“Then, can you both please get lost?”
Xiao Yang: “…”
Ruo Ruo: “…”
“Take your time, I won’t be sending you off.” Xiang Yi’s tone remained casual, as if she did not consider this sc.u.mbag and his little edelweiss* to be worthy of her attention.
Xiao Yang’s throat tightened. He didn’t think Xiang Yi would treat him with this kind of attitude.
The girl lowered her eyebrows, her gaze falling on her screen. Despite having a seemingly serious and focused expression, it was hard to tell what she was looking at. Her jawline was delicate, and her hair hung softly around her. It seemed like she had an attitude spawning from the d.e.s.i.r.e to spend her years in quietness, asking nothing from the world.
She was a different person from the girl who had once badgered him with her crying, screaming, and tantrums.
“Good, very good. Xiang Yi, you better not regret this!” He harshly told her off and angrily left with his beloved edelweiss on his arm.
Ah Nan naturally did not harbor any fondness for them and slammed the door shut.
Xiao Yang: …!
‘Xiang Yi is crazy, this sissy boy is also crazy! How dare they treat me this way!’
Ah Nan was overjoyed. “Sweetheart, you told him off so well! Why would you give him so much money though? You worked hard to earn your money…”
He knew the Xiang family was quite well off, but in the last few years Xiang Yi had cut all her connections with her family one by one. At this point, she was basically on her own.
Xiang Yi: “It’s fine to spend money to eliminate disasters.”
Ah Nan was curious. “What have you been looking at for so long…”
“Seeing how people are going to criticize me.”
Ah Nan anxiously stepped over to take her phone. “Sweetheart, didn’t you promise me you wouldn’t read this stuff?! Oh right, you have amnesia… It’s okay, it’s all just nonsense from netizens…” He inadvertently glanced at the screen and took a deep, cold breath, his voice trembling. “Dear, dear, dear, dear… Don’t tell me you entered THAT little idol’s room?!”
Xiang Yi innocently looked at him. “I dunno.”
Amnesia was a good excuse that could be used.
Ah Nan’s voice was hoarse as he shouted, “Shi Yingdi! You entered Shi Yingdi’s room!”
Xiang Yi calmly asked, “Who’s that?”
“Shi Yingdi! Shi Sui!”
In the next few minutes, Ah Nan’s voice was cracking as he tried to explain to Xiang Yi the science behind how badass this Shi Sui was.
He was a top scorer in his city’s college entrance exam and got accepted to the top domestic university, Peking University, but he had dropped out for some reason.
After being tagged as a pitiful young master, he entered the entertainment circle and began his career.
He was the youngest person in history to achieve the Grand Slam titles in the film industry. He could run off to act in any TV series and still become the “TV Emperor” too. He was evidently pursuing the route of a talent-based celebrity, but he had gained countless loyal fans along the way.
To summarize in one sentence: he had good looks, money, and intelligence.
After Ah Nan finished summarizing, he began to circle Xiang Yi, heartbroken. “You you you—do you know how many people’s daydreams you’ve ruined?”
Xiang Yi: “…” She was quite curious to know what had happened in the last year.
However, if a term like “ruined” could be used on her, the person occupying her body must have had a worrisome reputation.
“Sweetie, you’re trending…”
“Your Weibo homepage has been bathed in blood by Shi Yingdi’s fans…”
“The internet variety shows we signed on for are no longer available as well.” Ah Nan began pulling tissues again. “Sweetie, what will you do now? We’re all going to starve! Waaah…”
Xiang Yi was silent for a while, then stiffly patted his shoulder. She wasn’t used to interacting with other human bodies.
“Don’t worry, I own some land, so I can go farm. Besides, I could always go back and inherit my family business…”
Ah Nan cried even harder when he heard this.
Not only had his sweetheart lost her memory, her brain had gone from being dumb to being straight up single celled.
It’s! All! Over!
*Translator’s note: Edelweiss, or ‘small white flower’ being the direct translation, is usually used to ironically describe a female character that uses the qualities of being pure, kind, oblivious and delicate to satisfy their own self interests