"No, it's his own choice, but you're the factor influencing him. By the way, Mom and Dad don't know yet. But if you're willing to be with your older brother, then the problem will be solved."
"What?" Wen Yan suddenly looked at Shen Jingcheng. "This isn't your true thought, is it? I don't believe you've been telling me all this today just to persuade me to accept my brother's feelings?"
"The key is you. Are you willing? Or are you wavering between your eldest brother, second brother, or even fourth brother?"
"Huh? That's not how it's said. How could you—"
"Don't be so quick to dismiss them. They're all excellent, and they're all very good to you. Even if they're just brothers, you can't really choose one you're closest to, can you?"
"...I can't refute it...So what's your suggestion? I don't think today's conversation was something you came up with on a whim, was it?"
Instead of answering, Shen Jingcheng asked, "You are in another world. No, I should say your original world. Do you have any other relatives in your original world?"
“Of course!” Wen Yan blurted out, “I have a mother who loves me, and…”
He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.
Shen Jingcheng did not urge him, but patiently waited for Wen Yan to finish her story.
But Wen Yan was surprised and bewildered to find that she couldn't remember!
Her memories of what happened before she transmigrated into the book were already a blur in her mind.
“I…” Wen Yan looked at Shen Jingcheng in disbelief, “I don’t remember. I used to remember clearly. I remember occasionally relaxing on the third-floor terrace of my house. When I was spacing out, I would think about things from the past. But now I can’t remember anything.”
Shen Jingcheng narrowed his eyes: "You mean, the longer you stay here with us, the more blurred your memories of the other world become, is that right?"
Wen Yan looked blank: "I don't know, I don't remember. I've been very busy lately, and I haven't thought about the past for a long time. I don't even remember if the last time I recalled it was more blurry than the time before that. But this isn't the first time."
Shen Jingcheng asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Wen Yan explained, "At first, I inherited all the memories of the original Wen Yan, but after she completely disappeared, I no longer have her memories. I remember when you first came back, you asked me about some things from my childhood, and I said I didn't remember. I'm not lying to you; I really didn't have the memories you mentioned back then."
“Yes, I remember.” Shen Jingcheng nodded. “Back then, I could hear your inner voice. In your inner voice, you revealed that you were not the original Wen Yan. It was from that moment that I began to suspect you and then connected you with the research on Pit 46. Wen Yan.”
"What?"
"Would you be willing to take me back?"
Wen Yan paused for a moment: "Actually, I had thought about it before, but I had no way to do it. Everything I did afterward was to better survive in this family and in this world. After all these years, I think I've gotten used to it."
Shen Jingcheng nodded: "If there were a chance to send you back now, would you be willing?"
"Are you really that confident? You're not going to give up halfway through the delivery, are you?"
"No, my team has secretly conducted many experiments with a success rate as high as 97%."
"That still leaves a 3% mortality rate."
"To correct you, it's not the mortality rate, but the failure rate."
"What's the difference?"
"The magnetic field of Pit 46 is very special and has its own rules. We have mastered 97% of the transmission rules of Pit 46, and we still can't figure out the remaining 3%. But that doesn't mean death; it may be another unknown spacetime."
"I won't do it even with a 3% chance!" Although she had been confused for a while, Wen Yan was still quite clear-headed. "If I stay, I'll have a 100% chance of living if nothing unexpected happens. If I agree to your request, there's a 3% chance I'll die. I won't do it. Professor Shen, you're not going to force me, are you? Force me to cooperate with your experiment. Even if we don't have a very good relationship, you can't use me as a guinea pig."
"You've misunderstood. I didn't mean to use you as a guinea pig. If you don't agree, I naturally won't force you. Let's go, I'll take you back."
"No need, I can walk by myself."
"Are you worried I'll hurt you?"
"That's right. Judging from what you've told me today, you're just trying to morally blackmail me. You think I'm a femme fatale."
Shen Jingcheng chuckled: "You're quite straightforward. By the way, I hope you can keep this a secret."
"Of course, I'm not stupid." After saying that, Wen Yan disappeared in a flash.
An hour later.
Wen Yan returned to the Shen family villa.
She had barely stepped inside when Shen Jingcheng returned.
Shen Jingcheng even smiled and said to her, "We meet again."
Wen Yan didn't really want to talk to him; she thought his smile was annoying, so she just glared at him.
Just then, Su Yang saw this scene: "What are you two doing? Come in and wash your hands so we can eat."
As soon as Su Yang finished speaking, a cacophony of sounds erupted from the house.
Shen Yuan's, Shen Jingchuan's, Shen Jinghe's, and Shen Jingxiu's.
It had been a long time since we had a reunion, and everyone showed up to greet us.
Wen Yan greeted everyone one by one, including Aunt Zhang.
Finally, her gaze fell on Shen Jingxiu's face.
He seems to have lost some weight.
"It's been a long time." After a brief exchange of glances, Shen Jingxiu took the initiative to speak.
Wen Yan smiled, but then suddenly remembered that Shen Jingcheng had said he often didn't go home to avoid getting married, and for some reason, she suddenly couldn't smile anymore.
However, with so many people in the family, the atmosphere quickly became lively as everyone chatted away.
However, during the meal, Wen Yan couldn't help but glance at Shen Jingxiu across from her a few more times.
At first, she felt that her movements were not obvious, until Shen Jinghe, who was sitting next to her, gently touched her arm.
"What are you looking at? Is there something on your face, brother?"
Fortunately, Shen Jinghe's voice was low, preventing Wen Yan from being caught in public.
However, Wen Yan was still startled by Shen Jinghe's little actions.
"What are you doing? You scared me to death by suddenly making that noise."
"It seems you were too focused."
"Mind your own business. Eat a piece of fish to shut you up."
"I won't eat it, it has thorns."
"Pretentious."
"Me, being dramatic? Okay. Don't rush upstairs after you finish eating, let's talk."
Wen Yan was speechless: "...See you on the rooftop, huh? Even elementary school students these days aren't as childish as you."
"I'm serious, see you on the rooftop."
Wen Yan ignored Shen Jinghe and turned to chat and laugh with Shen Jingchuan beside her.
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The weather forecast predicted rain this morning, but it didn't rain until after dinner, and it was very hot and dry.
Wen Yan collapsed weakly onto the bed, listlessly reviewing her conversation with Shen Jingcheng during the day.
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