I Lost My Memory After Divorcing With the Big Shot

Chapter 27.1

Explaining to each other pt.1

Translated by Lilac
Edited by Lilac

‘Explaining to Each Other’

That memory once again filled Si Mingchen’s mind.

That afternoon, every word Wen Zhi said was clear, and he even remembered his expression.

After being blocked by Wen Zhi and unable to contact him, Si Mingchen, unwilling to accept it, had been looking for an opportunity to have a private conversation with Wen Zhi.

It was a Friday afternoon, and each grade finished school relatively early. He mustered up the courage and lingered outside Wen Zhi’s classroom for a long time until everyone had left and Wen Zhi still hadn’t come out.

Later, a kind-hearted classmate told him that Wen Zhi was cleaning the auditorium and might be a bit late.

He went straight to the auditorium, rehearsed countless ways to communicate with Wen Zhi on the way, but when he witnessed Wen Zhi confessing to Sang Qi, he couldn’t utter a single word.

If that confession had been part of the opera rehearsal, then why would Sang Qi boast about Wen Zhi’s confession to him?

There was only one reason: Sang Qi was lying.

For a moment, Si Mingchen had so much to say to Wen Zhi, so many things he wanted to confirm or investigate. His absent-minded appearance sparked widespread discussion among netizens.

[May I ask, who can resist such a cute little one? Wen Wen is good-looking and has a great personality. Si Mingchen, don’t take him away from me!]

[Ah ah ah, is this a confession? Quickly answer whether you love Wen Baby or not!]

[Oh no, I knew they were acting, but I fell for it.]

[Si Mingchen feels very cautious. I wonder if Wen Zhi will take the opportunity during the program to confess?]

[Pull me back, I don’t want to ship this couple! I knew it was fake.]

[Sisters in front, don’t be so pessimistic. What if they end up together for real while acting? It’s not impossible!]

Wen Zhi stood on the stage, facing Si Mingchen lost in thought, feeling somewhat at a loss.

Oh no, would his dear old top not understand his implications?

Why did he instead have a bitter and resentful expression?

His singing wasn’t off-key!

Unable to wait any longer, Wen Zhi gently coughed into the microphone.

Si Mingchen immediately looked up, gazing at Wen Zhi, concealing his shock and confusion in his eyes.

On the stage, Wen Zhi held a folding fan in one hand, while the other hand was behind his back, awaiting his response. Now was not the time to ponder over this matter.

Although Wen Zhi’s expression remained calm, his unintentional small movements betrayed his true thoughts.

Under the gaze of everyone, Si Mingchen slowly stood up, walked to the front of the stage where Wen Zhi was singing and reciting the opera, and extended his hand towards Wen Zhi.

The meaning of the invitation couldn’t be more obvious.

In an instant, a smile tugged at Wen Zhi’s lips as he placed his hand in Si Mingchen’s. Before he could say anything, Si Mingchen immediately wrapped his arm around Wen Zhi’s waist and lifted him off the stage.

Even though it was only a brief two seconds, Wen Zhi’s pupils were still slightly dilated, hanging on to the shyness that comes from the youthfulness of a teenager, lifting his head to quietly look at Si Mingchen.

His voice was small: “Then do you love me?”

As he uttered these words, Wen Zhi felt a bit cheesy, but he still blushed and waited for the response.

He had gone all out for the chance to stay in the luxurious room.

[Ah, ah, ah, direct hit, my favorite baby!]

[Wen Zhi’s expression is so innocent. Is he really 27 years old?]

[Doesn’t look like 27 at all. He seems like someone who has never been in a relationship, so naive.]

[Si Mingchen hit the jackpot, hehe. Wen Wen baby is waiting for you, hurry up!]

At this moment, Sang Qi’s expression was gloomy and uncertain as he pondered something. Jiang Xingnan, on the other hand, watched the two with a focused gaze, his eyes filled with envy.

In the face of Wen Zhi’s straightforward question, Si Mingchen’s voice was low and deep, “Of course, I love you.”

Immediately, a crisp sound of a gong rang out from behind.

The director announced, “Congratulations to Wen Zhi for a successful challenge, gaining an additional 500,000 votes. Meanwhile, Jiang Xingnan’s challenge failed.”

[What? This is a task…]

[Damn, I haven’t started shipping them, and it’s already BE?] (Bad ending)

[Wuwuwu, Wen Zhi is playing with my emotions. I’m going to make a fuss!]

