Just as the two were talking and passing by, a breathtakingly beautiful girl stood casually with a smile on the side of the corridor, as if enjoying the scenery.

"The weather really is nice today~"

As the two passed by, the girl continued speaking nonchalantly in her skylark-like voice.

However, in the very next second, Ye Shiyu and Mori Yana continued walking and chatting without stopping.

"..."

Feeling ignored, Bai Yi’s smile stiffened on her face.

She immediately broke her calm, pouting as she looked at their backs.

Ha?!

This, this, this...

Is this right?

"Ahem ahem..."

Seeing this, Bai Yi, unwilling to give up, casually walked forward, passing by them again while lightly coughing.

"Oh, Senior Sister Ye, there’s a new milk tea flavor that’s super tasty, you must try it!"

"Okay..."

Still haven’t noticed?!

Then why did you use me as an example just now?!

I thought you recognized me?!

Seeing the two still unmoved, Bai Yi stood on the spot, gritting her teeth.

Originally, she had a strange sense of triumph over Ye Shiyu due to consuming Yan Huan’s presence entirely, but it vanished at this moment.

She was at a loss for what to do, eventually standing still and speaking softly,

"Wait!"

"?"

As she spoke, Ye Shiyu finally realized that someone was looking at her from behind while walking.

She paused slightly, turning back alongside Mori Yana, and met the gaze of the beautiful girl behind them,

"My name is Bai Yi. I’ve heard you’re running for the student council? Maybe I can help?"

Lie.

In fact, Bai Yi was just finding an excuse to create a chance to talk to Ye Shiyu, trying to see if she could trigger her memory.

To be honest, Bai Yi felt that given Ye Shiyu’s personality and image... hmm, even with her full support, Ye Shiyu would be difficult to elect.

Unless she used hypnosis.

"Bai... Bai Yi? Ah, you’re that Bai Yi?!"

Upon hearing Bai Yi’s name, Mori Yana widened her eyes instantly, excitedly turning to poke Ye Shiyu’s shoulder,

"Senior Sister Ye, she’s the big celebrity I just mentioned!"

Bai Yi...

Bai Yi smiled and nodded, but then inexplicably felt a bit nervous, looking at Ye Shiyu and analyzing her expression, trying to find any small trace.

This morning, Yan Huan mentioned that although he had forgotten her before, he always responded upon hearing her name.

By extension, Ye Shiyu might react the same way.

"..."

Hearing Bai Yi’s introduction, Ye Shiyu’s scrutinizing gaze immediately swept over.

Here comes!

Bai Yi grew tense as she faced the first reunion with Ye Shiyu after memory loss.

After a brief second of observation, Ye Shiyu paused slightly.

Following that...

Upon seeing Bai Yi for the first time, Ye Shiyu’s expressionless face seemed to abruptly break apart...

"Pfft..."

She actually instinctively curled her lips a bit?!

"???!!!"

Seeing this, Bai Yi, who had been hoping for Ye Shiyu to recall something, felt her face suddenly heat up.

Ye Shiyu, what have you altered?!

...

...

"Hey, President Yan, you’re here!"

At the entrance of Class C, second year.

A girl saw Yan Huan approaching and greeted him.

Yan Huan smiled slightly and glanced inside the classroom.

He had come to find Aria since she had mentioned preparing something surprising yesterday on the plane, which had piqued his interest.

Moreover, the world’s timeline has altered multiple times due to their previous actions, so he wanted to confirm what kind of memories Aria had to help everyone recall Bai Yi’s story.

But after scanning around, he didn’t see Aria.

"Hmm, is Aria not here yet?"

He then asked a female classmate nearby.

"Spencer was here, but after arriving, he went out almost immediately, seemingly heading to the first-year section..."

First-year section?

Could there be someone Aria knows among the freshmen?

This made Yan Huan more curious about what she meant by "surprise."

But, Aria’s not here, nor is An Le...

"What about An Le? Has she gone out or hasn’t arrived yet?"

"Hey, An Le is here, she’s inside."

"?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan was somewhat surprised and quickly looked toward the classroom.

"Look, her seat is over there."

"Over there..."

The direction the girl beside him pointed was precisely the corner by the window.

