Chapter 74 What does "swearing" mean? 3/14.23.4...
Kwon Ji-yong's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he impatiently ran his hand through his hair.
He planned to take the stairs downstairs while she went up to the 20th floor, hoping to shake her off.
An Rufeng was naturally unaware that the other person in the elevator was plotting how to 'get rid of' her.
She wasn't paying attention to anyone else at that moment; her heart was suddenly racing.
An Rufeng couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her chest, her brows furrowed.
The day I returned to China from Paris, my heart was pounding. I had originally planned to change time and space the next day, but I postponed it because I wasn't feeling well.
At the time, she thought it was just because she was too tired from flying and that she would feel better after resting. Now that her heart is suddenly uncomfortable again, An Rufeng suspects that there is a problem with her heart.
She should go to the hospital to find out what's wrong.
As the elevator ascended floor by floor, Anru Feng felt her heart beating faster and faster.
As time went on, Anru Feng felt her heart racing faster and faster, as if it were about to explode.
An Rufeng sensed something was wrong and knew she had to go to the hospital immediately.
Before she could make a move, a slight vibration came from beneath her feet, and the sound of the elevator running became unusually jarring.
Before An Rufeng could react, the entire elevator car was suddenly grabbed by an invisible giant hand, lurched, and began to plummet rapidly.
The elevator walls shook violently, and the grating sound of metal scraping against metal echoed shrilly in Anru Feng's ears. A feeling of weightlessness washed over her.
She didn't know how much time had passed—it could have been a long time or just a moment—when she opened her eyes again, An Rufeng saw herself sitting on the ground against the wall with her eyes closed, from an observer's perspective!
An Rufeng was shocked. She was dead? And now she was a spirit?
An Rufeng hurriedly looked down at herself, and at the same time touched herself, feeling the solidity of the clothes and seeing the unfamiliar garments.
The moment she looked up, her reflection appeared in the elevator's metal wall—it was someone she had been riding with!
An Rufeng was even more shocked. She touched her face in disbelief, and the figure inside the metal wall also touched its face!
My God, she actually swapped bodies with someone else!
Anru Feng found it unbelievable.
After standing there for a while, An Rufeng slowly accepted that she could travel through time.
They must have swapped bodies because the elevator was falling and triggered some kind of pattern, which led to the swap.
Just like how taking a plane on a specific route can transport her to a parallel universe.
I suppose they can get it back.
An Rufeng relaxed as she thought about this, but then she remembered her physical condition before the elevator crashed, so she squatted down to check her body.
Before she could even check, "her own" body opened its eyes, startling An Rufeng.
When Kwon Ji-yong opened his eyes and realized what was happening, he was startled to see "his own" face.
"Because of the elevator's descent, we've now switched bodies," An Rufeng explained to him, as the one who woke up first.
"Feel your body, is your heart beating fast?" An Rufeng was unsure of her physical condition and couldn't help but ask him. If it wasn't good, she should go to the hospital.
Kwon Ji-yong was still a little confused. He subconsciously followed An Joo-feng's words, felt his body, and then shook his head.
Seeing this, An Rufeng guessed that her heartbeat had accelerated because of her sixth sense, a warning sign that the elevator was about to fall.
"Do you want me to help you up?" An Rufeng looked at her own body sitting on the ground.
She seemed very calm because she believed that if she found a certain pattern, her body could be switched back.
But her composure seemed abnormal to Kwon Ji-yong once he realized what was happening.
"Did you do something?!" He initially thought she was an illegitimate child, but seeing how calm she was even after switching bodies, he assumed she was the one who did it.
An Rufeng couldn't understand the Korean that Kwon Ji-yong was speaking, so she asked in English, puzzled, "What did you say?"
He was speaking fluent Korean just now.
Pretending not to speak Korean now, do they think he's an idiot?
