If Ji Sheng had the memories of the future before the car accident happened……

“Brother Ji.” The assistant quickly buckled his seat belt and started the car, looking at Ji Sheng in the rearview mirror and saying in surprise and joy, “You’re going out today!”

He was really happy. Since his wrist injury, Ji Sheng had stopped working and had never left his apartment; the little assistant visited him several times, and he was listless and looked very depressed.

There were many artists in the circle who became mentally unstable because of the fallout. The assistant was worried that Ji Sheng might not be able to think straight and suffer from psychological problems

“Going out for a stroll.” Ji Sheng said, “And finding someone by the way.”

“Okay.” It was a good thing to be willing to come out. The assistant said holding the steering wheel, ”Brother Sheng’s crew is a bit far away. It takes an hour to drive over there, so you can have a nap…”

“Who said I’m going to see him?” Ji Sheng frowned.

“Ah?” The assistant was stunned, “Then where are we going?”

Ji Sheng reported an address: “Go here.”

The place was in the middle of nowhere. It was a long distance away from Sheng Kongzhi’s crew. The assistant vaguely had an impression that it was a TV station, and Xie Xuanming was recording a program there today.

But what did Ji Sheng want from Xie Xuanming?

Didn’t they fall out because of the casting of the TV series before?

The assistant was confused, but still drove the car to the TV station.

In the back seat, Ji Sheng pressed his temples.

A few days ago, he fell in the shower and knocked his head. He originally thought he would be okay after a while. Who could have imagined that this knock was like opening his eyes of the Heaven’s way and a large piece of memory that he didn’t have before would be stuffed in his head.

That memory was related to him. In it, he seemed to have died and come back to life, and finally came together with Xie Xuanming.

Ji Sheng was in a daze for a few days and then boldly ventured a guess based on the reality and the increasingly clear memories — he had not just banged his head, but had memories from the future.

As he confirmed this idea more and more, the memories of the future fused together with his emotions, and Ji Sheng had lived several years in just a few days.

When the avalanche of memories ended, Ji Sheng clutched his head in a bout of pain and then rushed to Xie Xuanming right away.

“Teacher Xie, thank you for your hard work.” The program director bowed to Xie Xuanming, “Thank you for your cooperation. The recording is over. We will send the edited version within a week. If you see anything that needs to be changed, please contact us.”

The director’s rare humility attracted the attention of other staff but when they saw the young man standing in front of the director, they figured out what was going on.

After all, the director was facing the youngest movie star in the circle and the current hot celebrity.

Xie Xuanming had soared up the ranks, yet he still kept his promise to participate in the humble program he had previously promised to record, and the program team was flattered and naturally treated him with courtesy.

“Okay, you have worked hard too.” Xie Xuanming nodded lightly.

He removed his makeup and followed the agent to the underground parking lot.

The staff caught up with them and said that there was something to discuss, so the agent stayed behind briefly and Xie Xuanming got in the car first.

Sitting in the seat of the nanny car, Xie Xuanming closed the door smoothly. His blank expression had just relaxed, haze and fatigue had not yet surfaced but the cold stern look was eased up a little.

There was a soft sound in the back seat, tiny, but enough to be captured.

Xie Xuanming opened his eyes abruptly and quickly grabbed without turning back.

He caught someone and squeezed hard.

“Hiss!” The man who was clutched by him cried out in pain.

Xie Xuanming was about to continue to drag the man forward, but when he heard this sound, his body suddenly froze and his hand shook as if electrocuted.

Ji Sheng took the opportunity to break free from the grip, retracted his hand vigorously, blew on the red marks on his forearm twice, raised his eyes and scolded: “You almost gripped the wound, why are you pressing so hard?”

He spoke in the tone “Ji Sheng” was using to talk to Xie Xuanming in his “memory”, which sounded very uncomfortable to Xie Xuanming’s ears at this moment.

“I thought it was a sisheng…” Xie Xuanming glanced at his wrist and replied instinctively while confirming that he hadn’t touched Ji Sheng’s injury. He didn’t react until halfway through the sentence, and changed the topic with a cold face, “What are you doing here?”

Since Ji Sheng gave up the role in the TV series for Sheng Kongzhi, which angered Xie Xuanming, the two had not contacted each other for a long time.

