Not Like It Was the First Time I'd Cried, Either (Special Perspective)

At first, Yu Xing could still hear Yan Li and Medusa trading barbs beside him.

As the memory bubble in his mind burst with a pop, the sounds of the outside world gradually faded. His consciousness sank into the "new memory," and he forgot his own body.

The new memories flowed into his mind without resistance. Soon, he "remembered" Medusa's previous night.

I was assigned to a residential complex in the north of town. The family hosting travelers reportedly belonged to the owner of the town's textile factory, and their home had room for two guests.

I'd originally planned to bring Lan Wu with me, but when I saw Yu Xing's choice, I changed my mind at the last minute and told him to sleep at an inn instead. A skinny bamboo pole I didn't recognize took the chance to ask if he could come with me.

What, had he seen how slender Lan Wu was and assumed that was my type? Just looking at his fake, shy expression made my scalp crawl. This was what I got? I wanted to stuff him down a sewer.

I turned down the skinny bamboo pole from the Fallen Path, and when he kept pestering me, I even cursed his mouth swollen. Did he think I was playing hard to get? If I said he wasn't good enough for me, then he wasn't good enough. I never had much patience for anyone who wasn't beautiful. I could put up with them once, at most.

With Lan Wu gone, I planned to stay with the host family alone.

I'd shared a place with strangers before. They were either useless and got me into trouble, or thought their pretty faces meant they could cozy up to me in bed... I knew it was a