As the neon lights faded into the distance, the two returned to the tin shack.
Jiang Fei verified his fingerprint as usual and was about to open the door to enter when he suddenly remembered something, grabbed Ji Wei's right hand, and pulled it over.
Ji Wei's hand stiffened. Ever since she held his little finger, he had felt uncomfortable all over, and now he subconsciously avoided her touch: "What are you doing?"
“To register your fingerprints,” Jiang Fei said innocently, “so that if I need to go out in the future, and you are blind, you might lock yourself out.”
Since he kept insisting that "she is not Ranran," she might as well just lay it all out.
Ji Wei's face darkened as she listened to her say "blindness" without any restraint. In the end, she did not resist her strength and let her lead her to register her fingerprints.
Hearing the "entry successful" message, Jiang Fei withdrew his hand with satisfaction and walked into the iron house.
Ji Wei paused for a moment, then followed, but frowned when she smelled the smoke coming from inside the house.
The smell wasn't unpleasant; rather, it had a faint fragrance, proving that the owner of the house had taken good care of it.
But he had long since grown accustomed to the simple, avant-garde, and utterly tasteless space he once knew.
Noticing his pause, Jiang Fei turned her head and asked knowingly, "You think it's dirty?"
Ji Wei pursed her lips, neither speaking nor denying.
His current situation can be roughly described as going from heaven to hell.
Seeing this, Jiang Fei was not annoyed. She just chuckled and turned on the light. In the narrow tin shack, there were only two dim light bulbs, which flickered twice before lighting up. She raised her eyebrows and turned her head to say, "It's a bit dark in the room."
Ji Wei was taken aback.
Jiang Fei then quickly "realized" and said, "Look at me, I forgot that Mr. Ji can't see."
Ji Wei's face turned completely ashen.
Even though he couldn't see, he could tell that she was doing it on purpose, deliberately mocking him for being blind.
As expected... even with Ranran's memories, someone from her background could never truly learn Ranran's elegance and poise.
"You blame me?" Seeing his expression, Jiang Fei smiled even more happily and walked over to help him to the sofa.
Ji Wei remained silent.
Jiang Fei laughed and said, "Do you resent me for telling the truth?"
"Jiang Fei!" Ji Wei finally spoke, but her voice was low and hoarse with hidden annoyance.
Jiang Fei glanced at the abrasions on his legs and elbows, went to the cubicle to get iodine and cotton swabs, walked up to Ji Wei, and reached out to support his arm.
Ji Wei quickly dodged backward: "What are you going to do now?"
Jiang Fei applied iodine-soaked cotton swabs to the wound on his elbow: "What do you think?"
Ji Wei's arm was tense and stinging, her face was still gloomy, and she kept her lips tightly pressed together without saying a word.
Seeing this, Jiang Fei laughed and said, "Mr. Ji, you're really interesting."
"You can be blind, but others can't talk about it?"
Ji Wei clenched her fists tightly: "A person of high quality wouldn't say that."
"It's a pity that the world has no shortage of low-class people." Jiang Fei finished treating his elbow injury, rolled up his trouser leg, and continued to treat the wound on his leg. "You get so angry because I teased you? How do you plan to face other people's opinions in the future?"
Ji Wei paused for a moment, her gloomy expression gradually fading.
Even though he disliked Jiang Fei, he had to admit that she was right.
There are plenty of people in this world who want to see him in his current state of disarray and wretchedness. If he cares about that, he'll probably die of shame. How can he talk about revenge?
Jiang Fei was already treating the wound on his knee.
Ji Wei couldn't see it, so she kept her head down.
Only then did he notice that Jiang Fei's palms had a thin layer of calluses that irritated and tingled the skin.
Knowing that she had taken over Ranran's memories, he was furious and loathed her even more.
But after learning that she was also unaware of the memory swap, I felt that she was also a pitiful person, a pitiful person whose memories were swapped by the person she loved, and who was given away like an object.
Ji Wei's favorability rating: 2.