Seeing her puzzled expression, Kwon Ji-yong didn't give her a chance to play dumb and clearly repeated in English, "Did you do the body swap?"
After understanding his meaning, An Rufeng's eyes widened in confusion and bewilderment: "Why would you think that?"
"Stop pretending, I know you're a stalker. Did you do it? What's your purpose?" Kwon Ji-yong pressed aggressively.
An Rufeng glanced at her outfit: sunglasses, mask, earrings, and rings—she was dressed very fashionably.
Is he a celebrity?
He may have been harassed by obsessive fans before.
But even if he really is a illegitimate child, it's absurd to suspect that he can switch bodies with others.
What kind of harassment from sasaeng fans would one have to experience to subconsciously think that such an absurd thing could happen?
An Rufeng, seeing that he might have experienced harassment from sasaeng fans and was therefore somewhat sensitive, patiently explained, "Are you a celebrity? I'm a foreigner, this is my first time in Korea, and I don't know you. This is our first time meeting, and I'm not your sasaeng fan."
Kwon Ji-yong looked at the face of "himself" opposite him. The expression on that face was calm and composed, showing no signs of lying and appearing completely at ease.
Did he misunderstand her?
But if he's not a stalker, why did he immediately start commenting on his perfume as soon as he walked in? That's how stalkers are; they treat him like their possession, taking it for granted to criticize him.
Kwon Ji-yong was skeptical of her words.
An Rufeng had already explained, so she didn't take it seriously and discussed a solution with him: "Let's take the elevator a few more times and see if we can switch back?"
Logically, since the elevator had just malfunctioned and plummeted, people should get out of the elevator as soon as it's operational to avoid further danger from another malfunction.
But An Rufeng suspects that they swapped bodies because of the elevator, and she wants to recreate the scene to see if she can switch back.
It's unclear whether the other party agrees, since staying in the elevator is quite dangerous.
Seeing her eagerness to switch back, Kwon Ji-yong believed her explanation more.
He certainly agreed and hoped to switch back immediately. The group is making a comeback soon, and there's a lot to do; if things stay like this, it'll be a disaster.
Kwon Ji-yong nodded silently and went straight to press the elevator button back to the 1st floor.
Once on the first floor, Kwon Ji-yong pressed the buttons for the 18th and 20th floors.
As the elevator ascended, the two watched expectantly as the numbers on the screen slowly rose.
The elevator stopped normally on the 18th floor.
There was no fall.
Anjou and Kwon Ji-yong were very disappointed.
Undeterred, the two returned to the first floor.
This time, Kwon Ji-yong pressed the 18th floor, and An Yeo-poong pressed the 20th floor.
The elevator is still working normally.
The two returned to the first floor.
They all got out of the elevator. Kwon Ji-yong went in first, followed by An Yeo-feng.
Press the elevator button again and go upstairs.
Nothing happened.
The two returned to the first floor.
“Repeat what you said when you entered the elevator.” Kwon Ji-yong pursed his lips, looked at An Ru-feng, and said.
An Rufeng was surprised; he had noticed her speaking, and felt somewhat embarrassed.
But they didn't refuse to restore it.
As Anru Feng entered the elevator and pressed the floor button, she said something that had been unconsciously uttered earlier.
When Kwon Ji-yong heard her speak in English, he interrupted her and corrected her, "You should speak Korean."
"I don't speak Korean." She blurted it out without thinking. Now, she wouldn't know how to say it.
She spoke so fluently back then. Kwon Ji-ryong gave her a suspicious look.
Seeing her open and honest expression, I suppressed my suspicions and taught her to say that sentence in Korean.
People usually find it difficult to speak a foreign language at first, but Anru Feng found that she did not have this feeling at all, and she could speak a sentence smoothly very quickly.
Anru Feng didn't pay much attention, perhaps because it was just a single sentence, so it didn't seem too difficult. It could also be that this body belonged to a Korean, and had muscle memory.