Xie Xuanming didn’t go looking for him, nor did he expect Ji Sheng to come to him.

But Ji Sheng was here now.

“To see you.” Ji Sheng said without raising his eyes.

“…why do you want to see me?”

“Missed you.”

“……”

Xie Xuanming glanced at the back seat, then turned his head sharply and looked out the window: “Is Li Tan here, or Sheng Kongzhi?”

“No, they are not.” Ji Sheng stretched out his hand unceremoniously and turned his head back, “Just me.”

Xie Xuanming’s head was turned as if he was a dummy mannequin, his body and expression also as cold and hard as plaster.

“Give me the phone.” Ji Sheng took his hand off Xie Xuanming’s head and spread it out in front of him.

Xie Xuanming remained motionless.

“I knew you wouldn’t give it.” Ji Sheng sighed and retracted his hand, taking out something from his pocket, “Fortunately, I was prepared…”

Xie Xuanming’s gaze moved down; what Ji Sheng was holding in his hand was his mobile phone.

“…when did you get it?”

“Just now.” Ji Sheng turned on his phone in front of him.

Xie Xuan remembered that Ji Sheng and Su Jing had learned a few crooked ways back then and had also wanted to teach him enthusiastically, but Xie Xuanming himself was too oppressive by nature. As long as he got close to people, he would scare them away…

“Um… facial recognition.” Ji Sheng muttered, suddenly raising his hand to Xie Xuanming’s face, “Smile.”

Xie Xuanming squinted when the light on the screen shone at him, and when he opened his eyes again, Ji Sheng was already doing something with the unlocked mobile phone.

“What are you doing? Xie Xuanming stared down at him and asked in a cold voice, but had no intention of making a move to stop him.

“Doing something big.” Ji Sheng chuckled twice, very maliciously.

Xie Xuanming watched him pull ”Ji Sheng” out of the address book and WeChat blacklist, then lock the phone and hand it over.

“Here.”

Xie Xuanming didn’t move for a second and finally took it.

“Now that you have seen me, you can go.”

“Won’t go.” Ji Sheng leaned back in the seat very comfortably, “I want to go home with you.”

“…get out of the car.”

“You have been to my place, why can’t I go to yours?”

“Get out of the car.”

“I can’t afford to pay the rent.”

“I’ll transfer money to you, get out of the car.”

“…” Ji Sheng looked at Xie Xuanming who was wearing a cold look and sighed, “Sheng Kongzhi will go back to the dormitory tonight, I don’t want to see him.”

“……”

A few minutes later, the agent got in the car, fastened his seat belt, raised his eyes and was startled by a smiley face in the rearview mirror.

“This is… Ji Sheng?” The agent was shocked, “Why are you here…”

“Go back to the dormitory.” Xie Xuanming interrupted.

The Xie family neither objected nor approved of Xie Xuanming’s entry into the entertainment industry. He was originally a brought-home son, and living decently was the Xie family’s greatest requirement for him.

But no attitude did not mean no effort. In order to maintain the “good father-son relationship” with Xie Xuanming, his father generously invested in a company for him, and Xie Xuanming’s so-called “dormitory” was in a high-level residential area near the river.

It was the first time Ji Sheng entered Xie Xuanming’s residence. He had no memory of this large flat, so he looked around curiously.

Xie Xuanming walked into the room as if he couldn’t see Ji Sheng’s eyes drifting around, took some clothes and a big towel, and came out to hand them to Ji Sheng.

“A change of clothes.” Xie Xuanming said, “The towel and underwear are unused.”

“Thank you.” Ji Sheng took them.

“I want to take a shower, you use the guest bath.”

Throwing off these words, Xie Xuanming turned and went into the bathroom.

Ji Sheng stood still, raising the clothes to the tip of his nose.

A light mint smell.

It hadn’t changed from the time he was a teenager to his future memories.

When Xie Xuanming came out after washing, he didn’t see anyone in the living room. He glanced at the guest bathroom, and there were no traces of it being used.

There was a rustling sound in the study, and Xie Xuanming took two steps to that side, leaning slightly against the half-open door, and looked in.

Xie Xuanming was not surprised when he saw Ji Sheng squatting in front of the cabinet and rummaging through the documents.

Everything happened for a reason.

What kind of person was Ji Sheng, what he could do for Sheng Kongzhi, what he had done for Qingchu, how he had discarded him.