Hearing the system's voice, Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow, paused for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "What are you looking at?"
Ji Wei's expression stiffened, then she lowered her eyes: "You know I can't see."
Jiang Fei paused for a moment, then said, "Sorry, I misspoke."
Ji Wei was clearly surprised that she would apologize, and after a moment of surprise, she said, "The potion of Fu Gu."
Jiang Fei looked down at the iodine in his hand. Indeed, for a prodigy like him, the wounds were usually automatically identified and treated by artificial intelligence, and they healed in a few minutes.
"It's always been like this here."
A magical world.
A perfect embodiment of class differences. Some enjoy the cold, perfect, cutting-edge technology to prolong their lives, some savor fine wines in bustling cities with neon lights, and others struggle to survive in dirty, dark streets.
The poor are still living in the age of steam-powered machinery, while the rich can already live among the stars and the sea.
Ji Wei paused, taken aback by her words, and fell silent.
Jiang Fei stood up and said, "From now on, Mr. Ji can sleep on the sofa." After saying that, she got up and went back to her room.
Ji Wei frowned, facing the direction from which the voice came: "I don't..."
The only response he received was a loud knock on the door.
Ji Wei pursed her lips tightly, touched the sofa beneath her, and then unconsciously wiped her fingers.
The space was cramped, and even the sofa was so simple, with a faint smell of leather.
Ji Wei frowned; he would rather die than sleep in such an environment.
Having experienced so much throughout the day, he was physically exhausted and mentally on the verge of collapse. The mouthful of food he had been holding back earlier was not spat out; instead, he swallowed it forcefully.
Perhaps he will be able to finally vent his anger when he gets his revenge.
Finally, Ji Wei lay down on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.
When Jiang Fei woke up in the morning, she saw Ji Wei fast asleep on the sofa.
It must be said that a beautiful woman is a sick beauty when she is ill, and a sleeping beauty when she is asleep; she is always beautiful.
The tranquility was especially enhanced when sunlight streamed through the only one-meter-square window in the tin shack and shone on his cheek.
Her long eyelashes trembled uneasily, her skin was fair, her pale lips were tightly pursed, and a strand of her medium-length hair drooped in front of her eyes, making her look extremely delicate.
Seemingly sensing something, Ji Wei's eyelashes trembled even more violently, and then she suddenly opened her eyes.
"Awake?" Jiang Fei's voice rang out immediately afterward.
Ji Wei was startled. She reached out and groped for the sofa next to her to sit up. She thought about how she had said last night that she would not sleep on the sofa, but she had fallen asleep again in the blink of an eye. Her face darkened slightly.
"Now that you're awake, have some breakfast. I'll show you around," Jiang Fei said slowly, tossing a bag of food onto Ji Wei's lap.
"What is this?" Ji Wei frowned.
Jiang Fei calmly replied, "Compressed biscuits."
A flash of disdain crossed Ji Wei's eyes: "This is for breakfast?"
In the past, he always ate precisely calculated balanced food and drank nutrient solutions to replenish the elements his body needed.
"Otherwise?" Jiang Fei laughed, "We'll eat well after you take revenge and reclaim your property."
Ji Wei pursed her lips slightly: "You believe me? You believe he can succeed?"
In fact, he himself was very confused, afraid that his eyes would never be able to be blind again, and afraid that too many things would change.
Jiang Fei said, "Of course I believe you."
Ji Wei was startled by her matter-of-fact tone and stared blankly in her direction.
It was pitch black in front of him, but he suddenly had the urge to see what her expression was like.
"Ji Wei?" Jiang Fei asked, leaning closer to him.
Ji Wei suddenly realized what was happening, her heart tightened, and she quickly looked away.
What is he thinking about?
He said in a tense voice, "It's Ranran who believes me."
That's right, her current memories belong to Ranran, and these words were naturally spoken to her by Ranran.
Jiang Fei paused for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Let's make do for now, Mr. Ji. We'll improve the meals tomorrow."
