I Lost My Memory After Divorcing With the Big Shot

Chapter 23.2

The truth pt.2

Translated by Lilac
Edited by Lilac

After discussing the plan to buy an alpaca, the two of them held hands and returned to the living room to join everyone for the meal.

During the meal, the group casually discussed some business matters, using many professional terms that went over Wen Zhi’s head.

However, Si Mingchen remained mostly silent, listening attentively. He spent most of his time serving Wen Zhi, refilling his plate and helping him peel crabs.

When the topic of wine came up, Sheng Qi suddenly said to Wen Zhi, “Wen Zhi, remember to bring those two bottles of 45-year-old Romanée-Conti from home for our next gathering. Let’s enjoy them together.”

Chen Yu and the others burst into laughter simultaneously.

Wen Zhi, being straightforward, said, “Sure.”

Taking the opportunity, Chen Yu said, “Mingchen, Wen Zhi agreed. Next time, don’t forget to bring the wine, not the puppy.”

Even the foolish Wen Zhi could tell that these people had been thinking about these two bottles of wine for a long time. He immediately changed his statement, “I will bring one bottle then. I have to leave one for Si Si.”

Upon hearing Wen Zhi’s cheesy nickname, Chen Yu and the others teased, raising their eyebrows and winking. “Si Si? That nickname is so cute~”

Wen Zhi leaned his head on Si Mingchen’s arm and frowned at Chen Yu, “That’s my nickname, you’re not allowed to call him that.”

This time, even the usually serious Sang Yu couldn’t help but chuckle.

Si Mingchen didn’t mind and smirked, sharing the peeled crab meat with Wen Zhi.

“Where are there any 45-year-old Romanée-Conti? You drank both of the only two bottles.

Wen Zhi froze and his voice grew smaller. “I didn’t… I just used your two bottles to treat Xiao Ming and the others.”

Si Mingchen tilted his head, lowered his voice almost to Wen Zhi’s ear, and said, “Hmm, the two bottles you picked were the ones.”

Wen Zhi instantly blushed and stumbled over his words. “I didn’t know… I’ll buy you new ones.”

Si Mingchen whispered to him, “It’s okay, we still have half a bottle. But don’t tell them.”

Wen Zhi’s face was burning, enjoying the thrill of secretly discussing with Si Mingchen.

To outsiders, it seemed like these two were shamelessly displaying their affection and flirting shamelessly.

Chen Yu felt more and more uncomfortable as he watched. “Alright, you two, that’s enough. It’s too cheesy.”

Sheng Qi said, “So, Mingchen’s precious wine is gone?”

Wen Zhi apologized, feeling embarrassed, “I just grabbed two bottles that day, and it happened to be that one.”

Chen Yu sighed in pain, “You have a good eye.”

With that matter settled, after finishing their meal, Sang Yu took everyone to the game room to follow their usual routine.

Wen Zhi didn’t know how to play and heard that Sang Yu’s backyard had introduced many foreign flowers and plants. He wanted to go and take a look for himself, so he said, “Si Si, you guys go ahead and play. I’ll go to the backyard for a stroll.”

Si Mingchen stood up, “I’ll go with you.”

Although Wen Zhi was happy, he still had concerns about Si Mingchen’s friends. “You guys go ahead, I’ll just wander around and snack.”

Si Mingchen still put on his coat. “It’s dark outside. I’ll accompany you.”

Chen Yu and the others watched the two leaving and shook their heads at each other.

The clothes Wen Zhi was wearing were a warm vest given to him by Sang Yu.

Walking in Sang Yu’s backyard, the scent of flowers and plants filled the air.

Sang’s garden was almost the size of ten football fields, with various types of plants.

Although Si Mingchen said it was dark outside, it wasn’t too bad. The lights in Sang’s courtyard emitted a gentle warm white color, rendering the night serene and cozy.

Wen Zhi wandered among the plants, like a lively deer that had wandered into the dark night.

In this setting, Wen Zhi felt it was incredibly romantic.

He smiled and turned back. “Si Si, do you know that I had a wish in high school related to you?”

Si Mingchen cooperatively shook his head. “I don’t know.”

Wen Zhi put his hands behind his back and walked towards Si Mingchen in the dual light of the moonlight and the street lamps.

“My dad once said that on my coming-of-age ceremony, he would invite all my good friends to celebrate with me. I used to imagine that if we were together, I would definitely invite you to dance on my birthday.”

Si Mingchen’s eyes showed a hint of emotion, then he slightly lowered his gaze. “Unfortunately, I didn’t wait for you to invite me to dance.”

Wen Zhi held his hand. “Then, would you be willing to dance with me here?”

After saying that, he added self-consciously, “Of course, it’s a bit childish.”

Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi and raised his hand. “Sure.”

The soft light and shadow of the street lamps on both sides, on the open lawn in the center of the garden, Wen Zhi placed his hand on Si Mingchen’s shoulder and danced the waltz with him.

