Feng Guang felt inexplicably exhausted. She asked the system, “Is this man Wen Qiong?”
The system replied, “Maybe yes, maybe no.”
“…What kind of answer is that?”
“Everything awaits the host’s discovery,” the system coldly said before falling silent.
Feng Guang had long since gotten used to the system’s lofty attitude toward her. But now, she was looking at the man in front of her, caught in a dilemma. He could be Wen Qiong, or he might not be. Should she flirt with him?
She struggled with the decision and fell silent.
He misunderstood her silence, thinking she was angry. He lowered his brow slightly, hesitating, “If… if you don’t want to be my relative, that’s fine. Just pretend I didn’t say anything. Please don’t hate me.”
Feng Guang wiped the nonexistent saliva from the corner of her mouth. How could this man be so soft and adorable? She almost wanted to push him down!
Better to wrong a thousand than let one slip through. She had decided: that she had to keep this man around for long-term observation. What if he was the mission target, and she let him go? That would be a huge loss!
She patted his shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’ll help you remember who you are.”
He smiled, “Feng Guang, you’re such a good person.”
Her first “good person card” came so easily, and Feng Guang’s mood was a little complicated.
She asked, “Since you’ve lost your memory, it’s not good for me to keep calling you ‘hey, hey, hey’. How about you pick a name for now?”
“You can name me. I’ll listen to you.”
His expression, like that of a loving wife, truly warmed her heart. Even though she was bad at naming things, she couldn’t pick something too random. Feng Guang walked around, rubbing her head as she thought hard. After a long pause, she looked up. “You’ve lost your memory and can’t remember many things, but life is all about going with the flow. Since you’ve forgotten so much, how about the name ‘An Yi’?”
“Good.” He responded without hesitation as if he would happily accept any name she gave him. A glimmer of light flashed in his dark eyes. “I like the name An Yi.”
Feng Guang felt a little embarrassed and scratched her head. “I’m glad you like it. I’ve always been criticized for being bad at naming things.”
She’d had pets before, but when it came time to name them, she always lacked confidence. After being criticized so many times, she had come to accept the fact that she was bad at it.
After Hao Ran, she asked, “When you woke up, did you have any identifiable items, like documents or membership cards? If you had those, it’d be easier to find out who you are.”
“Sorry…” His expression fell. “I don’t have any of those things.”
Feng Guang hated seeing beautiful people look so down. She quickly waved her hand. “Don’t be sad, I’m not blaming you! It’s fine if you don’t have those things. We’ll find other ways to figure out your identity.”
“Identity isn’t that important to me.” He, now maybe An Yi, curved his thin lips into a beautiful smile. “Because I lost my memory, I was able to meet Feng Guang. That’s a good thing.”
Feng Guang covered her chest with a dazed face. Her heart was beating rapidly, and she thought to herself, “System, am I the one pursuing someone, not the other way around?”
She had been wondering about this for a long time. In her past lives, she had begun to feel like, perhaps, she was the one being pursued all along.