As Wu Shen carried me back to my room, he walked slowly, each step steady, as if to ensure I wouldn't bump into anything or feel uncomfortable. My heart pounded, each beat so intense I had to take deep breaths to stay calm. His eyes occasionally glanced down at me, scanning the smallest details of my body as if checking to see if I was truly alright.
"Ah Xiang… how are you feeling?" he asked, his voice low and thoughtful, a stark contrast to his earlier playful tone.
I glanced up at him briefly, then quickly averted my gaze, trying to avoid Wu Shen's eyes, my voice trembling slightly with tension:
"Ah… I… I'm fine."
Wu Shen frowned slightly, muttering to himself, 'She's lying…' but his face remained calm. He didn't rush to say anything more, continuing to slowly lead me to my room. The silence between us was so profound I could hear my own breathing, even the sound of his footsteps on the floor. I just wished we could get to the room quickly, so he could leave as soon as possible.
When we arrived, he gently laid me down on the bed. His movements were so careful that I could almost see the subtle anxiety in his fingers, as if he was afraid of hurting me further. I was about to breathe a sigh of relief... thinking Wu Shen would leave, but... he didn't. Instead, he pulled a chair from the corner of the room closer to the bed, sat down, crossed his legs, his eyes still fixed on me, observing my slightest reaction.
He raised an eyebrow, his voice teasing:
"Ah Xiang... does this mean you don't want me sitting here?"
I was startled, turned my face away, and tried to speak calmly:
"No... no... you... you're overthinking it."
Another silence fell. I turned away, avoiding his gaze, but I could still feel him watching me every second. He let out a sigh, his eyes thoughtful, as if considering something very serious, then spoke indifferently, his gaze cold and sharp, devoid of any hint of a smile:
"You… aren't… her, are you?"
I was startled, stammering:
"You… what are you saying… I… don't understand…"
A thousand confused thoughts raced through my mind, leaving me speechless: 'How does he know… has he discovered something already…?'
Wu Shen frowned, his voice deep, both powerful and calm:
"No matter how you pretend, you don't resemble Yun Xiang at all…"
A chill ran down my spine, my heart pounding, but I still tried to argue, hiding my anxiety:
"But… but… I…"
Before I could finish, he interrupted me, a deep smile on his face, his eyes unreadable:
"Don't make excuses… Because before you appeared, Yun Xiang… she…" "He's... dead."
That statement struck me like a bolt of lightning. I froze, my eyes wide with disbelief.
Wu Shen smiled faintly, his voice low but gentle:
"It seems I guessed correctly…"
I cautiously looked at him, thinking to myself, 'How did he know… and is what he said true?'
He shrugged, leaning back, his smile subtle but unsettling:
"Your personality is completely different from the old Yun Xiang. Even with amnesia, you can't be exactly the same… understand?"
Hearing this, I pursed my lips, lowered my head, and a feeling of selfishness, guilt, and regret welled up inside me: 'Is it good that I keep denying it? Am I being selfish or right?'
Wu Shen stared at me, his voice low:
"But don't be too stressed. The old Yun Xiang is gone. You can live well in this identity… it's not so bad."
Hearing that, I was stunned, my eyes wide with surprise as I looked at him. After a moment of silence, I dared to look him straight in the eye, hesitantly, with a hint of apprehension:
"So… you… you don't hate or resent me for… taking over this body?"
He looked at me, his gaze lowered, his voice deep:
"Why should I hate or resent you? If it's fate, hatred or resentment won't change anything."
I was slightly taken aback, my heart heavy, thinking: 'I should be happy to hear him say that, but why…'
He looked at me like that again, his voice calm but powerful:
"Don't put pressure on yourself. Live as before, do what you like. After all, this body is yours now…"
While I was still reeling, he added:
"To be honest… I'm not from this world either…"
That statement struck me like a bolt of lightning. I looked up, my eyes wide and my mouth agape, staring at him in utter disbelief…