"Our story is quite simple. It's just that a young man under great pressure often came to my psychological consulting room.
After getting familiar with each other, one thing led to another. On a drunken night, we ended up in the same bed. But we were so drunk that nothing happened when we should have let loose."
Chen Shuwan and Jiang Liu were walking side by side in the hospital courtyard.
The ginkgo trees blocked the sleepy - inducing sunlight. Ironically, the swaying tree shadows made people even sleepier.
Hearing this, Jiang Liu instantly felt that he had nothing to say.
Because Chen Shuwan was so straightforward and didn't seem to be lying.
Graceful, a master of life... and an attractive person.
These were Jiang Liu's deepest impressions of Chen Shuwan.
Amid the sounds of two elderly patients playing chess, Jiang Liu subconsciously relaxed his tense nerves.
It was really because Chen Shuwan gave him a high sense of security. She knew him well enough and was also honest enough.
"My car is over there. Let's put your luggage in it."
Jiang Liu had just borrowed Chen Shuwan's phone to call his mom.
His mom couldn't get time off work, so he had to go home by himself.
It wasn't a big deal for him to go home alone. He wasn't handicapped.
But the apologetic tone in his mom's voice on the phone made him feel a bit uncomfortable.
And Chen Shuwan, who had driven here, volunteered to take on the task of sending Jiang Liu home.
Chen Shuwan's car was a BMW 3 - Series, which quite matched her personal image.
After getting in the car, before Jiang Liu could even tell his home address, he heard Chen Shuwan setting the navigation.
"We're old friends. Of course, I remember your home address."
Jiang Liu thought there was nothing wrong with this. He leaned back on the passenger - seat backrest, lost in thought, and then sat up restlessly and said:
"Was I a very promiscuous person before?"
"To be honest, it's hard to say. You should remember your job, right?"
Jiang Liu thought about it. His job nature really made it hard to say whether he was promiscuous or not.
"You once told me about your emotional troubles. For example, you often had strange fantasies about men and women. I asked you if you had some niche fetishes, like being too masochistic or having too strong a controlling desire."
"So what kind of fantasies did I have?"
"You fantasized about someone loving you."
"Damn it! I could even say such a cheesy thing!"
Chen Shuwan steered the wheel with one hand and rolled her eyes at this.
"There's even cheesier stuff! I asked you why it was just a fantasy, and you said you always felt that the way others loved you was wrong."
"Stop talking! I can't stand it!"
Jiang Liu covered his ears with a look of "I'm not listening, I'm not listening" on his face. But the next second, Chen Shuwan said something extremely shocking.
"Jiang Liu, do you know when you said this?"
"Definitely when you were drunk or having a midnight emo moment."
"No, it was on September 10th, the day before your car accident."
"And then? What happened that day?"
"That day you confessed your love to a girl, and you finally succeeded."
Jiang Liu stared at Chen Shuwan with wide - open eyes, and his mind was full of "Damn it!"
I confessed my love to someone the day before I lost my memory, and just after succeeding, I lost my memory?
Does God even open his eyes to see how he's treating me?
"Who did I confess my love to? This is very important!" Jiang Liu turned to look at Chen Shuwan.
He felt that he was getting close to the answer.
Chen Shuwan just tucked her hair behind her ear, started the car seriously, and answered unhurriedly:
"Do you have a general idea?"
"It's one of those two girls." Jiang Liu said subconsciously.
"Why can't it be me? After all, when you said that, we were lying in the same bed drunk."
"Ah?"
Jiang Liu stared at Chen Shuwan.
He stared at her, but she didn't look at him.
Jiang Liu couldn't see her expression on this side - face with a tear - mole. He could only vaguely see the reflection of the QR code at the parking - lot toll booth in her blurry eyes.
It was not until the car stopped at a red light that Chen Shuwan turned her head with a smile and explained:
"I'm just joking. How could it be me?"
...
The whole journey was just meaningless small talk.
Until the car arrived at Jiang Liu's home.
Jiang Liu still didn't know who he had confessed his love to. He got out of the car, picked up his luggage, and waved to Chen Shuwan.
"Drive slowly on your way back."
"Okay."
Chen Shuwan didn't start the car immediately. Instead, she watched Jiang Liu's slow figure walking into the community.
There was an unfathomable look in her amber - like eyes. She whispered to Jiang Liu's back:
"Jiang Liu, you really succeeded in your confession that night!"
"You've deposited a lot of money in my consulting room. Remember to come to me if you have any problems!"
"You must take the initiative to find your girlfriend. You love her very much!"
After doing all this, she took a deep breath.
She slowly rolled up the car window and changed the jazz music that she and Jiang Liu had been listening to.
She changed it to "Love Me Like You Do", the theme song of the classic movie "Fifty Shades of Grey".
In the small space.
She closed her eyes and began to recall that day. Her hand slowly groped towards her arm.
Just a slight touch on her tender skin made her feel a sharp pain.
There was a bruise there.
About fifteen minutes later, Chen Shuwan's eyes became moist.
There came a sound of "knock, knock, knock" on the car window.
Chen Shuwan suddenly opened her eyes and looked up.
She thought she was blocking the entrance of the community. She quickly tidied herself up and rolled down the car window.
But unexpectedly, it was Jiang Liu standing outside the car window.
The appearance of the familiar face made a look of panic flash across her eyes subconsciously.
This kind of look was not common on Chen Shuwan.
"Are you really not my girlfriend?"
"What are you talking nonsense about! But if you confess your love to me romantically right now, I might consider it."
