Transformed into a heartthrob's simp, every day is a battleground.

Chapter 133 Two Memories

Yan Xun kept looking back at the scenes of Mu Yuanming in the haunted house.

He wasn't scared at all... Actually, from Yan Xun's perspective, some of the noises were probably not made by the staff or controlled by machinery; there really was something in this haunted house.

Their group chose to go to this haunted house because it was "famous".

More than one person reported getting a fever after visiting a haunted house, and some even saw "dirty things" inside.

He Jingtang was afraid of ghosts, and in the haunted house, he could only wail and scream, completely losing his composure. Ning Xinian and He Jinqiu were also a little scared, but that was a normal reaction.

Yan Xun and Mu Yuanming immediately teamed up, clinging to the leg of this famous "atheist" as soon as they entered the haunted house.

Even the theme of the group's variety show was to see if Mu Yuanming would still maintain his atheist identity after coming to such a famous haunted house.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not afraid at all. Even when wet footprints suddenly appeared on the ground under the camera's view, Mu Yuanming calmly pulled Yan Xun to hide in a cabinet to the side, and then explained that it was a prop prepared by the production team.

After leaving the haunted house, everyone developed a high fever, including Song Baiyuan and Xiao Zheng who were waiting outside. Only Mu Yuanming was unharmed—it seemed that his atheist status gave him a buff, preventing evil spirits from getting close.

Yan Xun repeatedly observed Mu Yuanming's reaction when he saw those unreasonable points.

Sometimes, before the camera even captures anything, he has already noticed something unusual.

Something's not right, Yan Xun thought.

But if you ask Mu Yuanming now, you probably won't get any answers.

……

The next day, when Yan Xun woke up, Mu Yuanming, who was in the next bed, was nowhere to be seen.

He Jingtang and Ning Xinian both have plans for today, but only I, Mu Yuanming, and He Jinqiu have no plans.

He Jinqiu sat at the dining table seemingly lost in thought. When she saw Yan Xun, she forced a smile.

"...Didn't you sleep well?" Yan Xun carried the milk and sat down opposite He Jinqiu.

"So-so." As He Jinqiu spoke, she touched the dark circles under her eyes. "He made quite a fuss."

He looked up at Yan Xun, who was drinking a glass of milk, and asked, "What about you?"

Are you tired?

"Taking care of Mu Yuanming, who doesn't remember anything, must be quite a challenge."

Yan Xun took a few sips of milk. "It's alright."

He glanced at Mu Yuanming, who was sitting alone on the sofa, and said, "He just doesn't remember anything... It's a bit of a hassle to have to recognize people again."

Fortunately, Mu Yuanming's only recent work was the previous fashion week, so his return now allows him to rest and recuperate for a while.

He Jinqiu watched Mu Yuanming's retreating figure and said, "He's quite lucky."

Yan Xun glanced at him. "Your arm was broken, and you're still lucky?"

“Isn’t this good?” He Jinqiu retorted. “When He Jingtang said it before, I was worried that he would die.”

Really? Judging from your tone, you'd be thrilled if Mu Yuanming died.

Yan Xun thought to himself.

It wasn't that he was maliciously speculating about He Jinqiu; it's just that he noticed everyone in this instance seemed a bit eccentric, and if he wasn't careful, these people could easily become lawbreakers.

Otherwise, why would someone stab themselves on TV?

Or perhaps she poisoned herself in her dorm room.

"Actually, I didn't sleep well last night either." After finishing her milk, Yan Xun made herself an oatmeal bowl and returned to the dining table. "I had a nightmare."

He Jinqiu asked with concern, "What kind of nightmare?"

"Is it because you're not used to living in an unfamiliar environment?" He frowned slightly. "Why don't you tell Song Baiyuan and switch back?"

"Hire a professional caregiver to look after Mu Yuanming."

“I think Yan Xun is great. I can’t sleep with a stranger next to me,” Mu Yuanming suddenly said.

He turned to look at He Jinqiu, who was openly whispering to him, and asked, "You are... Ning Xinian?"

He knew, of course, that the white-haired man was He Jinqiu, and he could even tell that the black cat and this man were somewhat related.

However, this matter was too shocking for him to tell anyone.

“I am He Jinqiu,” He Jinqiu said calmly, then said to Yan Xun, “It seems his mind is still a bit confused.”

“After all, Mu Yuanming was injured by a car.” Yan Xun ate his oatmeal, feeling like a horse in a stable.

He put down his spoon and decided to postpone his horseback riding for the time being.

He glanced at Mu Yuanming sitting on the sofa and He Jinqiu sitting opposite him, thinking that if there were cameras on camera at this moment, the comments section would definitely explode.

I've never seen a boy band speak so veiledly and sarcastically; it's like they all have a grudge against each other.

Mu Yuanming didn't know if he felt that his position was too far away and not conducive to his performance, but he struggled to get up and slowly moved to the dining table, where he sat down next to Yan Xun.

He Jinqiu looked up at him and said, "You'll be joining a production team next month."

"Your arm is still somewhat manageable, but what about your brain?"

Mu Yuanming glanced at Yan Xun, then looked at He Jinqiu, "If her face is fine... then it's not a big problem."

"If I had known, I should have disfigured that bastard back then," He Jinqiu thought. He glanced at Yan Xun's finger and saw that the annoying ring was gone.

Where did that ring go?

"But wearing a ring is indeed in the way."

He Jinqiu said.

Mu Yuanming then recalled the annoying He Jingtang from his memory.

Without saying a word, he took off the ring he was wearing on Yan Xun's hand and put it on different fingers of Yan Xun's hand... He remembered that He Jinqiu was also there at that time?

This person even chimed in with a few words of support.

But soon, another fragment flashed through his memory, a fragment in which He Jingtang did not come to cause trouble.

He helped Yan Xun put on the ring, then said he needed to catch up on his sleep and went back to his bedroom.

Mu Yuanming frowned. Both images were so vivid that he was momentarily unsure if there was something wrong with his memory.

"Yan Xun." Mu Yuanming looked at Yan Xun sitting beside him, "Was He Jingtang there when I gave you the ring?"

Yan Xun didn't know why the other person would ask that question.

Because this is the branching point between this playthrough and the previous playthrough—

In the previous ending, he met Mu Yuanming, who was bringing him souvenirs, before going out with He Jinqiu. He Jingtang was present at the time.

In this storyline, Mu Yuanming had just returned to his dormitory when he took out the ring for himself; He Jingtang was nowhere to be found.

"He Jingtang?" Yan Xun looked puzzled. "He's not here."

Mu Yuanming then looked at He Jinqiu, "Is that red-haired guy really not here?"