Chapter 24 part 3

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In the early morning, Xia Shutong awoke from her slumber in a daze. Before she could even open her eyes, she sensed that something was amiss.

An itching sensation on her scalp greeted her as if something was softly brushing against her head. The very air, she breathed seemed sweeter and gentler than usual, carrying a warmth akin to being wrapped in a strawberry-scented, soft duvet.

As her forehead made contact with a surface that was unusually soft and warm, it became evident that this wasn’t like any normal pillow.

With her eyes closed, Xia Shutong instinctively reached out and pinched.

So soft…

But in the next instant, she abruptly opened her eyes, a look of sheer terror in them.

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Ebyv, obyv, obyv oyp pbl rkdnbkdt?!?!

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Ebyv sd lyavb oyp byrrldkdt? Ebu oyp Zwd Wlkow pzllrkdt clpkel bla? Fbl ekpvkdnvzu alxlxclale zsnjkdt vbl cyznsdu clqsal pbl zlqv zypv dktbv!

Eykv, obyv byrrldle zypv dktbv…

Rv pweeldzu eyodle sd Dky Fbwvsdt. Gqvla zlyhkdt bsxl zypv dktbv, pbl bye prldv psxl vkxl sd plv clqsal fskdkdt Ckyd Nkdtzkdt qsa y ekddla lhldv. Fbl nswze pvkzz alnyzz vbl lhldvp yv vbl ekddla, cwv yqvla vbyv, bla xlxsaklp clnyxl ldvkalzu qaytxldvle.

Fs obyv byrrldle yqvla vbyv?

Dky Fbwvsdt zsolale bla blye yde tzydnle yv vbl nzsvblp pbl oyp olyakdt — pzllrolya. Fbl vbld nypv ydsvbla zssj yv vbl pswdezu pzllrkdt Zwd Wlkow, obs oyp yzps kd pzllrolya, vbl pyxl plv vbyv Dky Fbwvsdt bye caswtbv.

Gde yaswde vblx, vblka nzsvblp olal dlyvzu qszele vs vbl pkel, vbl cle pbllvp olal kxrlnnyczu yaaydtle, okvbswv y vaynl sq ekpsaela.

In other words… they probably didn’t do anything last night, Xia Shutong thought, letting out a sigh of relief.

Carefully, Xia Shutong approached Yun Feiwu and lightly sniffed.

The scents on both of them were identical, the fragrance of the shower gel from her bathroom.

Xia Shutong pieced together fragmented memories. Last night, in the bathroom, she had gotten drunk, and Yun Feiwu had helped her bathe and change clothes.

Even if it was just that, it was enough to make Xia Shutong blush.

Xia Shutong glanced at the slumbering Yun Feiwu again, hastily gathered her clothes, and stealthily made her way to the bathroom.

She changed her clothes quietly, completed her morning routine, and stepped out of the bathroom. As she was about to open the door and leave, she suddenly halted.

She couldn’t quite explain why… she wanted to take another look at Yun Feiwu.

Before Xia Shutong knew it, she was squatting by the edge of the bed, her hand involuntarily reaching out to gently stroke Yun Feiwu’s head.

“Mmm…” Yun Feiwu, still in a dream, instinctively nuzzled, emitting a faint murmur from her throat.

It was only then that Xia Shutong realized what she had just done. She immediately withdrew her hand and tiptoed out of the room.

…

Almost at the very moment, she heard the door close, Yun Feiwu opened her eyes.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her gaze a bit dazed yet carrying a hint of a smile. After sitting on the bed in a daze for a while, Yun Feiwu slowly reached up and rubbed her head, right where Xia Shutong had touched.

It used to be like this every time – after a night of intimacy, Xia Shutong would rush off to work, and before leaving, she would crouch by the bedside and rub her head.

And now, even though Xia Shutong had lost her memory, her body still remembered everything vividly.

…

“Xiao Qian, did anything happen during the banquet last night?” Xia Shutong massaged her temples at the dining table, “My head is aching a bit, and I can’t quite remember.”

“President Xia, I’ve prepared some medication. You can rest on the plane later,” Xiao Qian replied, taking out a notepad and reading from it.

“You met the Chairman of Zhang Corporation, Zhang Sheng, and agreed to attend the charity banquet two months from now, and then…”

Xia Shutong patiently listened to the events of the banquet, pretending nonchalance. “And after that?”

“After returning to the hotel, there wasn’t much else,” Xiao Qian pondered for a moment, “Oh yes, we encountered Miss Yun downstairs at the hotel. She helped you upstairs and stayed in your room to take care of you. Is something the matter?”

“No.” Xia Shutong shook her head.

She couldn’t possibly tell Qian Lingling about what happened when she woke up early and was embraced by Yun Feiwu.

In theory, under normal circumstances, Qian Lingling wouldn’t let a stranger take care of Xia Shutong alone unless instructed by Xia Shutong herself.

So, Xia Shutong couldn’t help but speculate, why did she let Yun Feiwu take care of her last night?

Could it be that her drunken self briefly regained memories, only to start using Yun Feiwu’s feelings again?

Recalling the image of Yun Feiwu obediently lying in her bed asleep, Xia Shutong felt a pang of bitterness. If Qian Lingling wasn’t right there, she really wanted to slap herself.

The person she was before her amnesia, was she really that morally deficient?

Therefore, after returning from Hai Cheng this time, she decided to keep her distance from Yun Feiwu as much as possible, so as not to affect her filming state. After the shooting of “Chasing the Light” concludes, she planned to sincerely apologize to the young girl and try to help her let go sooner.

“Xiao Qian, I remember that apartment in the city isn’t too far from the set, right?” Xia Shutong pondered.

“Yes, it’s only a half-hour drive. Are you planning to move and live there?” Qian Lingling asked.

“Yes…” Xia Shutong averted her gaze and lowered her eyes, “I don’t sleep well in hotels. After this trip back from Hai Cheng, I’ll move there for a while.”

But after saying it, Xia Shutong felt a bit of regret.

Did her past self, really have no feelings for Yun Feiwu at all? Then why was she still yearning for the warm embrace she woke up to in the morning?

It was like an instinct.

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