"I don't do romance" (a classic line from "Fifty Shades of Grey")
Jiang Liu squinted and looked inside the car through the window.
He had heard this song before. It sounded pretty good.
But the movie "Fifty Shades of Grey" was not suitable for all ages.
It was believed to be the enlightenment movie for many niche enthusiasts.
"Teacher, don't you have some special fetishes that I don't know about?"
"Yes! How about going to the consulting room tonight to try?"
Chen Shuwan could always come up with a response to anything. Jiang Liu simply had no way to deal with her.
He got straight to the point.
"My phone is broken. Can I borrow your phone to call my mom? I didn't bring my keys with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Liu casually picked up Chen Shuwan's phone on the dashboard and then said as if chatting casually:
"Do you know everything about me?"
"Mostly. There's no reason for a patient to hide the truth from a psychologist."
"So, you know who I confessed my love to."
"Anyway, it's not me."
When Chen Shuwan said this, she even sniffed appropriately and used facial expressions to match her words.
She looked like she was regretting losing the "honor" of being confessed to.
"Does it mean that I can retrieve all my lost memories from you?"
"Psychologically speaking, there's no absolute, but most likely. We communicated so frequently that you almost won me over."
"Do you also want to be my girlfriend?"
"All the women who showed up in the ward today do."
These words almost fried Jiang Liu's brain.
Chen Shuwan was a typical enigma. This kind of highly educated woman with an inherent sense of relaxation was the most difficult to deal with.
Normally, Jiang Liu wouldn't even want to have a single word with her.
But the smartest thing about her was that she knew when to be cryptic and when to be straightforward.
"Don't fancy yourself as the Tang Monk. Not everyone is after a piece of you. At least I have no intention of being on the waiting list to be your girlfriend."
Chen Shuwan slowly rolled up the car window.
Leaving behind one last sentence:
"Remember to come to me if you have any problems. My memory isn't good enough to remember your whole life, but I can help you tell who's lying based on your experiences."
...
Jiang Liu watched the BMW drive away and felt for the keys in his pocket.
The keys were still there.
He just felt something was off and wanted to go back and check.
He shook his head to get rid of the unrealistic fantasies in his mind.
He'd tried to pry information out of Chen Shuwan, but only got so far.
So, the question was, who on earth was his girlfriend?
This would be an easy question for an ordinary amnesia patient.
Just call out "girlfriend" and see who answers. The one who does is the girlfriend.
The problem for Jiang Liu was that two girls had confessed their girlfriend status to him.
Li Shenyu and Jiang Yuzhen.
Jiang Liu had to figure this out, or he'd be a real jerk.
Try to put yourself in this situation.
You confess your love to someone and then happily enter into a relationship.
Then, a car accident wipes it all from your memory.
After the accident, your girlfriend stays by your side at the hospital, telling you it's okay and she'll be with you all the way.
But you can't even figure out who your girlfriend is.
As for why two girls had come forward, Jiang Liu had no idea.
He guessed he wasn't a good guy in the realm of love either.
With his amnesia, he felt a sense of disconnection from his past emotional memories.
So, from an objective perspective, he commented on his past self:
"You're just as hard to deal with as those half - scumbag, half - decent guys. What a pain in the ass."
But now there was a glimmer of hope in solving this problem.
He'd made a confession.
Surely he couldn't have confessed to two people at the same time?
If that were the case, there'd be no need to solve this mystery.
The truth would be that he was blatantly two - timing, just waiting to be exposed as a cheating scumbag.
Now, the path in front of Jiang Liu was clear.
Just ask directly.
Yes or no.
He first went to the ATM downstairs, took out his bank card, and withdrew some cash.
Then he went to a mobile phone store, bought a new phone, inserted his SIM card, and logged into WeChat.
He sent a WeChat message to Li Shenyu and Jiang Yuzhen respectively.
"After our conversation today, I've remembered a lot. I'd like to invite you to dinner at 5 p.m. tomorrow. Let's have a chat."
"Find a place at 9 p.m. tomorrow. I'll bring your car keys and phone back. I've just remembered a lot and want to talk to you."
Although this love - themed Werewolf game had only a few players.
One of these two must be lying.
One was the werewolf, and the other was the civilian.
To prevent them from fabricating stories just because he had amnesia, Jiang Liu gave himself an advantage.
Whether he'd really remembered anything or not, no one else knew.
So, the liar would surely use this time to weave what they thought was a flawless lie.
A lie needs more lies to cover it up, and sooner or later, the truth would come out.
To be extra cautious, Jiang Liu took an extra precaution.
"Are you free tomorrow night?"
This WeChat message was sent to Chen Shuwan. He had relatively more trust in this classical beauty who was well - read.
She was right. He wasn't some irresistible charmer.
Not every woman was crazy about him.
Although Jiang Liu felt she must be hiding something, she should be able to help him tell the truth from the lies.
This Werewolf game was now more complete, with Chen Shuwan acting as the Seer.
All three of them replied to his messages one after another.
Li Shenyu: "Sure! Come pick me up at the most prominent spot in front of the classroom. There'll be a big surprise if you're on time at 5 p.m.!"
Jiang Yuzhen: "Okay. I'll pick you up after I'm done."
Chen Shuwan: "This counts as psychological counseling. I'll charge you by the hour."
Jiang Liu shook his head and was about to go home.
"Jiang Liu, go and have a look quickly. Your dad has gone to the shop where your mom works to cause trouble again!"

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia