Dream, or Reality

The next day, when Mo Xuan and Luo Shiya arrived together, Mo Xuan was quite surprised to see Shangguan Meng.

He had been honest with Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi, mentioning that one of his high school classmates worked at this hospital as a psychologist.

The Luo Corporation had shares in this hospital, and Luo Shiya had specifically looked into Shangguan Meng’s background. She came from a scholarly family, with both parents being highly educated intellectuals.

Moreover, when Mo Xuan mentioned Shangguan Meng, his tone was straightforward, filled with admiration and respect, but there was no hint of any other emotions.

He had indeed considered reaching out to Shangguan Meng, but Luo Shiya had arranged for him to see the leading authority in psychological therapy at this hospital. Mo Xuan also felt it would be too impolite to trouble a classmate he hadn’t seen in a long time and rarely kept in touch with.

Strictly speaking, Mo Xuan had only thought of trying to recover his memories after seeing his classmate’s name on a flyer and feeling a wave of nostalgia.

“Long time no see, Shangguan,” Mo Xuan greeted her naturally, his tone as casual as it had always been. Shangguan Meng smiled and glanced at Luo Shiya, who was standing beside Mo Xuan, her eyes fixed solely on him. She asked softly, “Long time no see. Is this…?”

“Yes, my girlfriend…”

Mo Xuan’s reply was somewhat vague, as his relationship with Luo Muqi added a layer of complexity to the situation.

Shangguan Meng was even more confused. Could it really be that absurd—sisters sharing a man?

Luo Shiya finally shifted her gaze to Shangguan Meng. With just one look, Luo Shiya could tell that Shangguan Meng had feelings for Mo Xuan, or at least held him in high regard.

However, Luo Shiya simply smiled and extended her hand to Shangguan Meng, saying, “Hello, Dr. Shangguan. I’ve heard Xiao Xuan mention you. You were high school classmates, right?”

Shangguan Meng was momentarily flustered but still shook Luo Shiya’s hand. The touch was icy cold, and the stunning woman’s smile seemed oddly unsettling, making Shangguan Meng feel uncomfortable.

After a brief exchange, the professor spoke with Mo Xuan for a while, asking about the state of his past memories.

“Familiar, but it’s like something is holding them back,” Mo Xuan replied after some thought. “Shiya and… *ahem*… we’ve tried before, but even looking at old photos doesn’t bring back any memories.”

He had almost mentioned Luo Muqi without realizing it. Mo Xuan hadn’t yet noticed how deeply Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi had integrated into his life. Unconsciously, everything about him seemed tied to them.

“Vice President Luo, has Mr. Mo tried hypnosis to recover his memories before?”

Luo Shiya shook her head, then let out a bitter laugh. “No, the doctors at the time recommended a conservative approach. They weren’t sure what the consequences of hypnosis or medical stimulation of the brain might be, and I couldn’t bear the thought of risking it. But he’s had a recent check-up, and since he wants to try, I’m supportive.”

The professor frowned. Cases like Mo Xuan’s were rare, as they were caused by damage to the memory neurons. He had reviewed the treatment reports Luo Shiya provided but wasn’t entirely sure if this approach was appropriate.

“Alright, Vice President Luo, we’ll take a conservative approach and gradually attempt hypnosis to recover his memories,” the professor said after some thought. “During this period, I’ll have Dr. Shangguan assist me. As his high school classmate, you should have a good understanding of his background.”

Shangguan Meng nodded and continued to take notes.

She couldn’t lie to herself—she still had feelings for Mo Xuan. She had liked him since they were young, but he had never crossed any boundaries, and she, out of shyness, had never given him any hints.

Shangguan Meng was different from Su Yanran. Her feelings were pure, and now, seeing Mo Xuan being cherished by someone else, though it still hurt, she genuinely wished him happiness.

However, the relationship between Mo Xuan, Luo Shiya, and Luo Muqi was something she couldn’t quite wrap her head around…

After further discussions about Mo Xuan’s physical and mental condition, the professor asked Luo Shiya and Shangguan Meng to step out. He would proceed with the first session of hypnosis, attempting to recover Mo Xuan’s recent memories.