When Kwon Ji-yong heard An Yeo-pung speak for the first time, although it was slow, her pronunciation was very standard. By the second time, the sentence no longer sounded stiff or unnatural.
It's obvious that she has a foundation in Korean.
Kwon Ji-yong's suppressed suspicions resurfaced: Why was she pretending not to know Korean?
He believed her claim that she was a foreigner and visiting Korea for the first time, thus convincing him that she wasn't a stalker.
"Let's start over." After learning to say that phrase in Korean, An Rufeng gestured for Quan Zhilong to enter the elevator and start over.
Seeing An Ru Feng actively recreating the previous scene, Kwon Ji Yong dispelled his doubts.
She probably has a talent for languages.
The two recreated the scene in a 1:1 ratio, and even the detail that An Ru Feng almost pressed the 18th floor but instead pressed the 20th floor was pointed out and recreated by Quan Zhilong.
An Rufeng realized that he had even noticed this, and suddenly understood why he had thought he was an illegitimate child before.
It's hard not to be suspicious of a celebrity who has experienced stalker harassment if someone walks in and immediately starts talking to you as if you're old friends, and even wants to go to your floor.
The two tried a few more times, but to their disappointment, nothing happened; they remained inside each other.
The two abandoned this method and tried a different approach.
The elevator wasn't the place to discuss things, so Kwon Ji-yong suggested going to his place first.
An Rufeng thought that since she was using his body, she could use it as a threat if he had bad intentions, so she agreed.
Because someone entered the elevator, and given Kwon Ji-yong's celebrity status, rumors circulated that he had brought a woman back to his apartment. An Ru-feng, carrying Kwon Ji-yong, got off the elevator on the 18th floor first, while Kwon Ji-yong waited for the person to leave before going to the 18th floor.
Although his body was completely covered up, making it impossible to identify him, it was still best to be cautious just in case.
This apartment building has one unit per floor. An Rufeng didn't need to look around; she went straight to the door of the only resident's apartment and waited for Quan Zhilong to open it.
After waiting for a long time without seeing him, An Rufeng felt rather bored.
She leaned against the door frame, stretched out her fingers, and idly pressed the keypad of the combination lock.
My fingers randomly pressed a few numbers on the door lock. It was just an unconscious action, but I was surprised to hear a soft "click" and the door lock opened.
An Rufeng was stunned. Her fingers were still frozen on the keyboard, and her eyes widened in disbelief.
"What are you doing!"
An Rufeng was startled by the voice behind her and stood up straight. Without any mental defenses, she turned around and saw "herself" with a cold face, which startled her again.
"How do you know the password to my door?" Kwon Ji-yong stepped forward, grabbed "his" wrist, and sneered.
Her acting was quite good; I was almost fooled by it.
An Rufeng knew he would definitely misunderstand her as an illegitimate child again, but she didn't know what to say.
Her fingers unconsciously pressed the numbers, and before she could react, the door opened! She was completely bewildered.
An Rufeng considered a possibility and said, "I'm inside your body, maybe I'm part of your muscle memory?"
She genuinely didn't know the code to his door; she had just randomly pressed the numbers, and she didn't even know the exact digits. If she were asked to press it again now, she definitely wouldn't be able to.
This time, Kwon Ji-yong no longer believed An Joo-feng. His brows furrowed, and he coldly questioned, "What is your purpose in switching bodies with me?"
An Rufeng thought it was because of muscle memory. Seeing that he didn't believe her and suspected that she was the one who did it, she got angry and shook off his hand: "I also suspect that you did the body swap. What's your purpose?"
Kwon Ji-yong frowned: "Why would I invite trouble upon myself?"
An Rufeng looked up and stared straight at him: "Then why should I invite trouble upon myself?"
Judging from her expression, Kwon Ji-yong was determined not to admit it.
Thinking about his imminent return, all that had happened, and now this huge trouble, Kwon Ji-yong couldn't help but swear.
