Looking at the fabric in his hand, Ye Shuang couldn’t help but stare blankly. If this belonged to An Shiyu, then did that mean it was her clock?
What could it be?
Had he missed something?
Should he take a closer look?
Just as Ye Shuang was staring at the clock, the fabric in his hand was snatched away by a paw that reached out. Snapping back to reality, he turned his head and met a pair of eyes that were trying to look calm but carried a hint of shy anger.
“Oh, Uncle, even if you like it, staring at it right in front of the owner isn’t great either,” Anshi Yi said with a laugh, not forgetting to lift An Shiyu’s skirt.
“Look, there’s a warm one here too.”
Before she could finish, An Shiyu jabbed her with an elbow.
“It’s fine, I’ll get you another one next time,” Anshi Yi said, clutching her stomach as she slowly ambled back to her seat.
She noticed that An Shiyu’s elbow speed had gotten faster—she hadn’t managed to dodge it.
A miscalculation.
“Have you been training?” she couldn’t help asking.
“Hmph,” An Shiyu replied with only a nasal sound instead of a proper response. When she looked at Ye Shuang again, her eyes were full of disdain. “Staring that intently—don’t tell me you do that at home with other girls’…”
At that thought, An Shiyu hugged her arms, as if she were getting goosebumps.
“I think there’s a misunderstanding,” Ye Shuang said, trying to explain when he saw her expression. “I was staring, yes, but I was spacing out just now.”
“Spacing out about what? How to use it?” An Shiyu seemed to calm down a little, probably because she didn’t think Ye Shuang was that kind of person. She asked, “Go on, why were you staring like that?”
“It’s complicated, but I was actually thinking about how to get inside,” Ye Shuang explained with a smile.
An Shiyu: “?”
Before Ye Shuang could finish, a leg in a stocking kicked toward him.
“Pervert.”
Then, his vision went dark.
…
…
When he opened his eyes again, Ye Shuang realized he was lying on a bed in the school clinic, his head still a bit dizzy.
“You’re awake?” a voice came from beside him. Ye Shuang glanced over and saw Anshi Yi sitting on the bed, holding a Nintendo Switch and tapping away at a game.
When she noticed he had woken up, she said, “Man, you were way too direct just now. Even if you wanted to use that thing to get inside, you shouldn’t have said it in front of her.”
“Sigh.” Ye Shuang rubbed his throbbing head. “I didn’t explain myself clearly.”
“Where’s Little Yu?”
“Oh, you probably won’t see her for a few days,” Anshi Yi replied, waving her game console. “That girl—hard to tell if she’s embarrassed or just mad. Girls really are troublesome creatures.”
“Says the one who’s also a girl.”
“My gender is Walmart plastic bag.”
“The domestic version hasn’t gotten that far ahead yet.” Ye Shuang quipped, pinching the bridge of his nose before asking, “Did you two… before?”
He paused, not sure what to ask.
After all, involving the clock meant there were probably some regrets, right?
But what exactly?
He still hadn’t fully figured out his ability to traverse timelines, nor did he know exactly how Yezi had come back to the present.
“That fabric,” he said.
“You like it that much?” Anshi Yi smirked. “So you’re a fetishist, Uncle? I really wouldn’t have guessed.”
“No, it’s just…”
Ye Shuang couldn’t exactly explain that a triangular piece of fabric involved a timeline-crossing clock. Never mind that the location was awkward—he was genuinely curious.
“Here, take it,” Anshi Yi suddenly said, holding it out.
Ye Shuang took it instinctively and saw that it was the triangular fabric.
“…” He glanced at it, only to find the clock had disappeared. He froze for a few seconds, wondering if the system had malfunctioned or if the trigger condition had vanished.
As he thought about it, his fingers felt the warmth of the fabric. “This… is it the same one from before?”
“Oh, that’s mine. Isn’t it the same?” Anshi Yi asked. “Enjoy it while it’s warm. Want me to help you?”
Ye Shuang: “…”
It felt like some huge misunderstanding had occurred.
No, this is basically treating me like a pervert now, isn’t it?!
Where did it all go wrong?
“Mine won’t do? They should be about the same, right?” Anshi Yi noticed his helpless, face-palming expression and was a bit puzzled. “Our bodies are pretty similar.”
“No,” Ye Shuang said, exasperated.
“Take it back then.”
“Oh?”
As rustling sounds filled the air, Ye Shuang averted his gaze. Anshi Yi, completely unbothered, put it back on and adjusted the folds of her skirt before asking, “Want me to steal hers for you?”
“Thanks, but no thanks,” Ye Shuang said. He felt that if this continued, he’d become nothing but a total creep in An Shiyu’s eyes. He’d rather not enter that timeline at all.
Still, he was curious about what was worth paying attention to inside it.
“Forget it, maybe later,” Ye Shuang said, just as Anshi Yi replied, “So you really do like that one, huh?”
Ye Shuang: “…”
Just as Anshi Yi had said, over the next few days, Ye Shuang didn’t see An Shiyu at all. Even at work, the assistant’s seat next to him was empty.
“Dad, why is Sister Fish gone?” Yezi asked curiously.
“There’s a little misunderstanding,” Ye Shuang said, sitting in his office and looking at the short-haired little girl in front of him. He could faintly see traces of An Shiyu in her features and grimaced, unsure how to explain the situation to such a young child.
“Dad, if you do something wrong, you should apologize properly,” Yezi said.
“Did I really do something wrong?” Ye Shuang thought about it. But the way he had been staring… it was indeed a bit…
Forget it, he’d just apologize to her.
After all, with her gone the past few days and no top-tier assistant around, his work efficiency had dropped a lot.
With that in mind, Ye Shuang opened An Shiyu’s chat window.
Ye Shuang: Can we talk?
Ye Shuang: There’s a misunderstanding.
Ye Shuang: You there, Little Yu? You’re probably seeing these messages, right?
An Shiyu usually replied very quickly, and Ye Shuang noticed the “typing…” indicator pop up for a moment, but it soon disappeared.
No reply either.
As he wondered what to say next, a location was suddenly sent his way.
An Shiyu: [Address: Yixin Couples Hotel]
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