"It’s nothing," Mu Chengzhu said, fixing his gaze firmly on Yun Shifei. "But Shi Fei, can you tell why you dislike so much?"
It felt like sentencing a death row inmate without ever telling them what cri they had committed.
Mu Chengzhu felt utterly wronged.
Yun Shifei knew this wasn’t the first ti Mu Chengzhu had asked her this question. Each ti, she avoided answering because she had no idea how to reasonably explain her rebirth.
After thinking it over, Yun Shifei said, "I had a dream before. In the dream, you killed ."
She offered this casual explanation, hoping to mask her rebirth as part of an absurd dream, making Mu Chengzhu think she was crazy and leave her alone.
Little did she expect that when Mu Chengzhu heard her ntion the dream, he suddenly grasped her shoulders. "You dread it too?"
Yun Shifei jerked in surprise, forcefully escaping his grip and taking two steps back.
Can’t we just talk properly without getting physical?
Realizing his overreaction, Mu Chengzhu quickly apologized. "I’m sorry."
"It’s just that I also had a dream before, and it seed so absurd that I wasn’t sure if I should even bring it up."
"What kind of dream?" Yun Shifei asked, not yet aware of the gravity of the situation, since she’d just made up her "dream" monts ago.
The next mont, the situation took a bizarre turn.
"Well, for a few nights, I kept having similar dreams. In those dreams, you liked , but I liked Yun Sisi..." Mu Chengzhu hesitated, seemingly embarrassed. "Later, I killed you because of Yun Sisi."
Initially, Yun Shifei’s expression suggested she was rely humoring his story. But by the end, she couldn’t help but lift her head sharply to look at Mu Chengzhu, her face betraying undeniable shock. "Are you serious?"
"Yes," Mu Chengzhu confird with a nod.
"How did you kill ?"
"We argued... and in the heat of the mont, I accidentally pushed you off a building."
At that mont, Yun Shifei’s heart pounded violently, and she felt the whole situation was surreal and eerie.
Her hands and feet turned cold.
The content of Mu Chengzhu’s dream was the exact, painful reality that she’d endured in her previous life.
Why would he dream of that?
Could he also have been reborn but not realized it?
No... that’s impossible!
She could clearly feel that her past life wasn’t a dream when she was reborn. How could Mu Chengzhu not feel the sa?
Yun Shifei’s expression cented sothing in Mu Chengzhu’s mind: she had genuinely dread the sa thing he had.
This realization gave Mu Chengzhu an unexpected feeling of connection with Yun Shifei.
So, it wasn’t just him having such dreams—even she had shared them.
"Shi Fei, did you dream the sa thing as I did?"
Seeing Yun Shifei remain silent, Mu Chengzhu pressed further.
Yun Shifei snapped out of her thoughts and imdiately shook her head. "No."
She found the entire situation too bizarre. Rebirth was already strange enough.
And now, Mu Chengzhu seed to carry so mories from the past life? But because his mories weren’t as clear as hers, he mistakenly thought they were dreams?
Regardless, Yun Shifei was certain she couldn’t let Mu Chengzhu find out about this connection between them.
However, despite her feigned composure and lies, Mu Chengzhu still sensed sothing was amiss.
He chuckled. "Shi Fei, isn’t this kind of magical?"
"I don’t know what you’re talking about. What dream? I was just making stuff up earlier."
Though his smile was gentle, Yun Shifei still found it sowhat unsettling.
After finishing her sentence, Yun Shifei hurriedly left.
Mu Chengzhu watched her retreating figure and, after a mont, sighed softly.
He always ended up watching her back as she walked away. Before, he didn’t understand why. If it was truly because of a dream, wasn’t this whole situation far too unjust for him?
Was she going to keep treating him coldly all because of a dream that rely *felt* real?
If Yun Shifei had known what Mu Chengzhu was thinking at that mont, she would certainly have been furious.
This wasn’t a dream, absolutely not!
The heart-wrenching pain, the sensation of plumting from a building dozens of stories high, the whistling wind brushing past her ears as if slicing her skin apart like knives...
Such vivid agony—how could it be just a dream?
Because of this incident, Yun Shifei couldn’t focus during class.
When the teacher called her na to answer a question, it took hearing her na twice before she snapped back to attention and stood up hurriedly.
"Yun Shifei, pay more attention in class and stop daydreaming," the physics teacher warned lightly.
He had noticed her academic progress and didn’t want her suddenly losing focus again.
Kids at this age tend to overthink things. Yun Shifei was pretty and often stood out, and the teacher’s biggest worry was that she might be dating too early.
Getting into relationships at this stage would only harm her studies.
After being reprimanded, Yun Shifei nodded with a flushed face, then quietly sat back down, flipping through her book.
Cheng Lie glanced at Yun Shifei out of the corner of his eye. His lips pressed into a thin, cold line, their tension gleaming faintly.
Ever since the break after second period that morning—when Mu Chengzhu had called Yun Shifei out—her deanor had beco noticeably odd upon her return.
She seed anxious, frightened, and flustered—expressions Cheng Lie had never seen on her before.
Even her prior fears had been just simple fear, nothing like the way she seed today.
And this state of hers had lingered all the way through to the third period in the afternoon.
They were almost ready to leave for the day, and yet Yun Shifei remained like this.
Did Mu Chengzhu say sothing to her?
Normally, Yun Shifei avoided Mu Chengzhu—not out of fear but rely out of dislike. Yet now, it had shifted into sothing more troubling.
Cheng Lie couldn’t help himself and finally asked her, "What’s wrong with you?"
Hearing Cheng Lie’s concern, Yun Shifei snapped back to attention and smiled at him. "I’m fine."
Really fine? Cheng Lie didn’t think so.
Yet he realized he didn’t know how to get Yun Shifei to open up to him.
Should he try the thods he used with Yun Sisi? It was an option, but he felt it wouldn’t be right to treat Yun Shifei that way—it wouldn’t be sincere.
With Yun Shifei, Cheng Lie didn’t want to be insincere.
He wanted her to accept him for who he truly was.
But for now, he wasn’t ready to show her his other side.
If Yun Shifei wouldn’t talk, should he ask Mu Chengzhu?
Tightening his grip, Cheng Lie beca even more reluctant to seek out Mu Chengzhu.
After school, as Yun Shifei rode ho with Cheng Lie, her mood seed noticeably better.
She chatted casually with Cheng Lie. Seeing her now, Cheng Lie believed she had adjusted her state of mind.
She was always like this—able to shift into optimism in an instant.
It was the one trait that made them so fundantally different.
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