Chapter 42 - She Two-Timed Him So He Two-Timed Her
Chapter 42 – She Two-Timed Him So He Two-Timed Her
What's known—
Condition A: The kid knows me.
Condition B: The sister Wanyan the kid speaks of knows me.
Condition C: I don't know either of them.
It could then be understood that this was the work of the 'one who had occupied her body'.
After clearing it up, she said in a good-natured manner, "Sorry, I have amnesia. I've forgotten most of my memories from last year."
There was no way Yan Nai was going to believe her. The boy was trembling with anger. "You… You're lying again! You used to lie all the time, telling us that you got amnesia and tricking sister Wanyan to be good to you…"
He lowered his eyes, looking aggrieved. "You… Why do you have to pretend that you don't know me? You were the one who confessed to me, and you were the one who t-touched my hand…"
Xiang Yi: "…"
A light flickered in her mind as Xiang Yi remembered something.
No wonder Ah Nan and Xiang Feng would always use the term "ruined".
Got it; the dots finally connected.
Could the one who dared to occupy her body be… a Sea King?*
Recalling the sc.u.mbag who had dumped her with his edelweiss in tow, Xiang Yi felt slight pity for him…
He two-timed her, she two-timed him, then she two-timed him, and he two-timed her.
This was a spectacle—like a magic frog eating a magic bugle entering Mickey's magical house. A spectacle!
The young boy's eyes were red, and his eyelashes were stained with water droplets. Furthermore, his bad attitude toward her was not without reason. It was inevitable that Xiang Yi felt more protective—just like a mother bear—toward this cute little brother.
"Yan Nai, look at me. Look into my eyes, okay?" The girl's voice was soft, as if trying to coax a child.
Xiang Yi patiently explained. "Have you ever heard of bipolar disorder or something like that? You may not believe this, but in the past year, the Xiang Yi you knew and the Xiang Yi now… Do you really think we are the same person?"
Yan Nai was stunned.
Indeed… They weren't.
The other Xiang Yi's eyes were frivolous, vain, and flamboyant… when she had t-touched his hand, it made him feel disgusted.
But the girl in front of him now was gentle, her eyes clear; and, like a star in the sky, her whole person seemed to be bright and yet soft.
It really was like two different people.
"You know the answer deep down, right?" Xiang Yi gently said. "I apologize for what happened before, but I really do not remember. If you want to take out those negative emotions on me, that's fine with me. But I hope you understand I'm not lying to you, and there's no need for me to lie to you as well."
There was a catch in Yan Nai's voice, making him sound nasal. "…You're lying."
"I'm not."
"You're lying."
'Alright, it seems polite talk won't cut it.'
XIang Yi looked around and picked up a sickle with a blank expression on her face. Casually, she asked: "Do you believe me now?"
Yan Nai: …!!
Two minutes later.
The youth promptly accepted the reality of Xiang Yi's amnesia, obediently holding the tTupperware as he followed after her with his tail tucked between his legs.
…If one would ignore the sickle in Xiang Yi's hands, the scene was quite harmonious.
There was a ladder next to the fruit tree, and Xiang Yi swiftly climbed the kumquat tree with ease. The fruit was not easy to pick, but she was able to reach it without trouble using the sickle.
Yan Nai meekly picked up the fruits that had fallen on the ground.
He filled up the container with kumquats, but because Yan Nai had been too nervous, he accidentally dropped the box, shattering it.
All of a sudden, a single word reverberated in Yan Nai's mind:
Danger!!!
The next second, he felt the girl lightly tapping his cheeks. Her voice was gentle, but it carried a hint of threat. The wind blew the scattered strands of her hair onto his brows as she inched deathly close to him.
"I only like well-behaved kids."
"If you try to cause trouble, you will be punished."
Whoosh—
The tip of Yan Nai's ears immediately flushed red.
Translator's note:
*'Sea King' usually refers to a sc.u.mbag who has many ambiguous relationsh.i.p.s with several people, often at once; kind of like a fisherman who catches many fish in the sea. The term "Central AC unit" is also used to describe this.