Seeing that his expression was not good, An Rufeng said something in Korean. Although she couldn't understand it, the tone was bad, so she guessed it wasn't something nice.
She felt that he was insulting her.
Take out your phone, turn on the recording function, and place it in front of him: "Please repeat what you just said."
Kwon Ji-yong looked at the phone in front of him, then saw "himself" staring at him indifferently with amber eyes, and couldn't help but say, "I'm not insulting you."
He was indeed addressing the issue, not the person.
An Rufeng paused for a moment, put away her phone, and turned off the recording.
An Rufeng asked, "What did that swear word mean?"
"It's equivalent to 'Fuck' in English." After blurting out the explanation, Kwon Ji-yong's expression darkened even more. She was the one who was the illegitimate child and the one who had made a mistake.
An Rufeng glanced at him, assuming it was out of dissatisfaction with the unexpected situation: "I'll trust you this once, but I won't trust you again next time."
An Rufeng didn't want to waste time on such things, so she gestured for him to open the door.
While they were talking, the door that had been open closed automatically.
"Don't you know the password?" Kwon Ji-yong mocked.
Anru Feng didn't believe her after she explained, so she stopped talking.
Anyway, she's completely open and honest, believe it or not.
Kwon Ji-yong stepped forward, opened the door, and went inside first.
Anru followed her inside and immediately noticed that the room was full of personality but lacked warmth, resembling a museum with many trendy and cutting-edge decorations.
After scanning the room, An Rufeng sat down on the sofa, looked at the person on the other side, and asked, "What should we do next?"
"You did it, why are you asking me? Don't you know what you did?" Kwon Ji-yong smirked.
An Rufeng crossed her arms, snorted coldly, and said, "If I had the ability to swap bodies with someone else, why would I swap bodies with you? Wouldn't it be better for me to swap bodies with the president?"
Kwon Ji-yong was too lazy to argue with her.
After thinking for a moment, I took out my phone, intending to call a friend to ask if they had any recommendations for reliable people in the fortune-telling industry.
He doesn't believe in metaphysics or such things, but since he's already swapped bodies with other people, it might actually be true.
He reached out and saw his own slender hand. He then changed his approach and only sent a message to his friend.
Since they were both night owls, Kwon Ji-yong received a reply very quickly.
Kwon Ji-yong couldn't wait any longer; once he received the information, he planned to go find the person immediately.
Anru Feng, who can travel through parallel universes, thinks that their body swapping is more due to science or something, but as a last resort, she figured she might as well try metaphysics and superstition.
As An Rufeng fastened her seatbelt after getting into Quan Zhilong's car, she saw her own body in the driver's seat, stopped, and said, "I don't have a driver's license. If you drive and get pulled over by the police, you might end up in the police station."
"You drive." Kwon Ji-yong, who was about to drive, stopped.
It was already annoying enough, and then I ended up in the police station and got exposed, which is just another troublesome matter.
“I’m not very good at it. If I were to drive, it might take until tomorrow before we arrive.” An Rufeng didn’t want to drive. She only knew how to operate the controls and didn’t dare to drive fast. “I’ll have my bodyguard drive it.”
"No, we can't let anyone find out that we've swapped bodies." Kwon Ji-yong got out of the car and opened the passenger door.
Anru rolled her eyes and went to the driver's seat.
An Rufeng lost control and stepped on the gas, sending the car speeding away. An Rufeng was startled, but quickly and effortlessly regained control of the car.
An Rufeng was surprised. Could it be the muscle memory of this body?
Muscle memory can't last that long, right?
An Rufeng was puzzled. When did she become such a good driver? She had no memory of it at all.
It must have been in another timeline, somewhere she practiced with a friend she met by chance; otherwise, she definitely wouldn't have forgotten.
Thank you.
Kwon Ji-yong looked at An Yeo-feng flooring the gas pedal with ease and felt nothing but disdain. Didn't she say she couldn't do it?
