Shubai's memory experienced brief periods of blankness and confusion.
His last clear memory was returning to his dormitory alone in the afternoon, trying to take a short nap to calm his somewhat restless mind.
And then... right now.
The sky outside the window was a dusky yellow; it was already evening.
My body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead, and I felt indescribably sore and swollen.
A heavy arm pressed down on his waist, and warm breath sprayed onto the back of his neck.
It is Li Yuheng.
She held him tightly from behind; he was fast asleep.
Shu Bai moved slightly, but her waist and legs were too weak to exert any strength. A certain unspeakable place was clearly present, both swollen and astringent.
He lowered his head.
He was wearing a large black t-shirt, clearly Li Yuheng's, with the collar loose, revealing mottled red marks underneath that stretched out of sight.
Shu Bai's pupils contracted slightly as he abruptly looked at his left wrist.
The monitoring watch was pressed against my skin, and the date displayed on it showed that it was already the evening of the next day.
And that damned pointer, that glaring color, was just a hair's breadth away from the green that represented safety, hovering almost defiantly on the edge of the critical point.
There is absolutely no need to memorize it.
All the evidence is crystal clear.
They did more than just do it.
And it was done...very thoroughly.
“立、予、珩”.
He raised his hand and elbowed the opponent.
"Awooo—!"
Li Yuheng was fast asleep when he was suddenly struck by this heavy blow. He cried out in pain and woke up with a start, instinctively tightening his arms around the person in his arms: "...What happened? An earthquake?!"
"Earthquake?" Shu Bai tried to break free from his embrace. "You'd better explain what's going on."
Li Yuheng was fully awake. He blinked and looked at the few unruly black hairs sticking up on the back of the person in his arms, as well as the neck with suspicious red marks. His memories came flooding back instantly.
Oh, right, deep-level guidance, very thorough, very successful.
Instead of letting go, he took advantage of the situation, burying his face in the hollow of Shu Bai's neck and rubbing against it, muttering, "What's there to explain? It's just what you see. We conducted... um... highly efficient, in-depth, and effective dual mental and physical therapy."
His smugness was practically overflowing.
Shu Bai suddenly sat up and shoved Li Yuheng away.
The force was so great that the unsuspecting Li Yuheng rolled directly to the edge of the bed and almost fell off.
"Li Yuheng!" Shu Bai's voice was hoarse from just waking up, but it couldn't hide the shock, anger, and suspicion in it. "Did you use some tricks on me? I was clearly in my dorm yesterday, so why am I here now? And why did we have a deep talk?"
Li Yuheng was stunned for a moment when he was pushed, but when he heard Shu Bai's question, his heart skipped a beat and he instantly realized that something was wrong.
This reaction... is wrong.
Although yesterday afternoon's "deep-level guidance" was a spur-of-the-moment decision, the process was clear-headed and... at least the latter half was proactive.
While memories may be somewhat blurred due to intense emotional resonance and physical impact, they should never be the completely calculated reaction we are experiencing now.
"0090," Li Yuheng immediately asked in his mind, "What's going on? What's wrong with my wife's memory? Didn't she just recover? Why is she acting up again?"
It sounds like she had a blackout and mistook him for a pervert!
"Your Highness!" 0090's voice carried a hint of panic and guilt. "That...Mr. Shu Bai, he..."
[Mr. Shu Bai is feeling very uncomfortable and has a headache because of the excessive amount of memories he has recovered, which spans multiple small worlds and a long period of time, making the information too complex and chaotic.] 0090's voice trailed off. [So...so he ordered me to temporarily seal away the portion of his recovered memories, only retaining the memories of the current small world...saying he'll retrieve them when the time is right, to give us some peace and quiet...]
Li Yuheng: "..."
He was about to vomit blood!
Is this even possible?!
Memory recovery can be manually paused and even selectively sealed?!
"And..." 0090 added cautiously, "Maybe... probably... perhaps... there's another reason..."
"Speak!" Li Yuheng gritted his teeth.
[It's just that... during the lunch break in the bathroom... didn't Mr. Shu Bai ask about the details of 'who sought out whom' again back then?... You seem to be... trying to dodge the question again, and even trying to distract him in... uh... other ways...]
0090's voice was barely audible. [Mr. Shu Bai didn't say anything at the time, but I detected a hint of 'I knew it' and 'I need to find a way to deal with him' in his emotional fluctuations... and then... that's how it happened...]
Li Yuheng understood instantly.
Good heavens!
He's waiting for him here!
Because he kept avoiding the key issues and tried to get away with kisses and hugs, Shu Bai simply pretended to have "amnesia" and temporarily sealed away the most crucial part of his memory (including the fact that yesterday afternoon was consensual), thus turning the tables on him and forcing him to confess honestly and clearly!
What a brilliant move – a strategic retreat to advance! A victory achieved without bloodshed!
Looking at Shu Bai, who had a "let's see how you make this up" look on her face, Li Yuheng felt a mix of exasperation, amusement, and a tiny bit of guilt.
But who is He Li, the super invincible supreme powerhouse, the male protagonist, Heng?
Even if Mount Tai collapses before you, your expression will not change; even if a deer runs past on your left, your eyes will not blink; even if your wife catches you in the act, you must maintain your composure!
He rubbed his chest where he had been elbowed, grimaced as he sat up, his face instantly switching to an expression of grievance and sincerity:
"Sentinel Shubai, those words really hurt me. How could I possibly use tricks on you? Am I that kind of person?"
Shu Bai looked at him coldly, her eyes clearly conveying: You are.
Li Yuheng: "..."
He decided to change his strategy, combining emotional appeal with factual appeal.
“Yesterday afternoon, you came to find me yourself,” Li Yuheng began, his eyes filled with sincerity.
"You said you feel your mental landscape is a bit unstable, like you're experiencing a heat wave, and you want to try a deeper approach to therapy. We have a legal bond, and as your personal guide, of course I'll do my best to meet your needs, right?"
As he spoke, he carefully observed Shu Bai's expression.
Shu Bai frowned slightly, seemingly trying to recall, but clearly without any results; the doubt in his eyes did not diminish.
Li Yuheng tried to make his tone sound professional and innocent: "Then we... tried deep counseling."
He paused, then continued, “This process requires a very high level of spiritual resonance and… uh, physical contact. It might… consume a lot of energy, so you got tired and fell asleep. I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn’t wake you. I cleaned you up, changed your clothes, and let you rest. How can this be called using underhanded tactics? I call this thoughtful service!”
He described himself as a conscientious, even overly "dedicated," and perfect guide.
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