The moon is exceptionally round and bright tonight.

A figure nimbly leaped over the courtyard wall and landed silently in the yard. He brushed the dust off his hands and looked up to meet a pair of clear, bright eyes.

"You...you're still awake." Caught red-handed climbing over the wall, even someone as composed as Qi Yanjue stammered a little.

Under the moonlight, Song Yueying stared intently at Qi Yanjue. The expression on his face was clearly displayed before her eyes: first astonishment, then a moment of panic, and finally embarrassment.

He certainly didn't expect that climbing over the wall would lead him to run into her.

She hadn't expected that because it was so hot inside, she woke up from her sleep and couldn't fall back asleep. She went outside to cool off, and that's when she saw him climb over the wall and come in.

Seeing her staring at him silently, Qi Yanjue felt uneasy and anxious.

"Um...I...if I said...that I climbed over the wall was...was..." He tried to find a reasonable explanation for his behavior, but after stammering for a while, he gave up.

He came to climb over the wall late at night; any explanation would just be a cover-up, so he might as well let her do as she pleased. Whether she wanted to scold him or beat him up, he wouldn't complain.

He stood before me with his hands hanging down, looking as if he were at my mercy.

To be honest, Song Yueying hadn't really thought about whether or not to punish him. Just as she was about to speak, the mosquitoes she had chased away with her bamboo fan earlier buzzed back.

It was buzzing in her ear, which was very annoying, so she raised her bamboo fan and patted it.

"Let's talk inside." With that, Song Yueying turned and left. She was already planning to make some extra-strength mosquito repellent for the yard tomorrow.

Qi Yanjue followed behind her.

The two entered the main room one after the other. Song Yueying turned back to him and said, "Close the door properly."

"Okay." Qi Yanjue responded softly, seeing that Song Yueying showed no intention of stopping in the main room. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his lips moved a few times without uttering a word.

He turned around, closed the main room door, and quickly bolted it.

When he entered the room, Song Yueying was already sitting down by the bed, fanning herself with a bamboo fan.

Seeing him come in, Song Yueying said, "I'm afraid of waking my mother if we talk in the main room. This is how it is in my room, so please find a place to sit."

"Okay." Qi Yanjue didn't look for a place to sit, but walked up to her and stood there.

Song Yueying blinked, thinking he wanted to sit on the edge of the bed with her.

"Don't even think about sitting on the edge of the bed." She didn't want him to sit with her anymore, and she said it aloud as well.

"Okay, I won't sit on the edge of the bed." Knowing she was upset, Qi Yanjue naturally went along with her wishes. He didn't want to be too far away from her; this was the best situation.

He was standing, she was sitting.

But he remembered her saying that if he stood while she sat and talked to him, she would have to tilt her head back and hurt her neck. After thinking about it, Qi Yanjue simply sat down cross-legged next to her feet.

Song Yueying was taken aback. "I didn't want you to sit on the edge of the bed, but I didn't want you to sit on the floor either!"

This makes it seem like she's bullying him.

"Yes, I understand what you mean." Qi Yanjue looked up at her and said frankly, "I don't care where I sit, I just want to be closer to you."

Just wanting to be closer to her, Song Yueying lowered her eyes to look into his deep eyes, and saw her own reflection clearly in them.

My heart skipped a beat, then began to pound wildly.

"You... how could you... talk nonsense, spout rubbish." Song Yueying turned her face away, fanning herself vigorously with her bamboo fan, trying to cool down.

Seeing her flustered look, Qi Yanjue knew that he wasn't just doing things on his own.

He smiled slightly and said, "I'm not talking nonsense or spouting nonsense. Whether you believe it or not, I'm just saying what's on my mind right now."

Song Yueying paused for a moment, then slowly turned to look at him, before quickly turning her face away again. She dared not look into his eyes again, afraid that she would lose control and be drawn to him.

He said he wanted to be closer to her; that was what was on his mind right now. There were no fancy words, just a simple, unadorned sentence.

It was precisely this simple, unadorned sentence of his that stirred her heart.

At this moment, Qi Yanjue's gaze towards her was sincere and focused, as if she were the only one in his eyes. In contrast, the gaze Qi Yanyun gave her in the evening, seemingly filled with deep affection, was in reality feigned.

Completely opposite.

Remembering Qi Yanyun's face, which resembled Qi Yanjue's, Song Yueying's wildly beating heart instantly calmed down. She didn't like guessing; she would just ask directly if she had any questions.