As Yan Huan’s gaze followed the girl’s finger in that direction, as his eyes moved from the door to the window, his view strangely began to darken...

Clearly, it should have been a very bright spot by the window, but at this moment, it seemed as though there was a dark aura that only Yan Huan could see, flowing and consuming the light and sunlight.

And right in the center of that boundless gloom, there was a girl in a school uniform with black hair that seemed to float anti-gravitationally, accentuating her obscured face as if she were Satan.

Yan Huan saw her holding a calendar, with a marker in hand.

On the calendar, beneath the dates of who-knows-how-many days recently, there was a crimson "X" drawn on each day.

He didn’t know exactly how many days, but it looked densely packed.

"Hmm, I wonder what she’s doing with that calendar... Do you see it, President Yan?"

"Gulp..."

The girl beside him didn’t understand why An Le drew an X on the calendar every day, but Yan Huan’s eyes widened as he swallowed a gulp of saliva.

"No... it’s nothing..."

Especially since, just last night, he had...

If An Le found out, he feared...

Yan Huan wiped nonexistent sweat from his forehead, forced a smile, and walked towards "hell."

"An Le."

"Ah?"

Upon hearing Yan Huan’s voice beside her, the haunting aura An Le unconsciously emitted immediately retracted within her, vanishing without a trace.

With surprise, she turned to look at Yan Huan, her cute face turning slightly red,

"Xiao... Xiao Huan?"

She shyly stood up, quietly hiding the calendar filled with red Xs beside her, yet said,

"Is your health alright now? Earlier you seemed... so scary..."

"It’s all good now."

"Oh, that’s good... Aria just went out, seems like she made a new friend, someone named Xiyue..."

Xiyue?

Yan Huan blinked but shook his head, looking at An Le,

"I came to find you."

"!!"

On hearing this, An Le pursed her lips, her briefly lowered head and eyes sparkling with secret delight.

Happily, she immediately walked toward Yan Huan, and upon getting close, her eyes instantly glowed red.

Her little hand trembled, lifting several times, but shyly withdrawing before touching, making her seem somewhat flustered...

Like a fierce beast eyeing a delicacy right in front of it yet unable to lay a hand on it.

"Then... let’s talk outside... Xiao Huan..."

"...Sure."

Yan Huan’s lips stiffened slightly, and he hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Once outside, with fewer people around, Yan Huan tentatively asked,

"By the way, An Le, does the name ’Bai Yi’ ring a bell for you?"

"Bai Yi?"

Upon hearing it was a girl’s name, An Le’s words softened, yet her eyes instantly locked onto Yan Huan’s face, gauging his reaction to bringing up the name.

But as Yan Huan looked at her, she blinked, instantly appearing innocuous,

"No... but it seems a bit... hmm... familiar?"

"Familiar, hmm... I see."

Yan Huan nodded, and from the corner of his eye, he saw her shoulder where a Little Thumb revealed its form.

It seemed to have just woken up, flicking its tongue to sniff around, then showing a surprised expression, instinctively saying,

"Huh? Did Yan Huan go to your house after I slept last night?"

"Ah? No... no..."

"Then why does Yan Huan smell of Rhododendron..."

Before the words were finished, Yan Huan grabbed Little Thumb’s head.

"Ah ah, Xiao... Xiao Huan?"

An Le was startled, while Yan Huan did not even glance at the Little Thumb sticking out its tongue and muttering "I’m gonna die, gonna die," but instead asks with a smile,

"By the way, An Le, is your dad still at home?"

At these words, An Le seemed to realize something, her face immediately turning a soft red.

The bloodthirsty look in her eyes intensified for a moment before she softly replied,

"School’s started so Dad is relieved and already left... I was thinking of asking you for dinner tonight... I’m good at cooking..."

As she spoke, her lively eyes inadvertently swept Yan Huan up and down.

At that moment, the calendar full of red Xs seemed to have accumulated into a terrifying flood, materially rushing toward Yan Huan.

"Gulp..."

Feeling An Le’s fervent gaze, the smile on Yan Huan’s face froze slightly.

Just last night, and again today...

Unsure if he could bear it...

Yan Huan touched his waist, thinking so.