Shi Youxi stared unblinkingly at the gently smiling woman in front of him, when suddenly he felt a tingling sensation and his skin felt hot.

Yes... he wasn't completely destitute.

Shi Youxi buried his head back on the woman's shoulder, his fingers weaving between Mu Yiran's, holding hers tightly, his eyes filled with a stubbornness and determination he himself was unaware of.

His sister wanted him and wouldn't abandon him. Even though his sister was the one flying the kite, he would still tightly wrap the string around her hand.

They were tightly bound together.

...

"So, your sister knows the person who tried to kidnap you?"

Mu Yiran swallowed the bird's nest porridge in her mouth and stopped Shi Youxi from serving the porridge, saying, "That's enough, I can't eat anymore."

She wiped her mouth and said, "Yes, I've seen you a few times when I was very young, so I have a vague impression of you."

Upon hearing this, Shi Youxi silently turned around and went to the refrigerator to take out fruit. A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. The records from his previous investigation of Cheng Ran clearly stated that this was Cheng Ran's first time returning to China.

When my sister says she's seen it, does she mean she's seen it in person?

Could it be that... my sister's true identity is from the capital?

Shi Youxi pondered for a moment, then calmly handed Mu Yiran an apple. "Was it him who attacked you too?"

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't? After all, I was hit from behind, I didn't see my face." Mu Yiran raised her hand and touched the back of her head, and it still hurt when she pressed it hard.

Mu Yiran still found it amazing that she had actually traveled through time. Looking back, the ringtone she had heard repeatedly during this period was actually the ringtone of her phone in 2023.

Why is this happening?

The barrier between the real world and the world she travels to seems to be getting thinner and thinner. If we extrapolate from this, her travels will become easier and more convenient.

"This drug is called 'Drunken Life, Dreamlike Death,' with almost no side effects. One dose can make you sleep for more than 20 hours. It is a banned drug in China, but it is a panacea for those who want to escape reality abroad. Only people with connections and money can buy this drug overseas."

The psychologist was a 35-year-old Chinese-American woman named Rebecca, whom Mo Mumu met while studying in Libya.

She opened a small box containing small yellow capsules.

"Why are there only three?" Mu Yiran reached out to take them, but Rebecca slapped her hand away. "These three are all I can get!"

“Although I don’t know why you suddenly changed your mind, there are only a few reasons why people want to take this kind of drug. The most direct way is to get rid of your psychological problems and face your desires. As your psychologist, I can give you this drug, but it’s not without restrictions. You need to wait 4 hours between each time you wake up. I will test you, and if any adverse reactions occur, you can’t take it anymore.”

Mu Yiran hadn't had high hopes, but when she opened her eyes in the ward, she felt an indescribable sense of relief and elation.

Rebecca had arranged a time for her and would always stay by Mu Yiran's side, so Mu Yiran didn't have to worry about Wen Qingyu sneaking into the Mu family.

If she manages to travel back in time when the alarm rings, it will prove that the method works, but she will also have to find an opportunity to disappear from everyone's sight for four days.

If only Cheng Ran had someone close and trustworthy by her side...

Suddenly, Mu Yiran thought of Li Buhuo.

"What are you thinking about, sister?" The voice was almost close to her ear. Mu Yiran snapped back to reality and found Shi Youxi sitting next to her, her gaze focused.

"No, I'm wondering who could have attacked me?"

Shi Youxi watched her fidget with her hair, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and he said indifferently, "If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it anymore. Let the people of Shimen investigate."

He looked at the bluish-black bruises beneath the hair at the back of her neck, his voice deep and cold: "No matter who it is, no one can hurt my sister and get away unscathed. I will make them pay the price."

Mu Yiran choked on a piece of fruit, finding it inexplicably funny. She used to think such domineering CEO lines were embarrassing when reading novels, but now that the person in question was herself, she actually found it quite touching.

"What are you laughing at?" Shi Youxi looked at her, puzzled. "Do you think I can't do it? I'm 15, not a little kid. I'm very good at fighting."

“Shi Men has no rivals left. Shi Si can’t beat me, and Hua Quan Ge… he’s a little short, but I’ll beat him soon.” Shi Youxi wasn’t satisfied with that. He quickly changed his tone, “I’ll win next time.”

Mu Yiran nodded, suppressing a laugh. It was rare for her to see such a touch of adolescent boyish chuunibyou in Shi Youxi. "Ah, yes, yes, you're already very capable. Xiaoxi can already stand on his own, so of course he can avenge his elders. I'm so proud of him."

elder?

"Hmm, this apple is quite sweet. Did you peel it?" The person beside her didn't answer. Mu Yiran looked over and saw Shi Youxi with a sullen face. She reached out and snapped her fingers.

The next instant, her fingers were grabbed, and Shi Youxi squeezed the soft flesh in his palm, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"uh-huh?"

"Not an elder."

Mu Yiran's eyes widened, not understanding what he meant: "What?"

Shi Youxi looked at her and said, word by word, "My sister is not my elder."

Mu Yiran chuckled and asked, "Then what am I to you?"