She did the same, looking down at Qi Yanjue, "Qi Yanjue, what is your relationship with Qi Yanyun?"

"Yan Yun?" Qi Yanjue was taken aback, but still gave her the answer, "Yan Yun is my third uncle's son, and my cousin."

As expected, Song Yueying had guessed that Qi Yanyun and Song Yanjue were cousins ​​when Song Yueying heard Qi Yanyun introduce himself. Asking Qi Yanjue now was simply to confirm her guess.

Why would she suddenly ask about Yan Yun? Qi Yanjue frowned, a deep unease rising in his heart.

The two had a frank conversation early this morning.

The conclusion was that all her memories of him, her family in Beijing, and even her life at home had been deliberately erased.

She called out his name last night and woke up after being unconscious all night.

I remembered who he was, but that was all I remembered. I still couldn't recall his family in Beijing or the memories of where I had lived.

Yan Yun is his cousin, considered family in Beijing. Why would she ask about him? Could it be that she fainted again and remembered her family in Beijing?

Qi Yanjue suddenly stood up, bent down and picked Song Yueying up from the edge of the bed. After putting her on the ground, he looked her up and down, left and right.

Still not reassured, he grabbed her shoulders and turned her around.

"You've fainted again? When did you faint? How long have you been unconscious? How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?" Qi Yanjue asked with a worried expression.

His series of actions and rapid-fire questions left Song Yueying completely bewildered. She swayed slightly, grabbing Qi Yanjue's clothes before collapsing.

Qi Yanjue pulled her into his arms, "How are you?"

Leaning against his hard chest, Song Yueying closed her eyes and waited for the dizziness to subside before answering his question.

"I'm fine." Reaching out to push Qi Yanjue away, Song Yueying frowned and asked, "Qi Yanjue, what's wrong with you? Just say you're unhappy with me, you don't have to torment me like this."

"I...I didn't hurt you." Qi Yanjue looked closely at her, afraid she would fall. "Can you stand up straight? If you can't, I..."

"I was unsteady on my feet just now, and it was all your fault." Song Yueying interrupted him irritably, glared at him fiercely, and walked back to sit down on the bedside.

"I was sitting perfectly fine, what's the meaning of you suddenly picking me up?"

Qi Yanjue felt truly wronged, realizing he hadn't intended to torment or harm her. "I..."

"What do you mean, 'you'?" Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted again. Song Yueying threatened, "You'd better tell me the truth, or you'd better leave right now."

Leaving was out of the question, so Qi Yanjue chose to tell the truth. After organizing his thoughts, he slowly began, "Yanyun is my third uncle's son."

“He was only a few years old when his third uncle and third aunt died in the line of duty. His grandfather asked him to choose whether to live with our family or with his second uncle’s family, and he chose our family.”

"When you suddenly asked about him, I thought you had remembered something again."

"Because you only remembered me after you had been unconscious all night, and you only remembered me when you woke up in the early hours of this morning."

“I was worried that you might have suffered some injury, so I carried you off the bed to check on you. I really didn’t mean to bother you.”

After hearing Qi Yanjue's explanation, Song Yueying was speechless. She had been inexplicably confused, and it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

"First of all, I don't remember anything, and I wasn't unconscious." With this simple sentence, Song Yueying answered Qi Yanjue's previous questions.

"Secondly, the reason I asked you about your relationship with Qi Yanyun is because he appeared at my door yesterday evening."

“I don’t remember him. I guessed he was probably your brother because he looked a bit like you.”

"He said a bunch of nonsensical and inexplicable things, which I found offensive, so I hit him."

"Later, he introduced himself and said his name was Qi Yanyun, and that he was an educated youth who came to our brigade to work in the countryside. He even said that he came to the countryside to find me, so I hit him again."

“I don’t remember who he is, so I didn’t let him into my house. He’s your cousin, not mine, and I have no obligation to take care of him.”

"If you see him, you'd better remind him not to show up in front of me unless it's necessary. I have a bad temper and sometimes I can be quite unreasonable."

Qi Yanjue felt his heart rise and fall with her words, and finally came to three conclusions.

First, she didn't remember anything, nor was she unconscious; it was his concern that caused his confusion.

Secondly, my cousin came here to work as an educated youth in the countryside.

Thirdly, when her cousin came to Yueying's door, he said some nonsensical and inexplicable things and was beaten by Yueying.