Ji Wei frowned as she listened to the change in her tone and address, and ultimately put the compressed biscuits aside without touching them.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Jiang Fei watched his movements. "Then let's get familiar with the environment first."
After saying that, she stepped forward, thought for a moment, and skillfully hooked her little finger around his.
Having been inspired by the effort she had put into walking with him by the little finger the night before, Ji Wei, though still feeling uneasy, managed to endure it. She had expected her to take her outside to familiarize herself with the so-called slum environment, but to her surprise, she simply led her to a room to the side.
“This is the restroom,” Jiang Fei said seriously. “There’s a sink and a bathtub inside.”
"This is a cubicle, and it's also my room."
"This is the kitchen..."
"You mean this is what you mean by being familiar with the environment?" Ji Wei couldn't help but interrupt her.
“Of course.” Jiang Fei nodded. “Let me check. What’s this on your left?”
“Jiang Fei,” Ji Wei frowned, “I’m just blind, not stupid.”
My photographic memory, which I've had since childhood, has never been used to understand a dilapidated house that I could walk through in just a few steps!
"That's even better." Jiang Fei smiled, took his hand and led him into the kitchen, introducing each item to him one by one.
Induction cookers, kitchen utensils, seasonings, bread, whole grains...
No matter how small the matter.
Ji Wei's expression grew increasingly grim. She acted as if she were a useless person, even refusing to introduce the bottled water.
"Did you remember that?" Jiang Fei asked, turning his head after the introduction.
Ji Wei pursed her lips tightly, remaining silent.
Seeing this, Jiang Fei raised an eyebrow: "Mr. Ji, did you think I was introducing you to these items?"
Ji Wei remained silent.
Jiang Fei added, "I'm asking you to remember their locations because I don't have much patience to help you identify them again."
With that, Jiang Fei loosened his little finger: "From now on, you'll be in charge of three meals a day."
After all, the more flawed one is, the more one wants to prove their worth.
Ji Wei was stunned, then said angrily, "You want me to prepare meals for you?"
"Hmm," Jiang Fei said calmly.
"impossible!"
“If you don’t do it, then go hungry,” Jiang Fei smiled. “Or, can you find another place to take you in—a person who wants to seek revenge on the head of one of the metropolitan conglomerates?”
Ji Wei was speechless, and her expression became even more interesting.
Jiang Fei looked at him, her delicate eyebrows and eyes filled with anger, yet she remained charming and beautiful.
She turned around: "Mr. Ji, think it over carefully."
After saying that, she turned and walked to the cubicle, quietly leaning against the door, watching Ji Wei who was still in the kitchen.
A short while later, Ji Wei moved slightly, precisely bypassing all the obstacles in the room, and sat back down on the sofa, her face pale.
Jiang Fei squinted. The room was cluttered, but Ji Wei had memorized the location of every single item after just one walk through.
Jiang Fei turned and went back to her room without saying anything more.
Ji Wei heard the door close and her hands, which were sitting on the sofa, clenched slightly.
He had never asked anyone for help before, nor had he ever been humiliated like this.
However, Jiang Fei had his weakness in mind—avenging his enemies.
After an unknown amount of time, Ji Wei slowly got up and walked towards the kitchen based on her memory.
Jiang Fei wasn't surprised to hear the noise coming from the kitchen. Ji Wei knew better than him how powerful the Ji family was, and no one was willing to offend Ji Yuntian, who had already taken power, for the sake of Ji Wei, who was blind.
She lazily got up, leaned against the doorway, and looked at the man busy in the kitchen through the narrow living room.
The pampered and privileged son of heaven naturally doesn't know how to cook, and at this moment he always seems a bit flustered.
Ji Wei knew that Jiang Fei was watching her. After losing his sight, his hearing became exceptionally sharp, and he could hear even the slightest noises around him.
However, he ignored her completely.
Jiang Fei didn't care and continued to look at him without saying a word.
However, Ji Wei couldn't see it. Holding coarse grains in one hand and rubbing them with the other, her fingers instantly touched the scalding hot water.