How could Xie Xuanming not be clear about this?

But being clear did not mean that you would not be hurt.

Ji Sheng rummaged through the contents of the cabinet with his head lowered until he finally found what he wanted at the bottom of the cabinet. His eyes lit up and he was about to take it out, but his arm was grabbed.

He turned back to meet Xie Xuanming’s indifferent eyes.

He grabbed Ji Sheng’s left arm and raised it unquestionably, revealing the true nature of the object in his hand.

Scotch.

Xie Xuanming was taken aback.

It was not a contract document as expected, but a large roll of scotch tape.

“What are you doing with this?”

“Waterproof.” Ji Sheng was puzzled by his grabbing, but still answered honestly, “The wound is easy to get infected when it touches the water.”

When his eyes fell on the scar on Ji Sheng’s other wrist, the grip instantly relaxed. Xie Xuanming let go of his hand and stood up straighter, his expression unreadable.

“You just use tape to waterproof?”

“Yeah.” Ji Sheng said, “Don’t mind it, ah, tape tied to paper towels, the waterproof effect is very good.”

“……”

Xie Xuanming didn’t think it would work.

Xie Xuanming felt that Ji Sheng would put himself in the hospital again sooner or later.

Ten minutes later, the gossiping paparazzi squatting at the door of Xie Xuanming’s community photographed Emperor Xie driving out in a hurry with his hair wet. Just as they thought they had a big story, Emperor Xie, wearing pyjamas, came out of a pharmacy and turned back to the community the same way.

Ji Sheng took a shower with plastic film tied with a gauze to keep the water out. He came out of the bathroom refreshed and saw Xie Xuanming sitting on the sofa reading a script.

This scene had happened countless times in his  “memory”, and Ji Sheng paused, filled with a sense of warmth of “this is how it should be”.

As he stood still in the corridor, Xie Xuanming also noticed him coming out and looked up.

The warm orange light shone softly on Ji Sheng, who had appeared countless times in his dreams, warm, moist and wearing his pyjamas.

The dreams were unattainable, but Ji Sheng was actually in front of him.

Xie Xuanming was in a daze for a moment, and his expression softened with that light.

“You……”

“I……”

The two spoke at the same time, collided and shut up tacitly.

After a moment of silence, Xie Xuanming nodded and motioned to Ji Sheng to speak first.

Ji Sheng was about to speak, but was interrupted by a mobile phone on the side.

“Sheng Kongzhi calling!”

The cold mechanical voice screamed loudly.

Ji Sheng: “……”

He regretted that he had set the ringtone to announce the person’s name for convenience.

When he looked up, Xie Xuanming’s face sank as expected, and the peace just now was gone.

The phone was still ringing. Ji Sheng hurriedly walked over and quickly hung up.

“Why is he calling me, ha…ha…”

Before the awkward laugh was over, the phone once again let out a loud chant.

“Sheng Kongzhi calling!”

Ji Sheng snapped and hung up again.

But this was not over yet.

“Sheng Kongzhi calling!”

“Sheng Kongzhi call…”

“Sheng Kong……”

The phone rang again and again; Xie Xuanming’s eyes were as cold as ice, and Ji Sheng’s scalp was numb from the look he gave him, making him feel that he was more wronged than Dou E.

“Sheng—”

This time, Ji Sheng picked up the call, and without waiting for the other party to speak, took a long breath and shouted at the other side with all his strength.

“Get lost!!!!”

So fierce that he couldn’t recognise his own voice…

Like an unlucky man who had just gone bankrupt and found out that his wife had run off with someone else and his son was not his own.

Xie Xuanming was also shocked by this roar that shook mountains and rivers. He was stunned for a moment but still tried to straighten his face and looked at Ji Sheng with an inscrutable expression.

But he soon couldn’t hold it.

Ji Sheng, who had just demonstrated a roar of the Lion King, hung up the phone and switched his persona in a second, lowering his head and laughing twice in a gentle and shy manner.

“I’ve done washing, shall I sleep in the guest room, or…”

His gaze drifted leisurely towards Xie Xuanming, ambiguity encircling his body.

Xie Xuanming could not help taking a step back.

He must have knocked his brains out in the shower, Xie Xuanming thought with an ugly face.

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