483 and the Little Fish

Ye Shuang didn't know who the "madam" mentioned by An Shiyu's father was. At this moment, he only cared about the little girl in front of him.

She was truly a "little" fish.

At a young age, she looked tiny, with a fair and clean face like a small milk cake that could be kneaded into any shape. Although she had the exact same appearance as 483, Ye Shuang could immediately recognize her as An Shiyu.

Perhaps it was because of her dressing style. The experimental subject could only wear that plain white laboratory uniform.

"Let's go," Ye Shuang said.

"Okay," An Shiyu replied.

Ye Shuang led An Shiyu outside. He also noticed that An Shiyu was looking around curiously. However, when she noticed Ye Shuang's gaze, her little face showed a look of disdain. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"Nothing," Ye Shuang answered.

"Take me to the dormitory," An Shiyu said at this time.

"The dormitory..." Ye Shuang hesitated for a few seconds. To be precise, he actually didn't know where the dormitory was. He knew where his own dormitory was because he had lived there for a few days before. Maybe it was in that area.

Ye Shuang led An Shiyu to the dormitory area. He searched for a while and finally found the room with An Shiyu's name on it. To make it distinguishable, the door of the room was purple.

"Is it really here?" Ye Shuang was a bit surprised. At this time, An Shiyu was already feeling for the key. A few seconds later, she took out a key from her pocket and unlocked the door. Seeing Ye Shuang still standing outside, she didn't say much and just closed the door directly.

Ye Shuang: "..."

However, Ye Shuang didn't mind. After standing at the door for a few seconds, he turned around and went back to his own room.

After taking a simple shower, Ye Shuang lay in bed thinking about the matter of Anshi Yi. As sleepiness overwhelmed him and his consciousness gradually blurred, the sound of knocking on the door rang out again.

Ye Shuang didn't know who was knocking on the door. So, after simply putting on his clothes, he opened the door.

At first glance, Ye Shuang thought there was no one outside. When his gaze shifted downward, he noticed An Shiyu. "What's up?" he asked.

"Didn't you say you would take me out for a tour?" An Shiyu crossed her arms and said, "I'm hungry."

"Since you're hungry, I'll take you to get something to eat," Ye Shuang said.

As he said that, Ye Shuang led An Shiyu towards the cafeteria. The dining place wasn't far away, and soon the two of them arrived at their destination.

"..." An Shiyu's appearance attracted a lot of attention. A man frowned and said, "Ye, what are you doing taking the experimental subject around randomly?!"

"She is An Shiyu," Ye Shuang said.

As soon as Ye Shuang finished speaking, the man was stunned for a moment. Then, realizing he seemed to have said something wrong, he quickly turned his head away.

Ye Shuang was speechless. He took An Shiyu to the window and ordered a sushi meal.

"And a cola," Ye Shuang added, not forgetting to order a drink.

When these things were placed in front of An Shiyu, she looked a bit surprised. "These are all my favorite foods," she said.

"Really?" Ye Shuang smiled.

An Shiyu: "..."

She gave Ye Shuang a strange look for a few seconds and then began to enjoy her food. As if thinking of something, she suddenly asked, "What are those 'experimental subjects' you mentioned?"

"Don't you know?" Ye Shuang was a bit surprised.

"I don't know. How could I know?" An Shiyu said impatiently. "I only heard from my dad that I could get my illness treated here, so I came."

"I see..." Ye Shuang fell silent. He didn't know how to tell An Shiyu about this matter.

"You'll know in the future," he said.

"You're so annoying. Even the food has become unappetizing," An Shiyu said.

"Sorry..." Ye Shuang said.

Just as Ye Shuang finished speaking, An Shiyu seemed not to want to make things difficult for him. After a pause, she asked, "Is your name Ye?"

"You can also call me Ye Shuang," Ye Shuang replied.

"Ye Shuang? Are you the kind of person who lets others call you by your first name when you first meet? Well... it's really rare," An Shiyu said. After all, she had heard that the people from Sakura Country usually addressed each other by their surnames when they were not familiar.

However, An Shiyu didn't know much about Sakura Country. After all, she was from China.

An Shiyu said, "You, this four-eyes, are really a strange guy."

"I'm really sorry about that," Ye Shuang said, tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Huh? Can you speak Chinese?" An Shiyu was stunned for a moment because she had just spoken in Chinese.

"Yes, I can," Ye Shuang smiled.

"Aren't you from Sakura Country?"

"I..." Ye Shuang didn't know how to explain his identity for a moment. If An Shiyu blabbed something to An Shiyangqi, his situation would probably be quite troublesome, right?

"I like China, so I can speak Chinese," Ye Shuang could only come up with an excuse that wasn't too out of place. After all, it wasn't something strange to like Chinese culture.

"Really?" Maybe because Ye Shuang could speak Chinese, An Shiyu became a bit more interested. "You're really a strange guy."

"Thank you for the compliment," Ye Shuang said.

"Aren't you eating?" An Shiyu started to talk more.

"I'm not hungry," Ye Shuang said.

Ye Shuang chatted with her and thought to himself. If he could cure An Shiyu, would Anshi Yi not have to suffer anymore?

However...

He didn't have any memories of An Shiyu from the past. To be precise, the data for treating the heart was also in the An family's research institute in the original timeline.

It was almost impossible to reproduce it.

He didn't have that much time, nor could he take advantage of so many loopholes.

"I'm full," An Shiyu suddenly said while Ye Shuang was looking down and thinking.

"Good that you're full," Ye Shuang said.

"Can you play games?" An Shiyu asked.

"As for games, I know about games like 'Lao Oh Lao' and so on," Ye Shuang said, but then immediately realized that such games might not exist yet or were not very popular at this time.

"I've never heard of it," An Shiyu said. She took out a 3DS game console from her bag. "Do you play this? Pokémon Black and White."

"I don't play this," Ye Shuang smiled.

"Then translate it for me. I don't understand some of the content in it," An Shiyu said, pointing to the words on it. "It's all in Sakura language, and there isn't even a Chinese translation."

Ye Shuang was surprised. "You can't understand it?" he asked.

"I'm not from Sakura Country. I can understand a little, but I can't write or read it," An Shiyu gave Ye Shuang an impatient look.

"Okay," Ye Shuang said.

Ye Shuang then helped translate some of the item content. Looking at her concentrating on playing the game, Ye Shuang couldn't help but think that she was already a young internet game enthusiast at such a young age.

However, the sight of 483 in the laboratory facing that TV made Ye Shuang's mood a bit heavy.

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