Wen Zhi wasn’t good at ballroom dancing, especially the female steps, which felt unfamiliar to him.

Si Mingchen noticed his awkward footwork and whispered, “Let me lead the female steps.”

Wen Zhi nodded gratefully and stepped forward, hugging Si Mingchen’s waist. “Your waist muscles are good, quite sturdy.”

Si Mingchen restrained an accommodating smile and remained silent.

The height difference between the two was quite noticeable, and their dance steps seemed a bit comical when they switched roles. But Wen Zhi thought it was still good. While hugging Si Mingchen’s waist, he couldn’t resist teasing and pinching him.

Si Mingchen, of course, could sense these playful actions, but he didn’t stop Wen Zhi, allowing him to have his fun.

In the chess room, Sang Yu was bored and glanced into the distance, coincidentally catching sight of this scene.

Chen Yu and the others followed Sang Yu’s gaze.

“Wow, Si Mingchen is actually dancing the female steps.”

“Hahaha, Wen Zhi is tiptoeing.”

“It’s quite romantic, like a ball where they’re role-playing as princess and prince.”

“I didn’t expect Xiao Si to have a girlish heart.”

Sang Yu walked to the window. “I’ll have to inspect my flower garden later. If one is damaged, Si Mingchen will have to compensate.”

Chen Yu nodded in approval. “Sounds fair.”

The fragrance of flowers surrounded the two of them. Soft music played on Wen Zhi’s phone, one melody after another, showing no sign of stopping.

Si Mingchen asked, “Wen Zhi, is your Penguin Space still active?”

Wen Zhi shook his head. “Since you mentioned that stealing crops is no longer popular, I haven’t logged in.”

Thinking about the password of that album and considering for a while, Si Mingchen said, “In your album, there’s a collection named ‘My Forever Favorite.'”

Wen Zhi didn’t catch Si Mingchen’s underlying meaning and casually said, “It’s about you.”

Si Mingchen’s eyes flickered. “That album was created during your university years. Was your favorite during that time still me?”

Wen Zhi sensed a hint of sourness and looked up at Si Mingchen. “Did you open the album?”

Si Mingchen replied, “It has a password.”

Wen Zhi asked, “Our birthdays?”

Si Mingchen said, “No.”

Wen Zhi asked again, “My mom’s birthday?”

Si Mingchen: “Neither.”

Wen Zhi mumbled curiously, “That shouldn’t be. The passwords I’ve had from childhood until now have always been various family members’ birthdays. There has never been an exception.”

The music gradually stopped, and Si Mingchen held Wen Zhi’s hand without letting go. “Could it be that it’s someone else’s birthday?”

In fact, Si Mingchen had tried Sang Qi’s birthday that night, but it didn’t work either.

Wen Zhi shivered all over, his mind filled with countless possibilities.

Although his unwavering love for Si Mingchen was evident, he had lost his memory after all. Could it be that he had actually had a boyfriend during his university days?

Avoiding Si Mingchen’s gaze, Wen Zhi secretly and stealthily opened his phone to log into his Penguin Space.

Si Mingchen just watched, his eyes sweeping over the phone screen. He was curious, did Wen Zhi think he was foolish? Did he really believe that his obvious little actions could go unnoticed?

Wen Zhi skillfully opened the folder with nonsensical filenames, but unfortunately, he couldn’t remember the password himself.

Fortunately, he could reset the password by answering the security question.

At that moment, the security question popped up: “Please enter the name of your first love.”

Wen Zhi glanced at Si Mingchen guiltily, then wrote down his name.

The prompt appeared on the screen: “Incorrect security answer.”

Wen Zhi’s heart raced, and his hands began to tremble.

Si Mingchen stared at him and then sighed softly, shifting his gaze elsewhere. “I’ve never dated you so how could your first love be me?”

Wen Zhi’s voice was barely audible, like a mosquito. “I don’t know who it could be.”

Si Mingchen remained composed. “Try Sang Qi.”

Wen Zhi muttered, “There’s no way it could be him

Si Mingchen didn’t respond; he simply watched Wen Zhi and his phone.

In the end, Wen Zhi entered Sang Qi’s name.

The prompt appeared on the screen: “Incorrect security answer.”

Si Mingchen’s expression gradually changed, and his right hand gently rested on Wen Zhi’s neck. “Could it be a sudden infatuation that Xiao Wen Zhi had and forgot about?”

Wen Zhi looked pitifully at him. “That’s impossible. I’m loyal and devoted when it comes to love. If you were to leave before me, I’d chase after you.”

Si Mingchen quietly observed him, then gently pulled him into his embrace.

“Alright, let’s not dwell on this first love.”

Wen Zhi frowned. “Today, I must find out who this person is.”

Si Mingchen replied, “Alright, let’s find out.”