"Y-you're playing Foolish Play again?" Zhen Xin looked at Cheng Shi in astonishment, her expression strange.
Hearing the word "again," Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked thoughtfully, "When else have you played Him?"
"..." Cheng Shi's expression stiffened slightly.
There have been too many times. Which one are you asking about?
But Squinty Old Zhang's questioning was not over. He immediately followed up, "I remember you encountered Him at the end of the fourth month. So you played Him again after that?"
The end of the fourth month?
Hearing that precise time, Cheng Shi and Zhen Xin both froze.
Zhen Xin possessed Cheng Shi's memories from the first half-year of the trials, so she could naturally deduce that even if he had encountered Foolish Play, it could only have been within the past two months. Therefore, the time Zhang Jizu mentioned was impossible.
Cheng Shi was even more baffled as to why Squinty Old Zhang had suddenly told him such a lie. It could neither resolve Zhen Xin's current confusion nor form a convincing explanation. After considering it from every angle, he could only conclude that Old Zhang had meant well but made things worse.
The other man did not know that Zhen Xin had his memories, so this lie had slipped out. Not only had it slipped out, it might even trigger a chain reaction.
For a moment, Cheng Shi's heart sank.
This is bad. They say that if you often walk by the river, you're bound to get your shoes wet sooner or later, but I never imagined the water in these shoes wouldn't come from the river. It would come bubbling up from inside the shoes themselves.
What was he supposed to do?
Although the atmosphere was slightly awkward, Cheng Shi kept his expression steady.