Chapter 2002: What a Good Show

Wen Shan, who was ready to hit the sack, got up from bed.

Nalan Chunbo hurriedly turned on the lights. “What’s wrong?”

Wen Shan ignored Nalan Chunbo and continued typing.

Shanzi: [What do you mean?]

Born Optimist: [When Mu Qi came looking for me today, an image flashed across my eyes. You and me. We got hit by a car. Ding Junqi was the one behind the wheel.]

Shanzi: [Car accident?]

Shanzi: [Then, how should we explain why I have memories of sending you to the hospital? Ding Junqi was the one who brought us there too.]

Shanzi: [Moreover, that’s after your suicide attempt.]

“Scattered memories,” Nalan Chunbo interrupted in a low voice. “Everything that you remembered actually happened, but the parallel s.p.a.ce might have messed up those memories.”

Wen Shan looked at Nalan Chunbo who was sitting beside her. “So, Le Tian is actually…”

“Regaining her memory,” Nalan Chunbo finished her sentence as he lifted the blanket and got off the bed. Then, he walked to the desk and turned on the computer.

Wen Shan hurriedly followed as she continued typing.

Shanzi: [Papa Nalan said that you might be regaining your memories.]

Born Optimist: [Well, isn’t this exciting.]

Wen Shan hastily followed after Nalan Chunbo and watched as he started a software that she did not quite understand. Then, with his other hand, he called Gu Juexi’s number.

Born Optimist: [My memory was fragmented again today. I won’t die, right? I won’t be swallowed by that terrifying parallel s.p.a.ce, right?]

Shanzi: […]

Shanzi: [You wish. Go to heaven, won’t you?]

Gu Juexi’s displeased voice traversed from the other end of the line. Wen Shan instinctively retreated in fear.

“Le Tian is recovering her memory,” Nalan Chunbo said, still looking at the lines that were incomprehensible in Wen Shan’s eyes.

The person on the other end paused for a moment, then said in a rather dismissive tone, “Is this the effect of the parallel s.p.a.ce on time? This is interesting.”

“If parallel s.p.a.ce is time-sensitive, can we a.s.sume that the sudden appearance of that parallel s.p.a.ce is the result of someone tampering with the magnetic field intentionally?” Nalan Chunbo raised a reasonable suspicion.

“Wait.” Wen Shan reached out to grab Nalan Chunbo’s wrist. “Tampering with the magnetic field intentionally? Do you think someone is targeting Cousin Junqi?”

“If someone really tampered with the magnetic field, then someone might have caused the accident where Ding Junqi hit you and Le Tian,” Nalan Chunbo added in a wary voice. When he thought about the Ding family’s current situation, Nalan Chunbo made a decision. He said, “Don’t leave my sight in the future. It’s best if you don’t come into contact with anyone in the Ding family.”

Wen Shan, “…”

Gu Juexi let out a derisive laugh. “What a good show. It seems like Mo Fei has a tough opponent this time.”

“Big Brother Gu, you sound gleeful,” Wen Shan pinpointed directly.

“Wow, you can tell?” Gu Juexi’s sarcasm sent Wen Shan into silence.

Nalan Chunbo frowned and looked at Wen Shan. He reached out and touched her forehead. “Are you feeling unwell recently?”

Once those broken memories were pieced together, he was afraid that things would not be as simple as that.

Wen Shan shook her head. She did not recall feeling uncomfortable recently, and she had not recalled anything that she could not before.

“Why is regaining your memories selective? Is this discrimination?” Wen Shan said unhappily.

Nalan Chunbo reached out and pulled Wen Shan into his embrace, his eyes filled with unease.