Ji Wei took a deep breath and slammed the coarse grains in her hand to the ground with a "thud," her fingers instantly turning red and swollen.
He ignored it completely, standing there with a deathly pale face.
Jiang Fei saw it all, didn't he? He took it all in like it was a joke.
I feel like a useless person now, someone who can't do anything right.
A series of footsteps approached.
Ji Wei's face was tense.
"Are you hurt?" A soft female voice came, without sarcasm, more like an inquiry.
Ji Wei remained silent.
Jiang Fei didn't say anything more. She took the burn ointment and quietly treated the burn on his fingertip. The cool ointment was not as cold as the instruments, but the thin calluses on her palms gently rubbed the back of his hand, carrying the warmth of her body.
Ji Wei's heart tightened; such a raw temperature was something that electronic instruments could not provide.
However, the next second, Jiang Fei released him: "Continue."
This time, Ji Wei didn't refute, but just curled her bandaged fingertips and continued to fumble around preparing the meal.
In an unfamiliar environment, doing unfamiliar things, with no sight at all, it's inevitable to get burned again.
Every time he got injured, Jiang Fei would casually treat his wounds and watch him continue working without interfering at all.
Silence, yet an inexplicable understanding.
By the time the meal was ready, night had fallen outside, and the chaotic mix of billboards and neon lights created a noisy and disorganized atmosphere.
Jiang Fei sat at the small dining table, glanced at the toast and coarse grain porridge on the plate in front of her, and then looked up at Ji Wei across from her.
A few beads of sweat still clung to the tip of his nose, and his cheeks were flushed slightly from the heat of the kitchen, making him look less sickly pale and more refined.
However, his expression was somewhat uneasy. Seeing that Jiang Fei remained silent, he paused for a moment and said, "There are no vegetables in the kitchen."
"Hmm, vegetables are too expensive," Jiang Fei said casually.
Vegetables carefully cultivated in greenhouses are no longer something that people in slums can afford to eat casually.
Ji Wei was stunned.
Jiang Fei ate her dinner with her head down.
The shock in Ji Wei's eyes disappeared, replaced by unease. She listened carefully to the voice on the other end.
But Jiang Fei remained silent, not uttering a single word.
Finally, Ji Wei spoke, her voice hoarse: "How is it?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Fei feigned ignorance, then suddenly realized and said coolly, "It tastes awful."
Ji Wei's face darkened: "Then don't eat it."
Jiang Fei chuckled, said nothing, and continued eating.
Ji Wei's unease completely dissipated as she fumbled for her own bowl and chopsticks and began to eat her dinner.
Compared to his previous meals, his dinners were now hard to swallow, but he still ate them bite by bite.
His movements were clumsy, and he even spilled some on the table and his clothes.
But within minutes, he had mastered it and no longer spilled a drop.
Jiang Fei put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Clean up the dishes after you're done using them."
After saying that, he casually wiped the spilled food off his clothes and turned to walk to the sofa.
Ji Wei felt her natural movement and gently struggled, but quickly came back to her senses.
He had clearly gotten used to her "laziness" quickly and showed no sign of surprise upon hearing it.
While clearing away the dishes, Ji Wei deliberately touched Jiang Fei's plate, and it was empty.
She ate it all.
Ji Wei pursed her lips, a strange feeling suddenly rising in her heart, and her eyes became a little hot.
Even now, though he is blind, he is still able to accomplish some things on his own.
He is not a useless person.
Ji Wei's favorability rating: 10.
Jiang Fei was in a great mood as she watched the change in his favorability rating.
Outside the slums at night, the howling of stray cats can always be heard, sounding particularly mournful.
Jiang Fei lazily nestled in the corner of the sofa near the window, gazing at the night sky outside.
With years of continuous rain, the night sky is completely dark, without a single star.
Ji Wei, who had just come out of the kitchen, sat on the sofa with her hands on her knees, her expression calm, seemingly lost in thought.
After a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Is there a starry sky tonight?"