[So Wen Zhi’s task was a confession? Then what about Jiang Xingnan?]

When the director announced the results, it surprised not only the netizens but also Si Mingchen.

He asked Wen Zhi, “What was your task?”

Wen Zhi honestly replied, “To make you say that you love me.”

Si Mingchen understood, still holding Wen Zhi’s hand, but his gaze shifted to Sang Qi, staring at him.

Sang Qi naturally noticed Si Mingchen’s scrutiny. Maintaining his composure, he asked Jiang Xingnan, “What was your task?”

The words sounded somewhat stiff and revealed Sang Qi’s terrible mood.

Jiang Xingnan replied, “To make a lotus seed pastry together.”

Unexpectedly, the task was so simple. Annoyed, Sang Qi said, “Then why didn’t you say it?”

Jiang Xingnan remained silent.

Arguing with Sang Qi in this situation would only make them a laughingstock.

With a sullen expression, Sang Qi finished his last cup of tea and turned to leave.

Wen Zhi looked at Jiang Xingnan and said, “Did your task card also mention that you couldn’t let the second person know?”

Jiang Xingnan nodded and left alone.

[Damn it, what kind of despicable person is Sang Qi?]

[If I remember correctly, Jiang Xingnan mentioned making lotus seed pastries at least three times.]

[Exactly! Sang Qi repeatedly refused and would only find fault with others when he lost. This kind of person is so disgusting.]

[Compared to Wen Zhi’s task, Jiang Xingnan’s task was so simple, yet he didn’t complete it??]

Half an hour later, Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen arrived at the inn together, waiting for the voting results.

During their casual conversation, Wen Zhi learned that each pair of guests had a task, only the content was different from eachother.

And the only one who completed the task was himself.

And the only one who completed the task was himself.

Xie Jing’s task was to have the other person voluntarily kiss his eyes, while Chen Zhen’s task was to have the other person call him “husband.”

Wen Zhi pondered that if he had to complete those tasks, it would probably be difficult.

Soon, the voting results were displayed, showing that Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen received 1.01 million votes, ranking second, while He Qiong and Xie Jing received 1.2 million votes, ranking first.

Wen Zhi felt a bit disappointed, but the fact that they didn’t have to stay on the first floor still made him happy.

Si Mingchen, worried that Wen Zhi might be upset, gently rubbed his head with his palm, saying, “The results were unexpected. It’s all thanks to you.”

Suddenly, the vote count on the screen changed, and Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen’s total votes immediately became 1.51 million.

It turned out that the previous data was the initial count.

Wen Zhi looked excitedly at Si Mingchen’s hand and said, “Si Si, we can stay in the biggest room!”

Si Mingchen smiled gently and said, “Yes.”

Some rejoiced while others worried. When Sang Qi saw that he and Jiang Xingnan had received only 600,000 votes, his expression turned sour, especially when he saw the display of the first-floor environment.

He had only participated in this variety show to give Si Mingchen a hard time, but he hadn’t expected his situation to suddenly be so bad.

He sent a message to his assistant and questioned how on earth the assistant found someone to swipe their votes, and the assistant stammered, probably meaning that he didn’t expect their votes to be so low this time, and that he had underestimated when he bought the tickets.

Everyone prepared to check-in, carrying their luggage.

Xie Jing called out to Wen Zhi, “Wen Zhi, the top floor is supposed to be luxurious. Remember to tell me about it.”

Wen Zhi nodded and said, “No problem.”

Although they already knew about the luxury of the top floor, Wen Zhi still entered the room with a smile, his eyes curved in happiness.

This deep sense of satisfaction didn’t just come from staying in a big room but also from Si Mingchen’s words, “I love you.”

The top floor was very spacious, decorated in a modern Chinese style. The sofas and chairs were extremely comfortable, and Wen Zhi lay on them, feeling so happy that he was about to faint.

Since Wen Zhi’s amnesia, Si Mingchen could always see an unprecedented enthusiasm on Wen Zhi’s face. This positive attitude continuously infected him as well.

“Have fun, I’ll go pack our luggage.”

Si Mingchen was about to leave when Wen Zhi called out, “Let me go with you. You’ve been working too hard on your own.”

Si Mingchen jokes, “You’re a little hero, so tonight I’ll reward you.”

Wen Zhi’s expression slightly changed.

He didn’t want that kind of reward.

But maybe he could give that kind of reward a try.