Isn't that amazing?
Knowing you couldn't refuse, did you just stop pretending?
The two met with many people involved in metaphysics, but it turned out that metaphysics was unreliable; no one could see their problem or solve it.
After struggling for most of the night, I got nowhere.
It was too late, and they were both tired.
I'm going to rest first and talk about it tomorrow.
An Rufeng had already told Mori Masako when they switched bodies that she had something to do and wouldn't be visiting her.
Since she was carrying someone else's body, it was impossible for her to return to the hotel, so the two of them ended up resting at Kwon Ji-ryong's house.
"You're not allowed to take a shower!" There were more than one room in the house, so the two of them each had their own room. When they returned to their own rooms, An Rufeng said to Quan Zhilong.
“You’re not allowed to take a shower either,” Kwon Ji-yong said in return.
An Rufeng glanced at him and went into her room.
Kwon Ji-yong quickly washed up, took off his coat, and lay down on the bed.
I was very tired, but I couldn't fall asleep.
The room was quiet. Kwon Ji-yong lay on the bed, his hands casually behind his head, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.
The rhythmic ticking of the mechanical watch on his wrist interrupted his thoughts.
Kwon Ji-yong listened quietly to the ticking of the mechanical watch, his mind blank, too lazy to move.
At first, Kwon Ji-yong listened casually, but as he listened, he discovered that the watch made a specific, clear and pleasant sound at certain times.
Kwon Ji-yong involuntarily reached out and shifted his gaze to the mechanical watch on his wrist.
The room was too dark to see clearly.
Kwon Ji-yong couldn't help but sit up and turn on the bedside lamp.
By the light of the bedside lamp, Kwon Ji-yong finally saw the wristwatch he had previously overlooked.
The first thing that caught his eye was the white daisies on the watch face, and Kwon Ji-yong was stunned.
The watch has a silver case and a deep blue-black dial. The dial is inscribed with "PHILIPPE DUFOUR," indicating it is a work by the master watchmaker Phoebus Dufour.
Judging from the quality and craftsmanship of the watch, it should be genuine.
After watching for a while, Kwon Ji-yong noticed that the watch would make different sounds when the second hand pointed to 1, 6, and 8.
Kwon Ji-yong guessed that the number was the watch owner's birthday.
He took off his watch, intending to put it aside.
As I put it down, I subconsciously glanced at the back of the watch, but my gaze was drawn to a line of text on it.
"Best Wishes from KwJiYong".
Kwon Ji-yong frowned and couldn't help but sneer. She was already dreaming that he would give her a gift, and she even said that she didn't know him and wasn't his illegitimate child.
Kwon Ji-yong saw "20100616" on the back of the watch, and then glanced at the daisy on the dial with a missing petal at the eight o'clock position. He also noticed that a specific sound would play when the second hand pointed to the 1st, 6th, and 8th.
I quickly understood: the daisy with one less petal represents him, and the specific sound it makes at a certain time represents their birthdays, 616 and 818, which represent the two of them.
Kwon Ji-yong scoffed. To be honest, this stalker knew him quite well; the watch's design unexpectedly aligned with his ideas.
If he were to give a custom-made watch as a birthday gift to someone he likes, he might actually design it like this.
He is not someone who gives quietly; the gifts he gives always make his presence known, even if they are birthday presents to others.
Kwon Ji-yong then looked at the other one of the only two pieces of jewelry in his hand.
A plain ring on the ring finger of the left hand.
He took it off and looked inside the ring. Sure enough, as he expected, his name and another name were engraved side by side.
Needless to say, that unfamiliar name must be that of the illegitimate child.
Ring finger, dreaming of a wedding ring but unable to achieve it?
"Looks like you don't know him very well either," Kwon Ji-yong scoffed.
He wouldn't wear such a plain wedding ring when he gets married.
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