Jiang Fei turned her gaze: "You like the starry sky?"
Ji Wei paused, pursed her lips, and said in a flat tone, "That was before."
Later, there was no more starry sky. He was the most qualified successor in his parents' eyes and the most perfect fiancé in Ranran's heart. They would not allow him to spend too much time on such "useless" things.
"Never mind, let's enjoy the stars together tonight," Jiang Fei said lazily, then lay back on the sofa, his long hair brushing against Ji Wei's side. He paused for a moment.
"Close your eyes." Jiang Fei looked up at Ji Wei above her head.
Ji Wei paused. There was no difference between having his eyes open and closed, but considering the woman's temperament, he reluctantly closed his eyes in the end.
Jiang Fei looked out the window at the dark, gloomy sky and slowly said, "The sky is deep blue, and the stars are twinkling..."
Her voice was so soft that even the howling of the stray cats outside the window seemed to quiet down.
Ji Wei's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she could see the painting she had depicted, with starlight shining like a dream.
For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he could still see, only now he had closed his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, Ji Wei felt a hand gently brush against her eyelids, like a feather, sending a shiver down her spine.
“I guarantee,” Jiang Fei’s voice rang in his ears, “you will see this with your own eyes.”
The soft, low female voice carried a strange allure.
Ji Wei's Adam's apple bobbed, and the next second she suddenly realized what was happening and stood up abruptly.
Jiang Fei stared at him for a long time before slowly saying, "Not 'stargazing' anymore?"
Ji Wei's expression changed slightly, and after a long while, she pursed her lips and said coldly, "I'm just keeping Ranran company."
It's just because of Ranran.
Because she has Ranran's memories, and she looks just like Ranran.
...
The Gu family.
Skyscrapers stand majestically in the clouds, and the cold, technological feel of the pure white, minimalist style is everywhere.
Gu Xi walked slowly through the building, heading towards the innermost room.
Hearing the commotion inside, Gu Xi slowed her pace.
The smart butler had already opened the door in advance. Gu Xi looked at the two figures in the room. The woman's slender figure was hugging her knees, looking at the night sky outside the window, which was composed of a huge holographic projection. A boy stood next to her, expressionless.
Gu Xi glanced tenderly at the woman, then her gaze fell on the boy.
Lin Jiu.
This AI, which should have no human emotions, experienced erratic fluctuations in its emotional data after Ranran was harassed by thugs. It even went against its own principles and harmed humans.
Gu Xi rubbed her wrist, about to step forward, but then stopped in her tracks.
The look Lin Jiu gave Lin Ran just now revealed a subtle change in emotion; it was no longer the cold indifference of a robot.
Gu Xi narrowed her eyes, then gave a cold laugh and softly called out, "Ranran."
Hearing the voice, Lin Ran turned around abruptly, her eyes lighting up as she quickly stood up and ran towards him: "You're back!"
Gu Xi looked at her beloved, who had been polite but distant to her in the past, now throwing himself into her arms so passionately, just like Jiang Fei, whose eyes would light up whenever he saw her.
The difference is that he knows very well that he doesn't want Jiang Fei; what he wants is Lin Ran.
Gu Xi hugged Lin Ran affectionately and kissed her cheek lightly: "Ranran, be good. Lin Jiu and I have something to talk about."
Ranran sometimes gets inexplicable headaches, and her personality sometimes suddenly changes back to its previous state, which must be caused by the memory swap with Jiang Fei.
Ranran's memories of Jiang Fei have formed a bond; harming Jiang Fei will inevitably harm Ranran as well.
But he wouldn't allow any mistakes to happen.
Lin Ran reluctantly let go of him and nodded.
Gu Xi smiled, glanced at Lin Jiu, and walked out the door.
"Mr. Gu?" Lin Jiu's voice was flat and cold.
Gu Xi looked at him and said, "Keep an eye on Jiang Fei for me, in case her memory gets messed up."
"Okay, Mr. Gu."
Gu Xi nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said calmly, "If necessary, her memories can be erased."
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