Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

Shang Jizhou asked in a cold voice, "Know what? I only saw with my own eyes you trying to strangle Wanyin to death."

"She deserved to die!" Shang Mingshu roared.

Shang Jizhou exploded in rage, "Shut your mouth!"

Shang Mingshu fell silent instantaneously, his eyes bloodshot as if they were about to bleed. "Big brother, you will regret this."

"It’s my affair, none of your business."

After dropping these words coldly, Shang Jizhou left, carrying the unconscious Chong Wanyin.

Watching them leave, Shang Mingshu stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching his head and letting out a mournful cry of agony, "Xiangying, I caused your death, I’m sorry..."

Wen Zhi watched this scene unfold.

She watched Shang Mingshu, madly trying to choke Chong Wanyin, she watched Shang Jizhou arriving in the nick of time, she watched Shang Jizhou reprimand Shang Mingshu and then carry Wanyin away for medical help, she watched Shang Mingshu collapse on the ground in torment...

She witnessed it all.

The sudden death of Han Xiangying shook the entire elite circles of Bai City, and no one expected that a woman destined for a grand life would end in such a hasty and dismal manner.

After attending the funeral, the old master was so overcome with grief that he fell ill and was bedridden for almost two months.

Not long after, Shang Jizhou officially took Chong Wanyin as his wife, and Shang Jing gained the legitimate status as the second young master!

"Wen Zhi..."

"Can you hear me talk? Wen Zhi?"

Voices called out to her one after another, and Wen Zhi’s head throbbed with pain. She tapped her head trying to shake off the pain, but it felt as though it were nailed down, as if it might explode the next second.

At that moment, all her past and previous memories rushed back into Wen Zhi’s mind.

Her parents, her relatives and friends, her lover, everything she had experienced—she remembered them all. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Wen Zhi felt her body going weightless, she struggled desperately to save herself and, in one final leap, finally opened her eyes.

The light above was dazzling, and Wen Zhi instinctively raised her hand to block it.

But soon, she was lifted up and curled into a warm and firm embrace.

"You’re finally awake."

"What happened to me?" She was very confused.

The voice of Shang Hexing came from above, "You slept very deeply. I couldn’t wake you no matter how hard I tried."

He had left the previous night, and she was fine, even promising to go to bed early.

He came back late at night, saw her wearing two strings of Buddha Beads on her wrist, and took them off without waking her, waiting for daylight to explain.

But this morning, he couldn’t wake her no matter how hard he tried. The doctor had come but could find nothing wrong. It was then that he vaguely guessed what might be the issue, so he put the two strings of Buddha Beads and the peace and good fortune amulet back on her.

Finally, she woke up.

Having just been through a harrowing dream, Wen Zhi felt like she had regained a lost treasure. She reached out to touch Shang Hexing’s face, but her hand groped around clumsily at his collar.

Shang Hexing freed a hand, held Wen Zhi’s, and asked her, "Looking for something?"

"Your face." Her voice was muffled.

"Okay," Shang Hexing said, taking her hand and placing it on his face, "The face is here."

Wen Zhi finally touched his face and felt reassured. Then, she lifted her head from Shang Hexing’s embrace to take a serious look at his features in front of her.

"You’ve changed so much since your youth."

After she finished speaking, Shang Hexing’s breath lightened for a few seconds, then he asked, "Do you remember everything?"

Wen Zhi’s eyes reddened.

Shang Hexing leaned down closer and asked again in a lower voice, "Do you really remember everything?"

Only then did Wen Zhi nod, tears streaming down her face, "I remember everything, and I saw..."

She couldn’t finish her words when Shang Hexing hugged her tightly, his heart filled with a thousand words, yet he said none.

...

In the afternoon.

Wen Zhi, who had adjusted her physical condition, appeared in the courtyard feeding the peacocks.

Meng Fan was chattering beside her.

Everyone here knew about Wen Zhi not waking up this morning.

But aside from Shang Hexing, no one knew that Wen Zhi had recovered her memory.

At the moment, while Meng Fan was talking, Wen Zhi wasn’t listening attentively because her mind was full of the truths she had seen in her dream.

The death of Han Xiangying, Shang Jizhou’s affair, the joint actions of Chong Wanyin and Shang Mingshu...

Shang Hexing must know about these things.

She recalled when she first moved into the Shang family home, it happened to be the time when Shang Hexing was taking down Shang Mingshu. Initially, he had no intention of sparing Shang Jing, but in the end, he did. As for Chong Wanyin, if she hadn’t acted later, Shang Hexing would most likely have sent Chong Wanyin to prison...

"Zhizhi? Zhizhi?"

"Zhizhi, what are you thinking? Get up, the old master is coming," Meng Fan called out several times.

Finally, Wen Zhi reacted. She quickly wiped her hands and got up to turn around.

"I heard you were unwell this morning?" the old master approached and asked with a stern face.