“We’ll start with a test. If it goes well, the next session will involve deeper hypnosis,” the professor explained to Luo Shiya. “During this period, it’s best to ensure Mr. Mo remains in good health and in a relaxed state. That might improve the results.”

Luo Shiya nodded, then leaned down and gently kissed Mo Xuan, who was already half-reclined in the chair. She smiled softly and said, “It’s okay, Xiao Xuan. Just think of it as taking a nap and having a dream.”

Then, Luo Shiya and Shangguan Meng left the professor’s office one after the other. As soon as Shangguan Meng closed the door, Luo Shiya suddenly asked, “You like him, don’t you?”

Shangguan Meng’s hand trembled slightly. The feeling was unpleasant, as if she had been caught red-handed by his girlfriend.

“I can tell. I pay close attention to anything related to him,” Luo Shiya said with a smile. “A crush, right?”

Luo Shiya was always particularly alert when it came to women who got close to Mo Xuan. Besides, she had a background in psychology herself, and in some ways, Shangguan Meng might not even match up to her.

With just one look at Shangguan Meng’s gaze toward Mo Xuan, Luo Shiya had pieced it together.

Shangguan Meng didn’t dare to look up at Luo Shiya. She hadn’t expected this woman to be so perceptive, forgetting that women understand women best, especially someone as sensitive as Luo Shiya when it came to Mo Xuan.

“You… you don’t have to worry. I never intended to interfere with his life…”

Shangguan Meng lowered her head. Though she had become more confident since becoming a psychologist, her naturally introverted personality still left her feeling somewhat at a loss in this situation.

“It’s fine. I can’t just lose my temper because someone has a crush on him, can I?”

Though I really want to…

Luo Shiya thought to herself, but her expression remained unchanged. She continued with a faint smile, “You’ll be helping out a lot during this period.”

Shangguan Meng couldn’t help but feel a bitter smile inside. Compared to Su Yanran, this heiress was much more composed.

In the past, Su Yanran had privately warned Shangguan Meng, and her attitude had been rather off-putting.

Looking at Luo Shiya now, perhaps this was what they called the calm of the rightful partner. Moreover, the way Mo Xuan felt about her—having witnessed his high school romance with Su Yanran—Shangguan Meng could clearly see that his feelings for Luo Shiya and Luo Muqi were distinctly different from the past.

Back then, when she saw Mo Xuan reluctantly dealing with Su Yanran, Shangguan Meng had even thought about stealing him away, feeling that Su Yanran didn’t always deserve him.

But now, though she still felt a pang of jealousy, she was mostly happy, believing that Mo Xuan had found the right person to love.

Of course, if she knew that Luo Shiya had just been contemplating how to transfer her out of this hospital, or even considering illegal measures if she dared to cling to Mo Xuan like Su Yanran had, she might not have felt that way…

When Mo Xuan woke up from the hypnosis, he and the professor exchanged glances, both lost in thought.

The professor, being an authority in this field, had just guided Mo Xuan through an attempt to recover his recent memories. At first, everything seemed normal, but then things took a turn… for the unusual.

The professor wasn’t sure how to describe it and simply handed Mo Xuan a record, then patted his shoulder without a word.

In truth, Mo Xuan didn’t even need the professor’s notes. He vividly remembered the memories he had forgotten—two women by his side, repeatedly giving him what felt like commands.

Without exception, they were telling him not to leave them, to always stay by their side.

The sensation was strange, as if he were in a dream, yet everything felt incredibly real.

Even now, Mo Xuan couldn’t help but wonder—had he actually experienced this, or… was it just a dream?

“You’ve… been hypnotized before,” the professor said, removing his thick glasses and rubbing his forehead. “This is a form of subconscious psychological suggestion, altering your cognition to some extent…”

The professor already had the answer in his mind, and he even felt a pang of regret. It seemed he had taken on a patient he shouldn’t have…