Chapter 8: Chapter 8

It had been a year in the real world, but the flow of time across worlds was different. Xiang Yi was unfamiliar with the concept of time yet.

But when she saw Shi Sui’s face, Xiang Yi remembered a point in time.

It was her sixteenth birthday banquet, just a glimpse from her wondrous years.

On that day, she had secretly fallen in love with someone. Perhaps ‘secret love’ in one’s younger years was not a vigorous feeling, but looking back from a distant world, there was a touch of spoiled sweetness in her heart.

He was her white moonlight.*

Shi Sui noticed her strange demeanor and raised an eyebrow.

Xiang Yi hurriedly arranged her emotions and generously greeted him. “Hello, I’m Xiang Yi.”

The Xiang family’s politeness and etiquette were carved into their bones, but their personalities were different.

Xiang Feng was always bluffing and was easily on edge, but Xiang Yi was…

Gentle.

This was the involuntary evaluation that came to Shi Sui’s mind.

The woman who had broken into his room that night had been pretentious, fake, and had the disgusting manner of someone trying to get in bed with him.

After fainting, she had become calm and sober.

‘Of course, they were two different beings,’ he thought.

“Hello, I’m Shi Sui.” The man’s voice was languid and low, and he had a tendency to slightly drag out his tones. Inexplicably, his voice was likable and attractive.

Xiang Yi: “About last time… I’m sorry. To be honest, when I regained my past memory, I then lost my memories from last year.”

She had a calm expression and was a genius at shifting blame.

Don’t ask; if you do, the answer will always be amnesia.

Xiang Feng was shocked. “What? Why do you keep gaining and losing your memory? Xiang Yi, does your head not hurt?! No no, I must take you to find Xiang Li for a check up…”

“I’m fine, I’ve already done a physical examination.” Not only did Xiang Yi learn of what happened in the past year, but she had also been on a medicated diet to treat herself. Her body was evidently malnourished. The previous inhabitant probably wanted to pursue a figure by dieting. “Plus, my second brother probably doesn’t want to see me right now.”

Xiang Feng: “…That’s true.”

Xiang Li was a medical doctor. Although he leaned more toward the theoretical side, both his hands were still extremely priceless. He had performed countless precise experiments, but he had hurt the nerves on his right wrist because of Xiang Yi’s stubbornness.

If the medical and scientific field were to discover this, it was possible for tens of thousands of people to write blood oaths for Xiang Yi to commit suicide and repent.

Xiang Yi felt that she might need to consult her second brother for a medicated diet, as well as his medical skills to heal her body. But she was in no rush. In order to restore her relations with her family, she had to do it one by one.

Her youngest uncle was the closest to her, and he had a carefree personality. He was the person she was most sure of convincing, so she came to him first.

She didn’t deliberately explain anything as she kept her head down and quietly packed up the bento box.

Xiang Feng looked at her and flushed red.

The bento box looked as if it had been licked clean—bright and sparkling.

He then feigned a no-nonsense business tone. “Ah, Shi Sui, do you have any thoughts on your work arrangements?”

Shi Sui responded indifferently, “I’m going to take a break and find a place to plant flowers and raise fish.”

Xiang Feng: “Alright, it’s good you are resting. If there are any suitable jobs, I’ll recall them for you. However, you need to find another assistant.

You reek from head to toe of entitled prince issues and habits. You probably wouldn’t even help someone if a bottle fell over. There are only two outcomes from living alone: either you get food poisoned from take-outs, or you starve to death. You should probably find someone who can cook.”

Xiang Yi suddenly lifted her head. “I can do it.”

Shi Sui looked at her with a plastic smile.

If both of them were on a 5G network, then Xiang Feng was on a solid 2G network. He was dazed. “What do you mean, you can do it?”

* Translator’s Note: White Moonlight is a term taken from Eileen Chang’s novel, “Red roses and White Roses”. It is used in this case to refer to a subject who was immensely desirable, yet unattainable.