the message.

To be honest, Yan Junze was also guessing whether his actions this time were reasonable, because in theory, on this timeline, he had already successfully launched the Great Rewind. He had rescued his past self from the Underground Space of Mountain Park and had survived safely up to the present.

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If he could go back to attempt a rescue this time, but wasn’t successful, wouldn’t it be contradictory to the current sequence of events?

Of course, regarding the “Spacetime Fixed Point Insertion” feature in the Spacetime Atlas, Yan Junze only knew how to use it and had no understanding of the principles behind it.

But since he had used the Great Rewind once before, killing Cheng Jingting and changing the present, and was also able to use “Butterfly Effect Stabilization” to make everything seem reasonable, this timeline under the effect of the Great Rewind could definitely develop in a different direction.

This was equivalent to using the Great Rewind to make the events on the timeline bend and then smoothing over the resulting Butterfly Effect.

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That meant, if this time Yan Junze’s rescue of himself didn’t succeed, the current timeline would still bend, erasing everything that belonged to him and smoothing over any ripples related to him.

Inclusive but not limited to having other people or events replace any actions he had performed, to rationalize them, even making them impeccable.

That afternoon, Yan Junze didn’t attend class and, after asking for leave, left the campus.

Anyway, his taking leave had become normal, and for this reason, the school had provided him with a fast track. Sometimes he didn’t even need to mention it beforehand and could leave directly. The leave note could be submitted afterward.

Yan Junze chose to leave early because he couldn’t wait. After all, Jian Yifan’s daughter would be home after 5 p.m., and he just needed to be there on time.

He checked the address that Di Zhiwen had sent him; it was a location near the center of the urban area.

Yan Junze arrived at the place, got out of the car, took out his phone to check the map, and then walked to an old house with a front yard, murmuring to himself as he observed closely.

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“For a small official to live in a single-family house with a yard in the center of the city?”

The house, although aged, was quite elegant and exquisite. The green brick and tile roof, despite its weathered spots, still struck every bit of the eye, conveying a sense of simplicity and dignity.

After observing for a moment, Yan Junze took a deep breath and checked the time; it was just 5 o’clock.

He walked to the door of the courtyard, raised his hand, and pressed the doorbell. Then he looked up and saw a camera above the door blinking a red light.

Footsteps sounded shortly after, someone approached, and the courtyard door opened. A young woman with common features but an elegant demeanor stood at the door, sizing him up: “May I ask who you are…?”

“Yan Junze,” he answered with a smile.

“Oh, you’re here,” the woman glanced at her watch, “right on time. Come in, I just got home.”

Yan Junze followed her inside, apologizing, “Sorry for troubling you. May I know how to address you?”

“Jian Tong,” the woman answered without turning.

Yan Junze was startled, “Jian Tong?”

His mind immediately flashed to the long-gone scene of the cross-dressing man in the public restroom.

Undoubtedly, the hug with Jian Tong, especially the commitment at that time, the disregard of everything, followed by the depression, the stomach churning, had become the most severe shadow of his life up to this point.

“May I ask, which ‘Tong’ is it?” Yan Junze asked.

“The ‘Tong’ with three drops of water and a child,” the woman replied, turning her head with a look of surprise.

Yan Junze pretended to nod nonchalantly and followed Jian Tong into the yard.

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