Putting the first question aside for now, Qi Yanjue's biggest concern right now is that his cousin went to the countryside as an educated youth and came to Yueying's door and said some nonsensical and inexplicable things.

Yueying said she had a bad temper, but he felt that she actually had a very good temper. She said she was unreasonable, but in his opinion, she wasn't an unreasonable person.

Such a good-tempered and reasonable girl hit her cousin. It definitely wasn't Yueying's fault; her cousin must have said something that caused her to hit him.

"I knew nothing about Yan Yun going to the countryside as an educated youth." As he spoke, Qi Yanjue sat down at Song Yueying's feet as before. "If you hit him, then hit him."

“You are my wife, and Yanyun’s sister-in-law.”

"Isn't there a saying that an elder sister-in-law is like a mother? You are my wife, Yanyun's sister-in-law, so it's only natural for you to beat him."

Song Yueying stared at Qi Yanjue in astonishment, completely surprised that he would say such a thing.

Regardless of right or wrong, just the fact that she is his wife and Qi Yanyun's elder sister-in-law makes it perfectly justified for her to hit him.

How could you say something like "the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother"? Brother, is it really okay for you to show such blatant favoritism?

As the one being favored, Song Yueying could only say, "That's really nice." But she still asked, "Aren't you afraid of hurting your cousin's young and fragile heart by favoring me like this?"

"You're my wife, so it's only natural for me to side with you," Qi Yanjue said righteously. "He's my brother, so it's only natural for him to get beaten up for offending you."

Song Yueying pouted, thinking to herself, "You treat him like a brother, but he's always thinking about stealing your girlfriend!"

Looking at Qi Yanjue's handsome face and deep eyes, Song Yueying sighed inwardly, "He's really good-looking. He's handsome in every way; he's exactly my type."

The kiss in the hospital room unexpectedly flashed into her mind. Although it wasn't very skillful, the impact it had on her was undeniable.

He completely shattered her already wavering resolve to divorce. To help her cover up the truth, he went so far as to lie, and now he's so clearly siding with her.

It seems like continuing this marriage wouldn't be so bad.

Having made up her mind not to divorce, Song Yueying wouldn't plant any landmines in her marriage. So she briefly recounted what Qi Yanyun had told her.

"Anyway, I have no memory of it at all now. Whether what your cousin said is true or just his imagination, I have no way of verifying." She ended with this sentence.

Qi Yanjue's face grew darker and darker as he listened, until finally his hands, which were hanging by his sides, clenched into fists. Afraid of frightening Song Yueying, he could only suppress the anger that was about to burst forth from his heart.

Qi-Yan-Yun, how dare he?

He felt that Yueying had only given his cousin a beating, which was too lenient. If his cousin were in front of him right now, he would have beaten him so badly that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for ten days or half a month.

Qi Yanyun is asking for trouble for daring to covet his wife.

Countless thoughts of dealing with Qi Yanyun flashed through his mind, but when he heard Song Yueying's last words, Qi Yanjue stopped his thoughts and stared at her intently.

Holding her hand, Qi Yanjue said, "If you want to know if it's true or not, I can have someone in Beijing investigate."

“It’s time to investigate.” Song Yueying nodded without hesitation, then added, “Once we find out, I need to know the results, whatever they may be.”

"Also, remind the person who helped you investigate that the fewer people who know about this, the better. I suspect that there is someone behind Qi Yanyun."

The main reason she told Qi Yanjue about this was that she didn't want to create problems in her marriage. A secondary reason, actually, was to get him to investigate.

The original owner doesn't remember anything, but she trusts the original owner's judgment.

Qi Yanjue saved the original owner of this body, and she fell in love with him at first sight, using a misunderstanding to marry him. At the time, the original owner didn't understand Qi Yanjue's character and could only be attracted to his appearance.

As someone who values ​​looks, having a husband as handsome as Qi Yanjue, she definitely wouldn't be interested in a man like Qi Yanyun who looks like a delicate flower.

Therefore, Song Yueying never believed the nonsense Qi Yanyun was spouting from the very beginning.

How could she have such a... reasonable suspicion? Qi Yanjue stared at her for a few seconds, then softly replied, "Okay."

He could have investigated secretly, but only if he could keep it from Yueying forever. No secret can stay hidden forever, and no secret can remain undiscovered forever.

Once Yueying finds out that he investigated this matter behind her back, she will definitely think that he doesn't trust her.